I'm so sorry I took so long. Been crazy busy. Reviews feed my soul.
Rest.
Asami likes watching Korra sleep.
No, not in a creepy Edward Cullen style way. She doesn't watch from the window or the corner of the room. Asami just has a tendency to wake up before her girlfriend does, when the sun just starts to peek over the horizon.
Asami blinks her eyes and yawns quietly, careful not to move too much. She doesn't want to disturb the sleeping form that has entangled herself with Asami. Asami lays in Korra's arms, head on her chest, and their legs are tangled in a complicated web of limbs that somehow occurred after last night.
Wow... Last night.
Last night is the reason neither of them have a stitch of clothing on.
And Asami loves it.
It's right now, that Asami gently lifts her head (though she doesn't know why. Korra sleeps like a rock) and peers through hooded eyes at the avatar. Now, she can drink in all the small details.
Korra's eyelashes reach down and touch her cheeks.
Her hair is a knotted mess that spills everywhere over the pillow.
Her mouth curls up into a sideways smile sometimes when she's having a really good dream.
Her lips are just a shade lighter than her skin, and seem to be the only part of her that's completely soft.
Her hands (which by the way, Asami can't see, since they're resting on Asami's back. But she's felt their touch enough times to know) are small, but warm and rough and calluses and know how to make Asami feel oh, so, good.
Her breaths are deep. They make her chest rise and fall. And even though Asami is exhausted, the sight is still quite tantalizing... Tempting... But Asami won't touch. She wouldn't dare wake her.
Her shoulders are broad. And wrapped with muscle. Well, honestly, most of her is wrapped in muscle. Asami likes it. Korra's strong. She should look the part.
Korra pulls Asami closer unconsciously. Korra is only possessive of her in sleep. And Asami doesn't mind. She wants to be Korra's. She just can't be claimed out in the open.
Finally, after a couple hours, Korra wakes up to see Asami pretending to sleep. She knows Asami watches her. But it doesn't bother her at all.
In fact, she sort of loves it. It almost makes her wish she woke up before Asami does so she could return the favor. After all, Asami is strikingly beautiful...
But then again... An avatar needs her sleep.