Asami frowned at the string of equations she had just written down on the margins of her blueprints, and crossed them out with a sigh.

"No," she muttered under her breath. "That wouldn't work at all. Not nearly enough torque."

Sticking her tongue out unconsciously in that way that Korra had often told her was absolutely adorable, she set to scribbling again, turning over numbers in her mind at light speed.

Suddenly, her office doors burst open with a bang, and she jumped, the pen going skittering across her desk. She looked up, placing a hand to her chest to calm her racing heart.

"Korra," she said with a smile replacing the utter shock on her face, as a slightly sheepish looking Avatar stepped in to her office, hands stuffed in to her pockets, and closed the doors much more quietly, before turning towards her.

"Hey 'Sami," she greeted with a raised hand and a lopsided, toothy smile. "How's it going?" She craned her neck, looking at the blueprint on the desk.

Asami shrugged, sitting back in the chair. "Still trying to get the math to add up, so, slower than I'd like." She smiled up at her girlfriend. "How did the meeting with Raiko go?"

"Uggggggghhhh," Korra moaned out, dragging her hands over her face, which Asami couldn't help but chuckle at.

"That bad huh?" The CEO's tone was sympathetic. She knew how difficult the President could be to deal with.

Korra looked up at her despairingly. "Soooo bad, 'Sami. He's so booooring. I mean honestly, the guy had us talking about farming regulations for the border between the United Republic and the Earth States…Farming regulations Asami! For three hours!" The Avatar dramatically collapsed on to the floor on her back, using her airbending to soften the landing. "Anyway, are you done yet? I'm so ready to just go home and spend some alone time with you." She popped up on to her elbows, wiggling her eyebrows at the raven-haired woman.

Asami couldn't help but blush slightly, even as she gave her girlfriend a sad smile. "Oh Korra, I'd love to, but I can't. I've got to get this design finished by the end of the month and I'm already so behind."

Korra looked at her for a few moments, before pouting. "Asami," she protested. "The month just started. Besides," she airbent herself to her knees, crawling forward and placing her hands and chin on the desk like a puppy. "You promised me you'd take a half day today."

Asami was finding it difficult not to give in. Korra was doing that thing she did where her eyes got impossibly huge and watery and she became irresistible. Asami had fallen victim to what she had come to refer to as, "The Blue Void of Guilt," too many times to count already, caving in to any and every request made by her blue-eyed goddess of a girlfriend. She became putty in the Avatar's hands…not that she wasn't already, but that was beside the point.

"Sorry babe." She looked back down at her blueprint, trying to concentrate, but it was impossible with Korra so near and her aware that the Blue Void of Guilt was inches away from her.

"But," Korra protested.

Asami shook her head. "No." She would not give in to the Blue Void of Guilt. Not this time.

Korra pouted. There was a moment of silence, before Korra huffed, annoyed.

"Fine then," the Avatar spoke. "You've forced my hand Ms. Sato. Clearly this calls for more drastic measures."

Asami started to look up, a flag going up in her head at Korra's tone and choice of words. Her girlfriend was up to something. "Korra what," she started to ask, but Korra was no longer in front of the desk. "Ahhh," she shrieked as she was suddenly scooped up out of the chair, and in to Korra's arms and slung over the Avatar's shoulder in a fireman's carry. "Korra! What are you doing," she managed to ask between laughs, her face red.

Asami could hear the smile in her girlfriend's voice, and feel her shrug, when she replied, "Kidnapping you." Her tone was playful, yet calm, as if it were an everyday occurrence.

"Korra," she protested halfheartedly as the Avatar adjusted her hold, one arm around the CEO's legs just beneath her backside, the other on her ankles for leverage. "I have work to do."

"The only thing you have to do," Korra corrected her. "Is relax, and let your totally amazing girlfriend take care of you."

"Oh," Asami questioned, crossing her arms. "And what does my oh so amazing girlfriend plan to do with me now that she's got me?" She couldn't help but smile at this whole situation.

"I'm glad you asked," Korra replied eagerly. "Well first thing's first. I'm going to take you home, strip you out of those clothes and plunk you down in a nice relaxing bubble bath, and wash every inch of you."

"Oh yeah?" Asami had to admit, that did sound nice right about now.

"Mmhmm," Korra agreed. "And after that, I'll oil you up and give you the most relaxing, full body massage of your life."

"Mmm," Asami couldn't help but hum in pleasure. The thought of Korra's hands all over her, working their relaxing magic on her overstressed and overworked body sounded heavenly.

"Oh but we're not done yet," Korra continued, her tone getting darker and more sultry as she spoke. "After the massage, I'm going to dry you off, and wow your taste buds with the most spectacular, wow your taste buds, Watertribe dinner in bed you've ever had."

"You said, 'wow your taste buds' twice," Asami spoke breathlessly, Korra's mood starting to affect her.

She could feel it as Korra nodded. "That's just how great it's going to be!"

"Sounds exciting. Anything else you have planned on this rollercoaster of a day?" Asami twirled her finger around in the center of Korra's incredibly muscled back, eliciting a shiver from the Watertribe warrior. She couldn't help but smirk at this.

"Then we get to the best part," Korra continued, her voice dropping to its sultriest yet, making Asami shiver in anticipation. "What better way to work off dinner than a bit of alone time? Oh but not just any alone time," Korra interceded before Asami could say anything. "No. I'm going to tie you down and proceed to make love to you, over and over and over again until you beg me to stop, and then I'll keep going until you either pass out, or dry up and blow away, followed by the most intense and loving session of cuddling you have ever experienced in your entire life. I'm going to cuddle the ever loving fuck out of you…directly after I've finished fucking the ever loving cuddle out of you, and by the end of it all, you'll have forgotten all about you're boring, stressful old business stuff. What do you say to that Ms. Sato?"

Asami could hear the smugness in Korra's voice, but felt, in this case, that it was entirely warranted. Her throat had gone dry at Korra's descriptions of the things she wanted to do to her, and she could already feel the excitement building between her legs. "I," she rasped, pausing to clear her throat. "I say what are we waiting for?" The waver in her voice was obvious, and she didn't even attempt to hide it.

"Good question. Let's go!" Korra began marching forward.

"Wait! Korra," Asami protested weakly. "Aren't you going to put me down first?"

Korra chuckled. "Nope!" She airbent the doors open once more, marching out in to the lobby of Asami's office, bending the doors shut behind her once more, leaving Asami no choice but to go along with it, grasping at Korra's shirt out of instinct, but she knew the woman who had her in her arms would never let her fall.

Asami could only blush and look around awkwardly as she was carried out of her own office on the Avatar's shoulders.

"Leaving early today Ms. Sato?" The voice of her secretary drew her attention and she patted Korra's back, making the Avatar pause in front of the woman's desk. She could see the smirk on the woman's face, and hear the playfulness in her tone.

"It would appear that way wouldn't it Li Dah?" Asami smiled, crossing her arms and blushing. "Would you mind rescheduling whatever I had left for today, for tomorrow?"

"Of course Ma'am. Have a pleasant day." She bounced her eyebrows, making Asami blush harder, and drawing a chuckle from the older woman. Asami couldn't meet her gaze as she patted Korra's back once more, and the woman dutifully moved on once again.

Good natured laughter, chuckling, and even a few jokes and playful wolf whistles followed them out as Korra carried her through the building, and down through the front doors, Asami blushing all the way, grateful that Korra had the decency to protect her modesty, the arm around her upper legs, keeping her skirt from flying up and giving everyone a view that was supposed to be reserved for Korra.

As if reading her mind, Korra reached up with her other hand, patting her bottom, making the pale skinned woman blush anew.

"Korra," she protested halfheartedly, enjoying the Avatar's ministrations either way. "You're going the wrong way. My car's in the garage."

"Uh huh," Korra agreed, even as she began to walk away from the Future Industries building, still carrying her.

"Aren't you going to put me down now? You don't plan on carrying me all the way home do you?" Asami looked around, noticing all the stares they were getting from people passing by. But she couldn't exactly blame them. It's not everyday they got a view like the Avatar carrying the Future Industries CEO down a busy Republic City sidewalk in broad daylight.

"No, and yes," Korra answered with amusement, chuckling.

"But," Asami tried to protest, but Korra cut her off.

"Now, now 'Sami, don't argue with your kidnapper." She pinched the CEO's backside playfully, eliciting a yelp from the older woman, who crossed her arms once more, blushing.

And as she was carried along, swinging lightly in the grip of the woman she loved most, and enjoying the passing scenery, despite the odd looks they were getting from people, she couldn't help but think…that maybe being kidnapped…wasn't so bad after all.


A/N: This one has been on my mind for a while, so I'm glad I got a chance to share it with all of you. Probably not what you were expecting with the title eh? ;) Anyways, let me know what you guys think, as always, reviews are encouraged and appreciated.