It's my birthday! (Proceeds to do my turn up dance) Is it too early for me to have a mid-life crisis at 27? Cuz, I'm supposed to be a millionaire or something by now with two private islands and a personal masseuse.
Oh well.
If you guys realllly love me and want to give me a present, I need a story about Korra escaping from prison and then kidnapping Asami for leverage as she helps clear her name. Or, one where Korra and Asami are on the verge of breaking up, but a storm comes through and leaves the girls stuck in Asami's vacation home for two weeks until the roads become passable again (Do iiiitttttt!)
Chapter Fourteen
Korra wakes up before Asami, but if she's honest, it's because she never really went to sleep at all. The temptation to step into that room and let whatever happen with Asami was much too strong. But, she held her ground.
Why? She really has no fucking idea.
Normally, she'd have not thought twice about it, but with Red, she just… she just wanted things to be different. She wanted things to work.
With a sigh, she finishes her shower and steps out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She heads to the kitchen while Asami is still asleep to get her coffee that is probably cool enough for her to drink. But, when she rounds the corner, she bumps right into a certain porcelain skinned goddess that's dressed in nothing but a long t-shirt.
"Oh."
"Oh," Asami replies, sleepily gazing at Korra through her wild hair.
"G-good morning."
Asami smiles. "Hey there, hotshot." She tries to look into Korra's eyes, but it's much too difficult when she's clutching that towel around her.
"Hi. I'm just gonna grab my coffee. The dr. called me about an hour ago and said that they could check to see if I can return to work a bit earlier if I'd like. So, I'm going to catch a cab in a bit."
"Why didn't you wake me? You know I'll take you. We're getting a late start today anyway. There's plenty of time."
"I don't know. I just really have a big issue with people doing things for me."
"We're really going to have to work on that. I'm not just people, Korra." Asami crosses her arms and looks slightly irritated. She thought they'd already had this conversation.
"I know, I just…" She lifts up her am and the towel almost falls. She clutches in comically and Asami's irritation dies down. "I'm sorry. I don't want you to feel used."
"Seriously, Korra. I can see that this is going to be our biggest issue in the future."
She raises her eyebrow in amusement. "Is this our first argument?"
"Might as well get it out the way now. If I want to say no, I will say no. But, don't assume that I'll just do everything that you ask of me just because it's you. You're not that cute. You're not going to use me. You're not asking for a million yuans and an island. You're asking for a ride."
"Okay, first, if you could see my abs right now, you'd reconsider that comment. I am that cute. Second, I grew up being the strongest and fastest person of my age group in the tribe. I've always prided myself on being capable. I'm stubborn and I'm prideful. It's who I am."
"Sometimes strength comes in admitting that there are things that you can't do for yourself. I'm stubborn and prideful as well. And well, I really like to win. And you're not winning this one. Find you something to eat so we can go to this appointment. I'm getting in the shower."
"Alright boss. You aim for the little battles. I'll win the overall war."
"Oh no, Korra. I will win." She stretches just a bit and her shirt rises just enough. She doesn't have to look back to know that Korra is staring.
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Iroh strolls into the precinct with his hair looking messy, but sexy. He's wearing a fitted, short sleeved, white button up with the top two buttons undone, black slacks, black shoes and a white belt. His sunglasses are hanging off a belt loop and his cologne smells like cinnamon and wine. He smiles tiredly when they turn to greet him.
"Wow, I must say, even though I'd be a much better fit for this mission, you do clean up nice, Roh," Bolin says.
"Thanks man. And uh, thanks for checking on me. That bug was something else, huh."
"Yeah. It's no problem. Good thing I knew a couple secrets that I learned from my mom," Opal says. She eyes Iroh slowly. She notices that he and Mako are avoiding looking at each other at all costs.
He turns and finds Korra grinning at him.
"So, you're back so soon, Kor. That's good."
"Yeah, they can't keep me down for long," she chuckles.
He nods. "So, where's my date for tonight?" He looks around for Asami.
"She was double checking her makeup. She'll be out in a few minutes."
"I've already got her settled, but let's get you wired up. I have a phone here for you to use. It will record everything as long as you turn the volume all the way up. I have a suspicion that they're not going to allow phones, so if that's the case, you're going to have to use this watch. The quality isn't as good as the phone, but it'll do the job. Check the time, hit the button on the side and you'll be set," Opal explains as she gives him the tools.
"Alright. So, what exactly are we looking for?"
"We're to find any evidence that something happened to Rose Medina at that club. Listen in on conversations. Chat people up. Act like you're trying to decide if you want to be a member. Don't do anything stupid in there, like trip and fall into some-," Kuvira is cut off by the clack of heels on the floor.
"What?" Asami asks as everyone turns to her and their jaws seem to drop.
She's wearing an ultra low cut body hugging black dress with a crisscross back design, fire red heels, red, ombre' lips, and a silver smoky eye. Her hair falls in perfect curls down her back.
"Damn."
"I just saw you and I forgot how good you look."
"Okay, we need a girl's day asap. I need all the secrets," Opal says.
"You look really beautiful, Asami," Iroh says with polite bow. "Are you ready for our date?"
She laughs. "Why of course, you handsome devil."
Mako rolls his eyes and Korra's ears redden with jealousy. Still, she pushes it back down. She knows that they're just about to do their job. Her job is to be outside, protecting them if anything goes wrong. She can't let herself get distracted.
"Alright. Well, this is it. Korra and I are going to be posted across the street in this building. Mako, you're going to be working the surveillance from the van with Opal. Bolin, you're going to be posted at the hotel bar listening in on the other attendees. See if you can get any info from that end and then discreetly follow them over. Give them about a three minute head start. Then, you'll wait in the car in this lot and wait for my signal in case something goes down."
"Alright, boss. We're ready."
"Good. Let's ride out. Iroh and Asami, you need to be at the hotel in forty minutes to catch that ride."
"Alright. See you guys."
"Hey, be careful. Watch each other's backs."
"We will."
Asami gives Korra one last look. Then, she grabs Iroh's hand and strolls out of the squad room.
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Jinora looks around the station as the travelers shuffle off the train, looking for the sight that she's been waiting on for weeks. Finally, she spots bronzed skin and a man bun with shaved sides and she grins. Kai. Her Kai is finally here. He feels her eyes on him and turns, his eyes brightening as he lays eyes on her.
They both pick up the pace and meet each other in a rough, but loving embrace. His long arms curl around her and she rests her forehead on his chest.
"I missed you so much, Jin."
"I missed you too, Kai." She rubs his clean shaven goatee before placing a kiss upon his lips. "I really missed that."
"Well, there's more where that came from, but first I need to shower. It was hot on that train." He shakes out his black v-neck to circulate some air and she looks at his lean, muscular body in appreciation.
"Come on, then, let's get you home."
"I like the sound of that."
#
The inside of the club is dark and lit with blacklights in multiple areas. People are wearing little to nothing at all and all the employees are wearing a pin with some lips and a finger as if there's some secret to be kept. But, in a place like this, there probably is. Iroh pulls Asami in closer as they get to the front table.
"You guys haven't been here before, have you?" the hostess asks, her nipples poking out of her sheer shirt.
"No, we haven't. Just got recommended. We've realized that we have some special needs and we want to check the place out and see if it suits our taste," Asami says with a smile.
"Well, I can assure you that we have everything here to suit your taste. But, you are free to look around, explore, partake… Whatever you decide. Two rules. If someone tells you no, it means no. Last, employees are off limits."
"Got it."
"Oh, we also have masks if that will make you more comfortable." She points to the rack behind her.
Iroh nods and smiles at her. She winks and licks her lips.
"Have fun."
Asami scans the masks and they have an unspoken conversation. The undercover work would be much easier with masks on. Once they grab a pair, they step up to another set of doors. There's a sign that says no cell phones beyond this point, so they go to the coat check and leave their devices there.
"Well, here goes nothing, sweetheart," Iroh jokes before they step through the doors.
#
It's Korra's turn to look out the window of the apartment room that they're in right now. She's watched about three groups go inside, including the one that Asami and Iroh were with. So far, so good, but that could always change. And if it did, she would be ready.
"So, Asami and Iroh make a pretty cute couple huh. Maybe after you guys get married, he can be your sperm donor," Kuvira says.
"There are so many things that I could say to you right now, but you're my superior and it wouldn't be polite."
She chuckles. "Did u sleep with her yet? Please tell me that you've got over that sexual tension hump. Pun intended."
"Sergeant, I am trying to work here."
"You always tell me about your sexual conquests. What's wrong, Korra? Is Asami making you soft? Can't get it up?" She laughs again as Korra throws the binoculars at her head. She tosses them back to her.
"I'm not going to talk to you about Asami because there's nothing to talk about. We like each other. We kissed. We're going to kiss some more. If we have sex. Well, it happens."
Kuvira snorts. "Yep. You're whipped."
"Fuck, you, Kuv."
#
The beat of the music is pounding against them and they walk past group after group of people that are grinding on the floor, fucking against the walls, on top of the tables, in the booths, drinking, laughing, and teasing. It's all a bit much for Asami, but she has to admit that she's more than a bit turned on. Iroh even has to squeeze his legs a bit tighter as he walks by a group that are engaged in a sex act that he makes a mental note to try later.
"This is, wow," he says.
She squeezes his arm tighter and shakes her head at a man that tries to pull her away. His lack of clothes leave little to the imagination. He shrugs and heads to the bar to grab a couple more condoms before moving on. She watches him stride over to a woman who looks at Asami in disappointment.
"I don't want to be in here any longer than necessary. Where do we go from here?" she asks.
"I don't know. It's going to be hard to get anyone to talk in here. This may not have been the best idea." He checks his watch and begins the recording process.
"Well, we have to try. Come on, let's go deeper into this place." Asami takes the lead and heads to one of the dance rooms where two strippers are putting on a performance for a group of people. She looks around for a second and then shakes her head, saying that this isn't the room they're looking for.
"Can I help you find something?" one of the women that rode in the SUV with them asks.
"Yeah, we're new here and we're just trying to find a place where we'd fit in, ya know. Get a feel for what this place has to offer. Right now, we just want to watch."
"He has a thing for watching," Asami says with a smile.
The woman scans Iroh's body with a smirk. "Just watch?"
"At least that's the plan, but you know, plans do tend to change." He steps closer to her and rubs her arm. "So, could you help us learn a bit more about all the fun things to do around here?"
"Of course."
"First, is it really, discreet?"
"Very. No one runs their mouth and no one judges you here."
"Good. Is it safe? Can't have the cops coming in here and ruining the fun, right."
She pauses for a second. "Oh, it's not a problem. I've been coming here for years and there has been no issues where the police have been called."
"What about the patrons. They don't get carried away do they?"
"No. We all know our limits and our boundaries. So, not to worry." She turns to Asami. "Now, if he likes to watch, are you the one that's all about action? Because, I know a room that you just might enjoy."
"Let's see this room and then I'll give my answer."
She grins and then leads them on.