Things get a little risqué in places this chapter, but nothing too overt
It's getting increasingly hilarious to be writing Kuvira as not only a friend, but part of their extended 'family'

We Could Have Talked All Night

"Damn...I have never... spirits!" Asami lay back onto the bed, panting, "I think my heart might have stopped at one point."

"Oh yeah!" Korra lay with her head resting on her wife's abdomen, her skin shiny with sweat, "Seven years married, and we've still got that spark."

"As if there was any doubt." Asami laughed, crunching and relaxing her toes again and again, "But I have to admit, having the power to make the Avatar beg sure does wonders for a girl's ego."

"I didn't beg!" Korra protested, then reran the last few hours through her mind, "Okay, I may have begged a little. But you were the one screaming my name so loud I though you were going to break the windows."

"Hey, you've been promising me this little get away ever since the girls were born." Asami rolled over, grabbed her wife and pinned her to the bed, "And it's true what they say you know; Ember Island is a magical place."

"I'm just happy to be somewhere were we don't have to worry about waking the kids." Korra smiled as Asami's hair tickled her nose, "So, feeling better?"

"I'm... getting there." Asami lay full length on top of the Avatar, their naked bodies pressing against each-other in interesting ways, "It's not exactly something I'm looking forward to."

"He's your father, 'sami." Korra wrapped her arms around the woman she loved in a way that was more to do with offering comfort and support than anything else, "You knew this day would come eventually."

"You know, considering what we spent the last... spirits, is it dawn already?" Asami looked out over the balcony to where the sun was starting to rise up out of the ocean, "Considering we just spent the entire night doing all those wicked and depraved things to each other, do you really think now is the best time to discuss my father?"

"It's like Kuvira once told us; you'd be surprised what people are willing to open up about after sex." Korra reminded her, "He's your father, the grandfather of our children, who he's never met, and he's being released from prison. You need to process that."

"I don't think I did much 'processing' last night." Asami laughed, then nodded, "I know, but it's just that I still can't shake the feeling that his supposed 'rehabilitation' is all part of some scheme he has going. I know it must sound horrible of me to say this, but I still don't trust him. Spirits, Korra, he tried to kill me. And he would have killed you, Mako, Bolin, most of our friends and family, given half a chance."

"I know he hurt you, and I'm not just talking about physically, but you need closure." Korra reached up and brushed her wife's hair out of the way, "You sided with me, a near total stranger, against your only family and were forced to give up everything you had. And then when he offered you a chance to go back, you still turned him down. There's a strength within you that I've always admired, but there's also a sensitivity. And if you don't at least try to come to terms with your father's past actions, then it's going to haunt you for the rest of your life."

"...I hate it when you get all logical on me." Asami pouted, "Is this how it's going to be from now on? Every time you have something you want to discuss with me, you're either going to get pregnant or treat me to a romantic getaway and a night of mind-blowing sex? Because if it's the latter, I don't have a problem with it."

"I have to admit, I do find the idea appealing." Korra smiled slyly, "No, this little vacation is something we've been promising each other for a long time, and the world is final at a point where its Avatar can take a few days off to spoil her wife. Or rather, raid her wife's bank account to spoil them both."

"I've told you: that money is as much yours as it is mine." Asami pouted again, this time only half-joking, "And what's the point of having all that money if it's just going to sit in a bank? And thanks to my fathers little secret off-shore accounts, it's not like we're going to run out any time soon."

"You made that money through your company..."

"And you're the Avatar, a position that brings with it a lot of hard work but unfortunately no fixed income, and I have never cared less about that. Leaving aside the fact that I am absolutely besotted with you, I want to help you. I'd want to help you even if we weren't married, or if we'd never met. I believe in the Avatar, I always have, and given the fact that you won't let me bust some heads these days, the very least I can do is make your day-to-day life as comfortable as I can."

"You're sexy when your compassionate, do you know that?"

"Down girl; not all of us have the Avatar Spirit's staying power. I'm going to need something to eat, a lot of water and at least a couple of hours sleep before I'm good to go again."

"So... breakfast in bed?"

"Korra my love," Asami closed her eyes and smiled, "you just read my mind."

"Well then," Korra grinned as she rolled them over and kissed her wife on the nose, "I guess I should go do something about that."

Leaving her wife somewhat reluctantly, Korra grabbed a robe off of the floor and made her way down to the kitchen, smiling. The house was small enough to feel cosy, but big enough to have room for their entire family, and had access to a small, secluded and above all very private beach. All that had come at a cost, and Korra was still having trouble getting use to the idea that she could afford such extravagances every now and then. Asami had made it very clear from the get-go that she considered her personal fortune as theirs, all be it with the understanding that Future Industries was her domain. And Korra had no problem with that; the business world a total mystery to the Avatar, while Asami had spent her entire life preparing to take over the corporation that her father had founded.

But there was still the issue that Korra often had trouble understanding the true value of money.

Her time with the White Lotus at the South Pole had been geared more towards her duties as the Avatar and her training as a bender, with little time left for finance. It wasn't until she'd arrived in Republic City that she'd really been exposed to the concept of having to earn money to pay for something as basic as a roof over her head and food on the table. Even then, Tenzin had taken her in, sheltering her somewhat from the hash realities of life. She'd had some exposure, for sure, but in many ways it was still an alien concept to her. Money was useful to have, but after a certain point, it was just numbers on a page. The idea that she not only had money, but had more of it than almost anyone else in the world was still something she was struggling to get her head around, even after years of marriage to Asami. But when she had heard about a house for sale on Ember Island, one that offered them the privacy and security their family needed, she hadn't even thought about the cost. Asami had been surprised, in both a good way and a bad way. Good, in that it was the perfect holiday home for their family, somewhere they could escape and just enjoy being together. The downside was that they could have bought an entire apartment block in Republic City for the same money. She'd taken Korra aside and made her promises to talk to her next time she wanted to write a cheque with that many zeroes on it.

Still, what was done was done, and in Korra's mind at least, the house was worth every last Yuan.

Setting the kettle to boil for tea, Korra put on some toast and gathered some fresh fruit in a bowl and put it all on a tray to take back upstairs. She was somewhat sad to see that Asami was no-longer laying naked on their bed, a sight she could have spent all day looking at, but instead had found her own robe and was sitting out on the balcony. Placing the try on the table, she joined her wife on the wicker love-seat, wrapping one arm around her so their bodies were pressed up against each other. Asami smiled and picked up a grape, which she playfully fed to Korra, the Avatar grinning as she slowly sucked it from between her wife's fingers. It was the kind of overt display of affection that they loved to indulge in, but tended to avoid at home, less they have to try and explain to their daughter why it was okay for grown-ups to act like that, but not children.

But Mako and Kuvira had the children, allowing Korra and Asami their long postponed second honeymoon, which in many ways made up for the fact that Korra had still been recovering when they'd had their first. Time alone, all be it with their security detail hidden away spirits knew where, was something to treasure, and they fully intended to make the most of it. They had issues to face back home, Hiroshi Sato's impending release from prison being just one of them, but that was all far, far away from the here and now.

"Any plans for the day?" Korra nibbled at Asami's ear.

"I thought I might get in some sunbathing," her wife replied coyly, "maybe a little swimming."

"But 'sami, you forgot to pack your swimsuit!" Korra warned.

"Well then," Asami let her robe fall down off of her shoulders, "I guess I'll just have to spend the entire day naked."

"Why Mrs Sato, how positively scandalous of you!" Korra jerked back, one hand placed over her mouth with mock shock, "What ever will people think?"

"Hopefully they'll think very, very dirty thoughts, Mrs Sato." Asami leaned in for a kiss, "I love you."

"Yeah you do." Korra smiled as she kissed her wife, "And I love you too."

To Be Continued...