Snow flew into the air as Korra floored the gas pedal of her Jeep. She tore around the street corner and into the school parking lot at a well above safe speed. Korra cringed at the thought of Asami seeing her reckless driving; she wouldn't have approved of her girlfriend taking such a risk to just get to football practice on time.
She slammed on the breaks and the Jeep lurched to a stop. Korra rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and looked at her clock. She sighed. She was going to make it, but she still only had three minutes to change and get down to the field. Athletic bag in hand, she kicked the door open and jumped out into the frigid morning air. There was no time to head to the locker room to change. With an aggravated groan, she pulled her shirt over her head and started to change right there.
A wolf whistle pierced the air. Korra rolled her eyes, She had hoped that no one would see her, but then again, she did come barreling into the parking lot like a bat out of hell. So, of course, everyone saw her.
"Nice ass, Korra!" Wing yelled.
"Oh, shut up!" She yelled back at him while continuing to change. She didn't even have time to be embarrassed.
"Damn!" Wei called out, backing up his brother. He let out another wolf whistle and howled. She heard the smack of their hands together as they high fived.
"One more word and neither of you will ever get a touchdown pass from me again!" Korra threatened them and they just laughed. She finished changing and charged toward the field.
"Oh, come on, Korra! We're just messing with you." Wei said.
"Plus, we were complimenting you!" Wing added, "in a way…"
Korra was having none of it and didn't slow down as she approached. The brothers yelled out in unison as she tackled them and they all tumbled into the snow.
"It's not a compliment!" Korra yelled, getting Wing into a headlock. "I'm not some piece of meat!" She gave him a noggie and then pushed him away. She looked around for Wei, to punish him too, but he was already on his feet and out of her reach.
Wing scrambled to his feet and ran face first into Mako. Korra looked up at him and he furrowed his brows and sighed.
"Would you three stop messing around…" Despite Mako's clear annoyance, he reached down and offered Korra a hand up.
"They started it…" Korra pointed out.
"No, you started it by being late and getting naked in the parking lot…" He gave her a sideways glace.
"Wha-" she started to counter, but the coaches whistles sounded off. They all darted off toward the sound. It was time to get down to work.
…
Korra squatted and held the ball in front of her, preparing to snap and drop back. Wei stood to her left, read to run his rout.
"Hut!" Korra yelled and took a long drop back as Wei ran a go rout for the end zone. No one could throw the deep ball like Korra, but she knew that her every move was being scrutinized to try and make her even better. The coaches would likely catch some small detail that she'd overlooked. The thought to becoming an even more dominant player brought a smirk to her lips. The attention didn't make her nervous. On the contrary, she thrived in situation like this one. Planting her foot hard into the ground, she put her whole body into the throw, whipping her hips around and releasing the ball. Time froze for a moment as she stood breathlessly watching the it soared through the air.
In mid-stride, Wei looked back, outstretched his hands, and plucked the ball from the air. He dove playfully into the endzone and rolled. Korra's smirk turned into a full on grin at the sight of him rolling on the ground.
Coach Iroh walked briskly to her side. "Very nice form, Korra. Your drop back is improving a lot."
"Thanks, Coach," Korra said as the smile disappeared from her face. It was all business with the coaches. She didn't want to have a silly grin on her face while he was critiquing her play.
Iroh looked over at Wei, who was jogging back toward them. "Wei!" He yelled before the boy even made it back to them. "You've got to look back at Korra sooner! If her throw hadn't been right on the money, you wouldn't have had time to adjust your route! Let's run it again!" Coach blew his whistle and Wei headed back to Korra's left side and tossed her that ball.
"What should I change, Coach?" Korra asked.
Iroh removed his hat and scratched his head with a sigh. "Honestly...I'll have to get another pair of eyes over here, Korra. We're tweaking such tiny details here, and I think I've seen you throw the ball too much."
Korra's heart burst with pride at such praise, but she promised herself that she wouldn't let it go to her head. She hoped that would be enough to temper her ego, but she didn't have confidence in her own will power. Coach blew the whistle and Korra squatted into position again. Her happiness radiated through her voice when she yelled, "Hut!"
…
Korra plopped down on the ground on the sideline at the fifty yard line. From where she sat she could see Mako getting some tips from one of the QB coaches. The roar of the cars racing out of the parking lot made it difficult to catch any of what they were saying. She shrugged and reached into her bag. A moment later she retracted her hand; water bottle in tow. With a quick flick of her wrist, the cap came loose and Korra guzzled half the bottle. Practice was over for the day, so she didn't have to worry about cramping up on the field. If she cramped up now, it would just be a discomfort, but nothing that would affect her play. Knowing that fact, she freely gorged herself of the icy water.
"Ahhh!" She gasped loudly for air after the long drink.
"Take it easy, Korra." Mako approached, smiling, and took a knee at her side to dig around in his own bag. He also pulled out a water bottle and took a swig, then squeezed some of the liquid onto his head.
Korra sat and watched him, slightly entranced, as he shook the droplets of water from his hair. She felt her body get hot, and felt guilty for every second Mako made her feel this way. Korra loved Asami, she knew that very well, but there was no denying Mako's attractiveness. She frowned, wishing that Asami were there to support her.
"Hey," Mako rapped her knee with his knuckles to get her attention. "You alright?"
Korra cleared her throat and put on the best smile she could muster. "Yeah," she averted her gaze from his concerned face and stood. "Sorry about that. I'm just a bit tired."
She swung her bag over her shoulder. "See ya later!"
"See ya…" Mako waved, and though Korra was certain he was unconvinced that she was okay from the tone of his voice, he didn't follow her.
Korra sighed once she was out of eyeshot of the field and headed toward the girls locker room. All she wanted at the moment was to shower and head home. There she could mope around without anyone seeing, and after a full day surrounded by sweaty dudes, she needed some alone time, anyway.
The locker room was dark when Korra pushed the door open and her footsteps echoed in the silence as she strode toward the light switch. Even in the darkness, she had spent enough time in this room that she knew exactly where she was going even with the darkness surrounding her. Korra flicked the switch and room lit up. She stretched her arms into the air as she walked heavily to her locker. She smiled as she turned the combination lock back and forth, thinking of her first meeting with Asami. At that time, Korra had no idea who Asami was, but her reputation as the "Miracle" had made breaking the ice a very easy process. Korra laughed lightly as the lock popped open. Only now did she realized that she had been flirting with Asami from the very beginning, albeit very clumsily.
Korra threw off her pads and undressed as quickly as her sore body would allow. In the buff, she did a few more stretches. There was no need for modesty, not that she was all that modest when other people were around. Her stunt this morning proved that fact was very true.
Goosebumps started to form on her body. Korra found the towel in her bag and shivered her way to the showers. Several of the shower handles were rusty, but Korra knew which ones would stick and which ones wouldn't. She had the luxury of not having to fight for one of the "good" showers. She picked the left shower, furthest to the back; it was the least fussy. With one fluid motion, she hung her towel on the outside hook and stepped into the stall. Korra turned the water all the way up, jumping out of the way of the cold water that always came out first.
When she stepped back into the hot water she sighed in pleasure. There was nothing like a nice hot shower after a hard workout. Korra blushed to herself, thinking that there was one thing that would be better, but Asami wasn't there. She frowned, knowing that whatever Asami was doing, she would likely rather be in that shower with her, too. Or at least she hoped that's what she would feel.
As she showered, Korra couldn't shake the thoughts of Asami away. And as she washed her private area she felt the urge for Asami's touch all the more. Korra knew that she would be hot and bothered the rest of the night if she didn't take care of herself. Though she was not one to masturbate frequently, she slid her hands down across her chest and to her inner thigh. She massaged her clit gently in circles, leaning against the wall in her exhaustion, but so overwhelmed with passion that she found her sore body gave her the strength to release herself. Her breath became more ragged and she moaned, "Mmm...Asami…"
Suddenly, the lights went dark. "Fuck…" Korra cursed and retracted her hand from her nether region. She groped the wall until her hand bumped into the shower handle, turning the water off. For a moment she just stood there, soaking wet, catching her breath.
"Hello?" Korra leaned out of the stall. "Hey can you hit the lights back on? I'm showering in here!"
No answer came. Korra grumbled, and grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body. "Well, that timing couldn't have been more terrible…"
Stepping gingerly on the wet tile, Korra made her way out of the showers. Someone putting the lights out was really just an inconvenience for her, as she could easily navigate the locker room with her eyes closed. Nonetheless, she was still severely annoyed by the intrusion. She wondered how whoever turned that light off didn't hear the water running. As she rounded the lockers nearest the showers she saw a shadowy figure.
"Hey," Korra called out again. "What the big idea-"
Something hard smashed into her cheek and sent her sprawling to the ground. Her towel hung slack around her waist and she cupped her cheek. Slowly, she managed to get to one knee, but before she was able to stand, a hand clasped around her throat and shoved her into the lockers behind her. She winced as one of the combination locks dug into her back.
"Who-" Korra struggled to breath as the hand around her throat tightened. She clawed at the iron grip of her attacker, but it was not use. No matter how hard she pulled on the thick fingers she couldn't break free.
The masked boy leaned forward. "Shut up!"
Korra did as he bade and his hand loosened enough to allow her to breath. She stared up at him defiantly. But inside, fear was creeping in. It was hard to act tough when there was a hand around your neck.
"Football isn't for girls." He leaned into her and forced his elbow under her chin, pinning her to the locker. It took all of her strength to hold his arm back from choking her to death. Korra felt his other hand reach down, but for what, she couldn't tell.
"What are you doing?" The fear that Korra had been trying to hide came out in her voice. A clicking noise reached her ears under her ragged breath. "What are you doing!?" She lunged forward, her desperation becoming more palpable.
"I said, 'quiet!'" His elbow dug into her neck harder. Korra's strength failed her and she gagged as the full force of his body crushed her. A small ray of light spread out on the ground. Korra's breath hitched when she saw it and her attacker quickly covered her mouth.
"Korra?" It was Mako. "Are you alright in there?" The light grew brighter as he pushed the door open all the way. "Hello? Why is it so dark in here…?"
The lights flickered and then illuminated the whole room. Korra bit down hard on her attacker's hand and he recoiled, curses escaping his lips. "Mako! Over here!" Korra kicked the boy with all the force she could muster. He fell back on his rear, and Korra took that as her chance to run. She rounded the lockers and ran straight into Mako.
"Korra!" He caught her in his arms and held her quivering body tightly. "What's wrong?"
"Behind the lockers...there's some guy...he caught me by surprise…" Korra gasped for air. She gulped and got her courage back up. "We can't let him get away."
She looked over at Mako resolutely. Then she noticed his blushing face. It was then that she realized that she'd failed to pick up her towel when she had darted around the corner.
"Get your mind out of the gutter! There's a maniac over there!" She pointed back toward the lockers with her back turned to them.
"Look out!" Mako pushed Korra to the side just as her attacker lunged at them, switchblade in hand. Mako took a few swings at the other boy and stepped between him and Korra. The boy charged Mako. As they weaved and bobbed in combat, Korra watched for an opportunity to jump in and help.
She saw it. Her chance to take him out. The boy swung through his knife strike and stood with his shoulder exposed. Without a second thought Korra tackled him. They hit the floor hard and rolled in a flurry of fist and knife blows.
Korra felt strong hands grasp her waist and pull. She fell back on top of Mako. The boy who attacked stood in front of them, poised to attack.
"Hey! What's going on in there!?" Coach Iroh's voice boomed from behind them and the door swung open with a bang as it hit the wall.
The boy gave them one last hateful look. Then, he turned and ran. Korra looked down at her body and saw all the blood. She flopped off of Mako and sat on her knees on the floor of the locker room. Her vision blurred. The last thing she remembered was falling back into Mako's arms.
Author's Note: Hey all! I feel like this might be the best bit of writing I've done in a long time! So I hope that you enjoy it! I just wanna plug the Pro Bending Competition on the AthLA forum. If you are looking to work with some other cool authors and write some fun stories for LoK and AthLA, stop by and sign up! Season 2 was a blast and I think Season 3 will be even better! Without further ado, Review Responses:
Guest said:
If you need to keep reminding yourself of something then it hasn't been resolved.
I know, right? Sometimes it can be hard to stay motivated, ya know? I've been doing a lot better the last few weeks, as far as motivation goes. For myself, and anyone enjoy my stories, I hope this trend continues. I'll do everything in my power to make sure that it does.
Guest said:
Wow it's been a while but I'm still happy with the story in general! :3 Awww cute KorrAsami moments, I really wanna see how Korra will act like a love sick puppy when Asami is away XD I know it sounds bad but it'd be so adorable!
I hope you got your wish answered. Because of everything that went down in this chapter, Asami wont be gone long, though.
Emoroza98 said:
I really love this story and the way your writing it is amazing :)
Thank you so much! Nice comments like these always make my day! I'll do my best to keep improving, too :)
Well, that's all for now, guys. Until next time, happy reading.