Title: Hard Labor
Rating: M
Fandom: Legend of Korra
Character Paring: AmonxKorra, former MakoxKorra, MakoxAsami
Author's Notes: Okay people... I'm really sorry if you waited all week for this to no update, I really feel bad and I know that some people were really excited for this chapter.
I had a bunch of school stuff happen as well as getting very sick and needing to get a lot of rest. This is an extra long chapter so I hope it makes up for it! Stay awesome!
Korra's eyes glimmered as she looked back at him, "maybe I wanted to be punished," she whispered softly as she pulled her bound hands from him. She walked into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub looking at him, admiring her view.
He sighed softly and turned around, grabbing more scarves he turned to her again, catching her wolfs-tail he pulled her into the bedroom. Fear and shock laced her face as she tried to pull back from his grip. He grinned and forced her onto the bed and grabbed one of her feet, dodging any kicks she directed at him. One foot was bound to a post on the bed quickly before she knew what was happening. The other joined its partner but on the parallel post tied tightly so she couldn't break free.
"Amon!" she cried out, as she looked back at him, lying with her legs completely bound, hands tied behind her back. Her face showed anger within her as well as annoyance and lust. Their first time together had been filled with pleasure and bliss; she had assumed that her second time would be like the first. She tried to pull her legs together but was unable to, groaning softly.
The bloodbender moved next to the bed and stood above her, "regretting your choice now Avatar?" his words deep and daunting as her eyes found his stoic mask. Shedding his hooded jacket he smirked behind the mask, knowing that he was going to have fun. The Avatar tied up and bending to his whim, as if his own little toy, was better than he had expected. His plan was going much better than he could have planned.
Korra tried to curl away from him; his menacing demeanor gave no indication that he was the same man who had given her soft gentle touches before. Shivering with both anticipation and fear her eyes widened as Amon shed his shirt exposing a perfectly chiseled body that she believed could only exist in the spirit world.
As her eyes widened he turned away from her and moved to the end of the bed, grabbing a small knife from his pocket he skimmed it over her skin with the back dull metal. Indicating that she shouldn't move fear audibly caught up in her throat as she gasped. He gripped her shorts and brought the knife to the fabric, cutting it off of her completely. Her tight shorts and bindings quickly fell to the bed, as she looked back at him shock covered her face. He roughly grazed his hand against her core as he pocketed the knife.
Her face flushed deep red as his hands moved across her, one of his hands caressed her rear as the other cupped her core, fingers moving through her dark curls. The foe's hand glided from her voluptuous rear to her hip, pulling her back to him, her knees bending to his will her body almost on displayed for his pleasure.
"We are going to have to fix this." His words softly echoed through the room, his hands playing with the curls suddenly pulling on them sharply. Her soft cry was heard as he stepped back from her. He grinned from behind his mask, his mind working quickly as he looked up at her body. He untied one foot and tied it to it's companion quickly.
The Avatar rested her head down and groaned, she didn't know what he had planned but she stayed the position he desired, scared of his future actions. "Amon.. What are you doing?" she asked softly, her head rose as she watched him walk into the bathroom.
The waterbender turned the faucets to a warm temperature as the tub began to fill, adding bath salts and allowing the room to take a blissful calming scent. As Amon returned to the room he looked at the figure on his bed, untying her other foot he picked her up bridal style. Bringing her into the bathroom he placed her in the tub after tearing her shirt and other bindings off. His formerly aggressive demeanor maintained, allowing Korra to become thoroughly confused.
She looked up at him, the scarves maintained around her wrists, "Uhh Amon what are you doing?" Her body relaxed slowly as the warmth soaked into her skin. Tension easing from her as she watched him shed the rest of his clothing, his own clean and shaven body eager for her.
Reaching into the tub he pulled her up gently and placed her rear on the edge closest to him, her body nude and dripping as if teasing him. Guiding her legs over the edge the waterbender raised an appreciative brow from behind the mask as her legs muscles rippled beneath her skin. Amon's eyes met hers for a moment, his intensity intimidating her, unable to divert her gaze. "You are to not move, and stay completely still unless told otherwise," he said softly, his tone hard and cold, contrasting the passion within his eyes.
Nodding quickly Korra couldn't help but feel a rush of desire and fear flow through her. Sitting in the chilled air he pushed her legs apart untying her them, to allow her better footing. Amon's eyes flickered over her body before standing up and gathering his needed supplies. Straight razor in hand, as well as soap and small scissors he kneeled down between the blushing Avatar.
Korra couldn't help the blush from appearing on her face as she looked down at her foe, realizing his intention. She bit her lip gently, embarrassed that he would get such a close view on her, as well as touch her. Watching his hands as he quickly trimmed her dark curls she gasped softly. His gentle and caring touch causing sparks of desire to run through her.
Hearing the soft moan the Avatar made the corner of Amon's mouth rose into a smirk. His hands swiftly moving on her, touching her in her most intimate area, one hand gripped her thigh pushing it outward. Allowing him more room as he lathered the soap and ran his hands over his promising prize. The soft scrape of his razor on her skin became the only sound heard, with the exception of small gasps from Korra as his hands caressed and moved on her.
Her eyes closed as she tried to stay still, knowing the smallest movement could not only cut her, but also ruin his caring behavior. As her head laid back in relaxation her senses seemed to inflame, feeling every touch and caress. She looked down at him with narrowed eyes, watching his hands on her momentarily before moving down his fit waist to his girth. Her desire increased as she saw her effects on her foe.
The bloodbender's eyes moved to her face as she evidently became more aroused. He quickly finished shaving the young woman, seeing her clean, venerable, for him. He looked up at her relaxed face and stood up quickly, pushing her gently back into the still warm tub. The Avatar sighed softly as the water rushed over her, blushing slightly at the new sensation of her bare skin against the water. She looked up at him, her face flushed and curious.
"Clean yourself quickly and then join me, you have 5 minutes Avatar," he said coldly after untying her hands and walking back into his bedroom, his hardened member leading the way. She watched him depart from the room with awe as her hands moved over her newly soft patch of skin. Blushing at the fact that he had been the one to shave her most intimate part. She washed quickly and joined him within minutes of his words, not wanting to disobey again although anticipating him.
He looked up at her and grinned from behind his mask, seeing her bare body was more enjoyable than he had anticipated. Walking over to his foe he pulled her hands in front of her and tied them again, tightly bound as he pushed her to the bed. One of his hands slapped her rear as she moved forward, hearing a small gasp, although no complaint, from Korra. His pink handprint maintained on her as she climbed forward onto the bed, his mark held in the air as she returned to her former position.
Looking back at him, eyes full of desire as she provocatively wiggled her ass at him. Her eyes widened as she heard a growl from behind him, "This isn't a game Korra." He tone menacing as he moved behind her, gripping one hip as he rubbed his member over her moist core. "You need to learn to behave," he said softly as he stopped touching her.
A small groan came from her as she looked back again, "please Amon.." she said softly. Crying out loudly as one cheek started to sting, his hand had moved quickly against her, creating another pink handprint to join it's companion.
The Bloodbender's eyes moved across her as the hand that hit her caressed his mark. "Korra… I'm just trying to warn you, you have consequences when you misbehave," Amon said softly as he lined himself up, shoving in to the hilt as he said his final words. Her back bent, arching for him as he filled her completely. Before another word could be said he thrust again hard.
Korra cried out as he filled her, his large phallus filling her completely with no tenderness or care that had been present before. The raw sensation of him in her as her core gripped him. Tightening as he filled her each thrust increasing her pleasure.
Amon thrust into her furiously, his pace increasing at an alarming rate as he was already feeling a sensation deep within him as their friction continued. Groaning softly as he gripped her hips, not holding back as he entered her. Spreading her legs to allow a deeper, better way of penetration. Her soft warm core gripping him as they both get closer to their peak.
Korra couldn't restrain her moans anymore as he adjusted their position, holding herself up on her elbows her breasts moving with each thrust. The sensation started to take over as she moved with him, her bliss increasing as she felt herself tighten around him, as if milking him, as she cried out in her climax.
As she pulsed around him, his own sensations took over and thrust once more before filling her with his seed. Moaning softly he moved his hands around to touch her newly bare flesh, rubbing gently as he emptied himself.
Her eyes closed as his fingers rubbed against her, shuttering at the sensation that he created, breathing deeply trying to regain her breath, as well as integrity. She felt him slowly leave her body, pulling out as he rubbed against her, leaving the bed again as her legs gave out and fell onto the bed. Peaking an eye at him she watched him pad across the room, covering her with a blanket after donning a dressing gown he picked her up. Carrying the fatigued Avatar to her own room he placed her under her covers. Placing a cup next to the bed, her normal herbal concoction, he stood by the door watching her.
"Your consequences..." he said softly as he turned from the door, shutting it softly.
