Hey everyone! No, bronchitis did not kill me, I've just been extremely busy with life lately. I'm really sorry about making you guys wait so long. And now I guess I know not to make weekly promises anymore. But I'm going to continue this, and I figured since it's been so long, that I'll give you guys two chapters. Aaaaanyway, I'll skip the intro and let you guys get straight to binge- reading! So, here are chapters four and five, and I hope you enjoy it!
KORRA POV….
Asami doesn't stop pulling all- nighters and all- dayers (that's totally a word) with her paperwork for a few weeks. The only good thing about it now is that I know to be with her while she works, scowls, radio blasting in the kitchen as she scribbles violently onto a page. Rest my head in her lap as she takes inventory of all the parts that need to be shipped out, all the parts that need to be taken in.
She even asks me to come with her while she works on an engine that she perpetually tinkers on in the workshed of her mansion, insists to me that I won't have to do anything but hand her parts.
"Are you sure you want me in there? I always feel like I get in the way when you work on engines and such," I say, about to brush her off when she grabs my wrist and rolls her eyes at me, raising an eyebrow.
"No, of course you don't get in the way. And this part that I'm working on integrating into the engine is quite intricate, I need an extra pair of hands to help." I blink a few times as she takes my hands in hers, a thumb brushing over the skin as she looks at my palms. I've always loved Asami's hands. They're soft and delicate- looking, but if you look closer you can see the callouses that she's earned from years of hard work. Not rough, just… used. Her emerald eyes look up back to me and I try not to blush. "Can I borrow yours?" She seems to have changed her approach a little to get me to help her.
"Quite persuasive aren't you, Mrs. Sato," I say with a smirk and roll my eyes, following her to the shed.
"Aren't I always?"
….
I watch Asami reach up and stretch her back and shoulders and I cringe when her joints pop. She just chuckles as I sit and she rolls up the sleeves of her old button- down shirt, making her way underneath the stripped Satomobile's engine.
"Alright," I hear a muffled Asami's voice from where I'm sitting in my chair, and I just watch her feet fidget while she works on the engine.
"Allen wrench," I hear from underneath the engine minutes later, snapping out of my daydream immediately. I look around blindly at the monotony of screws and wrenches scattered about.
"Uh…"
"Oh, uh," Asami says, suddenly remembering my lack of knowledge. "The one that's really skinny and kind of bent like the letter 'r'. It should be on the floor somewhere."
"Oh, this?" I say and hand a shiny metal bar- looking thing to Asami.
"Yep, that's it," she answers, a hint of praise in her voice.
I sit on the floor and find myself watching Asami's facial expressions as the minutes tick by. Given, they're mostly scowls as she tightens bolts replaces screws. I don't often see her face like this, eyebrows knitted together as she bites at the inside of her lips. I hear her sigh openly at the machine and she opens her lips without looking over to address me. Actually, I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't realize I was sitting here.
"3/9 wrench."
"Uh.. 3..3/9." I fumble around and hear Asami chuckle despite the serious face I saw.
"It's the small one. It says 3/9 on it."
"Oh, okay... Ah, yeah. Here," I say and hand it to her, and she looks over with a soft smile on her face, a smudge of grease on her nose. The dark oil has a sharp contrast on her fair skin.
"You've got something right there," I say as I press a finger to the bridge of her nose, and she goes crossed- eyed for a second, trying to look at it.
"Oh, this happens all the time, you know that," she says and giggles a little. "I don't mind it- you know, I actually kind of like it," she says as she goes back to tinkering on the engine above her. "It makes me feel like…" She cusses quietly as a screw falls out of the engine, but she places it back quickly. "Like an artist. You know?"
"You are an artist," I answer quietly as I sit back and look around the room at the perfect disorder of everything- wrenches scattered about the floor in no particular order, plans for new ideas to improve the satomobile piled up against the walls. It's beautiful in a strange way.
Asami works for probably half an hour more, asking me to hand her all kinds of weird, often blackened with oil, pieces of metal and machinery. Asami might clean up well, but when it comes to her work, (and her inner personality to be quite honest), she's the most messily organized person I know. And I love that about her. And I love her.
I hear Asami sigh a contented sigh and a thwink of a screwdriver is placed on the cement floor beneath us.
"That should be about it. Okay, Korra, start the engine up for me."
The engine purrs to life when I turn it on, and I hear Asami's excited voice after a few seconds.
"Alriiiight! That's good Korra, you can turn it off now. Thanks."
"No problem, babe," I answer, and the engine grows silent once again.
I hear Asami hum as she seems to double check everything, and she talks again, her voice airy and surprised.
"That's weird. I haven't been able to get that piece in there just right for.. weeks. You're my good luck charm," she says and I scoff.
"I'm honored."
There's a long pause and it seems like Asami wants to say something. I hear her take a deep breath.
"Hey.. Korra?"
"Hm?" I say, rubbing off a dab of grease that I got on my finger from an oily wrench.
"So, I was thinking the other day, and I think that I'm going to let Aya start taking over more of the paperwork for Future Industries. I've put a lot of thought into it and I know it's not going to be easy for me to let go but I think that it's the right choice-"
I pull the slidy thing out from underneath the satomobile that Asami's rested on and prop myself up on the hood of the satomobile, a smirk resting on my face.
"So that's why you brought me out here."
"No, of course not!" Asami says, not attempting to move yet. I see her face pinken for just a moment. "Okay, maybe. But I also really needed you out here. This was one of the last things I wanted to finish so that I can get it started in production for next year's model, you know. This was one of the last things to check off my to- do list."
"Oh, really?" I ask, my eyes widening slightly.
"Mmhm," Asami says with a soft smirk, beckoning me down to her level with a finger, and I rest on my heels.
"I'm going to call in with Aya tonight and tell her that I'll be taking a week or so off. How does packing sound tonight, so we can get an early start in the morning?" Her eyebrows raise ever so slightly and the only thing I can think is how beautiful she looks with a smudge of oil on her nose and on her forehead. I can see a little oil on her jawline too, and the slight blush across her cheeks. This is the woman that I've made a life with, the woman I get to wake up to every morning. This is the woman I'm... going to start a family with. Her words snap me out of my thoughts, and I remember that I've forgotten to answer.
"Korra, you're staring," she whispers softly and smirks, bright emerald eyes burning into my own.
"Oh, I-" I say, my ears heating and my eyes dart away from her face. "That sounds great. So what you're saying is-"
"Yeah, that's what I'm saying," she interrupts immediately, her hand cupping my jawline. my eyebrows raise further as her hand grabs my collar and pulls me down, my lips just almost touching hers. "Are you ready?" I hear her say, eyes darting from my lips to my eyes. "For the spirit world, I mean."
"I've just been waiting for you, that's all," I answer, smiling softly. Asami smiles before pulling my lips into hers. I'm almost surprised by the intensity of her kiss.
"You really need to stop biting your lips," I say mid- kiss a few seconds later, straddling her underneath me. "I can taste blood."
"Oh, shut up," she answers cheekily, opening an eye. "I'll stop biting my lips when you stop biting your nails."
"Point taken," I mutter through dark red lipstick.
I'm not sure how much later we walk out of the workshed, Asami running fingers through her disheveled hair and buttoning up the last few buttons of her blouse as to not look messy.
…
It's dark in the mansion at night, on this rainy night. It's always dark here, though, without many street lights near the residency. Near the apartment in the city, well, it's right by the road, so there are always lights out and noises in the air- out here it's just so.. quiet. Soft. Dark. I think it bothered Asami before we moved in together, but she doesn't seem to mind it so much anymore with a little company. The dark gets to me too when I'm alone, so I certainly don't brush off her company either.
I sit on the floor of one of the many living rooms, staring idly at the small television that's left on the floor. The dark is calming tonight, and I hold a mug of tea in hand.
I look over my shoulder to see Asami walking through the room, just as she pulls a too- big shirt down over her frame, and I let myself stare at the small patch of her abdomen before it's covered up. Asami's lips are taught into a business woman's scowl as she sits down on the couch behind me, twirling the phone's cord that tethers it to the wall around her finger.
"Who is it?" I whisper, and she frowns.
"I'm trying to get in touch with Aya. I should've known it's too late to call her." She says and curses under her breath before hanging up the phone. "Oh well, I'll just have to call her in the morning."
"Oh well," I say softly as I set my mug down and sit up on the couch with her. I wrap my arms around a broad torso and hear a soft, warm chuckle. Her hand traces up my back and I can't help but feel goosebumps on my arms.
"So, what are we going to do in the spirit world tomorrow, Asami? Do you have any plans to request?" I ask, my head resting on her chest.
"Hmmm," She answers, a hand carding through my hair. I rest my body on top of hers and I feel her legs wrap around my hips. "I think… I want to see all the different sceneries in the spirit world. That sounds fun."
"It does," I murmur as I press a whisper light kiss to her neck, and I feel her hands run down the length of my body.
"Are there lakes in the spirit world just like there are forests? And mountains, and things like that?"
"Of course there are, where do you think all the spirits live?" I answer, smirking at her. She nods and shrugs.
"Hey, you're the one with all the spirit knowledge." She seems to be having trouble keeping a steady conversation.
"Oh, I have all kinds of knowledge, babe, spirit or otherwise," I answer back and raise an eyebrow, and she scoffs at me.
"Well why don't you show me, then, avatar Korra?" She retorts quite smoothly, holding me by the chin.
"I thought you'd never ask," I croon, my lips starting at hers and trailing down her jawline (and that jawline could kill a man, let me tell you), past her neck and collarbone. I've just rolled her shirt up to her ribcage and I'm slowly making my way upwards when-
Bbbbrrriiiiiing, brrrrriiiiiiiing
"hOLY-"
I hear a loud groaning noise come from Asami as she opens her eyes, a slight blush across her cheeks. "It's probably Aya, I have to get it."
"Yeah, I understand," I mumble, and frown deeply as she pulls her shirt down and goes over to the receiver.
"Hello?" She says and throws her hair over her shoulder, sighing once. "Oh, Mako! I.. yeah, no, we're not asleep."
"Certainly," I mumble on the couch, and Asami smirks and shakes her head.
"Tomorrow morning you want to.. come visit?" She pauses. "Yeah, no, of course you can come over. We'll be leaving pretty early in the morning, though. We're actually going on a vacation of sorts, to the spirit world. But you and Bolin are always welcome to come over." Another pause. "Yeah. 5:30 is fine. We'll see you then." She presses the phone to the base and sighs. "So we have company tomorrow."
"Why does that not surprise me?" I say, running a hand over my face.
Asami just shrugs as she makes her way back over to the couch, a grin on her face. "But we still have plenty of time to finish what we started," she says, and I feel my ears heat as she stands beside the couch, hair waving past her shoulders.
"A- Asami, what're you doing?" I ask as I'm picked up bridal- style, Asami's eyes deadlocked in front of us as she determinedly makes her way to the bedroom.
"No way I'm gonna be cramped up on the couch like that," she says and grins down at me, and I feel a heat make it's way across my cheeks even more.
"Well alright," I mumble, chuckling, being swiftly laid down on the bed.
"So, where were we?" Asami says as she climbs over me, sitting her hips level with mine.
"I, uh," I mutter, sputtering as Asami begins rolling her shirt up to her ribcage.
"We were about here, weren't we?"
I can only nod as I feel my entire face go red, even redder as Asami pulls her shirt over her head. It's not long before my shirt is off as well and we're rolling around on the bed, sharing kisses and lounging on each other before getting to anything serious.
"Why do you always have to be on top, huh?" I mutter teasingly.
"Oh, come on, Korra, you know you're the one that always tries to be in control," she chuckles back and presses a lingering kiss on my neck. "Well.. I won't let you this time," she adds softly, a hand trailing down my hip. I try to give her some trouble and roll her over but she gives me daggers, pressing one of my wrists into the bed.
"Korra, honey," she whispers and smirks at me dangerously, bringing her lips to mine. "Don't fight me."
"I don't think I'm in any position to now," I mutter in defeat as her lips begin tracing the outline of my abs.
"That's right, you're not."
I just feel her toying with the elastic in my underwear when the phone on our nightstand starts ringing, and I cover my face with my hands.
"Not again," I groan, and Asami collapses on me, the frown on her face undeniable.
"It's like eleven thirty at night," she groans. "Who could possibly need to call that much right now?"
She places the phone to her ear, still propped up on my chest.
"Hello?" Her voice is unmistakably irritated, but her eyebrows raise almost immediately. "Oh, Aya!" She sighs. "Oh, no, it's fine dear." She covers one end of the phone up and looks at me. "I'm sorry, Korra. I have to, you know."
I sigh audibly, but nod and give her a kiss on the lips (that lingers a second longer than it probably should have), sitting up as she stands. The covers fall from me and I let my eyes trace the outline of Asami's body. She doesn't even bother to put her shirt on as she walks about the room, lamp light highlighting her shoulder blades and soft, curving back muscles.
I expect to be bitter but only for a few moments, because I can't help but smile when I see Asami talk about taking a vacation with her wife for a while and how she feels comfortable giving Aya a promotion. I can just hear Aya's excited chittering voice on the other end, and I chuckle. I'm also glad for Asami, that she's learning to let go. I'm proud of her.
And fortunately the conversation doesn't last long, and soon Asami climbs back into bed with me, soft skin against mine. Her body is warm as she snuggles up next to me and wraps her arms around my waist, nose neatly tucked underneath my chin. And although I can tell that the intense heat that was between us has passed, it's been replaced with something softer, sweeter.
"So.. that's that, huh?" I whisper, turning off the lamp light.
"Mmh, yeah," she mumbles, a finger tracing up my spine and down my leg.
"I'm glad everything's worked out."
"Yeah.. me too." A pause. "Hey, Korra?" She mutters, and I raise an eyebrow.
"Yeah?"
"I'm excited about our vacation," she says and I can hear the smile in her voice.
I chuckle. "I am too." I lean down and press a kiss to her forehead. "You're so cute."
"I'm not cute," she says with one last chuckle, closing her eyes. "I'm powerful."
"Oh, I'm well aware of that too."
….
I feel the morning come soon, darkness showing outside the window. I can just make out the songs of birds, and I reach over to wrap my arms around Asami, only to find a warm absence beside me. I take a deep breath and stretch, opening my eyes to find Asami slipping a shirt over her head, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You're up early," I mumble sleepily, stretching. I wrap my arm around her hip, letting my fingers trail under the soft fabric of her shirt.
"You forget that we didn't pack last night. Also, that Mako and Bolin are coming over in an hour. She stretches her arms up and I feel her muscles contract under my fingers. "And I need to get a shower if I want both of them to keep believing that I look great all the time."
"But you do," I say with a smile, blushing ever so slightly as I feel her hand wrap around my bare waist and pull me into a kiss.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Avatar Korra."
"I know this," I answer with a smirk as she heads to the shower.
….
Luckily we're both dressed and beginning to pack everything up just as Mako and Bolin knock on the door, Bolin stretching and yawning as soon as he enters the room. Mako looks around disapprovingly.
"It's a mess in here."
"That's because we're packing," I say as I throw an extra pair of socks into my pack. "We don't tell you how to keep your house, do we?" I smirk at him and he rolls his eyes jokingly.
"You got any food?" Bolin says as he makes his way into the kitchen, and I hear him shuffling through cabinets.
"There's some ramen up there somewhere," Asami says after him, zipping up her backpack. "And some cereal too. You guys knock yourselves out."
"You bet!" Bolin yells cheerily.
….
Asami and I finish packing up shortly, meeting them in the kitchen.
"So you guys just wanted to drop by, huh?" I say, making myself a bowl of cereal. "No reason in particular?"
"Nah," Mako says nonchalantly, heating up a bowl of ramen with firebending. He scoffs. "Oh, come on, you guys drop by on us all the time. What are friends for, right?" He pauses. "I must admit, though, I felt kind of bad calling so late. You sounded a bit aggravated last night on the phone."
Asami coughs and we share a glance across the kitchen.
"Pff, nah," she says, chuckling almost convincingly and effectively avoiding Mako's gaze. "Just tired, that's all."
"So, why are you guys going on a vacation?" Bolin says, mouth half full of cereal. "Any special reason?"
"Uh, well," I mumble and Asami raises an eyebrow at me from across the kitchen.
"What?" Mako says confusedly, his eyes darting from me to Asami. "Are you guys hiding something from us?" He frowns a bit.
I raise my eyebrows at Asami and she chuckles a little, nodding and giving me the go- ahead to tell them.
"We're were uh.. thinking about starting a family," I say and watch Bolin and Mako's faces instantly go slack.
"Whoa, whoa. I think I'm missing something. If you guys want to adopt, why are you going to the spirit world-"
"We're not adopting," Asami says calmly, reaching up in the cabinet to grab a granola bar. I watch her explain to them what General Iroh explained to her in the spirit world so many weeks ago, and their mouths literally drop open (just like hers did). I smile at them and cross my arms, watching Mako's funny eyebrows drop.
"So you two are gonna… have a child."
"If everything works out, that's the plan," Asami says nonchalantly, shrugging. "And before you say it, we've put a lot of thought into it. We have. We've just had time to adjust to the idea."
"I just have a hard time wrapping my head around all of this," Bolin adds.
"Yeah, we did too, believe me. But it's worth a shot, right?"
"I'd say so," Bolin says, before giving both of us the biggest grin and picking us both up simultaneously. And although it's small, I see Mako chuckling at us from out of the corner of my eye.
This might work after all.
…..
I strap on my heavy pack and Asami does too, and we walk out of the mansion before it begins to get too hot outside, the sun halfway in the sky already. Our plans were put off a little because of Bolin and Mako's visit, but I don't think either of us really mind. We're finally getting a much- needed vacation, and that fact in general outweighs the setback. Asami is free from work for an entire week, free from paperwork and pens and ink stains on her white blouses. And I'm free from the new airbenders for a whole week, free from getting frustrated about them learning basic moves over and over again. I don't have to worry about getting air slapped in the face for my whole vacation.
We walk to the spirit world in comfortable silence, Asami's thin fingers interlaced with mine. It's a windy day, but not uncomfortably windy. I can feel the wind card it's fingers through my hair as we make it through the forests and spirit vines, making sure not to trip over the spirits littered here and there.
The spirit world greets us in a flash of light and a rush of energy, and I find us in a field of softly- colored flowers before I know it. I adjust the straps on my back and look over at Asami, to find her soft gaze already fixed on me.
I smile up at her, at how her eyes are lit up so brightly.
"So, where to first?"
Ch. 4
KORRA POV…..
We spend a good portion of the morning in an orchard, or something comparable to it. Full, weeping trees stand all around us with leaves shading us from the morning sun, dappling sunlight against our skin. Asami dozes her head against my shoulder after we've eaten a few of the round, plump pinkish- purple berries that fall off the trees. And of course, the little pink spirit is there, nestled in my lap. I watch its chest rise slowly in sleep and trace my fingers up and down Asami's lower back.
I realized that I've dozed off as well when I feel a small kiss rest against my neck, and I find that I've fallen asleep against Asami. Her hand cradles my cheek and I wait for my eyes to adjust before smiling.
"You fell asleep," Asami croons, giving me a peck on the forehead.
"You did too," I retort sleepily, nuzzling my nose into the crook of her neck.
I hear a soft giggle and a few fingers trace up my back. "This is nice."
"Mmh, yeah," I answer, sighing against her.
I pause for a while, listening to a soft breeze stir through the trees and closing my eyes. My mind wanders and I jump a little when I remember something.
"Hey, you wanted to go all around the spirit world today, right?" I ask, resting my head against her shoulder. I look up at her expectantly.
"Korra, we have an entire week," she croons softly, chuckling. I think I catch her roll her eyes playfully. "We have plenty of time and I'm not in any rush."
"Oh, right," I answer, smiling and chuckling a little at myself. "I keep forgetting that we don't have to be in a rush right now. I'm so used to flitting around all the time."
"Me too honey, me too," she whispers, wrapping her arms around me to pull me into her lap. She's so warm. "But.. just try to relax."
"I'll admit, it's not really that hard to relax right now," I answer with my eyes closed, a grin spread across my face.
I hear a soft, easy chuckle close to my ear before Asami presses a whisper light kiss to my forehead. "Good girl."
…
I imagine we spend the entire morning among the trees before deciding to pack up and head towards one of the larger streams that inhabits this part of the spirit world. Asami said she wanted to see the spirit animals that lived in the rivers, and I just laughed at her.
"What?" she said, sounding jokingly offended. "I like the way river animals look, okay, and spirit world ones would look even cooler." She paused. "So shut it, almighty avatar."
…..
She takes off her pack and shimmies down the riverbank, long limbs trained to hold her body steadily. I skid down the side of the bank as well, watching her as she hops along the large, flat rocks to the middle of the river, crouching down close to the water.
"What are you doing, just sitting there?" She asks playfully, an eyebrow raised as she looks back at me. She's crouched down on a rock, perched on her heels. "I know you're enjoying the view," she says playfully, sliding a hand in her rear pants pocket and grinning devilishly, "but you've gotta come here."
I sputter a little. "W-what kind of person do you take me for?" She just laughs, recognizing a phrase she often says, and beckons me over. I scoff. "Fine, fine, I'm coming."
When I get to the river and perch on the rock, I see a funny little gold Koi fish, swimming among the rocks and against the tide of the river.
"It's struggling," I mumble, frowning softly at the fish, it's golden tail flitting back and forth.
"Nah, it's not," she says and chuckles, nudging the fish forward with her hand. The little creature seems to startle, and darts up the stream. "It was just resting."
"Hmm," I mutter thoughtfully, sitting back on the rock. "You seem to know a lot about fish."
Asami just shrugs, hugging her knees to her chest as she sits back. "When you live in a mansion, you usually have a Koi fish pond out back." She chuckles. "I spent a lot of time bothering tons of innocent Koi."
"That sounds fun," I answer softly, gazing at the way the soft breeze plays with her hair.
She shrugs a little. "Eh, it was okay I guess." She pauses for a while. "After Mom had died, I spent a lot of time out there by the fish, and I named every single one of them." She smiles a little, albeit sadly. "I would always feed them bread and crackers." She sighs. "Memories I'd rather not delve into right now."
"I understand," I say softly, a hand on her back. "But it is a pretty fish. I doubt any like that were in your pond."
"Nope," she says, a whisper of a smile on her face. "Not any quite this pretty. The Spirit world really is something, isn't it?"
"It really is." I say, looking over at her wistful face, and smile softly. Even better when you're here in it.
….
The first few nights we camp out in the spirit world, we sleep in a tent among trees and grass, almost prairie- like plains. And it's not a big tent, but it's big enough for the two of us, certainly. We both fall asleep almost immediately, cradled in each other's embraces.
"Goodnight, Korra."
"Night night 'Sami."
…..
We both soon learn that climbing the shaggy mountains of the Spirit World is a lot more intense than visiting the streams and sleeping in the forests and prairies. These mountains are a little different than the mountains we've seen back at home, and certainly different from the mountains I've seen at the South Pole. Luckily, there's somewhat of a trail, although it's overgrown with long grasses and brush, an occasional spirit looking out from it's dense home at the two visitors coming by.
…
"What even is our objective?" I huff while climbing over a mass of gravel. "We're just… climbing?"
"I want to see the view." She pauses, looking back at me with a smile on her face. "Oh, come on. You know the view has to be gorgeous."
"Okay, okay, point taken." I mumble, smiling slightly. But I know that the view really doesn't matter to me. I'm glad that we're having such a good time this week so far, though, laughing and traveling around the huge expanse of spirit world. And even more than the view, I'm enjoying being here with her.
I pause, looking around us at the sun- hardened clay and sun- darkened rocks around us. There are little tufts of grass growing out from the cracks in them, swaying to and fro in the breeze. I hear Asami squeak up ahead and adjust her footing. "Asami, everything okay up there?"
"Oh, yeah. Just be careful of this rock right here, it's loose."
"Ugh, be careful, Asami," I groan protectively up at her.
"I am, I am. You be careful, too."
"The only difference is that if I fall, I can rely on my airbending to not go splat on the rocks below us," I mumble, hoisting myself up onto a platform to catch my breath for a second before climbing once more.
"Fine, you have a point. But we're almost at the top anyway."
...
Once we've reached around the top of the low mountain, the sun is halfway down the sky and we decide to set up camp. A soft breeze runs its fingers through the grass around us, and I flop down, wiping some sweat away from my forehead with the back of my hand.
"That was pretty intense, huh?" I chuckle with a sideways glance over at Asami. She's setting her pack down, grabbing a few granola bars out for us to eat.
"Oh please," she chuckles sarcastically at me. "I've been through much worse, honey."
"You do have a point there, I guess," I say as she sits beside me, and I try not to have a flashback to equalists chi blocking me and earthbenders throwing rocks at my face. I've certainly been through worse. I guess it's hard to believe how much better things have gotten since then.
…..
ASAMI POV…..
It's surprising how long it takes for the sun to go down if you stare at the sky- stare at the pink turning to red as the stars inch up into visibility. But if you look away for a single moment, the night falls on you. Just, drops. No warning at all. Maybe that's how life is. I focus in on the fire crackling over to my right.
"You're getting sappy over there, I can feel it," I hear Korra chuckle over to my left, hair waving in the gentle breeze and effectively snapping me out of my daze.
"You caught me," I laugh at her a bit abashedly, and she wraps an arm around my hip. I lean into her shoulder and press my nose against her neck. "You smell nice."
"I smell like sweat and wind," she adds, raising an eyebrow at me. "That can't smell nice in the slightest."
"Oh, just take the compliment," I groan lightheartedly at her, tugging at a strand of her hair.
She groans for a second and I tug on her hair harder. "Ow- Ugh, thank you, 'Samiiiii," she says, stringing out my name, and I release her hair from my grasp. "So mean to me, I swear."
"Nah," I say and brush her off, giving a soft kiss and a slightly more intense bite to her neck. I hear a soft gasp before she regains her composure.
"Oh, trying to play that game, are you?" Korra growls at me playfully, pushing me back a little and pressing her soft brown lips to mine. "I can play too, you know."
"Oh that's so unfair," I whine back at her with my lips still against hers, pushing back a little forcefully.
"How is that unfair? I'm not being unfair at all," She whispers darkly back at me, pushing a hand against my shoulder and forcing me to the ground underneath her.
My eyes widen as she crawls over my body, and I don't even try to fight her as I feel her sit on top of my hips, her seductive stare turning into a curious one.
"What are you thinking about?"
I chuckle a little, realizing that I was staring past her and into the stars.
I wait a while before replying.
"It's dark."
"Yeah, isn't it pretty?" A pause as she looks around. "Oh, crap," Korra says suddenly. "We forgot to put our tent up." She starts to get up before I stop her, hands grasping at her hips. Her eyebrows raise as I sit up and let her straddle my lap.
"Don't get up," I mumble intensely, and I watch a small smirk make it's way across Korra's lips. Her eyes dart over to the small, curled up pink spirit behind us. I imagine it's staring. "We don't need the tent."
"What are you saying, Asami?" She asks me, her face suddenly serious. I watch her eyebrows bunch together.
"You know exactly what I'm saying."
"I…" Her face registers some kind of nervousness. "Are you sure?"
"If I wasn't sure, this wouldn't be happening," I answer, my face stern but my voice soft.
"But we're outside and it's windy and there are rocks all over here and-"
"If you don't want to, you don't have to, Korra," I answer, my gaze softening. No way I'm going to do this if there isn't consent on both sides.
"No, of course I want to." She stares at me and nods, her gaze levelling. I can feel a warmth make it's way through my entire being, from my the top of my head to the end of my toes.
"Then come here," I growl, holding her face in my hands and pressing her lips hard into mine. She returns my passion just as forcefully, using her body to press me down into the ground. Thankfully, the part we're sitting on is mostly soft, downy grass. Over a few feet and I'd be lying on gravel.
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For a few minutes we simply kiss, but it doesn't take long for things to heat up. Usually we take our time with things like this, but tonight it seems impossible to take it slowly. There's too much heat in the air. Yes, it's kind of chilly outside. But that's not what I mean.
Korra soon begins to tug at the hem of my jacket and shirt, and I help her unzip my outer clothing and pull my shirt over the top of my head, leaving me clad in only a bra, jeans, and boots. Certainly a combination.
Her hand is timid, so I help her hand reach behind me and unclasp my bra. Even in the darkness I can see her cheeks blushing when she looks down at me, straddled between her thighs. I can only smile at the softness in which she looks at me.
"One thing," I whisper before she begins. I reach down and take both of our pairs of shoes off, and I unzip her jacket. "If I'm going to be naked, you need to at least be partially naked," I say and smirk.
"Point taken," she says with a slight chuckle, taking her shirt off in one deft movement, leaving her torso bare except for the bindings wrapped around her chest.
I sit up and smile a little at her, reaching around her back to where her bindings tie. "Let me take those off for you."
I see her raise an eyebrow and a smirk forms across her lips. "Please."
I unwrap the bindings off of Korra slowly, letting my lips travel down past her collarbone to kiss her soft, warm chest. I smirk and bite down on her to coax a high moan from her lips.
"Alright, look," She growls, pushing me back. "This isn't about me, Asami." Her eyes are like daggers, and she situates herself on top of me once more. "This is about you. Even though that felt great, this is still about you." Her lips travel down my neck, and I shiver a little. "Now," she whispers right next to my ear. "I'm going to take my time with this. If you want me to stop, just tell me. But otherwise, you had better prepare yourself." As I'm about to reply she bites down on my neck, and I gasp a little. "That's my girl," she whispers.
The minutes tick on as her lips trail past my neck and down my collarbone, her lips lingering on my chest for I'm not sure how long. I feel her tongue trace my abs and I run my fingers through her hair, tousled already and blowing in the wind.
She unbuttons my pants with a practiced ease, slowly sliding her hands down my thighs as she slips the fabric off of me.
"Goodness, Asami," I hear her whisper as she sees the moisture on my underwear.
"Shut up," I whisper, grateful for the break but still panting.
I feel her slip the elastic down my legs and kiss the insides of my thighs, and I smile a little.
"Well aren't you just the sweetest."
"Only for you," she whispers and chuckles, trailing her tongue upwards. I can feel the little pink spirit's soft purrs close by now. I imagine it's excited about this. It has been waiting a while, after all.
An immediate whimper makes it's way through my lips when I feel her tongue push through me, a hand caressing it's way down my hip. Soon she switches to her hands, and I know that I'm not going to last long. Not against her. This is a battle that I can never win. Not that I want to win or anything, but still.
My body shivers and shakes, and I feel one of her warm arms wrap around me. She hasn't stopped what she's doing, she's just holding me and trying to comfort me at the same time. I nestle my nose in the crook of her neck, and I gasp and moan into the cold night air. Although, it doesn't really feel that cold anymore.
This is the most intensely I've ever felt before in this kind of situation. It may be the setting, but I imagine it's mostly because of what I know is about to happen next. It's not just another warm night beneath the covers without any result. Tonight, we might actually be making a child. And I know I feel so great about this because it's hers. And I know nothing is for certain. But we have a chance, at least. We finally have a chance.
I repress the buildup in my muscles for as long as I can, but I know that I won't be able to hold it in much longer when I feel Korra biting down on my neck, tongue swirling around on my skin.
"Oh, God," I moan, gripping onto her bare back. The nails dig in and I hear her hum a low moan.
….
I'm able to hold on for just a few minutes longer, my body racking with tension.
The next time I open my eyes, I see Korra's pupils dilate a bright blue, and I curse as I try to hold on to the amount of control that I have. It doesn't work, and with one more push of her hand I feel myself lose complete control. My body rocks with an orgasm, and I can barely open my eyes. But with the little vision that I have, I can see Korra's bright blue eyes above me, a small, pink spirit in her hand.
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KORRA POV…
"Be nice in there," I whisper to the small, delicate spirit. I almost feel bad at making Asami look this helpless, but I know that it has to happen. And her moans are amazing to hear, after all.
I bend the spirit of the small creature in my hand and place both of my palms on Asami's lower stomach, my eyebrows furrowing close together with the amount of focus it takes to do this. I know it can't take long for this to happen, but it feels like it takes an eternity.
Once the spirit has vanished, I snap out of my violent fury of spirit energy and begin gasping, holding myself over Asami's pale, flushed body. I press my lips to hers and she kisses back softly, her hands holding my hips as I rest my body on top of hers.
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Until next time!
~Beff Monster