Woot, another chapter! Hope you're ready for the first Korra and Asami interaction!
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Asami was on her feet at an instant, her back to the wall. Fucking hell, it was her. Of all goddamn people.
Was she really stalking her?
The alpha's gaze was dark and Asami could tell by the tension in her jaw that her teeth were clenched. Why was she looking at her jaw?
Asami swallowed a dry lump in her throat, though it didn't feel any better. Her heart was pounding against her ribcage and thousands of prayers to Raava rambled through her mind. It was probably just gibberish. Her lungs urged her to breathe, she couldn't. She simply couldn't.
Not with the alpha staring her down intensely.
Asami shuddered and pressed her back harder against the wall. Strained whimpers escaped her.
The alpha's nostrils flared as she took in a deep breath and her muscles tensed visibly, an audible but low growl rumbling through her vocal cords.
Thank Raava Asami still remembered her ten years of self defense classes. But would her omega hinder her from acting?
After what seemed liked a year of silence, the alpha spoke. "You're not mated." she said.
"W-what?" Asami squeaked.
The girl took a step forward, her head tilted to the side. "The scent you're carrying on the jacket. It's not a mate's."
"How do you know?" Asami's voice turned hoarse from nervousness.
She heard a low, amused chuckle. "I have a better sense of smell than everyone in this building. I could smell your heat clear as day."
For the upteenth time in the past couple of days, fuck.
"Is it really that bad?" Asami managed.
"To me, yes." the alpha said. She crossed her arms. "You can relax, by the way. I'm not going to take you."
Asami bit her lip, considering the circumstances, and let her shoulders slack a bit. "But... isn't it too much for you?" She looked down briefly. "I saw how you were staring at me." She wouldn't bother to mention that she felt it, too.
Another laugh. "Trust me, you're positively alluring. Sometimes I just have very good self control."
"And the other times?" Asami dared to ask.
"Let's just say there wouldn't be much talking." the girl said with a teasing smirk.
Asami wasn't quite sure how to take that. Instead, she cleared her throat and stood from the wall. "S-so, what makes now so different?"
"I try to be respectful of an omega's privacy." the alpha replied. "Especially one in heat. I've been working on patience and control during my training." She rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm sorry if I creeped you out before. I've only done a couple of sessions with the omegas where I'm staying and your scent is really something."
Asami's ears turned red. "Yours is, too." she admitted. "I could pick up your musk in seventh period yesterday."
"And you automatically assume it was me?" the girl said.
The engineer's eyes widened at the realization of her confession and she flushed darker. "W-well, I just... you were-"
The Water Tribe Native laughed loudly, grinning. "I'm just kidding. I know my aroma is stronger than most." She walked up to Asami and held out her hand. "And, uh, the girl under the alpha scent? Her name is Korra."
Asami looked Korra up and down, her eyes trailing from her feet to her eyes then down to her outstretched hand. Korra was built. Like a remodeled satomobile fresh off the showroom floor.
Built.
She lost count by then how many times she uttered a mental curse.
"Ahem, world to omega?" Korra said, grinning broadly. "Anyone home?"
Asami blinked and forced herself to take her hand, practically melting in her grip. She ignored the sparks rushing to her center. "Asami. Asami Sato."
"Sato?" Korra said as she retracted her hand and raised an eyebrow. "There's no way I'm speaking to the CEO of Future Industries."
"The one and only." Asami said.
"Then I must say it is an honor." Korra said, and her grin became playful. She waggled an eyebrow. "I sincerely hope my actions haven't given me a bad name."
"N-no, of course not." Asami said. She hated herself for stuttering, but Korra was so close. So close... Asami felt like she was being wrapped in the smokey atmosphere of the alpha.
Seeing the distress in the omega's eyes, Korra frowned. "I'm sorry, am I making you uncomfortable?" She stepped back respectively. "I know how hard it can be for omegas to be around alphas when they're in heat."
Goddamn it, stop being so nice. "Ah, no, you're fine." Asami said. "I just, um, I don't..."
Korra chuckled. "It's alright, I understand. Whaddya say we hang out, though? When you're not...y'know. We can get to know each other a little better."
Spirits, she wants to get to know me! Asami feared her heart really was going to split her chest then. Well, say something! Anything! "Sure. That sounds nice."
Korra's eyes sparkled with mischievous excitement. She reached into her pocket and took out a pen. She gently took Asami's arm, leaving her a flustered mess, and scribbled something on her wrist. "You can call or text me whenever. I'm pretty much a night owl."
"O-okay." Asami said with a short nod.
Korra started backing away from her, but kept their gazes locked. "I'll see you later, Asami." She turned around and, just as she was out the door, she paused. "Oh, wait." She took her backpack from her shoulders and opened the pocket, taking out a black and gray notebook. She tossed it carefully to Asami, who caught it a second before it slapped her in the face.
"My sketch book..." she said, skimming her hand on the cover.
"I was walking by and saw it on the desk." Korra said. "I could tell it was yours the second I smelled you on it. I figured you would come looking for it, but I wouldv'e given it to you tomorrow if you didn't."
"But there's no school tomorrow. It's Saturday." Asami said.
"You think it's hard to find out where you live?" Korra said.
That was true. How hard could it be to get the address of the youngest industry owner? "Well. Thank you."
Korra nodded, giving another smile, and leaving the room. It was then that Asami heard another set of footsteps come up the hallway and Opal came in, her worried expression shifting to one of relief.
"There you are!" she said. "I thought something happened!"
Asami hugged the notebook to her chest, enjoying the scent of Korra on it. "No, I'm fine. I found my book."
"Good, now let's go. The movie starts in forty-five minutes." Opal said.
~Meanwhile~
"Korra, you are swimming in dangerous ass waters." Kuvira warned as she and Korra left the school yard.
"What are you talking about?" Kora said, annoyed.
"You don't have time to be mating right now." Kuvira said. "You have... duties. And Asami can and will get in the middle of them."
"No one even know who, or what, I am yet." Korra said. "Besides, isn't that all we alphas are supposed to do? Find ourselves a mate and stay with them? Have kids, grow old together, shit like that?"
"Not when that alpha is the Avatar!" Kuvira whispered angrily.
Korra rolled her eyes. "I never even said I wanted to be with her. She's in heat, I'm affected by it. That's every single one of us out there."
"Dude, I've been your best friend for a long time. I know you know that you're full of bullshit." Kuvira said. "Watch, soon you're gonna be courting her."
Korra stopped walking, holding her arms out. She grimaced. "Alright, let's say I was interested in her. Let's say I did court her. Do you know how many guys, and probably girls, go after a girl like that? I'd be lucky if she even glanced over whatever present I gave her before tossing it over her shoulder."
"You clearly know very little about Asami Sato." Kuvira said.
"And you know so much." Korra huffed.
"More than you, obviously." Kuvira said. "She's not a typical rich girl. I'm sure you can tell that by now. She's actually one of the nicest girls you'll ever meet, according to articles and interviews."
"What do I even get a girl that has everything?" Korra grumbled.
"You said you're hoping to learn more about her, right? Why don't you start with being different from the other dickheads out there and treat her with respect? Once you know enough about her, you go from there." Kuvira said.
Korra smiled. "Now I remember why you're my best friend."
"You never should've forgotten."
~Later~
Rule number one when being friends with Opal: be careful what you tell her. Asami learned the hard way when she first became friends with her. Why she couldn't remember that rule now, she didn't know.
"You got her number?!" Opal squealed, staring at Asami's wrist.
"Opal, please, quiet down." Asami said. She was blushing heavily. "The whole world doesn't need to know."
After the movie, Asami drove Mako and Bolin home and started to bring Opal to her house when the younger girl noticed Asami's arm. Her yell of surprise almost caused Asami to swerve and crash. Thus, she pulled over in order for Opal to get it all out while she wasn't driving.
"Still! You finally picked someone!" Opal said.
"Technically, she picked me. She asked to hang out and wrote her number on me." Asami said.
"And you let her!" Opal said.
"I froze at the fact that she was close to me. It was uncertain consent." Asami said. She took her hand back and looked down at the number. "She wants to get to know me better."
"Oooh, I smell a locked bedroom door in the near future." Opal joked, poking Asami in her side.
Asami couldn't remember how many times she'd blushed in the last two days alone. "Not like that, Ope. She wants to be friends."
"Asami, we both know alphas." Opal said. "If she really can smell your heat, then it's guaranteed that you'll end up doing more than just hanging out."
"How could someone so adorable have such a dirty mind?" Asami said, looking at Opal.
Opal gave her a look. "I'm the youngest girl in a family full of boys. You learn things."
"Well, whatever. Korra said that she could wait until I'm not in heat." Asami replied.
"It's gonna happen way before then." Opal said. "You can't stand waiting to get to know people you just met."
"And I also want to keep my virginity. You pick which one is top priority." Asami said as she started up her car.
"You're gonna lose it." Opal sang under her breath, grinning slightly.
"Do you want to walk to your house from here?" Asami threatened.
Opal didn't talk for the rest of the ride.
~Late that night~
Asami sat on her bed, staring at her phone. She was bored after having added all necessary modifications to her blueprints, and remembered that she had Korra's phone number.
You don't have to call her, just text her. she thought. She did say whenever.
She bit her lip and her hands grabbed her sheets. She never thought she'd be so nervous to text someone before. After all, she was a social person.
But this was Korra. Alpha Korra, whom Asami was positive that she'd end up falling for if she wasn't careful.
"I'm always careful." she muttered to herself. "Always."
Then again, when had there ever been another time that she met someone who affected her so badly?
Her center burned in response.
Asami's eyes found her clock. It was ten fifty three. She wasn't so surprised that it took her quite a few hours to complete her blueprints, it usually took longer. So what was she to do with all this "extra time"? Sit on her bed and debate whether or not she was a Sato or a chicken.
Just do it! Asami heard in her mind.
Shut up, Shia.
Hesitantly, Asami grabbed her phone off the dresser and opened her contacts. She'd long since put Korra's number in her phone, so she would be free to wash it off her wrist. She scrolled through, get anxiety peaking when she reached Korra's name. She tapped the message icon beside her number and her text messages opened up.
Breathe.
Asami: Hey, it's Asami.
She practically tossed her phone down on the bed and stared at the screen. It chimed only a second later and she scrambled to grab it.
Korra: Hey :)
Okay. She answered. Asami thought. Don't get ahead of yourself. Be simple.
Asami: What's up?
Yeah, that's good.
Korra: Not much, just finished training actually. Figured I'd be hearing from you tonight haha
She was waiting for Asami to text her. Dear Raava, help her.
Asami: Really? Didn't think I was worth waiting for.
Korra: If only you could meet yourself ;)
Goddamn it, she was smoother than Asami thought.
Korra: Oh, and I may have looked in your sketch book. Very impressive
Asami: Wow, thanks. But those are just ideas that I take with me. The real work is in my workshop and factory
Korra: Mind giving me a tour sometime?
"She wants a tour." Asami muttered. "Of my factory and workshop."
She really hated it when Opal was right.
Asami: Sure :) wanna come by tomorrow?
Korra: :( won't you still be in heat?
Damn it. She had a point. But she really wanted to hang out with Korra.
Asami: We might be able to work it out.
Korra: Asking me to stay is an open invitation
Asami: You said yourself you have incredible self control ':)
Korra: Is that a challenge?
You're in too deep, Asami! Pull back, pull back!
Asami: Depends. You afraid?
Didn't pull back enough. In fact, you sunk even further.
Korra: I can come over at five after training
Asami: Awesome. See you then
Korra: Yep.
Asami placed her phone back on her dresser and fell back onto the bed. Her heart was racing and her lower half flared. Tomorrow, she'd be with Korra.
Alone.
In her cramped workshop and expanded factory.
What had she gotten herself into?
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Sorry if everything seemed a little off. My timing for this story will be all wrong, so just work with me. This all takes place over the course of ten days. Everything will be cramped and possibly rushed.
Thanks for reading!