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"Please…"
The word 'please' made Korra's clit twitch at the honeyed tone. Though, what was really turning her on was the way Asami was acting. Submissive and pleading with her soft green eyes in asking. She was surrendering control. If that wasn't a sign of atonement then nothing was. But Korra was not about to let her just service her without retribution. Korra reached down, fisting Asami's hair in her grasp and pulled her up to her feet with a painful hiss.
"You don't get off that easily," Korra growled against her neck earning a pained whimper from the woman in her clutches. A breathy groan escaped Asami's lips as Korra dragged her teeth across her skin. "You've been a spoiled brat."
"Yes," Asami moaned in agreement, swallowing the thickness in her throat to the pounding muscle in her chest. Whatever Korra was planning to do with her, she will except it. Not only to redeem herself from her crimes, but also because she was incredibly turned on at the moment. "What are you going to do about it?"
"First off, rule number one… is no longer a rule," Korra declared with a snarl using her free arm to grapple Asami's waist, yanking hard to make their bodies collide. "I will touch you whenever I want."
"That is fair." Asami gasped as she found Korra's thigh wedged in between her legs, grinding to gather up the dipping liquid from which was gushing from her sex. Korra smirked as Asami's lips fell open, panting heavily as she met the thrusts of Korra's leg.
"Just what was going on earlier with Opal in the dressing room?" Korra's brow quirked as both of her hands gripped down on Asami's hips to halt her from rocking. Asami whined in protest, clutching onto Korra's forearms for dear life as her legs were trembling. "Why was she striking you? Tell me."
"Because…" Asami bite down on her bottom lip with a heavy blush on her face. "She's mending a broken heart so I assume she was trying to seduce me… She's discovered that I find pleasure in corporal punishment."
Korra grinned, sliding her hands down pawing at the flesh of Asami's round bottom. "Spoiled brats do deserve spankings."
"I'll take whatever punishment you see fit, your Highness." Asami's role of submission was paying off because Korra growled in approval. Korra needed this and Asami did too. It was strange how they have come together knowing what each other needed emotionally without saying much through words. Their auras embraced each other, coiling and sliding with a gentle caress that brought a sense of relief in unison -similar to taking a drink after days of parchment in the hot sun. When Korra's mouth found Asami's lips, she kissed her with all the pent up passion that had been left to boil for days. Raw and uncontained growls spilled into Asami's mouth leaving her utterly breathless as she knew that Korra was finally letting herself go, slipping into the primal persona that Asami craved to see all along. All she could do is let out needy whimpers against Korra's hot swiping tongue and surrender. Surrender to sin, surrender to the undying need to be touched. To surrender into the claws of the savage of the south, unashamed and very willing.
"Turn around," Korra snarled after breaking the kiss and Asami obeyed immediately, leaning forward to gasp onto the edge of the bathing pool with shaky hands. Her breath hitched in excitement as Korra's hands guided her hips upward and her shoulders lower then kicked her legs further apart. Hands traveled over her back, hips and thighs then inward and up. This position was humiliating but at the same time her core throbbed with excitement. Asami flushed with color as Korra's thumbs parted her nether lips open to devour with her greedy eyes.
"Ah!" Asami's voice cracked as hot, exploritive fingers prodded the folds of her sensitive, wet flesh. Fingertips found the swollen bud of her clit, sending shooting electric pulses of pleasure up her spine. Korra freed a hand to whip down onto Asami's left ass cheek, earning a strangled moan instantly. The blow carried more sound than substance but the gentle sting it left behind made her start to release droplets of her arousal to the bath water below. "Oh, Korra, please." Asami begged shivering from the pleasure that lingered only to be escalated with another strike, more powerful than the first. The pain left a fiery shudder of exhilaration to shoot through her body. It was exactly what she was asking for, her groans of painful pleasure further encouraged Korra, filling her ears with blissful begging.
Korra continued dishing out Asami's so called punishment. Each blow left the noblewoman shaking and dripping over her fingers. Asami had lost count of the lashes after ten, but she didn't care. She was close, embarrassingly so. She hasn't had the pleasure of a beating in so long.
The fingers on her clit only served a gentle pressure, swirling slowly between each strike but it was enough. More than enough to send her over the edge that she was nearing. As if Korra could decipher her situation, the lashing had stopped and she withdrew her fingers all together. The action of retreat had made Asami whine out in protest as she was only left with fleeting memory of Korra's touch.
Panting and trembling in anticipation of what Korra was about to so next. There was no knowing if the southern had any mercy to spare for Asami's transgressions. So long as Korra kept touching her, so long as Korra kept wanting her, she is fully accepting of what is to come. It was a feeling of salvation when Korra leaned over her, pressing their bodies flush for as much contact as possible as if she knew what she needed. It was simply blowing her mind that this was the first time Korra had full range to touch her and she was doing it as if they've been lovers for years.
Greedy hands palmed at her flesh creating a path of fire upon her skin. Asami moaned beautifully as Korra's hips rocked into her sore backside with a gentle rhythm. Talented, calloused fingers toyed with stiff pink nipples, earning a small wail from red lips. But that wouldn't satisfy Korra. No, she won't stop until Asami is screaming out her name and was driving forward on instinct.
Korra slipped a hand up to Asami's throat pressing her fingertips and forced her to raise her chin up. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" she whimpered hotly into her ear with a hard thrust of her hips. "All the teasing and prudish behavior wasn't all for not. You were planning this from the beginning, am I wrong?"
"Not wrong," Asami keened to the clamping of teeth on her shoulder and the hungry sucking that followed. "Spirits, Korra… please! Please touch me more." Korra couldn't deny her, she couldn't deny Asami anything when she begs like that. She needed her to fall apart against her as she staked her claim to bring Asami Sato to orgasm. Knowing she probably won't be the last person to do so, but she would be the first and that is enough for her. The hand on Asami's breast traveled lower, savoring the twitching angled muscles of her stomach then finally made home again onto the throbbing bud of her clit.
"Korra!" Asami shook and with the first flick of Korra's fingers she started to become undone -surrendering to the crashing wave of intensity shooting through her veins and into the marrow of her bones. "Don't stop," she prayed with a breathless whisper rocking herself into Korra's powerful pelvic thrusting. "Don't stop, please…"
Korra moaned into her ear as her fingers slipped lower, teasing the tight ring of her entrance. Asami snapped her eyes open with alertness, but before she could open her mouth to protest, Korra gave her a low chuckle before rolling her fingers back up. "Relax, my Lady. I have not forgotten the third rule," she teased.
"Don't scare me like that!" Asami's sigh was one of relief and found herself being flipped over and seated on the pools ledge. Korra's eyes were shining up at her with a mischievous glint as her tongue swiped a helpless nipple earning a gasp from her lover. "Mmm… Korra, you are a devious little beast, aren't you?" said with with a wry smile.
"Only because you tease," Korra smirked and trained her mouth lower leaving kisses in her wake before meeting the folds of Asami's plump, pink petals. Asami sucked in her breath when Korra burrowed her tongue, moaning at the delicious taste she's been dreaming of. Honeyed wine flavors slipped into the hunter's mouth filling her sharp senses with a intoxication that she was more than happy to get lost in. Pale thighs shook when a greedy growl vibrated against her sensitive junction. Korra's hands gripped hard into Asami's hips as she plunged in deeper, thrusting her tongue into the source to quench her thirst and drawing out throaty moans of appreciation. It wasn't exactly what Asami wanted, but Korra needed to drink up as much of her taste as possible.
"K-korra…" Asami's voice strained. "Y-you know… I was supposed to service you. AH!" Her hips jumped forward as Korra's tongue flicked up against her clit and only pulled away for giving her the ability to reply.
"You are," Korra groaned out and placed a loving kiss upon the swollen bud before drawing into her moan, suckling with a gentle pressure. Stars flashed behind Asami's eyes when the tip of her lover's tongue painted symbols upon her. Since the hot caress of Korra's mouth felt like home, Asami wasn't about to protest any longer. Pressure was rising up, threatening a fast approaching orgasm.
"F-fck!" The broken curse caught into her throat. She couldn't help but dig her fingers into Korra's hair, clutching onto dear life and hooking her calves against her back. Her moans raised in pitch with every stroke of Korra's tongue, building and urging her to come. She knew she was done for with the feeling Korra's aura wrapping around her own. She didn't know if Korra was guiding her aura herself or if was something that naturally happened, but it was a sign that her peak was about to burst free.
"Korra!" Asami cried out arching her spine as a rush of euphoria crashed over her. She shook against the waves of climax, unable to stop hot tears from pouring down her cheeks from the sensation which burned into her core and into her soul. Korra tongue lashed gently along to help her ride through it, humming against her quivering wetness in victory. After what seemed like eons, Asami's body finally fell limp as the orgasm faded away leaving utterly spent and trembling in the aftershocks.
Dark arms pulled her down into the pool and into a warm embrace. Asami's whimpers were quieted by Korra's lips. Her own taste coated her tongue and she moaned at the evidence of the pleasure Korra had given her. It left her asking herself why she waited so long to let her do so. Never in her life she had imagined that it would feel that good. When Korra broke the kiss, her thumbs brushed away the tears on Asami's cheeks. "Don't cry…" she whispered. Asami let out a sobbed laugh and kissed her again briefly.
"If you were a prince," she sighed happily. "I'd marry you in a heartbeat." Korra's smile took up most of her face at that statement. Even if Asami couldn't be with her forever, Korra was still happy that she was able to help her forget about her worries if only for a short while. It was all she had allowed herself to expect even though it left a hollowed ache in her chest. There was something that attached her to Asami on a deeper level that she couldn't quite understand. The way their auras interacted with each other… Korra was never told that would happen when her mother explained what entailed within acts of sexual encounters.
Korra's thoughts abandoned her as soon as Asami's hands started gliding across her arms, tracing the outlines of her toned muscles with silent worship. She found Asami's eyes drifting lower, drinking in the swell of her breasts. Korra sucked in a gasp when they were cupped eagerly. Asami moaned in delight as she gently thumbed brown stiffened nipples with a smile on her lips. "Though it would be a great shame if you were a prince. I am very fond of these."
"Asami…" Korra placed her hands over hers. "We shouldn't spend too much time here. Some of the other women like to bathe after dinner and we've been here long enough."
Asami let out a little pout as she gave her housecarl a harder squeeze. "I want to return your favor…"
"I have no objections to that." Korra smiled softly with a blush on her cheeks. "But we need to be extra careful here… the acolytes like to gossip. And the walls aren't exactly thick." In turn, Asami blushed as well. She wasn't exactly quiet during the whole ordeal and if they were to continue this relationship she would certainly need suppress her cries in the future. She pulled away shyly and it pained her to do so when Korra's touch had left her.
"Find me later then," Asami gave her a soft, tender kiss before she left her to finish her bath. Korra let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, falling back into the water with a huge grin on her face.
You like to tread in dangerous waters, don't you?
"Hah," Korra closed her eyes with a sigh. "Yes, I suppose I do…"
She won't keep this prison you've made for her. Even if she submits to you.
"I have that feeling…" Korra breathed out. "She is safer here… away from that monster of a father."
And close to you. Raava added. It was a smart move. Asami will be well as she is just as capable as you are. Your spirits are very similar in strength and will. I wouldn't have objected to having two champions working together with me. It is a shame that she already has been claimed by another entity.
Korra's eyes opened wide. "What do you mean?"
Asami is a champion for another goddess. A dark one. One that is known to feed on death.
Korra shot up from the water, snarling at Raava's comment. "Is there something that can be done to free her from that?"
There is nothing to be done. Death is a part of life. Morrigan is clever to take Asami as her champion. A woman who is betrothed to a prince who commands armies in war will surely bring her plenty of souls.
"Why would Asami want to be her champion?"
Knowing Morrigan, she rewards her champions handsomely. I trust that Asami would be safe under her watch. It would be best to not speak of this to her. The business she has with Morrigan is her own. Even if you are her mate, you don't have the right to interfere with contracts of deities and champions.
Heat rose up to Korra's face at the word 'mate'. The way that Raava said it was as if it was like she and Asami were married. "I'm not her mate… just a passing fancy." Korra stated as she finished bathing herself.
You wish to be her mate, do you not?
"Can we not have this conversation?" Korra mumbled in embarrassment. "You know that can't happen." Raava didn't say anymore to the druid's relief but it only left her with more questions than ever. She knew that Asami's business is her own, but she was vowed to protect her. If any harm comes to her while in Morrigan's service, Korra would be helpless to stop it. The only thing she can do for her is to support her in anyway that she can. Hopefully, she can give Asami all the love she needs in order to brace against the world before her.
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Asami flipped through the pages of the black book Morrigan had bestowed upon her. The Tome of Souls, as was titled, contained information about the life cycles of souls, ancient techniques to tap into one's aura for the influence the migration of souls to various locations of the Vail and even combat techniques against those with strong magic abilities. She found a great interest in a section that spoke of martial execution to dismantle an elemental's aura by sealing energy points with just a tap of fingertips. Asami had confidence in herself as a swordsman but this could even more odds on the battlefield in case she had to face a strong elemental.
She continued on, skimming over blocks of text which spoke of how aura was the outer layer of a soul's energy. It was common knowledge that some humans can use aura for magic but Asami had learned that aura can behave strangely without the host's knowledge, affecting emotions in particular. It's a result of the soul attempting to guide the host towards a path to gain wisdom or fulfill a certain destiny. She paused to contemplate the text for a short moment, remembering how her aura reacted to Korra's and vice versa and what Jinora had mentioned to her about soul bonds. She chewed on her bottom lip nervously as she turned to the next page then froze.
Soul Mating
Since the beginning of the creation of life, some souls are born in pairs in the Ether fused together by a spiritual tether. The tether is broken when they pass on to gain physical bodies to grow and experience the joys and pain of life. If by chance these souls meet in the physical realm, they will cling to each other and urge their physical hosts to perform an act of love to retie the tether. If the tie is successful, they will be sustain a spiritual connection to share the experience of life together. They will know each other's pain, emotions and physical locations throughout their lives when they are apart. Only in reincarnation will the tether be broken again but can be renewed in the next life.
Now, Asami wasn't one to believe in such fairytales. Until now, that has all it as been to her. This book was handed to her from a Goddess who specializes in the migration of souls. To say that soulmates were nothing of myth now would be denying the existence of the gods themselves. Asami wondered if Korra was in fact her soulmate. Though she didn't experience anything that would indicate that a tether has been tied. She did not share Korra's pain nor had any knowledge of her whereabouts when she was not with her, though he could recall getting a sense of direction to where she may be. Also she contained a sense of what Korra's emotions were by the feel of her aura and even can seem to communicate with her silently. Perhaps the tether wasn't fully tied, only partially.
Maybe it is because my maidenhead is intact… Asami sighed with dread sinking inside her gut, knowing that wasn't an option. But then, she found herself rereading a sentence.
...urge their physical hosts to perform an act of love to retie the tether.
Love… Asami had been fighting tooth and nail to keep herself distant from Korra emotionally. She had always approached her life with a sense of caution. Her duties to her people, her estate and the Fire Nation depended on her ability to keep a careful watch on her wandering heart. She had a deep fondness for Korra and that fondness would have surely been her downfall because she was doomed to fall in love with her from the first kiss. But now, time was against her and she didn't have any to spare. A painful ache in Asami's chest stabbed with the premonition of having to say goodbye to Korra eventually.
But if Korra was indeed her soulmate… goodbye shouldn't be forever. They could find each other over and over again in the circle of death and rebirth. Tying tethers and become mates for time and eternity. There was one final question in her mind. If her soul is claimed by an entity in the underworld, would this be the last chance she had? Morrigan's promise of true destiny gave her hope, but she was not one to stay idle in wishful thinking. If this is the last time… Asami wanted to tie a tether and become one with Korra again even if it would break her. Just one last final time.
The sound of sliding door interrupted her studies. She slid the book quickly under a bundle of parchments ment for concept sketches before turning to her unannounced visitor. Korra stood in the doorway, chin squared proudly but Asami could feel a sense of nervousness seeping from her energy.
"Good evening." Asami greeted her with a warm smile, tapping into her own aura to flicker pleasantly and beckon Korra inside her candle lit room. She noticed her housecarl's eyes flicker in response before stepping into her space and slide the door close quietly. It was late. Asami had expected her sooner though it was a matter of caution for the two of them to do things discreetly. Despite the rush of nervous butterflies in her stomach, Asami found the courage to rise from the desk and approach her cautiously. Her hands twitched to touch, to feel and caress every plane of Korra's body but she willed herself to wait. Instead, she simply took a moment to behold her natural beauty. Even the feel of her aura was marvelous to her. Now that Asami has taken a moment to familiarize herself with the strong but gentle caressing warmth, she noticed how Korra's energy seemed to light up the entire room.
But nothing compares to her eyes. Asami has always been a fool for them. She could get lost in the deep ocean blue forever. Surrendering herself to the perilous tides that would consume her. Her duties didn't matter. Her father didn't matter. Even the significance of her betrothal failed to take home in her mind. Only but the pull of Korra's soul, calling for her embrace.
This must be… Asami was on the edge of reason and madness. Teetering her resolve to put a name to what she was feeling and accept what Korra really was to her. Love.
"Korra…" Asami's voice was barely above a whisper. Her eyes gazed softly into the intense blue until falling closed when Korra's warm knuckles grazed the side of her face. Inhaling slowly, she focused on Korra's energy as the nervousness was replaced with an anxious excitement. "My lover…" Asami opened her eyes again watching Korra's face pinken at the term of endearment. Asami couldn't keep herself from establishing more contact. There was so much to say, so much to explain but words failed her. All that was left was to touch, feel and burn. She leaned forward, taking Korra's face in the palms of her hands and sighed against her lips in a slow kiss.
"Asami…" Korra breathed against her mouth, darting out her tongue against rouge lips in permission. Those lips curved in a smile before parting, accepting the tentative strokes of Korra's tongue. Eagerly, Asami busied her hands to feel the slope of her housecarl's neck, the soft skin over strong shoulders, the angled muscles of her arms. She wanted to memorize every curve, every line and find every single one of Korra's sensitive areas. She didn't realize they were moving until her back met with the mattress of her small bed. All she could focus on was Korra's mouth and hands which left her body on fire.
Asami broke the kiss only to leave more smaller ones on Korra's throat as she unbuckled the thick belt that held Korra's tunic in place. Both of women moved faster in shedding each other's clothing only stopping briefly to kiss, caress and become lost in the warmth. It wasn't until Korra started to nip at her neck that had brought Asami to articulate again.
"Korra, wait." It was painful to stop, but Asami wanted to make sure that Korra understood her intentions. When the touching paused, Asami moved to flip their positions. Her hips wedged in between Korra's thighs. "It's my turn, now."
Korra swallowed thickly in her throat and Asami could feel her nervousness start to rise again. The noblewoman brought a hand to caress the side of her face before she spoke again. "What's wrong?"
"Are you going to tease me again?" Korra asked with a worried brow. Asami couldn't help but smirk a little before answering.
She grinned while rolling her hips forward, earning a small whimper. "It won't be like last time, I promise. This time, I'm going to do something different." She leaned forward, her face was red and her heart was racing but nothing could stop her from her goal. "My heart yearns for you, I can even feel it in my soul and in my bones. I don't just want to have sex with you… Korra, I want to make love to you and I want to be the only one who does."
Asami's fingers were replaced with her lips in a gentle pressure and she was accepted with full force. Korra was trembling but still showed an enthusiastic sense of determination to join her in this cage of forbidden passion. Their mouths shared sighs of pleasure and relief when every inch of body contact was established. Asami rocked her hips into her, sliding her hands down her sides and up again with worship. The noblewoman moaned delightfully when a pair of greedy hands gripped onto her hips, guiding her pelvic grinding with even more pressure than what was placed. Korra's body arched, trembling sweetly against her. Never had Korra imagined that this would actually happen, it was only a scene left in her dreams.
She didn't know what had changed with Asami. The battle of dominance and rough sexual tension has all but melted away into something more. A deep longing of what they both really wanted. Freedom from their ties to this world, freedom to surrender to love - shamelessly clinging to the fleeting joys of life.
"Asami…" Korra's voice was full of need against her neck. The hunter couldn't help but get lost in everything that was Asami. Her scent, her skin and the frantic beating of her heart ringing in her ears and most of all, her aura. Asami's aura licked against her own, pleading and coiling tightly in calling.
"K-Korra," Asami whimpered and bucked her hips faster as the growing desire in her core started to rise. "My soul wants you. I want you."
"I want you too." Korra moaned as quietly as she could. Even with the indirect touch, it felt as if Asami's soul was melding into her own with every gentle thrust and it was so beautiful. So overwhelming, that she felt she was going to fall apart against the energy. Her hands gripped a little harder before jarring her hips upward to meet her lover's thrusting to get more of the sweet friction burning between her thighs. "I wish you were mine," Korra whimpered in her ear. It was too much for the two of them. Twin hearts ached in the bittersweet, diving into the oblivion of sacred sin. Not caring what the future held, the only significant thoughts were within this moment.
Korra.
Korra was lost in the sweet tenderness. So deep in the abyss that she barely registered the Raava's voice echoing in the back of her mind. It was too distant to tear much attention away from the woman rocking against her. At a moment too soon, Asami ceased the gentle rocking of her body and moved lower. Her lips never left Korra's skin and only stopped to adorn a stiff peak that greeted her. Hot, wet suckling wrapped around the sensitive nipple, flicked and toyed with her tongue. Korra choked back a whine against the gentle ministrations. It didn't last long. Asami kissed her way down, worshiping the muscles of Korra's abs, tracing the lines with her tongue before traveling further in her favorite line of direction. South.
Korra sucked in a breath, involuntarily twitching as a hot tongue caressed her glistening folds. Swirling, kissing and devouring the soft sensitive flesh of her sex. Asami moaned into her softly before pausing to say, "I love how you taste." Kiss. "I love how you tremble when I touch you." Lick. "And I'm going to love it when you come in my mouth."
Korra groaned, gripping the bedding in her fists. It was hard not to cry out when Asami sucked her clit inside her mouth, but she managed a pained simper. She wasn't going to last long, she knew it. Asami's loving tongue ignited a burning need to orgasm in her welcoming mouth. She's been fantasizing about it ever since her first time. And now, her lungs gulped at the air in shattered, slow breaths trying to will herself to be silent as the woman of her affections slowly swirled her tongue just right against her bundle.
Asami's hands were on the move. One glided over flexing obliques while the other pried Korra's left leg out to give herself more room to burrow all her love into the delicious quivering flesh on her lips. Humming in delight at the jutting of Korra's hips, Asami sped up her services to send her over the edge. She could even feel her own aura reaching out, searching for Korra's soul.
Korra sucked in a gasp, gritting her teeth as her body drew taut as a bow. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream with wave upon wave of blissful orgasm. Asami moaned for her, lapping up the gushing fresh juices as her reward. She didn't stop until Korra's body fell limp and utterly spent. Asami had made her way back up and silenced Korra's breathy whimpering with a kiss. It didn't last long, however. When Korra opened her eyes again they were filled with the bright glowing light of Raava's power.
The noblewoman gasped in surprise as she was flipped violently on her back. Korra, or Korra's hips rather, threw powerful thrusts in between her thighs with a sense of desperation. "K-korra?" Asami's voice of concern did little to rouse Korra out of her spirit state. The energy that emulated from her aura rippled throughout the room, making the lone candle on the desk flicker against the wind. She didn't feel fear however. Asami could feel the warmth, the embrace of it. If anything it made her honored to be graced with the power of Korra's Goddess. It was apart of her and she loves every piece of Korra.
"Mine…" the voices that spilled from Korra's throat was laced with an ancient power. A hitch of breath escaped Asami when Korra's hand fell in between her breasts and she repeated word of possession with every thrust. "Mine, mine, mine."
Asami wrapped her legs tightly around Korra's midsection, offering herself with more contact. The front of Korra's sex kissed into hers with such sweet, wet friction causing Asami's eyes to roll back at the sensation. She clawed her nails into her lover's shoulders and moaned out,
"That's right, Korra… it's yours. My heart is yours. No one else can take it from you." She was speaking the truth, the secret that she's been fighting against from day one. She didn't care if Korra was her soulmate or not at this point. She had fallen so fast, so deeply in love with her to the peak of breakage. It was painful. Love was painful in the knowledge of never being able to spend her life with her. Tears stung at her eyes as the fingertips pressed harder into her chest, over her frantically beating heart. But the yearning in her soul didn't falter and neither did her desire.
"Korra." She whined in bliss at the sweet heat upon her center blazed through her body. Korra's pants grazed the shell of her ear nearly sending her over the edge. "Come with me," she rasped as her own pelvis jutted up in time with her lover's thrusting.
And Korra did. They wrapped their souls together in a tangled vice of bliss, transcending into the sweet oblivion of rapture. Asami could feel Korra's teeth clamping down on her shoulder in a bruising hold to muffle her groans of pleasure. The bite had granted Asami's orgasm to intensify. She only hoped that slapping her own hand over her mouth could keep her scream to a low volume. Every that Korra was doing to her was almost too much but yet, not enough. She was still hoping, pleading to the Gods that Korra will tie with her that night.
The heavens opened to her call when Korra's teeth sank down, piercing her skin. Instead of pain, Asami experienced a hot flood of euphoria flowing through her veins and into the center of her navel. A tendril of energy tore out from her solar plexus only to reach out to meet Korra's own. Tangling, knotting and tying them together.
Asami shivered as her vision went white. All the emptiness Asami has felt through her entire life has suddenly been filled with warmth, with Korra. All of Korra's emotions and power stirred inside her. She was home, finally at peace with everything. Her betrothal, her father, her fate… all seemed so small in comparison. Her life was just a passing frenzy, but Korra was hers… and always has been.
With a great sigh of relief, Asami pulled her lover's shivering body closer against her, encouraging her to unlatch her teeth as the moment faded. Korra lifted her head, showing that her eyes had retreated back to blue with a sense of astonishment flickering with the candlelight.
"Asami…" Korra swallowed thickly, peering down at the bleeding bite mark she left. "I'm sorry… Raava kind of… made me do that… I don't know what happened. It's like I can feel you inside me."
"It's okay," Asami smiled warmly, cupping the side of Korra's face. "She was probably encouraging you to tie with me. Korra… you are my soulmate. Don't you see? All this time, from the beginning our souls were pulling us together."
"I see that now…" Korra mumbled with a faint blush. "But… we should have not done that. I mean, I enjoyed it a lot… It's just that… well this was to be only temporary."
"Not anymore," Asami countered. "This is for eternity, it always was. No matter if we go our separate ways. I have my duty to my people as well as you have yours but that won't keep this from us. I have no regrets about it and neither should you."
"You…" Korra blushed heavily. "You really feel that way?" Asami tilted her head up to kiss her for clarity. It was the only thing she could covey. Saying anything more would be too painful for the both of them. It would make things too tangible for such a fleeting pursuit of emotional connection. Maybe one day, Asami would have the courage to say those three little words, but tonight she felt too vulnerable already while laying naked with the wrong royal. Korra had rolled off of her when the kiss was broken only to be snuggled up against her back on the small bed.
"We should speak," Asami announced quietly. "After Amon is defeated… What do you plan on doing after?"
"I will return to my homeland…" Korra said. "...when the weather warms up. I have to face my uncle… I've been away for far too long. Now that I have Raava… I feel like I can finally reclaim the throne to the proper king… that is if my father is still alive."
"Will you rule if he is not?" Asami asked. Korra hummed in confirmation against her shoulder, kissing the bite mark there. "You should kill the Northern King if you have the chance. If you spare him, war will be upon your people. I can imagine that you will have two kingdoms to manage after that is done."
"Two…" Korra repeated. She never thought about that before. Someone would need to take the throne of the north if King Unalaq falls. "My cousin, Desna, is the next heir to the Northern Throne. He is loyal to his father, surely. Though I've always felt it was more out of fear than respect. There is no knowing how he will rule but perhaps we can work together to maintain peace between our tribes."
"What about the Fire Nation?" Asami asked next. "The prince had told me that he is sending a small troop to the South for mining expeditions under Unalaq's approval."
"No doubt they want our obsidian steel." Korra gruffed with anger. "...The south is not fond of the Fire Nation. Every since the Great War… we were able to keep our peace with a treaty but by no means are we allies…"
"So we are peaceful enemies then…" Asami sighed with a frown. "I haven't been able to learn much about the Fire Nation yet… it's probably a need to know basis at the moment… Korra, if you are successful… I hope that our nations will continue to have peace."
"I hope so too…" Korra said. "But if what you say is true… the Fire Nation will have a hard time retreating from their expeditions. Once they take claim of something they are stubborn to let go. Maybe you can encourage them to think clearly about national relations."
Asami laughed a little in response but it was full of sadness. "I don't know if my opinion will help very much… I won't be queen until the current queen passes away."
"Trust me… if the Fire Queen wants you to be her successor, your opinion matters," Korra said with a smile. "Maybe you can act as an ambassador… I can request for you to visit and open up trade deals between our nations."
Asami quirked an eyebrow and turned over to her with a smirk. "Princess Korra," she mused. "Trade deals….?"
Korra grinned with a shoulder shrug. "...I won't mind sharing the obsidian ore for Sato technology. Granted that your technology is used in farming… I'm not sure how useful that can be in a place that can grow nothing but berries and tuber vegetables. But if you are as smart as I think you are… you can help with that."
"You just want to keep laying with me," Asami jested and Korra laughed in response to the truth in that statement.
"I can not lie," Korra grinned while stroking her lover's beautiful black hair. "But also… I'm spoiled by this land's bounty. I will miss it dearly when I return… but not as much as I will miss you."
Asami sighed and burrowed her face into Korra's chest to soak up as much contact and warmth as possible.
"...me too."