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A warm darkness surrounded Noatak , his body felt weightless. He didn't know where he was, he didn't even really know who he was. He wanted to speak but he heard no sound. He soon turned desperate to feel or sense something, anything. He could feel a panic attack creeping in when he finally saw something, a small golden sparkle that gradually grew in size. He didn't know if it was really tiny and in front of him or really far away and getting closer. Either way he focused all his energy on it and soon it formed into the shape of an owl.

"Human, what do you seek here in this relm?" Noatak was confused. He wanted to answer but again he couldn't seem to speak.

"Foolish human, you have no need for physical words here, use your mind, for you seem to have a very powerful one." Noatak felt his head nod and he spoke through his mind.

"Where am I? Who am I?" The owl's chuckle bounced in his thoughts as he failed to see what the owl found so funny. He was legitimately worried about what was going on.

"Worry not of the unknown, but of the known." The owl whoo'd and opened it's large wings. "You want answers human? I will show you the desires in your heart and the fears of you mind. I will show you the reality that you wish and the world that will become. Do you feel prepared for this human?" The owl's words swam through Noatak's head, it's words confused him but he did want answers and the owl was the only thing offering. With a confident nod the owl chuckled again and flew at Noatak, it's wings flapping around him, encasing him in a warm soft blanket. The blanket became heavy then, weighing him down. Fear crept into his chest as he tried fighting it off. With a gasp Noatak ripped the wings off of him only to notice that there were actual blankets on him and he was in a bed. The room around him was dimly lit and the air smelt of antiseptics. A throbbing headache started to form at the back of his head but he ignored it. His senses were frayed and he felt like he had just been blown up. Memories started to come back to him as he remembered the explosion and his younger brother. He knew the attack was done by Tarrlok. Muttering curses towards his little brother Noatak pushed himself upright and winced at the pain on his side. Looking down he saw that part of his side was patched up, the bandage showling small specks of blood where the wound had wept.

"Son of a bitch."

"Well that's no way to speak in the presence of a lady now is it?" Looking up quickly Noatak saw Korra standing in the doorway. Under her right arm was a bucket and her other arm held a cloth. Walking over Korra set down the bucket and cupped one of his cheeks with a warm hand. "But I'm happy to see that you are awake." Leaning in Korra gave him a passionate kiss on the lips and then pulled away. A thousand thoughts flew through his mind but in the end it came back to one thing, what the owl had said.

"Korra...are we...together?" Laughing loudly at his question Korra got up and retrieved some clean bandages.

"Of course we are Noatak. Did that blast mess with your brain or something?" Noatak's headache was growing in intensity and he gripped his head.

The desires of my heart...my heart desires Korra? The woman I am trying to kill? Moaning slightly at his headache Noatak closed his eyes and laid back down. A cool cloth was placed on his forehead and he felt a cooling numb encase his mind. Opening his eyes a little he watched Korra scrub her hands.

"I'm going to treat your wound, it will hurt but I'm quite positive you can handle it. I've given you far worse injuries than this little scratch. I usually don't poison you though.." Korra trailed off as she peeled back the bandage on his side. Noatak closed his eyes and let Korra do her thing. Soon she was finished and was adding the last bit's of tape around the bandage to keep it in place. A warm hand trailed up his chest and he felt her fingers claim his chin. Opening his eyes slightly he saw Korra come in for another kiss. Warmth exploded in Noatak's core when his lips brushed his. Never before has he kissed a woman he truly loved, and in this world he believed that Korra loved him as well. He knew that this was all false, and that it was all a lie, but he couldn't keep his emotions contained. Reaching up he cupped the sides of Korra's face and crushed his mouth on hers, the passion he felt for her burning up his insides. Korra was the first one to break the kiss, he allowed her to gasp for air before bringing her in again, his tongue teasing her bottom lip. Almost instantly Koora parted her lips and pressed her tongue gently against his. Tilting his head slightly he twisted his tongue around hers, both of them pressing into each others mouths. The heat grew and he grabbed Korra's arm and pulled her ontop of him. The kiss broke and Korra gasped lightly.

"Noatak, you're still injured." Noatak's brain registered the words but not the pain from the wound she spoke of. He gave her a "does it look like I care" face and tangled his fingers into her hair, pulling her down to claim her soft neck. His tongue teased her neck and he relished in the way her breathing changed. Biting a little bit of flesh he sucked on it and pulled slightly, her breathing hitched and he smirked. Trailing his tongue up her neck to her ear he gently blew into her ear.

"You are quite sensitive aren't you my Princess?" Noatak couldn't see Korra's expression and was a bit suprised when her fingers grabbed his chin and tilted his head back. Noatak's eyes widened as he felt her teeth graze down his neck. He could feel himself grow harder and by the way Korra pressed her hips onto him she felt it as well. Korra's hips continued to gently grind on him and a fuzziness washed over his mind. With one hand he gripped her waist and pushed his hips up against hers, his other hand trailed across her chest. Korra's back arched slightly and Noatak smirked. With his hands he pulled up her tunic and crept his hands under it, wiggling his fingers under the back of her pants, his other trailing back up to her chest. Noatak marveled at the softness of her chest as he grazed his fingers across them. When his fingers brushed over her nipples Korra bit down hard on Noatak's neck, her breathing becoming more labored. Letting out a small grunt Noatak grabbed her chest and squeezed. All ready her body was shaking and the warmth inside Noatak turned into a searing heat. Grabbing her by the waist he pushed her up then spun her so that she was laying under him. Her legs instantly parted and her arms wrapped around his neck. Noatak went down to kiss her but she held him back, her eyes averted and her face a bright red.

"Before this goes any further I...I just want to say that I l-love you." Again Noatak thought about how all of this was fake, none of it was real, it was just the golden owl showing him what his heart desired, and what other parts desired as well. He knew though that he loved this woman, he wanted to protect her and keep her from harm, he didn't want to kill her, he just wanted her to be his and only his. Smiling down at Korra be caressed her cheek, leaning down again he kissed her. Her lips were already parted and he pushed his tongue against hers. The kiss deepened as he pressed down onto her, his hands fumbling slightly with her tunic. Smiling into the kiss Korra arched her back and pulled off her shirt, her binding already loose, revealing her ample chest for Noatak to see. Her nipples were perk and were beckoning Noatak. Cupping her chest and sucked gently on them, her body was already squirming around. Pulling at the string to her hip shawl Noatak pulled it off, leaving just her pants left to remove. Anticipation was getting the best of him as he tugged at her pants. Leaning up he pressed his forehead on hers.

"We don't have to do this, if you want we can stop." Korra shook her head, her face red.

"No, don't stop. I want this, I want you. Please, don't stop." Feeling satisfied with her consent Noatak slipped his hand down the front of her pants. He took his time getting to her sensitive spot and relished in the way her body squirmed around. The heat was intense when he finally stroked her, leaving his fingers wet. She was ready but he wanted to play with her a bit more, if he was going to sleep with her he wanted to do it right.

Stroking at the inner walls Noatak pulled Korra's pant all the way down and slipped them past her feet. Stroking down and prodded his finger into where the heat was most intense. Looking up he noticed Korra biting her bottom lip and squeezing her eyes shut. Smirking he went and kissed her then pushed his finger further inside of her. The walls inside her were soft and hot, the wetness of her made him moan slightly and he felt his penis press against his pants. Gripping her hair he pulled her head back. "I want you really bad Korra." Korra moaned again and pushed her hips against him and pushing the finger farther inside. At that point Noatak couldn't hold himself back any longer. Pulling his finger out and pulled down his own pants, her legs were already spread out, all he had to do was position himself.

Leaning over her he felt her hand trail down his chest then to the head of his penis, her warm hands stroked along his length and he gripped the bed sheets. Pushing her hand away he gripped himself and gently prodded it against her. He knew it was going to be a tight fit and was trying his best to be gentle. After a bit of pushing he finally got the head in, from there he let go and started pushing a bit harder. Korra's face scrunched up a bit as he pushed farther. Her hips though pressed against him, helping him enter. It got to a point where he was able to press all the way in and skin was touching skin. He so badly wanted to thrust in and out like a mad man but he managed to stay there and let her adjust. The heat of being inside her just about blacked him out and he had to keep his lips sealed shut for fear of drooling. Before long he felt strong hands grip his waist and push him away slightly, only to pull him back down. Taking that as a sign that it was ok to move he carefully pulled in and out. The feeling numbed his mind as he lost himself in her. A moan escaped his lips as she started to move her hips with him. Pulling on her hair he started to thrust harder into her, his hips moving almost on their own. Again he moaned when she raised her legs a little bit, making him go in further. He felt nails dig into his back as he continued to pound into her. He knew she was close when her walls clamped around him tighter and moments later Korra was moaning into the air, the sounds just about drove him over the edge. Noatak tried his best to keep quiet but the feeling was too amazing and he felt himself get close. He wanted to come so badly but he also knew he would have to pull out last second or else he'll risk getting her pregnant.

Moaning into her hair Noatak gave a few final thrusts and he knew then that he had to pull out. With painful reluctance Noatak pulled out and quickly gripped himself and he felt himself twitch then come. It landed with a soft plop into Korra's sweating body, feeling exhausted Noatak slumped beside Korra. Both were breathing hard and shaking slightly. Taking a deep breath Noatak caressed Korra's cheek as her eyes closed with exhaustion. Whispering quietly he said "I love you Korra."


Noatak didn't know when it was he had fallen asleep but he realized that he was once again in that darkness.

"Alright owl. You've seen what my heart desires, my heart desires the Princess!" His thoughts boomed through the empty darkness and only silence answered him. Swearing colorfully Noatak waited for the owl to appear. It wasn't long until the golden sparkle came back and grew in size.

"Did you like what you have seen and experienced?" Noatak found the question stupid but said yes none the less.

"Good, now go see what it is that you fear." Once again the owl flew at him. This time he woke up quickly to find himself standing on burnt grass. Around him bodies littered the ground. Screams of pain and terror filled his ears as he took a slow three sixty. He was in a battle field, two armied fighting against each other. Mako lay a few feet away from him, his stomach had been sliced open, his insides strewn across the dead grass. Not far from Mako was Asami, she was still alive but the arrow protruding from her elegant form showed that she wouldn't be alive much longer. Fear filled his heart as he heard Korra scream in pain. Turning around he saw in the distance Korra fighting off a man.

"KORRA!" Breaking out into a dead sprint Noatak dashed to Korra. Blood had blinded her left eye and her clothing looked almost shredded. Her opponent was his younger brother who's eyes were ablaze with anger.

"That throne will be mine Princess." Korra's shoulders were slumped but she raised them again and got into her fighting stance. She was bad off but Tarrlok was just as worse.

"You have no right to rule this kingdom councilman. You wouldn't even have a right to rule over a pile of crap!" Tarrlok roared with fury and dashed at Korra. Noatak yelled and ran in between the two and punched Tarrlok to the ground.

"You will not hurt her do you hear me?!" Tarrlok rubbed his swollen jaw and looked up.

"Have you forgotten what our goal was brother? Our mission? HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHAT WE WERE TRAINED FOR?! Father trained us for this!" Noatak growled and kicked Tarrlok in the gut.

"That mission is over Tarrlok! That was fathers mission, not ours! I will not kill the woman I love!" Korra looked on with confusion and took this time to recover a little bit of energy.

"What are you two talking about!?" Tarrlok looked past Noatak to Korra. A smile crept onto his face.

"Oh? Noatak never told you? I mean, he is your lover after all." Noatak swore under his breath. He never turned his back on his brother but he could still feel the heat from her stare.

"Noatak...?" Tarrlok laughed loudly and smiled at his older brother.

"Go on, tell our little princess what your plan was." Rubbing his eyes in frustration Noatak booted Tarrlok in the face, causing his nose to break and for him to pass out. He felt a hand grip his upper arm and he turned around. He looked into the blue eyes of his lover and sighed.

"My father...hated your kingdom and your family. When he learnt that you were the only one left in the blood line he trained my little brother and I to become skilled assassins. He's dead now yet I still felt obligated to fulfill his dream of killing you. So...I joined as part of you staff and you personal body guard. My goal from the start was to kill you." Korra's eyes widened as she took a step away from him.

"Korra, I never expected to actually love you! To me you were all that I ever thought about! When I was growing up I thought about you constantly! I had to kill you but I never wanted to actually kill you because I love you Korra you have to believe me!" Shaking her head slowly Korra turned on her heels and ran. He took off after her and grabbed her arm. She struggled the best she could but her energy was gone. She felt betrayed and it was worse than having her arm cut off.

"You...you lied to me! You tricked me! I loved you! I hate you!" Korra pounded on Noataks chest and he only held onto her tighter. He loved her too much to let go. That's when he felt it, he felt every bit of it enter him. An arrow head pierced into his back, went through his chest and into Korra. It stopped, the point lodged into her chest. It wasn't dead into her heart but he knew it had grazed it and he knew it was too late. She was already dead. Gripping the sides of her face Noatak urged the light to come back into her eyes. He could take the hate, he could take the abuse he just wanted her back. After a few moments he couldn't take the pain. Gripping the back of her head he held onto her close, his howl of pain and grief filled the battle field. Everything stopped and froze. The golden owl swooped down from the cloudy sky and perched on the dead Tarrlok, a bow placed firmly in his hands. Bolin stood over him, an arrow sticking out of his shoulder. Everything was frozen like that and yet he could still feel the warmth from Korra.

"Human, do you see now? This is your future, you will get the Princess and through your lies you will lose her. What you do with this knowledge is up to you. Now wake up. The real world is waiting for you. And so is your princess." The owl swooped towards Noatak and he yelled. His yell transferred him to consciousness and he saw that he was back in that clean room. A blanket covering his bare chest and the wound on his side still fresh.

"Son of a bitch." A laugh came from the doorway and he saw an alive Korra standing in the doorway, a bucket in her arms.

"Now Amon, is that any way to talk around a lady?"


AN: I did it guys, I actually did a thing! Now this isn't really where I was expecting this story to go to but I like it. It'll be shorter than anticipated which is awesome because I'm much too lazy to write out a long ass fuckin story. I hope you enjoyed the lemon. It was fun to write.