A/N: This is M. There's heavy sexual themes, but no explicit description of sex. Reader discretion is advised. There is also like one bad word, so don't read if that bothers you. Thank you.
You'll Get Over It
She woke up pressed against her naked body, her nipples grazing the skin of her lover's back as she shifted out of sleep. The past few hours had felt like a dream. She never knew this depth of feeling. To simply look at someone and be at peace. To feel shockwaves left in the wake of where they touched one another.
Her eyes trailed over the ridge of her hips, to her the valley of her waistline, to rest upon her face. It was framed by the moonlight and messy, cream-colored sheets. How can you be so beautiful, Asami?
She gracefully lurched her bodyweight forward as not to wake the raven-haired girl too suddenly. They had been doing this all night, falling asleep to wake up, fuck, and repeat. As if they were discovering this hidden thirst deep in their bones that they needed to quench, but desperately couldn't. The need simply grew. The newness and fervor of it sung through their cores.
Korra dropped her lips down to the beautiful engineer's shoulder kissing it tenderly. She grazed her teeth against her skin and sucked a delicate path down her neck, then her jawline, then the shell of her ear. Asami was awake by then moaning softly as she turned into the waiting Avatar. Korra allowed her to move in her arms, pulling away patiently.
In the darkness, all the Avatar could see was the faint reflection of moonlight against the engineer's green eyes, but Korra didn't have to guess how she was affecting her. She could feel the goosebumps shooting up Asami's legs and the sound of a promise lanced in her quiet, uneven breaths.
Asami kissed her then, gently, slowly. The waterbender was happy to comply brushing strands of soft, black hair out of her lover's face.
After a good while, the engineer reluctantly withdrew as Korra leaned back on her elbow, their noses only an inch apart.
"I should go check the ship," she said plainly. The room was slightly lighter. The sun was coming up.
Asami felt a warm hand slide up from her leg to her hip. Her strong fingers pulled her in closer, "If you have to." Oh Gods, Asami wanted every part of this woman.
"You're not making it easy… to leave," she half joked, half challenged. The place under her navel burning.
"I could say the same thing."
The engineer laughed silently, blowing air out of her nose and tightening her abdomen. She couldn't get enough of the playful twinkle in Korra's eyes or the fiery intensity that laid behind it. It was intoxicating. Her attraction for her just kept growing.
But the sun was only getting higher. She had to go and she certainly didn't want the discovery of their relationship to be a grand event of one of their friends stumbling upon them naked in each other's arms. After all, it was still too new, to easy to be broken, and Asami wanted this to last as long as it could.
She so leaned forward, her mind made up, "I'll see you later," was all she said and placed a lingering kiss on the Avatar's lips. It was declaration, not a farewell.
Korra rolled onto her back while watching the Future Industries heiress' lithe and toned body bend to pick up her discarded clothing on the floor. One button after another closing off her view to her gorgeous skin. How she wanted to rip those buttons off...
"Okay… Later then."