Chapter 5: Everything
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After they finished eating, Katara, Korra, and Jinora remained behind with Asami and Opal, and the twins, and helped clean the kitchen. By the time they were finished, the sun was beginning its descent into the horizon.
"I need to get you home! I just realized, I never told your father I was taking you out!" Katara said, wrapping an arm around Jinora's shoulders. Her granddaughter smiled.
"It's alright, I sent him and mom a text on the way here," she replied.
"That's my smart girl. A good thing your brain isn't rotting away like mine," Katara said with a wink.
"Your brain is healthy as ever, I don't know what you're talking about Gran Gran!" she threw her arms around the older woman and kissed her cheek.
"Thank you dear." She squeezed her granddaughter lovingly, then, as if just remembering Korra, she turned abruptly to the young woman. "Korra! You don't mind if we make a small detour to take Jinora home do you?"
Korra opened her mouth to respond. "I-," If I stay in the car I'll be fine… Will I? I don't know… The sun was setting, and the nighttime just felt too good for her to have visions of the past; she recalled how Katara only had to ask if she liked children for one of the visons to creep up on her. Her heart began to race and she stuttered, suddenly unaware of what to say. She knew that anything could set her off. What if the kids were outside? Even seeing the toys on the lawn could be a trigger. She panicked. "Um… I mean-,"
"Could I take you home actually?" Korra turned and remembered that Asami had been walking beside her the whole time. "It's no big deal really, I haven't been back to the beach house in a minute. Would you like that?" she smiled. "I did come here on my bike though. But it's a very smooth ride, I promise. I designed it myself."
Korra looked at the raven haired young woman and would have asked her why in God's GLORIOUS name, would she get on a bike with her when she had almost killed her on one? It was the fear of seeing Katara's grandkids and revisiting the past that made her dumbly nod her head yes. After all, Asami hadn't killed her. Yet.
"Okay great! And of course, we'll take care of Naga for you Korra."
Korra nodded, and bent to give her dog a hug. "I'll see you soon girl, be good." The dog licked her face in response, wagging her tail happily. She had eaten well, Katara had chopped up a nice meat medley and tossed it with brown rice, mango, and spinach for her.
After they said goodbye to Katara and Jinora, Korra and Asami walked towards Asami's motorcycle. Did she say she designed this herself? Korra looked at the beautiful piece of machinery dumbfounded. It was a little bigger than a standard motorcycle, bright cherry red, and the wheels were huge and the handlebars were set so that the rider would have to almost hug it in order to reach them. "You designed this?" Korra asked as the woman climbed on.
Asami grabbed a helmet and handed it to her. "Yep. It's what I do. I'm an engineer. This is actually a pretty old model I designed a long time ago back in high school. She's had a lot of work done on her, but, she was the first one I ever made and I love her." She patted the seat behind her. "Get on."
When Korra was seated behind her, Asami started the engine. Surprisingly, it was quiet. She pulled her goggles over her jade green eyes then over her shoulder she said, "Hold on tight." Korra leaned forward and wrapped her arms around her middle. She noticed that despite her slender form, Asami felt very solid and strong. They started moving, and again Korra was surprised; it was a very smooth ride. The wind felt amazing on her skin, and even though it was cold, holding on to Asami's warm body made her not mind it so much. The roads were pretty clear, and once they reached the tree line and started up into the mountain, the engineer kept her promise, and drove carefully. The scent of the cypress trees was heavy in the air, mingling with the scent of pine needles and salt water. The sky was brilliantly gold, and when they burst through the trees just before they descended down the dirt road into the cove, they could see everything. The trees and the beach below, and the ocean stretched all the way to the edge of the horizon; the sun sinking down into its cool embrace, sending bursts of violet, red, orange, and warm golden hues into the sky to mingle with the blue as it faded to indigo and navy.
"We're here. Safe and sound."
For a moment, it felt like her arms would not move. Her face was right in Asami's hair and Korra felt her cool hand on her arm. "Korra? Did you fall asleep?"
She breathed in, taking note of the fact that something Asami put in her hair smelled like honeysuckles. "I'm awake." She said, her voice a little rougher than she meant it to me. She unlocked her arms from around the woman's middle, then stretched before climbing off the back. "Thank you." She said as she removed the helmet and handed it to her.
"It was nothing." Those lips turned up into a smile. "So," she started. "Is it alright if I come in?"
Korra shrugged. "I mean it's your house."
Asami nodded. "Right indeed."
Slowly, with a small bit of an awkward silence between the two, they made their way up to the front door.
"So-," they both started at the same time. Asami laughed and blushed pink, and Korra raised her eyebrows.
"What?" the darker woman asked.
"No, what were you going to say?" the green eyed woman responded.
Korra shrugged. "Nothing."
"Are you sure?"
She nodded. "I was actually about to…" she paused.
"What?" And she stood there, bathed in gold. It shined off her shiny black hair, and a cool salty breeze tousled those silky locks gently. Her cheeks were still flushed from the cold, clear green eyes peered up at her and sweet red lips were parted in a smile as she waited.
And then Korra's hands were on her face, and her lips were pressed against hers. She felt her start in surprise, before those cool slender fingers wrapped around her wrists. She pulled away, but didn't stop. She kissed Asami's cheek, her jaw, her neck, then whispered into her ear, "Stay with me tonight."
"I-I- what?" Korra's hands went down to her waist, she pushed her against the door then reached around her and opened it, pressing her lips right back over Asami's as she did. "Korra-," she kept trying to talk, but as Korra's lips moved against hers, she started to kiss her back. "Oh my- Oh God!" Korra had jerked her shirt from her pants, and had begun unbuttoning it, her hand was over her right breast, massaging it, making her moan in pleasure. "I- I have-," now Korra's hands were on her naked flesh, stroking her, grabbing her. "I have a-" now her hands were in her hair, her teeth scraping her neck. "Oh my God!" she gasped and Korra' pulled her closer, and Asami gave in to her. "I-," and Korra stopped suddenly, her lips tingling, and pulse pounding.
"What?" She asked and Asami quivered under her hands. Korra nipped the other woman's bottom lip. "Do you want me to stop?" she whispered.
Asami's arms were wrapped around her neck, Korra left her fists in the shiny honeysuckle hair and saw that those greens eyes were closed as her chest, nonetheless, heaved excitedly. "I… I have a girlfriend."
Korra kissed her lips again. "That wasn't my question." She said into her mouth. She lifted Asami up and set her on the kitchen counter. She centered herself between her long legs, and pulled the woman's shirt the rest of the way off and threw it to the floor. She kissed her, long and languid, right between her breasts and was rewarded with a drawn out sigh.
"Oh my God…." Asami murmured again. Korra's lips moved south over her stomach as she rubbed her between the legs. She felt her shudder, and she brought her lips to Asami's ear again as her fingers unzipped the woman's jeans.
"Tell me…" she whispered. She kissed the woman's lips again. Then her fingers were over her underwear and she squeezed lightly. Asami gasped and her head rolled back and Korra's lips found her neck.
"God I barely know you!" Asami breathed, her body was trembling and she had begun to sweat.
"Then tell me to stop." And Korra went to her knees and jerked Asami's jeans the rest of the way down, and kissed her over her underwear before quickly unlacing and tossing aside her boots so she could rip them the rest of the way off. She kissed her over the lace again, then worked her fingers underneath it, all the while listening for the word to make her quit. Asami was breathing heavily, and had fallen back on her hands, and when she felt Korra's tongue inside her, her whole body quivered. "God!" Korra felt her thighs close around her ears, and it only encouraged her. Every muffled moan, and scream and swear was music to her ears. Finally she stood, kissed the woman's chest, licked and sucked lightly on one of her nipples, and then pushed the sweaty hair out away from her green eyes and kissed her lips.
"Come on," she whispered. With Asami's arms and legs wrapped around her, and Asami's lips and tongue ravaging her neck, Korra stumbled with her into the bedroom. Once they were on the bed, Asami impatiently helped her match her naked state, and the two of them fell beneath the sheets. Then Asami was on top of her, everywhere her lips made contact with Korra's flesh it was like fire, but when Asami was about to go down on her, Korra caught her and switched their positions. "No," she growled into the woman's ear. "I'm not finished with you yet." She nipped her ear lightly, and ran her tongue over her neck. One of her hands tugged at Asami's hair, while the other squeezed her butt, causing her to cry out. She pulled her close, sweat mingled with sweat, and bodies molded together. Korra couldn't take her lips away from Asami's skin. "Do you want me to make you feel very, very good?" she whispered, sucking the woman's ear.
"Yes…" Asami breathed.
Korra bit her lightly. "What?" her voice was husky.
"Yes! Oh God please!"
She covered Asami's mouth with her own, and kissed her, deeply, hungrily, and the woman matched her fervor as Korra's hand slid back down to Asami's already moistened crotch. "If you don't like it, just tell me to stop." It was the last thing she said, and Asami never told her to stop.
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Korra awoke the next morning to the sun on her face. She blinked her eyes and all she saw was gold. She closed them again, then stretched, rubbed her eyes, then opened them again as she sat up. Events from last night returned to her, and she glanced down, noticing the side of the bed beside her was empty. She touched it. It was still warm. She pulled on some underwear and a sweater from the closet, and went out to the kitchen.
"Hey."
It looked as if the woman had been trying to sneak out. Her shirt was untucked and only halfway buttoned, jeans had been pulled hastily on, and she had looked like she was searching for something when Korra had walked in. She could not have been awake more than a minute longer than her.
"Hi." She responded, a pink blush creeping up into her pale cheeks. They stood and looked at each other for a moment in which Asami was visibly uncomfortable. "I was… um. Just about… to leave." She pointed at the door with her thumb, her arms full of her boots and jacket.
Korra nodded. "Alright."
Asami stood and stared at her for another moment. "Look, I don't… I don't do this. Okay? Last night wasn't me."
Korra smirked. "Yes it was."
Asami frowned. "Stop, this isn't funny. It's not going to happen again. I can't do this-,"
"I gave you plenty of chances to tell me to stop." She started moving towards her slowly.
"Yeah well, shit." The woman swore. "It was… it was nothing. It was just sex."
Korra nodded. "Nothing." She repeated, coming closer still.
"Yes." Asami noticed and took a step back.
"Yes." Korra repeated.
"Stop." Asami's voice shook ever so slightly.
"What?" Korra was just an arm's length away from her now.
"That! Stop it!"
She stopped in her tracks. "See?" she raised an eyebrow. "You can say stop."
"I-," she searched, then suddenly, her fist connected with Korra's arm. The former Marine flinched slightly. "Shut up!"
"I didn't say anything."
"Shut up!" Her eyes flashed angrily. "You are you so… I don't understand you! Just… what the hell- what the hell was that about last night?!"
Korra shrugged. "You're gorgeous. You smelled amazing. And you seemed like you wanted it."
"How did I-,"
"Well… You never said no, never told me to stop…" she paused. "In fact you more screamed, 'Yes,' and, 'Don't stop,' throughout the whole night so…"
"Fuck you!"
Again, Korra smirked and shrugged, infuriating Asami even more.
"Look!"
"Yes?"
"I have, a girlfriend. And I like her, a lot," she said steadily.
"I believe you."
"Shut up!" Tears had sprung to the woman's eyes and she glared daggers at Korra. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Korra smiled smugly. "Everything." She replied flatly.
Asami pushed hair out of her face and licked her lips. "I…" she started then paused, took a breath and tried again. "I only wanted to help you. And I'm not accusing you of being… presumptuous, or anything. I shouldn't have… I shouldn't have done this. I just wanted to talk with you last night. Get to know you a little better so we could become friends, or something."
"Something." Korra repeated quietly, her eyes never leaving Asami's.
"Yes. And this isn't fair. Okay? I know it wasn't just…" she paused again, her thoughts visibly racing and she rubbed her forehead. "Okay… Maybe I'd… thought about it. This, that happened. And you. Shit, of course I did! Not in depth or anything because shit, but look-," she huffed angrily. "This is not going to happen again."
Korra nodded. "Okay."
Asami blinked and nodded in return. "Okay."
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"What would you do?"
"Me? Man… I don't know," he laughed lightly and rubbed the back of his head. "I guess I'd…. buy a house on a nice piece of land. Buy a book on how to invest smartly and make more money. It's really shitty not having money, so I'd buy a book on how to never lose it once you've got it." He chuckled lightly, then bounced the basketball a couple of times before he shot it into the hoop. Korra caught and drippled back towards him. "What would you do? If you had a million dollars?"
"Go to college." Korra answered immediately, shooting the ball back at him. "I'd go to college for as long as I could, get my Bachelor's, my Master's, and even a Doctorate's. Or I'd travel. I'd go everywhere, learn a bunch of different languages, experience a bunch of different cultures, eat everything, and… connect with people." She paused and Mako took another shot at the hoop, sinking it. She ran and retrieved it, and dribbled it back to him. "It's always been my dream to help people. Not on a small scale either; I just feel like there's so much we could do for each other, if we all just took the time to listen and learn." She smiled to herself, then took a shot at the hoop. It bounced on the rim and he retrieved it for her.
"I think you could do it." He said smiling, tossing the ball from palm to palm as he approached her.
She smiled back. "Yeah?"
He nodded. "Everybody likes you. You're really good with people. I feel like if you wanted you could definitely become a diplomat or, work for the UN or something."
"Well," she caught the ball as he tossed it to her. "Since the military is going to pay for my college when I get out, that'll be the plan." She shot the ball, this time it sank clean through the bottom of the net.
Mako chuckled. "It's a long way down the road; we've only been in five months, and we ship out on our first deployment in less than a week."
Korra nodded and checked her watch. "Liberty is almost up. You ready to go back?"
"Yeah." He retrieved the ball and side by side, they returned to the barracks.
"Are you scared?" she asked after a while in a quiet voice.
He thought before he answered. "A little," he admitted. "Are you?"
She nodded. "Yes. I mean… I know where we're going there hasn't been any fighting… But…. The fact that they're sending Marines in right now, it can't be good can it?"
Mako shook his head. "That's what I've been thinking."
"I just… I don't want the military to change me too much. I don't want war to just… destroy me, you know? I want to still be me when I come back."
He nodded. "I know."
They walked the rest of the way back to the barracks in silence, as the sun set behind them.
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"Fuck."
Korra opened her eyes and watched Asami roll off the edge of the bed.
"This is so fucked." The taller woman scoured the room for her clothes. She picked up the sweater Korra had thrown on only an hour ago and threw it at her.
"You can't blame this one on me," Korra mumbled, rubbing the spot on her neck where Asami had bitten her not too gently when she and her green eyes had launched herself on her.
"Shut up!"
Korra raised her hands in submission and resigned to watching the raven haired beauty angrily jerk her clothes back on for the second time that morning.
"God! I have girlfriend for God's sake!"
"Must not be a very fulfilling relationship," Korra muttered, but Asami caught it and she came around to Korra's side of the bed and smacked her arm.
"Don't. Tell me. About. My relationship!" she warned through gritted teeth. "We've been together for three years and we've helped each other through a lot of shit! Okay? She is a very good to me; she is always there for me and she never hesitates when I need her help- God she even took care of you in the hospital when I asked her to."
Korra racked her brain and thought back to when she had been in the hospital, and she recalled the woman with the bored expression, and the glasses which sat so delicately on her face. "The science nurse?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. "That's your girlfriend?" she chuckled. "She sounds more like a nanny if you ask me."
Asami looked as if she was going to punch her in the face for a moment, then, to Korra's surprise, she hid her face in her hands and burst into tears.
"UGhhhhhhhhhh! You're right!" she exclaimed. "I love her and she's so fucking smart and so good at her job, and just good as a person, but I just…. I want… passion… and she's just…" she collapsed on the side of the bed and heaved a sigh. "Oh God…" she mumbled, wiping her tears away in frustration. She met Korra's gaze. "I'm sorry." She said. "You knew better than me… I wanted you more than I let myself believe."
Korra shrugged, and smiled slightly out of the corner of her mouth. "It's not really that deep."
Asami smiled back. "Whatever." She said. Korra took her hand and squeezed it gently.
"Maybe next time… when we see each other. We could just… talk."
Asami laughed a little and the action caused more tears to spill from her eyes. She wiped them away and nodded. "I would like that."
"Okay."
"…Okay."
It was around noon when Katara returned to the house with Naga. Asami had left about a half an hour ago, and Korra was still in bed when Naga found her.
"Hey girl." The dog jumped up onto the bed, licked her face and pressed herself next to her. "Did you have a good night?" she kissed her dog's head and Naga's tail thumped vigorously against the bed. She sighed and leaned back into her pillow. She felt drained, and empty. She was so tired. She had struggled so hard yesterday fighting to keep her emotions in check that they had up and left her. Now she didn't think she had to be scared of any triggers; she felt so empty. She closed her eyes and tried to reach for something to hold on to. The feel of the wind on her skin, the smell of the spices as she had mixed them together yesterday, Asami's body warm against hers as they rode her motorcycle… she thought about Asami, her lips, her eyes, her skin, her smell, her taste… It was a nice memory. But she was just, so, tired.
She sighed again, deeply, then rolled onto her side and hugged her dog. Naga snuggled next to her and didn't move. When Katara came in the check on her, Naga thumped her tail gently to let her know Korra was safe and taken care of.
My dog is seriously so cute, she's a pit bull and she's pretty big, but she just came over to me and jumped right up in my lap like, she legit thinks she's a delicate little shih tzu or something.
Anyways, this chapter is a little fucked up. Korra has a lot of problems. I was just thinking about this the other day. I had a pretty bad anxiety attack and it was triggered by something so small; a fucking song lyric. I was doing fine, just sitting on the couch, chillin with my dog, when my little sister, who was on the computer next to me put on this song that made me burst into tears, and I just couldn't stop. The point is, when I thought back to all the little things that triggered me, I realized how I would often go through these phases were I was so drained, and exhausted just from constantly trying to keep myself from screaming on top of my lungs and cussing everybody out, or succumbing to the really dark thoughts in my mind, that I would go a whole day just in my bed, feeling completely empty. And it's not like I'm an extremely dark, and brooding person, I'm very happy usually, and my sister not an hour ago, just described my manner as being gentle, and sweeter than most (very weird, considering people think I come off as aggressive when they first meet me). It's just, this thing, that I picked up while in the military, it hasn't gone away, and some days it beats me. Where Korra is in this phase, is a combination of where I was two years ago, and where I am now.
Anyways... again. Editing is not my thing, so again, sorry about all the typos and grammar mistakes. Review?
