Korra

They were finally alone, after days of playful flirtations in the spirit world. Asami, and herself, at night. Together. Korra gulped. She was trembling, though she tried to hide it.

Just be cool, Korra…

Asami had taken them to one of her quiet retreats, a place she frequented when she needed to study outside of the city. A cosy cabin, with a stack of logs in a fireplace which had taken only a few seconds for Korra to set ablaze, hues of orange flickering against the wooden walls, and against Asami's ivory skin.

Korra was mesmerised, and not for the first time. It was something about her eyes, the way they just drew you in, an almost physical pull that Korra couldn't help but respond to. The intense look was amplified further by the stark contrast of shadows and fire, and those lips were more inviting than ever.

You're so beautiful…

Korra was drawn, like a moth to a flame. Her arms were around Asami, even though she didn't recall moving. Asami paused to stare back into her eyes for a few moments, and Korra could feel her pulse quicken, becoming a maddening thump in her chest and her neck. Their lips met, and whilst it wasn't their first kiss, it was definitely the first time Korra had felt this level of intensity.

Asami's lips were pressed tightly against her own, and her arms were wrapped around her shoulders. Korra was overwhelmed with their closeness, the warmth of Asami's body, her alluring scent, and she let out a loud groan when their tongues met for the first time.

Is this really happening?

Between rough, demanding kisses, they managed to shed each other's clothes, layer by agonising layer. And then Korra saw her, all of her. Her mind began to haze, lost in lustful desire, as she began to roam the perfectly shaped curves. Korra's hands trailed up her back, finding skin as soft as silk. She placed her lips at Asami's neck, kissing gently.

I love you… so much…

For the first time, she heard Asami gasp. A sweet sound, unfamiliar but entrancing. "Are you okay?" Korra whispered, feeling suddenly concerned that she could be moving too fast. Her hand paused on Asami's thigh, where she dared not venture further, "is this alright?" she asked. Asami was eerily quiet. Korra paused and tilted her head down, afraid she had overstepped a boundary, "Asami?"

Her heart skipped a beat when she felt Asami's fingers against her chin, lifting her head, so that their eyes could lock. Asami had an expression she'd never seen before, a new level of intensity bore into her.

Is she… angry?

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Asami

She thread her fingers into Korra's hair, never leaving her gaze, "Korra," she said, her voice so deep she barely recognised it as her own, "Listen carefully."

I can't hold back anymore…

Her heart pounded as she summoned the courage to voice her desires. Every day in the spirit world had made her long to feel Korra's flesh against hers all the more. She wanted her, more than she had ever wanted anything in her entire life. The words spilled out as if by themselves, "I want you to…"

She paused, afraid to speak, afraid of how badly she needed to feel Korra's touch. But her desire won out, and her fingers tightened in Korra's hair, "… destroy me." The last words escaped in a half-hiss, half-whisper. Asami felt a brief pang of fear, wondering if she'd taken this too far.

Please, Korra…

Asami bit her lip and shivered as she watched as Korra's expression shift from innocent concern into something new, something exciting and exhilarating that she never thought she'd see on her face. Desire. Need.

Korra grasped her wrists, forcing her to the bed, and began to assault every scrap of flesh she could find with her hungry lips and teeth, starting where she'd left off, at her neck.

At last…

Asami couldn't help herself as her body reacted of its own accord, her torso arcing as Korra's lips found her breast and stiffened nipple. Soft moans and words of encouragement escaped her lips, "don't stop…"

At last.

She felt warm lips trail downwards, placing light kisses against her torso and then her abdomen. She tilted her head up to look down, and her heart was set ablaze by the fierce, passion fuelled expression in those crystal clear blue eyes. Her head thumped back into the pillow as Korra moved her lips towards their target.

Is this real..?

Asami cried out as she felt wet pressure slide against her clit, and Korra's grip tighten around her thighs, pulling her sex into her mouth, "oh… f…fuck.." she stammered, threading her fingers into Korra's hair and rocking her hips forwards.

I love you so much…

Korra's tongue was relentless, and Asami was trying to hold back, trying to make this moment she'd waited so long, so patiently for, last as long as possible. But with each circle of her tongue she felt herself groan louder, and the aching throb within her grow in intensity. The steady, persistent rhythm of Korra's tongue was almost too much to bear, and despite her best wishes, Asami found herself spiralling further and further out of control. She clutched Korra's hair, fingers kneading into her scalp as her hips danced against her mouth.

When she felt her hot tongue dart inside of her, Asami couldn't hold on any longer. Her head tilted back, mouth agape in a wordless scream, hands pressed down into Korra's head as her dull throb deepened into an aching, relentless release, the sensation of Korra's tongue sliding between her clit and her centre now unrecognisable, replaced by nothing but the feeling of sheer ecstasy pulsing between her thighs.

Moments passed. Asami lay back, eyes closed, lost in a daze. As her breathing returned to normal, her vice grip in Korra's hair softened into a gentle caress. Korra slowly, softly kissed her way back up her torso and rested against her frame, drawing delicate circles around her skin with her fingertip. "That was amazing…" Asami whispered.

Korra propped herself up on one elbow, trailing a finger across her cheek, "No, you're amazing…" she countered, smiling, before closing in for another kiss.