CHAPTER WARNINGS: hot tub, magic penis, fellatio, fondling, doggy style, anal fingering, anal sex.

NOTE: Again, quite sorry about delays getting this posted. Been doing a lot of work on a lot of things, and hopefully you'll see the fruits of that labour soon! Anyway, on with the chapter!


~ CHAPTER NINE ~

Neither of the two were in a particularly buoyant mood following that. Eventually, Asami decided she could not help but call the Fire Pit and demand to speak to a manager about the lackluster service they had received. Though the employee's tone turned distinctly more uncomfortable when she deduced the reason for the unpleasantness, she did promise to provide them with a complimentary meal to make up for their negative experience. She said they were entitled to fine Fire Nation cuisine, despite their, to quote, "alternative lifestyle choice." Asami told her that she and her life partner would have to consider it further.

Of course, once she hung up she got no end of razzing from Korra for using the label "life partner", but Asami couldn't bring herself to mind terribly. At least Korra was in a better mood for that moment.

The next morning, they opted to have juice brought to them in the gym instead of eating first. Once they had worked up a sweat — this time, only by exercising — they retired to the dining room for a well-earned breakfast.

Fresh juice and a vigorous workout were exactly what Korra needed, as usual, to take her mind off her troubles. When she went toe-to-toe with Asami it was easy to forget about the Fire Pit, about the explosion, and to just melt into the serene presence of her partner. By the end of their workout she was practically in her own little world.

Then Asami's butler interrupted. Someone was on the telephone for Korra: Chief Lin Beifong. She took the phone with a sudden and renewed vigor, eager as she was for any news about the explosion.

"Avatar Korra," Lin greeted her cooly. "I thought I would find you with Miss Sato. We need to talk, all of us. Can the two of you meet me back at the site of the bombing?"

Korra agreed quickly, said goodbye to Lin, and immediately told Asami everything. "She said it was a bombing, Asami," she concluded softly. "We were right. Someone did that to...to those people's homes, on purpose!"

Deflating on the spot, Asami put down her knife and fork, sliding her fruit away from herself. Her appetite had mysteriously vanished. "As we feared. Did she give you any more details or just ask us to meet there?"

"Just… show up," Korra replied, at a loss. "That's all. Lin isn't really much of a talker, but we gotta go. It's kind of my job to look into this kind of thing, and… well, I'd feel a lot better about it if you're helping me."

"Of course, Korra." Standing up, she turned toward the door before glancing back at her. "Did you... I mean, did it sound urgent? I don't really want to show up to a crime scene in an official capacity wearing a tank top and shorts."

"We should probably put on some real clothes," replied Korra. "But we shouldn't waste time, either. Lin Beifong doesn't ask for help unless she really needs it."

In short order, both Korra and Asami were dressed and off to the scene of the crime in one of Asami's more practical Satomobiles. When they arrived, the place looked almost deserted, except for a couple of police officers standing outside the building. As soon as they parked their car, Beifong emerged from among them.

Something disturbed Korra immediately about the building. "When we were here right after the explosion, weren't there Spirit Vines growing all over one side of this place?" she whispered to Asami.

"You're right," Asami answered her. "Were they removed to examine the scene more thoroughly, or what?" Then they were within a few yards of the chief, and she cleared her throat to address her. "Chief Beifong, good morning."

Lin answered with little more than a nod. This was not, in her opinion, a good morning. "I'm glad you're here," said the chief. "I need your help. Follow me."

Then she turned on her heel and led them into the half-ruined building, straight to the scene of the explosion. It could hardly be called a room anymore; all that was left was a charred doorway opening to the outside world.

"This was a deliberate attack, without a doubt," Lin continued. "But we can't figure out what the exact explosive compound was. That's why we need your help, Asami. And Avatar… do you have any idea how an explosion could have scared away all the vines and Spirits from the building?"

"If I could take a few samples of the debris with me, perhaps myself and Varrick could deduce its composition," Asami said at once before looking to Korra for her opinion on the other matter.

Korra looked deeply disturbed. "I… I've never heard of anything doing that," she admitted. "Maybe they were just frightened? But if it had something to do with the unknown compound, I'm sure and Asami and Varrick can find out."

"We'll do our best," Asami promised the chief.

"Good," Lin barked, motioning to a nearby officer to collect and hand over the samples they had discussed; clearly, she anticipated this to be their course of action. "The sooner we can make these streets safer for all of us, the better. I don't want anything like this happening on my watch ever again."

A few minutes later, they were walking back toward the car, Asami carrying a small leather case full of ash and other evidence. It had a number etched into it, and somewhere there was probably a logbook detailing what had been handed over to her.

"Guess I gotta be careful with this, don't I?" she chuckled quietly. "Wouldn't want to wind up in jail because my staff accidentally threw it out."

"We'd better just… take care of it ourselves," Korra replied absently as they got into the vehicle. Her mind was far away, lingering on the missing Spirits and their vines. Maybe they were overthinking it. Maybe the Spirits had fled for the same reason the humans had. But Korra had a feeling something much darker was happening.

"How soon do you think you and Varrick can get started on that stuff?" asked Korra, after they'd been on the road several minutes.

"Well, if I send him a message, we could probably get on it after lunch," she began warily. When they were stopped at a light, she turned to look at Korra more properly. "Is it making you that nervous? I know this is a terrible thing that happened, but the only real result is a few vines disappearing and some unfortunate property damage."

"Well… I have this weird hunch," Korra replied quietly. "Lin said they didn't know what the explosive compound was. What if… what if the stuff is designed to scare Spirits away?" She looked at Asami, searching her eyes nervously. "I know it sounds crazy, but...do you remember when that taxi driver told us that there were groups of people getting together who aren't happy about living with Spirits? What if someone like that designed that bomb?"

"But... if they can make something like that, what's to stop them fr-"

Her thought was interrupted by a loud horn blaring behind them. It seemed the light had turned while they were speaking. Sighing, Asami pressed the gas pedal down and drove off.

"I'm worried about the Spirit Portal now. If their aim is to destroy that, wouldn't it unbalance the world again?"

"I...I don't know," Korra admitted with a little shame. "There were only two portals before. But I don't know if this one is essential now that it's here, or… or what. There's no precedent for this at all."

Frowning deeply, Asami merely remained quiet all the way back to the Sato offices. If they were going to bring the evidence to Varrick and begin collaborating, perhaps it was best they get straight to it rather than putting it off for later.

"Go ahead and call up Varrick," Korra said as they climbed out of the car. "I think I need to speak with Tenzin and Jinora. If anyone can tell us what this might mean, it's probably them."

Nodding, Asami pocketed her keys and placed one hand on Korra's shoulder. "Hey. While you guys are contemplating gloom and doom, just remember that we're doing our best, okay? Don't... feel too badly that this happened. You can't be everywhere all the time."

Asami's words touched on one of Korra's deepest fears: she couldn't be everywhere at once, and someday, she might be gone when the world needed her most. "I know," she replied softly. Then she kissed her lover's cheek and said, "I'll be back for dinner, okay?"

It was only a brief kiss, but it gave Asami a clearer indication that she was going to be alright. "You'd better." Then the Avatar was streaking through the sky on a swirling ball of air, and she was left to deal with the satchel of evidence.

~ o ~

"Ahhhhh," Asami groaned into the empty room as she sank into her bathtub later that evening. "That's so much better."

The day had not been a short one. Varrick, while quite excited to be given first look at such protected evidence as a Spirit-related terrorist attack, was an exhausting individual on the best of days. His wife, Zhu Li, did her best to keep his most irritating tendencies from wearing the two of them down. With moderate success. Still, she had been glad to get out of there.

What she was not glad of, however, was Korra's missing their planned dinner together. She had phoned from Air Temple Island, of course, letting Asami know that Pema had insisted she stay to eat — besides the fact that Tenzin had more questions, both about the explosion and what they had seen during their brief journey through the Spirit World. Though she did miss her presence, she understood. They were family to Korra; extended and eccentric family, perhaps, but family nonetheless.

However, when Korra was still not back by the time she finished her own supper, she decided to draw herself a hot bath and allow the stress of the day — not to mention the remaining sweat from their workout that morning — to wash away. It was positively divine. Within minutes, she had forgotten the entire rest of the world existed, floating there in the heated and perfumed water with only her arms and face above the surface.

Meanwhile, the Avatar in question felt terrible coming home hours later than she said she would, even though she had called to let Asami know and apologize. But, in truth, she had needed to stay. After speaking with Tenzin about the strange attack near the Spirit Portal, as well as everything that had happened in the Spirit World, she knew that she needed to remain and figure everything out. At least now she had something to tell Asami, something a little better than "I don't know."

When she came into the Sato mansion, the first thing she did was call her lover's name — but the butler shushed her and told her that Miss Sato was in her bathroom suite, so she'd simply have to wait. Korra replied curtly, "I think 'Miss Sato' is fine with me coming in." Then she proceeded to take herself upstairs and enter Asami's room, ignoring his few sputtered misgivings.

"Hey," Korra said sheepishly as she stepped into the bathroom, and her eyes fell upon Asami lounging in the big tub full of bubbles. "I'm really, really sorry I'm so late…"

Asami started to sit up, to cover herself in alarm, but then her conscious mind caught up to her instincts; this was Korra. Modesty was no longer necessary. "That's alright," she sighed, head now completely above the water. "You haven't seen them in a while. How is everyone, how are Jinora, Ikki, and Milo? Is the baby getting bigger?"

"Everyone's good," Korra replied a little distantly. She had so much new information to tell Asami, she was a little wrapped up in just where to begin. "Um… is it okay if I jump in with you? I could use a relaxer."

"No," Asami teased, gesturing to the enormous vessel. "This bathtub is clearly only big enough for one person."

Korra was already taking off her clothes when she laughed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, clearly. Thanks." Then she sank down into the water, releasing a long, tense sigh. "Mmmmm… yeah, that's really nice. So. Umm, how did things go with Varrick?"

Almost automatically, her lover drifted over and nestled herself into the crook of the Avatar's arm. "Nicer now. And Varrick was… Varrick. He did have an interesting notion about the substance, though."

Korra eagerly wrapped her arm around Asami's shoulder as she settled in beside her. "Really? Already? What does he think?"

"Well, there was too little of it to be conclusive, but he says that among the gunpowder there seemed to be traces of mercury." Sighing tightly, Asami lowered her voice as she said, "And I'm sure you remember how much fun you had with that last time."

It took Korra a moment to place the name with the substance, but then she immediately gave an almost-imperceptible shudder. "Mercury…" she repeated softly. When she had been poisoned with it, mercury had wreaked havoc on the spiritual energies in her body. Could it disturb the energy of the Spirits themselves? "We need to get this information to Chief Beifong. She might be able to find our next lead by looking into who's been buying mercury in Republic City."

"We will. Varrick and Zhu Li are still running some tests overnight, to see if they can present more solid findings. They should be finished in time for us to drop by first thing in the morning." Then she passed her hand up and down Korra's abdomen comfortingly. "Don't worry, it was too minimal to affect you, but if anyone was breathing the dust for more than an hour just after the explosion, they might become ill, or lose their Bending temporarily. The effects are unpredictable."

Korra's arm tightened slightly around Asami. "I can't believe somebody would expose innocent people to that," she said in a soft voice. Then again, after all she'd seen and dealt with as the Avatar, maybe she shouldn't have been surprised at all. "But it's… sort of in line with what Tenzin and Jinora said." She took a deep breath before continuing. "I spoke with them about the explosion, and the vines, and… and about the stuff that happened to us in the Spirit World. Then Jinora and I meditated together. She said that the Spirits in and around Republic City are really, really scared right now, because somebody wants to hurt them. But that's all they'd really tell her."

That caused Asami to sit up slightly, searching Korra's face for how she was feeling, what she was thinking. "You... do you think that had anything to do with the Spirits being unkind to us? Not that all of them were, but I can think of a few that certainly misbehaved when compared to their peers."

Asami tried quite valiantly to suppress a shudder, but it couldn't be done; she'd never be able to forget completely, even though she no longer associated what happened with who Korra was. Catching the shiver, Korra's eyes saddened visibly, and she ran a comforting hand up and down Asami's arm.

"Yeah, I know… I know. Tenzin thinks so, anyway. He says he's never heard of… of a possession like mine happening before." She leaned over to kiss her lover's forehead. "Tenzin also said the Spirits are more likely to act out against people when they feel threatened. So the more stuff like this happens, the more dangerous the Spirits will become."

"I see." Leaning up to press her lips into Korra's neck, she sighed as she released the tension that had brewed in her after the memory resurfacing. "As long as we stay out of the Spirit World until we solve this crisis, I don't think it should pose a major problem. Did… you really tell a man like Tenzin everything that happened with your possession?"

Korra blushed a deep shade of red, immediately fearing she had betrayed Asami's privacy and trust. "N-Not everything! Well, I… all the important points, yes, but not the explicit stuff. I told him the Spirit turned me into a man and made me really angry and possessive and… that we had sex, yeah. I- I mean, Tenzin isn't a prude! The man's fathered four children…"

Now Asami was blushing, too. So now there was another person who knew they were having sex — a person who wasn't a Spirit, at any rate. "W-well... I do trust Tenzin, of course. It's not a big problem. But did you have to tell him we had sex?! Gosh, I don't want to know about his and Pema's bedroom activities, either!"

"Well, he said it was important that he have all the information! I didn't want to make him think the Spirits are safe if they aren't right now. And I didn't go into a whole bunch of details! Just that it happened."

"Okay, okay! What's done is done, I guess!" As they both settled against each other again, Asami thought for a moment before saying, "You know… I'm still not sure how I'm going to face Tenzin the next time I see him, but on the other hand it's nice that somebody else knows now. Makes it more real."

"Don't worry about it," Korra replied, trying to sound comforting. "I asked him not to mention it to anybody, and I know he wouldn't embarrass you by bringing it up." In truth, it had been difficult for her to talk about it with Tenzin… especially while trying not to admit to herself how much the memory of it still turned her on. Shifting uncomfortably beneath the water, she said, "So…anyway, I'm just glad to be back. It was a long day."

"Such a long day. A better one now, of course." As she tried to settle, Asami noticed the shifting. Her finger briefly poked into Korra's side. "And I'm guessing that making you think too long about what happened in Spirit World is making this bath a little warmer for you. Gosh, you really are just a walking erection with breasts, aren't you?"

Korra blushed even deeper than before. "I'm a—hey! I… well, maybe that's not so…" Her indignant face melted into a wolfish grin. "Well, around you, how can I not be?" She turned a bit and placed her hands on Asami's hips, running her palms and fingers up and down the wet, soapy curves of her body.

One exasperated gasp later, Asami rolled her eyes. She was smiling, however, and ended up chuckling quietly. "Fine, fine. What is it you want from me tonight?" Her ruby red lips alighted on the end of Korra's nose. "Should we see how long I can hold my breath?"

"Hold your breath?" Korra laughed, growling a little under her breath as she pulled Asami closer. "That won't be necessary…" She did shudder a bit, though, as she imagined Asami ducking beneath the water to pleasure her with her mouth. No, she had something else planned… something she'd been pondering ever since her possession in the Spirit World.

Lifting herself up to sit on the edge of the tub, Korra Bent some water into her hands and began manipulating it into a long shape. "I'm still kind of ashamed of it, and ain't thrilled about how it happened, but… it felt amazing being inside you like a man," Korra explained softly. "I want to do that with you again, except as me. In a way that makes you comfortable, and happy…"

As she spoke she moved the tendril of water down between her legs, threading one end of it inside of herself like a phallus, before shaping the other end until something resembling a man's erection was emerging from her sex. "So…what do you think?"

That was definitely not what Asami had been expecting. Just watching Korra's body move had been enough to intrigue her, but the new makeshift appendage was even more alluring. Curious, she reached forward and pressed her finger against the tip; it gave slightly, but did not yield as water would normally.

"How are you doing this?" she asked as she began to stroke along it, feeling her fingers getting wet from the contact even though it never changed in size. "Is it all Waterbending, or did you throw in some Air or Earth?"

Korra hummed with gentle pleasure as Asami touched her new member. "It's all Water," she replied with just a little pride. "I can make it stay like that for ages. And I can… nnnhh… I can feel the ripples when it moves with pressure." It wasn't exactly like having a man's erection, but it was the next best thing, and certainly much less intimidating.

"Really? Hmm..." Rising out of the water slightly more, Asami ran her tongue over the tip of it, barely enough to shift the mass of the shaft. "Do you feel that? Just wanting a frame of reference."

Korra's jaw dropped and a slow shiver traveled up her spine as Asami's tongue drifted over the tip of her member. "Ohm—yes! I can definitely feel that!"

Meanwhile, Asami was equally amazed for a different reason: it felt more rigid than she had been expecting. Not like the real one she had in the Spirit World, but still firm, still a relatively solid phallus. It was rose-scented, as all of the water in the tub was.

"Do you want me to... drink you?" Again, her tongue rolled out, this time encircling the "head" of Korra's temporary sex. Korra gave a soft groan as Asami's tongue went around the head of her shaft.

"Yes!" she sighed, tangling her fingers into the dark hair in front of her and pulling her a little closer. "Yes, please…"

"Mmhh!" Asami cried in mild surprise — but there wasn't nearly the trouble she was expecting. Rather than firm resistance, she felt the length — which was not of a negligible size in any sense — sliding easily down her throat. Her gag reflex tinged once, very mildly, then vanished. It was the easiest thing in the world to take Korra to the hilt with a cock like that.

Korra's eyes fluttered and rolled as Asami took the quivering shaft into her mouth. To her surprise it progressed easily down her throat, until those pretty red lips encircled the very base. Through her close connection to her native element Korra felt the tightness and warmth, and it made her groan deeply.

"Ohhh Spirits…" she shuddered, lovingly cradling Asami's face in her hands. "A-Asami… you… ohhhhh, d-don't stop…"

In all honesty, Asami was pleasantly surprised this was working. A watery facsimile that really stimulated her? She knew partly it was because the base included Korra's clit within it, so clearly the ripples of energy were crashing against that and helping to increase her enjoyment that way. Hoping she was doing this correctly, she began to bob her head up and down experimentally, feeling it slide in and out of her throat with ease. Yes, she had to align herself just right to accomplish that feat, but it was entirely possible and quite easy.

Rendered speechless, Korra simply moaned and clutched at Asami's hair as her beautiful head bobbed gently up and down along the shaft she'd made for herself. This alone was better than having a real erection; this felt more natural to Korra, more real. She needed more. Letting Asami pleasure her like this was magnificent, and yet she longed to truly be inside her.

"That's enough," Korra gasped, gently pulling Asami away from her pulsing shaft and hoisting her up into a passionate kiss. "I need to be inside you," she whispered, kissing gently down her lover's throat. "Please let me take you…"

"Ooh," Asami managed to breathe shakily. Truth be told, she was only vestigially aroused so far, but the urgency in Korra's voice was helping that along. "You... want me up on the edge of the tub, or down in the water?"

"I want you to turn around," Korra whispered, sliding back down into the tub and spinning Asami gently. "I… I want to take you like I did in the Spirit World…" Her voice was nervous but decisive as she gently bent her lover at the waist, placing those slender hands on the edge of the tub. "But better. The way it should have been… for your pleasure."

Of course, Korra loved the view she had with Asami bent over in front of her. Her shapely ass sat just above the water, with the warm surface lapping against her sex, cascades of dark hair tumbling over her pale shoulders. Placing both hands on Asami's hips, Korra ran them slowly up and along her curves, gently cupping both breasts in her palms. Her calloused thumbs ran steadily around soft, pink nipples.

"NnnnNNnhhh! Oh, Korra, you know what that does to me!" Maybe she didn't; there was never a formal discussion of their bedroom activities, other than the Spirit World incident. But the callouses dragging over her sensitive buds only made her want it more; she loved that Korra could be both rough like a man and gentle like a woman. It was everything she could ever want.

Standing on tiptoe, Asami pushed her hind end back against the Waterbent sex of her lover, feeling its length settle against her cheeks. Between that feeling and what was being done to her chest, she was nearly ready to take whatever Korra had to give already — and it had been a mere few minutes since she came home!

Korra smiled and groaned as Asami pressed her firm rear back against her sex. "I know it makes you make the most wonderful sounds," she chuckled, pinching and tugging ever so gently at the hardening buds. After a few more moments of this torture, Korra reached down and gripped her new phallus in one hand, guiding its tip to the outer folds of her sex and rubbing it there in a slow circle.

"Do you want this?" the Avatar whispered, stroking her lover's chest and hip with her free hand. "I need you to tell me."

Biting her lip to keep from moaning out again, Asami nodded, but she knew that wouldn't be enough for Korra — for either of them. Not for a while, anyway. Taking a few quick breaths, she opened her mouth and managed to growl through the curtain of pleasure assaulting both above and below, "Yes, Korra. I... I want it. You. I want you."

The moment the words "I want you" passed her lover's lips, Korra pressed her hips forward and entered Asami. She gave a long, low groan as the water of her shaft conformed to those tight walls, sending firm ripples down across her clit and into her own sex.

"Nnnnhhh-hah! Yes! Spirits, Asami…"

The outcry was both sharp and immediate. How could Korra feel this fantastic inside of her — especially when it wasn't even a real cock? Yet even though it was less effective in some ways than the one Korra had sported before, it was far more efficient in others. It filled her everywhere. The one hand still playing across her chest only made it that much harder to keep from screaming out Korra's name to the heavens, but she tried, she did her best to behave like a lady. Korra had a way of making that difficult for her, but it didn't mean she was to give up entirely.

Almost right away, Korra took hold of Asami's hips and began gently rocking back and forth against her firm rear, filling her and retreating repeatedly. The sensation through the water felt like the rhythmic roll of ocean waves. "Nnnnnhhh, nn-n-yes! Asami, moan for me… l-l-let go, sweetheart…"

The pressure was too much. "YES! Korra, NNNhhh, it's s-so good! How do you do this to me?!"

Thereafter, with every thud of the wet length deep into her body, Asami cried out with pleasure, hands slipping over the porcelain as she attempted to hang on for dear life. This was one wild ride that promised a big finish at the end.

Her lover moaned in abandon, basking in the sound of Asami's cries and the feeling of her tight walls. Spirits, she was the most beautiful thing in the world!

As Korra looked down to admire her lover, she spotted the tiny, puckered hole above her sex, and a wolfish grin spread across her face as an idea occurred to her. Slightly slowing the rolling of her hips, the Avatar traced one soapy finger just around the tight ring of muscle, pressing with the tip ever so softly.

"Nhhaah! Nnhh- OH?!"

That was the sound that came from Asami when she felt something that was most unexpected. Did Korra know where she was touching? Maybe she had merely readjusted one hand and the finger wound up there by mistake. It was a curious sensation, but she should probably let her know right away.

"Korra... th-that's my... your aim is a l-liiittle too high!"

"I know what it is," Korra panted with a soft laugh. She let up on the pressure, just tracing a lazy circle around it with her finger as she continued thrusting against her. "Do you like how that feels?"

Truth be told, it made her weak in the knees — but she wasn't sure if it was the good or bad kind of weakness yet. Merely that it was very, very unusual. Her instinct was to just say "no", to deny that the feeling thus far piqued her interest slightly. After all, that was such a dirty area, and not one she'd ever known to be used in these sorts of activities!

Although, now that she stopped to think about it… she thought she had heard Mako and Bolin jesting about one of them "taking it in the ass" a few times. She had assumed they meant being kicked there, not literally accepting anything into such a tight hole! Was that possible? Was it healthy?

"Korra," she moaned throatily, the thickness within her making it almost impossible to think things through properly. "I... I don't know, I'm... keep going, b-but slow! Please! I'm st- still not sure!"

Korra flushed with desire. "As slow as you want," she whispered, leaning over to press a kiss against her lover's shoulder. Then she probed gently forward again with her finger, barely half an inch past the tight ring of muscle. She even stopped moving her hips for a moment to let Asami adjust to the sensation.

"It feels strange at first," she chuckled. "But I think you're going to like it very much…"

Except she didn't — that wasn't exactly the term she would use. It wasn't enjoyable, but it was... interesting. Disbelief and shame flooded through her body as she felt the finger making its sway inside of her. It felt so huge! Yes, it was probably only because she wasn't used to anything going in there, but the fact remained that she could scarcely stretch out to accept it. And all of this while Korra's water-cock was resting within her.

"Do... have you done this to yourself before?" Asami asked weakly as her fingers attempted to hang onto something, anything.

"Yyyep," Korra replied with a smirk. "Sure have." She didn't want to ruin the moment by mentioning that this was one of Mako's favorite ways to take a woman; so she merely focused on giving her lover as much pleasure as possible. "You just have to be open to the possibilities…" She moved her finger a little deeper and gave it a tiny wiggle. "Ohhhh… you're so damn tight!"

"UHHHNGH!" Asami wailed, voice dipping deeper than it normally did during their sessions. Korra couldn't be serious! She was really going to take her in a second hole — even while she was in the first one? Though her conscious mind hated the idea, thought it was vile and depraved, she couldn't deny her body's response. The favourable response — eager, even. It wanted to be taken this way, was more open to the possibility Korra was presenting than Asami wished it were.

The noise Asami made was on the fine line between pleasure and pain, so Korra removed her finger and dipped it in the soap bubbles before sliding it smoothly back in. Then, after another minute of teasing, she added a second finger. The tight entrance reluctantly accepted both digits. Asami's eyes and mouth were all wide with disbelief. This was really working; and she wasn't in any true pain, wasn't kicking Korra for being this presumptuous. Two fingers, inside there!

Then after another few moments, Korra removed them both and replaced them with the tip of her water shaft. "Relax," she whispered, massaging her lover's hip as she began pressing gently forward. "Breathe deep."

"Relax?!" Asami burst out in complete shock. "You… that was at least two fingers you just had back there! Maybe three!" But she did nothing else to stop Korra, nothing to prevent what was coming. The round head of the watery shaft was already at her secondary entrance — as she now had to think of it — and showed no signs of slowing. Why was she wasting her breath commenting on what happened before instead of stopping her?

Because she wanted it. That was the Spirits' honest truth: she didn't know how much she would or wouldn't enjoy what Korra was about to put her body through, but she was far too curious now to turn her down.

Korra moved slowly forward until the whole length of her shaft was buried in her lover's ass, and she gave a low moan. "Ohhhh, Spirits...nnn-n-ngh! Asami!"

Why did it feel both so unbelievably wrong, and so satisfying? She wanted it to be bigger, wanted Korra to push it in deeper — and hated wanting that. But like it or not, this was happening, and both of their bodies seemed to be completely ready to do more.

"Korra," she panted weakly, face grinding down against the side of the bathtub. "Do you... like this? Being in me, back there?"

"Ohhhh yesss," Korra replied without hesitation. "Feels so good! Nnnnh… ahh..." She began to thrust steadily in and out before noticing Asami's face resting on the hard tile. That wouldn't do. She angled her hips a little and pulled her lover up and back, so their bodies were pressed tight together, and began fondling her breasts as she moved inside her.

"NO, you c- AH! My tits!" Asami hated hearing herself refer to them that way, it just slipped out. She'd never called anyone's breasts that in her life, and here she was shouting it out as a thick length of Waterbending slid in and out of her ass, the calloused fingers pawing at her chest, sliding over the sensitive nipples. It remained to be seen if she could climax this way, but she certainly wasn't going to complain about how it felt.

Good. Damn her and damn Korra, but she didn't hate it.

For a second, Korra feared that she had hurt Asami, that she needed to stop; but the noises she made were undoubtedly sounds of pleasure. Thrusting a little harder, she reached down to tease Asami's clit with one finger, still gently cupping her breast with her other hand.

"Fuck!" Another word Asami had never used, yet again emerging without her will making it so. "Korra! Korra, it's s-so much, I'm- NNHHHAH! What are you doing to me?! AHH!" The combined sensations were wiping all conscious thought away, causing her head to spin, her legs to swing back and forth in the water. How could this be so good, so satisfying? The cock wasn't even where it was supposed to go!

Korra couldn't help but laugh between her own moans of pleasure. "I'm fucking your ass," she whispered right against Asami's ear. "That's what I'm doing."

More shame flooded through Asami at Korra's defining words; she really was fucking her ass. Much worse, the shame only seemed to make her body enjoy the treatment all the more — the way Korra stroked her clit a little more firmly, crying out as her lover's whole body tensed and clamped down around her shaft.

"Nnnnnnhhh you feel so damn good… Mmmmhh! I want you to come for me, Asami..."

Why did she have to like feeling a thick shaft sliding through her rectal muscles, deep into the warmth beyond? Korra wasn't even bothering to go slow or be careful anymore, simply driving it hard into her over and over. And she didn't hate it, didn't want it to stop the way she had expected she would eventually when they first started doing this. It made everything else more sensitive — the fondling of her breast, the taunting of her clit. She really was going to climax this way if it kept up, and she was going to do so very, very vocally.

"I can tell you're close," Korra teased, nibbling gently at Asami's ear as she continued fucking her and teasing her clit. Her fingers stroked more firmly over her sensitive nub, grip tightening ever so slightly over her nipple. "Come on..." she groaned, now rolling the swollen clit between her fingers. "Come for me, Asami… I wanna hear you scream!"

Even the ear-nibbling made it worse. Since when were they so sensitive? "HHnnaAH! Korra, my- AHhhhnn, Spirits help me!" Both of her legs shot out to the sides as she felt Korra ramming her harder than ever, her clit being almost pinched between rough digits. How badly she wanted to finish! She'd never been this close and never wanted it more, and all from being pounded in a place she had not imagined using for anything this insane. Her own hand raised to clutch at the breast Korra had left untended, needing to hold onto something — and felt the climax swell to fill her, just beneath the surface. Another minute more...

"Fuck me!" she heard herself screaming, tears pricking her eyes as she realised she had lost all reason, all reservation. "Do it, fuck my ass harder! Make me come!"

Korra was happy to oblige. With a low groan she began pounding mercilessly against Asami, holding tight to her hip to brace her and pull her back into each thrust. Meanwhile her other hand rubbed furious circles over her throbbing clit. Korra was close too, and every thrust into her warm, tight ass brought her closer to release.

"YES! Oh yeah, Korra, it's- I'm gonna- I'm gonna- NNNYAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

It was all over, but the ending of their activities seemed to stretch on for minutes still. Korra had brought her to a blinding finish several times before, but what fascinated Asami this time was the way her sphincter clenched so tightly around the length inside of her that she almost felt a panic that it would shred her own muscles to pieces. But they didn't — they only throbbed in sheer delight as the thrusting continued, as her clit exploded in joy and her heart pounded in her chest, head thrown back against Korra's shoulder as she screamed her name over and over and over again.

Korra growled low in her chest as she relished the sound of Asami's shrill cry, the sweet sound of her own name shouted in ecstasy. The throbbing tightness of her lover's body sent tidal waves down the length of her shaft, and with these together it was impossible for Korra not to finish as well. Her keening moan mingled with Asami's and echoed in harmony around the marble bathroom.

Korra didn't stop rubbing Asami's sensitive bud and thrusting inside her until they both had finished. Then, when her lover grew weak and breathless, the Avatar released her Bending hold on the phallus, and all the water fell back into the tub. She lifted Asami into her arms and sat on the edge of the tub, peppering her cheeks and neck with soft kisses.

Now, Asami felt drained all over again. The bath had been intended to revitalise her, to bring about relaxation. Instead, her body had been put through its paces in a way she had never expected it would. She couldn't say she regretted it, unexpected as it was, but she would be looking forward to a few more minutes in the tub now — most certainly.

Bending during sex. Was that common? What if there were lesbians all over the world that used it in this fashion? Korra's soft kisses could only remind her that she was with a woman, but she still had been taken like a man. That was quite an interesting turn. She only regretted that she was a non-Bender herself, and therefore could not return the favour. Not without...

Asami suddenly knew what she would be doing the following day, once their other business had been concluded. There had to be shops on the seedier side of Republic City that would carry such merchandise. That bore some further investigation.

"Wowwww…" Korra whispered against Asami's wet skin. "I reeaally needed that. Damn, Asami, you turn me on like nothing else…"

Of course, since they were in the tub, it made sense to use it for its purpose. Korra pressed the jeweled pump to dispense the soap, and began working it gently into her lover's hair. "You don't mind if I wash you up, do you?"

"By... all means..." Taking in a deep, slow breath and letting it out, Asami had to smile as she was pampered by her lover. "You really got into that. Did it feel different to you? I mean, it definitely did to me!"

"Yeah," Korra said with a chuckle as the worked the soap deeper into those thick, raven tresses. "Really different. You know, I… I actually like it better than being a guy?"

Snorting softly, Asami arched her back, allowing Korra to do her work. Her body had been tortured, and was now being cherished. It was a nice counterpoint — even if, deep down, she had enjoyed the torture, as well. "I'd have to agree. Of course, it was also clear that when you had the real one, you weren't yourself. Maybe that's part of it; this was definitely you. I could..."

Her voice petered out. Maybe that was a silly thing to say. After all, she was a non-Bender. What did she know? But Korra's face fell with concern when Asami's voice tapered off. "What? You couldn't what?"

"Well..." Swallowing, Asami tried to shrug as if it was nothing important. "I almost thought I could feel your spirit. Through the Bending. Maybe because you were Bending something that was inside my body. But I don't really have any frame of reference."

"Really?" Korra replied softly, moving her fingers more slowly through Asami's hair as she thought on her words. "That… that sounds amazing. I mean, I've always felt connected to you when we make love. But… something inside you? I don't know if Bending works like that."

"Right, I've always felt a connection, of course," she whispered thoughtfully. "Our hearts were in synch... love and all that. But this was another kind of energy. Something more than the last times." Almost sounding scared of the answer, she asked, "Did... you feel anything like what I felt?"

"I…I don't know," said Korra, growing more and more nervous. She had been more wrapped up in her own pleasure than in Asami's spiritual energy, truth be told, and she hadn't felt anything that struck her as peculiar. "Can you describe it or be any more specific?"

Again, she fell silent for a few more seconds as Korra's hands smoothed through her hair. "Like... a warmth pooling below my stomach. Warmth that resonated with the Bending that was in my- well. You know." Her cheeks grew just the tiniest bit more pink again. "But I r-really could swear that it was part of my spirit calling out to yours."

"Huh…" Korra curiously placed her hand over the lower half of Asami's belly and stroked the soft skin with her thumb. She closed her eyes and tried to clear her mind, as though she was meditating. At first she felt nothing… just the usual soft thrum of another person's chi running through their body. But then her hand drifted an inch or so lower, and she felt a tiny flutter, as well as a small energy the likes of which she'd never felt before.

"Shit!" she exclaimed and jerked her hand away in surprise, uncharacteristically frightened. "What the— can you feel that?" She grabbed Asami's hand and pressed it flat against the skin where hers had been.

A few seconds passed as Asami held her breath, waiting, hoping. Nothing. She felt Korra's hand, and the warmth it brought, but no sensation like the one she had felt before. "I'm not... I don't think so."

Korra released a tense sigh, but she wasn't reassured. She had definitely felt something beneath her fingers, and for a moment, the impossible occurred to her… and try as she might, she couldn't shake the terrifying thought from her head.

"Just wait," the Avatar whispered. She closed her eyes, folding both her hands over Asami's, and tried to hone in on the tiny energy she'd felt before. Perhaps she could get it to…

"There!" Korra gasped as she felt the unmistakable movement of energy beneath her hands. "You had to feel that!"

That time, Asami felt what could only be described as a tiny spark shooting through her — as if up from within herself and directly into Korra's hands. Responding to her aura. A small gasp fell from her lips, and she blinked up into Korra's eyes.

"What do you think happened? Am I... is it because we're so close, or am I just receptive to your Avatar power?"

"Th-that isn't your energy," Korra stammered, backing away slowly as though her hands had been burned. "I…it's…something else's." The realization was sweeping over her with sheer horror. "Asami, what if… you… I- I think you're pregnant!"

"What if- Korra, be serious. Of course I'm not. Something could be wrong with me!" But even so, Asami couldn't quite shake the notion. Pregnant? After only one session together when Korra was in possession of a real male organ? That seemed so preposterous... but then again, it was biologically possible.

That much was true, though; something could be very, very wrong. Even if Korra had gotten her pregnant while possessed by the Spirit, it shouldn't be evident so quickly. What if something terrible was inside her, something as bad as the Spirit that possessed Korra, or worse?

After a moment of shocked silence, Korra said, "I think you should see a healer, Asami…"

Gulping, she sank further down into the water and sighed. "Probably so. If they can't help, we may need to visit Katara. I don't want to take any chances."

Yet a warm glow was welling up into her cheeks. Pregnant. What would she do if she truly had become "with child" by Korra's unnaturally-occurring cock? How would they even go about explaining that to people? It boggled the mind. However, if it was true...

"Our child," Asami whispered so softly that it was almost just a gust of wind.

Korra's mind was also spinning. "Our child"? She didn't want a child! She wasn't ready to be a mother — much less a father! "W-We don't know for sure you're pregnant!" All of a sudden, she didn't want to be right. A note of panic was creeping into her voice. "You'll have to see the healer before we can be sure!"

"Yes, yes of course." Asami shared Korra's nervousness, but she also loved that the possibility — even if it was as far-fetched as this — was there now. She had completely written off the option of becoming a mother when she realised her feelings for Korra ran deeper than mere friendship. Now, all of that was coming back into question.

Korra's brow furrowed as she tried to read the nervous, perplexed smile on Asami's face. "How are you not freaking out about this?!"

"Because it's just so... surreal." Chuckling weakly, she turned and pressed herself against Korra's body, sighing. "And we don't even know that I am, or that it's possible to happen through the Spirits. But if it is… that baby would be a complete miracle."

A miracle? How could this be a miracle? It seemed more like a curse to Korra. She stared at the wall, dumbfounded, as Asami curled against her body, absently draping an arm around her shoulder. The Avatar was terrified, more than she'd ever been before. Amon, Zaheer, Kuvira, and Unalaq all together weren't as frightening as the prospect of being responsible for a child.

~ To Be Continued ~