Author's note: Ok so I wrote some more but this is like some Book 1 stuff. You know, back when they weren't on the greatest terms and whatnot. Ps this doesn't relate to the first chapter at all but I'm too lazy to change the title and the description.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Avatar universe. I wish tho.

Prissy, Rich Princess

Do it.

Do it.

Just fucking do it.

No one is actually saying it out loud, but the message pounds over and over again in the Avatar's head.

So she thinks, "what the hell-"

And leans into strikingly perfect red lips and just kisses them.

"Oh-" At first Asami is surprised because the Avatar is kissing her and she feels strong arms flex around her, drawing her hips closer. She gives into the kiss and locks her arms behind the tan girl's neck.

The heiress falls back until she feels the carpet rubbing and runs her hands over defined shoulder blades, down a strong back. Her legs are hitched over the Avatar's hips and she arches upward because she wants Korra to feel her.

It works.

"Fuck." The Avatar drops her head against a slender neck and the woman beneath her is squirming, grinding those damn hips against her own-

She suddenly remembers they're not alone and throws a look over her shoulder at the dumbstruck brothers sitting on the carpet of the Sato mansion.

Then back at the stunningly gorgeous woman below her. Red lips draw her back in, whisper against her ear "take me to your room."

Korra shivers, grins, smirks. Sultry as hell.

She doesn't need to be told twice. Without a second glance at the boys, she picks up the heiress and feels the alcohol warm her stomach as she stands up.

She's honestly only known Asami for about week or so but this tall, beautiful woman has managed to seduce her and holy fuck she hates her for it.

This prissy, rich princess who stole Mako from her, who lives in this goddamn palace, who blows a kiss and a wink at her boyfriend but was it really even directed at him? This prissy, rich princess with the gorgeous green eyes and perfect hair and curvaceous hips and sultry as hell voice and flawless figure and fancy lingerie and nice, round ass and stunning tits-

Korra's going to lose her mind if Asami undulates her hips like that even one more time.

"Fuck me Avatar." Her speech is perfect despite the amount of alcohol she has in her system. Korra figures she must have had some experience with this kind of stuff and this gets her hot all over again.

But yes, hell yes. The Avatar plans on doing just what she asks. On one of her goddamn huge beds, with nails down her back and lipstick stains down her neck, she's going to fuck this prissy, rich, sexy, curvaceous princess until her name is a breathless scream on the heiress's perfect red lips-

This prissy, rich princess who makes her hot, who keeps her up at night with one desperate hand down her own sweats.

"With pleasure."

The door to the bedroom closes and muffled moans start up almost immediately on the other side.

The brothers look at each other.

"Well fuck."

"Think we can watch?"