Title: Hard Labor

Rating: M

Fandom: Legend of Korra

Character Paring: AmonxKorra, former MakoxKorra, MakoxAsami

Author's Notes:

I hope this chapter is satisfactory! Next one will be up on Friday!

The Avatar's bright blue eyes focused onto the angry blue eyes behind the mask, her face showing her fear. Her foe moved back and stood next to her legs, waiting for a moment as she slowly stood up. She knew she was in trouble; she was scared of her punishment, as well as him. The waterbender's hands shook as she walked into the room he had recently exited.

A fresh male scent took over her as Korra stepped over the threshold, the room a dull shade of blue as she looked around, her face blushing as she looked at his rumpled bed. Amon had clearly been eating on his bed before her keeper interrupted him. He shut the door swiftly before moving to the bed, moving the tray onto a dresser. The room was large, allowing a dresser as well as closet, mirror, and a doorway into what she assumed was his personal bathroom. She had secretly wished the bathroom formerly used had been his as well.

The bloodbender stood beside the dresser with a black cloth in his hand, she looked at him wide eyed as her eyes flittered between his had hand, mask, bed and back. She heard a small exhale from behind the mask before his words reached her, "Undress Avatar."

Although she already knew this was his intention shock overtook her her thoughts again. The young Avatar moved to take off her shirt and clothing, folding them and putting them on a chair that sat hear the bed.

His breath caught as he saw her slim muscular frame in her bindings alone, he couldn't help but doubt his self-control as his eyes moved down her body appreciatively. Amon glided across the room and stood behind the young nimble woman in front of him, taking a strip of cloth he tightly secured it around her eyes, making sure it would not come loose. As his hands fell from her head the tips of his fingers whispered down her shoulders and arms, stopping at her bindings. The Equalist untied the back of her bindings, allowing them to fall as the pads of his fingers moved down her back untying her other bindings as he gently pushed her onto the bed. He took off his clothing quickly, anticipating their skin touching, knowing the flames within him would grow the moment they touched.

She gasped softly as she fell onto the bed, she turned around, laying on her back, her hands gripped the soft fabric under her. The Avatar lay there, her body dampened as she thought of him touching her, although she knew it was taboo she wanted him. As his bare hands touched her legs she withheld a moan, his callused hands moving up her legs, rubbing gently as if there was no hostility within her foe.

Amon inched his hands up her legs, rubbing her inner thighs and outer thighs as one hand moved to cup her gently. The tips of his fingers meeting moisture at the base of her core, hand rubbing against her, knowing she was innocent to the act. The other hand moved up her side to cup her breast, index finger and thumb capturing her nipple, pinching it softly as he heard her gasp.

His hand moved off of her breast for a brief moment as he pulled his mask off, setting it on a bedside table as the Avatar beneath him moaned softly. He looked at the young woman under him, relaxed and wet for him without their lips ever touching. He leaned forward and growled, "This is just the beginning of your punishment."

Korra couldn't help but stir under his hand. As he cupped her bare core she wanted to moan, his words increasing her lust as she felt herself dampen.

Chuckling softly at her response he found her pearl and rubbed at it softly. As if a dam had broken within the Waterbender she moaned softly, her body arching to his touch. Amon leaned down and captured her lips softly, tongue pressing against her lips before they opened, allowing him to taste her. Their tongues collided and battled as his hands explored her body. The gentle touches and passions added fuel to the fire as he reached down to spread her legs. Feeling her moist core his desire and anticipation grew. Her body moved to welcome his member. Her hands touched his chest, one slowly moving down to grasp his length, as their lips parted he watched her mouth curve into a soft "o" at the realization of his girth.

He chuckled as his mouth skimmed across her jaw to her ear, "It will only hurt for a moment," he said. His words gentle and caring, something she had never heard from him before. He pushed her legs further apart as his lips captured Korra's again. Her body on a high from his touches he aligned himself and entered her slowly, the previous bliss changing to fleeting moments of pain.

He stilled within her as she tensed around him, her tight warmth gripping him as her body rippled with pain. Waiting moments their lips parted, Amon's mouth moving across the curvature of her collarbone to suckle upon her, helping her relax and adding further to her pleasure.

Her body was almost disoriented with sensations. Her lack of vision intensified her body, any touch was as if lightning was flowing through her. The moment he entered Korra her body shuttered with pain, her innocence broken as her foe took over her. As he held still within her, the pain subsided slowly, dancing flashes of of pleasure taking the pain's place. She wanted to look up into the blue eyes behind the mask as he filled her deeply, moving her hips gently she felt a pressure kindle within her.

At her movements Amon flexed his hips slowly filling her completely as he licked and nibbled at her breast. Her gasp and soft moan indicated her pleasure, allowing him to thrust again, a small slow tempo allowing her to enjoy the friction between foes.

She felt the pressure building within her, her pleasure increasing with the pressure, the new feeling taking over her as he repeated to slowly fill her, his tempo increasing steadily.

The bloodbender moved within her, increasing his rhythm as she responded, her legs soon wrapped around his waist allowing him to fill her deeper. Her arms wrapping around his neck, nails digging into his back as her moans increased. She whispered softly "More," against his ear as he moved up to lick and suck at her throat, marking her as his possession. As her soft word registered Amon's pace increased with ferocity, thrusting into her hard and swift their bodies hitting with each inward plunge.

The Avatar tightened around him as their pace feverishly increased, her body moved to meet him as she became closer to her peak, unable to catch her breath her nails dug into his shoulders. A loud moan came from the Avatar as her body started to spasm around him, pleasure washing over her as her body began the journey from her moments of bliss. Toes curling as he continued to thrust into her, her body shaking as waves of aftermath pleasure took over.

As the Equalist felt her spasm and grip him, as if begging for his seed, his body complied as he thrust in to the hilt. Feeling a twinge at the base of his length he thrust once more deeply before his own rush joined her, filling his foe with his seed. Yelling out he moaned as his release took over, maintaining his depth within her, the bloodbender moved to gently rest on her, his head falling into her heaving chest.

Her moans subsided into soft mews as her pleasure finally subsided, a sore ache took over her former core. He moved gently within her again causing soft flickers of pleasure to from within her. Pulling out of her Amon kissed her softly on the lips, the tender lips sweet and almost loving for a moment. Her eyes still covered as he moved off of her. A soft wet cloth touching her gently at her core as he washed away any reminisce of her innocence.

His body shifted the mattress as he leaned down to kiss her again softly before whispering into her ear, "Do not misbehave again, unless you want to be punished."