AN: thirstin, they thirstinnnn~ (if you wanna skip the smut just ctrl+f the "xXxXx" mark)

(bruh i just realized i never posted 1b last sunday *face palms* i sigh... so well here u go! 2 chaps)


Ch 1b: Mishaps and Souvenirs

By the time Korra realizes it, she has no idea how they made it to her place before she slams Asami against the back of her door, closing it shut.

"Mmh…"

Groaning in this searing kiss, Korra began kicking off her boots before ripping off Asami's purse. It fell to the floor with a thud before they broke from their kiss with a loud pop. Quickly roughly biting Asami's lower lip, Korra glazed over those light green eyes before aggressively yanking the back of her thighs upwards, making Asami straddle her torso.

"Mmh, fuck."

With Asami's back bouncing against the door, Asami grunts before wrapping her arms tightly around Korra's neck. Their kisses grow more urgent and louder by the second before Korra ends up sucking her tongue and while doing so, simultaneously she starts grinding against her pelvic. Kissing and nibbling her way up Asami's jaw, she breathes raggedly against her skin before sucking the tip of her ear.

Moaning in approval, Asami happily follows in her movements and rocks her hips back and forth. Korra shoves her against the door one again and kisses her feverishly before pulling back. Feeling intoxicated, Korra's mind was fuzzy. She wasn't exactly sure if it was because Asami was an amazing kisser or if it was thanks to her horniness caused by her upcoming period or even if it was thanks to her flirtatious tendencies thanks to alcohol. Whatever the reason was, and, or, if because of them all, she didn't particularly care.

Holding up Asami's weight with one arm, Korra starts ripping off Asami's blouse with her free hand. By the time her clothes drop to the floor, Korra somehow makes her way through her apartment with Asami straddling her hip. Along the way, Korra switches to nibbling Asami's upper lip before ultimately cutting short and dropping Asami down onto the kitchen table. She ends up impatiently pulling off her own jacket and bra in tow. Once she is topless, Asami pulls Korra in by the neck to resume their kissing. It was a wet and sloppy one and once she pulled back, they were both breathless and panting.

Leaning back slightly, Asami immediately swallows as she eats up Korra's unexpected yet welcoming tattoos. Her well-toned and built body also made her core tighten from excitement and she never would've pegged that her classmate was packing this amazing body under all of those hoodies and sweaters. She briefly runs the tip of her fingers up her tattooed arm before Korra yanks her chin forward for a searing kiss. Moaning into it, Asami cups her face before sliding her hands down to Korra's neck. She keeps Korra's body in close by wrapping her legs around her waist, causing her to groan before roughly slamming her down onto the table.

"Mmh, oh Korra…"

Not letting up on their desperate kisses, Korra starts grinding against Asami's hips before slowly groping her thigh. Peck after peck, Asami tangles her fingers in Korra's short chestnut hair before she rolls her tongue against Korra's and sucking it softly.

Korra only groans in approval until she has had enough and starts undoing Asami's expensive designer buckle. Their kisses grew sloppier by the second and once her buckle was undone, Korra started loosening up her belt. As she did so, Asami had some fun stroking Korra's muscular back and arms. Being under this person's muscular arms and kissing her as her life depended on it was the only thought that was crossing her mind.

Grunting in impatience, Korra finally yanks off Asami's jeans before tossing them mindlessly on the floor. She briefly pulls back from the kiss to fully enjoy Asami's choice in lingerie: a matching set of a black lace bra and panties. But as alluring as Asami looked beneath her, what sold Korra was the pool of dampness at the base of her panties which was not missed.

"Fuck…" Korra ate up Asami's figure before she ran her hands down Asami's chest to her thigh. She playfully thrusts against Asami's vulva before teasing her damp fabric. "You're soaking wet…" applying slight pressure to her slit, Korra rubs her fingers along Asami's core.

Asami let out a labored moan. "Fuck." She ran her hands up and down Korra's tattoo sleeve. "Please tell me your single."

Ignoring her question, Korra thrusts against her base before leaning down for a kiss and unclipping her lace bra from behind. When she slid back up, she smoothly peeled them off with ease before tossing aside her bra and playfully smacking against her entrance. "Depends who's asking." She licks her lips, enjoying the sight of those rosy pink nipples twitching in this heated exchange.

Growling in annoyance, Asami sat up to crash her lips against Korra's. They both moan in desperation before she hungrily jerks her hips up and down Korra's stomach. After biting Korra's lips, she demands. "Pants. Off. Now."

Humming in approval, Korra let go of her legs before yanking off Asami's panties first. They go flying on the floor somewhere before she quickly does the same and shakes off her pants and underwear in tow. Readjusting her stance once they were both naked, Korra yanked Asami's hips up into her body. There was a welcoming loud clap and she immediately felt Asami's wetness against her abs. She bites her lips in approval before guiding Asami's body up and down her washboard while eagerly thrusting her hips back and forth against her core.

Asami lets out a shaky moan before matching Korra's pace and jerking up and down Korra's body. She locked her arms around Korra's shoulders and soon enough, she couldn't take it. "Bed. Now."

When Asami tried to fight her by sitting up, Korra pinned her down and yanked her long wavy yet soft hair aside before running the tip of her tongue along her jaw and down her slender neck. "Not yet." She huffs while kissing her way down Asami's bare skin. She scatters kisses all over her collarbone and chest before anticipatingly wrapping her tongue around that perky pink nipple and sucking it loudly. "Need my appetizer first." She bites and nibbles her erect tip affectionately.

"Oh~"

Asami couldn't control her moans as Korra began fondling her other breast until she began kissing her way down her stomach. Cupping both of her plump breasts from below, Korra playfully bounced them before kissing her way down Asami's uterus. Soon enough, she was kneeling on the floor, face to face with Asami's dripping and throbbing sex. Licking her lips in anticipation, Korra swallowed before leaning in to loudly suck Asami's slit. Asami twitched upon contact before rocking her hips into Korra's face.

"Oh fuck… yes… just like that. Spirits, your tongue is so good…"

Pleased by Asami's intoxicating odor, Korra stops trying to fondle her breasts before spreading apart her legs. She then quickly pulls in Asami's hips demandingly closer to the edge of the table before burying her face into her vulva. She moans into her core, kissing and sucking away causing Asami to scream.

"Aah! Fuck!"

Asami's hand slammed against the table as she bucked into Korra's mouth. She started rocking and rolling her hips in an attempt to increase friction. Slurping loudly, Korra began bobbing her head up and down Asami's entrance. She then playfully sucks and teases her clit before slipping her long tongue down into her folds and thrusting in and out. Soon enough, she trails the tip of her tongue hungrily along her heated slit, flattening out at her swollen bud.

"Oh fuck yes!" Asami moaned before guiding Korra's head in and out of her legs while thrusting her hips. "Just like that! Aah— right there!"

Korra happily kisses Asami's sex before playing with her swollen clit, flicking it repeatedly with her tongue. Her face was long covered in her sexual fluids and sure enough, she stopped playing games and started sucking Asami's sensitive bud aggressively, causing Asami to buck back and shout.

"Ohh yes! I'm so close! Aah—so good! Just like that!"

Burying her face in Asami's womanhood, Korra began aggressively eating her out. She happily swallows whatever fluids Asami secretes until finally, she twitches violently and wraps her legs around her head, tugging at her hair.

"Aah—oh fuck! Coming!"

Her shaking orgasm made Korra firmly hold down her hips. Korra didn't lead up on sucking and slurping and it wasn't until she swallowed all of Asami's fluids that she finally parted from Asami's sex. Releasing her vulva with a soft pop, she licks up the rest of Asami's creamy cum one last time before standing up to kiss her lips.

"Mm—mmh…" they both let out a muffled moan.

Asami groans into her lips, tasting her own essence, before cupping Korra's cheeks. She kisses her desperately before finding herself being lifted off the table. Weakly wrapping her legs around Korra's torso with her life, she panted for air before getting tossed onto the mattress. Still somewhat short of breath, Asami watches as Korra ate her body up with those deep blue eyes. She was extremely turned on by that hungry look in her eyes and the way Korra's muscles flexed with every movement and her every breath…it left her with the lackluster of any form of sanity.

Korra plays with her own breast before pushing her hair back with her free hand. Fondling herself briefly, she licks her lips as she eats up Asami's undone appearance. Her smeared lipstick and disheveled hair. The way how glossy her sweat-induced skin showed and the way her chest rose up and down and the way her vagina and clit clenched and throbbed lustfully made her blood pump faster and heart race faster than ever.

Finally climbing on top of Asami's erotic figure, Korra kept her pinned beneath her toned physique. Her eyes narrow in on those plump lips once again and she slowly leans down, claiming those lips as her own. Asami welcomes her gesture with a pleased moan before feeling up Korra's toned physique with her entire body.

One sloppy kiss after another, Korra starts grinding her sex along Asami's stomach. Turned on like no other, Asami never appreciated that wet sensation against her stomach this much before in her life. She couldn't resist before helping Korra out and grabbing her ass, guiding her body up and down her own. She also made sure to push up her hips and meet up with Korra's lustful core.

Eventually, Asami had enough of this foreplay before roughly sucking Korra's tongue one last time. She forces her body upright, causing Korra to let out a disgruntled groan before aggressively switching their positions. She quickly straddles her hips and now that she is on top, Asami gains dominance and control before she rocks her hips against Korra's core. Korra simply groaned and Asami playfully flicked Korra's puffy clit with her fingers before lifting up a toned leg over her shoulder.

Peppering kisses all over her tanned calf and even her shin, Asami swings her leg over Korra's. She quickly settles down into her crevice and the moment their sexes touched, she shivered at the sensation. They both pant to catch their breaths and once rejuvenated, Asami rests her entire weight down onto Korra's sex.

They jolted once again from the electrifying sensation and Asami hungrily ran her tongue across Korra's leg before biting her skin and rocking their hips slightly. Surprised by the effortless slickness that sounded out between their lower regions and how well they matched each others' pace, Asami actually wasn't too shocked by the revelation before she abruptly began hammering down into Korra's cunt.

"Aah! Oh fuck yes! Oh Sami!"

Asami breathed heavily at that sudden pen name. She could get used to this. Hugging onto Korra's leg between her breasts, she rubbed her womanly curves into Korra's body before roughly riding and scissoring into her vulva. It wasn't a surprise by how wet and sexual they sounded and if anything, Asami was thoroughly enjoying how much they were both clearly enjoying sex.

"Mmh—aaah!"

Weakly thrusting her hips up to match Asami's every move, Korra pants in approval as she slams her eyes shut to enjoy the static rushing throughout her core. She breathes heavily as she earnestly jerks her hips side to side to add more variety and stimulation with Asami's movement. It didn't take long for her breath to hitch and roughly grab onto Asami's wrist before letting out a loud desperate moan.

"Oh fuck! Yes, just like that! Don't stop, I'm gonna—" lost for words, Korra solely focused on yanking Asami's body into hers.

Asami stops for a brief second to adjust herself. She made sure to get the perfect view of Korra's face before hugging her leg tightly. Kissing her calf one last time, she held her breath before violently jackhammering Korra's vulva.

"FUCK!" Korra shouted while slamming her hands onto the mattress. She moaned violently before encouraging her partner. "Oooohhh! Don't you stop! Don't you fucking stop—AAAH!" With her body ceasing all function, her body violently bucked, shaking helplessly in bed. Her intense orgasm was making her tense and buck all over and she couldn't be any more pleased.

Asami grunted as she fought against arching Korra's body, pinning her down firmly in place before biting her calf. She shakes in pleasure alongside Korra as she rests her entire weight in her twitching sex while softly rocking their soaked vulvae together. Many jerking twitches later, she breathes heavily before collapsing down onto her toned body. Desperately panting for air, Asami groans in approval as Korra did the same.

"F-Fuck… that was amazing." Korra musters out feeling her body twitch repeatedly in pleasure.

Asami swallows hard before replying. "I don't think… I've ever cum this hard… in my life."

Still breathless, Korra couldn't help but agree. "Same." She lazily flips over to pull Asami into a back hug. She kisses her shoulder before softly chuckling to herself. "So you weren't a pillow princess after all."

Breathing haggardly, Asami pursed an eyebrow in amusement. "Oh really? That's what you thought of me?" She teases in a challenging tone.

"Mmh…" Korra grunts before repeatedly kissing her bare shoulder blade. "Yeah, but boy did I have you pegged wrong." She possessively pulls Asami's hips down into her own as she feels her intimate area grow messier by the second.

"Fuck…" Korra groans again as she kisses Asami's slender back before running her hand possessively up her sticky thigh to fondle her breast, twisting her erect nipple, before reaching down for her throbbing sex again. She cups Asami's wetness, causing her to clench her legs together and mewl in pleasure. She twitches in place before Korra whispers a question into the back of her ear. "You up for another round?"

Asami was still breathing heavily as she turned slightly to kiss Korra's cheek. "Just give me five… I don't think I can move quite yet."

Korra softly humps Asami from behind while kissing her shoulder blade. "Got it. Sixty-nine sound good?" She rubs her breasts softly up and down Asami's back before cooing, "Can I top this time?"

Turning to face Korra again, Asami hummed as she kissed her lips. "Mmh, sounds perfect."

xXxXx

Breathing peacefully asleep, Korra twitches in place before rousing slightly. She breathes in deeply, taking in a familiar yet foreign scent. The next sensory sense she feels is that warm and soft object rubbing against her back. Mmh… so soft… It took her a second to register that there was stifled breathing behind her back. When she realized that it was alive and moving, she jerked in place before slowly turning around with concern before her eyes snapped open.

"Oh fuck." She musters to herself.

She takes in that very naked figure on her bed.

"Fuck!" She repeats with a panicked whisper.

An utterly cozy-looking Asami Sato was breathing gently on her bed. To top that off, she was very much naked. That flawless skin was exposed, nipples out and perked, blanket modestly and erotically covering her private area with that voluptuous chest of hers steadily rising again and again. She looked unbelievably inhumane, goddess-like actually, as she slept there peacefully next to her side.

The way her light skin tone complemented her tanned skin was almost sinful and the way her lips were messily smeared with that red lipstick of hers was something else. Korra swallowed hard at what that sight did to her. For some reason that caused this dream-like scene makes Asami look even more erotic and dirtier than it should have. Gulping hard, Korra had a hard time pulling her eyes away from Asami's sleeping figure. She slaps her mouth shut before letting her thoughts run off.

Oh fuck fuck fuck, Korra you dumbass! You did not just have the most extremely amazing sex ever in your life with the Asami Sato. You did not! Did you have to drink so much! You know how you are when you're drunk! Fuckkkk, I so did not want to start my year with someone in my bed! Kuviraaa! You ass! Why didn't you stop me! What's the point in drinking together if you don't cap my drinking!

Suddenly, Asami moans in her sleep before gently shifting which causes Korra to swallow hungrily at how sexy and raspy she sounded. It wasn't as if Korra had no idea what she did while drunk. Oh, she knew exactly what she did but could never help herself in that state. She always found herself extremely aroused and flirtatious under the influence and it sure didn't help that that time of the month was approaching as well. Talk about danger… monthly induced horniness with a splash of alcohol and consent takes you a longggg way.

Thoughts of last night's fun go through her head again. The way Asami rocked her body and the way she tasted and smelled… Korra's face grew bright red, bashfully enjoying that sinful replay in her mind before she shook off her funk. Trying to take her mind out of the gutter, she rustles her hair before realizing that she wasn't supposed to get wasted last night. She was supposed to have a light buzz at most, not get shit-faced drunk.

"Oh shit!" She ends up whispering yet again.

Realizing another great mistake, she quickly yet carefully snaps her head around, in search of, or the lack of, evidence that her little brother, Kai, was home. Thankfully it seemed like he wasn't so that was a close call. If he hadn't come home last night and wasn't home by now, that meant he was off at his girlfriend's place. Luckily his routine was quite simple and consistent so it was easy to keep track of him.

"Geez… thank the spirits he's not back…" She rubs her cheek feeling guilty before glancing back at Asami's sleeping figure.

She thought about it for a hot second but it was probably fine that she didn't wake her up since it was a Friday. Kai usually didn't come back home until around dinner time. Speaking of which, why couldn't the seminar just reschedule the mixer so that it was on a Friday instead of Thursday. Stupid reservation issues… Korra thought as sat there contemplating her luck or lack of luck. She then suddenly remembered that she had an early class today with a quiz.

"Oh fuck."

With her eyes widening, she scrambles to search for a source of time. She ends up tumbling out of bed and falls onto the floor with a mild thud. "Oof oh shi—" she quickly covers her mouth and sits up, worrying about waking Asami up. Thankfully for her, she only frowned tiredly before turning the other way. Korra shouldn't have appreciated how sexy Asami looked while turning around and how sexy her backside looked but she did. One heavy gulp later, Korra shakes her head before turning around. She finally takes in the mess of her room before groaning quietly.

"Urgh what a mess."

Stumbling to her feet, she almost fell over once she was standing. Wincing at how sore her back and legs were, she noted how unhygienic her lower region felt and realized how hoarse her throat was. As she made her way to the kitchen for a glass of water, she picked up the messy reminiscence of her pants before rifling through the pockets for her phone. By the time she pours herself a glass of water, she taps her phone before almost dropping it upon seeing the time. She curses out in a whisper.

"Shit!"

Scrambling into her living room, she ran over to her dresser and pulled out a fresh change of clothes. As per her usual, she puts on a sports bra before pulling a thin sweater over her head. Many small hops later, her boxer shorts were decently on before she slipped into some sweatpants. After she was decently dressed, she rushed into her bathroom room to jump at the sight of her reflection from how messy and clearly sexed out she looked. Lipstick was smeared all over her face and chest area while her hair was a complete mess. She groans heavily before rushing to clean herself up.

By the time she spits out some mouthwash, she was about to grab her class materials when she remembered something and ran into the kitchen again to pour another glass of water. Sloppily wiping out a sticky note and a pen from a random drawer, she wrote a note for Asami before rushing over to set it down on the side table with the glass of water in tow.

Srry left 1st, gonna be late to class, make urself at home

-Korra

She pulls at the neck of her sweater to readjust it before bending over and dumping out the contents of her backpack. Mindlessly shoving today's material into her bag, she zips it up in a rush before making it to the door. By the time she fumbles into her sneakers, she spares Asami's sleep profile one last glance. Her mouth waters and her eyes narrow at that dreamy sight before she shakes her head and leaves her apartment.

"Fuck. Gonna be late."

xXx

Luckily for Korra, she made it to class just as her name was being called in roll call. She takes in a deep breath before huffing out "Here!" with extra oomph. Panting as she entered the door, she breathed ruggedly before finding a seat in the back. The professor gives her a look but continues with the roll call nonetheless while Korra scrambles at her desk to get ready

But, as you'd expect, for some reason she couldn't get those light green eyes out of her head the entire beginning of her class.

Asami was most definitely occupying her thoughts and just when she reached deeper into her bag to find a pencil, her eyebrow twitched when she felt something that shouldn't have belonged in a school bag. No… she felt up this piece of fabric in her hand with disbelief. She tugged at it a few times before gulping to herself. Peaking over her desk, she quickly checked her surroundings before confirming her worries. Her jaw drops upon seeing her worst nightmare come true.

Black lace panties.

With her cheeks tinted red, she immediately shoves her backpack under her desk, tucking them between her legs. Fuck! She looked around conspicuously at her classmates as if she was caught red-handed. Fuck fuck fuck! Why the hell is Asami's undergarment in my bag!

Rubbing her temples, she thought back to how it might have happened. Okay hold up hold up… let's think back… The only thought that only made sense was when she was scrambling to pack her stuff for class this morning. She must've somehow accidentally smuggled Asami's lingerie into her bag when she was shoving things into it.

"Fuck!" She whispered to herself in shock. "I did not just steal her underwear, you idiot!"

Her phone buzzes and she snaps her phone out in irritation to see Kuvira's texts.

the DICKtator (08:02): u make it to class? Or u to busy fucking that high class pussy

the DICKtator (08:02): i knew u had a crush on her~~

the DICKtator (08:02): ur gaydar was ringing to the max gurllll

the DICKtator (08:02): u soooo got laid didn't u?

the DICKtator (08:02): tell me, how was that pussy?

the DICKtator (08:02): i saw how she was eating u up w/ that u tight tee and jacket of urs

the DICKtator (08:03): told u u'd could get any dick or cooch if u dress nicely

the DICKtator (08:03): ur welcome that i made u change before we went to that party btw

Korra's lips curled into an irritated twitch. This bitch! She then quickly texted back:

fuck off!

we didn't fuck so fuck u! ..l..

the DICKtator (08:04): a little sus arent we? 0w0

the DICKtator (08:04): seriously, how was that pussy? heavenly I hope?

stop saying pussy!

and I'm telling u we didn't fuck so get lost!

Shoving her phone into her pocket, Korra laughs dryly to herself. I'm so fucked if she finds this! Clearing her throat awkwardly, she reaches into her backpack to bunch up Asami's lingerie and hide it in some corner of her backpack before ignoring the rest of Kuvira's accusations. As true as they were, it didn't mean Korra was going to admit it. She was the dumb bitch who didn't tap off her drinks in the first place even though she said she was! Thanks to that, Korra's flirtatious drunk side made a comeback after three years of abstinence and she ended up banging a woman. Not just any woman either. Asami fucking Sato of all people.

This only leaves the most nerve-wracking question… Asami.

What was she going to say to her? More like what was she going to say to her! To her doom, they had class later in the day but that wasn't until ten so that gave her two hours to panic and think of some excuse. And her fucking panties! She had to give them back. Fuck that was guaranteed to be extremely awkward. Korra has never regretted anything in her life more than she did now.

To top that off, her screaming menstrual pain didn't help either. This day couldn't get any worse… Well, she was wrong. After feeling a certain sensation that screamed bloody mary, she finds herself carefully rushing to the bathroom after class ended. Oh, the joys of being a woman! At least her gut managed to hold out until she made it to the bathroom. It was a miracle her undergarment wasn't stained and right at this moment, she was currently finding herself prolonging the pain and embarrassment of heading to her next class, aka, the one she had with Asami.

Korra frowns when she realizes she didn't have any pads and was about to call Kuvira until remembered something. Sighing once again, she digs through her bag to find that one tampon Asami had given her the other day. Blushing like an idiot, Korra groaned heavily before slapping her face and reluctantly ripping open the package.

"I hate myselfff…"

Once situated, she looked at the time before deciding to sit in this bathroom for a moment to kill time. But then… stuck with her lecherous thoughts, curiosity killed the cat. Korra gulps again before reaching into her bag and pulling out Asami's undergarment. She felt like a pervert doing this but what else would she do! Hooking both sides of the lace attire on her fingers, she observes Asami's choice of clothing in awe.

"Fuck… this sure is some sexy shit…"

She freezes the moment she realizes she fucked up. Big time.

"No…"

Her face grew bright red before she roughly shoved it back into her backpack.

"Fuck! That was a mistake!"

She cupped her face in embarrassment and whined to herself as quietly as possible while stomping her feet. This was because that prominent lewd stain on the center part of her panties made Korra shut her legs, becoming bothered by the resurfacing memories from last night's fun. She fidgets awkwardly on the toilet before groaning one last time.

"Fuck this! Let's just get this over with!"

xXx

As expected, easier said than done. Korra cowers in fear as she makes her way into the classroom. Her eyes immediately scanned the room for any traces or signs that showed that Asami was here. Thankfully for her, maybe she slept in late?

Hopefully.

Letting out a breath of relief, she sits in her usual spot before pulling out her materials. But, to her demise, an approaching rowdy bunch catches her attention. It was, of course, Asami walking in with a group of guys. Asami walks in, head held tall, looking as graceful as ever as she laughs softly before brushing her hair back playfully. She sits down at her usual spot and Korra froze up as if a hundred-year war had just begun.

Expecting to exchange glances with the woman who she just fucked and spent the night with just a few hours ago, none of that happened to her horror. What was her game? Why hasn't she checked in with her let alone spare her a single glance? Did Asami forget about last night? No. That was impossible. She had woken up in her bed so there was no excuse for that.

With her leg bouncing up and down ridiculously fast, Korra was completely on edge the entire time in class as she nervously looked at Asami's expressions. Unlike herself, a complete and utter mess, Asami looked like she was as cool as a cucumber, chilling in class like usual. Nothing. Literally nothing. Korra could've sworn she bore a hole through her head by how intensely she stared at her the entire time and before she knew it, the professor dismissed the class. She blinks rapidly as she watches Asami pack her stuff up.

"That's it?"

Her mouth was hanging as she watched Asami bid her greetings to the guys before excusing herself.

"No…"

Korra rushed to shove her things in the bag before chasing after Asami's backside. She found herself apologizing to some classmates as she pushed through them along the way because damn, did this woman walk fast. She almost lost sight of her before she managed to run up and stop her by the arm.

"W-Wait!" Korra pants heavily while firmly holding onto Asami's arm before breathing heavily at the ground. "Wait up Asami… we… we need to talk." She watched as an unbelievable drop of sweat dripped onto the floor. Fuck! I'm hella sweaty! Looking up to Asami's face, she realizes she was still holding onto her wrist before she quickly let go once she realized her hand was sweaty too. Way to go Korra. Real smooth you dirty hoe. Thanks for being such a creep!

What Korra misses as she dealt with her inner monolog was that smug smirk Asami had on her face. She let her green eyes eat up the way Korra's sweater was tugging against her muscles before she mumbled to herself. "Never would've guessed she was hiding that under all that clothes…" she bit her lower lip and her mouth waters at the recollection before Korra clears her throat.

"S-Sorry what was that?"

Blinking innocently, Asami faces her properly before saying. "Nothing. What's up Korra?"

Korra couldn't help her dumbfounded face. What's up… what's up! That's all she has to say after we fucked? "Uh…" she starts twiddling her fingers, "I um I uh… j-just wanted to check in on you since we…" her cheeks were slightly pink. "Y-You know."

Asami hums softly before she shifts her weight to one side. "Ah, you mean us having sex last night?"

Korra's face burned as she looked at Asami embarrassingly before snapping her face at their surroundings, specifically that dirty-ass-looking school wall. "Uh… I-I—" she was lost for words but fought off her death wish and managed to lean in to whisper into Asami's ear desperately. "S-Shh! People will hear us!"

Humming in acknowledgment, Asami looks off to the side and notes the bystanders before pulling that nicely toned bicep of Korra's off to the side. Once they were semi out of earshot, she faced Korra again. "So? What did you want to get at?" She acts as if she had no idea what Korra might've wanted.

"Oh… uh… well I just thought that um… well you know…" Korra started fiddling with her sleeves as if she was some middle school kid crushing on someone. Oh, come on Korra. Why are you acting like a love-struck teen! Say something, you're a grown-ass adult!

Amused by how red Korra's ears were, Asami smiles deviously before taking pity upon her cute reaction. She steps in closer, which makes Korra take a step back by reflex, before leaning downwards slightly to get closer to her ear. "If you wanted to keep it a one-night stand that's fine with me. We won't talk about it and just carry on with our separate ways but…"

She leans back to look her in the eyes, "If you had different plans then…" she quickly reaches into her purse before rummaging about, writing a small note with her phone number on it. She then hands it over to Korra with a wink. "Just contact me. Now… if that's all," she nods her head as a farewell before turning on her heels.

"W-Wha—" Korra was still dazed. She was running out of time and she choked on her words before fumbling out her main concern. "W-Wait! Asami I uh…" her face was growing redder by the second knowing what she had to do. "I accidentally um… uh…" rubbing her neck nervously, she seriously still couldn't believe what she was about to say.

Asami stops in place before sparring her a curious glance. "Yes?"

"I—" she coughs a couple of times to clear her throat. "I accidentally um uh…" do I pull them out? Fuck this is embarrassing. "I accidentally uh… t-took your…" she really wanted to shoot herself about now. "T-Took your um… p-p…" she rustles her hair in frustration. Argh! Just say it! Snapping her eyes shut, she finally managed to spit it out. "I-I accidentally took your panties!"

With her eyes widening, astonished by the sudden outburst and bluntness, Asami couldn't control her facial expression anymore nor suppress her laughter even if she wanted to. She caved into a soft giggle before watching Korra scamper about. The adorable face Korra had was priceless and it made her wonder if it was really the alcohol that made her so confident last night. Not that her sober fumbling self wasn't adored… she still couldn't help but wonder how she'd react to what she was about to do though.

Walking back a few steps, Asami steps into Korra's personal space and gives her a flirtatious grin before leaning down towards her lips. The moment Korra sees that she flinches before shutting her eyes. Pleased by this action, Asami lowers her eyes before veering off to the side and whispering right next to her ear. "Don't worry about it, I want you to keep it."

Korra snapped her eyes open and her face imploded as her face burned with embarrassment. She couldn't believe her ears. More like, the ear that Asami had whispered into felt like it was literally burning, unbelievably so hot and paralyzing. By the time Asami parts from her personal space, Korra was left paralyzed and completely stunned to the point she was breathless and frozen. It wasn't until Asami turned around and started walking a few steps away before pausing slightly to say one last phrase to finish her off.

"Besides… I'd call us even now."

That statement made Korra snap out of her shock and she sucked in a sharp breath.

"W-Wait—what? What do you mean?"

With a smug smile, Asami throws Korra a wink before waving off.

"Later Korra."

"W-What? W-Wait! I— what do you mean Asami!"

*Later That Day*

Korra felt like an idiot as she cleaned up her room. Asami's words still burned her ear and she still didn't understand what she meant by calling it even. Turning to face that piece of paper on her kitchen table, she stared at those numeric digits before flashes of Asami's moaning and panting filled her thoughts. She squealed incoherently to herself before rushing into the bathroom to splash her face with cold water. One toilet flushes later, she bangs her head softly against the bathroom wall.

"Fuck… my uterus is killing me… why must being a woman suck?"

One sigh later, she glances at the last half of her clothes that were scattered on the floor. With a deep grunt, she begrudgingly walks over to bend down and pick it up. Once she gathers everything up and shoves them into the dirty laundry basket and it was then she raised an eyebrow in realization.

"Wait a sec…"

She scanned her room and checked every crevice in her house for that one piece of attire she couldn't find. It was then that it clicked to her.

"Ah."

Finally realizing what Asami meant by what she said this morning, this had to be it. No matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find her favorite pair of panties. Meaning… Asami had… her face grows completely red before she drops down onto her newly changed sheets and dies on the mattress. She flutters and kicks her legs about before groaning into her bed.

"Holy… fucking… shit!"

Asami Sato had taken her panties as a souvenir.