Right guys, I know I'm royally late with this, so fuck it, I'm just going to do this for myself because I really like this pairing, which also means I can switch some of the prompts around so that it makes a coherent story. Imagine that the story starts a couple of months before Book 3 starts, that way it makes sense. They're all going to be very short and some may or may not include various degrees of smut. Continue at your own risk.

Day 1: Age/Sleepless Nights

Kuvira had been having trouble sleeping for a while now. The problem was exactly what kept so many people from sleeping at night: she was in love.

And it was the worst possible kind to be in, because the person of her affections was unavailable in triplicate. First off, she was a woman, which was always gonna be something of a hurdle, even in a place as progressive as Zaofu. Second, she was married. Even if it turned out to be mutual, Kuvira couldn't just ask her to give up her family. Third, there was quite an age gap. She was old enough to be Kuvira's mother.

And Kuvira honestly couldn't tell if it was because of that that she'd fallen in love with her. It would make sense, she'd cared for her as long as she could remember. There was always an air of caring about her, a way that she'd act to and around Kuvira that just made her fall, and fall hard.

It was stupid, and Kuvira also knew that the only place it would lead was more heartbreak, probably for the both of them if she'd move on it. That meant the best thing she could do was just keep it to herself and suffer in silence, watching her with her husband just have a perfect family. Bastard.

She scoffed. Had it really gotten to the point that she was blaming him for having something she wanted? Obviously, yes, and again, that wasn't the smart thing to do. It would just breed resentment.

Kuvira also wasn't sure whether or not being in the dance troupe with her was a good thing or a bad thing. On the one hand, it gave her a large amount of surprisingly intimate moments, as they often danced, and at their level, it was pretty physical. It definitely worked on her libido, which was nice, but also frustrating, because she knew it would never be reciprocated.

The only relationship that had actually improved from this whole debacle was the one between Kuvira and the showerhead.

She rolled over with a groan, trying again to catch some sleep, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she was there again. Her dazzling green eyes, her easy smile, her amazing figure... How could someone have had five children and still be in the shape she's in? It just didn't seem real.

Kuvira sighed. She wasn't even in the same part of the city, and yet she still made Kuvira's mind run rampant. And even then, it wasn't only her mind that was running wild, there were plenty of other body parts that had their needs. She stuck a hand down her pants, and, the feeling was unmistakable: even just thinking about her it was enough to get her wet.

The smart thing to do was to just ignore it, pull her hand back and go to sleep, but that also felt wrong, somehow.

She ripped the sheet aside as she slowly started moving her fingers in circles over her clit, already sending a surge of pleasure through her body. The images of her raced through Kuvira's mind, especially the way her toned body elegantly moved around with the ropes they were swinging on for their dance moves. If Kuvira needed a way to get aroused fast, that was a pretty good one.

She arched her back slightly as her fingers started moving faster, and Kuvira had trouble not moaning out loud. She lived alone, sure, but the walls were thin enough that she'd wake her neighbors again. Wave after wave of heat coursed through her body as she continued stimulating herself, and it soon was clear that it wasn't enough like this.

Kuvira decided to push herself up against her headboard, so that she was in a lazy sitting position, which made access a little easier. She used her free hand to reach under her tank top, pinching her nipple and rolling it between her fingers, making the effect of her lower hand even stronger.

The point was rapidly approaching where just being on the outside wasn't enough anymore, so Kuvira slipped two fingers inside, making her gasp at the sensation. It definitely worked, and for better or for worse, she'd become quite adapt at pleasuring herself over the years. She thrusted in and out, making sure to hit the sweet spot every time, and that was what did her in.

A wave of release washed over Kuvira, and this time around, she couldn't keep quiet. "Ohh... Su..." she moaned, even if it wasn't fully out loud.

After it all, she just sat there, unmoving, not even bothering to remove her fingers from her own body. Part of it was in shame, knowing what she just masturbated to, and part of it was in defeat, knowing that she'd never have what she really wanted.

Kuvira pulled her hand from her panties again, and wiped in on the sheet. It didn't matter anyway. She thumped her head against the headboard, slightly harder than was comfortable. She deserved it.

"Fuck..." she sighed, perfectly aware how bad this whole situation was for her.