"Don't fucking touch her!"

Asami just stared opened mouthed as it happened, the fist that came out of nowhere and the man that fell to the ground. "Korra!?"

"Are you alright!?" Korra asked now facing her, anger still all over her face.

"How did…w-where did you come from?!" Asami couldn't find her words.

"Are, you, alright!?" Korra asked again articulating each word, ignoring her question, still fuming.

"Y-Yes, I'm fine."

Korra grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the bar towards the exit, "Did you drive here?"

"Yes I did." She said as she pulled her keys out of her clutch dangling them in the air.

Korra grabbed the keys from her, "Come on, we're leaving."

"But what about my f-friends?" Asami slurred pointing back towards the bar.

"You're fucking drunk aren't you?" Korra turned to face her.

Asami raised her hand holding out her thumb and forefinger slightly apart, "o-nly a l-l-little bit."

"Ugh! Do you even realize…" She brought her hand to the bridge of her nose. "Look I'm sure you're friends will be fine. I need you to stay right here ok? Don't move!" Korra commanded sitting her on a bar stool near the coat check.

She caught the tanned girl's chin between her thumb and forefinger, bringing her eyes to meet hers, "whatever you say babe."

Korra just moved her hand off her chin and turned to go back to her friends. She took less care this time as she made her way back across the dance floor through the masses, pushing to get through rather than asking politely.

"Bolin! Bolin!" She waved her arms trying to get his attention as she went up the stairs to the lounge area where the booths were.

After a few tries he finally noticed her and made his way over to his best friend, "Korra, you okay?"

"Bo, something's come up and I've got to go, now. How much did you have to drink?"

"What happened!? Are you ok!?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Answer the question." Korra didn't have the patience for this right now.

"I only had one shot when we got here. Too busy taking care of Opal."

"Are you ok to drive?"

"Yeah I'm fine, why? What's going on?"

She sighed…she had no clever story to tell him. She pointed over to Miss Sato who was thankfully still sitting on the bar stool where she left her, "You were right Bo…"

He followed her finger to where she was pointing, he gasped in surprise, "I KNEW IT!"

"Shhh! Keep it down Bo! You can't tell anyone! Promise?"

"I swear bro, I would never. What happened?"

"I kind of got in an altercation with some douchebag…" she raised her hand to show him her already swollen knuckles.

"Korra! What did you do!? Did someone try to hit you?" He asked concerned.

"I don't have time to explain it, I just have to take her home. You sure you're ok to drive?"

"Yeah I'm fine, don't worry I'll cover for you with the others, in all honesty I don't think either of them will notice or even remember tomorrow morning anyways."

"I'm counting on it, thanks Bo." She hugged him and handed him the keys. "Let me know when you get home."

"You too. Be safe."

Korra tuned and headed back to her damsel in distress.

"Alright let's go." She grabbed her teacher's hand and pulled her towards the door.

Asami had watched Korra make her way back from the lounge area, noticing who she was with. "But w-wait just a second!"

"Ugh…what?"

"Are those you're friends?"

"Yes. Why?"

"That g-guy with the pointy eyebrowssss, he asked me if my dad was a baker the other d-day."

Korra faceplamed in disbelief…I can't believe he actually tried, i'm gonna have to bring it up later…but she didn't have time to laugh about it now. "We don't have time for this! If someone sees us…just come on!"

Korra finally managed to pull her out of the club and was able to guide her towards the parking lot, hitting the button to unlock the car doors. She opened the passenger side door and got Miss Sato inside, letting out a sigh of relief as she closed the door. She made her way around the car to the driver's side to get in herself and started the car, slamming the door as she sat down.

"Do you even realize what could have happened!? What that douchebag could have done!? I should go back in there and kick his ass some more." She raised her voice at her teacher as she gripped the steering wheel harder, exacerbating the pain in her knuckles.

"I was just h-having f…funnn, I needed t-to not th…think about you for one sss-second."

Her confession softened Korra's anger, but she still wouldn't let her get off that easy. "Well aren't you hypocritical! You got mad at me for doing the exact same thing last weekend."

"That was different! It's not like I went out tonight looking for someone else. You drive me insane Korra!"

"Well from where I was standing your actions could have ended much more badly!"

"I could have handled him!"

"Yeah well I guess I just beat you too it then eh?" Admittedly Korra has always been impulsive.

Asami just crossed her arms and slouched in her seat with nothing more to say.

Unlike the drive there, the drive back from the club seemed to take much longer. Thankfully Miss Sato's conversational skills seemed to get better as they drove, she could now at least form coherent sentences and she slurred less.

She leaned over, resting her elbow on the center console between the driver's seat and the passengers seat, staring at Korra. "Have I ever told you how hot you are?"

Korra heart skipped a beat at the words, words she would have given anything to hear under other circumstances, she's drunk Korra, you can't play into this right now. "You're drunk," was all she replied.

"Well that may be, but it doesn't change the fact that you are hot. Did you know that I noticed you right away when you walked into my class the first day I taught?"

"As if." Korra had to fight herself not to take the words more to heart, continuously rationalizing, she's just drunk Korra, she'd never be telling you this otherwise.

"It's true! In that baseball tee…that showed off your muscles so well…" Asami dragged her fingers over Korra's bicep. "Did I ever tell you that defined arms are one of my weaknesses?"

Korra couldn't deny the warmth that the touch sent all over her body, as much as she tried to mentally rationalize the situation, her body wasn't having it. She had no choice but to pull her arm away before she succumbed to the temptation of putting her hand over on the bare thigh of the woman next to her, and god knows what'd she do after that.

"How about we listen to some music?" She tried to change the subject, turning the radio up.

Korra managed to keep their interaction PG the rest of the way home, which was no easy feat. Even if Miss Sato was being forward, Korra had to also fight her own urges. The way that deep red dress fit her body, and those heels didn't help, she had such a weakness for pretty girls in heels.

They finally made it to Miss Sato's condo, Korra pulled the car into the driveway and cut the engine. In the time it took Asami to unbuckle her seatbelt, Korra had already made her way around the car and held the door open for her.

"So chivalrous." Asami joked.

Korra gave her a smirk and put out her hand to help her out of the car which the green eyed woman graciously took. After she stepped out of the way, Korra closed the door and turned to lead Miss Sato inside, but she felt something holding her back.

She looked back to find her teacher staring back at her, "is everything okay?"

But her teacher didn't answer. Instead she pulled on Korra's hand bringing the girl closer to her and crashing their lips together. Korra couldn't help but fall into the kiss, she had done so well, fighting temptation the whole ride home, but now she couldn't stop herself from giving in, the red lips that met hers were too welcoming, too warm, tasted too good. She parted her lips slightly allowing Miss Sato's tongue to enter her mouth, deepening the kiss further, perfume filling her nose and she inhaled through it. She couldn't help herself now, she had fully given into the her. She placed her hands on the older woman's hips, pulling her, closing whatever distance remained between them, then sliding her hand up her bare back. Miss Sato didn't stop herself either, her rational thought process failing her under the influence of whatever alcohol still remained in her system. She took one of her arms off Korra's shoulders and brought her hand to the shorter girl's waist. She couldn't deny the temptation any longer…she had to know…had to feel it…she moved her hand slowly to korra's lower back, then lowered it slowly finally being able to grab that ass she had been ogling. It was all she imagined it would be, firm and round, the perfect hockey bum. Korra felt her nails on her behind, and it's like the act made something snap inside Korra, she couldn't hold back any longer. She moved her hands from the woman's hips and slid them down over her ass, behind her thighs until her hand reached the bare skin where the dressed ended. She picked Miss Sato up and pushed her against the car, her teacher's legs firmly around her waist. She felt her beanie fall off. Asami found her hands tangled in Korra's hair, pulling it slightly, enough to separate their kiss so she could bite Korra's lip and pull on it. Korra let out a small moan, god damn this woman, she smells so good…feels so good, her long perfect legs around my waist…Then Korra smelled something other than jasmine perfume, a faint hint of alcohol on her teacher's breath, she was immediately brought back to her senses and put the woman down backing away. Fuck Korra what are you doing, she's drunk you idiot.

"What's wrong?" Asami asked.

"Nothing…I ummm…we shouldn't…you're drunk."

"Korra, I'm going to think you're real oblivious if you don't know I want this by now."

A small smile crossed the younger girl's face. "I want this too…but if this is to ever really happen, I don't want you to be drunk…otherwise I'm no better than that guy at the bar."

Asami just smiled, this girl could not be more perfect. "You're nothing like him Korra," she reassured her. She walked up to the girl and took her hand as she placed a kiss on her forehead, "let's go inside."

Korra was more than happy to obey, she picked up her beanie and followed her into the house. She allowed herself to be led straight up the stairs to Miss Sato's bedroom, she couldn't keep her eyes off that perfectly shaped ass in front of her, fuck my life…this is going to be rough…

When they got into her room, she released Korra's hand, "Make yourself at home, I'm just gonna get into something more comfortable."

Korra made he way over to the only thing she could sit on in the room, the bed. She sat on the end of it with her legs hanging off the edge. Miss Sato's room was elegant, the walls were a deep red colour, her furniture was a dark mahogany, cream curtains hung up by the window and matching sheets over her bed. But Korra's attention didn't stay on the decor for long, she watched as Miss Sato moved across the room over to her dresser pulling out her sleepwear. She was enraptured by the woman in front of her. She watched her bend her leg back at the knee to bring her foot up so she could slip off her heel, repeating the process for the other shoe. She followed the woman's hands as they pulled her black hair off to one side revealing more of her bare back. Korra gulped, a throbbing starting between her legs as she traced up the woman's spine with her gaze. The fingers she had been watching then fiddled with the newly exposed clasp of her dress behind her neck, undoing it, immediately causing the straps to loose tension over her shoulders. She watched as her teacher peeled the form fitting dress off her upper body, leaving it completely bare. Of course she isn't wearing a bra…her back is surprisingly toned…I bet it would feel so nice to run my fingers down it…korra enough, she's still drunk, and you're 'chivalrous' remember, god being the good guy sucks. She squeezed her legs together, hoping it might temporarily satisfy the throbbing in her core, but it only got worse the more she watched, her fingers digging into the edge of the bed the further down the dress fell. She peeled it off the rest of her body, past her hips, over her ass and down her thighs before letting it hit the floor, god that ass…so round and perfect. She was wearing a black lace thong, all Korra could imagine was getting up to go and kneel beside her so she could pull it off of her using only her teeth, then making her way back to that ass, leaving kisses up her thighs as she did…ok enough, she's not getting away with this any longer. Korra decided to call her out on her bullshit as she watched the girl slip on a white tank top.

"You're doing it on purpose aren't you?"

"Doing what on purpose?" Asami played dumb, but the coy smile on her face as she turned to Korra gave her away. "I was just putting my pyjamas on, that's all."

"You know I don't believe you for a second right?"

"I really have no idea what you're talking about Korra." That same smile still on her face. "Are you thirsty?"

Korra just stared at her, not falling for the horrible front she was putting up. Her throat was indeed dry however, "Yeah, a glass of water would be nice actually, thank you."

Asami went into the en suite of her bedroom, Korra could hear the water running as she filled the glass. She re-emerged seconds later with only one glass which she was already drinking from. Korra could see the red lipstick smudge on the rim of the glass as it was handed to her.

"Great so now I'm going to have your lipstick all over me?"

Asami let out a small laugh, "I hate to break it to ya, but you kind of already have it all over your face anyway." She brought a hand up to the tanned girl's face, brushing her thumb over her cheek and then her lips where the lipstick found itself. "Besides I like it better when I'm the one leaving it…"

Korra felt shivers go up her spine as she felt the touch on her face and heard the words. Yeah she's definitely doing it on purpose… She watched as Miss Sato made her way around the bed and got in under the covers.

Asami noticed the girl's knuckles as she held the glass to her lips to drink. "Korra, your hand! Why is it that whenever I see you outside of school you're injured? Usually because of me…"

"Don't worry about it, that guy deserved it. I'd do it again in a heart beat. To think of him touching you…makes me blood boil."

She smiled, "You're kind of cute when you get protective…but I really could have handled him."

"I know you could have…it just sent me over the edge seeing him continue to touch you even after you pushed him away so many times. Also the fact that I thought he was your boyfriend at first didn't help…"

Asami's laughed nervously at the comment, "well you weren't totally off…"

"I fucking knew it! He is your boyfriend!" Korra was starting to get mad again.

She quickly pulled the covers off and crawled her way over to the edge of the bed where the girl was sitting, putting a hand on her forearm. "Ex, Korra, he's my ex-boyfriend."

"Oh…" she relaxed a little.

"We broke up a while ago, and he never got over it."

"Why did you break up?"

"He just saw me as a trophy to show off to his friends…I finally smartened up and ended it."

"I…I can't believe he would treat you like that…you're so much more, you're smart, kind, caring…kind of a big tease sometimes but that's besides the point…the fact that you're gorgeous is just an added bonus."

Asami blushed at Korra's words. What am I going to do with this girl…

Korra looked down at the glass in her hand, "So umm…have you uh…always dated boys or…?"

The older woman couldn't help but laugh at Korra's nervousness as she asked the question.

"I mean…if it's ok for me to ask…you don't have to answer…"

"It's fine Korra, I knew it would come up eventually." She smiled. "I have always dated boys more or less, but I've always liked girls too. The thing is that I've only ever hooked up with girls, I've never dated one."

Korra's heart fell in her chest. Was this all that this was going to be? Just another hook up with a girl for her? Why is this bothering you so much? You don't usually do relationships anyways. Why do I care so much about this girl… it was then that Korra realized that just a hookup wasn't going to be enough with this woman…what have I gotten myself into…I can't do this if a hook up is all she wants…

She could see the wheels turning in the younger girl's head and the disappointment starting to show on her face. "Korra? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine…I should umm…I should probably get going, Bolin was already worried enough as it was when I left the club." She stood up from the bed.

"Korra, wait, don't go." She grabbed her hand and puled her back down to the bed. "What's wrong, please tell me."

She hesitated and stayed quite for a minute before answering. "What…what do you want from me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean where do you see this going? I think I'm…I'm…" she took a deep breathe collecting herself, "I think I'm falling for you a little more than I should be…and I can't do this if all I'm going to be is another hook up for you…I care too much…"

Asami felt the tears start to well up behind her eyes. "Korra…"

"Look it's fine if that's all you want. I just needed to be upfront with you. I'm gonna go."

She went to leave again, but before she could stand, she felt hands on her cheeks turning her head to face her teacher, followed by a pair of lips being pressed against hers. Korra didn't know how to react or what this meant.

Asami pulled their lips apart. "I care about you too Korra. I know it's wrong, but I don't want this to be just a hook up. It's just given our situation, I'm a little apprehensive…I don't want either of us getting in trouble…I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if you lost your scholarship opportunity…"

Her heart was light again. Korra only heard the first part, it's all she needed to hear. They'd work out the rest later, but for right now she just wanted to revel in this moment. She brought her hand over Miss Sato's that still found itself on her cheek.

"Would you…stay with me tonight? We don't have to do anything…I just…I want you to stay."

Their eyes locked, there was no way Korra couldn't deny those deep green eyes as they bore into hers. She would do whatever those eyes required of her, she'd raise the sees, calm volcanoes, settle tornadoes or move mountains if she could.

Korra's smile was answer enough for Asami, she moved her way back toward the head of the bed and pulled down the covers and patted the spot next to her.

Korra stood up, "is it my turn to be a tease now?" she asked as she buttoned her shirt. "Do you have a t-shirt I can borrow?"

Asami stared in awe as she took off her shirt. Each undone button revealing more and more of her toned abdomen, all the way down to that abdominal V leading into her pants to her core. She couldn't help but bite her lip as she fisted the sheets in her hands… "Ass…" was all she could manage to get out as she pointed to her dresser.

She watched the girl walk across the room, her button up slipping off her shoulders, falling next to her dress on the floor, her back was almost as tantalizing as her font. Korra looked back at her, unsure where to start looking. She was finally given instructions, "Top drawer, left hand side."

Korra sifted through the drawer, finding only other tank tops similar to the one Asami was wearing. "Not much of a t-shirt girl are you?"

The older woman only smiled, "No, Sorry."

"I'll deal with it for tonight I guess." She pulled out a blue tank top and slipped it on. She made her way to the side of the bed opposite Miss Sato and sat on the edge to pull off her pants before getting under the covers, laying on her back with one hand behind her head when she finally did.

Asami shifted to her side, propping herself up on her elbow and rested her hand in her hand. "So now that you know mine, what's your story Korra?"

"My story?"

"Yeah, I hear you're quite the heart breaker."

"That's not true! I was just never really into relationships before."

"That's what heart breakers say." Asami laughed.

"I swear I'm not! Ila's maybe the only exception to that, and even then, her heart wasn't really broken, she just wanted to get with me because she thinks I'm popular."

"Oh right, lipstick girl."

"Hey now, if anyone's lipstick girl, it's you." Korra said pointing at her face.

"I guess that's true." Asami ran her fingers over the smudges again.

The same reaction took over Korra's body as it did the last time. "You've really got to stop that, or else I'm going to have a hard time controlling myself, and I'm trying to be good."

"Fine…such a gentlewoman." Asami took he fingers away reluctantly. "I have a confession to make…"

Korra turned her head towards the girl, "go on…"

"I was actually really jealous that night you came over with her lipstick on your cheek…" she traced her fingers up Korra's arm avoiding her gaze.

"Were you now?" Korra gave her a cheeky grin.

She looked back at her, "Don't get too cocky, I'm over it now."

Korra smiled, "I wouldn't worry if I was you anyway, she's got nothing on you." She leaned up and kissed the older woman on the cheek. Asami's cheeks reddened, Korra took joy in the power she held over her, being able to make her blush so easily.

They talked for hours laying in bed, stealing kisses here and there. Asami felt her eye lids getting heavier and could no longer keep them open, letting her head rest on Korra's chest as she traced up and down the valley between her abs down the center of her stomach with her finger. Korra could feel her head getting heavier and heavier on her chest as the other woman succumbed to her fatigue.

"Good night Miss Sato."

Asami let out a quiet laugh, "you can call me Asami, Korra." She felt Korra's chest rise as she inhaled.

A smile crept it's way onto her face, heat rising in her cheeks, she had never called her by her first name, she hadn't even really heard it many times…there was something so scandalous about it, as if it confirmed what they had been engaging in…she hesitated before allowing the words to escape her lips… "Good night…Asami."