Author's Note: This'll take place shortly after Shepard's given Asami some 'unwanted advice' lol. While it leaves the heiress understandably very red in the face, it's safe to say she takes the much more experienced woman's advice seriously given the simple fact she and Liara make it work, even if one of them isn't human. Anyway, this is a first time scenario for them both, but expect some heartfelt romance and all that it entails before the clothes start coming off. As much as I joke about it, there'll likely be a few references to Korra's self imposed exile once she was able to walk again, as well as the physical and emotional trauma as well. It WAS a very big moment for her after all, and it seems appropriate she'd bring it up before seeing where things go between her and Asami. That aside, I really hope I don't screw this up... 'nervous chuckle'.
How they got back to Korra's old room at the edge of the Girls Dorm without drawing every eye their way, Korra didn't know. With how red her face was and the lingering taste of Asami's lips against hers, she was fairly sure she had a giant billboard above her head, announcing to the world that her mind was only on one thing in that particular moment. But no one said a word to them save to exchange pleasant greetings as they passed, and soon enough the two found themselves in Korra's room, tucked away in her private sanctuary on the island. Despite having not been there for a while, the somewhat large bedroom space was as she remembered it as Korra slid the wooden panel closed behind her and turned to look around. The simple wooden bed, covered in heavy if plain white sheets, was still in the center of the room, with a simple wooden dresser, a circular round mirror on the wall above it, both of which were on the left back wall. Without a word, Korra, still a bit dizzy from their earlier kiss, smiled over her shoulder as she made her way to the mirror more in an effort to center herself than any desire to fix herself up. "I'm not complaining about the kiss you sprung on me 'Sami, but I'm still trying to wrap my head around it."
"Heh, don't worry about it." Asami said with a wave of her hand as she idly made her way across the room while Korra fidgeted from foot to foot, and despite her smile, Asami too couldn't help the ball of nerves in her stomach as she let her eyes rove over Korra's strong, powerful arms, the dark caramel skin that wasn't covered by the blue southern water tribe top shirt and fur kilt plus matching blue pants. She wanted Korra, all of her, but she didn't want to possibly ruin what they had despite Shepard's encouragement and her own fears of losing her due to some unfortunate mishap or something. Before she knew what she was doing, Asami stopped just behind Korra and wrapped her hands around the woman's front, her fingers interlocking over the dark skinned woman's stomach while her cheek rested against her right shoulder. Feeling her stiffen somewhat, Asami breathed easier when Korra just as quickly relaxed before putting her hands over Asami's, her warm hands were softer than they probably ought to be with all the fighting Korra did, but Asami didn't mind. If anything, Korra's soft hands were proof of the woman she saw beneath the confident smile and fiery, passionate spirit most people only saw on the surface. Asami knew her better though as she closed her eyes and simply breathed deep of Korra's calming, centering presence.
Despite how crazy things had gotten since Shepard and her people had arrived, Korra wasn't thinking about them, her focus solely on the beautiful woman embracing her from behind. The tickle of her breath along her shoulder and neck that sent small, pleasant tingles down her spine, the feel of Asami's chest rubbing against her back as they simply stood together by the dresser, and the genius inventor's hands around her stomach, locking her securely where she stood. Not that she wanted to go anywhere, not with the one person in her current incarnation she valued above all others holding her. Korra smiled and turned so that they were eye to eye, her forehead resting Asami's, her eyes closed as she basked in the woman's warmth. "I...have to be the luckiest person in the world." Korra whispered.
"I was gonna say the same thing." Bringing her hands up, Asami grabbed hold of Korra's fingers and brought them up to just about neck height, their breath mingling across their joined fingers. "Liz...gave me some advice, but I have no idea how to say what's on my mind."
"That's a first." Korra gently teased, hoping to coax her into admitting whatever she was thinking. "You're normally full of ideas."
"Korra-"
"'Sami, whatever you want to say, I'll listen." Korra promised, gently pushing Asami's chin up when she started to look down, her pale cheeks flushed in embarrassment. And while she had a few ideas to what was on her mind, Korra remained silent, letting her go at her own speed.
Taking a breath, then a second, Asami stepped back, more to give her whirling thoughts a chance to settle. When she began to speak, Korra had to strain her ears despite their very close proximity. "We've come a long way from where we were before, but with all that's happened, things are changing so fast. I don't even know what way's up some days between work, helping rebuild the city, protecting this world with you, Bolin, Mako, and all of our friends, but despite all of the craziness, I always have you to keep me going. You're the one constant in my life, and I don't want to lose you too. Not again, not ever."
Her choice of words were innocent, but Korra still grimaced uncomfortably at the reminder that she'd been gone for three years, six months of which she had traveled the world, trying to find herself again. No easy feat, but she pushed that to the side for now as she leaned against the dresser behind her, her long strong arms loose at her sides. "You know how much...what Zaheer did to me affected me, Asami. I was...lost, broken, I didn't know what to do for so long. I was ashamed, angry, frustrated...depressed, hopeless... I didn't want you or anyone else to see me like that, so...defeated. I'd died in a way I didn't think was possible, which is ironic since I've lived throughout the ages." She smiled weakly at the little inside joke, but the tears that had begun to fall down her caramel cheeks told another story. "I know you'd have done everything you could think of to help, but I needed to find my way back on my own...or that's what I kept telling myself. Yet when I finally mustered the strength to reply to the letters I got from everyone, you were the first and only person I ever wrote to. Hearing from you, even if it was through a letter, was the best thing I'd gotten in a very long time." She smiled a little wider despite the tears running down her face, and pushed away from the dresser to hug Asami close, her breath shaky, her arms shaking a little. "I was so alone, 'Sami. Yet that letter...it was a breath of fresh air. But I realized something, after sending you that letter, something I...think I'd already known but hadn't realized until that moment." She paused then before putting just enough space between them so that Korra could look Asami in the eye. "I'm afraid of losing you too, far more than I've ever been afraid of anything else I can think of."
Asami's slow, warm, tender smile that spread across her face was the most beautiful thing Korra had ever seen as the heiress took the Avatar's cheeks between her hands. Her thumbs gingerly wiped away Korra's tears as she leaned in, their lips meeting in the middle. How long they stood like that, neither could truly say, only that they were both red in the face and breathless when they eventually parted. "You'll always have me." Asami whispered, leaving a stray thought to sink back into her mind despite Korra's heartfelt confession. Instead of focusing on such things further, Asami took Korra's hands in hers before beginning to walk backwards, towards the bed.
She'd seen such looks before, especially now anytime she saw Liara and Shepard in the same room, but Korra felt her insides melt when Asami looked at her with such heat and desire as she soon found herself in the heiress's lap on the edge of the bed. Despite the nervous fluttering in her stomach, Korra draped her long arms over Asami's shoulders and smiled down at her. "Why do I get the feeling you have a dastardly evil plan in mind?"
Asami softly chortled but said nothing as she put one hand on the small of Korra's back while the other snaked its way beneath her blue top, peeling the soft, thick material away as she leaned in, her full warm lips attaching onto Korra's neck. The shuddering inhale was music to Asami's ears, and she grinned into Korra's caramel skin as she helped her out of her top, her lips never far from Korra's neck or the side of her head. Circling around her ear, her breath tickled across the sensitive lobe before she wrapped her lips around it, Asami's fingers found their way to the long arm bands, undoing those next before moving her long, ivory fingers to the front of Korra's chest. Running her fingertips up along her sides, Asami marveled at the way Korra's muscles tensed and trembled beneath her fingertips, and smiled a bit wider when she cupped Korra's breasts through her bra, a heated gasp her award. Gently, experimentally squeezing them, Asami quivered and smiled while Korra could only breathe heavier with every pass of her fingers, her thumb and forefinger lightly pinching her hardening nipples that had Korra bucking in her lap. Breaking away from her ear, her hands ceasing their slow torment for the moment, Asami whispered, "Are you okay to continue?"
"Y-yes. Spirits, yes." Korra whispered back, her eyes dilated and bright with need, desire, needing no direction to kick off her shoes or to let the rest of her clothes fall around her ankles once she'd reluctantly disentangled herself from Asami's lap. Nearly falling to her butt when her foot landed on her shirt on the ground, Korra waved her arms around and wound up spinning about on the spot before falling back onto the bed, her head coming to rest on the pillows at one end. "That was embarra-...uh." Leaning up on her arms, Korra looked up just in time to see Asami tossing her gray and red suit aside, her hair, once bound up smartly with a single band, now hung beautifully down her back. She watched, enraptured, as Asami undid her matching, crimson red bra before sliding her panties down long, slender legs, revealing a very light covering of raven black hair between her thighs.
"Like what you see?" Asami asked, to which Korra could only nod dumbly, much to the heiress's approval as she climbed into the bed, until they were eye to eye once more with Asami not quite touching Korra, who could only gape openly. This was really happening for them both, and while she could see Korra was nervous, Asami could easily see that her excitement overrode her fear. Leaning down to kiss her again, Korra's hiss as their bodies seemed to meld together made Asami's insides quiver in anticipation, aided further by the feel of Korra's warm, soft fingers as one hand rested against the small of her back while the other entangled in her raven locks on the back of her neck. Moaning into Korra's mouth when that hand on her back went down to her rear end, Asami leaned her hips back a little, encouraging Korra's further exploration, her lips catching the Avatar's bottom between her teeth.
"As-Asami." Groaned a needy Korra when her bottom lip, thoroughly teased between her lover's teeth while her skin broke out in pleasure induced gooseflesh just from this much, and Asami nodded, needing no further incentive. She watched, her fingers curling up in the sheets as Asami slid down, her lips blazing a trail down her front, pausing anytime she came upon a scar to give the little perfect imperfections just a bit of extra attention, of which Korra had her fair share, until she got to Korra's breasts. She flicked her pale green eyes up to the woman's face as she slowly moved ever inward, her lips catching the left nipple before her tongue joined in the slow, sensual assault. Jerking slightly, Korra quivered as her right hand pressed gently against the back of Asami's back, more in an effort to keep herself steady than to keep Asami right where she was, although she hoped she didn't stop. "Mmmph...s-so good."
Switching to her other breast, Asami's right hand picked up where her mouth had left off, while her left hand teased its way down Korra's front, over her thigh, and inward, gently spreading her legs apart so she could get to the real prize. Asami paused though when Korra stiffened, her big blue eyes snapping down to where her hand now resided. Realizing her mistake, Asami began to pull back, but Korra shook her head and in the next instant, her hand moved over ivory fingers, and held her hand there. "J-just go slow...I...I hadn't...haven't...f-felt anything below my waist for...a long time."
"I'll be gentle." Asami promised, her hand turning over to squeeze Korra's hand in her own, silently reassuring her while giving her a moment to calm down. While she'd made a full recovery, Asami could read between the lines well enough as her fingers moved back, slow and tender as she grazed lightly over Korra's nether 'lips', the feel of a downy fuzz sending a little thrill through the heiress until she felt dampness. Smiling in tender, soft approval at just how wet Korra was for her, she kept her caress light and slow, letting the Avatar acclimatize to the sensation as Asami dragged her fingertips over and over her slit, massaging the outer lips with care. It was just as well because, true to word, Korra proved far more sensitive due to the healed nerves and the return of feeling as she writhed and trembled beneath Asami. Whispering soothing words into the crook of her neck, Asami kept her touches slow, but she pressed more firmly, wanting to see Korra come undone for the first, and every time from here on out. She didn't disappoint in that regard as the palm of her hand pressed down against Korra's clit, having been rubbing up and down with every movement of her fingers, and Korra groaned, her neck straining as she arched her back, breathy moans pouring from her lips with every ragged inhale.
Korra's vision, blurred and spotted with stars exploding behind her eyes, slowly cleared, just in time to see Asami had brought her sticky, damp fingers to her lips, inviting her to taste herself. Needing no further encouragement, she swirled her tongue around Asami's digits, her lips sealing around them as the raven haired beauty watched, enraptured with sensual delight until she pulled her fingers away. Following after them, Korra leaned up only to fall back to the pillow behind her, her nerves alight with bliss as she groaned, feeling strangely awake yet tired at the same time. "That was...amazing Asami." She gushed, her eyes bright in the darkened room once Asami was sprawled out on her chest once more. Legs still trembling, Korra wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and buried her nose against Asami's shoulder. "Mmmm...so what's a girl gotta do to return the favor?"
"Keep being your adorable, dorky self." Asami teased even as her insides melted with renewed fervor, all too happy to allow Korra the opportunity to do that and so much more. Before she knew what was going on, Asami found herself on her back, and let out a surprised but pleased cry. Chuckling at the display of strength and eagerness on her part, Asami pursed her lips and gave Korra a coy look. "If you wanted to be on top, all you had to do was ask." She teased, chuckling again when her caramel cheeks turned bright red. Before she could begin to doubt her decision, Asami cupped her cheeks and kissed her deeply, her tongue teasing across Korra's lips as she did. "Its okay. I liked it."
"G-good, cause I'm hopin' you'll like what happens next." Korra replied as a gust of wind pulled the sheets up over them both before she disappeared, pulling the sheets over her head as she ducked down. Raising an eyebrow at this, Asami cocked her head and was about to ask her what she was up to, until she felt Korra's lips against her inner left thigh. Whatever question had been on her lips died there, turning into a groan as Korra's hands ran up her thighs. While she couldn't see what she was up to, Asami didn't have it in her to push the sheets aside, finding she rather enjoyed not being able to see what Korra did next. She'd have to keep this in mind for later on the off chance she got brave enough to introduce blindfolds into their future lovemaking, but that thought quickly derailed as Korra's lips moved from her thigh to her sex unexpectedly about that moment. "You're about as wet as I am 'Sami." Korra noted, the smile in her voice easy to hear, muffled as her voice was.
Biting her lower lip, Asami groaned when Korra's tongue joined her lips. Shivering as she watched the bulge in the sheets move slightly with every bob of her head, Asami groaned and spread her legs wider, one hand soon resting on the back of Korra's head while the other grabbed hold of the headboard. Slow laps of the Avatar's tongue soon left her panting and covered in a light sheen of sweat, and despite the mind numbing fog that became harder to push through, Asami couldn't help but feel a pattern in the way Korra tasted her. "Wh-what are you...ugh...oh...what are you doing to me K-Korra?" The soft, knowing chuckle was matched by the way she just knew Korra's eyes were likely lit up in mischevious delight at having been called out.
"I guess I'll just have to repeat myself." Korra teased, before purposely dragging her tongue's tip slower across Asami's dripping sex. Pulling the sheet back just enough so they were able to see the other's face, Korra drank in the way Asami's face twisted and scrunched up from what she was doing to her. Swirling her tongue just so, Korra repeated her earlier 'statement' for Asami's benefit.
Dragging her tongue from the top down across Asami's glistening folds, Asami tried valiantly to concentrate on what 'letter' Korra was etching into her flesh. I. "I?" She asked, to which Korra nodded just enough to answer her question after pulling her tongue back into her mouth.
Quivering when she started up again, Asami clenched her eyes shut, her nerves aflame in glorious, sensual torture. "L-L? O-oh! V...Eeeeeeh! E?!" Another nod, and Asami groaned approvingly, having a fairly good idea what Korra was 'saying' by this point.
That didn't mean she'd deny her her fun of course. Somewhere between the O and the U, Asami lost all sense of herself as her universe exploded, her mind consumed by the waves of pleasure and warmth that enveloped her as Korra spelled out just how she was feeling against her sex. Korra's name escaped her lips like a prayer, an exclamation, and the hand on the back of the Avatar's head pushed her closer, her hand trembling as the waves continued to crash over her. Opening her eyes a few seconds, or a few minutes later, she didn't know which and didn't much care, Asami found Korra's face, her chin and lips glistening from her juices, just a hair's breath away from hers. Pulling her close, Asami wasted no time in cleaning up the mess before kissing Korra once again, making it no secret how happy she felt now that they'd not only gotten over this little hurdle between them, but that there was no mistaking what the other felt, not that there'd been a lot of doubt in that regard. "I liked that very much." Asami said once they'd broken apart, her arms wrapped protectively around Korra's back, having no desire to leave the safety of their bed anytime soon. A thought occurred to her though, and she grinned teasingly up at Korra. "Although I think you cheated miss 'I've lived a thousand lifetimes.'"
"I didn't hear you complaining." Korra grinned right back before her grin turned into a warm, tender little smile, her big blue eyes glistening with tears once more. Unlike the last time, they were joyous ones, ones that she made no effort to hide. "Th-thank you...for everything Asami."
"You have nothing to thank me for." Asami whispered as Korra nuzzled her cheek into the crook of her neck, her hands running through the Avatar's hair, her earthy, clean scent thick in her nose. It was mixed with the smell of a fresh fire and a rich, spring breeze, the perfect blend of all of the elements she so effortlessly controlled, and it was all hers. "I love you too by the way."
"I know, but it's still something I'll never grow tired of hearing." Kissing her forehead, Korra sighed contently in Asami's arms until she felt the beautiful woman shift beneath her. Quirking an eyebrow, she had her answer when she saw the coy glimmer return to Asami's beautiful eyes. "A-again?"
"I've waited a long time for this silly," Asami replied, as if it should've been obvious to Korra, but as much as she wanted to keep going, the heiress's soft caress down her cheek calmed her somewhat, "but only if you want to Korra." She had her answer when Korra caught the hand on her cheek before she could pull it away, and lay a slow, sensual kiss to her wrist, a similar gleam returning to her own eyes.
"I'm all yours 'Sami."
