If you close the door
The night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out
And say hello to never
All the people are dancing
And they're having such fun
I wish it could happen to me

But if you close the door
I'd never have to see the day again

~ The Velvet Underground

'Korra, why are you calling me this late?' Asami asked looking at her watch, 23:00, not that late. Maybe she was just old.

'The elevator has maintenance and Kuvira is spending the night on the floor of Mistress Beifong's bedroom.'

'That is weirdly specific.' Asami chuckled, as she put on a coat over her pyjamas.

'Kuvira gave her my number and now I get pictures.' Korra explained. 'Can you please come to help me?'

'I am already in my car.' Asami told her. 'Be with you in ten, stay safe.'

'I'm just furious I missed the flyer in the building telling me about it, it has hung here for months.'

'Where do you want to spend the night?' Asami asked, driving 180 on a highway where only 100 was allowed.

'I don't know, but I can't get up the stairs.' Korra sighed.

'I can help you upstairs, but then I have to help you down as well tomorrow,' Asami proposed. 'Or you come with me and we'll make it a proper date.'

'You don't have to pay me for this.' Korra said.

'I will, anyway' Asami said. 'Then tomorrow we watch trash-series or movers, did the pamphlet say how long the elevator is out?'

'Can take up to a week.' Korra read from the flyer.

'Bastards.' Asami hissed through the phone.

'Cops?'

'Nah,' Asami told her. 'They should have told you about the elevator.'

'I missed the flyer.' Korra said.

'No, Kor,' Asami was almost there now, the tickets she'd pay later. 'If they have someone with a wheelchair in their building, it is a common courtesy at a bare minimum to tell them about not being able to use the elevator.'

'They don't really show up a lot, only to get our money.' Korra told her.

'All that money that I paid to you,' Asami started as she drove through the neighbourhood where Korra lived, ignoring the ladies of the night on the pavement on the right, waving at her. 'That should be enough for a deposit or rent at a better place. I know I can't tell you what to spend your money on, but I think it would be nice to get you out of your place.'

'Okay,' Korra said.

'Okay?' Asami asked.

'Yeah,' Korra told her with a soft chuckle, god how Asami wanted to see that smile, only two more streets. 'I'll start looking for a new place tomorrow.'

'I'm here.' Asami told her, as she parked the car on the pavement, like an asshole, but she had a reason.

'Aww,' Korra rolled outside, still on with the phone in her lap. 'You didn't take our van.'

'Our?' Asami hung up the phone and got out into the cold night air to help Korra get in the car. She pointed at the blue sportscar, an impulse buy from last week as the colour reminded her of Korra's pretty eyes. 'This one is my fastest, so it would get here the quickest to you.'

'I haven't seen this one before,' Korra told her when she was lifted into the passenger seat. 'I like it, but isn't red your colour?'

'Red is nice,' Asami got behind the wheel again and drove off. 'But I could use a bit of blue in my life.'

'Asami,' Korra wasn't sure if that was some sort of innuendo or something with a double meaning, but at the time she let it go and turned to thank her saviour. 'You didn't need to do that for me.'

'But of course, I did.' Asami waved away, going kilometres over the limit, hurrying to get home.

'You had to come out of bed for me.' Korra exclaimed. 'That's huge!'

'How did you know that?' Asami kept her eyes on the road but couldn't help a blush.

'Your negligee is showing.' Korra told her, not mentioning that that wasn't the only thing that was on display. It took everything Korra had, all the strength and self-respect she could muster to not touch the erect nipple of her sugar mommy, showing through her sheer top of what was more underwear than sleepwear.

'Oh, yeah,' Asami looked down for a short moment. 'I guess it is. Nothing of that matters, you were in need, so I came to help.'

'You would do that, for me?' She felt her breath hitch and her lips shiver, but Korra remained strong, not letting show how much that affected her.

'Of course, you are my sugar baby after all.' Asami told her, she as well kept her secret for the time being.

Once they reached the Sato Estate, Asami wheeled Korra into her living room. 'Where do you want to sleep tonight, I can make up a guest room, or you can stay with me if you want.'

'What?' Korra asked, distracted by her phone. 'Sorry, just making sure Kuvira knows where I am, and Naga gets taken on a walk.

'I forgot about her,' Asami bit her lip. 'I'm sorry, I should have gotten her.'

'It's fine, she's a big girl.' Korra shrugged. 'Besides, Suyin told me that Kuvira is on her way home and will take Naga out before she's allowed to go to bed.'

'That's nice of her.' Asami smiled.

'Yes, I think.' Korra muttered. 'I didn't need to know that V. would be doing that with all holes plugged up and nipple clamps.'

'At least she didn't send you photos again.' Asami laughed.

'She did.' Korra showed the raven-haired heiress the nude of her roommate.

'Charming young woman that one.' Asami smirked.

'Come on,' Korra said. 'I bet you have a kink as well if only I knew.'

'I will never tell you, Korbear.'

'Korbear?' She raised an eyebrow and shot Asami her signature crooked grin.

'Sorry, it slipped out.'

'I like Korbear,' Korra said. 'Where am I sleeping pumpkin ?'

'You can have my bed; it is the best one.' Asami told her.

'Sleepover, just like last time.' Korra said excitedly. 'Only this time at the mysterious mansion of Asami Sato, CEO.'

'What is so special about the mansion?' Asami asked, not wanting to sound too much like a spoiled woman.

'I'm still pretty sure you have a sex dungeon somewhere.'

'That's the Beifong estate, Korbear.' Asami chuckled as they walked through the house towards the bedroom. 'I'm not that tired anymore, do you want to watch an episode of Ember Island again?'

'I'd love to watch garbage people with you.' Korra said. 'Are you up to date?'

'No, I missed a couple.' Asami started to pick up Korra.

'I can do this myself.' Korra told Asami.

'I know,' Asami whispered. 'But I like doing it for you and you like me lifting you as well.'

'I do,' Korra pushed her face in Asami's neck and sighed. 'I really do.'

'Okay,' Asami placed Korra on her side of the bed and sat down on her own before turning on the television. 'Where were we?'

As Korra started explaining the many fights of the reality stars on the island Asami watched, she didn't listen, she just watched. Not at the television, but at the tanned woman next to her. The beautiful woman who never let her disability become a factor to bring her down even in her weakest moments. She was in awe of Korra, the best thing that happened to her in years.

'Are you listening?' Smirked the smaller woman.

'Not really.' Asami said as she pressed play. 'But I'll catch up, I'm quite clever, you know.'

Ember Island was a reality show where they put twelve people, three per nation, on Ember Island and filmed as they go. They were supposed to find love and they can eliminate people from the island, exes show up at the time for more drama and there are a lot of tasks to be done. Most of the time they spend in a luxury mansion, but they can be sent out on a beach without food. It combined all the standard reality shows and it made it very complex. Rules like the fact that people could not couple up with people from their own nation and every coupling on a Thursday had to be a special one, made it even more difficult. Asami had a hard time keeping up, Korra was better at it, but as long as she could see drunk people throw a hissy fit and try to pull out some fake extensions, she was happy. The fact that Korra's snorts came almost every minute really helped her enjoy the trash tv as well.

'Asami?' Came a soft voice next to her.

'Yes, Korbear?' She turned to face her sugar baby.

'Cuddle?' She asked in a baby tone, beckoning Asami with her arms.

'Does my baby want a cuddle?' She teased.

'Yes, Sams.' Korra breathed.

'Then come here, Korbear.' Asami kissed Korra's scalp as the young woman, with help of the heiress, climbed onto her lap.

Asami tried to watch, she really did, but with Korra's soft weight on her lap, soft hairs stroking her nose, warm body in her arms, and soft shivers of the tanned woman's body distracted her. She missed a Fire Nation woman being pushed into the ocean by Earth Kingdom woman.

'What happened?'

'The fire girl Yin called the earth girl Torra a whore.' Korra snorted. 'Which was kinda true.'

'What did she do?'

'She got it on with all the boys and two of the girls.' Korra summed up. 'Plus, they didn't show on camera, but it seemed like there was a gangbang with Torra and six of the guys in the pool.'

'Wow, why am I watching this again?' Asami teased, running a hand across Korra's side.

'Because you like me.'

'That I do.'

It shouldn't have happened, Korra's snorting laugh, almost like a little piglet wasn't the smooth laugh of a lady, it was suave, nor would most people find it sexy, but Asami found it irresistible. As Korra laughed at the fight between two men from the water tribe about an Air Nomad Woman, Asami turned the tanned woman's head softly towards her own. Her lips captured Korra's instantly, slowly and carefully turning Korra around to face her.

She didn't remember turning off the tv as she could only focus on Korra's shirt being thrown from her body revealing soft breasts in a dark red bra. A warm hand found its way into Asami's underwear and Korra smiled at her.

'Red looks good on you, Baby.' Asami cooed as she surged back up to catch Korra's lips, not planning on leaving the bed anytime soon and sleep was about the farthest thing on her mind.