A Legend of Korra Snapfic

Lessons

Part 3

By

Joshua Trujillo

A knocking came at the door and Asami puffed out her cheeks. She wished, once again, that so many of the servants hadn't been Equalists. But, when it came right down to it, there were only a few rooms in the massive home that she actually used. So, answering her own door wasn't all that bad, especially after she'd posted that sign. Unfortunately, and fortunately perhaps, she'd just been coming down the stairs for dinner and a swim. Lately, Asami had taken to getting some dinner, taking it into the pool house and turning on the radio. There was something sensuous about eating fruit, or whatever she'd fixed, at poolside while listening to entertainment. She pulled the ties on her silk robe a bit tighter as she padded across the front hall and opened the door.

Asami started as Korra stood there, her hand raised to pound on the door again. She lowered it and mollified at the sight of the other. Korra wore a short, emerald green cheongsam that stopped at her knees and cut up the side almost to her well shaped butt. With the matching green sandals that had ribbon ties that traveled up her calves and her hair done up in a frenzied ponytail at the top of her head, Asami decided her choices for the Avatar's wardrobe were perfect.

"Is this a birthday present for me?" Asami purred as she stood aside. "Or did Mako stand you up? Again."

Korra spun on her, but blew out a breath as Asami's smirk broke into a husky chuckle. Korra's fire had banked and Asami realized that the girl wouldn't be far from tears. She closed the door, turned and folded her arms around Korra, but didn't hold it for long. She pulled Korra out and looked at her again.

"The outfit works for you."

Korra couldn't help a chuckle of her own.

"Yeah," she said softly. "Even Bolin said how good I looked."

"Bolin?" Asami said. "I thought he and the chief would be gone by now."

Korra shook her head, "It's the reason he stood me up. He didn't really stand me up because the force got a tip that a group of Equalists were going to be meeting some place and a lot of them were called in to bust them up."

"And Mako," Asami twined her arm in Korra's as she drew her toward the back of the house. "Being the Chief's new poster boy and right hand man, had to go. I suppose it's a little consolation that Bolin got stood up too, huh?"

Korra jerked and raised her hand to her mouth. She began to sputter and Asami realized it'd been a mistake to point that kind of thing out to the girl. She blew out a sigh and pulled Korra into a kiss. Like other things, Asami had meant it to break Korra of the habit of spiraling into a panic, but she had to admit that, as Korra's breathing slowed and she got into it, the taste of the Avatar was something wholly unique. Soft, yet firm, she had to pull herself away, even as she wanted more. She opened eyes she hadn't realized she'd closed as Korra sniffed.

"I should've brought Bolin with me," Korra said softly.

"Maybe," Asami purred. "But then, we couldn't have done that."

Both of them thought for a moment.

"Okay, maybe I could have," Asami chuckled. "But then he wouldn't understand it and it might even get back to Tenzin."

"Yeah," Korra nodded as they both turned back to the pool house. "I really don't know how to ever explain this thing to him. Tenzin, I mean. I think Bo understands…"

"It's really not Tenzin's business," Asami shrugged as she opened the door. "And since you're here, I want you to join me for dinner and relax tonight. I have the radio on and the first pro-bending matches are on later."

She tried to pull Korra inside, but the other girl stood still. Asami turned.

"I…" Korra began shyly. "I don't wanna intrude. I mean, I guess I just wanted to blow off steam and I didn't-"

"Korra, I wouldn't invite you in if it were an intrusion," Asami sighed as she pulled Korra into the pool room. "Look, I don't know how I really feel about you and Mako. I mean, you both mean so much to me and I'm so very happy that you both want me in return, but I still don't know how I feel. But that doesn't really matter for tonight."

Korra sighed and stepped down to the marble floor of the pool room. Korra secretly loved this about Asami's house. Naturally, at the poles, you couldn't go swimming even in the warmest of months. Swimming in the bay might be an option, but really, it was kind of gross, what with the factories and ships and…yuck. Oh sure, she'd used the bay in an emergency, but swimming in it for fun? Nope. The music bounced around the chamber, lively and Korra found herself relaxing in the humid warmth. She watched as Asami danced her way to the radio. She appreciated the way her dark hair went almost to Asami's lithe waist and the fit fullness in her hips as they swayed and danced back and forth. Korra cleared her throat and looked away. Something on the other side of the room caught her attention now.

Asami adjusted the radio and smiled as the pregame show came on. She looked back and had to cover a laugh as Korra had made her way to the food. She padded back across the marble as Korra tore into a piece of chicken.

"I assume you didn't have anything to eat?"

Korra shook her head, "We never made it that far."

"Well, eat," Asami knelt on a pillow next to Korra and began to eat as well. "I like to do this, especially in the colder months."

"Swim while you eat?"

"Sure!" Asami shrugged and stood. "You know, I used to be so modest when the servants were here, but once the servants left-"

"Or got arrested."

"Or got arrested," Asami smirked. "That this has become my relaxation room. Do you mind…?"

Korra absently shook her head. The food was simple, fruit and vegetables, cheese and roasted chicken, along with good bread. Asami cleared her throat and Korra turned to her. Asami undid the knot at her waist and pulled the robe from her body. Asami couldn't help but smirk as she stood there, wearing nothing but that smile, the blush rising in both of them. Asami's breath came as quickly as Korra's at the sight. Asami leaned down and pecked Korra on the cheek.

"Now you see another reason we couldn't have invited Bolin."

Korra nodded vehemently as she watched Asami slide easily into the warm water. Asami blew out a breath and swam a little. She surfaced next to Korra a few minutes later, having allowed the girl to not choke on her food. Asami had already had some to eat, as she usually did when she cooked for herself, so she'd allowed herself the swim. She crossed her arms on the top edge of the pool.

"You know," she smirked. "The water is fine. And so am I. Come on in."

"But I don't…"

A bit of silence poked itself in between them.

"Have a swimsuit?" Asami finished. Korra nodded. "And you realized how silly that sounded, didn't you? Listen, Jinora may be your Sifu when it comes to airbending, but I think you need lessons in just living! I mean, I know you don't really know how to shop. I may not know everything, but I think I could give you…other lessons…"

Asami's own blush began as she smiled coyly at Korra. The voices in Korra's head weren't helping either. Happiness had always been something that each of the Avatars had to cultivate for themselves, as they'd told her. She didn't know her own feelings for Mako and Asami. She thought she loved them both. Certainly they made her feel like they loved her in return. But…two of them? How could she contain so much happiness? There had to be a reckoning…but that was later. For now, maybe she would simply take advantage of being happy. But…to be under the loving glare of those jade green eyes. Korra chuckled as she stood.

"…okay," she said softly. "But…could you turn around?"

Asami laughed brightly, but turned at Korra's insistence. Asami closed her eyes as she moved toward the center of the pool. She adored the way the water felt as it coursed around her body. She'd always loved swimming. Honestly, that's why her father had it built in the first place. It was probably the one thing she would always thank him for. She heard Korra slip quietly into the water and waited. Asami could feel the currents and the eddies in the water slide around as Korra's arms wrapped around her waist. Asami leaned back into her as Korra bent her head to Asami's neck, her light kisses singing electric music through her. Korra turned her around and both of them became lost in the feelings. Softness of body and tastes both sweet and wild as they made their way, slowly, from pool to poolside…to bedroom…

Korra jerked awake, her heart racing. Amon's face still haunted her in her dreams, but they hadn't nearly been this bad. Amon had taken off his mask, and there was Mako. Korra shuddered and stopped as she realized she was in bed. It wasn't her bed though. And she wasn't wearing anything. A blush began to rise as she looked down at the form next to her. Asami took a breath and pushed her sultry mass of dark hair back as she lay on her stomach. She wasn't wearing anything either.

"Good morning, Korra," Asami purred. "Hope you had as much fun as I did."

The blush rose further…