Korra shifted in her dress. She made sure that the lining of fur along the edges was neatly trimmed and clean before stepping out of her changing room. Tonraq waited dutifully for his daughter by the door and pulled her into a bear of a hug.

"You look stunning, kiddo," Tonraq complimented in his low, booming voice. His strong hand gave Korra's comparatively small shoulder a squeeze and kissed on her forehead before he offered her his arm.

Since moving away from her compound, the avatar has been to hell and back again. She was forced to face her nightmares by going against a bloodbender that took away her bending; she had gone up against her uncle who took advantage of her powers and had severed her connection to her past lives; she had nearly died by having the air pulled out of her lungs as she fought for her life against toxins in her blood; and, she fought against a fearless dictator/master metalbender with a spirit weapon destroying the city. In retrospect, none of those things made her nearly as nervous as she was now. It was her big day and the start of a new life.

With her arm loosely linked into her father's, Korra took a deep breath once she stood in front of the daunting aisle.

At the melodic pull of the erhu, Asami expectantly turned to find her beautiful and elegant bride taking languid steps in time with the music. Adorned on her face was the woman's iconic, crooked grin that she had fallen in love with so many years ago. She could all but beam with pride.

Korra's heart raced with each stride. The 50-foot long aisle felt impossibly long, seemingly stretching for miles and miles with the distance never closing. Bright blue eyes focused on glowing green ones as she felt the warmth from the hundreds of smiles surrounding her. She couldn't help but laugh when she heard Kai's pained grunt, undoubtedly from being elbowed for his wolf whistles.

Before she knew it, she was just a few paces from her beloved. Bolin stood at Asami's side, wearing a look as if he was on the verge of tears. Korra knew that if it were appropriate, he would've pulled her into a bone-crushing hug. Looking to her final destination, she found Jinora with a relieved look on her face, undoubtedly glad that everything went without hitch. There was no fumbling or tripping and everyone had made it to their positions, all according to plan.

The feeling of nervousness and unease settled in the pit of her stomach. It felt like a swarm of moth wasps were trying to overpower her. But, with one glace at her beautiful bride, the feeling completely dissipated. Love radiated from Asami's being and Korra knew, she knew that without a doubt that everything was as it was supposed to be. She knew that this was the woman that she would happily spend the rest of her lifetime. This and all future lifetimes to come.

Who knew how long Korra would've been standing there, admiring the slice of perfection in front of her if given the opportunity. Fortunately, she was pulled out of her trance when her father released her arm and kissed her cheek. With all the poise expected from a world leader, he moved to take his seat next to his wife, leaving the officiant and with the two brides and their party.

With a grin that matched Korra's, Asami took her hands in hers and kissed her knuckles lightly. Korra's cheeks tinted a shade of rose at the action but was bewitched by emerald green eyes. No matter how many times she got lost them in, she could never get out. She simply could not pull her gaze away and even though Tenzin had officially started the ceremony, both of their full attentions were solely focused on one another.

Naturally, Korra drowned out Tenzin's words with ease. It was reflexive response that she had picked up during her airbending training days along with sitting in on board meetings but even without this, Asami's beauty and radiance was more than enough to distract her.

"I'm loving the suit," Korra mouthed to Asami, completely ignoring the world around them. Eyes skimmed over the impromptu attire with appreciation, wondering if Asami had planned to surprise her the whole time.

"You're looking snazzy, as always," Asami teased playfully with a wink once wandering baby blues were focused on her face again.

That familiar line was something that Korra knew Asami would never let her live down. She squeezed Asami's hands firmly and shook her head at the small quip but knew that that wasn't enough. The spontaneous girl couldn't resist the impulse to pull the taller girl into a crushing kiss. Strong arms tugged the non-bender flush against her body, twirling her into her arms and dipping her down before placing eager lips onto perfectly red ones.

Midsentence, Tenzin's words instantly died in his throat as his face reddened. There were claps, cheers, and whistles from the guests; the whole audience was alive with excitement. Once Korra had released her fiancé, Asami covered her face with her hand to hide her silly grin and beet red cheeks while Korra turned to their friends and families with a proud smirk. The crowd, particularly the younger audience, hurrahed with glee as Korra flexed her arms in pride and self-satisfaction. Asami rolled her eyes with a shake o her head. She needed to wipe that smug look off of her face. She was not going to let Korra steal the spotlight for this two-person show.

"Korra," Asami called for her attention. The bender turned and all but lost her balance when Asami gripped her shoulders and pulled her into a heated kiss. The lengthy session ended leaving Korra breathless when Asami pulled away, taking Korra's bottom lip with her in a tug. Korra's face mirrored the color of a hog monkey's butt at Asami's sultry wink and flirty hair toss.

"AHEM," Tenzin cleared his throat trying to calm the crowd and get the brides to separate their faces long enough to say their vows. Korra mumbled out an "I do" without preamble while trying to catch her breath and get her face to return back to a respectable color.

"Wait, no, I didn't even get to that part -"

"I do," Asami mimicked her bride, resting her forehead against her other half's.

"Why do I even bother?" Tenzin mumbled to himself in resignation. The happy couple paid him no heed as they stole small kisses from each other. "You may now kiss the bride," he halfheartedly sighed. "As if you haven't already."

A confident tan hand brushed through the dark wavy locks of her forever girl before she leaned in and sealing their first official kiss as a married couple.

"I was looking for you," Korra spoke softly as she walked over to the woman she could proudly call her wife. The sun had set hours ago yet Asami sat looking off into the horizon. The business owner's gaze focused primarily on the swirling spirit portal resting in the spot where her company's building once proudly stood. A strong arm slid around a slender waist as Korra took a seat next to the raven-haired beauty.

"What are you doing way out here?"

A heavy head fell to rest on Korra's shoulder. Pulling her newlywed closer, Korra's fingers mindlessly rubbed nonsensical patterns along Asami's hip.

"I just needed a break from all the attention," Asami whispered into the cool air.

A light chuckle escaped the avatar's lips. "I know what you mean. Who would've thought that we knew so many people?"

"I blame you, you know." Korra swore she could hear the smile in Asami's voice as she spoke. "If you weren't so popular and working all over the place, we could've had a much smaller reception."

"Hey! Excuse me, 'I need to invite all my business associates and their families. Also, I need to extend the invitation to everyone my office.'" Korra playfully bantered back.

"Alright, alright," Asami rolled her eyes and nudged Korra's shoulder at her horrible, yet ever amusing, impression of her. "I guess we're going to have to get used to this sharing the blame thing now that we're married."

Asami lifted her left hand to admire the symbol of their promise. The black onyx band was delicate and held a brilliantly cut diamond nestled between a smaller ruby and sapphire. Each of the gems shone brightly as they caught the light escaping the party behind them. Korra followed in suit, untangling her arm from Asami's body and examined the titanium band adorned on her finger. The simplistic ring resembled a cog with the pattern of her old armband etched along the top and bottom of it. The V's and dots were perfectly cut into the unbendable metal and she knew that Asami had put significant effort into making it into the perfect ring that it was.

"I can't believe we're finally here," Korra stated meekly. Asami's hand encompassed her own, weaving their fingers together. A perfect fit.

"Hey, I hope you're not planning on backing out on me now. We made our vows and now you're stuck with me."

Korra laughed as she pushed Asami down to the ground, careful to mind her head from hitting the solid rock beneath them. Her muscular body hovered above her, taking a moment for the laughter between the two of them dim a bit. Confidently, she leaned down and placed her lips onto painted red ones. She left no space between them for doubt.

Orchestrated by the soft melody of mantis crickets, they shared an honest and chaste kiss. It was tender and slow, pure and genuine. There was no battle of the tongues and lacked the urge to dominate each other. They settled for a calm harmony as neither of them was in much of a hurry. They simply took their time to enjoy themselves. They were exactly where they wanted to be, with each other, feeling undoubtedly and sincerely euphoric.

"What do you say to getting our honeymoon started a few hours early?" Korra asked as her gentle kisses started to dangerously trail from red lips to a sharp jaw. She pulled at the collar of Asami's shirt, revealing pristine skin for her lips to explore.

"I hope you're not talking about getting it on right here," Asami managed to mumble out, her mind already starting to haze as her hands traced Korra's strong jaw line before burying themselves in shoulder length hair.

"Say we leave. Now. We don't tell anybody. Go to Ember Island tonight instead of the morning and we can do whatever you want. Just the two of us."

Korra sits up as to signal that she was being serious and Asami can't help but beam from the familiar words; the words that had started this five-year journey that has yet to end.

Over the years the duo had dug themselves into many a mishap that started with those five careless words and Asami couldn't help but run hundreds of scenarios through head at how this particular instance could end. It was pointless to even think about, though. There was really only one answer she could possibly give her.

"Sounds perfect."

A/N: Alrighttt. So, this is my first Korrasami fic and I didn't feel like I did the fandom justice. I know nothing about weddings or dresses and fluff isn't really my strong point but I really wanted to submit something for Korrasami Wedding Day. I hope that it wasn't too horrible. Thoughts? Comments? Leave a review and I'll get back to you!