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Hello! I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and once again, big thanks to iterdei for being an amazing beta reader! Yaaaaay! Also, thank you to those who take their time to comment :)
Warning: smut.
"So that's how Bolin managed to beat the all time record at Kwong's!" Both girls burst into laughter over Bolin's noodle story. Asami ended up snorting, and Korra only laughed harder because of Asami's adorable giggle. This girl is going to be the end of me.
Korra took a deep inhale of air to regain her breath, but she noticed that overpowering scent again. It was sweet and pungent, giving the alpha a clue at what the engineer really wanted. So it is you... I guess you're trying to be respectful of Opal and me, but you just can't help it. A smirk ran across the Water Tribe girl's face at the fact that the omega actually wanted her. I knew it all along; she was flirting with me without knowing. She may not be in heat, but she's still so close to irresistible. I should get out of here before I regret doing something stupid.
Asami spoke again after most of the laughter had died down, startling Korra from her thoughts: "So, I was wondering if maybe we could go out and have a fun day sometime next week. I-I mean the Krew, all of us." The omega chewed her lip at the mistake, hoping the alpha wouldn't comment or even notice it. Korra eyes widened when noticing the omega's remark, and she unconsciously licked her lips. Wow, she actually stuttered. Must be nervous about that 'we' part...
The Southener smiled politely at the omega after regaining her composure. "Sure. I'll let Bolin and Opal know. I guess I could invite Mako, since he is part of our group," the Southerner stopped for a moment, then her lips curled up into a beaming grin, "you could meet him, then!"
"Sounds great! Just tex-oh wait! You don't have my number, do you?" Asami instantly stood up and went to retrieve a pen and piece of paper. Quickly jotting down a few digits on the note pad, she ripped it and handed it to the alpha. You cheeky bastard. "There. Now you have my number." The beautiful omega only smiled with shining white teeth. Who knew Satos were so smooth? At least this one is...
"Thanks! I'll text you the plan, when I get one."
"Mhmm," the omega nodded. She bent back over her station in front of the vehicle and continued tinkering with the car. Wait, did she roll up her sleeves, while she was getting the paper? Seriously? This view could not get any more perfect! Just look at those fine, smooth arms- Stop, Korra! I know she's got nice tits and curves and all, but you shouldn't be looking at her! Keep your priorities straight.
"So, what's up?" the flawless engineer questioned.
"Ummm, the ceiling!" Korra grasped the back of her neck and forced an anxious laugh. "I don't know," she shrugged, "it's just a joke, hah. Nothing really is going on, other than you fixing my car."
A slight giggle from the omega filled Korra with relief. You're not that cheesy, then, or maybe, she just likes cheesy.
"You're funny, Korra," Asami complimented, while under the hood of the car. Both teens tried to hide their faint blushes: Asami was under the car's opened hood, face buried in the engine, while Korra was shyly scrunching up her shoulders and had one hand rubbing the back of her neck, while the other was buried in her pocket. I hope she doesn't see me red like this. We both know we shouldn't be because SOMEONE has a girlfriend already. Fuck! You are just the worst, Korra.
After a minute of silence and recovering from reddened faces, the two began chatting again: "So, Korra, what do you plan on doing after graduating this year?"
"Oh, ummm... I think I'm going to college in the city. That's if," Korra gulped at the fact she was going to say this, "Opal isn't pregnant."
Asami jerked up to look at the alpha in surprise, but she ended up whacking her head on the car's open hood instead. Thud! "Ow, fuck!" The engineer repositioned and slowly backed out of the contraption, this time, very careful to not hit anything else. Korra rushed to her aid, asking if she was alright. "Yeah, I'm okay," the omega grunted, while rubbing the forming lump on the back of her head. "So, you and Opal..." She couldn't finish the remark.
Korra understood and nodded. "Yeah, it was kind of my mistake, actually. I shouldn't have done what I did."
"Wow, that must be kind of scary. You two are going to have a kid?"
"Well, we don't know for sure, yet. There's a good chance, though."
"What are you going to do if she is...you know?"
"Other than pushing college out of my future in order to take care of her and it, I don't quite know. My future is undecided at the moment." Korra's bright eyes dimmed and her face fell even further at the comment. Focused on a tool she was lightly kicking around with her foot, the Water Tribe girl only stared at the floor. An unexpected pair of arms gracefully wrapped around her frame and gave an easy, reassuring squeeze. Korra couldn't help but pull her hands out of her pockets and return the embrace. It was such a comforting thing; the omega's hold was soft yet secure, and even if she did smell a lot like motor oil, a brush of her sweet, calming scent washed over the Southerner. The alpha could not control herself and greedily took in deep inhales of the omega, whose body was pressed firmly against her.
Although it was soothing, the scent also dominated Korra's instincts, causing the Southerner to heavily resist the desire of brushing Asami's full locks aside and kissing her neck. Just the thought of the omega's exposed neck brought a quiet, pursuing growl to the alpha's chest. Korra muted it at the last second, only to have a small whimper sound from her throat. She couldn't court this omega; she had a girlfriend already, her own omega.
But she wants me. And I kind of want her, too.
Just before Asami pulled away from the embrace, Korra took one last deep breath of her scent; it was addicting and caused blood to rush faster through the alpha's body. I love the smell of her scent. It's too much, though. I need to get out NOW!
"Oh, looks like I got some oil on you." Asami's hand brushed over the Southerner's toned stomach.
Korra looked down to find two surprising things. First off, one of her favorite shirts, a black shirt with a white outline of a polarbear-dog proudly prancing across her torso, was smudged with dark brown car fluids. Second, there was something barely poking up from her groin. Oh shit, not now. Please, dear Raava, not now!
Suddenly, Korra backed away from the omega's gentle touch and jammed her hands in the pockets of her sweatpants. It was somewhat of an effective way of hiding the erecting member, but once it was full extended, it would be too obvious to try and hide.
Get. Out. Now. Korra yelled to herself. In her mind, the Southerner was screaming, both of embarrassment and panic. She didn't want this to happen. No, it must not happen.
Concerned, Asami took a step towards the cowering alpha, hand reached out ready to touch the Southerner to comfort her. Korra compressed herself and leaned away from the omega's extended arm.
"Are you okay, Korra?" Concerned, the engineer's perfect eyebrows folded to the middle of her face, and her gleaming emerald eyes shimmered with concern.
"I-I'm okay. I should get going, actually. It's getting a bit late, a-and I promised Opal I'd visit for dinner." Korra bit her lip. "I-it was nice spending time with you. I'll see you later!"
With nothing else said, the Southerner just ran out of the garage and charged for the estate's entryway. Asami was left wordless, arm still extended out to where the Water Tribe girl had been standing. Her head followed Korra's figure as it disappeared into the night's darkness. Confusion filled the omega, and she could only stand and stare at where Korra was headed.
Frantically, Korra jammed the doorbell about fifty-thousand times. Woah, deja vu. I've been here before, haven't I?
The door finally opened to reveal a short, dark-haired omega with tranquil, earthy eyes. "Korra?"
With the exposure to the house and her girlfriend, a wave of the omega's heat wrapped itself around the alpha's head. Already, she had been lost.
Reaching out to the small teen, Korra pulled her in to what seemed to begin as a hug but quickly turned to foreplay. The alpha nipped and kiss at Opal's pulse on her neck, which made the omega confused, shocked, but somewhat pleased all at once.
Opal leaned into the Water Tribe girl's desperate kisses and lightly moaned, "Korra...what's going on?"
The only response from the Southerner was: "I want you."
The omega pulled away and held the alpha's face in her hands. "Look, Korra, we can't do this now. Everyone's home, and it's just not the right time. I'm still in heat. As much as I want you now, I just can't. There's no way we can do this without being caught or having to deal with other problems."
Korra reacted with a whimper and pouted. I need you. I need you. I really need you right now. I want you.
"Korra," Opal sighed, "don't pull a puppy face on me. You know I love you, right?"
The alpha responded with a nod and pushed past the omega's hold on her face. The kissing started again, but this time, they were tender, longing kisses on the lips. Korra forced her girlfriend into the house, lips still dancing with Opal's, and managed to kick the front door closed. She managed to guide the omega across the entry room, around the couches and coffee tables in the living room, and to the base of the stairs.
Opal pulled away when she felt the first step against the back of her ankle. "Korra, everyone's home. We can't do this right now."
Going back to working on the shorter girl's neck, Korra breathed onto her pulse, "I don't care. I just want you."
"Sweetie, we can't." Opal tried pushing the alpha away from her but failed. Korra was easily much heavier than she was and stronger too, so the omega was pinned in the Southerner's grasp at the bottom of the staircase. Her heat was quickly taking over, and Opal only knew it was a matter of time before she'd let nothing get in the way of both her and Korra. With the alpha's advances, she knew she would be overtaken by the intense needs of her body within minutes.
"Okay, Korra, if you let me talk to my mom and cover this up, you can have me. Go into my room, and I'll be there in just a few minutes."
The Water Tribe girl let out a deep growl, indicating that she didn't want to leave her omega at the moment. Her hands firmly clutched Opal's sides, keeping the omega from moving.
"Korra," Opal squirmed and managed to break free of the tight hold, "just go upstairs, and I'll be back in just a few minutes." Another growl surfaced in Korra's throat. "I promise, babe. Just please, go."
With a huff, Korra crawled up the stairs and rounded the corner of the upstairs hall. Opal sighed in relief because she managed to finally get her rutting girlfriend to wait for her upstairs. She then started her journey across half the mansion to find her mother's office.
Meanwhile, Korra licked her lips as she entered her girlfriend's room and waited for her omega's return. Only a couple of minutes... The alpha ground her teeth at the thought of waiting for Opal. I want her now. I need her now. I need somebody now. Even Asami...
Looking down, she found that her member was fully erect, pushing against her underwear and pants. Just looking at it made the alpha uneasy; she felt it pulse with want. Reaching down, the Water Tribe girl gently laid her hands on the bulge in her pants and let out a small moan. Just the slightest bit of contact made her buck her hips into her hand, causing the alpha to only want more.
Korra found herself stripping away her clothing. Peeking from her boxer briefs, her physiology was full and already had a glistening coating around the tip. The Southerner could not help herself; she grasped at the the material of her underwear and pulled it down, exposing herself. Her hand slowly ran over her pulsing cock, slightly teasing it. Korra could only imagine the hand was Asami's. No, wait, Opal's!
Just as that exact thought crossed the Southerner's mind, the omega burst through the door of her room to find Korra almost fully undressed, grasping her erection. The couple stood and only stared at one another for a few seconds before Opal proceeded towards her almost naked girlfriend after locking the door. She reached around the Water Tribe girl's waist, pulling them into a searing kiss and afterwards whispered, "I'm ready."
The alpha did not need any other kind of cuing on. Immediately, her instincts kicked in, and her hands started wandering all over the omega as they kissed. Her hips pushed against Opal's, which made her member beg for attention. Korra ripped off the Earth Kingdom girl's tank top and black bra to find her nipples pink and perky. Their lips were still busy grasping at one another, so Korra slid her hands up to the omega's full breasts and started caressing them. She was careful not to go to rough with her touches and tweaked gently at Opal's nipples, which earned the alpha a light moan from her girlfriend.
Clouded by the omega's heat and the dominant urge of the incredible, rutting temperament of the alpha, both teens could not handle having none of the friction they needed. Opal tore off her cut off shorts and lacy underwear, while Korra quickly pulled off her sky blue sports bra. Both were completely naked in front of each other, staring into each others' eyes with extreme lust. Korra made her move by picking up her tiny girlfriend and laying her gently on the soft bed. She made sincere nips on the omega's collarbone, as her hands worked Opal's breasts, and their hips rhythmically danced. The alpha's hips did buck a few times, causing her cock to brush up again the omega's slick core. The teasing thrusts against her nether region and clit made Opal restless; she positioned her abdomen so it was tightly against Korra's and she tried navigating the alpha's member inside of her but couldn't get it in. The omega quickly gave up on her tactic and just reached down to hold the large cock in her hands. She guided it to her entrance, and with Korra's next frantic trust, the alpha pushed into the girl under her.
Korra let out a pleasuring groan, while Opal clenched her jaw tightly closed to hold back a loud moan that was later let out as a deep gasp. Since everyone was home, she didn't want any of her family to know what she and Korra were doing right now.
"Are you okay?" Korra asked with her face buried in the crook of the omega's neck.
"Yeah, just trying to keep quiet," Opal replied. Her green eyes shut immediately when Korra resumed nipping, caressing, and thrusting. What caught the omega by surprise was that one of the Southerner's hands had trailed down her slim frame to the enlarged bud located just above her core. Korra's fingers started making steady circles around it, causing Opal to buck her hips wildly.
Pushing into her girlfriend one last time, Korra stopped inside the omega under her, her member surrounded by silky, clenching walls. She started making small strokes over Opal's clit, and the walls of the omega further grasped onto her large physiology. Waves of pure pleasure crashed down on Korra each time she felt the omega clasp around her. Almost every stroke over the bud earned the alpha a small moan or squeak from her girlfriend. Korra continued her teasing until Opal decided she'd had enough. The omega pushed against Korra as far as she could, which was only a couple of centimeters. She tried creating just the smallest bit of friction, trying to get the alpha's member to rub against that one spot inside of her.
Half moaning and half breathing hard, the omega begged: "Korra, I want you. Please."
The Southerner wanted to continue teasing her girlfriend, wanting to sit inside her and feel her walls grasp at her member, but Opal was desperate. As an alpha, Korra was pleased at the fact her girlfriend was actually begging her to continue.
Korra decided to stop fingering Opal's clit and brought her hand along the small teen's side, resting it flat on the bed, so she could hold her weight over the omega.
The thrusts started out slow and steady, but quickly, they picked up to the pace the couple was at before. Korra steadied herself over Opal with both her hands flat on the bed on either side of her girlfriend, while Opal's legs were wrapped around the Water Tribe girl's body.
Their bodies were hugged closely together, and they both breathed hard into the crooks of each others' necks.
The squeezing of Opal and the pace of her thrusting caused Korra's member to twitch constantly. It started to pulse harder and harder, closing in on the climax that was building deep within the alpha's core. A flaming passion was burning through Korra, and she could feel a warmth envelope her as she started to come inside of Opal. The omega moaned deeply into the Southerner's shoulder as she was filled. It caused her to be pushed over the edge as well; her core tightened around Korra's member and pulsed numerous times, while her hips thrusted up against Korra violently. This caused Korra to come harder, and more hot spurts shot into the girl under her.
This time, Korra wasn't going to make the mistake of sitting inside Opal too long. She could already feel the base of her cock start to expand, and she gently pulled out of Opal with come still leaking from her tip. A knot started to grow at the bottom of her shaft, as her cock still pulsed and drained thick, white fluids. She tenderly grabbed and stroked her shaft and forced more liquid out of herself, trying to release as much as she could. Asami-
Opal interrupted her fantasy: "Here." The omega pushed herself up on Korra's lap and sank down on her member again.
"O-Opal," the Southerner's breath hitched, "don't. I don't want us to be stuck like this again."
The omega slowly rocked her hips on top of the alpha and replied, "we won't be. I'll make sure to not push down on you too much, so your knot doesn't slip in."
Korra hesitated for a second, then surrendered to the omega's perpetual movements, only to have her grab onto those small hips and encourage their rocking motion. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she laid back and unloaded the rest of her come into Opal. It only took a couple of minutes for Korra to finish unloading, and her knot to fully form. Opal finally pushed herself off of the Water Tribe girl and gave her a quick peck on the lips before leaving for the washroom to clean up.
Korra only sat on the bed, face reddened with adoration, and thought, you are the luckiest shit alive.
