By the time the mover ended it was well past dinner time and Asami was hungry for more than food as she sat on the blankets, her body wrapped around Korra's. Her hands ran through the avatar's hair lovingly as Korra caressed her face, each touch was loving and tender as she traced the features on the face of the heiress.
Asami's legs intertwined with Korra's as she rested her knee in a very sensitive spot between the avatar's legs, moving upward every so often sending a trembling ache through Korra's body while a soft moan escaped those precious caramel lips. Asami found immense pleasure making Korra, knowing it was sound only for her ears. The young CEO was lost in the moment, not wanting it to end only wanting it to grow and blossom into something further as her hands found Korra's placing them on her thighs.
Stopping for a moment, Korra took in the beautiful sight that was Asami. The heiress was dressed casually with no makeup, no frills and she was still beautiful, breathtaking even. A small rumble from Asami's stomach interrupted the avatar's thoughts as her gaze was measuring up her girlfriend, getting lost in her raw beauty and animal-like magnetism.
"What do you want to eat? You seem hungry," Korra quipped with the offer to cook for Asami knowing the CEO wasn't much of chef and often ate out.
"You. I am hungry for you," she responded through lidded jade eyes in a husky tone that told Korra not to fight her on this, that Asami was determined to get her way.
The next thing Korra knew Asami's lips found hers gently kissing them at first then the pace became panicked as if she were losing Korra, the memories of Brasa's visit fresh in her mind. Mentally the CEO chided herself to slow down, and she did only to have Korra kiss her back hard and deep as she shifted her weight straddling the heiress.
This was a somewhat new behavior for Korra and Asami was instantly sold on it, having Korra on her lap, full access to her body was most definitely a turn on. The new found aggressive and dominant side of Korra was a turn on, on its own, enough to send an electrifying pule between Asami's thighs as she moaned softly into caramel lips.
Asami could feel herself growing wet with each move Korra made kissing, licking and biting her way down to the collar of the CEO's flannel. At first she wasn't aware that she kept moaning Korra's name breathlessly. It was only when she slowly regained her wits she realized this, but it didn't matter. She no longer cared about trying to tamp down her emotions or show restraint. All that mattered in that moment was her and Korra's love.
Korra clawed at the buttons of Asami's flannel, her fingers clumsily unbuttoning the shirt as as the jade eyed woman shimmied out of it, her lips never leaving Korra's. Glacial azure eyes focused on jade ones as the latter grasped at the hem of the avatar's shirt. Gently, Asami lifted the soft tee shirt over Korra's head discarding it on the floor as she took in the sight before her.
Asami's eyes were glued to Korra who now straddled her topless and began grinding into her, her breasts bouncing with each rhythmic thrust of her hips. Her gentle hand reached out and fondled Korra's breasts palming them gently until she elicited a moan from the avatar. Satisfied, Asami returned her focus back to the caramel lips.
The heiress could feel her excitement mounting, she was positively dripping as Korra paused long enough to help her out of her tank top. The only thing separating them was the pair of sweatpants each woman donned.
"Wait..wait," Asami pleaded as Korra's hands worked their way toward the waistband of her pants, threatening to slip inside them.
The heiress adjust herself so she laid down, head back against the pillows allowing Korra to truly straddle her. The avatar went back to work immediately, her nimble fingers no longer nervous disappeared beneath the elastic waistband of Asami's sweatpants.
She couldn't control the loud moan that escaped her lips as Korra softly stroked her mound, slowly teasing her. As the avatar slid a finger across her welcoming slit, the young CEO was positively dripping, completely saturated and waiting, beckoning and begging for Korra to be inside of her.
Where her finger had slid across her slit, she doubled back this time with her tongue. It was soft, warm and welcoming as it drove the CEO wild while she squirmed beneath the avatar's mouth. Korra's eyes locked on Asami's as she slid a slender finger inside her dripping core.
The finger quickly found its mark as she began massaging her clit slowly rubbing it as Asami wailed like a siren. With her free hand Korra gently caressed her lover's breast only adding to Asami's pleasure as she teetered on the edge of an orgasm already. Korra slid a second finger inside of her doubling down on her efforts.
The CEO grabbed fistfuls of blankets trying to ground herself, anything to hold off from cuming as she enjoyed Korra's handiwork. Korra's fingers plunged deeper into her core, working feverishly as her lover urged her on begging her for more. A litany of curses escaped Asami's mouth as Korra hit her g-spot and and worked methodically sending her into euphoric haze.
Asami helplessly ran her fingers through Korra's hair, clutching the strands as her body trembled achieving her climax as she lost control, giving herself completely to Korra. Korra could feel the raven haired beauty trembling underneath her as she gently stroked her, her fingers pumping in and out of her they gently worked clit, eliciting moans and cries of delight from Asami until finally she was spent.
But, Korra did not relent, her fingers still inside Asami's velvety walls continued to stroke her. Her thumb massaging the CEO's clit as Asami tried to say Korra's name but all that came out were moans and whimpers as the avatar slid two fingers back inside her slick core. Korra's fingers slid deeper curling inside Asami as string of curses left her mouth once again, body trembling as Korra delivered another toe curling orgasm that left her hungry and breathless all at the same time.
Korra hovered above her lover playfully biting her neck, knowingly leaving what would be very visible hickeys come morning. But, Korra cared very little about that, she was sending a message to Brasa, that Asami was hers. She was leaving her mark. The avatar slid her fingers out of her lover, and brought them to her mouth and sucked them with an audible pop. Asami even tasted good, there was nothing about her that wasn't perfect.
Asami reached out for Korra, her hands traveling toward the waistband of her sweatpants, but the avatar stopped her, she wasn't finished with her Asami yet. Perhaps it was desire but more so it was a need to prove to Asami she truly loved her, and that she was hers. That she wasn't going anywhere, Korra was here to stay. The avatar wasn't done staking her claim on Asami,intent on proving just how much she loved her.
Korra shimmied further down Asami's body, settling between her legs. She positioned herself so that Asami's legs hooked over her shoulders as she went to work. Korra's tongue slid over the slot of Asami's dripping sex, lapping up the excess fluids enjoying the taste of her sweet nectar. Each masterful pass of her tongue made the heiress whimper softly in delight as she purred calling Korra's name.
With Asami still dripping but satisfied with her work, Korra parted the lobes of Asami's lower lips darting her tongue inside the heiress's sex. The unique, delightful taste of Asami filled Korra's mouth as her tongue worked its way inside of her lover. Once she struck Asami's now swollen, hypersensitive clit and stoked it with her tongue, the heiress began to quiver as Korra went to work. Her tongue darted in and out as she alternated between massaging it with her tongue and suck on it.
Korra lost count of the number of times that Asami teetered on the brink of cuming and then jumped of over the precipice, letting go and climaxing for Korra as she continued to to assault the CEO with her tongue and occasionally switching back to using her fingers. Finally after hitting double digits, Korra collapsed on top of Asami, her body covered in sweat, as she was almost certain her own wetness was detectable through the sweatpants she was wearing.
As Korra laid on top of Asami, the heiress pushed the hair from her face before her lips found Korra's. Asami could tell Korra tasted of her, but couldn't care less. The young CEO was amazed at her lover, for Asami being the only woman she had been with Korra seemed to know exactly what to do. The avatar seemed to know just where and how to touch, her fingers magic, her tongue golden. Korra seemed to be specifically designed to make love to her, she was perfect.
If it were possible it made Asami love Korra even more, but she already loved the water tribe woman to her heart's fullest capacity. In that moment, all she wanted to do was kiss her with fiery passion that told Korra just how much she was loved. Kissing her hard, Asami rolled them over so that she was now on top of Korra.
With hungry, greedy hands Asami tugged at the loose fitting sweatpants that hung low on Korra's hips pulling them clear off her muscular sculpted legs. Korra inhaled sharply as smooth hands ran the length of her inner thigh, sensing the wetness that lie ahead of them as they inched closer to her dripping sex.
Asami was still amazed by the sight of Korra's muscular, toned legs, her perfect six pack of abs, her sculpted biceps, and the complete smoke show that was her girlfriend. She felt like the luckiest person alive that Korra was hers, and hers alone. She was a sight that Asami would never tire of seeing. It was hard for her to imagine that six months prior, a naked Korra only existed in her wildest fantasies, her most private and captivating dreams.
Feverish lips met Korra's in bruising as she kissed and bit at Korra's neck leaving what would be hickies of her own, if they even formed on the dark caramel skin of the blue eyed beauty. Korra's panting was music to Asami's ears as she kissed a path to the peak of the avatar's breast, popping a tender, dark nipple in her mouth as she sucked and manipulated it until Korra moaned her name as it became hard in her mouth.
Satisfied, Asami duplicated the process on Korra's other breast- her eyes not wavering from Korra's as she watched the lust cloud the normally clear blue eyes.
Her mouth hovered above Korra's navel, her breath sending goosebumps down the otherwise perfect flesh. Deciding to slowly devour Korra, Asami's mouth worked a methodical and painstakingly slow path from her navel to the patch of coarse black hair.
All the while, Korra's soft moans were growing louder and more frantic as Asami's mouth grew closer to it's target. The raven haired beauty received measurable satisfaction as she watched Korra twitch and squirm under the minsitrings of her carefully placed kisses only settling when Asami's lips met hers in a hungry kiss. When their lips parted, Asami's mouth returned to Korra's mound, her tongue on the precipice of foraying into Korra's slick slit as she slowly teased her.
"Please,"Korra moaned breathlessly with the need seeping through in her voice and a fiery desire in her eyes.
It wasn't a question, it was command, a plea. A plea for Asami to be inside of her, to make her whole again. Wordlessly, Asami agreed her tongue sliding over Korra's slit, the taste of her wetness was stellar as Asami lapped it up once more before guiding her tongue inside of Korra.
Slowly her tongue worked its way inside the tightness that was Korra, her velvet walls welcoming as her tongue found its mark massaging her clit. Korra's hips bucked and rocked against Asami's face as she wrapped her legs around the CEO while moaning, calling out for her. Asami worked quickly as she felt Korra quiver against her, the waterbender didn't need to speak the words, Asami was becoming attuned to Korra's body and her motions and what they meant.
It was clear the avatar was on the brink of cuming as Asami pushed forward, massaging her quicker with a deep fervor. It was then that Korra cut loose allowing herself to climax while Asami guided her to sheer bliss not giving up until Korra stilled. Her face was peaceful as she donned her best smile that was reserved specifically for Asami.
Then nonbender lapped up the avatar's juices, cleaning her thoroughly after she came. The taste of Korra filled her mouth, it was delightful and sensual all at once. Her unique taste was something Asami could never grow tired of. Blue eyes made jade and they pleaded for a round two, the CEO happily obliged, her tongue going back to work, double time.
It was then in their postcoital bliss with Asami curled up against Korra, her head resting peaceful on Korra's chest, that it occurred to her that she was the only person who had ever seen Korra like this. So carefree, so vulnerable, so adorable, so happy, so free.
She felt privileged that she got to see the very best of Korra, her and only her. All of the times she had dreamt of Korra in her three year hiatus she had never imagined, that she would truly have Korra and it would be this perfect. Three years ago, she never would have imagined her crush on Korra would grow into a full blown relationship with the avatar agreeing to move in with her. It felt like a dream, and if it was, damned be the person who awoke her. All Asami could think of was how she didn't deserve Korra.
This entire time Korra had wanted to share their relationship, she was proud of Asami and wanted the world to know the amazing person she loved. Asami was just realizing her lack of enthusiasm about making their relationship public seemed to only hurt Korra, it could be perceived as if she was acting as though it were something she were ashamed of.
When the reality was she wanted to shout her love for Korra from the rooftops. It was then in those moments of bliss that Asami decided she was no longer going to hide their relationship, she was going to show off Korra and their love to the world.
Asami could feel Korra's breath starting to peter out to an even keel as the waterbender began to fall into a light slumber. Slightly disappoint at the fact she couldn't continue showing Korra just how she loved her, Asami snuggled into her further as she reached for a blanket to cover them. As she settled into the crook of Korra's arms and nestled her head between her shoulder and neck, she felt the avatar wrap her arms around her, as if it were a natural reflex.
In Korra's embrace, Asami felt at peace and found the solace she had been missing since her mother had died and even more so since her father had been obliterated by Kuvira. Korra was able to make her feel calm and loved, at peace with the world, and one with herself all with just an embrace. The CEO wondered how she had managed to get through her days before Korra.
Those years before she met Korra were dark and empty. Now they seemed even more so, since Korra showed her what true love and happiness was. The three years Korra was gone, Asami lived for the letters from the avatar as she slowly came to the realization that she was in love with Korra, and the more they communicated in secret the deeper her love grew. Deep down Asami had always loved Korra, from the moment she had laid eyes on the blue eyed bombshell.
It took distance and time away for those feelings to bubble to the surface. Though Asami would give anything to change the reason Korra had been away, she was grateful it happened because it brought them together. It all enabled this. This relationship, these tender moment, it allowed the pure satisfaction of lying naked in Korra's arms, spent from loving her.
Meanwhile
At Republic City General Hospital Kya was finishing up a grueling day. With the insane weather the already understaffed hospital was left even more short-handed. Kya had offered to fill in, being a person who could never say no when someone needed help it was a trait she had inherited from both of her parents. She had been on her feet for hours helping heal those who needed her most, typically it was those who were trickling into the city from the broken Earth Kingdom seeking treatment and safe harbor after the horrors they had suffered under "The Great Uniter" Kuvira.
After seeing the devastation Kuvira had caused, all of the damage, suffering, pain, and injuries, Kya could not believe the tribunal had showed such leniency toward the former dictator. Sure Kuvira had redeemed herself some, but Kya was positive that if the judges had seen what she had, that animal would be behind bars, rotting, where she belonged.
Kya and Lin had often discussed this, both wondered how Suyin could turn such a blind eye and offer to oversee Kuvira under house arrest. The couple understood Kuvira was akin to a daughter of Su, but knowing first hand and hearing stories from both Lin and Kya should have changed her heart. Kya knew Suyin was a free spirit, kind and loving much like herself especially when compared to her sister Lin, but even Kya could not find in herself to show compassion to Kuvira.
Feeling heartbroken at the sights she took in during her shift, Kya opted to walk the long way to Lin's apartment. The metalbender lived in downtown Republic City not far from where Asami Sato lived. Lin's apartment was much more modest, a small but cozy second floor one bedroom flat that was within walking distance to the police station. The neighborhood, though near the station, wasn't exactly the nicest area but Kya knew Lin could take care of herself.
The Chief of Police had lived there since she was teenager, back when the neighborhood wasn't so rough, back when Lin wasn't so rough around the edges or so abrasive. But as time wore on the neighborhood transformed and life wore it down much like time passed and events had shaped the once overtly kind and welcoming Lin into the abrasive, sometimes harsh imposing figure she was now.
At least most people saw Lin as abrasive, harsh and imposing, but not Kya. Kya had always cared for Lin as something more than friend when they were teenagers. It had killed her when she had to sit by idly and watch as Lin became involved with her younger brother, Tenzin. It was during these years that world around Lin had changed. She started to experience the changes that life brought her and Tenzin wasn't there for her in the way Kya knew that she could be.
It had ripped her apart to watch her brother neglect Lin as the world turned her into the harsh abrasive person she is now. But, Kya always knew it was just a defensive mechanism, Lin always had a heart of gold, if only she could have been there to protect it.
Kya had watched Lin and Tenzin's relationship go up in flames not long after the passing of Avatar Aang. Tenzin wanted the world from Lin, but offered nothing in return. But, it was okay because Kya had been there to pick up the pieces for Lin, and that was the beginning of their relationship.
All of these years later, Kya still loved Lin as much as she did when she was teenager. The world may see Lin Beifong as an abrasive harsh imposing police chief, but Kya always saw the warm kind Lin that was buried under the bravado.
Kya shivered as the sound of thunder echoed in the distance as her feet carried her in the direction of Lin's apartment, in her mind she already pictured the metalbender curled up on the sofa sipping a glass of whiskey as she listened to the storm run its course.
The thought warmed Kya as she meandered through the streets until suddenly the only light guiding her was the moon and the occasional flash of lightning. Torn between wandering through the rough neighborhood alone in the dark or making a detour and taking Asami up on the offer to spend the night at her place, Kya was at a crossroads.
She then reminded herself if power was out here, it was out at the police headquarters as well as the rest of this sector of town- there would be no way Lin would stay home. She was a woman of action and she would be hard at work maintaining order and ensuring no chaos broke out during the storm. It was no longer just an ordinary storm but a full blown monsoon. With no key to Lin's apartment on her, Kya was left with but one choice, to seek refuge with Korra and Asami.
With the howling wind whipping around and the thunder and lightning ominously gaining steam, Kya's pace quickened as she approached Asami's appointment ring the doorbell urgently, feeling guilty as it the hour approached midnight.
Asami was still curled up against Korra, who remarkably was sound asleep as the thunder rocked the house, her slender fingers tracing the curves of Korra's body. The only light guiding Asami as she stole innocent touches from Korra was the moonlight streaming through the living room windows.
Asami sighed softly as Korra turned leaning into her, as she adjust now embracing the avatar. Before Korra she had never been much of cuddler, but with Korra it just felt so right. Like that was what her body was made for, she relished in the closeness and the warmth of Korra- it had calm soothing effect that relaxed her, made her forget everything that wasn't them.
In the serene silence of the moment as Asami traced Korra's lips with her thumb lovingly, intending to replace her thumb with lips when she was done, the distinct sound of her doorbell broke the silence. Asami was startled at first but quickly untangled herself from Korra as she replaced herself with a blanket.
In a hurry with no time to search for her hastily discarded clothes, Asami sprinted to their room, grabbing her robe and tying it taught around her body as she rushed to answer the door wondering who it could be.
Breathlessly, she flipped the light switch on and opened the door to reveal a drenched Kya. Asami had forgotten all about the offer she had extended to the elder waterbender earlier in the day, her arrival at this hour could only mean that she was in need of a place to stay. Before Kya could even speak Asami felt the blush creeping up her neck to her face and settling at the tips of her ears.
Politely she opened the door wider inviting Kya in out of the rain, internally grateful for the fact she had at least covered up Korra with blanket before answering the door.
"Sorry for the intrusion, but my-" Kya started to say before she full took in the picture before her eyes: Asami stood before her clad in a silk robe that left little to the imagination and wearing a blush a tomato would be jealous of. As Kya's eyes adjusted they landed on the far flung random articles of discarded clothing that littered the living room floor and then finally on the blanket bed where what Kya presumed Korra lay underneath a blanket.
Asami felt her blush deepen and as she remained silent while she watched the gears in Kya's head spin, clearly she wasn't expecting to walk in on this and it wasn't Asami's intent to be found out in such an embarrassing way.
"I can find somewhere else," Kya replied after the shock wore off, she considered Korra like one of her nieces this was certainly not a sight she was expecting to encounter and she was sure if Korra were awake she'd be nothing short of mortified.
"Nonsense. I have a guest room. Down the hallway last door on your right. Or there is a guest room upstairs," Asami replied in a tiny voice, clearly mortified.
"Thanks," Kya said kindly making sure she didn't stare at the scene and kept all of the questions that were pulsing through her mind to herself as she bounded up the stairs not wanting to have to walk past the sleeping Korra.
Once Kya disappeared up the stairs Asami let out breath she had not realized she had been holding. Deciding it would be best to move herself and Korra into their room to avoid an awkward morning Asami tried to wake the avatar.
But, tonight Korra was as deep a sleeper as she was stubborn, refusing to wake as Asami shook her and called her name. With Korra unwilling to wake, Asami slid her own sweatpants and tank top on after discarding her robe before turning out the light and returning back to the makeshift bed with Korra.
Asami couldn't help but chuckle to herself, the moment she laid beside Korra those arms instantly sought her out and wrapped around her. Even in a semi-comatose state Korra gravitated toward her, it gave her a thrilling feeling of pure love and joy like no other. Being with Korra was opening up an entirely different spectrum of feelings she did not know even existed.
In the safety of Korra's strong arms Asami listened to the sounds of the storm, the tremendous booming of the thunder, the howling wind, and the thumping thuds of torrential rain. The storm and Korra's warmth had a soothing effect on the young CEO as it stymied the anxiety and worry over the situation of Brasa. She knew that he wasn't done, but now that she was being honest with herself and was ready to share with the world her love for Korra, Asami felt invincible.
It also helped knowing that no matter what Brasa said or did to did to her image in the public eye, Korra was not going anywhere. The blue eyed bombshell was hers and she was intent on staying by her for the long haul, no matter what it looked like. That realization is what brought Asami inner nirvana allowed her truly be at peace, allowing her to prepare for whatever was coming.
Asami was wide awake in the wee hours of the morning when Korra stirred, her hands instantly gripped Asami tighter as she gained her bearings. When the glacial azure eyes opened as she sat up they met beautiful jade ones as the hands that belonged to the jade eyes caressed the avatar's toned body.
Korra smiled at Asami's delicate touch leaning forward pressing their foreheads together, then slowly their lips met in a slow, burning kiss as the blanket covering Korra's nude form fell. The endorphines flooding through Korra's bodies gave her a high like nothing comparable, more addictive than the latest street drug, each taste of Asami left her wanting, craving, needing more.
Korra's hands moved to the fabric on the waistband of Asami's pants, she gently tugged at them urging her girlfriend to rid herself of them. It was apparent that Korra had woken up with a hunger of her own.
"No," Asami whispered softly with a wanton glint in her eyes, no was a word Korra wasn't use to hearing from anyone especially her.
Korra's eyes met Asami's in questioning gaze. She had seemed so eager when their lips had met, and yet she was denying her, Korra couldn't wrap her mind around the mix signals in her sleepy state.
"Kya is upstairs," Asami replied simply as she watched Korra's expression turn to that of complete mortification.
It wasn't so much that Korra was embarrassed by her sex life, it was the fact that she had always thought of Kya as family, a mentor, a caring figure full of advice. The fact that she had been privy to such sight made Korra wish she simply didn't exist. She was beyond horrified.
"Wh- What exactly did she see?" Korra inquired with a nervous laugh as Asami chuckled back finding Korra's embarrassment quite adorable.
"Nothing you were under a blanket and I had on my robe," Asami laughed at Korra's concern, the thought that she would have answered the door unprepared was amusing and Korra's obvious embarrassment was incredibly adorable, sexy even.
A look of relief washed over Korra's face as she tucked the blanket back around her body as Asami's hands continued roam her body teasing her as they stopped to caress her most sensitive spots. Once the CEO's lips met Korra's pulse point on her neck, all concerns about their upstairs guest left Korra's head as she allowed her body to give in to Asami's strategic moves.
"Want to finish what we started earlier?" Asami offered pointing to their bedroom door as she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively making Korra smile a goofy grin as she agreed, never one to say no to Asami.
Korra collected her clothes and followed Asami into the bedroom, where she promptly pushed the waterbender onto the mattress firmly. Korra hit the bed with a soft thud, before she could recover and reorient herself, Asami was hovering over hungrily. Ruby red lips fell on hers in an intense, hard kiss stealing Korra's breath away, only relenting for an oxygen break.
As Asami's mouth assaulted Korra's her hands meandered down to the waterbender's inner thigh. With just a light tap Korra adjusted her legs allowing Asami to position herself between them as she deepened the kiss, her tongue running across Korra's lips before gaining entrance to her mouth. Korra moaned softly into the raven haired beauty's mouth as her nimble finger ran over the tuft of coarse hair covering her mound, sending a shiver down her spine.
Asami was a woman on a mission as she quickly had Korra melting in her arms, moaning and groaning into her mouth in an attempt to stifle the noise as she slowly ran her fingers across Korra's slit finding her already wet and waiting.
Korra's eyes begged the young CEO for mercy, but alas Asami wanted to tease the avatar. She took a dripping and brought it to her lips sucking it with a loud a pop as her tastebuds were overwhelmed the sweet taste of Korra. Where her fingers had once been, Asami had placed her knee, feeling Korra's wet center grind across the thin fabric of the sweatpants.
"Please," Korra begged, her voice a mere whimper.
"Please what?" Asami responded wanting Korra to beg for her, enjoying the dominant position she currently held over the avatar.
"Please I need you inside of me," Korra begged breathlessly as Asami moved her knee firm against the avatar's core sending a fiery intense burning to her very core.
Her begging brought smile to the CEO's lips before Korra met them in a feverish kiss. She could taste herself as her tongue slid into Asami's mouth, it was a new sensation for her tastebuds but it only served to heighten her pleasure. In a flash Asami's hands gravitated to Korra's chest, palming her breast as she moaned softly into smooth alabaster shoulder. Asami could feel the avatar trembling at her touch as Korra's breath hitched in between moans of euphoria.
Asami's mouth moved to Korra's neck where she kissed and bit her way down to her dark nipples and popped one in her mouth, sucking it enthusiastically. A throaty moan escaped the avatar's carmel lips as she began grinding her sex against Asami's knees.
If the CEO wasn't going to play fair, the avatar was going to fight fire with fire. The sensation of Korra's dripping sex, her juices rubbing into Asami's pants made the older woman aroused. She could feel herself growing wet with each move Korra made.
Her fingers lightly traced the rock hard muscles of Korra's arm then sought the firm muscles of her abs before they rested firmly on her inner thighs causing Korra to shiver. As she finished the assault on Korra's nipple she let it go with a playful bite before popping the other one into her mouth. Korra was beside herself, her senses heightened as Asami slowly tortured her, but she wouldn't have it any other way.
Strategically Asami, ran her fingers over Korra sex, teasing her slick slit before circling back and inserting two slender fingers deep in her wet core.
"Fuck," Korra moaned loudly forgetting to keep her voice down, Asami tended to have that effect on her, to make her lose her wits.
Asami chuckled at Korra's reaction as she stroked her, she could feel the avatar's insides clenching and unclenching around her fingers as she slowly explored her. Unable to quiet herself as Asami began to work at faster pace, the moans, the begging, and the litany of curses flowed freely from Korra's mouth as she tried to get Asami follow her instructions, but alas the CEO wasn't playing fair she wanted to savor Korra.
The avatar whimpered as Asami slowed the pace, her fingers finding her clit. The CEO slowly massaged her nub, rubbing circles in the sensitive spot as Korra struggled to remain coherent when she spoke.
Those stunning blue eyes were lidded and wanton as Asami once again pushed further, hitting her g-spot. Korra could feel her toes curl as a reaction to the amazing sensation that filled her body. The warm, fiery tingling feeling filled her body from head to toe as she trembled her orgasm hit her. It was all consuming as Asami's name was all that filled her mind and left her lips.
The raven haired beauty slowed her pace as she held onto Korra while she rode out her orgasm, her body trembling and melting all at once. Her name reverbated in the room as Korra practically screamed for her, completely coming undone as she ran unsteady hands through the raven locks, gripping them tightly.
When Korra stilled, Asami slid next to her on the bed, pushing her chestnut hair from her eyes as her breathing leveled off. In complete rapture, Korra leaned over and placed passionate kiss on Asami lips, letting her lips say what she couldn't find the words to voice.
Korra slid between the sheets, covering herself as Asami laid on top of the sheets her arms wrapped around Korra. Basking in the afterglow Asami marveled at the fact that this could be an everyday thing. Korra was truly hers.
They were going actually going to live together. Korra had said yes. Asami still couldn't believe everything she had with Korra was real. Just mere months ago all it was, was a pipedream, a daydream, a private fantasy that she could only reflect on and find comfort in. Never in her wildest dreams did she think it would manifest in to the real thing and be so easy and pure.
Korra's arms wrapped around Asami neck pulling the nonbender on top of her, her lips crashing down on her own. With lips parted and foreheads pressed together, Korra held the sheet for Asami to slip under.
Obligingly, Asami joined her where warm flesh met the exposed skin her clothing didn't cover. Asami could feel the body heat radiating off of Korra as her lips continued to explore her body as the avatar urged her on, her voice gravely and full of needed. To hear Korra so desperately urge her on made Asami blush as her sex pulsed for Korra.
Nimble alabaster fingers traced Korra's lips before the ruby lips met them, the fingers then adeptly traveling downward toward the avatar's thighs. Korra's legs parted at a small tap from capable fingers as they found their resting part on tight muscles of her inner thigh. Electrical impulses shot between Korra's legs as Asami's fingers lightly stroked her inner thigh, sensing the wetness growing in the sweet spot just between her legs.
Korra threw her head back as Asami slid her middle finger across her slit, it came back dripping as she sucked on it before sliding the digit slowly inside her lover. Korra moaned, her insides still sensitive and swollen as Asami went back to work showing no mercy.
The two lovers exchanged bruising kisses, losing track of time and their surroundings as Asami slowly pleasured Korra. Her nimble fingers traced slow circles against the avatar's clit as she bit her lip to quiet the screams in her throat.
Korra thrust her hips in rhythm with the motion of Asami's hand, her hips bucking wildly as the CEO adjusted to her every movement. Every time Korra, was on the precipice of an orgasm a wide grin spread across Asami's mouth that Korra devoured with stinging, possessive kiss.
The two were beyond communicating with words, letting their actions and bodies say what words couldn't. Asami drew out the process as long as she could, torturing the younger, less experienced girl, finding immense pleasure as Korra screamed into her shoulder each time she came.
There was just something about being with Korra that gave Asami a feeling like no other. There were no words to describe the feeling, it was just beyond words and her wildest dreams. After she had exhausted Korra, making the young waterbend scream for her until her voice was shot, and cum until her insides were so raw sensitive it hurt to just exist, she laid beside the avatar who rested her head on the CEO's chest, her blue eyes full of love as she struggled to catch her breath.
Exhausted herself and sweaty, Asami quickly stripped before rejoining Korra who resumed her position laying on Asami who enveloped her once again in a welcoming embrace. Korra felt at peace in Asami's. This was what home felt like to her. It felt like Asami, and all the emotions that came with her, all the scents and sensations. It felt blissful, like she had reached her inner nirvana. The world around her could be falling apart, but Korra somehow knew everything would be fine as long as she had Asami.
Korra's Dream
She opened her eyes and looked around a noticed she was in the private chambers of the Earth King. As Korra fully took in her surroundings she realized it wasn't King Wu and that in her place sat the revered Avatar Kyoshi.
At first Korra could not make out the words that flowed either one of their mouths. She was able to deduce a serious a tone from the monarch and a harsh angry tone from Kyoshi.
The anger from Kyoshi was palpable and through Korra's connection with her, the emotions flowed between the two as Korra felt a sense of anger and disdain wash over her as she glared over at the Earth King, a man that from Kyoshi's feelings she gathered was a pathetic excuse for a monarch.
Korra wracked her brain trying to place what the image Kyoshi was showing her was from, the best she could remember was Kyoshi had a great disdain for the 46th Earth King, his name erased from the annals of time. As the information clicked in her mind she began to hear the voices, though they were faint, barely audible as if she were losing her connection to the dream.
"Avatar Kyoshi, you must protect me from the citizens. They are unreasonable and unruly. I need your protection to whether the storm."
"NO. You brought this unrest on yourself. You have abused your powers, abandoned your people. Let your kingdom fall into chaos. I will NOT clean up your mess!"
Korra watched the tense moment feeling like she was watching a dramatic mover and she should be snacking on a bag of fire flakes curled up in the living room with Asami.
That thought made her realize this was a rare glimpse at Kyoshi in which Rangi wasn't present. Could this be a clue to the mystery? The thought mad her only more intent on focusing on the scene than before.
"Guards arrest the avatar!"
Korra watched on, shocked at the king's boldness. Perhaps at this point in history Kyoshi did not have her fearsome reputation, but Korra knew what the real Kyoshi was like, at least according to all of the books and tales, and knew this wasn't going to end well for a few palace guards against a fully recognized avatar, especially Kyoshi.
A smile spread across Kyoshi's lips as the first guard hurled a chunk of earth at her which she made quick work of shattering into a million pieces. The other three guards upturned the earth beneath Kyoshi sending her flying into the air. Kyoshi used her airbending to gradually descend down to an untouched patch of earth halfway between the two groups of guards with a smug grin on her face. The look on her face contemplative as if she were trying to decide whether to continue toying with the guards or to finish them off.
As the lone guard moved suddenly Korra watched as Kyoshi quickly shot flames in his path. The guards realized that Kyoshi was not going to come peaceful quickly surrendered for fear of being burned or worse.
"Please avatar have mercy on me! My people will tear me apart!"
"You don't deserve mercy. What happens to you will be justice, delivered by the people."
With those words, Kyoshi walked out of the palace leaving the earth king to his own devices. Kyoshi didn't know it then, but she would be back, making an even bigger mistake.
Korra awoke startled, perplexed at her dream. She knew enough about Avatar Kyoshi to know the type of justice the earth king would be facing if she left him there. Was Kyoshi warning her to not become that person? She didn't know, but she knew Asami would never let her become so cold, uncaring.
She yawned and stretched out to find the spot beside her in bed was vacant. Disappointed she rolled over and glanced over at Asami's alarm clock, it was already nine the morning. Though Korra considered this getting up early, especially with their early morning activities, it was beyond sleeping in for Asami.
With a groan, Korra rolled out of bed and headed toward the bathroom stopping at Asami's dresser where her clothes were laid out washed and dried as Asami had promised. Korra smiled as she brought them with her into the bathroom unsure of how the CEO had found the time to clean them, but was very appreciative she had.
Korra stepped into the shower, the steamy, hot water felt good on her sleepy body. It helped relieve the panic rising inside of her as she recalled the fact that Kya was there, and they hadn't exactly been quiet this morning.
For some reason Korra also felt nervous about telling Tenzin she was moving out. Though he wasn't her parent, he was practically family and he and Kya were all she had in Republic City. When she closed her eyes she could picture his apprehensive stare and almost here a disapproving lecture about how she was moving too fast.
She could picture him telling her that she and Asami hadn't even made their relationship public, how could they possible ready to move in together. But, Korra did not care what the airbending master had to say. Sure his relationships had been in the public eye as he was expected to bring up the next generation of airbenders.
However, that was nothing to the public compared to the relationship of the avatar and the richest person in Republic City, both woman , who happened to be dating each other. The news of her and Asami's relationship unfortunately would still be considered scandalous by majority of the citizens even though Avatar Kyoshi had set the precedent.
That didn't matter, Republic City seemed to love scandal and gossip especially when it came to Asami Sato and her personal life. For the past four years, she had never failed to be the centerpiece of gossip and a favorite topic of tabloids. Korra more than understood her girlfriend's apprehension to share their relationship status. In fact, she cherished the privacy it afforded them.
As Korra stepped out of the shower, the sweet aroma of something sweet baking filled the air. Her stomach growled as she inhaled the scent, it smelled delicious. She quickly waterbent herself dry and dressed herself.
When Korra emerged into the living room she found all signs of their occupancy from the night before gone. It made her wonder just how long Asami had been up and cleaning, it seemed like cleaning and organizing was a nervous habit for the CEO. She followed the delicious scent into the kitchen where she found Asami cleaning up dishes.
"Are you baking?" Korra inquired not hiding the shock in her voice as she eyed her girlfriend suspiciously.
"Yes. Why, do you find it amusing?" she smiled as Korra laughed.
"I do. I never pictured you cooking or baking," Korra grinned suppressing her laughter only to have Asami fling some soapy dishwater at her in jest.
Kya happen to walk in as Asami was throwing the water and Korra was laughing. She smiled at the pair, they were so happy and carefree it made her look fondly on her youth.
"I hope I am not interrupting anything," Kya mused softly as she meandered toward the fresh pot of tea on the counter pouring herself a large cup, compensating for the lack of sleep.
Her smile grew as she watched Korra turn a deep crimson, but Asami seemed unphased as continued to wash dishes with a smile on her face as her eyes continued to drift to Korra.
Asami went to the oven and removed a batch of freshly made cherry fruit pies and deposited them on the counter. Korra grabbed one and took a skeptical bite.
"These are actually good," Korra said between mouthfuls with emphasis on the word actually.
If looks could kill, Korra would be dead in the middle of Asami's kitchen, the engineer was not amused by her girlfriend's lack of confidence in her baking and culinary skills.
"Korra, I am an engineer. Baking and cooking is not harder than engineering," Asami snapped back with a touch of attitude allowing Korra to catch on to the fact that she had struck a nerve.
Kya watched the scene unfold and decided instantly that she liked Asami and that the young CEO was perfect for Korra. Kya had never seen anyone speak to Korra like that before, everyone had always just appeased Korra and allowed her to speak her mind, but Asami had moxie. She was the perfect counterpart to balance out Korra.
Kya only hoped Korra's parents would come around and look at their relationship from this point of view. Sure, they had accepted it, but it was begrudgingly and not with understanding. Kya knew the Water Tribes feelings on that type of relationship all too well. If only they could see it through nonbiast eyes, they could see pure love like what stood before her.
Kya grabbed a fruit pie and bit into it, they were really good, Asami had some talent at least for making fruit pie. She took a deep sip of her jasmine tea and watched as Korra gave up in defeat.
"Did you sleep well?" Korra inquired trying to break the awkward silence, but only making it worse once she realized what she said, it was akin to putting her foot in her mouth.
Kya watched Asami give Korra her best 'what-the-fuck' glare as the avatar's mocha skin blushed profusely as she shifted her gaze to the floor. Kya took another sip, contemplating how to respond to that question as it was obvious to the couple they had impaired her ability to sleep. That is not to say she had not half expected given the sight she saw upon entering Asami's home.
"It was nice, very comfortable. Thank you again for allowing me to stay over Asami," Kya replied smiling at the CEO warmly.
Kya watched Korra and Asami exchange glances before the avatar nudged the engineer to speak.