Okay, I was quite surprised to see how more of you guys (counting reviews both here and on AO3) were more concerned for Korra than Asami xD Which is understandable, since Korra stopped them and got beat the hell up. However, one reviewer (Guest) said that they were more concerned about the sexual abuse and how it happened and Asami enjoying it, that it was gross. I'd like to address this for a brief minute.
How many of you understand rape? How many of you understand that, when it happens, our bodies do what they are supposed to do and created to do? THAT DOES NOT MEAN WE ENJOY IT! Asami couldn't help it, her body was reacting the only way it knew how. She still didn't want it. And it's ignorant people like that that piss me off. Why not educate yourself before you talk about such a sensitive topic?
Now that that's out of the way, on with the chapter!
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Korra's eyes wavered and she stirred slowly, groaning quietly. She could feel excruciating pain at every end of her nerves. Her head throbbed and she muttered a curse. Her eyes opened to slits, wide enough for her to take in her surroundings. She didn't have enough time to register them, as a familiar scent flowed into her nose.
Asami.
The rthought of her caused a surge of adrenaline and Korra jerked into a sitting position, only to cry out in pain and fall back onto the pillows beneath her. She hissed through her teeth, squeezing her eyes shut. Her breath shortened to weakened pants.
"Korra!"
She opened her eyes soon enough to see Asami rushing into the room, ice pack in hands. She took a hurried seat beside the vulnerable brunette and pressed the ice pack to her cheek gingerly. "Korra, are you alright?" she said. "Say something..."
Korra's lips moved with great effort, and it surprised her how hoarse her speech had become. "Asami..."
Asami let out a choked laugh and wiped her eye will the heel of her hand. "Thank Raava, I thought you were comatose."
"You... You're not in heat anymore." Korra said, taking in Asami's changed scent.
Asami shook her head. "It ended this morning, around seven."
"Seven?" Korra looked to the side at the sunlight streaming in between the curtains as they ruffled in the wind coming through the open window. "How long was I out?"
"All night and almost all morning." Asami answered. "It's just getting to noon, now. I took care of your injuries while you rested." She readjusted the ice pack and Korra sighed and coolness seeping into her skin. "They were pretty serious. The cut on your cheek was the worse and it took a few hours for your eye to swell down." With tentative fingers, she lightly touched the aching skin around Korra's eye. "I also had to bandage your shoulder, you had a few good scrapes. I was really scared."
"Did I look that bad?" Korra asked, attempting a joke.
Asami nodded. "I didn't know if you were okay. If you were hurt and alone, or..." She swallowed the rest of her sentence and finally met Korra's eyes.
"Thanks to you, I'm here now." Korra said, trying to smile.
Asami blushed and almost gave in to a smile, but it fell back into a frown. "What happened after you left?"
"I caught them running down an ally." Korra said. "Once I got back to the mansion, I let Naga sniff the clothing and track them down. One of them must've called for help because a bunch of them came out of nowhere." She sucked in a breath at a sudden pinch in her ribcage. "They jumped me, but I managed to beat them down."
Asami listened, nodding once when she finished telling her story. Korra shifted a bit and pain exploded in her, causing her to cry out. Asami stroked her arm soothingly. "Don't move too much."
Korra nodded and let her tense body relax into Asami's touch. A slow breath slipped past her lips and a metallic taste spread over her taste buds. Asami pulled a tissue from her pocket and held it to the split in Korra's lower lip. "That's been happening on and off."
Despite the energy it took to think, and Korra barely had any to spare, she couldn't stop her mind from recollecting the broken fragments of the events the night before and fitting all the pieces back together. Asami... in the bathroom with... Her hands turned into fists. Asami, thinking it had to do with the pain, overlapped Korra's hand with her own.
"Korra, where does it hurt?" she said. "Tell me."
Korra shook her head. The only place that really hurt then was her heart. The thought of how she could've prevented it, how she knew she shouldn't of let her go alone, roamed wild and aimlessly in her mind. It was the worse kind of pain being inflicted on her.
With low, strained words, she said, "Asami, I'm sorry."
"For what?" Asami questioned, genuinely confused.
"For not being more careful with you." Korra said. "I knew I shouldn't of let you go alone, I should've pressed for you to let me go with you-"
"Korra, I'm alright." Asami said. She caressed the uninjured side of Korra's face. "They didn't hurt me."
"But they touched you." Korra growled. She tensed again, barely wincing at the pinch resonating through her muscles. "They touched you and traumatized you."
"Still, you showed up when I needed you." Asami said. "Raava knows what would have happened if you didn't show up when you did."
"Tell the truth, Asami." Korra said softly, pleadingly. "Are you okay? Don't lie to me."
"I promise, I'm fine." Asami said. She said it with such sincerity that Korra had to search her eyes to make sure she was being honest. Blue eyes met green ones as she searched for anything that said otherwise, but all she found was her reflection.
She looked away at the floor, biting her lip. "Korra, I want you to tell me something."
"What is it?" Korra said.
There was a beat of silence before Asami looked at her again. Her gaze was demanding and concerned at the same time. "Are you the Avatar?" Korra's eyes widened and her mouth opened like she was going to say something, but it snapped shut again so Asami continued. "I heard the voices and saw your eyes."
"I was going to tell you, I swear, but Kuvira-" Korra began, but Asami stopped her.
"It's okay, I understand." Asami said. "You did say you weren't supposed to tell anyone, and I'm guessing you didn't use your bending against them."
Korra chuckled. "Trust me, they look worse than I do. I don't need bending to kick people's ass all the time." There was a pause, the silence weighing on them for a few minutes.
"I want you to tell me everything." Asami said finally. "Everything you were thinking from when you found me to when you showed up on my doorstep."
"I was thinking about how I'd lose you. Not physically, but mentally. Spiritually." Korra said. "I was thinking about how I'd make them pay for doing that to you. Make them pay for treating you like an object. I was thinking about how I'd beat the living hell out of them until I felt their debt had been paid."
"Why?" Asami said.
"Because... Because of all the girls and guys I've seen, I've smelled, I've loved..." Korra took a breath and forced herself up into a sitting position. "None of them have ever had your spirit, your drive, your personality. None of them had the ability to break me down no matter how hard I tried to stay upright." She blushed a bit. "They never affected me the way you do."
"So..." Asami started. Her sentence withered away at her realization of how close their lips were, their bodies. "I affect you?"
Korra's reply came out breathless. "In the best way possible."
Their lips collided, and the softness of Korra's mouth made Asami fall hard. She closed her eyes, letting herself submerge into the pleasurable sparks rushing through her. Ignoring the soreness and protesting of her body, Korra tugged Asami down atop her, snaking her arm behind her waist and letting her fingers explore the exposed skin under Asami's shirt when it rode up her back. Asami moaned in response, tangling her own fingers in Korra's dark locks. She was careful with her, still fully aware of the unhealed injuries that took refuge on Korra's skin. The ice pack that had long been forgotten fell to the floor, the clattering noise of frozen ice finally awakening them. They pulled away from each other, their chests heaving with lost breath.
Asami bit her lip, gazing at Korra. "Korra, I...I have something to tell you."
"What is it?" Korra said.
"I'm not pregnant." Asami said, smiling. Her eyes sparkled.
"That's... That's great!" Korra said, laughing. "We can start over like we wanted to!"
"Do you really love me?" Asami said suddenly.
Korra nodded sincerely. "Do you really love me?"
Asami simply answered with another smothering kiss, gripping the collar of Korra's shirt tightly in her hands. Heated passion grew in the air surrounding them, and they fell into each other, losing themselves in the loving embrace.
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Hey, I told you guys it would be short. This is just the calm before the storm, so prepare yourselves! Wait, you guys thought it was over? Haha, far from it! I have so much in store! Just you wait!
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Thanks for reading!