Hello all! Just wanted to take a moment to say thank-you for taking the time to read this. I hope you've been enjoying the story so far. ^_^

Also, as a side note, this chapter has some smut in it.

Prompt 3: Internet Girlfriends

Bolin snuggled up in his coat as he made the long walk to Korra's place. They were planning on studying for their midterms together, since Korra had already been through the ROTC classes that Bolin was "somehow struggling in", as Korra liked to call it. He sighed and pulled his collar up to another late-autumn chill. He didn't remember the walk being so far away. He groaned as he hit another intersection, waiting for the automobiles to pass through. After the road was clear, he hustled across and shivered his way down the street.

You'd think you'd be used to the cold already. You've been living here your whole life!

Hey, it's cold today. What can I say?

He rubbed his elbows and continued on, climbing the steps two at a time. He pounded on the door and heard something slide inside. "Korra?" He twisted the knob. Luckily, it was unlocked. He stepped in with caution until he saw the sight before him. A ladder was overturned on the ground. A barking Naga was nearby, directing her howls upwards. He followed her line of sight to find a struggling Korra hanging from what looked like her internet router. "Korra?! What are you doing?"

She opened her mouth to reply when the screws in the router frame failed. Korra plummeted to the ground, router and pulled wires in her hands. She cursed as she sat up; she could already feel the bruise forming on her hip where she landed.

Bolin shut the door and rushed over. "What the hell happened?"

"I was trying to fix this stupid fucking router!" She tossed it against the wall, effectively breaking it into several large pieces from the force.

"Spirits, Korra. Calm down. What's going on?"

"Bo, you of all people should know not to tell me to calm down when I'm fucking upset."

"Okay, okay," he threw his hands up in a defensive position. "Do you want to go hit the bags or run or something?"

"No. I want to talk to Asami."

"Ohhh, that's what this is about." He stepped closer and glanced at the hole in the ceiling. "Internet problems?"

Korra crossed her arms over her chest from her sitting position on the ground. "This is the third time this week that it's conked out. I've called IT and maintenance twice to get it fixed."

"Well, it looks like you'll have to call them a third time," he chuckled, trying to make light of the situation.

She couldn't help but laugh at this. "I suppose it'll take a lot more explaining than 'it won't connect to my computer' for this one."

"And a lot more money," Bolin responded as he offered Korra a hand.

She groaned as he pulled her to her feet; she didn't have enough cash as it was, despite getting a scholarship from the ROTC program each year. That, and her hip was really throbbing. "Thanks, Bo." She rubbed her injury with light pressure. "I've got to go ice this."

He nodded and followed her into the kitchen, Naga on their heels. He shed his coat and leaned against the counter as Korra prepared an ice bag. "Did my knock scare you off the ladder?"

"No, no. You're fine." It was a lie. The thud had, in fact, been what frightened her into losing her footing. Not that she was having much progress fixing the damn router light anyway. She winced as she applied the ice and let out an audible sigh. "It's been a week since we've gotten to see each other, Bo."

"You mean through the computer."

She shot him an obvious look. "Yes, that's what I mean. She's all the way in the Fire Nation right now, of course it would be through the computer!" She flailed her free hand up in frustration, following it up with another sigh. "Sorry. I don't mean to lash out at you. I just –"

"You miss her. I know. It's all you ever talk about." He stretched his arms above his head and yawned. "Are we going to get to studying or not?"

"Yeah, yeah, let me just message Asami on my phone and let her know that I won't be able to video chat with her tonight." She limped over to her phone in the other room and plopped on the couch, her anger clear on her face. "First, her internet signal is really weak, so the video doesn't come in all that well and it gets all pixelly and grainy and laggy. Now, she fixes her internet and mine starts to act like shit." Korra called out to Bolin as she tapped her finger violently on her touch screen. "What the fuck!?" Within a second of Bolin entering the room, a phone whizzed by his face. It, too, crashed into the wall. Lucky for Korra, her case prevented it from shattering.

"Korra, you really need to just breathe."

"My phone fucking froze, too. What is going on with all of my technology?"

"Maybe there's a technological apocalypse that we don't know about. Airplanes dropping from the sky, routers not working, laptops smoking for no reason," he joked, trying to get Korra to calm down. When that didn't work, he tried a different approach. "Korra," Bolin sat beside her, but not within "affectionate bruise" range in case this worked, "I know you miss Asami, but destroying all of your electronics is not going to up your chances of communicating with her when she's halfway across the world."

Korra sighed and sunk into the couch. "Yeah, I know. It's just… frustrating."

"You were the one who egged her on into going –"

"Yeah, well I didn't know I would miss her this much." She pouted.

"You've made it halfway through the semester so far. You've only got a few more weeks to go and Asami will be in your arms again." He pushed himself up and wandered over to Korra's phone. He grabbed it and held two buttons down, resetting the frozen device. "Here," he handed it to Korra, "try messaging Asami again."

She exhaled and took the phone from him. "Thanks, Bo." She stared at the white screen until it finished resetting. A smile crept on Korra's face when she saw her lock screen; it had been the photo she took on the mountain the evening that Asami agreed to date her. It was one of her favorite pictures of them together, which is saying something considering she loved all of their pictures. She typed in her code and was greeted by a notification. "Asami messaged me," Korra murmured as she tapped it open.

Hey, are you going to be online tonight? I finally got an Ethernet chord, so my computer should run a lot faster now in video chat.

Korra sighed, her heart heavy as she typed her response.

_ _ _ I can't. I kinda… broke my router… heheh

You broke your router?

_ _ _ Yeah. I got frustrated because it wasn't working again.

Red light?

_ _ _ Mmhmm

Did you try to reset it?

_ _ _ I did. I was up on the ladder trying to reach the button in the back when Bolin knocked on the door and…

And?

_ _ _ He scared me with the knock and the ladder fell out from under me. Then I fell with the router that couldn't support my weight.

Oh no! Are you okay?

_ _ _ Yeah, I'm alright. Fucked up my hip a little bit, so I've got some ice on it.

Spirits. With that and your shoulder injury… please try to be more careful. I would like to come back to an intact girlfriend, not one in pieces.

Korra laughed.

_ _ _ I only hurt my shoulder from our swimming drills.

It's still hurt, though.

_ _ _ Yeah, yeah.

Smh

You're a dork

_ _ _ Nuhuh, YOU'RE a dork

I'm pretty sure you are

_ _ _ I

"Bolin, what are you doing?!" Korra jumped up to her feet as Bolin stole her phone from her hands. He laughed as he ran away, trying to type as he did so. "Bolin, give me my phone."

Korra? Is everything okay over there?

_ _ _ Oh, Asami. I licr tou so mu

Korra?

"Bolin, this isn't funny. Give me my phone," she demanded as she tackled him to the ground, ignoring the pain in her side as she did so. She wrestled with him, eventually twisting his arm behind his back, her hands on his wrist and elbow. "Phone. Now."

"Okay, okay, you win." He released the phone with a strained chuckle.

Korra let him up with reluctance, hobbling to the couch with her device in hand. "You can study your own damn classes."

"Aww, come on, Korra. I was just having some fun."

She pouted as she brought the screen back up.

_ _ _ Sorry about that. Bolin thought it would be funny to steal my phone.

Did you beat him up?

Korra laughed, eyeing Bolin as he scrambled to his feet, rubbing his arm in the process.

_ _ _ Not quite. Just twisted his arm back.

No affectionate bruises?

She chuckled.

_ _ _ Nope, not this time lol. I'm supposed to help him study but now I won't

Aww that's not very nice

_ _ _ He took my phone and made me run after him! My hip hurts even more now.

Smh get that ice back on it!

_ _ _ Will do.

Korra reached over and grabbed the ice bag from the floor. She put it on her hip and rolled to her uninjured side, ignoring Bolin while he pulled his books from his bag, pouting as he did so.

"Move your feet so I can sit."

She scrunched up into a ball until Bolin was seated. Korra slid her feet onto his legs before he could put his books there. He protested in an exaggerated, playful way, but Korra disregarded it.

_ _ _ Don't worry, I'm gonna help him. I'm just gonna make him sweat a little.

Lol, yeah, he kinda deserves it a little bit. But only a little. Bolin is a sweet guy.

_ _ _ That he is. So what have you been up to today?

Oh, just up to my ears in work, as usual. I thought the university in Republic City was bad. The Fire Nation gives out double the homework!

_ _ _ That's gross. Homework is no fun.

Agreed. How have you been?

_ _ _ Alright. Just trying to get through my last year of advanced training without too many injuries.

How are classes?

_ _ _ Annoying.

Hard?

_ _ _ Extremely. I've been bombing a lot of my quizzes in my advanced invertebrate anatomy class. And biochemistry is really tough.

Awww, I wish I could help in some way.

_ _ _ Nah, it's alright. I'll get it somehow. Someday…

_ _ _ I miss you, Asami.

"Hey, Korra. When they say 'ENFJ', what do they mean?"

She glanced up over her phone to see the book he was studying from. "It's the Myers Brigg personality test. Didn't they go over that in class?"

He shook his head. "We didn't get that far today. We're a few classes behind after the trainer got food poisoning."

Korra's phone flashed a notification. "Right, right," she replied absentminded as she looked back to the screen.

I miss you, too. The people in the Fire Nation Academy are a bit too friendly.

_ _ _ What do you mean?

Some of the guys keep asking me to go out to dinner or a show with them. I always tell them I'm not interested, but some of them are persistent. I had to punch one of them in the face because he tried to touch me.

Korra had a mixture of worry and pride on her face.

_ _ _ Good. They deserved it. Nobody touches you without permission. Just be careful. If you need me to, I'll come down there and punch him in the face personally.

Haha, no, that's okay, I can handle myself. I've got it all under control. He hasn't bothered me since then. Most of them haven't. It's nice, actually. Gives me a chance to focus on my studies.

_ _ _ I hope you're at least doing some sightseeing and making friends who aren't assholes instead of living in the library.

I don't always live in the library.

_ _ _ 95% of the time.

"Apparently, I'm an E-N-T-P. Is that a good thing?"

"None of them are better or worse than the others," Korra responded, not looking up from her phone, "they just mean you have different traits than other people. You get along better with different people than, say, an ESTP would."

"What's an ESTP?"

"Me," Korra replied, blowing a loose piece of her hair out of her face.

"We get along well, though! Unless you're still mad at me…"

She smiled, "Nah, I'm not mad at you anymore."

"It's because you're talking to Asami, isn't it?"

She ignored him as she waited for Asami's response.

I suppose you're right. I do spend a lot of time in the library. I'm just more comfortable there. People tend to bug me less.

_ _ _ Have you made any friends?

Sorta. I have a few people in my project group that I chat with and get lunch with, but that's about it. I think they see me more of a mom than a friend.

_ _ _ That's because you're good at being there for people. You look out for them.

Yeah, true.

But I miss you.

_ _ _ I miss you, too. You'll get to see me soon, though. Just a few weeks!

Exactly! I'm excited to come back to Republic City. The Fire Nation is cool and all, but I miss home. And I miss the food! The food here is a bit too spicy for me.

_ _ _ Haha, I can only imagine. Have you tried fire flakes yet?

I had about four and started watering.

Korra giggled and readjusted her position on the couch, stretching her feet out more onto Bolin as she did so.

_ _ _ I understand. I'm not great with hot food, either, though you know me, I'll eat almost anything lol.

That's very true. Like the time you ate an old noodle from the table just because Bolin dared you to do it.

_ _ _ It was the easiest ten yuan I had ever made!

Smh. You're a dork.

_ _ _ But I'm YOUR dork

Yes, yes you are.

Korra smiled.

_ _ _ And you're my dork. My library inhabiting, low-spice tolerant, engineer genius dork.

Hahaha. That's all pretty true, especially the spice part. I'll probably be avoiding hot food for the rest of my life lol

But it's no matter. The only hot food I need is you.

A deep blush covered Korra's cheeks. She tried to hide it from Bolin, but she was pretty sure she failed to do so.

It's a shame that your internet isn't working. I've got this new bra that I've wanted to show you all week…

The reddening worsened. A small pulse radiated between her legs as she bit her lip.

_ _ _ Pic?

Lol you know the rules.

Korra sighed.

_ _ _ Yeah, I know. No nudes or things like that unless it's video.

:-)

I suppose it doesn't help that I've been thinking about you a lot lately.

_ _ _ What do you mean?

Oh, you know…

_ _ _ I don't think I do

She paused for a moment.

_ _ _ Oh. Oh!

Yeah, there's a lot of that. ;-)

Korra curled into herself a bit, trying to hide her flustered look. The throb intensified at the thought of Asami thinking of her and…

_ _ _ I wish it was me doing that stuff to you.

Don't worry. Just a few weeks.

And then I'm all yours.

Every

Part of me

Korra licked her lips. She recalled the few times things got heated in the bedroom over their summer vacation together, towards the last few weeks they were together. And in all honesty, it was one of the things she missed the most. All of her attempts to do anything on her own just resulted in lackluster disappointment.

But Asami, Asami was a goddess when it came to making Korra squirm…

And other things…

And she did just that on the couch as she tried to think of a reply, suddenly very uncomfortable in her position.

Bolin glanced over the top of his book, shook his head, and returned to studying.

Nerds.

_ _ _ Mmmm, I can't wait.

What are you going to do to me?

Korra paused, glancing over the top of her phone as she did so. She slid her feet off of Bolin and sat up, avoiding his eyes as she did so. "I'll be right back, Bo. I've gotta pee."

He nodded, too focused on his work to give a verbal reply. Did he believe her? Only a little. If anything, he was expecting her to pretend to go to the bathroom but instead, sit on her bed and squeal like a preteen girl texting her crush.

Well, it's not that far off.

They weren't quite preteens and they weren't quite texting. In fact, they weren't quite crushes, either. They were two of-age adults messaging each other through the Internet (and cellular data, in Korra's case), and they were definitely in love. It wasn't hard for Bolin to tell, and he's usually oblivious when it comes to these kinds of social cues.

But after hearing Korra talk day in and day out about Asami, it wasn't hard to put two and two together. So he dismissed Korra's "bathroom break" and tried to focus on what personality types he got along with, as if this was really something he needed in his future career in social work.

Korra slid into the bathroom and locked the door. She sat on the edge of the tub, a sly smirk on her face.

_ _ _ Anything you want me to do.

Hmmm, anything?

_ _ _ Anything.

Would you kiss me?

_ _ _ All over.

Where would you start?

Korra felt her breath grow shorter with every reply. The throbbing between her legs worsened.

_ _ _ Your forehead while we cuddle. To show how much I missed you.

That's so sweet!

_ _ _ Not as sweet as you taste.

There was a long pause before Asami's reply. She imagined the engineer biting her lip to her response.

You taste much better than I do. I would take you over fire flakes any day.

_ _ _ Because I'm just as hot?

Even hotter.

Korra chewed on her lip again.

_ _ _ Spirits, I miss you so much.

Yeah?

_ _ _ Yeah.

How much?

_ _ _ More than I've missed anyone before.

Enough to get you hot?

_ _ _ I'm always hot.

Yes, you are.

Hmmm…

Korra paused. Her leg twitched. She tried to simmer herself down, almost considered abandoning her phone, but she just… couldn't.

_ _ _ Are you thinking about me right now?

Mmhmm.

_ _ _ What about me?

Your muscles all around me.

Your hands trailing up and down my body.

Your tongue finding the spot in the nook of my neck, the spot that drives me wild.

"Fuck," Korra whispered. Warmth spread between her thighs. She wished with all of her might that Asami was there with her right now. She closed her eyes for a minute, picturing everything Asami was messaging her.

_ _ _ I want you so bad right now.

I want you, too.

I want to grind my hips against you.

And grab fistfuls of your hair.

_ _ _ Fuck, Asami.

What?

_ _ _ You're driving me crazy.

Good. That was my intention.

_ _ _ Gah, Bolin is right in my living room.

Are you in the living room right now?

_ _ _ No, I'm in the bathroom.

Good. Then he won't see you squirm from my messages.

Korra slid down onto the floor and tossed her head back until it hit the edge of the tub.

Fuck. Why does she have to be so good at this?

I wish I could see you, though.

And that you could see me.

I think you'd like what you'd see.

Korra tapped her foot on the ground, the warmth morphing to wetness.

Fuck it.

She stormed out of the bathroom and into the living room, where Bolin was half-curled on the couch, nose deep in his studies.

"Korra?"

She ignored him and grabbed her laptop, her phone still in hand. She snatched her cable, avoided his eyes, and zipped out of the room.

This time, he heard her bedroom door close instead.

I told ya.

_ _ _ Get online. Now.

I am online?

_ _ _ No. On video.

But your internet is broken.

_ _ _ I'm making a hot spot on my cell phone.

Korra plugged her white cable into her phone and her laptop, activating the hot spot via USB.

Won't that run your bill up?

_ _ _ Nah, the cycle expires tomorrow. I've got some data to use.

_ _ _ Besides, I don't give a fuck about the bill right now.

_ _ _ I want to see you.

I bet you do.

;-)

Korra sprawled out onto her bed, lying on her stomach as she stared at the screen of her laptop. She watched the little icon in the corner as it tried to connect to Asami's computer in the Fire Nation. She threw her ear phones in for safe measure – mostly so that Bolin wouldn't hear anything.

A beep rang in her buds. Within an instant, Asami was on her screen, smiling back at her.

In nothing but a red and black lace bra, from what Korra could see.

Her cheeks flushed. Her heart raced. She was sure she drew blood from biting her lip.

Spirits.

Asami bent out of the screen and reappeared with headphones. She put them on and grinned at Korra. "Hi."

Korra struggled for words. "H – hey."

She giggled. "Do you like it?" She rolled her shoulders back and twisted her torso a few times.

Her eyes were glued to the screen, taking in what she could of her long distance girlfriend. The bra hiding the supple breasts she loved so much. The taut stomach that flashed occasionally into sight. The raven locks that bounced off of her as she turned, framing her face as if it were on stage. Her purple-shadowed lids were closed, her red lips stark against her pale skin.

All she could do was nod.

Asami opened her eyes and smiled. "I thought you would." She rested her head in her palm, her elbow against her desk. "It's really soft. I'm going to bring it with me when I come back to Republic City."

"It won't be on you for long."

It was Asami's turn to blush. She bit her bottom lip and twirled a strand of her hair with one of her fingers. "Oh, really?"

Korra nodded, sliding closer to the screen as she did so.

"And do you plan to take it off of me?"

She bobbed her head again.

"And what if I," she danced her hands behind her back as she spoke in a sultry tone, "beat you to it?"

Korra watched in awe as Asami's breasts lowered just a bit from each sever of the clips that held her bra in place. Her heart raced. There was a well-defined wetness and warmth between her legs, the pulsing begging her to act on it.

Asami slid each of the straps down, keeping the bra in place with her hands.

"Fuck, Asami," Korra muttered, her body still in anticipation.

She giggled and picked the laptop up so that only her face was visible. She walked it over to her bed, the Ethernet cable reaching it with ease. Asami set it down so that it faced the wall.

Korra stared at her screen with intent. She saw a flash of the bra from above until it plummeted onto the unseen ground.

Fuck.

The camera shook as Asami crawled onto the bed and settled. When she turned the laptop around, her chest and torso were covered with a sheet, a mischievous grin on her face.

Korra's face faltered just a bit.

Dammit, Asami.

"Aww, what's wrong? Not what you were expecting?"

Korra pouted. "You're such a tease."

"Oh, am I?" Asami almost moaned as she slid a hand down behind the sheet, taunting Korra. "Mmmm, I certainly am a tease." She bit her lip while her fingers snaked down between her legs. "Though I think the only thing I'm teasing right now is myself."

Korra forgot how to breathe. She was on fire, the throbbing below overwhelming her.

Fuuuuck.

"Mmmm, don't you want to join me, Korra? It feels so good."

She chewed on her lip, trying to resist her girlfriend. Unfortunate for her, Asami knew all of Korra's buttons and just how to push them and when and in what order and how hard or soft or –

Korra gripped the sheets so that Asami couldn't see. But she knew in actuality that it didn't matter; Asami pretty much knew everything when it came to picking up on Korra's signals.

"I wish this was your hand between my legs," she whispered as sultry as she could, her hand sliding out from its hiding place. It wasn't hard for Korra to see the shiny slickness on her skin. "And you on my fingers," she licked each of her tips one by one before popping them into her mouth.

Korra's body jerked. She was losing control. But she wasn't craving her own touch; her own touch would lead her nowhere. If anything, she was craving Asami's. She opened her mouth to reply when a pound on the door startled her.

Fucking hell!

Asami had heard the pound too and automatically shriveled out of the screen in embarrassment.

Korra ripped her ear buds out and jumped off of her mattress, her legs a bit wobbly from her… situation. She pulled the door open with an-almost-look-of-death on her face. When she saw Bolin recoil from her expression, she pulled back. "Oh, hey, Bo. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna head home to study."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I figured we could meet up again and you could help me when you're not… occupied," he glanced over her shoulder at the laptop on Korra's bed, knowing full well she was talking to Asami.

Korra threw a sheepish hand behind her head. "I'm sorry about that, Bo. I – uh –"

"I know. You miss her." His tone was half-teasing, half-sincere. He shot her a wink and slung his bag over his shoulder. "You two have fun tonight. But it's you and me tomorrow, Korra. Or else I might fail my midterm."

"Right, right, of course! I'll meet you at the library, bright and early, okay?"

"Let's make it around noon. I don't want to get up early."

Korra laughed as she ushered Bolin to the door without words or gestures. "Alright, noon it is." She pulled the door open and waited for Bolin to step out. "I'll see you then." She waved for a brief moment before shutting the door and locking it.

Bolin shook his head and sighed. "Lovebirds," he murmured to himself.

Korra leaned against the door and exhaled in relief. She rushed back to her bedroom, ignoring the lights and the curious dog that was following her. "Not now, Naga," she muttered. She closed her bedroom door and crawled back up to her bed.

Asami peered into the corner of the screen, her cheeks bright pink. "Is he gone?"

Korra pulled her ear buds from the jack in her computer. "It's just you and me, now."

"Good." Asami whispered as she climbed back into sight. She was dressed in pajamas now, the solid purple fabric cascading from her torso to her shoulders, where it changed into a light sheer instead. She rearranged the laptop so that it was beside her in the bed, where a second pillow could have fit at the head. She lay next to the computer and wrapped her arms around a mess of sheets.

"He kinda ruined the mood, didn't he?"

"It's not his fault. He didn't know that we were… you know…"

Korra blushed and threw a sheepish hand behind her head. "Haha, yeah…" She averted her eyes in embarrassment.

"Your hair is growing back," Asami murmured, getting comfortable on the bed.

"Yeah, it is. I figured it would help keep me warm during the winter."

Asami chuckled. "Good idea."

Korra looked back to the screen and smiled. "Are those fire lilies on your dresser?"

She glanced over her shoulder and grinned. "Yes, they are. I picked them in a field not too far from campus when I went on a walk."

Korra smirked. "I thought you weren't supposed to pick the flowers, Miss Sato."

Asami laughed. "Don't worry, no one saw me. And no one has to know. Besides, I got them because they reminded me of you."

"Really? Why?"

"Because they are this burning red-orange color, almost like the sun itself. And, well –"

Asami was interrupted by a scratching and howling against Korra's door.

"Hang on, Asami," Korra squirmed from her mattress. She twisted the nob and a bolting Naga pushed right past her. She hopped onto the bed and barked at the sight of Asami.

"Hi, Naga! I miss you! Have you been a good girl for Korra?"

Naga yipped and walked around in a circle.

"If you can't tell, she misses you, too," Korra chuckled as she wedged her way back onto the bed. She adjusted her laptop as well so that it was in the empty pillow space next to her head. "Come here, Naga. You can lay with me and talk to Asami for a while."

Naga shook her fur and legs out before collapsing half-on Korra, half-next to her.

Korra wiggled around until she could see the computer screen again.

Asami's eyes were filled with a happiness and longing that couldn't be matched. She wanted to be beside Korra and Naga as she had been throughout much of the summer. She wrapped herself in the sheet to feel some sort of comfort and yawned. "You look tired, Korra."

"I always look tired," she chuckled as a response. She, too, stretched her limbs out and curled up into Naga. She stared into Asami's eyes, falling into a deep trance from their beauty. "Asami," she whispered, her heart fluttering to the thought.

"Yes?"

"I – I love you."

Asami smiled, the motion gentle but full of joy. "I love you, too, Korra."

They reached out to the screen at the same time, touching their fingers together. They slid their hands to the side, fingers still in faux connection, until they were no longer in contact. A sigh escaped each of them as their lids wavered, the last sight before they fell into a deep sleep being the one they missed so much. Their thoughts were filled with memories, but they couldn't make up for the distance between them.

Soon, they would be together again, and even in their sleep, they felt this ache.

At least they could be close to each other in their dreams.