Asami exited the bedroom's en suite dressed, fresh and ready to take on the day. The morning sun had yet to show itself but she had promised her factory staff that she would make an appearance before going into the office today to help iron out a few technical issues they had been having with one of their assembly lines.

A quiet snore came from the bed and Asami paused for a moment to take in the sight with a grin. She wasn't sure how Korra had accomplished the task but somehow she was splayed out across the bed so haphazardly that one could almost mistake her for a discarded blanket. Not that Asami could ever fully mistake that body for a blanket.

She couldn't believe Korra was really here. In her bed.

Pushing down the urge to take all of her work clothes off and rejoin Korra, she contented herself with sitting on the edge of the mattress and planting a chaste kiss on her girlfriend's cheek.

Korra stirred and turned toward her. "You're leaving?"

"I have to. Work needs me in early today. I should be back by six."

Korra tugged Asami toward her again and gave her a searing, not-so-chaste kiss in return. "You better be. Or I'll track you down with spirit vines, toss you over my shoulder and take you back home whether you like it or not."

A small shiver rippled down Asami's spine at the mental image, realizing that she would, in fact, very much like being taken home like that. She also didn't miss the fact that Korra had said "home" and not "your house." She found herself also liking this but for entirely different reasons.

"I'll be back," she promised as she stood up to leave.

"I'll be here," was the last thing she heard as Korra rolled back over and resumed her communion with the bed sheets.

xXxXxXx

Asami had a decided wild streak but her upper class upbringing ran deep. Even though it was too early for most of the household to be up, she still walked down the stairs calmly and calmly took the car keys from her chauffeur as she calmly declined his offer to drive her to work.

"No, it's going to be a beautiful morning," she said evenly. "I want to enjoy the fresh air."

And her chauffeur, good man that he was, immediately dropped the subject and opened up the driver's side door for her. He was well acquainted with his employer's habits and knew she often used the drive to work as a way to center herself before her work day.

Asami situated herself into the expensive leather seat and put the top down before making the car roar to life. She gave her chauffeur a small wave before calmly pulling out of her driveway and onto the main road toward the center of Republic City.

Picking up speed on the main road to ensure she was well outside of earshot, Asami finally allowed herself to tilt her head up toward the sky and shout as loud as she could, "YES!"

She shouted again toward the setting night stars. This time for as long as the air in her lungs would allow.

The crisp morning air had made her voice feel hoarse when she finally stopped. She grinned and pressed the accelerator a little harder, relishing the way the car she had designed thrum to life as it handled a turn in the road easily. The sun prickled the mountains in the distance and Asami felt awash in a feeling she had long forgotten to have existed: joy.

For the first time in what felt like forever she was just… happy. Everything was exactly as she had always wanted it to be. She was driving to a job she loved and a company that was now thriving. For once, there were no large-scale immediate threats to the world or friends barely clinging to their life. And she had just spent the entire weekend finally… finally… relieving years of pent up desires with the woman of her dreams. It seemed like it could not possibly be real and that any moment she might wake up in her office alone, makeup smeared from crying herself to sleep the night before.

But it was real. Asami shifted in her seat a bit, the ache between her legs served as a pleasant physical reminder of how real everything that had transpired had been.

xXxXxXx

Asami floated into her makeshift office and greeted her executive assistant, Mrs. Young, with a happy chirp.

"Good morning, Ms. Sato," Mrs. Young retorted in her usual, deadpan voice. Asami looked at the woman and couldn't contain the corner of her lip twitching in humor. This woman had been her father's assistant and, if appearances were anything to go by, had seemingly stopped aging in her late fifties. The woman was unflappable. Even news as startling as a giant mecha tank leveling the Future Industries' office had only earned a slight grunt.

And the woman already had a steaming cup of highly caffeinated tea waiting for Asami on her desk.

Asami sipped the tea gratefully as she took the new stack of papers from her Mrs. Young. "I managed to visit the factory this morning. Everything is straightened out and we should be back to running at full capacity by the end of the week!"

Mrs. Young raised an eyebrow at Asami's uncharacteristically upbeat delivery of her report.

Damn. She knows. How does she always figure this stuff out?

"Did you have a nice weekend?" Mrs. Young asked almost too politely.

"I did. Thank you for asking. I attended President Moon's victory party. It was lovely."

"President Moon's party was on Friday," the older woman stated flatly.

Asami had worked with this woman long enough to understand the implication of the statement. She wouldn't describe Mrs. Young as motherly but this was the person that had reminded her to eat each day while obsessing over every detail while the Avatar Korra statue was being built in the park. "It was on Friday," Asami said carefully. "And my girlfriend was able to stay over for the rest of the weekend. It was nice being able to visit with her."

The statement was innocent enough. But it managed to make both of Mrs. Young's eyebrows raise. The woman was a master at reading between the lines.

Too well-trained to probe further, Mrs. Young changed the subject. "Your 10:00 is already here. I sent him outside so he could start inspecting the site."

Asami exchanged a knowing glance with Mrs. Young. The CEO of Chang Construction Co. was an… exhausting… person to work with. But he had one of the largest construction companies in the Earth Kingdom and Asami needed the manpower if she was going to stay to timetable for her Republic City reconstruction efforts.

Squaring her shoulders, she dawned a hardhat and went out to find the man. The search didn't take long. Mr. Chang was taller than most and broadly framed. He was also handsome by most standards, a fact that the man was obnoxiously aware of and tried to exploit when interacting with women. And, of course, he was holding court with three of her site supervisors, giving them orders and suggestions like this was his construction site and no one else could possibly know better.

Asami rolled her eyes and approached. His know-it-all attitude was annoying but at least in matters of construction he was usually not wrong. His standards for quality and excellence were as high as Asami's and that was the only reason why she was willing to put up with him.

"Mr. Chang," Asami greeted as she extended her hand for a friendly shake. "Thank you for taking the time to meet with me personally. I know you're a busy man but I think we can make this partnership mutually beneficial."

"Ms. Sato," he flashed her his most dazzling smile. "May I say welcome back and that you are looking more radiant than ever."

"Welcome back?"

"From your vacation. I had heard, unofficially of course, that you had taken some personal time off recently."

With everything that had happened since that vacation-like being kidnapped by a gang leader, no less-Asami was a bit taken aback. But realizing that he was probably just trying to make pleasant small talk, she recovered smoothly. "Thank you. It was nice being able to take a breather before taking on this important reconstruction project."

"I had heard you went with a friend," Mr. Chang continued, seemingly oblivious to Asami's attempt to refocus the conversation to the task at hand.

The tone of his statement made Asami bristle. Where is he going with this?

"It's a shame that your long overdue vacation had to be with friends rather than something a little more romantic. A beautiful, accomplished woman such as yourself should be wined and dined. All of your needs should be taken care of."

The dripping innuendo behind the word "needs" could not have been mistaken. A short laugh escaped Asami before she quickly regained composure. She was used to being flirted with-and had a laundry list of rejection lines she regularly fell back on for such instances-but the timing of Mr. Chang's advances was so poor that she couldn't help but see ironic humor in the situation. He was trying to swoop her off her feet with the charming champion routine not realizing that he was making the attempt on a woman who was currently still riding high off the feeling that she had never been so sexually satiated. Ever. Not to mention the fact that she was nursing not one but two barely concealed love bites on her neck.

"I will take your suggestion under advisement," Asami replied pleasantly, doing an admirable job of keeping the tremor of amusement out of her voice. "Right now, though, I assure you that I don't have any unmet needs."

His eyes widened. Asami guessed-correctly-that his line usually scored points with his target. He was not a man used to being rebuffed.

As presumptuous as the flirtation was, Asami still wanted his business. "Perhaps I can show you some of our newer areas of construction? I would love to have your expert opinion on how we should proceed."

xXxXxXx

"He said WHAT?" Korra exclaimed in disbelief.

"He said that a beautiful, accomplished woman such as myself should have all of my NEEDS taken care of."

Korra waggled her eyebrows. "Neeeeeeds, eh?"

"Yes. Neeeeeeeds."

They both dissolved into fits of laughter.

The mirth gradually gave way to desire as Korra closed the distance between them and pushed Asami back into the pillows with a deep, sensual kiss. There was no more talking for long minutes.

Korra grinned into the kiss, breaking contact. "So. Do we have any unmet needs that need addressing?"

Asami returned the smile as she ran her fingers lightly over Korra's muscled backside, making the other woman shiver in pleasure. "Korra, you've already met my needs twice tonight. And you brought us home dinner. I can't think of anything else I could possibly want right now."

Korra nuzzled Asami's neck, leaving a trail of light nibbles. "You sure?"

Asami moaned as the lips found a particularly sensitive spot on her shoulder. She pulled her in tighter, trying to close off any gaps between their bodies. She rolled her hips into Korra's as the wicked lips worked their way to another sensitive spot, savoring the sensations of contact. If only Korra knew how many needs this checked off. It wasn't just the sex. It was being able to touch her whenever and however she wanted… having those touches returned… the comfort of just being with someone after a long day of work and being able to relax and laugh about things that happened.

"I think I may need to taste you."

Asami felt her breath hitch. Please let her mean what I think she means. Despite everything they had done this past weekend, that was the one thing that Korra had shied away from. Asami had not wanted to push Korra into anything that felt uncomfortable but the thought of Korra's mouth on her was the source of some of her deepest fantasies during the three years they had been apart. Like, three-glasses-of-wine-into-self-pity-while-feeling-especially-horny level of fantasies.

The lips worked their way down lower and lower, the intentions made clear. Wetness pooled in almost embarrassing amounts between Asami's thighs as her heartbeat erratically increased to an alarming rate. She was probably going to have a heart attack from this and it was so going to be worth it.

The lips were now below Asami's navel and she allowed her legs to fall open a little bit desperately. She heard Korra chuckle and hum with approval into her skin. She had reduced Asami into a whimpering mess and she was enjoying the tease just a little too much. Asami couldn't take it anymore. She pressed upward with her legs while grabbing Korra's hair in an attempt to guide to the place that was begging for attention.

"Mmmm… I guess you need me after all," Korra whispered into her skin while continuing to lavish kisses on every area but the right area.

Asami groaned in acute frustration. "Yes," she managed to utter roughly. "I'll always need you."

That had apparently been the right thing to say. Without preamble Korra spread her folds with one hand and locked down on her clit, sucking hard. Asami nearly let out a shout of hysterical laughter as her brain struggled to grasp what was happening. It was too much and at the same time exactly right. All of her senses and emotions seemed to convene at that one burning spot on her body.

Korra continued to suck and lap the hypersensitive bud and all Asami could do was grip her lover's hair with painful force while her normally astute brain broke trying to process the situation. This is happening. I can't believe this is happening. Korra is actually here and her mouth is-

A soul-deep climax was ripped out of Asami. She screamed so loud it could have woken up half of Republic City. Korra's tongue was relentless, pushing every possible shudder and ripple out of Asami's body. Asami couldn't breathe. The wave of ecstasy didn't end and stars flashed in her vision before she crumpled into blackness.

Her eyes flickered open a few seconds later. Korra was already curled up next to her, idly stroking her arm and fingers. "I guess I should have tried doing that to you sooner," she said with that dorky grin Asami loved so much.

Asami was still breathing heavily, unable to form complete thoughts. "That was… why didn't… oh spirits...YOU amazing."

Korra shrugged. Somehow able to grasp the gist of what Asami was saying despite the lack of verbs or sentence structure. "It just seemed like a really personal thing to do. I was worried I'd mess it up and I wanted to get it right for you. Because I love you." The grin widened. "But then I realized I wouldn't be able to get it right if I didn't practice."

Asami's head lolled to the side as she gaped at her girlfriend. If that had just been a practice round she was going to be in very serious trouble. She wrapped her arms around Korra, pulling her into a proper cuddle. "I love you too. So much."