A quite short update. I thought you would all prefer a quick but short update rather than waiting one more day and then get a two more pages. At least, I know how badly I respond to such evil cliffhangers ;)

Please enjoy!

Warning: Heavy sexual content!

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Chapter 11: Betrayal II

"Well, now that you have offered your company by almost throwing yourself at me, I guess I will take advantage of the situation," Amon spoke, his voice cool and intense, and Korra felt a shiver travel along her spine.

Biting her lip, the girl could only watch in silence as Amon let a hand caress the skin of her belly and slowly started to pull off her shirt. She winced by the unwanted skin contact and wished nothing more than to wriggle out of his grasp and escape, but her body was as frozen beneath the man.

When his hand cupped her breast, letting his rough skin glide over her silky smooth flesh, flicking his thumb across her hardened nipple several times to receive a reaction, she gathered herself.

"Get off me," she hissed and jammed a knee into the lower part of his abdomen, sending him off her, although only for a moment. She barely got off the bed before she was pulled back by a fist clenching around her hair. She shrieked in pain as she was forced to her knees and her arm was wrung behind her back with such force that she heard her shoulder crack sickly.

"Why are you resisting? You know you will enjoy it," Amon spoke through gritted teeth, his breath hot in her ear and the hard porcelain nose cold against her temple. Korra shuddered.

"You are wrong," she answered with as much might she could muster. "Now, let me go and we will forget about this." Amon chuckled evilly, tightening his grip on her hair.

"I believe you have forgotten about your punishment," he whispered, feeling as she tensed. "Besides, you have done nothing by proving yourself difficult the last couple of days. One would almost think that you wanted to be punished." Korra snorted in disgust, unsuccessfully trying to yank herself out of Amon's strong grip. Her shoulder hurt, and she wondered what was wrong with it.

"Or perhaps I have to convince you?" he continued and pushed her down onto her back, pressing her sore shoulder against the mattress, receiving a hiss of discomfort.

Like the first time he had crossed the line entirely, he quickly paralyzed her arms by pressing down on certain nerve points. Korra sneered at him, cursing in her mind. He had won already. One thing was having her arms tied together, which still allowed her to do some things, but having her arms paralyzed entirely was a trump card. And he would not fall victim to her knee two times in a row, so there was no use trying. It might even anger him furthermore.

Continuing where he had left, Amon removed her shirt, now without any physical resistance from the girl whatsoever.

Looking down upon her naked chest – although he hardly could see anything but her curves in the dark – he was reminded of how much his body responded to her. Or perhaps it was the mere thought of her lying naked beneath him that turned him on so much.

Knowing that she could see just as little as he, Amon did something completely unexpected – he slid off his mask.

Korra witnessed as the white porcelain was removed from his face and placed on the night stand next to them, but she could not see anything except from the tip of his nose which shone vaguely against the stripe of light from the door. The lack of sight made her want to reach out and touch his face. She caught herself in the thought and frowned in disgust, happy that she had not even been able to reach out for him. She would never touch him willingly.

But then again, she started doubting herself when Amon bent in over her and started to nibble at the skin of her throat and neck, biting, kissing. It sent a shiver through her system, which Amon noticed immediately. Her entire body got coated in goosebumps, even the skin on her soft breasts, and he could not resist pinching her nipple lightly in return.

Again, Korra's body responded in a way that made her disgusted with herself; she moaned. It was nothing more than a vague, deep-throated sound, but both of them caught it easily, and Amon loved it.

"I love the way your body responds to my touch," he murmured against her ear, nibbling at the lobe as well.

Feeling his patience run out faster than he had expected, he slipped a hand into her panties, touching those places he knew she liked. Especially that certain nerve-filled bud became centre of his attention. Although he could not see her expression, it was easy to tell that his touch aroused her.

A smirk tugged at his lips, and Korra was certain that she caught him doing so. It annoyed her that he could read her this easily. What annoyed her more, however, was the fact that she did not want him to stop. The tightness in her belly had already started building up. She knew where it led.

Bending down do kiss her breasts, Amon slipped two fingers inside the girl and felt as she tensed against him. He savoured her delicious reaction, feeling himself grow harder.

Teasing her sensitive skin with his tongue, he started to pump his fingers into her rhythmically, touching her inner walls different places to find those sensitive points which he knew she had. Instantly, Korra found it hard to breathe normally, filling her lungs in broken gasps. Amon never noticed how much his own body was affected by the situation; even he could not concentrate on breathing properly, being aroused to an almost unexplored level.

Slipping yet another finger inside the girl, Amon enjoyed her muffled sounds of pain, knowing that the first time he took her had not been enough to open her completely. This time he would make sure to do her thoroughly, destroying every sign of her virginity for good.

It did not take long for the pain to become pleasure.

Korra could not ignore the feeling of shame as she felt the edge of pleasure nearing. The thought of letting the man see her in such weak and dependent state went against her nature. She was a strong young woman who was able to take care of herself – but the very moment Amon touched her like this, her will and might melted like ice above flames. And she hated it, hated herself like never before.

The jolts of pleasure rolling through her body turned stronger, faster, and finally she reached the orgasmic peak. Crying out in ecstasy, she threw her head back into the blankets and let her body become engulfed in the amazing feeling moving through her like ripples in a pond.

Once again, Amon felt as his self-control crumbled just because of her. Letting his clothed erection press against her core, he leaned in over the girl, feeling her body convulse from his devious action. He brushed his lips over the shell of her ear feather-lightly.

"Enjoying it now?" he whispered, his smooth voice like velvet in her ear, his tone sending her mind to another world. "Do not worry, I am far from done yet; in fact, I will hold you down and watch as you come again and again, screaming my name. I will continue far past the point where you cannot handle any more – and even then you will want me to continue, begging me to hurt you just a little bit more."

A strange mixture of fear and excitement washed over her.

Deciding that he had waited long enough, Amon slipped off all his clothes, listening carefully as Korra realized what he was doing and mewled excitedly. Grabbing his throbbing manhood, he stroked himself a few times before letting the tip rest at her entrance, gliding against her without entering. He was goading her, teasing. He wanted her to beg him to fuck her.

"Do you want me?" he purred against her neck, letting the tip of his erection enter shortly, pulling away only to repeat a few times. Yes. Holy spirits, she wanted him so badly.

"N-no," came her answer. She would not let him win. Most of all, she could not let him know how weak she was right now. She had to resist him.

Unsatisfied with her answer, Amon grabbed her inner thighs roughly and plunged deeply into her, receiving a cry from the girl beneath him.

"Do not lie to me," he breathed, the tone of his voice threatening and controlled. Korra whimpered as he thrust into her twice before pulling out. He was provoking her. And it was working. Arching her hips against his, she signalized what she could not say. Amon did not fall for her silent invitation.

"Beg for it," he demanded with a smirk. Knowing that it was already too late to deny her desires, Korra smirked as well. There were other ways, she decided. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she forced him closer, pressing him back into her.

Surprised by her sudden action, Amon had to fight to suppress a moan from himself.

Overwhelmed by the feeling of victory, he decided that this was as good as it got. Having her fighting back was almost as good as having her begging. He loved the power he had over her. Although she had not pleaded him, she had still failed at resisting him. He was another step closer to breaking her.

He would take her, just like she wanted him to.

Starting to thrust into her, quickly finding a satisfying rhythm, he savoured the sound of her sharp, uncontrolled intakes of air and the throated moans whenever he would thrust harder. Testing her agility, he lifted her legs up to rest on his shoulders as he leaned in over her and pushed himself even deeper into her.

It was amazing how quickly the orgasm built itself up inside of him, he noticed. Rarely had he experienced anything alike. There was something entirely different and unique about the Avatar compared to all his previous one-night lovers. Never had he wanted anyone this much, and never had it felt so good to give in to his desires. Maybe it was the thought of it being forbidden that he liked, or the fact that he could make her struggle against her own morals and still lose.

As for Korra, the desires had unknown origin. Nothing she could think of justified her willingness. Perhaps it was because she had secretly been longing for a lover. Maybe it was because she sought someone to challenge her, seeing as she was unnaturally strong of nature and physics. No matter what reason, what Amon did to her satisfied some kind of need which she had not known of until know. And he did it skillfully. She wondered how a mere human being could cause such sensations in her. And no matter how much she hated herself for admitting it, she loved it.

Once again feeling as climax was mere thrusts away, she buckled her body against Amon's, her perfect breasts squeezing against his moist chest, exciting him even further. He knew what was happening to her. Focusing his thrusts, he hit a certain spot inside of her several times in a row, sending her whimpering over the edge. She clamped her teeth shut, her eyes rolling back and her hips rocking against his as she enjoyed her second wave of forbidden pleasure.

The way her inner muscles convulsed around him, tightening, almost sucking at him, made him grit his teeth and thrust like he had never done it before, and he was dragged over the edge of pleasure as well, panting heavily as he went.

This time, he did not pull out of her before it was too late. None of them realized.

Putting his mask back on, Amon let himself fall back on the bed, all while Korra could only stare into the dark and think about what they had just done, what she had just done.

And then, there was an awkward and very unnerving silence. Korra felt like crying, but she refused to do so with Amon this close. Instead she stood up and returned to the couch, still unable to move her arms. She would have to wait until his damned paralysis wore off before she would even be able to dress herself.

Gracelessly creeping in under the blanket, she closed her eyes with a frown.

The last thing she registered before falling asleep was Amon's cocky remark:

"I told you that you would enjoy it."

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"Asami?" Mako called, knocking on the door for the third time. Still no answer.

Knowing that she never slept this heavily unless something was wrong, Mako allowed himself to enter. When he found an empty bed, he started to wonder if she had gone to the bathroom without anyone noticing that she was awake.

He was about to turn around when he saw a piece of paper on her bed. Scrunching his brow in wonder, he picked up the slip and read. It was a note, it seemed.

His eyes widened.

I have made a decision which I cannot unmake by the time you find my note. This is my choice. Please do not come looking for me.

Take care,

Asami.

Mako frowned deeply. This could not be right!?

With the note in his hand, he hurried to the kitchen where he knew the others would be. Pema had prepared breakfast for the team to enjoy before they resumed their search for Korra.

By the time Mako reached the kitchen, Tenzin rose to feet, having felt that something was wrong. He did not even have to ask; his expression asked Mako already.

"Asami has run away," he said, his voice failing all of a sudden. Unable to speak further, he reached Tenzin the note.

While reading, Tenzin nodded, his expression darkening. Then he folded the paper.

"One of Lin's undercover agents reported of this event earlier this morning. It seems that Asami was seen attending the Equalist ceremony last night," Tenzin spoke, his brow drooping for every spoken word. "She was discovered and dragged away. We do not know where to."

Pema and Bolin could only watch wide-eyed, both speechless from the bad news.

Mako sat down and had to suppress his anger to avoid breaking something. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair.

"Should we follow her?" he then asked, looking at Tenzin who was once again studying the note. The handwriting was no doubt Asami's.

"As much as I hate to say this, we do not have the time. We cannot afford to postpone the search for Korra anymore. She is our first priority from now on. At the ceremony last night, Amon revealed that he indeed is the captor of the Avatar. We must find her as soon as possible."

Tenzin's words were carefully selected, and Mako knew he was right. Korra was still alive, but for how much longer none of them knew.

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I hope you guys found this chapter worth waiting for! Once again, I apologize for the cliffhanger in the former chapter (nah, not really xD).

Love,

MAL.