Someone asked me on tumblr how often I'd be updating these (with college and book writing and work and everything) so I'll tell you what I told them: I'm going to try to post at least 2 a week to help cut down my prompt list whilst working on all of my other stuff.

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The Bet

"So what kind of bet are we talkin' about here?" Korra asked with a sly grin. "What do I get when I win?"

"You mean if you win," Asami corrected her.

"Please," she scoffed.

Asami rolled her eyes. "Okay, how about…the loser has to plan a special date for the winner?"

Korra shook her head. "No, we do stuff like that already. You gotta make it more interesting!"

"Hmm…" She wracked her brain for ideas. "Oh, okay," she grinned mischievously, "The one who caves first has to do everything the winner wants for a whole day."

"Sounds good."

"And I mean everything they want, no matter what it is."

Korra pursed her lips. "Sounds like you've already got something in mind."

"Oh you'll see," she said with a wink.

The bet itself was to see who could go the longest without cuddling and kissing, and three days in Korra and Asami both found it to be much more difficult than they had expected. When striking the bet, they shared a similar thought: Oh, I've gone all those years without these romantic gestures, so what's a few days? However, they didn't take into account that it was completely natural for them to embrace upon meeting, or playfully kiss when they sat next to each other. Every time Asami walked through the front door Korra had to mentally remind herself to stay put and keep her hands to herself.

The first thing that Korra really hated about this bet was sleeping alone. Asami had let her crawl into bed the first night, fully aware that she would win the bet right then and there because Korra cuddled in her sleep, and didn't say a word about it. Korra had shot up after about thirty minutes of trying to fall asleep before she realized her mistake.

"Wait!" she had exclaimed. "That's cheating!"

Asami had one eye cracked open. "I'm not sure I know what you mean, sweetie."

Korra had huffed and stormed off to a guest room down the hall.

If Asami wanted to play dirty, then so would she. Korra happened to know that Asami enjoyed watching her train, so she decided to use that to her advantage.

Asami was in the garage one afternoon, observing the engine of a malfunctioning Satomobile. Korra strode in with a smug smile and a rather heavy gym bag slung over her shoulder.

"Hey, 'Sami, do you mind if I lift in here?" Korra asked.

"Hmm?" Asami asked, not fully paying attention.

Korra let the bag fall to the ground with a loud clunk. Asami looked up at her. Her eyes widened a bit upon seeing her girlfriend in only her bindings and training shorts.

"Uh…what?"

Korra grinned and waved her off. "Ah, it's okay. I won't bother you." She reached into her bag and grabbed a reasonably sized weight. "Get back to work, I'll be quiet I promise." Korra found a wooden bench in Asami's line of sight and propped one foot up against it, leaning forward, providing Asami with a wonderful view of her toned legs.

Asami swallowed, a lump beginning to form in her throat.

Korra absolutely loved the mixed emotions of confusion and desire in Asami's eyes and she slowly began to curl the weight up and down with her arm.

Asami blinked rapidly and tried to gather her bearings, refocusing on the task at hand. Korra noticed her working again, so she groaned loudly to get her attention.

"You see that Asami?" she called, wiping away the sweat from her forehead. "All this working out, I'm starting to sweat a bit."

Asami tried to scowl at her, but found herself focusing on the swell of Korra's biceps every time she lifted the weight, and only managed a grimace.

"Well, maybe you should stop then," Asami choked out.

"You know what?" Korra said, ignoring her girlfriend. "This is actually a really great place to train. I think I'll start coming in here from now on." She set down the weight and started some over-the-head arm stretches.

Asami opened her mouth to protest, but the words got stuck in her throat when Korra bent over to touch her toes, leaving Asami with a clear shot of her backside. She felt her face heating up and knew she had to get out of there before she lost the bet.

"I—I actually need something from my, um, office," she stammered and made a beeline towards the exit.

Sadly for Asami's sake, Korra was quicker and reached the doorway before her. She jumped up and grabbed the top threshold and began a set of chin ups. Asami was forced to halt in her tracks, eyelevel with Korra's midriff. She felt her self-restraint weakening by the second and grit her teeth together.

"Korra," she said forcibly, "can you please move?"

Grinning wickedly, Korra lowered herself so that she was face-to-face with Asami.

"I could, but do you really want me to?"

Asami clenched her fists at her side so that she wouldn't reach out and run her fingers down her girlfriend's well defined stomach…

Asami let out a frustrated groan and elbowed her way through the door. The sound of Korra's devious laughter followed her down the hall.

That is not fair, Asami thought bitterly as she shut the door to her office. She leaned against the wall and pinched the bridge of her nose. There is no way she can let Korra win, who knows what that girl would come up with if she caved.

Suddenly Asami remembered something she had bought weeks ago and a smile crept its way to her face.

Payback time.

"Hey Asami? Have you seen my platypus bear hide?" Korra called as she neared Asami's bedroom. She scrubbed her wet hair with a towel, having just taken a shower. "Bolin wants me to meet him at the ferry and head to Air Temple Island." She opened the door and looked around.

Her platypus bear hide was on the bed and she got one foot inside the room when she stopped dead in her tracks. Lying next to her clothing was Asami. Korra's mouth went dry as she realized what Asami was wearing. Or more like what she was not wearing.

Asami was lying on her back, propped up by her elbows, clothed in a matching set of red lacy underwear and oh so revealing bra. She smiled smugly at Korra's dumbfounded expression and flipped her hair over her shoulder in one swift, seductive flick of her wrist.

"Yeah, it's right here," she said innocently.

"Wha—what?" Korra asked, completely distracted.

"Your platypus bear hide."

"Oh," she replied and forced herself to walk to the bed.

As Korra reached her destination she couldn't help herself when she blatantly stared at Asami's gorgeous body. She was positioned in such a way that it provided Korra with a great view of her assets. Everything she found attractive about Asami's body seemed to be exemplified to the max. The past few days of pent up desire were starting to bubble to her surface as she tried to will herself not to pounce on her girlfriend and tear off that teasing lingerie.

Spirits above, this was absolute torture.

Asami bit her bottom lip as she watched the display of lust and frustration pass over Korra's face. She could see her victory playing out exactly as she had planned.

Korra mentally cursed herself. She should have grabbed the clothing and left ages ago. Korra stole a glance at Asami's face and instantly wished she hadn't. The suggestive glint in her half shut eyes and the way she was biting her lip was far too much. Korra snapped.

With a groan she left the platypus bear hide long forgotten on the bed and dragged herself onto Asami, kissing her hard on the mouth. Asami had planned on smiling triumphantly into the kiss, but she was too caught up in her own desire to think about bragging just yet.

Through her drunk-like state of mind, Korra had managed to straddle Asami's hips and trap her wrists on either side of her head on the pillows. She was unrelenting when it came to showing Asami just how frustrated she had been the last few days.

"You cheated," Korra grunted inbetween two heated kisses.

Asami gasped lightly when Korra lowered her mouth to attack her neck, biting and kissing from her jaw to her collarbone.

"You did too," she replied with a happy sigh.

As Korra continued her assault Asami grinned mischievously.

"Looks like I won."

Korra froze with her teeth tugging playfully at Asami's bra strap, suddenly remembering that she would have to pay penalty.

"Don't worry," Asami reassured her. "I'll cash in my prize tomorrow."