Seriously, can someone tell me what I'm thinking?
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Korra unlocked and opened the door, stalking out of the room. Her hands were balled into fists again and her teeth were clenched. Her ears were lopsided on her head, not that she cared. She shoved past people until she could find her way to the front door. Just as she reached out to grab the doorknob, she heard her name being called over the noise. She looked over her shoulder and saw Kuvira making her way towards her.
"Where'd ya go?" she asked. "I've been looking for you for the past twenty minutes."
Korra didn't say anything, instead looking in the direction of the bedroom. Kuvira followed her gaze, spotting Asami exiting the room while adjusting her horns. Kuvira looked back at Korra, ready to say something, but Korra didn't give her the chance.
"I'm going back to our dorm." she said.
And she was gone.
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-Missed you at the rest of the party ;) ~Asami
Korra had read that message over at least a dozen times since Asami sent it to her early that morning, and still hadn't replied. The guilt had come again, stronger than ever, eating away at her without any hint of going away anytime soon.
Despite that it had been over a few hours ago, Korra could still feel everything. She could still hear, see, smell, touch. She could still feel Asami's fingers tangled in her hair, tugging whenever she hit a certain spot. She could still hear Asami moaning her name, urging her on. She could still see Asami writhing below her on the bed, trembling against her. She could still smell Asami's perfume, filling her nose when she was buried between her legs.
Korra bit her lip, her mind flooding with the memories. Her stomach knotted and pulled, making her wince. No, Korra had not been touched that night. She wasn't ready for it. But she might as well of been. Butterflies had caused a frenzy in her stomach and they were sending shockwaves through her nerves. That same familiar heat was building and she crossed her legs, staring at the floor.
"Spirits, Korra!" Asami cried, the music drowning her out. It occurred to Korra then just how loud that music was. She could feel the beat pulsating throughout the room.
Korra felt her heart pound the more Asami moaned and arched her back. With each stroke of her tongue against the taller girl's nether region, it was as if Asami was producing a new sound.
Korra closed her eyes, putting her face in her hands and groaning. She recalled Asami thanking her, saying how she'd been waiting all day for it.
"I would've said something sooner, but I tried Mako again first." Asami said, a glint in her hypnotizing green eyes. Korra was already at the door, ready to open it, when Asami spoke up again. "I don't know what it is about you, Korra, but you really know what a girl likes."
Korra blushed heavily and left before she made another mistake.
Why did she have to say that, of all things? As if it wasn't already hard enough to deal with her. She could've just left it at Mako. That would've made the rest of that night bearable, and Korra probably would've stayed. Was this all on purpose? Was Asami purposely fucking (pun intended) with her emotions? They had been such close friends before, why do this now?
"Damn it, Asami." she moaned into her hand. "What are you doing to me?"
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I think I like the idea of short chapters for this story. One long chapter to lead up to it, then a chapter afterwards to explain what occurred afterwards and how Korra felt.
Thanks for reading!