"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea," Korra said to herself. It was a poor impulse on her part to disregard Asami's wishes but she was known to have poor impulse control. After the CEO left her office, Korra stayed seated as she replayed the events in her head. She came to talk about their relationship and was brushed off. That hurt her, but it also ignited a spark of rebellion within her. And so Korra was now standing in front of Lin's house, clutching a poorly wrapped present that she spent two hours hopping from one shop to another to find a perfect gift. Or at least one that won't result in Lin slapping on handcuffs and throwing her in jail.

Korra did feel a bit remorseful getting the information on Lin's address. She had to call Bolin and said she had something really important to discuss with the Chief of Police. Bolin assumed it had something to do with spirits or Kuvira and was more than happy to give her the address. Korra could have corrected him but she said nothing, simply thanking him and hanging up before her conscience got to her.

Honestly though, why didn't Asami want her to tag along? It was well known that Korra's first experience with Lin was less than friendly but they had moved on from that! Korra even considered Lin to be a friend who she could depend on in times of need and hoped the older woman felt the same about her.

Crap, she was getting side tracked again. Korra raised a hand to knock on the door but when her knuckles brushed against the wooden surface, it swung open a few millimeters into the home. The door wasn't fully shut. That was weird.

Korra slowly pushed open the door and looked inside. The door led immediately to Lin's living room. It was quite modest with a glass surface table set up on black legs and a green comfy-looking couch behind it. The living room spilled into a kitchen area that only held a few cabinets, stove, a refrigerator, and a small island made of a marble slab. To the left of the kitchen was a hallway that Korra guessed leads to the bathroom and bedroom. The Avatar entered the house and frowned at the lack of people there. It was only now that Korra considered the possibility that the two women had decided to go to Asami's mansion. That would make more sense since there would be more room for Asami to decorate. It was true that the CEO was not as extravagant as Varrick, but she never turned down the chance to set up a memorable scene.

That explanation was discarded however with a second glance at the living room table. There were half empty cartons of food, each displaying the logo from the Water Tribe restaurant. Korra had to grin at the adorable Koalaotter slurping up noodles. She set down Lin's present to pick up one of the cartons and unable to resist, grabbed the chopsticks and ate some noodles. Cold. Just the way they should be. Next to the cartons were two empty wine glasses, each with a tiny amount of wine at the bottom, barely enough for a sip. Korra glanced at the empty bottle of wine on the floor. It wore an admittedly cute pink ribbon on its neck but that was not what caught the Avatar's attention, even though the horrified look on Lin's face when she received the gift flashed in her mind's eye. Korra picked it up from where it was lying on its side and set it carefully on the table.

"Fuck."

Korra jumped at the sound of the groan and whirled around to face the hallway but no one was there to yell at her for barging into a home uninvited. Lin? It sounded like it was the Chief of Police.

Instinct taking control, Korra's breathing slowed as she crept to the edge of the room. She raised her fists in preparation for a possible fight. After hearing Asami being a prime target and Lin being her bodyguard, Korra's first thought was of the Red Lotus striking and kidnapping Lin and Asami. She took quick but light steps into the hallway, her eyes roaming through the shadows but finding nothing. She bent her knees and held her hands out in the traditional Airbender stance. The small space in the hallway wasn't good for any other bending styles, and Korra was loath to use bending that might result in breaking of Lin's things. She wished she had seismic sense like Lin and Toph but slamming her foot to the floor might alert the possible intruders. And the floor was made of wood.

Korra crept to the door at the end where the sound came from. She saw that the door was slightly ajar like Lin's front door. Korra took the last few steps to the door and peeked inside. Lin and Asami were indeed inside the room, but they weren't tied up or in any danger whatsoever. Korra understood exactly why Asami didn't want her to come to Lin's birthday dinner at once.

Both women were on Lin's bed and were completely naked. They were in perfect view of Korra and were unaware of the Avatar's presence. Lin was on knees with her chest pressed into the bed. Her head was turned towards the door and Korra almost jumped back before she realized that the Chief's eyes were shut. Asami was behind her on her knees as well and her hands pulled back at Lin's hips as she thrust forward. Each time their hips met, Lin gave a gasp or moan. The look on Asami's face could only be described as predatory. Asami's hand grabbed Lin's hair and pushed her head down into the covers, the mechanic giving an almost primal growl at the moan Lin gave in response. "You like that, whore?" Asami asked, a hand coming up to rake her nails down Lin's back. The Chief shuddered and nodded, words failing her at the moment.

Korra had never heard Asami talk like that before, or hear the possessive and dominating tone of voice the CEO used on Lin. It sent warm shivers of desire down her spine to pool in between her legs.

"Fuck, yes!"

Korra definitely never heard Lin talk like that before. The heat increased tenfold as she continued to watch.

Lin murmured something that was too soft for Korra to catch but Asami must have heard her. The mechanic pulled the toy out of Lin and allowed the older woman to roll onto her back. Not missing a beat, Asami pulled Lin back to her, guiding the toy back to the other woman's sex and pushing it in. Lin hissed at the intrusion but didn't ask Asami to stop, instead she grabbed at Asami's shoulders and pulled her down to kiss her lips. The mechanic's thrusting slowed to grinding as she moved her lips to kiss at Lin's neck, careful not to leave any markings that wouldn't heal over night. Lin groaned and crossed her ankles behind Asami's back, making sure the CEO couldn't pull out again.

Korra knew she should get out of there but she physically couldn't. It was like she was made of stone, Korra couldn't walk away and she couldn't avert her eyes. If Asami or Lin ever found out she was watching them while they were being intimate, it could ruin her relationship with both women. Or worse, Lin would probably send her to the worst prison's imaginable and Asami may even build one personally for her. It wasn't like the mechanic didn't have the money or brains to do it.

The Avatar finally lifted a foot to start to quietly walk away. She set it down as gingerly as she could but a small creak was let out from the floor. Korra's eyes snapped to the bedroom and she felt the building fire in her body be extinguished.

While Asami had leaned up to hasten her thrusting, Lin turned her head and opened an eye and met Korra's gaze through the crack in the doorway. Her expression changed from one of ecstasy to terror. Korra jumped back and managed to silence her feet with a blast of air. She turned and bolted as quickly and as silently as she could. She didn't hear either of them yelling bloody murder so Lin must have not said anything but there was no way Korra was going to linger to find out.

Korra pulled open the door and sprinted out of Lin's home, not bothering to close it. She didn't stop running until it felt like she had swallowed lava. Gasping, Korra leaned into the wall of the building to the right of her, her body trembling with the shock of seeing Asami and Lin like that and exhaustion from running for so long. Korra looked down at the present she was holding, the box she placed Lin's gift in sported new dents where her fingers had dug in. She didn't remember grabbing it when she raced out of the house but that didn't really matter now. Korra slipped down from the wall to sit on the dirty ground. She held the present close to her chest as she caught her breath. Her shoulders began to shake as laughter bubbled up from her scorched throat.

"Lin's gonna kill me," Korra whispered to the night sky.