Opal opened the door and beckoned Eska to come inside. No sooner had the door closed behind her than Bolin leapt from his perch on the bed and bounded over.

"Wanna have a threesome?" he asked eagerly. Opal nudged him in the ribs.

"Bolin! That was not how you were supposed to ask!" she scolded. She was smiling while she said it, though.

"How was I supposed to ask, then?"

"You were supposed to lead up to it! We don't want to scare her away."

"It is all right. I am not scared," Eska told them. "But I am not certain I understand the meaning of that word."

"Maybe we should sit down to talk about this?" Opal suggested. She and Bolin plopped down near the head of the bed; Eska chose to perch near a corner. She saw Bolin's pet looking at them from his small bed in the corner of the room; he evidently decided that nothing of interest to him was going on, and went back to sleep.

Opal explained, "A threesome would be all of us having sex. Together. We're sorry to spring it on you like this, but we thought we'd better ask now before you left."

"And how exactly do three people do such a thing?" Eska inquired.

"There are a lot of ways. That's one of the things we'd have to figure out."

The idea was intriguing. She had seen mentions of such liaisons in a few books in the library at the palace, but they had never gone into any details.

"Take your time to think about it," Opal urged.

"We're happy to wait until you're sure," Bolin added. "One way or another."

They did not have to wait long. Eska realized within seconds that this had been that mysterious thing she had wanted all along. She wanted them…both of them. Not being accustomed to friendships, she had assumed that this was all that her feelings with Opal had been. Now, she was realizing that there had been more to it. If Desna could be in a relationship with another man, and Korra had Asami, was it really that odd for Eska to be attracted to another woman?

After about two minutes of deliberation, she informed them, "I wish to proceed." Then, to Bolin, "What will we do now?"

Bolin cleared his throat and stated, "To be honest, it was Opal's idea, and I don't know much more about this stuff than you do. So yeah, what do we do, Opal?"

"Well, before we actually get started, we should take some time to talk about exactly what it is we all want from this," Opal stated, suddenly all business. "That's what the books say, anyway."

"Books?" Eska asked.

"My mom has a pretty big collection of them," Opal said. "She's let me read them since I was twelve. Although I might have been sneaking them into my room for a year or two before then."

"She is not nearly as demure and innocent as she appears," Eska commented to Bolin.

"Tell me about it!" he answered.

"You're one to talk, Bolin," Opal remarked. "So…anyway, Eska, Bolin and I were talking about it, and we decided that we both wanted to focus on you. We know that this past month's been rough for you, and…we wanted to see if we could cheer you up."

"As it should be," Eska said, although she felt touched that they had noticed.

"And is there anything that you want?" Opal prompted.

It was a question which required some thought. Eska's knowledge of various positions and techniques remained limited. She guessed that it wasn't so much a matter of what she wanted to do as much as who she wanted to do it with.

"I would like to do something different with each of you. Whichever activity you think is best," she said.

"You mean…completely separately? Or can the third person also be involved in some way?"

"I presume that if the third person were absent, it could no longer be called a 'threesome.' Is that correct?"

"I guess it is. That okay with you, Bolin?"

"Yep."

"All right then, sounds like a plan. Now is there anything anyone really doesn't want? I'm assuming that butt stuff is off the table?"

"You assumed correctly," Eska replied. She must have made an odd facial expression, because both Bolin and Opal chuckled.

"Okay, then. What about oral? Giving and receiving."

"I am not sure I would be comfortable with giving," Eska replied slowly. "Receiving may be interesting. I only hope that my hygienic practices are sufficient."

"I'm sure they are, but good point. We should probably all take a shower so everyone's comfortable. Is there anything else in particular that anyone would like to add?"

"Only that I do not wish to conceive at this time," Eska told her.

"Don't worry, we have that covered! Literally!" Bolin said. Opal groaned.

"That's one thing about being in a relationship with Bolin," she told Eska. "Be prepared for the worst puns ever. And the more that people hate them, the happier he is."

Eska was not certain that she understood why anyone would like people getting angry at their attempts at humor. In any case, Bolin was nodding in agreement with a quite smug look on his face.

She was turning to leave for her own room for her body cleansing when Opal held up a finger.

"Don't go yet, Eska! I remembered one more thing."

She turned to the night table, opened the drawer, and took out a rectangle of cloth. Eska noted that it was purple, which made her happy.

"It's a blindfold," Opal explained. "Bolin and I use it a lot. We find that it heightens the sensations."

If she wore that, she'd be putting all her trust in them. Still, the idea was intriguing. Cutting off visual input might actually be a good thing for her, to prevent sensory overload.

"I will attempt it," she told them.

"You're welcome to take it off at any time if it's not working," Opal assured her.

"I am aware. For the moment, however, I must return to my own room to commence preparations."

"Okay then! See you in a few!" Bolin said.

Eska did not linger in the shower, although she did make certain that her genitalia were properly soaped up and rinsed. While bending the water out of her hair, she examined herself in the mirror critically. The enlargement of her breasts from pregnancy and nursing had not lasted once Kinalik was weaned, unfortunately. She only hoped that what she had would not be displeasing.

She entertained the thought of returning to the other bedroom with no clothes on, but was worried that she might run into someone else in the hallway. Therefore, she decided to put on her bathrobe to cover her nakedness.

Opal appeared to also have just finished with her shower when Eska returned; she was also wearing a bathrobe and was sitting propped up on pillows. Eska could hear the water running in the bathroom; she guessed that it was Bolin's turn now.

"How about you sit here with me?" Opal prompted as she patted the other side of the bed. Eska did so. Opal slung an arm around her, and Eska decided to turn over on her side to scoot close enough for their bodies to make contact. She was not accustomed to cuddling with anyone except her daughter and brother, but decided that she might as well try. There would be plenty other areas of their bodies making contact tonight, after all.

It felt nice, Eska thought, particularly since Opal was letting her determine how close they would get. The airbender's body felt soft and curvy–possibly it was already beginning to be enhanced by the effects of pregnancy. In any case, it was very unlike Eska's own angular form. She idly wondered what was going to interrupt them this time, and glanced up at the ceiling, curious as to whether it would cave in on them. Despite her worries, it did no such thing.

"Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?" Opal asked.

Eska considered. Finally, she answered, "I was curious as to exactly when you were decided that you were attracted to me."

"Oh, Korra's party, definitely."

"I believe it was the same for me. Although I did not recognize it as such at the time. I have not had much contact with women my age, so I assumed that what I was feeling was merely friendship. I am only just now realizing that it was more." The feeling was similar to how she felt for Bolin, yet not quite the same. With Bolin, there had been that strong feeling of physical lust. With Opal, the physical aspect was still present, but there was a strong emotional component too.

"I have been attracted to women before," Opal admitted. "Well, at least crushes. But that was before I became an airbender, and I was too shy to ever do anything about it."

Eska remembered what Opal had said earlier about everybody having had a crush on Kuvira, and arrived at the logical conclusion. However, she decided not to pry about it. Instead, she brushed a tentative kiss on Opal's lips.

It was better than her first kiss with Bolin, to be certain. For one thing, there were no saliva trails, and for another, the end of the world wasn't looming over their heads. She decided that she desired them to repeat it, so they did. Eska laid a hand on Opal's breast, being careful not to apply too much pressure. Before they could go any further, though, the hum of water in the background ceased. It appeared that Bolin had completed his shower.

Judging from the tuneless humming that could now be heard in the bathroom, Bolin was as nervous and excited about this as Eska was. Then he walked out of the bathroom, and Eska saw that he had not put on a bathrobe...or any other clothing, for that matter. What was more, he had evidently used his shower time to do some advance preparation.

"You ready, ladies?" he asked while quirking an eyebrow. Opal burst out laughing.

"Next time, a warning before you decide to do this would be appropriate," Eska admonished. But was she averting her gaze? No. She had nearly four and a half years devoid of Bolin's physique for which to make up.

At any rate, if Bolin was going to take the initiative to remove his clothing, Eska thought that she should follow his lead. She reluctantly detached herself from Opal, removed her bathrobe and tossed it to the floor, not looking to see where it landed.

"You do not have to spare my feelings. I am aware that my body physically resembles that of a twelve-year-old," she remarked.

"Not with that, it doesn't!" Bolin answered. He reached over to a tuft of Eska's pubic hair and gave it a gentle tug. Both he and Opal appeared to find Eska's gasp of surprise to be gratifying.

Eska confessed, "I had forgotten about that. Should I have removed it as I did for my axillary hair?"

"Some people would think so," Opal told her. "But they're idiots. I still have mine, see?" She removed her own bathrobe. And so she did, although hers appeared to have been trimmed. Eska wondered if she should have done that. It hadn't occurred to her that it might get in the way…no. She must stop perseverating over this. She did not want to spoil the mood and have to rely on her own hand again.

To her gratitude, Opal changed the subject.

"Anyway, what I was actually thinking was that you're in great shape; I wouldn't even have been able to tell that you've ever had a baby if I hadn't known already," she said. "I can only hope that I'll be so lucky."

Since Eska had not seen the naked bodies of any other women who had given birth, she was uncertain how to respond.

"I would like to utilize the blindfold now," she said abruptly. Opal and Bolin exchanged looks and nodded at each other. The airbender took the cloth, folded it into a thin rectangle, and put it over Eska's eyes, tying it over the back of her head.

"Is this okay?" she asked. "It's not too tight, is it?"

"It is fine."

They assisted her in lying on the bed on her back, with her legs dangling off the edge and feet on the floor. For a few seconds, she heard the other two shuffling around. Then she felt the slightest brush of lips against skin near her left collarbone, as gentle as the stroke of a flutter bat's wing. That had to be Opal. Shortly thereafter, there was another kiss with somewhat less finesse placed on her right breast; that had to be Bolin. And then, suddenly, lips and tongues and hands were everywhere, kissing, licking, sucking, groping, and teasing. Eska decided that Opal had been correct about the blindfold; it really made every little sensation that much more intense. She had never known that such pleasure could be possible.

"You like this?" Opal asked. Eska attempted to reply, but could only moan in response as Bolin stuck his tongue in her belly button. Some time elapsed as Opal and Bolin continued their coordinated onslaught. Then one person backed off, and the other pressed kisses lower and lower on Eska's body. Then she heard Opal get off the bed and kneel on the floor between her legs.

"All right," Opal said. "This is the first time I've done this…with another woman, at least. I hope I'll do okay."

Eska gathered her breath and answered, "If it is anything like your previous actions, it should be perfectly acceptable. Oh."

It felt much different from her fingers; almost overwhelming. Thankfully, Opal started out slowly.

"Wow," Bolin whispered from his perch on the bed. From the sound of skin against skin, it was obvious that he found the visual to be extremely arousing. And it was not long at all before he made a little grunt indicating his climax.

In between panting breaths, Eska said, "Feeble turtleduck. We haven't even reached the good part yet." However, Opal had started speeding up, and as a few more minutes passed, it appeared that the "good part" was not as distant as Eska may have thought. The pulses of pleasure and tension were so strong, she fancied that she could feel them in her teeth. She attempted to warn the other woman about her impending release.

"It appears that I am close to…" she began, but was cut off as Opal flicked her tongue in exactly the right place. And she came. Hard. So hard that she let out an extended and very undignified whimper.

"You're a squirter," Opal observed. "Lucky you!"

The blindfold was starting to itch, and the knot was digging into the back of Eska's head, so she took it off. She saw that Bolin was still sitting to the right of her, and that Opal had grabbed a tissue from the night table and was wiping her face off.

"So whaddaya think? Ready for Round Two?" Bolin asked. It appeared that he already was, in any case.

Once Eska's heart rate had returned to almost normal, she said, "You are certainly not lacking for eagerness."

"How about we give it a few minutes?" Opal suggested. "You need to wash your hands anyway, Bolin." While Bolin obediently walked to the bathroom, Opal rummaged around in the night table drawer and retrieved a small metal box of the type that might hold candies, and then a glass bottle.

"Which substances do those contain?" Eska inquired.

"Condoms and lube," Opal answered, pointing to the box and the bottle in turn.

"Is my own natural lubrication not plentiful enough?" Eska asked. It certainly felt like there was enough.

"It probably is. But a little extra never hurts."

"I certainly hope that your mother has never taken it upon herself to organize the contents of that drawer," Eska commented.

Opal laughed. "I think she knows better."

"Here I am!" Bolin announced as he returned from his hand-washing. "My hands are, like, really super-clean. I bet in the whole history of the world, no one has had cleaner hands than I do now. See?" He held them up for inspection.

"I commend you on your hygienic achievement," Eska stated.

Bolin did a little bow while Opal said, "So how do you all want to do things this time?"

"I would like to reciprocate the sensations you elicited from me," Eska told her. "With my fingers, if that is all right."

"Sounds great," Opal replied as she stared at the bed. It appeared that she was attempting to picture various positions in her head.

"Okay, here's what I think would work best," she finally said. "Bolin, how about you and Eska spoon? And I can lie on my other side so I'm facing her."

"As you wish, Sifu Opal," Eska said. Bolin snorted.

They assumed the positions that Opal had described. Opal poured some of the contents of the bottle into her hand and applied them in the appropriate place. Then, with her other hand, she passed the bottle over Eska back to Bolin.

"This might feel a bit cold," he warned her.

"I am from the North Pole. I believe I can endure it," Eska replied. And she did so, without even wincing. Then she heard Bolin open the metal box and fumble with something.

"Why do they always make these so hard to open?" he complained. "It's like they don't want people to actually use them…ah, here we go!"

"Are you prepared for manual stimulation?" Eska asked Opal as she heard more fumbling behind her.

"Yeah."

"My mother always scolded me harshly for biting my fingernails. Little does she know that it actually had a use," Eska observed. While Opal opened her legs and Eska started rubbing, Bolin had gotten himself lined up. Eska inhaled sharply as he penetrated her.

"It doesn't hurt, does it?" he asked.

"It does not," Eska confirmed. However, it did feel slightly odd initially; she hadn't had anything larger than her own fingers inside her since she'd given birth. Her muscles soon grew accustomed to the stretch, though.

Pleasuring another woman was not so different from doing it to herself, Eska decided. Opal's favored external spot was in a slightly different location than Eska's, yet it was still relatively easy to locate. The only difficult part was trying to keep her hands steady while she was being thrust into.

Would she be able to achieve another orgasm herself? She had assumed that she wouldn't feel the need for another one after how powerful the first one had been, but now she was feeling the buildup again; more of a warmth than a tension this time. She groaned and arched her back, trying to get more direct pressure onto that one location inside her.

Opal saw this and hissed, "Rub her clit," to Bolin, who complied. And that took Eska over the edge. It was not as big an orgasm as the first one, yet it was satisfying nonetheless. Bolin didn't last much longer, and Opal took a couple of minutes longer but got there eventually.

Subsequently, they all lay there for a while. Everything–not to mention everybody–was soaked in sweat; Eska supposed she would have to shower again tomorrow morning. And she believed that there were many parts of her that would be slightly sore tomorrow, but she was willing to pay that price.

"So, uh…any thoughts?" Bolin finally asked.

"I need to pee really badly," Opal admitted.

"Me too," Eska said.

"Me three!" Bolin chimed in. Naturally, they permitted Opal to go first in deference to her condition, then Bolin and Eska did a number-guessing game to determine who'd get to go second. Eska won.

Once all of their bladders were empty, and the used condom had been dealt with, all three of them attempted to kiss each other simultaneously. It did not work out as they had hoped. Instead, all three of the two-person pairings kissed in turn. Then they resumed lying on the bed–on their backs this time, to give their body heat a chance to dissipate. Bolin glanced over into the corner, and observed, "Wow. I think Pabu slept through that whole thing."

"Did I do an adequate job?" Eska asked Opal.

"Yeah. It was great," Opal said, still a bit out of breath.

"It will get even better as your gestational period progresses and your bodily tissues vascularize. That was the case with me, at any rate." Eska wrinkled her brow, and then inquired, "Does this mean that we are all in relationships with each other now?"

"It doesn't have to," Opal replied. "It can just be a one-time thing if you want it to be."

"That is a matter that merits consideration." Then something occurred to her, and she gave a short laugh.

"What's so funny?" Bolin asked.

Eska replied, "I realized that Opal's mother got exactly what she wanted."

Opal narrowed her eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Do you truly think it was a coincidence that she chose to give me a room that was right next to yours?"

"…Oh. I'll have to talk to her about that, I guess."

"How about we go to sleep for now and think about all this tomorrow?" Bolin volunteered. "It's almost midnight. I'm tired."

This was exactly what they ended up doing.

...Ahem. To make a very slight change to some well-known lyrics:

BE A LITTLE BIT WISER BABY

PUT IT ON PUT IT ON

CAUSE TONIGHT

IS THE NIIII-IIIGHT

WHEN THREE BECOME OOO-OOOO-OOONE!

(is shot)

Ow.