Korra's back deserves a title of its own lbr (it's totally not because I couldn't think of anything else).

Inspiration came from a combination of the art found here:

erimero tumblr com/post/71045846419/strike-a-pose

and tumblr user sniperct's tags that went something like:

okay but imagine asami trailing kisses on korra's back gently caressing with her fingers then nuzzling at her muscles and laughing softly and being just so happy that she's with her

I may continue this in the NSFW kind of way later... (while still keeping it as cute and fluffy as possible)

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A soft, abrupt snore made her eyes open, and the sight in front of her nearly caused her to laugh out loud.

Korra was lying on her stomach with her face fully submerged in her pillow and arms sprawled out on either side. Always the human furnace, the sheets had shifted down overnight to where it now exposed her naked back. Appreciating the sight very much, Asami was content simply to watch as it rose and fell with each slow, steady breath.

It took her a moment to notice the faint, reddened lines that marked Korra's impressive shoulders. Wincing in spite of herself, she ran a thumb over the tips of her fingers and realized it was probably time to trim her nails again.

Pushing herself onto an elbow and letting her hair fall to one side, she reached out and smoothed a palm over Korra's closest shoulder. Her skin was wonderfully warm, and the muscles were bunched and distinct due to her raised arms. Without thinking, Asami leaned over and pressed her lips to one of the scratch marks she'd made the night before.

Korra's breath deepened from the touch. She shifted, stretching a little with a small hum.

"Good morning," Asami said silkily as she moved to kiss the next scratch.

Korra relaxed as she exhaled. "G'mernng."

Asami chuckled, continuing to press small kisses across Korra's slightly injured back. "Sorry I scratched you."

"Hm? Oh," Korra buried her arms beneath her pillow, turned her face to the side, and cracked one eye open.

Asami shook her head at the goofy smile that appeared on the Avatar's face. Returning her attention to more important matters, she brushed her hand down Korra's side while curving the path of her slow, methodical kisses along her spine.

"Your hair tickles," Korra mumbled, her voice still groggy with sleep.

Without pausing her inspection, Asami brushed a hand through her hair to pull some of it back. In response, Korra dug one of her arms out from the pillow, raised her hand and swept it down. A gust of air blew over Asami's head, tossing her hair out and fanning it across Korra's back.

Asami giggled softly, pressing her nose into the base of Korra's spine where the small of her back dipped. "I didn't know you were a hairbender."

Korra chuckled. "I have many talents."

Hands on either side of Korra's trim waist, Asami traversed up her back. Each lingering kiss she pressed to Korra's skin made her dizzy with love and adoration, and she hoped Korra would notice how she couldn't stop smiling. She reached the top of her spine and nuzzled happily into her neck.

From the corner of her eye, she spotted Korra lifting the fingers of the hand she'd used to airbend, and Asami trailed her own hand over to it. Taking her time to caress the muscular arms she'd come to memorize so well, she finally slid her palm over the back of Korra's hand and laced their fingers together.