"Oh, Korra, you're going to tip over my vanity table," Asami said between giggles as the Avatar kissed her on the neck. Korra held her fully on the waist with her hands, ready to lift Asami off her feet. They were leaning onto the sturdy piece of furniture and it started to wobble towards the empty space near the wall.

"I'm sorry," Korra stopped with a puppy dog eagerness and gazed into Asami's jade green eyes. "It's hard to stop."

Asami kissed her on the cheek, and caressed the soft curve of Korra's cheekbone. Then the engineer suddenly had an idea. "Hey, I never showed you my collection..." She twisted around and started opening and closing drawers without explanation.

Korra slightly scratched her head. "Collection of what?"

"This!" Asami released a dozen sticks of cosmetic supplies onto the empty space of the vanity table. The supplies clattered and rolled everywhere. Asami continued to search for more geometric boxes and colorful palettes. She seemed to unearth them onto the vanity table like buried treasure.

Meanwhile, Korra just watched with amazement and bewilderment. "That's... That's a lot of stuff you got there."

"I know," Asami said with some pride and shame. Her head was completely out of view as she reached into a cabinet. "It's accumulated over the years."

"And... You use all of this?" With two fingers, Korra gingerly picked up a slim stick that appeared alien in its function- well, everything looked alien and she sort of questioned the usefulness of everything.

"No, I had a pretty bad habit of buying all this junk and then only sticking with one. I wish they came up with samples. Also, I sort of-ow!" Asami hissed as her finger slit open from a star shaped compact.

"Are you okay?!" Korra exclaimed as she kneeled down and gently placed her hand on Asami's shoulder. Asami held her finger and pursed her lips in a downward pout. "Just a cut," she waved her finger away and continued digging into the numerous drawers. "Anyway, I was saying, before I got so busy with work, I had too much free time with all this."

Korra got up and walked briskly to the bathroom for some healing water. She came back to find Asami rearranging the cosmetics in neat rows and grouping them by some unknown laws of the universe.

"Let me see your finger," Korra said tenderly.

"Korra," Asami said without lifting her eyes from her serious task on the vanity table. "It's just a small cut."

"Come on, it'll be really quick."

"You know," Asami held up her hand without looking up. "I could just use a healing bandage."

Korra healed the small cut in a nanosecond and held her hand. "Or, you could see how the Avatar is standing right here," Korra gestures to her entire body, "and can heal you right away."

"Okay, okay. Well, since you said you're standing right here, I want to try a few things." Asami's face had the word mischief and intrigue and curiosity written all over it.

Korra glanced at her and then at the vanity table and back at her. "Try... What do you mean, 'try'?" Korra squinted her eyes and crossed her arms.

"You know, make up stuff!" Asami said with a chipper voice than usual. She laced her hands together and held them close to her face. The CEO seemed to age backwards ten years, if that was possible.

"Whoa, whoa. The last time I tried this make up was actually here in your house and I looked crazy after that ordeal."

"Really? When?"

"In your powder room, downstairs." Korra pointed downwards when Asami did not appear to understand her.

"There's make up in there?" Asami said with her head cocked to the side.

"I don't know, I think? There's this poofy thing and a powder in a container and I made this cloud of dust that just made me look like a ghost or something!"

Asami nodded her head in comprehension. "That's different, Korra."

"How? It's stuff you put on your face so isn't it make up?"

"Yeah..." Asami conceded a little, "but that's not this make up." She waved her arm at the procession of make up tools.

Korra considered her options for moment. "Okay, fine. I'm curious as to what Miss Sato has up her sleeve to Asami-ify this face." She plopped down on the vanity stool.

Asami hovered over the collection of foundation liquids, powders, and everything in between before settling on one.

"Mm, what's that? It smells good," Korra hummed as she enjoyed the mini-facial. "And it smells like you in the morning."

"My moisturizer. Hints of ginseng and jasmine." Asami softly said as she learned the landscape of Korra's face through her hands.

"Mm. I'll just remember it as 'Asami in the Morning.'"

"You're a poet, you know that?" Asami said with sarcasm in her voice.

"You know you love it." Korra's flashed her best set of bedroom eyes.

Asami playfully rolled her eyes. "You can't always use those eyes on me." She always found Korra's unabashed love endearing.

"Why? Does it drive you crazy?"

"You always do."

"Yup," Korra said with a sigh of triumph. "The Avatar state isn't the only thing that flows through them."

"Oh, shush," Asami said in a teasing voice. "I'll make something else flow through them with an eyeliner pencil if need be."

Korra smiled a little too wide right when Asami's brushed near her mouth. The bristles of the brush grazed the inside of her mouth. She coughed as the powder hit her tongue and the back of her throat.

Asami backed up her hands. "Sorry! Did I mention to hold still?"

Korras coughs turned into laughs. "I'm not meant for this."

Asami lightly tapped the tip of Korra's nose. "No ones 'meant' for this, it's just fun for yourself."

Korra took a deep breath and exhaled. She closed her eyes. "Okay, commence the magical fun-ness."

"Korra, you can open your eyes, I'm not working on your eyes."

"I need some direction, Sifu Asami."

"Okay, hold still."

Korra nodded.

"You know, it was easy persuading you to do this," Asami said as she painted and traced onto Korra's face. "I thought it would be just slightly easier than convincing Mako to pluck his eel shark brows."

"Yeah, well, perks of having a girlfriend." Korra said.

"Perks of having you as one," Asami said.

"And you."

"Miss Poet, you may now close your eyes."

Korra followed her order. Asami began tracing her eyes and tried to do it as lightly as possible as she was afraid Korra would twitch from the sensation and Asami would literally poke her eyes out.

Surprisingly, Korra held her eye closed like a veteran as Asami lined both of her eyes. Asami stood back, impressed. "Have you done this before?"

"Not speak for a full minute while you're standing inches close to me? Yes. Many a time. You're breathtaking." Korra propped an arm on to the vanity table.

Asami laughed and lowered herself and gave Korra a full kiss on the lips. "Just testing these babies out before I apply some lipstick."

Korra licked her lips and chuckled. "You wanna test some other things out?"

"Maybe," Asami teased as she looked at Korra up and down.

"Heh heh heh," Korra laughed as she blushed.

Asami applied the rest of cosmetics to Korra's face. "There you go!" She twisted Korra's shoulders for her to peer into the vanity mirror.

"Wow, that's... That's interesting." Korra said as she flexed her eyebrows, watching them undulate in defined lines. She widened and squinted her eyes to see the enhanced effects of her facial expressions. She rotated her face left and right to look at her cheeks. Then she glanced at the supplies before her. "Wait, you barely used any of the stuff you dug out."

"What can I say, you don't need much, or more like anything at all." Asami shrugged and she began to massage Korra's shoulders.

"Neither do you but you still go through the motions everyday."

"Yeah, it's fun I guess."

"Then I feel cheated out of this experience. Ah, that's the spot," The avatar moaned as Asami worked out a knot in her back. "At least don't waste all this. You must've spent a fortune on all of this."

"Wait, are you saying you want to put more on?"

"Yes! Why is that hard to believe?"

"Oh, its not hard to believe...Sure, I was going to show you the complete collection but..."

"But what?"

"Well, I was going to start removing it all from your face and then your arms and your back..."

"My arms? You didn't put any on my arms or my-" Korra's eyes grew wide. Asami ran her hands along Korra's arms and back in 'that' way. "Oh! Then, let's start make up removal, stat. "

Asami sat down in Korra's lap and whispered. "I can't wait for us to sample moisturizers."

Korra chuckled. "I think you should leave the poetry to me."