Words: 1258

Summary: What they had was worth keeping a secret... sometimes.

Rating: M

II. Secret

The multitude that surrounded them was impossible to get around, today they were holding an event in Republic City and per their status they both had to be present, but that only meant one thing, so were Asami, Mako and Bolin.

"Isn't it, Korra?" She heard Bolin's voice bring her back to reality and she found slapping herself mentally.

She had no clue as of to what exactly they had been talking about, all she'd been doing throughout the night was eyeing Iroh and the way that women lined up around him, especially the heiress to the Future Industries and she could feel something tugging at her gut. This was typical, she knew he turned heads wherever he went, but she wasn't expecting Asami to be so into him.

Korra nodded at Bolin and took a sip of her drink, closing her eyes and letting the bubbly liquid slide down her throat. She wasn't supposed to act out today, not in front of all these people, they didn't know about them, they didn't know about the kind of things they did behind closed doors, and it was her own damn fault for wanting to keep it secret and now she had to deal with all of these women hogging his attention away from him, all because she wanted to keep it a secret.

Her ex's voice brought her to the night, "W- What was that again?" She asked him, a grim smile crawling it's way to her lips.

"I asked if everything was ok." His tone was full of worry as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

Korra couldn't help but to look down at his hand and smile at him, "Couldn't be better." She added as he smiled back at him and he let his hand fall, proceeding to sip his drink as well.

Gesture that didn't go unnoticed by the General but there was nothing he could do, so he just continued talking to the masses, exchanging boring stories about his travels and listening to the ladies talk about how they wished they could travel as much as he did, when he saw Korra slipping away towards the bathroom.

He smiled and politely excused himself, leaving the herd of women to mingle amongst themselves.

He opened the door to the bathroom quietly, shutting it closed and locking the doorknob equally quiet as he made his way to the Avatar, his arms snaking around her waist.

"Alone, finally," He whispered on her ear as she washed her hands and looked at him through the mirror and reaching for a towel as he nuzzled his nose on her neck, "What's wrong?" He asked, suddenly letting go of her as she turned around, resting her lower back against the sink and crossing her arms over her chest.

"Having fun with the damsels?" Korra's voice was sour, her stare on his eyes sharp and unfaltering.

He felt his face tighten and caught himself scowling at her and received nothing but a scowl back. "You were the one who said we should keep this a secret, I have no problem with the world knowing I date you." His lips quivered as she brought her eyes down, staring at his feet.

Iroh wasn't one to argue, in all honesty he hated when Korra got into this mood, but he knew that things were supposed to get like this when you decide to keep something like this from reaching the open. He could tell that Korra wasn't good with keeping secrets, he could feel the tension building up whenever there were social gatherings and he was quite aware of how much she hated the women that pooled around him at said gatherings, most of the times it was the same group of women which made it even more aggravating.

"And don't think I didn't see Mako getting all touchy feely with you," He said as she looked up, her eyes wide. "Don't worry, though," he continued, resting his hands on her ribs making her drop her arms down to her sides, "I know he's no threat." He muttered, pressing his chest against hers and leaning down to press his lips against her temple, his hands running up and meeting the whole of her breasts as he pulled her up and set her on top of the sink's edge, pushing her legs open with his weight and kissing her neck, "All those ladies can't measure up to you." He whispered against the skin on her neck and she shivered under his touch.

At the end of the day this man knew exactly what to say and just what she wanted, and as many reasons she had to be jealous, he had twice as many especially when she still hung out with her ex-boyfriend whenever she was around Republic City's spotlight, so she gave into his touch, and the way he kissed her neck, and the way he bucked his hips against hers. He always knew just the way to touch.

Korra moaned and shot her hands to the waistline of his pants, unzipping them and pressed her hand against his groin, feeling the hardness and she could feel herself flush when she felt his hands raise her dress and slip her underwear to the side. She heard fabric rustling and all of a sudden she found herself being filled by his length and moaning his name, her hands making their way to his hair where they seem to have rooted and she wasn't about to let go.

The voices could be heard from the outside, the click clack of women's shoes, the chatter of the hundreds that were around them echoed and filtered through the small gap that was between the door and the floor as he thrusted in and out of her, grunting and clenching teeth as his forehead rested on her shoulder.

She threw her head back and it hit the mirror with each of his thrust, she tried to choke a moan and managed to get a yelp instead and he chuckled, thrusting back into her and bringing a hand to cover her mouth and she groaned, "You were the one to say you wanted this to be a secret," He teased thrusting harder into her this time and she moaned against his hand, she could feel herself letting go as she pulled on what was now a mangled mess of perfect black locks.

She felt her legs trembling and she knew this was it, she felt herself tightening around him, his thrusts starting to become erratic and more forceful and this was their undoing. Clenched teeth, strong grips and loud moans muffled by hands and the clatter that was going outside and this was it. This was their heaven, they had found completion.

He sighed as he tried to even out his breathing and pulled away from her, witnessing as she rested her head against the mirror, her appearance disheveled and her eyes fogged by exhaustion, her lips dry and parted as she breath heavily.

"I take my leave now," he said as he fixed his hair and looked at himself in the mirror, making sure nothing was out of order, "What do you say we go say good bye and continue this at your place?" He asked her as he reached for the door and exited the bathroom.

Korra smiled to herself, taking a deep breath and standing up on the floor, fixing herself and taking a deep breath, thinking that somethings were worth keeping as a secret.