A/N: Hello. I promised the second part to The Closet Part 1 and here it is. Uhh, I wanted this up like four hours ago. Sorry. WARNING! This chapter is why I rated this story M and there is a lemon. I made sure that, if you are not interested in that sort of thing, you can totally skip this chapter. You will miss nothing of consequence. Anyway, for those of you who will read it, please review. Good night, day, or morning, wherever and whenever you are reading this.
Previously on Events Unexpected…
Korra saw her chance. The closet door was practically at a ninety degree angle to her target. She used a puff of airbending to propel herself to Kaji's right side, and then rebounded against the adjacent wall into the unwitting girl. Kaji's eyes barely had time to widen, her arm moving up in a half block, before Korra smacked her into the door. The closet swung open, dumping them both on the floor. Korra kicked the door closed, hearing the content click of the lock set in place.
"I want to talk," Korra was finally able to mumble against Kaji's lips. "I want to know what this is."
"Whatever you want it to be," Kaji said curtly. "I'll take whatever you're willing to give me. Can't promise you won't want to give it all after a few more days with me though," she winked and smiled.
Korra's hands gripped at the lock, trying in vain to unclick it, to even move it to the left if only slightly. Nothing happened.
"We'll have a better shot at bursting out unnoticed whilst everyone is sleeping. The guards are pretty lax at night too."
Korra had no intention of sitting on her butt for hours until evening. "What are we going to do until then? It must be at least eight more hours, and ten if we want to be safe."
"We-ell," Kaji slid closer to Korra, pressing her against the wall again. Korra had noticed before that Kaji was a few inches taller than her. She used that extra height to her advantage, leaning an arm against the wall over Korra's head. Her other hand slid to pull at the collar of Korra's kimono. "I think I have an idea."
Korra's brain overheated, shutting off completely. The blush that painted her face scarlet raised her body heat by at least ten degrees. Kaji's fingers were exploring her collarbone, sliding into the small dip then continuing down. Korra gulped. She was most definitely not an expert at that sort of thing. In that instant she was equally divided into wanting to run and break the door down, consequences be damned, or to stay and feel Kaji's touch. Kaji seemed intent in answering Korra's indecision with very convincing arguments, though using her mouth for more than words. Korra felt her eyelids flutter as the other girl latched onto her throat. Kaji ran her tongue over the flushed skin, tasting the faint hints of salt. She gave a small moan of appreciation. Korra gasped and brought her hands to twine into her lover's hair. Lover, she ran the word through her mind. It sounded sweet, delicate, and passionate just like the person it was describing.
Korra's breath hitched as Kaji's feathery lips left their perch and a cool breeze caught the spot now darkening from the pressure. Kaji's warm breath was Korra's only indication of the girl's ascent to her jaw. Kaji followed the sharp bone until it met with the sensitive earlobe. She took her time sucking on it, drawing on Korra's essence as though it were some kind of miracle drug. She finally succumbed to the urge to take a soft bite of the outcropping of skin. Korra's moan only spurred Kaji's desire. The blood was rushing to the sensitive pressure pinots below both of their navels, the need emanating from the girls in waves.
Kaji's hands became even bolder, drawing down along Korra's chocolate skin. The dip of her collarbone was left for the softer area just above Korra's breasts. The blue kimono had slid down, the small waist belt loosened at some forgotten point, exposing some of Korra's bra. It was a similar shade to the evening sky and Kaji couldn't help but rest her eyes on the fabric that separated her from the greatest treasure in existence. Korra squirmed in anxiety, mistaking Kaji's stillness as inhibition. She didn't think she could survive if Kaji backed off now.
Korra's doubts and any other thoughts she may have had immediately evaporated when the Fire Princess took her still covered nipple into her mouth. The pleasure was like an electric shock, spreading with the speed of a lightning strike. Korra's eyes snapped shut, her whole body convulsing into Kaji's touch, her lips. There was no area of Korra's being not on fire. She felt a wetness between her legs that had not been there before. Her head was pressed against the wall for support, lifting her up onto tip toes and spine arching into the other girl. Kaji felt Korra's nipple harden under the restricting fabric, wishing for actual contact. She ran her tongue against the hard zenith, swirling around before grabbing the edge of Korra's bra in her teeth and pulling it down. Korra's hand moved away from the ebony tresses to aide in Kaji's removal of her clothing. An animalistic growl from said person cut her of mid-movement. Korra smiled and obliged Kaji's fetish.
Kaji moved her hands up, placing them lightly on Korra's shoulders. The tension held there loosened ever so slightly, Korra's arch relaxing as the rush of euphoria died down. The silk was pulled off of her, exposing her whole upper body. The cool air rushed into the now open space, causing gooseflesh to appear on Korra's exposed skin. Her nipples hardened and thrummed for more attention. Kaji pulled back to admire the Water Tribe goddess before her. Korra's flushed cheeks darkened from embarrassment. Her heart quickened when she saw the degree of lust that colored deep liquid gold. Her hands slid from Kaji's hair to trace her jaw line and neck. The rushing pulse matched hers, thundering battle drums locked in a rhythm of pleasure.
"Don't stop," Korra murmured, begging for more. Willing for the empty hole in her chest to be filled with the new sensations Kaji instilled in her.
Kaji smirked. She pushed Korra into the wall, not roughly but with enough force to jolt the Avatar. Korra was about to interject, but was cut off by Kaji's hungry lips. Kaji pressed into Korra with a new vehemence, reveling in the way Korra's taste satisfied every craving she had. Her fingers splayed along the girl's taught stomach, outlining the hard muscles gained from years of training. Behind all of the power was a unique feminine softness, subtle and yet so pronounced. Kaji slid up along Korra's center, nails leaving faint red marks to map out her progression to the soft mounds awaiting her attention. Where Kaji's mouth had been a gentle presence, her fingers brought the friction that Korra needed to send her over the edge. As Kaji pinched Korra's already stiff nipples, her cries rang out to the high heavens. Kaji drowned them out in a searing kiss, hoping no one heard and came to cut their ecstasy short. Thankfully the steam jets shrieking behind them were enough to muffle their sounds. Korra didn't interject. As Kaji's tongue slid in and out of her mouth, she made a game of trying to gently catch it in her teeth. Kaji cupped her right breast and squeezed. Korra bit down on the prodigy's tongue hard. The metallic taste of blood filled her taste buds. Kaji moaned in reassurance when Korra tried to pull away and apologize.
Kaji massaged her hands around Korra's breasts with more ferocity, needing the heat, the contact. Korra dragged her hands along Kaji's back, grabbing onto the fabric of the dress when Kaji pulled on her sensitive points. Kaji ended their kiss and trailed a line of pecks down Korra's neck artery. A thin stream of blood marked the bronzed skin. Fresh goosebumps ran down Korra's chest. The room was now a sweltering humid temperature so she was sure that they were due to Kaji's magic. Kaji's lips had just reached the cleavage between Korra's breasts. She lingered there, making sure to lick up every bead of sweat that had collected in the small valley. Moving left, Kaji replaced the hand worshipping Korra's breast with her tongue once more. Korra would have screamed, but she bit her bottom lip. She didn't want it to end. The wetness between her thighs was now dripping down, the tension she felt knitting through her core, accentuated into that spot. She needed the release, the unwinding that only Kaji could provide.
"Take me," Korra barely managed to breathe.
"Gladly," Kaji answered, straightening up from where she was worshipping her goddess' flesh. She wrapped her hands around Korra's midriff and gently spun them around. Korra was lowered into the rope piled in the center of the room. The belt was quickly untied and discarded in a pile off to the side, forgotten. Kaji slid her fingers to hook the hem of the dress where the folds met. Korra waited with bated gasps as the firebender drew the fabric down. At first she was embarrassed by the dark shade of her panties, thoroughly soaked and clinging to her. Kaji lifted Korra's leg by the back of the knee and drew the dress over it. She did the same with the other leg. The sandals Korra had been wearing were kicked off. All of her movements were jaunty and disconnected, the anticipation in her muscles causing them to stiffen.
Korra couldn't tear her eyes off the top of Kaji's head as the girl bent down over her abdomen. She had never gone this far before. She had no idea what to expect, what to do. "W-wait," she tried to say. Kaji adamantly ignored her, lowering her lips slowly. Korra's pupils dilated with fear. "Wh-what's going to happen?"
The tremble in Korra's voice stopped Kaji's descent. She lifted her chin to face Korra's averted gaze. The last thing Kaji wanted was for the girl to lose some of her enjoyment because she was afraid. "It will hurt at first, but only a little. Then it will be over and the fun will start."
Kaji tenderly lifted Korra's hips and placed a rag she had obtained from one of the buckets to the side, under her lower back. Korra bit her lip. She didn't like not knowing what was about to transpire, however, she trusted Kaji. The girl hadn't hurt her yet, excluding the sparring match.
"I'll start slowly, then I'll warn you when the time comes. You can hold onto me as hard as you want," Kaji stroked Korra's bare thigh. Her smooth voice calmed Korra's racing mind slightly. Korra nodded an affirmative.
Kaji placed her lips against Korra's nether lips. Her panties were still a protective sheath, keeping the prodigy from taking Korra yet. It was the final question. Kaji was silently requesting permission to continue. Were she to pull back now, Kaji would leave her alone. She wouldn't push or cajole her into doing anything further. Korra sucked in a deep breath and stuck her thumb beneath the strap over her hip. She pulled it down as far as her arm could extend, exposing some of herself to the air which had once been a furnace but was now icy. Kaji took it, brushing her hand against Korra's fingers. Korra let go and allowed the fabric to be pulled down and over her feet. She was fully naked under Kaji's gaze. Kaji gave her one last reassuring smile, so different from her usual smirks, and took Korra's folds into her lips. Korra couldn't hold back her scream. The blinding euphoria rode through her veins and into her heart. The adrenaline was so heavily infused with her system that she thought she would suffer a minor heart attack. Perhaps she was in a way.
Kaji ran her tongue over Korra's clit, lapping up the nectar seeping out of her lover. There was no description that would be able to do it justice. No juice as sweet, no flower as fragrant, no stream as refreshing. Kaji took it all in. Korra writhed in passionate throws under her. Kaji reached a steadying hand to lightly hold Korra's bucking hips in place. She then sucked at the clenching muscles, marveling at the tightness they held. Her teeth grazed Korra's clit, biting with enough pressure to send a wave of gratification coursing down her lover's body. Korra's legs spread as wide as they could, giving her more entrance. She quickly glanced up at Korra's face. It was lost behind her chin, having been thrown back in her throws. For a second, Kaji's attention was ensnared by the way Korra's breasts moved with the rise and fall of her chest. With every gasp of breathe they perked up even more.
Not wanting to lose any more time and risk Korra regaining some cognition, Kaji thrust a finger into her. Korra instinctively tensed when she felt the digit slide into her core. The pain was biting as she felt something burst inside of her. Kaji quickly slid her body up to cover Korra's and held Korra's hand with the one she had left. Korra held onto her for dear life. As Kaji slid in and out, it felt like Korra was going to drown in the mixed waves of pain and pleasure intermittently wracking through her. Kaji slid a second finger in with the first one, stretching Korra to the point where small tears pricked behind her eyes. She refused to let them slide down. Her hips moved to the thrusts of Kaji's hand. Korra was panting so hard she thought she might pass out from oxygen deprivation. A sort of spasm overtook her. It was short; something caged waiting to be let free. Kaji sensed it too, speeding up her thrusts in and out of Korra. Tui and La, push and pull. Korra would have sworn Kaji was a natural waterbender; the way she worked her hands.
As the spasms came more rapidly, Korra began to claw at Kaji's back. She sensed that she needed something to tether her for what was coming. Kaji didn't complain when her kimono fell back and Korra became raking her ivory skin. She simply kept her rhythm.
Korra sensed her climax as it approached. Her entire body became as taught as a string. Her hands ceased their movements up and down Kaji's shoulder blades, fingers digging furrows. Her arms felt leaden and light at the same instant. Her stomach curled in on itself, her heart ceased to beat and the blood simply ran on the velocity it had gained. All of her chi had become concentrated at the point where Kaji was now. Korra released a mewl of anticipation. Kaji slid her fingers in deeper than she had before and curled them toward Korra's bellybutton. Korra's scream was barely covered by a sudden steam burst from the pipelines behind them. The air around them swirled in a mad vortex, knocking everything off the shelves and levitating it. In the eye of the storm, Korra and Kaji rode out her orgasm. Every fiber that had held tension was now loose. Warmth spread through Korra like honey, gooey and slow. Her heart had begun to beat a mile a minute again. Her clitoris thrummed with the aftershocks of her climax. Try as she might, Korra could not regain her breath.
When Korra's rocking subsided and her system came down from its high, Kaji slid her curled fingers out from Korra's center. She sat up, not breaking the contact with Korra's hands, now limply sliding from her upper back to the lower contours of the girl's hips. Kaji brought her fingers up and licked them clean of Korra's fluids. Korra blushed at the provocative gesture, but couldn't turn her eyes away. Kaji's hair was a perfect mess from Korra's twisting fingers. Her cheeks were also flushed and she was breathing hard though not as hard as Korra. Her dress had slightly unfolded, leaving a substantial amount of cleavage showing. Korra reached her hand up and traced a line of sweat from the dip between.
Kaji smiled down at her. "You did very well."
Korra simply gave Kaji an exhausted smile in return. Every muscle in her body was experiencing a minor ache. It felt pleasant in the wake of what they had just done. A broom suddenly fell forward and nearly slapped Korra in the forehead. Kaji quickly swatted it back to lean against the wall. Korra finally turned her attention to the contents of the room. Everything was strewn in heaps on the floor. The shelves that had been so neatly organized had been cleared of everything that had sat on them. One was even missing its top shelf. Kaji gave a small chuckle at the state of their surroundings. Korra couldn't help but feel self-conscious about it.
"I guess we'll have to make a note of that," Kaji joked. "Don't have sex inside because of tornado hazard."
"Sh-shut up," Korra huffed. She couldn't keep her pout for long though. Kaji's grin was infectious. "I guess I better get dressed huh."
"Well, you don't have to," Kaji leaned in to give Korra a light peck on the forehead.
"Pervert," Korra mocked.
She pushed herself up stiffly and located her dress. It had somehow flown up into the piping. Steam hung over them in a thin veil. She must have popped a gasket or something. The fabric was damp with condensed steam. She quickly remedied that. She then found her panties and bra. They were closer to home, hidden among the rope. Kaji handed them to her. Korra's eyes landed on the rag that Kaji had placed behind her. It was soaked crimson with her blood. A cold stone sank in the pit of her stomach.
Kaji noticed her stare. "It happens the first time. Don't worry; it's not an injury or anything."
Korra's ears heated. "So I can't lie to you about this being my first time."
"I wouldn't want you to. It makes this all the more special. Thank you," Kaji whispered the last sentence.
"I should be thanking you," Korra replied as she slid on the dress. "So, how long do we have until sundown now?"
"Hmmm," Kaji placed a finger to her chin in thought. Korra was still iffy in her positioning of the sun despite her firebending prowess. "About seven and a half more hours. Nine and a half if you want to be safe."
"Oh spirits," Korra whined and sat down with her hands folded in front of her chest. Kaji let out a light laugh. Korra soon joined her until they were both leaning against each other in fits of giggles.
P.S. A little short but I updated twice... in one day. So no one can be too mad. This was my first time writing anything explicit like this. I was always more of a "they took the clothes off and on to the next morning" kind of writer. So please be gentle if it sucked. Any reviews are welcome, even flames that will make me curl into a corner and cry. :)