Korra's heart is hammering, her breathing is shallow and she can feel a tinge of sweat at her hairline.

She's nervous.

Tahno tosses her pants onto the floor and his mouth twitches at the sight of her wraps that she uses as underwear.

Despite the fact that she's half delirious with arousal she still manages to form the words on her tongue, but as she opens her mouth to tell him how to remove the wraps Tahno has already discovered the knot, pulled on it, and sent her wraps unraveling to the floor to rest beside her pants. She is now naked from the waist down.

Korra squirms on top of the couch, caught between the human instinct that's making her want to cover herself and the primal desire that's telling her to spread her legs for him.

Instead she does neither. She lays there, uncertain, and flicks her blue eyes back and forth between Tahno's face and the ceiling.

He must have sensed her discomfort, because he scoots up over her and kisses her. It's not aggressive or desperate; it's slow and chaste, and Korra finds herself relaxing. She moves one of her hands and threads her fingers into his hair, unconsciously drawing his body closer to hers.

He props himself up on one of his elbows, all the while keeping his mouth on hers, and starts to caress along her body, from her breast to just past her hip. He does this over and over and soon Korra is trembling and she breaks their kiss so that she can whine. She's needy and her body naturally arches against Tahno, seeking friction.

He starts to move back down her body, kissing her neck, then her shoulder, then her erect nipple through her shirt. Korra is gasping now and, at the encouragement of Tahno's hands, she pulls her knees up a bit and spreads herself wide.

The expression on Tahno's face arouses her all the more. He looks eager, but smug, as If he's completely confident in his abilities to make her come. "Are you ready, Avatar?"

She doesn't answer, she just smiles. Her left leg is up against the couch, but the right one is dangling over the edge. She lets it drop of the couch entirely, letting her foot hit the floor, so that she's spread as wide as she possibly can be. Tahno's eyes widen a bit and she sees him take her nude body and lazy smile with want. Then he's ducking his head and his lips are on her inner thigh. She finally has him right where she wants him, needs him.

Korra strains her neck up for a moment with the intent of watching him, but as soon as he moves his head over her center and flicks his tongue over her clit, she gives up. Her head falls back against the couch cushion and she lets out a little cry. She feels him seal his mouth over her clit and hum, and the vibrations make her see stars. She feels him pull away and then swipe his tongue from her entrance to up and over her clit, again and again.

She's breathless and her whole body is shaking and the pleasure is incredible. It increases with every passing moment that his mouth is on her, gently and slowly burning throughout her body. Whereas Tahno was basically silent while she was getting him off, Korra finds that she likes vocalizing her enjoyment. Half the time she's not even certain where the noises coming out of her could possibly be coming from, but after a little while she decides that she doesn't care. She moans, gasps, lets out cries that are sometimes soft and sometimes piercing, and sweet mews that make Tahno's grip on her leg tighten.

She nearly looses it when Tahno inserts a finger inside of her. He doesn't stop the movements of his mouth; instead he starts up a devastating rhythm. He moves his tongue over her clit and thrusts his finger in and out of her.

Her inner thighs start to quiver uncontrollably and she reaches out and grips Tahno's hair, as if to force his head to stay put between her legs. She bucks her hips up against him and her voice pitches up in a high keening noise as the pleasure sharply pitches forward. The orgasm is all consuming and for a moment Korra forgets where she is, who she's with, what she's supposed to be doing, everything except for the total bliss that he body is currently feeling. With one last shudder she falls back against the couch. She hadn't even been aware of how much her body had arched forward while she'd been coming.

Tahno slowly sits up and casually wipes his mouth against the back of his hand. His smirk is back in place and Korra is glad to see it. She musters up a little bit of energy and smirks back at him, eyes already drooping closed.

They fly back open when she notices the clock on the wall.

"That's what time it is?" she shrieks, quickly sitting up and reaching for her pants. She pulls them on at hyper speed, completely disregarding her wraps that still lay unraveled on the floor.

"So you like to come and run, huh Avatar?" Tahno is watching her, not bothering to get up. There's amusement in his eyes and Korra can tell that he's trying not to laugh. Trying and failing, really.

"Shut up," she snaps. "Tenzin is going to kill me." She grabs her hair bands and hurriedly fixes her hair back into its normal style, all the while eyeing Tahno in irritation.

He shrugs in response to her looks. "And I was hoping that we weren't quite finished."

This statement causes Korra to freeze. She likes Tahno, probably a little too much. And he'd managed to make her feel amazing.

"I'll be back," she says firmly. "Tomorrow."

He nods in agreement. "Tomorrow, then. Be prepared, Avatar."

She's almost halfway out the door when she hears him call out softly, "Goodnight, Korra."

She smiles to herself, sticks her head in back in and says, "Goodnight, Tahno."

Thankfully, the first people that Korra runs into when she's back home are Mako, Bolin and Asami. They're all up playing cards.

"Tenzin isn't happy with you," Mako says, looking at her out of the corner of his eye as soon as she walks through the door. "You should probably find him and let him know that you're back."

Korra quickly nods, hoping that they don't notice the rumpled state of her clothes. "Okay. I'll just be doing that."

"Where were you, anyway?" Bolin asks curiously, looking up from his hand of cards.

"Erm." Korra twists her hands nervously. She decides that she might as well be honest. She's not the best liar. "I was at, uh, Tahno's. Helping him cope with having his bending taken away, and stuff."

Bolin's green eyes widen in surprise. "But he's kind of a jerk."

Korra shrugs one shoulder, trying not to let herself come across as too defensive. "Yeah, well. He's coming around."

Asami bursts into giggles and everyone in the room looks at her with raised eyebrows. That's when Korra, to her never ending horror, notices the naughty book that she'd been reading earlier sitting in Asami's lap.

She decides that it's best not to completely freak out.

Asami gives her a coy smile. "He's coming around, huh?" She winks at her and then goes right back to her card game.

Korra practically sprints out of the room.

That night she falls asleep smiling.

A/N:

Hope everyone enjoyed! Ironically enough, I'm sick right now, which I wouldn't think would be the best time to write smut, but here we are. I surprise myself sometimes.

The next installment will be the last, but it should be a doozy. Can't wait for "tomorrow", huh? ;D

Let me know your thoughts!