AN: My darling friend Dbsilverdragon from tumblr came with this promt idea. Of course I wouldn't the called the Smut Avatar if I didn't add some extra smuttyness into it...
Poor Dragon... hope she managed to cool off by now xD
Art student Asami Sato is bored of all the male models in class with their penisses dangling in her face, her friend Korra convinces her to go to art class anyway and there is a surprise waiting for our Heiress...
Asami sighed while she walked through the busy halls of the University. Just another boring class with a male model… another sigh escaped her when she thought of the former classes she already had. The gay guys and straight girls in her class loved it of course. Her...not so much. She was kinda tired of seeing his dick constantly.
She was with her thoughts somewhere else when she bumped into someone. She waited for the concrete floor to come in contact with her ass which, thankfully, didn't happen. She looked up into familiar blue eyes. "Korra…?
The Southerner chuckled as kept her friend from falling, keeping her on her feet. "Hey Sami, you should watch where you're going you know. You might get hurt."
Asami smiled at her friend, a faint pink of embarrassment clear on her cheeks. "Yeah… thanks. I'll try to remember it for next time."
She moved a stray strand of black hair behind Asami's ear. "Going to class?"
"Yep, I'm thinking of just quitting and going back to my cars. Work on those instead." She said with a sad smile, only to see Korra's eyes widen. "I'm joking… I know that I shouldn't look at a naked body as a lust object or anything but…I mean…seeing a guy's dick week after week after week..." Another sigh escaped her while the rest of her sentence trailed away and Korra snickered softly.
"Well, just wait it out, who knows what will happen?"
They both joked and chatted a bit more until they reached Asami's class. They said their goodbyes and Asami took a deep breath before she headed inside. There was only one spot left, right at the front and the pale beauty rolled her eyes. Lovely, front row seats to Mister Penis. She sat down, put her bag down and took out everything she needed, her sketchbook and pencils. Her thoughts wandered off to Korra and reality finally sank in. I actually didn't even ask her what she was doing here… She frowned since it made no sense at all. Korra wasn't even a student at this University.
The teacher eventually entered and started to explain a couple of things about upcoming tests. She was listening with only half an ear up until she mentioned something about a model. "We'll have a new model today. Since we had a male model for these last few months due to the short supply of female ones. I finally found someone who was willing to stand model for us so you can all see the glory of a woman's body right in front of you. I'll be giving a test in a few weeks, so I want you to study her anatomy carefully. Drink in as much as you can and learn as much as you can."
Finally, a change of pace! Awesome! Asami smiled and relished in the fact she had front row seats now. The classroom door opened and in walked…-
"I want you all to welcome Korra. She's been willing to model for us the coming months."
Asami's mouth fell open and her eyes would surely pop out of her skull. Korra...her friend Korra...her secret crush Korra, had just walked into the classroom, wearing nothing more than a bathrobe and a smile. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! OHMYGOD! WHAT THE HELL!? Asami felt her face turn a bright red and her mouth go dry as the desert. She heard everybody around her welcome Korra in their midst. Asami eventually managed to utter something as well.
Her friend walked into the middle of the circle of students and the teacher was telling her class a few more things. It all went over Asami's head since all she could do was stare at Korra. Whose hands were slowly undoing the knot that held her bathrobe together. She eventually managed to undo it and opened the robe slowly. Or it seemed slow. Asami's brain had crashed the moment that the robe was opened and revealed Korra's cleavage. Dear Raava on a sandwich…my dreams are coming true…well…almost…in my dreams we're alone and she's laying on top of me and…-
"Alright dear, you can remove your robe." The teacher said and finally, Korra took off that insulting robe that kept her amazing body from the eager eyes of some of the students...and from Asami's gaze.
Her heart stopped for a beat or two, three, maybe even more when Korra's breasts came into view. Asami swallowed the thick lump in her throat and the room suddenly felt a lot hotter. Her breasts were amazing to say the least. Not to big, not to small. They'd fit perfectly in my hand… She bit her lower lip and tried with all her might to ignore the throbbing feeling between her legs.
Asami's eyes slid lower to her friend's abdomen and dear baby Raava, she was a sight to behold. She couldn't, for the life of her, stop staring. She was sure by now that she was drooling all over the floor and someone might slip over it and crash down but, she didn't care a flying fuck. Those abs. Those abs! By all the Spirits in the world..those abs!
Finally, the robe fell to the floor and there she was standing in all her naked glory. If this would've been some sort of manga, Asami felt that her nose surely would've started to spray fountain of blood all over the place. But this wasn't a manga or an anime, this was real life. She wasn't bleeding from the nose, but she was surely drooling. She quickly wiped away the saliva that dripped down from the corner of her mouth. Oh my god Sato, get a grip and get ready. She took a deep breath to slow down her thundering heart. It was hammering against her ribcage and it felt like her ribs would crack at any given moment.
It didn't help her case either when Korra turned towards her. Her strong hands resting on her slim hips. The Southerner puffed out her chest and Asami swore that she had seen Korra wink at her. Is…is she doing this on purpose…? What? No way…don't get your hopes up girl! You'll only be d…-
"You may begin!" The teacher snapped Asami back to reality. Her hands were shaking slightly and she swallowed again. Her sketch book on her lap and pencil in hand. She finally started to drink in all of Korra's curves. She started with her face. Asami had always loved Korra's eyes. They reminded her of the ocean. Of the sky. Of freedom and of Sapphires. The tip of her tongue stuck out of her mouth in concentration. She drew lines. Added shadow. Erased bits to redraw them again. Adding more shadow and some color. But only to Korra's eyes.
It was a few hours later when Korra eventually turned around. Asami had only been able to draw her up until her hips. So the upper body was complete. She let her fingertips slide over the paper. Her cheeks a darker shade of red. A smile on her lips. She relished in the drawing for a moment longer before she looked up. Her eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets at what she saw. Korra's amazing back. I never knew she had a tattoo…her eyes slid over the enormous tattoo of the goddess Raava, the intricate whorls and spirals a part of Korra. It started just below her neck, all the way down to her... Oh… I'd love to put my hands on those buns… She bit her lower lip. Ever so happy and thankful that Korra wasn't able to see her face.
After a few minutes of ogling her friend, she started on a fresh sheet of paper. Repeating the process of earlier. Draw lines, erase and redraw them. She decided to focus fully on Korra's back. Korra's hands rested once again on her hips and every so often, she rolled her shoulders. Asami smiled softly each time she saw her do it. She's probably not used of standing still for so long… maybe I can offer her a massage… She gulped and felt her core pulsate again at the thought alone. My hands sliding over her muscled back. Easy enough with some of my special oil… Helping her relax after a long day of just standing… She let out a soft longing sigh while she let her imagination have free reign. Her legs should be sore too… I could totally massage those as well… My hands on her ankles. Sliding all the way up… Stopping at her thighs… I slowly spread them and…-
"Alright! Time's up! Class is done for today." Kya, Asami's teacher, snapped her back to reality involuntarily and she muttered a few curse words under her breath. Everybody moved and packed their belongings, including Asami. Although under silent protest. When she looked up from her bag, Korra had already put on her robe and exchanged a few words with Kya before she disappeared through a door. She decided to take her leave too, hurried out of the classroom and drove home once she got outside. Classes were over for today and soon she was back home in her own apartment not far from University grounds.
She found her way to the bathroom after she dumped her bag onto the couch and enjoyed the heat of the water on her skin. Maybe I should take a cold shower instead… Her mind instantly drifted to earlier today. Her secret crush completely naked. In all her glory for her to admire. Those kind eyes… Her sweet smile. Her strong hands… Fuck, I want those hands to grab me and pin me to the wall. Or on the bed… Or this shower cabin even. She let out a longing growl and her hands seemed to move on their own. She let her hands slide over her breasts and felt her hard nipples under her own touch. Fuck, Korra… Even when you're not here you manage to turn me on. She closed her eyes and imagined those hands belonged to someone else. She squeezed one breast and pinched her nipple with the other. "Ahhhhh…" She let out a moan which only increased when a hand slid down her stomach. "Yes…Oh yes, baby…" She moaned, completely lost in her own fantasy and lust.
She bit her lower lip in an attempt to keep quiet. Fuck it…No one's here anyway… Her breathing quickened when she cupped her sex. Her mouth open when she let out another moan. A single finger touched her throbbing clit and she became a whimpering mess. "Oh Korraaahhhh…!" She cried when she started circling the swollen clit. Even though it were her own hands and fingers doing this, in her mind and fantasy, it was Korra and she closed in on her orgasm embarrassingly fast.
She held onto the edge of the cabin while she leaned against the glass. Her fingers working overtime between her legs in sharp, tight circles. Cries of pleasure echoed off the walls when she slipped two finger inside. She was so close to her release. It was enough to push her over the edge and the young woman howled to the ceiling on release. Her knees unable to support her after such intense climax, she slowly slid down onto the cabin floor while her body shuddered in the aftershocks of her release.
She was a panting mess and she pulled her hand back to let it rest on her thigh. Holy shit… deep calm breaths… come on Sato, you can do it… She encouraged herself to calm her racing heart even though she felt like there was a tornado going on inside her. Fuck…that was intense…She looked at the hand that had been buried between her legs only moments ago and it was shaking. I think I'll just sit here for a little while… heh… I doubt I could get up anyway…She gave it a try, but her legs did not want to cooperate at all.
The pale beauty stayed on the bottom of the shower cabin. Washed her hair and body before she gave her legs another try. They felt shaky to say the least but she managed to put on her crimson robe that reached just above her knees. Her wet hair hung loosely over her shoulders as she made her way carefully to the door. When she got back into the living room, she had the scare of a lifetime.
"Hey Sami."
She gasped, her eyes wide in shock when she saw Korra sitting on her couch, staring right at her. "Korra!? Holy shit! You scared the living hell out of me!"
"Sorry! I didn't mean to."
"How did you even get in here?" She put a hand on her chest, just above her heart. She thought for a second it had stopped beating.
Korra looked at her with a raised eyebrow. An amused smile on her lips. "You kinda gave me a key like, months ago…?"
"Oh… right…" She facepalmed herself internally and took a deep, calming breath. "Well, make yourself at home."
The Southerner chuckled. "Oh, I already did…" And she patted a sketchbook that laid on her lap. Asami's one to be exact.
All the blood was drained from her face when she realized it. A sick feeling rose up from her stomach when Korra opened it and browsed through it. A smile on her tan lips. "They're really ni…-"
She didn't hear a word her friend had said since a storm of scenario's went on in her own head. Ohmygod! OH MY GOD!
"Very detailed and su…-"
She's gonna hate me! She's gonna… oh no… what if she never wants to talk to me again!? Her heart rate increased with each passing second.
"Hello…? Asami…?"
ShitfuckshitfuckfuckfuckFUCK! THINK OF SOMETHING! FAST! Damage control! Asami did a step backwards but her panicked state only worsened when she felt the bathroom door against her back.
"Asami? Earth to Asam…-"
She put her hands in front of her face in embarrassment and prayed that she was just having a nightmare. Korra had seen everything she had ever drawn and pretty much every piece she ever made, had her in it. Although she had never seen her naked, she had surely drawn pictures of Korra where she was doing certain adult things with a certain black haired woman. She was sure her friend would make the link. She felt tears of shame burn in her eyes, but took a shuddering breath when gentle hands took a hold onto her wrists. They pulled her shaking hands away from her face and her eyes looked with those ocean blue orbs she loved so much. Only now she saw Korra's lips move and her voice slowly penetrated her panicked haze.
"Asami…? Are you okay…?" Korra's voice was warm and soft. Drenched with worry and concern. "What wrong?"
She only managed a simple nod and finally found her voice again. "They're not finished yet!"
Korra blinked in confusion. Both eyebrows raised. "Oh? They looked finished."
"T-they're not! I mean they almost are, but I never had time to properly finish them because I didn't really saw you naked before but now I have so now I can finally finish them so I will get around to finish them when I have some time to spare and…-" A single tanned finger was pressed against her pink lips and silenced her.
"You're ranting and not making sense… if you're worried that I don't like them, don't be, cause I do. Very much so…" Korra said with a wink and pulled her finger away again.
"Y-You do…? But… I mean…" A deep blush colored her cheeks. "Then…"
"Yeah, I do." She said and chuckled. "So…there's one thing left to do now... " She said with a cocky smirk.
The way Korra looked at her didn't bode well. Asami took another shuddering breath when Korra's hands slowly moved down from her shoulders and over her arms. Until they stopped at her elbows. "W-wha…what would t-that be…?"
"I'll need to help you finish these drawings…" She said and pulled her hands back. Only now Asami realized that Korra wore a robe of her own. A dark blue robe that reached all the way to her ankles. Her strong hands took a hold of the fabric around the height of her breasts and when she pulled it sideways slightly, Asami's eyes grew wide in shock. She was completely naked underneath. "O-oh my G-Goddess…" she mumbled, her eyes still on Korra's chest. Unfortunately for her, her friend stopped and put those strong hands on Asami's hips instead. She leaned in and for a second there, she thought that the Southerner was about to kiss her. Until Korra moved to her right. Those lips now so close she could hear her breathe in and out.
"I heard what you were doing under the shower earlier…" She whispered directly in her ear and Asami whimpered pathetically when Korra's breasts were pressed against her own. "You have a very sexy voice Sami… fuck… I didn't even needed to see you to get turned on instantly."
One of her pale hands rested on Korra's shoulder while the other was placed neatly on the Southerner's hip. Her friend's lips moved from her ear to her neck and a warm hand grabbed hers. Guiding it lower. "You should feel…"
With those words, Korra moved both their hands between her own legs, passed the border of the robe, so Asami cupped her sex. Korra let out a soft moan and moved forward. Her lips catching Asami's lower one. She sucked on it slowly and earned herself a moan from the pale beauty in return before she released her again.
"Mhnaahhh…" She moaned softly. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her entire body was shaking from what was happening. "Korra…" The moment she whispered her friend's name, lips latched onto her throat and teeth grazed over her pale skin. Oh Goddess… she's so wet… Her mind went blank when her hand had made contact with Korra's core. Her slender fingers seemed to have a mind on their own as they moved between soaked folds. She felt Korra tremble, which encouraged her to keep going. She felt a hand move from her hip, down her stomach. Asami managed to glance down and saw Korra's hand slip under the crimson red fabric of her robe.
With her mouth half open, she let out a mix of a whimper and a moan. "Ohhh…" She closed her eyes and let her head lean backwards against the bathroom door. "Shit… Korra… Don't… D-don't stop…" She rolled her hips in sync with Korra's fingers.
"I won't…If you don't…" She breathed and Korra's hips rolled in sync with Asami's hand. Bodies now pressed together as they moved in a perfect rhythm. Asami's free hand rested on Korra's strong shoulder. The Southerner had pulled back slightly. Her eyes now almost appeared black while she gazed at the other woman. Her mouth slightly open while soft moans escaped her each time that Asami's finger came in contact with her clit. "Let me hear that sexy voice of yours…" She managed to utter and licked her lips absentmindedly.
Asami's cheeks still showed a faint pink color. The thought that Korra found her sexy only increased to her own arousal. The sounds that the Southerner made on top of that, it was too much. She opened her mouth and a deep moan tore from her chest. She closed her eyes again and all the shame just melted away. She moaned openly and Korra joined in as both women closed in on their peak.
Oh fuck I'm so close… It was hard to focus on anything at this point. All she could think was: Korra, Korra, Korra! The way the Southerner looked at her. How she smelled. How her body felt against her own. The sounds she made. A moan first and a growl next. Asami's own movements became sloppy but still enjoyable for the other woman to enjoy.
All the muscles in her body felt like they were on fire. A volcano ready to burst. "K-Korra… ahh… C-close… so… clooooh-se…!"
"Me t-too…let g-go…" She uttered and before Asami could say anything, her lips locked with pink ones. A tongue passed said lips and found Asami's. This new sensation was too much for the Heiress and she moaned right into Korra's mouth as the first waves of her release came crashing down. Her hand that had rested on Korra's shoulder before, now held tightly onto short chestnut hair. She gave Korra no chance to pull back or move away and kept her as close as possible.
The sounds her friend made only caused the second wave of her climax to hit her and without thought, she pushed her slender fingers inside. She felt Korra's inner walls spasm and tighten around her. Her wetness coated her fingers and knuckles. Neither she or Korra stopped but kept pumping in and out of the other instead. Although in a slower pace.
Asami reluctantly broke their kiss once her lungs started to burn due to lack of much needed oxygen. Korra started to kiss her neck instead. The pale beauty gave her friend the room she needed by leaning her head slightly to the side. Both women still panting and desperately tried to calm their racing hearts. It was Korra who broke the silence first. Although she still sounded out of breath.
"Ah… Ahh.. ha… Asami… I think…" She started but wasn't able to finish unless she took in another deep breath that she released slowly.
"What…? What is it?" Panic held her heart and for a moment she thought this was just a cruel dream. Until she heard Korra chuckle, she pecked her lips and her ocean blues locked with her Emeralds.
"I think… you need another shower… you're all sweaty…"
Asami rolled her eyes but let out a sigh of relief. "Yeah well, who's fault is that?" Korra continued to snicker, even when she pulled away from the Heiress slowly.
"How about I come join you…?" She said with wiggling eyebrows.
"I… uh… don't think we'll get much cleaning done…"
"Well, at least we're under the shower already… the perfect place to get dirty and clean. At the same time! Besides… you have some more hand on discovering to do. I don't want you to fail that test that will be coming up for you soon."
Asami swallowed hard and while her hand tried to grab the doorknob, she constantly missed it. "Heh… hehehe… r-right… of course! How could I refuse such an offer!" After the fifth attempt, she finally managed to open the door and Korra eagerly followed her inside.