It was hard work for Bolin. He had recently taken over the job of Assistant Chief of Police under Chief Beifong's care. He did most of the dirty work for her, filing paperwork, hauling criminals into jail, often being sent on ginseng tea runs. At the end of the day, he was always exhausted.
Korra, of course, had even longer days as the Avatar. After her meetings (she requested only four two-hour meetings daily to minimize the load, even though she always ended up staying another hour and a half), she usually scurried home to take a nap before Bolin came home, and he wakes her up and they cook dinner together.
Then, they give each other backrubs, and, if they make it, they fall asleep in bed together.
Bolin had already rubbed Korra's back, and now she was kneading tension out of his. They were clad in their pajamas; Korra in a blue robe with her underthings on underneath and Bolin wearing his shorts.
"Bo?" Korra said quietly as she worked on a rather tight knot under his shoulder blade.
He groaned. "Yeah, Korra?"
"Do you think we should take some days off? Maybe once a week, we stay home?" Korra's words were almost lost in his moans and groans. Back massages were a very big turn on for him and she knew it. He reached behind him and grabbed Korra's hand, stilling her movements. She opted to wrap her arms around his middle and play with the dark trail that goes underneath his shorts. He shuddered and tried to focus again.
"Korra, why do you say that?" He asked, covering her hands with his own larger ones. Bolin brought her hands to his cheeks and nuzzled them.
"Well, we both work hard every day. We both exhaust ourselves at the end of the day. We're always tired beyond belief and then we wake up the next day, we do it all again," she said. She nuzzled her head into his back and pressed soft kisses on the back of his neck.
"You know what? Let's take tomorrow off, Korra," he twined their fingers together. "We can feed the turtleducks in the park and ride bikes together -" his excitement grew as he continued, "- and ride in one of those shawrick things and dance along to the radio!" He picked her up and started dancing around the room with her, Korra laughing and trying to keep up and Bolin singing some imaginary tune. She swung her legs around his waist and he planted his hands firmly on her bottom and the two jumped around the room. Korra shrieked when he dipped her, her unbound hair brushing the floor.
Korra could hardly control her laughter. "B-Bolin, calm down!" She was swept up into his arms once more and the two of them continued their dance. Eventually, the pair ended up falling down onto the couch, breathless. Korra pressed a kiss to his neck and snuggled in.
"Or, maybe, we can sleep for half the day and then lounge around in our underwear," she whispered, a yawn interrupting her halfway through the sentence.
Bolin yawned too, and he wrapped his thick arms around her. "That sounds even better." Korra wiggled her whole body and cuddled up to her favourite pillow.