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Once On an Island…
One week. It had only been one week since Bolin, Mako and Asami had taken residence on Air Temple Island, and Korra was already filled with sexual frustration. Whether it be running into Mako after he'd taken and shower or seeing Bolin sans-pants (which he very often was), Korra had to stifle the urge to jump them right then and there. Hell, she was even noticing Asami, that's how out of control her hormones were.
It had been a long day of training. She spent her mornings airbending with Tenzin, and her afternoons practicing with her teammates. With the occasional moment when she wasn't exerting herself physically, all Korra wanted to do was lie down. She flopped face down onto her bed, prompting Naga to come over and gently lick her cheek. She smiled, petting her polar bear-dog.
"Oh Naga, how do you deal with sexual frustration? You're the only polar bear-dog for miles! At least I have people of the same species around to potentially be with." She paused for a moment, taking in what she'd just said. Korra groaned.
"Is this what my frustration has brought me to! Talking with my pet about it!" She moaned into her pillow. It wasn't like she could talk to anyone about it. Ikki and Jinora were too young, Pema was too pregnant, and Asami's boyfriend was half the reason she was so frustrated. Well, it was more like 45/45/10.
Korra rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling, thinking about her predicament. She couldn't talk to anyone, she couldn't bone anyone, how was she supposed to solve this?
Well, there was one thing…
Korra had experimented with touching herself in her earlier years, but with no such luck. She'd been to eager, rubbing herself numb before ever reaching climax. She thought maybe, now that she was older and understood sexuality better, it just might work.
Korra closed her eyes and let her hands travel her body, caressing her breasts, stroking her abdomen, grazing her thighs. She let her mind wander, imagining it was someone else's hands touching her. She immediately imagined Mako, shirtless, massaging her body slowly. This image enticed Korra as she rubbed her breasts a little more aggressively, slipping her hands under her shirt and feeling her breast bindings. She tugged them down so she could feel the smooth skin of her breasts, her nipples erect. She continued to imagine Mako feeling her, placing his lips on her chest…
Korra felt it. That warm tingle between her legs, signaling that this was working. She played with her breasts a little more, Mako still in her head, before running her hands down her body and gently rubbing through her pants. She let out a soft whimper as she rubbed in circular motions. The image in her mind began to morph until she saw Bolin's face, shirtless, of course. She paid no mind to it and continued to slowly rub herself, feeling that warm pressure build between her thighs. When she thought she'd been aroused enough, she looked around her room for a moment and listened. Silence. She smiled to herself, loosening the cloth belt that kept her pants up. She slipped a hand into her pants and under her underwear. She tentatively put a finger between her netherlips, feeling a warm wetness. She shivered at the touch, closing her eyes and seeing Bolin's face again. She imagined him softly planting kisses on her neck and collarbone as he would gently stroke her, building that warm pressure up. Korra explored her body, loving the feeling of her fingers against the velvety smoothness of her labia. As her fingers worked, she found a small nub that sent an electrifying shock of pleasure through her system.
She smiled. 'Oh yeah, that's the stuff,' Korra was careful to take it slow, making sure she wouldn't rub herself numb. She touched herself slowly and gently, letting out soft whimpers and feeling her back arch in pleasure. The image in her mind swirled again, this time to Asami's face, buried in Korra's thighs. Korra didn't question it, continuing to touch herself until the pressure became almost unbearable. She rubbed quicker and quicker until-
Knock knock knock.
Korra bolted upright and took her hand out of her pants, covering herself up with a blanket even though she wasn't naked.
'Who the hell is interrupting my self-love session right now!'
"Korra, are you awake?"
It was Bolin.
Korra rolled her eyes and opened the door. Bolin grinned sheepishly at her, actually wearing pants for once, which Korra couldn't tell was a good or a bad thing.
"Well, now I am. What's up?" She leaned against the doorjamb, waiting for a response. Bolin looked a little embarrassed.
"I can't sleep. Normally, I would go to Mako, but he's in Asami's room tonight and yeah." Korra sighed. She wanted to tell him to build a bridge and get over it, but she just couldn't say no to him. She waved her hand, indicating he could come in. Bolin smiled and entered the room, Korra closing the door behind him. She took a seat on her bed, and patted a spot next to her. Bolin smiled and accepted.
"So, what's on your mind?" Korra asked, lying down sideways to face him. Bolin sighed and looked down as he spoke.
"It's dumb, really. I have these…flashbacks, I guess, to the day our parents passed away. They were really bad when I was younger, but it's gotten better. I only get them every couple of months now, but still, when I get them…it hurts and it's scary…" He hugged his knees to his chest, looking genuinely upset. Korra frowned and placed a hand on her friend's shoulder. This was obviously a situation Mako was more apt to handle, but she wasn't about to turn away a friend in need.
"Hey, that's totally not dumb. I'm really sorry, Bo. Is there anyway I can make you feel better?" Bolin looked over at his friend, and Korra's heart sank seeing tears in his eyes. He rubbed them on the shoulder of his sleeve.
"Well, usually when I told Mako about this, he'd just kinda hold me until I fell asleep. I know things are kinda awkward but-" He was cut off by Korra's immediate but gentle embrace. He smiled, melting into her arms, resting his head on her chest.
"Thanks, Korra." She smiled, looking down at her friend.
"Anytime," They sat there for a minute, Korra lightly stroking Bolin's back. His eyes began to close and Korra felt his breathing slow down. She was about to release him from the embrace before he spoke.
"Hey, I don't know if this is inappropriate or not but your boobs are really comfortable." That's when it hit her. Her bindings were still pulled down. Her belt was still loosened. She quickly leapt from the bed and began to fix herself, her back to Bolin. He stared at her.
"Um, you okay there…?" After tightly knotting her belt, she turned around and gave Bolin a smile like nothing was wrong. He raised his eyebrow and scanned her, looking for a difference from when she was on the bed to when she turned to him. Her hair was the same, still had her armbands on ('She sleeps in those?')…he got to her hips and saw a very tight know tied to her belt. He thought for a moment, remembering it being untied before. He contemplated this, eventually putting two and two together. His eyes widened and a smile crept on his face. Korra noticed this and began escorting him out of her room.
"Well, you seem to feel better now! Have a good sleep!" But before she could push him out of her room completely, he dug his feet into the floor, using a little earthbending. He turned around to look at her, his hands raised.
"Whoah whoah whoah! You're just trying to get rid of me because I know what you were doing before I came in," He smiled devilishly. Korra felt her cheeks turn red but had a serious expression on her face.
"I wasn't doing anything. Actually, I was doing something – I was sleeping, and you interrupted me. Now I'm tired, you're tired, time for bed." Bolin put his back on the door, making Korra unable to push him out.
"Nope. Not until you admit to me what you were doing." Korra grunted. He really wasn't giving up without a fight. She crossed her arms.
"I don't have to admit anything because I wasn't doing anything!" Bolin shook his head.
"Korra, Korra, Korra, we could both be on our merry way if you just told me what you were doing." Korra grunted and thought of a way out of this. She smiled, an idea dawning on her.
"Well, if you're so certain about what I was doing, why don't you tell me?" She smirked, pleased with herself. Bolin refused to be shaken though.
"It's not a question of me wanting to know what you did, but of you admitting to yourself what you did." Korra stared at him blankly.
"That made no sense." Bolin looked at the ground sheepishly.
"Yeah, it sounded more suave in my head…" They stood there for a few moments, both of them refusing to give in.
"C'mon, Korra, just tell me! It could be our fun little secret~!" Bolin seemed genuinely interested in knowing what Korra had been doing. She contemplated it. She had no reason to not trust Bolin…
"Promise you won't tell anyone? Or blackmail me with it?" Bolin stood up straight and traced an X over his chest.
"Cross my heart, now tell me!" Korra sighed and hestitantly responded.
"I was…touchingmyself." She mumbled. Bolin smiled and leaned in closer to her.
"Sorry, I didn't quite hear that, did you say you were touching yourself?" He began to laugh before she slapped a hand over his mouth.
"SSSSSHHH! You wanna wake the whole house up!" He took her hand off his mouth, smiling at her.
"Sorry, Kor. Now tell me, what'd you think of?" Korra glared at him.
"Uh-uh, no way. You already know too much now get out." She tried to get past him but he still refused.
"C'mon, nothing to be ashamed of, everyone does it. I'll tell you who I think of." Korra stopped. Now it was getting interesting. She crossed her arms and smirked.
"Okay, we'll say it at the same time and then you have to leave. Okay?" Bolin nodded eagerly.
"Okay, on my count, 1…2…3!"
"You!"
"You, Mako, and Asami!" Bolin stared at her with shock. Korra felt a knot in her stomach. God, why did she have to tell the truth! She just should've said Tahno, that might leave him less shocked…
"You satisfied?" She spat at him. Bolin walked to her, trying to place his arms on her shoulder. She shrugged it off.
"Korra…" He whispered softly.
"You got what you wanted, now get to bed. I'm exhausted." Bolin stood there silently for a moment. He felt like such an ass.
Bolin began to leave and as he closed the door behind him, he looked into her room.
"Goodnight,"
She didn't respond.