(Author's Note: This specific chapter is dedicated to DazzlingAmethyst as a thank you for all the support.)
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It wasn't long after they arrived from the festival that Korra and Noatak found themselves in Korra's little room; their coats, gloves, boots and her skirt already lay discarded haphazardly in a corner, topped off by his mask.
They were sitting on the futon in the same position Korra had once adopted in Naga's presence- she was on his lap with her arms around his neck and her legs stretched out while his hands wrapped around her back to keep her close. The Avatar's lips were urgent on his in a kiss that began as sweet but morphed into something burning and demanding with their mouths molded into each other and their tongues dueling for passionate dominance. Korra's hands in his hair were needy and pushy while his fingers traced slowly and sensually down her back, sending shivers up her spine.
They were startled from their embrace by the distinctive sound of a door being opened and shut. There were faint voices in the home but rather than invade their room, the sounds of talking and footsteps quickly receded, possibly into the only other sleeping room of the house.
"You're parents are home." Noatak commented casually. He wouldn't admit to it but he was disappointed, then again it was preferable that their intimacy was cut short so soon rather than in the middle of more…energetic situations.
"So?" Korra was busy planting kisses up his marked jaw.
"Korra, we agreed not to do this here." Noatak calmly pushed her onto the futon creating some distance between him and her impulsive body.
"Yeah, but I want to!" She demanded rebelliously, getting on all fours and moving close to nuzzle into his neck and whisper- "I know you want it too."
"What we want is of no consequence, Korra. It is too risky." Noatak reprimanded her but made no move to get away from her. The reality of the situation was that he didn't mind the danger in the least, he just preferred not to have Korra regret it in the morning.
"We've done risky before." Korra murmured enticingly in his ear, her hands were roaming up his tense thighs as she came closer and closer.
"Yes, and if I remember correctly you were very vocal at the time." Noatak was watching her with curiosity, he enjoyed her attitude but if he didn't curb her impulsive behavior things might get out of hand.
"You liked it, didn't you?" She smirked, licking the shell of his damaged ear while her bold hand began sliding into his slacks to stroke a now intensely sensitive bulge.
"That is not the problem, Korra." He hissed through gritted teeth as her wanton actions began to stir his carnal instincts.
"Then what is it?" Korra lips kissed and trailed down his neck as one of her hands slipped into his tight fitting black shirt to caress the warm skin while the other hand continued to caress his rapidly hardening flesh.
"The problem…" Noatak grabbed her hands, pinning them behind her back as he looked straight into her eyes. "…is that I don't believe you can keep that lustful voice down."
"You could always make me keep quiet." Korra was smirking, it was a challenge. "You've done it before." Of course the situation she was referring to had been during an argument and not an intimate moment but she knew he would catch her drift regardless.
"Avatar Korra, who knew you could be so lewd?" He commented with a hint of surprise. "Are you actually daring me to gag you?" His curiosity suddenly became anticipation.
"Well, if you can't do it…" Korra trailed off as a dare. She was purposely prodding at his dominant side with the snarkiest little smirk.
"My, my…What sass you have today." Noatak knew very well when he was being baited but if Korra was willing to thread those waters then he wanted to see how far he could truly push her.
He kissed her with deep demanding passion, knowing full well she would try to overpower the kiss to her advantage, but he still had her hands pinned behind her back and she simply melted into the embrace with needy enthusiasm while twisting her hands in his grip, not exactly hard enough to get free but enough to press closer to him and remind him that she was slightly at his mercy.
Noatak broke the kiss, leaving Korra breathless with swollen lips as he pushed her to lie on the bedding, then he grabbed the edge of her top and quickly pulled it over her head, yet instead of removing the garment he used it to tie her wrists together over her while gauging her reaction as his eyes roamed her body- even in the freezing environment of the pole she still wore no undergarments though he already suspected that it was due to the sensitive side effects of her current condition.
"Does this mean you're willing to play?" Korra squirmed against the binds but merely gave him a crooked little smirk again.
"Let's see how you fare." Noatak kissed her again, his cool hands trailing up the sides of her heated body as he sucked softly on her lower lip.
"You're hands are cold…" She whispered lustily between kisses as his actions made her shiver.
"Unlike you, I'm not a firebender, Korra." He stated the obvious while his icy fingers circled the slightly swollen mounds of her breasts making goosebumps erupt on her tanned flesh. "So, you'll just have to endure it until your skin warms me." He teased.
"Bring it on." She was actively trying to swallow down a moan as the tips of his fingers continued to trail the sensitive skin of her breasts.
"As you wish." His mouth found her neck, kissing, sucking and even nipping with unnecessary force as he his hands groped both her perky mounds suddenly.
The actions sent a jolt of pleasure up Korra's spine, from the surprise as much as the physical pleasure. The way his teeth grazed down her throat and his calloused palms crushed into her hardening dark nipples was making Korra bite furiously into her lip to keep from crying out.
Noatak was testing her. She seemed incredibly responsive and the sudden urge to test her limits was becoming harder and harder to ignore; he found it unbelievable that such a tough, powerful and independent woman could so willingly crumble to subservient pleasure…Then again, it was frequently those headstrong types that needed the release of being intimately subdued.
He caressed and kneaded her supple mounds, dragging his mouth lower down her skin until his lips wrapped around a dark taut nipple with his teeth tugging forcibly at the hardened tip as his hands continued to knead the other breast watching Korra's eyes squeeze shut at the sudden rush of sensation with her own pearly teeth clamped down on her lower lip.
Her reactions were delicious and she was, impressively, holding back her voice despite all the little noises that she was carefully and unsuccessfully trying to swallow back. Noatak wondered how much longer she would last before her concentration slipped and plenty of dark ideas began to flood his mind, ideas that he had never expected her to enjoy before but that now seemed more than just possible- they seemed probable.
He tweaked and twisted a nipple lightly between his teeth and Korra slipped as he had expected, letting out one of the awkward little squeals he had discovered back in Naga's pen, that uncharacteristically girly sound that fell from her lips and made her blush slightly with embarrassment.
"Korra, Korra…" He shook his head, saying her name in admonishment with a voice far too low and dark for comfort. "How does the mighty Avatar make such shameless girly little sounds?"
"S-shut up." She stuttered slightly with her cheeks coloring all over again despite her little defiant frown. "Stop teasing me like…like that!" The demand was entirely half-hearted.
Noatak moved up, his body was mere millimeters above hers. He watched her tug impatiently at the fabric that bound her wrists while she unconsciously squeezed her clothed legs together and stared at him, daring him to go further…And he wanted to go much, much further.
"I think not…Korra." He whispered into her bitten lips with a slow dark rusty voice that was Amon's all over again, a voice that he knew had once made her tremble with fear. "Now be quiet." He commanded in that same tone.
Korra swallowed audibly, his voice was doing strange things to her, possibly arousing her just as much as his touch did and the vulnerable position made her so self-aware that all she wanted was to close the distance between their bodies even if she couldn't consciously understand why. Unable to think up a comeback, her slightly parted lips lunged impulsively for a kiss, one that he dodged just to watch the frustration in her eyes.
"Noatak!" She complained as his hands travelled lightly down her body again.
His left hand clamped over her mouth roughly as the right swiftly pulled off her slacks, leaving her completely bare in the bright flickering light of the oil lamp. His free hand roamed harshly up between her thighs forcing them apart.
"I thought I told you to be quiet." He scolded in that dangerous whispered voice.
Korra's eyes widened slightly, her pupils were dilated with a mix of adrenaline and arousal and her breath was harsh against his gagging hand as she froze, unable to take her eyes off him.
His free fingers probed and stroked between the moistened folds of her sex without warning- she was absurdly wet and slippery already; it made him wonder just how much of a dark submissive side Korra really had. A slight soft moan was muffled by his hand as Korra rose her hips to meet his touch before his now slick fingers circled and tapped the tiny sensitive pearl that made her legs literally quiver as more soft sounds were choked back by his hold; and yet Noatak was slow, agonizingly slow, as he watched her squirm.
"Do you have any idea how absolutely sensual you look right now?" Noatak whispered to her lustful face, still in that same dangerous voice without ever pausing his physical actions. "How extraordinarily passionate and shameless you look?"
Korra shook her head almost automatically but his grip was firm enough that she could barely move and the little strangled sounds at the back of her throat took on an almost pleading pitch and she attempted to press her body closer to his.
"Shall I show you…?" He murmured with a hint of threat in his dark voice.
Korra didn't know what to reply, she had no idea what he meant but for some reason she didn't feel it was anything that would allow her any shred of dignity. Before she could think any further, Noatak moved away and removed his hands from her body allowing a gasp for air to escape her lips as she watched him raise his honeyed fingers to his lips, deliberately licking her bodily fluids off them and savoring the slightly spicy taste of her simply to watch the flinch of embarrassment and desire that washed over her expression.
Noatak then moved his hands, bending water from Korra's water-skin until a blob of it hung just behind her head so she could not see what he was bending it into; he proceeded to shape and ice-bend it into a perfectly shiny oval mirror whose reflections were translucent but entirely sharp. It was the first time he actually used waterbending in front of her for something so trivial, so far he had attempted to only used his skills when absolutely necessary not only out of ethical concerns but out of emotional issues as well, but this simple act was proof that he was becoming more relaxed with his own bending again.
He then allowed her hands to fall in front of her but kept them securely bound before he guided Korra's body onto her knees and turned her to face the mirror; he placed her tied arms around his own neck and pressed his clothed body up to her naked back, hands roaming up her hips and waist sensually as he looked directly at her in mirror. Korra seemed fascinated, terrified, aroused and ashamed all at once and the way her body squirmed impatiently and her eyes flickered away from the reflection was as provocative to the senses as the sight of her bare exposed body.
"Look at yourself, Korra." He whispered in her ear without ever looking away from her reflection. "Look how absolutely debased you have become."
"Stop it." Korra's voice was shaky and breathy- nothing more than a pretense of pride to hide what she really wanted as her cheeks flamed red.
"Why should I…?" He murmured dangerously, his marked calloused hands trailing up her dark cinnamon skin. "…When I have you completely at my mercy?" He gripped her firm breasts roughly for emphasis and pressed his body further to hers, feeling the sudden jolt that went through her.
"Please!" Korra gasped out, not really sure if she was begging him to stop or begging for more as her fingers dug into the back of his neck.
"Didn't I tell you to keep quiet?" Noatak's hand was suddenly at her throat, holding her steady and dominantly but without real force; his voice was harsher and darker than ever. "Or is it that this lascivious body of yours needs a more decadent sort of passion?"
"Yes…Yes, Noatak." Korra's eyes were lustfully half lidded but staring into his in the mirror with an eager pleading need. She was biting the edge of her lower lip in that seductively delicious way only she could and she even willingly spread her knees exposing the glistening fluids that slid down her thighs. A primal, submissive Korra: the sight was beyond erotic.
His lips twitched into a crooked victorious smirk and suddenly Korra was on all fours, facing the mirror with her bound hands on the bedding before her and Noatak loomed over her from behind, tracing down her smooth strong back with almost worshiping admiration before she felt the hot hard grind of flesh between her legs which made her moan a little louder than she intended. As a response to that simple sound, and mainly to keep testing her limits, he wrapped a hand in her ponytail and harshly pulled her hair until she arched back to him with a sharp gasp; the action was unnecessarily brutal but it only made Korra more wanton and she was practically grinding her body to his in a demand for more.
"What a deviant Avatar you've become." Noatak practically growled in that deep menacing voice, still holding her hair tightly in his grip before he thrust his hard length into her wet welcoming core.
He clamped his free hand onto her mouth just in time to muffle the cry of pleasure that gushed from her swollen lips, but he wasn't about to stop any time soon, after all, seeing Korra in such a state had driven him to the limits of sanity no matter how composed he attempted to look as he teased her.
The thrusts were hard, fast and frantic, causing their bodies to slap together in a lewd harsh rhythm. Noatak eventually let go of Korra's hair in order to steady her body by gripping her hip so hard that the tips of his fingers dug into her flawless flesh as she once again supported herself on her hands and knees; his other hand remained firmly over her mouth, muting any unruly moans and cries that attempted to escape past her lips as he held her face up, making sure her semi-shut eyes could still watch the display in the mirror.
Through her dark lashes, Korra could see the woman in the frozen mirror move her body and roll her hips like a primal being in the heat of passion, her skin was beginning to glisten with a thin sheen of sweat and the state of absolute submission would have looked almost artistically beautiful on her if it were not for the fast wild urgent need for release building up between both their bodies.
Noatak never stopped the burning and almost violent thrusts, he could feel Korra's body grow tense under the harsh slippery touch of his fingers and her muffled cries were more insistent than ever as she felt the coil of pleasure grow more and more until she was about to tip over the edge. At some point, Noatak shocked her by sliding the hand on her hip in front of her body down to the spot where their bodies connected so intimately like a sensuous puzzle pieces, his fingers found the slick little pearl at the top of her sex and pinched- that simple action was enough to send Korra spiraling down into the depths of pleasure. She shut her eyes completely and screamed mutely into his silencing palm as wave after electrical wave of pure unrestrained pleasure jolted through every nerve of her body making her lose control of her limbs and see white behind her tightly shut eyelids.
Noatak followed suit, her reaction was just too overwhelmingly intense, from the passionate wild look on her face as she fell apart from the pleasure to the way her body seized and her blazing hot core rippled and clamped down on his shaft; all together it made his senses explode with blinding intensity. He held her steady and bit back his own groans as he spilled himself into her body unaware that his face, twisted as it was with unmasked desire, was fully on show for her on the icy mirror.
They collapsed to the side, both panting breathlessly as Noatak's hand slipped away from her mouth in order to remove the binding garment that still tied Korra's wrists together before throwing it aside and allowing a still shaky Korra to curl closely to his body. There might not have been sparks over her skin this time but she was still hot, looking completely spent with stray locks of hair pasted to her perspired skin and her chest rising and lowering rapidly as she panted. The expression on her face, though, was one of pure uninhibited bliss.
Noatak wasn't in much better shape himself; all he could do was wrap his arms around her tightly and possessively. The high, the rush of dominating her completely was fading leaving his body as shaky and rubbery as hers but he couldn't fight the possessive and protective urges that told him to cling to her and worship her, especially after she had surrendered herself to him so gorgeously.
"It seems I've just uncovered a dark little secret about you, Korra." He had leaned closer and murmured the words into her ear with a breathless voice as he planted chaste kisses on her marked neck. "Who knew the Avatar had such an indecent predilection?"
"I can't help it. You're dark side is too sexy." Korra panted the words, actually chuckling as she wrapped her arms around him. As much as she knew she should be ashamed given her headstrong personality, she simply wasn't; it had felt too good and too right to be shameful despite the humiliation and vulnerability at some points.
"So is your submissive side." He was honest but refrained from pointing out that his 'dark side' had once given her nightmares and scared her in all the wrong ways. Then again, her new tastes were proof of how her feelings for him had changed entirely and from his point of view, being able to free his darker nature for a moment had been…interesting to say the least.
"Ah! Submissive! That sounds soooooooooo wrong." Korra laughed softly as they pulled the covers over their rapidly cooling bodies and pressed closely together again.
"I agree that it does sound unfitting for you, but it was enjoyable to experience nonetheless." Noatak combed her hair away from her face and tried not to grin too much as they looked at each other.
"Just enjoyable?" Korra's tone was filled with mock offense.
"Considerably more than just enjoyable, Korra."
Korra merely grinned in response and kissed Noatak's lips slowly and lovingly. She would never ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER admit to anyone in the world that she had a side like the one they had just discovered and she would probably punch in the face of anyone other than Noatak who tried to call her submissive; but secretly, well hidden in the corner of her mind, she was already craving the next time and mentally licking her lips at the delicious ideas that came along.
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(Author's Note: I decided that the amorra pairing can't just have fluffy love, there has to be some harder D/s passion in the middle because, hey, it's AMON and KORRA we are talking about! Now, excuse me while I go take a cold shower…in the winter…)