A few people have all sent in similar sounding requests, so this one takes care of all of those aspects: Korra and Asami sparring/training/wrestling
And 'Korrasami 3' (about your review) I almost had Korra respond with "Now?" instead of "What?" but I was afraid no one would catch the joke lol
Training
"All right!" Korra said excitedly. "Some good old fashioned sparring!" She pounded her fist into her palm a few times. "I haven't done this in forever."
Asami tied her hair up as they wandered to the courtyard outside of the Sato Mansion.
"That's because recently the people you normally train with have been afraid they'll lose a limb," she said matter-of-factly with a pin between her lips.
"And you're not?" Korra asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
"Are you kidding? I've seen all your moves; I know how to block you."
"Well, we'll soon test that absurd theory," she joked.
The courtyard was very spacious with a large patch of grass surrounded by a cobblestone pathway. A three tiered fountain loomed well above their heads as they passed it and strolled over to the grassy area. Asami grabbed the two sparring pads and fastened them to her forearms. She and Korra took a few steps away from each other and took their stances.
"Alright," Asami said. "Come at me."
Korra grinned mischievously at her opponent and delivered the first blow.
They sparred for a while, Korra bringing the attacks and Asami easily blocking them. Korra soon remembered why sparring was her least favorite form of training: it wasn't active enough for her.
Korra gave one last kick, which Asami dodged effortlessly.
"How about we switch to grappling?" She hadn't even broken a sweat, and to Korra, for it to count as a workout you had to be sweating.
"Alright." Asami started unbuckling the straps around her arms.
Suddenly Korra had an idea, and Asami had only managed to remove one training pad before she was hurled to the ground.
"Oof!" Asami grunted when she hit the hard ground. "Korra—what're you—"
Korra was straddling her as she gripped Asami's free wrist with one hand and yanked off the sparring pad with the other. She forced both of Asami's arms to the grass on either side of her head and smiled down at her.
"You're so easy."
"What? That's not even fair—I didn't know—"
She began wriggling underneath Korra, looking for a means of escape.
Korra laughed. "There's no way you're getting out from under this iron grip!"
She spoke too soon because Asami managed to free one of her legs by thrusting her hips upwards. Before Korra could do anything to stop her, Asami had gained control and rolled Korra onto her back, positioned similar to how Korra had previously been.
"You mean that iron grip?"
Korra huffed as she tried the same technique Asami had used to escape, but her legs were just too short.
Asami smiled down at Korra, whose frustration was growing by the second. She knew that Korra was a highly competitive person, and didn't take losing very well. She shifted herself so that she was laying flush with Korra's squirming form. Korra finally realized what she was doing and stopped.
Without warning, Asami captured Korra's lips with her own and Korra relaxed underneath her. Korra's wrists were released and she wrapped her arms around Asami, trying to bring her even closer. She rolled them over and Asami buried her hands in Korra's thick cropped hair.
Korra pulled back an inch, just enough to look Asami in the eye.
"I prefer this style of wrestling."
Asami only smiled up at her before she flipped them over again.
"Me too."
