Hey guys its been almost a month and I'm so terribly sorry about that!
According to my little poll, Korratop won. Therefore, here's some Korratop and a long chapter to make up for the late update.
NSFW warning, please enjoy ;)
Sunlight stabbed at Korra's eyelids. She squinted them in hopes to stop the rays from interrupting her deep sleep. She groaned and flipped over away from the offending light and swung her arm over. Eyes still closed, she patted the empty side of the bed with her hand and her eyebrows bunched up in confusion. She didn't remember being alone in the bed.
"Korra…"
Memory of a seductive whisper drifted into her mind. Her eyes shot open and stared at the bed. Did last night really happen? It had to be a dream, there was no way something like that could've actually happened to her. Her eyes darted around the room lit by the morning sun. No sign of Asami. Where'd she go?
Korra listened carefully and she heard distant footsteps echoing off of the hardwood floor. She attempted to fix her appearance as not to look like she had just risen from the grave. She scraped the dry drool from the side of her mouth hastily with her middle finger and attempted to run her fingers through her hair to untangle it. As the footsteps grew louder, she panicked, threw her head down on the pillow, and closed her eyes tight. The footsteps entered the room and she heard a soft plop on the bed next to her.
"Korra, wake up," Asami called out and Korra could hear the smile in her voice.
Korra did an exaggerated groan to seem as if she just woke up and opened her eyes with mock reluctance. Her eyes adjusted to the light and she took in the sight of Asami standing with one hand on her hip, her hair up, sunglasses on top of her head, and a cup with a plastic lid and straw in her hand. Damn, how did this girl look so beautiful in anything?
"I got you some breakfast. Man, you're a heavy sleeper, Korra." She stared at Korra for a second and then narrowed her eyes in a mix of concentration and confusion. "Your hair was a lot messier when I left though…"
Korra's cheeks immediately shaded red and she avoided Asami's eyes. She decided to change the subject. Her attention was turned to the brown paper bag on the bed. She sat up and pulled it close to her then unwrapped it. Inside was a breakfast sandwich, with some fireflakes in the meat patty.
"This looks delicious, Asami! Thank you!" She ended her sentence with a grateful smile. She unwrapped the sandwich and started immediately tearing into it.
"You're welcome," Asami replied with a chuckle. She found the way Korra devoured her meals adorable. She nodded her head towards the cup in her hand. "I also got you a coffee. Wasn't sure what kind you would like, so I just guessed that you liked it with cream and a bit of sugar." She walked towards the bed and handed the cup to her. Korra received it with a big smile with her cheeks puffed out, full of food.
Korra quickly chewed and swallowed the food in her mouth before replying, "Thanks again, I definitely needed this. After all, we have a long trip back to the air temple today."
Asami smiled and nodded, watching Korra finish her sandwich and then abruptly down her iced coffee to dislodge the lump of food in her throat. Her cheeks tinted lightly after a moment, realizing she was staring and she turned to go grab her red suitcase which was off in the corner of the room by the closet.
Korra watched her with interest as she walked. She sat with the straw in her mouth idling sipping the coffee in deep thought. Asami wasn't acting as if anything was different. In fact, she was acting like they had both just gone to sleep last night and she hadn't helped Korra 'take care' of herself.
"Mmm…Don't stop…"
Korra's eyes widened when the memory shot a spear of desire straight to her core. She shook her head violently to rid herself of those deliciously haunting words. Her entire face turned a deep shade of red. God, those words. That voice. Shit, she never knew Asami could sound like that. That was no dream. It was impossible, but it had to be real. There was no way she had that detailed of an imagination.
"Korra?" Asami was now standing close to the bed with a puzzled expression on her face. "Did you hear me?"
Korra forced her eyes to go back to their normal size and cleared her throat as if it would somehow clear her cloudy mind.
"S-sorry, what did you say?" Korra replied shakily.
"I, uh— Are you alright Korra?" Asami inquired, taking note of Korra's expression and flushed features.
Korra forced a smile and shook her head. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine sorry, was just dazed a bit."
Asami gave her a skeptical look, but accepted her answer nonetheless. It seemed like Korra didn't want to talk about whatever was on her mind.
"If you say so," Asami lifted up the handle on the red suitcase that was now by her side. "I asked, if you were almost ready to go?"
Korra's eyes widened and she jumped up out of bed immediately.
"Uh, yes! Yeah, I'm ready!" She replied enthusiastically despite being caught off guard.
Asami smiled genuinely while staying in place and staring at Korra. The smile seemed to grow the longer she stared at Korra's excited expression until she burst into a fit of soft giggles. She brought the back of her curled hand up to her mouth to muffle her laughter. Korra's expression changed into a perplexed one.
"Wha…?" Korra mumbled, half confused and half embarrassed at being Asami's source of amusement.
Asami shook her head with a smile that was containing laughter, then motioned to the Avatar's outfit. God, Korra was entirely too cute and clueless for her own good. Korra glanced down at herself, then her eyes widened and a blush spread across her face. She sheepishly rubbed at the back of her head.
"Heh, I probably should get dressed, huh?" She gave Asami a huge playful grin and Asami mirrored the grin before nodding.
"Yeah, I suppose so." Asami then motioned with her hands in front of her facing outwards and spread them apart to show how the headlines would look. She stared at her imaginary headline as she spoke, "I could see the press now; Avatar Korra travels with Future Industries' Asami Sato scantily clad in her PJs."
She giggled imagining the situation. Korra laughed as well, knowing how much of a PR mess that would be for her. Asami's laughter faded and she was left smiling at the Avatar.
"Anyways, I'll let you get changed. I'll be downstairs waiting when you're done." She widened her smile in a polite manner. Korra noticed those green eyes flicker to her crotch for only a split second before she turned around and headed out, pulling the door handle to close it as she left. Korra could've sworn there was a mischievous glint in her eyes for that second her gaze went to her nether regions. Perhaps she imagined it.
However, that confirmed it for the Avatar. She knew Asami remembered and that proved it! She was going to get Asami to admit she remembered one way or another. She felt heat rise to her cheeks and her nether regions when she recalled that those long slender fingers were in her pants last night.
The feeling made her suddenly aware of the cold damp underwear that clung to her skin. Ugh, she had just fallen asleep after last night and didn't clean herself up and now her underwear were soaked and cold. She pulled her, well Asami's, bottoms down along with her underwear, desperate to get away from that gross cold and wet feeling, stepped out of them before running to grab clean clothes.
Meanwhile downstairs, Asami was sitting on the couch patiently waiting for Korra to finished getting ready. She sunk into the couch and sighed, both frustrated and relieved at the same time. Did she remember last night?
Of course she did.
Asami settled further into the couch as she pictured last night had been laying there attempting to sleep. Then suddenly, on the other side of the bed she heard a rustling of the sheets. She had thought that it was just Korra settling in. However, the rustling had a continuous pattern to it and it made her think the other girl was doing something. She hadn't thought she was doing that though. Well, that is until she listened closer. The sound of heavy breathing drifted to her ears and it made her stomach tingle with pleasure when she realized what the Avatar was doing right next to her.
Asami didn't know what possessed her to do it, but she had needed to get closer to her. So she put her arm on the other girl's waist, she wanted to feel Korra pleasuring herself even if it was just through simple touch like this. Unfortunately, that had made her stop. Asami had tried to slow her breathing to seem as if she was sleeping. It seemed to convince Korra because eventually she had started again. She could feel the Avatar's hands moving slightly both on the upper half and lower half of her. Asami's heart started racing when she felt her moving underneath her arm and she could feel wetness pooling between her legs.
She could hardly believe her ears when Korra said her name. She had to bring her lower lip into her mouth to prevent a moan from escaping because, well, Korra was moaning and saying her name. She was too turned on and the other girl was relieving herself and thinking of her; it broke her self-control. She wanted to let Korra how much she had turned her on. Her mouth seemed to move on its own as it made its way to the other girl's ear. She attempted to tell her how Korra how hot she was. However, she was breathless due to a mixture of pleasure and shock, and all that came out was a whisper of her name.
Asami had regretted saying it when Korra's body had tensed under her arm. At that moment, Korra was scared, and she wanted to do anything to get her to continue again. Her arm had automatically wrapped around the muscular stomach in front of her and pulled herself until she was pressed tightly against her back. Yet, Korra still didn't start again. Asami narrowed her eyes. She decided to try something else. So, she had pulled herself up closer to her ear and tried to motivate her. Her mind hadn't been able to figure out how to voice all the sensual feelings Korra was stirring up inside of her. Therefore, she had told her simply, 'Don't stop'. To further convince the girl to listen to her, she took her soft earlobe into her mouth.
At the time Asami didn't really think of her actions, she just was desperate to hear and feel that amazing girl with a hunger she had never known before. Now thinking back, she wondered how she became so bold. It must've been the lust clouding her mind.
It didn't matter though. Once Korra moaned in response to her action, she hadn't been able to think of anything else. A spike of pleasure stabbed at her core with such an intensity it took her breath from her. God, those moans were like music to her ears. It was a tone of voice she had never heard from Korra before. It was low and breathy and soaked with desperation. It drove Asami to push further.
That's when her hand had moved to find Korra's hand and join it in its ministrations. The hand had hesitated when it felt hers. But Asami wasn't going to let it end like that, so she guided the soft hand that was slightly bigger than hers. She had directed it to do what she knew she liked, hoping Korra would too. A soft 'Fuck' was all the reassurance Asami had needed. God, it was like each moan and erotic word caused heat to travel to her core that brought wetness upon arrival.
At that moment, Asami was so full of need that she could barely contain it. She wanted to feel Korra all over. She couldn't get enough of her. So her hand had been pulled from her bottoms reluctantly, then it traced up her abs through her silk top. They felt like heaven under her fingers. She had a sudden urge to run her tongue over them, but she had held it back not wanting to scare Korra.
After all, the Avatar only let her do this because she was so pent up, right?
She had landed her hand on top of the warm hand rubbing the delicious chest, its rhythm becoming erratic. Asami had bitten down on her lip, suddenly aware that she was breathing quite heavily. How she longed to touch that chest, bare, without a hand or a top restricting her. Nonetheless, she didn't want to push her boundaries. She could, however, control their hands' movements.
She had squeezed lightly, imaging it was the soft flesh of her breast under her hand. Her eyes had closed picturing what Korra must look like completely bare as she rubbed and squeezed, the hand under hers repeating her motions. It wasn't enough, she needed to feel Korra. Maybe if she just let one of her fingers slip off of the other hand, she had thought. Although it would be through clothing, it was more direct than she had ever felt it before. So she slid her thumb off of Korra's hand, and it happened to be right on top of the other girl's hardened nub. Her eyes widened as she realized what it was.
The feeling of the contrast between the hardened nub and the smooth texture of the silk beneath her thumb was delicious. Knowing that she was almost directly touching Korra, made a rush of liquid dampen her underwear. She slid her thumb across the silk and the hardened nipple. She couldn't hold herself back. She wanted to taste more of Korra so she simultaneously sunk her teeth into the back of Korra's neck.
That seemed to be the right move because almost immediately Korra started crying out in pleasure. She moaned, muffled into the caramel skin once she heard the Avatar call out her name as she reached her climax. God, it had been so damned hot. She almost came herself then, just hearing and feeling the strong girl tremble against her. Then the weight of the situation hit her fully.
Not wanting to break the sensual spell that had been put on the two, she quickly withdrew her mouth and moved her arm so it was draped over her firm waist instead while Korra was busy recovering. She had nuzzled her face into the back of Korra's neck and inhaled her sweet scent contently. The next thing she knew it was morning and she was still snuggled up to Korra.
The flushed girl was snapped back to reality by the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. She straightened herself up and tried to calm herself. That delicious memory had only served to turn her on again. She hadn't cared about not getting release last night because Korra's own was more than enough for her. However, right now her nether regions reminded her with each needy pulse that she would need to take care of herself as well.
She suddenly stood up as Korra was joining her downstairs. Her throat was cleared as she tried manipulate her demeanor so it didn't suggest that she was actually overcome with arousal. She didn't meet the Avatar's eyes right away.
"You got everything, Korra?"
Korra nodded happily even though Asami was not looking at her.
"Yeah, sure do!"
Asami walked towards the door and up to her suitcase which was staged beside it. She pulled up her suitcase's handle and turned around to face the Avatar, smiling. Korra gave her back the same smile, albeit brighter. She turned back around and opened the door, blinded suddenly by the light pouring in. Everything was white in front of her. She reached behind her and grabbed a hold of Korra's wrist.
"Come on, let's go to the air temple!" She exclaimed with a sudden burst of excitement as she pulled Korra and her bag along into the promising brightness.
Korra's eyes widened in surprise but then regained their normal size as an ecstatic grin overtook her face at Asami's playful attitude. It was a happy contrast to her gloomy mood that had shrouded her lately. She gladly trailed after Asami, hopeful for what the next few days held in store for them.
The ride to the air temple was mostly uneventful. Asami sat at the reins with Korra, not wanting to fall asleep and have the other girl make the trip all by herself again. They sat in comfortable silence while they watched the clouds and scenery splayed out in front of them. Asami gently leaned against Korra and laid her head upon her broad shoulder. Korra visibly gulped, her cheeks tinting lightly at the contact. Asami sighed contently and it caused Korra to relax. A light smile touched her lips as she concentrated on guiding the flying bison in the right direction. She got lost in a daydream and before Korra knew it, they were at the air temple.
Korra sat upright suddenly.
"We're here!" She started guiding the bison to the ground.
The sudden motion and yelling woke Asami up – when did she fall asleep? And she also straightened up with a smile on her face. The air temple always gave off this nice comforting aura that made her feel at ease. Korra looked over at her, and they locked eyes. She gave her a warm reassuring grin.
"Home sweet home." Korra said in a whisper and it made Asami's heart leap in her chest. She knew what the Avatar meant by that; she was telling her that she could stay as long as she wanted. That Asami was welcome here.
The bison landed softly despite its massive size. It seemed, however, people took notice of their arrival.
"Korra's back! Korra's back!" Meelo yelled as he came running out with Ikki and Jinora following closely behind. Once he ran up to the flying bison, he shot a burst of air to the ground to boost himself onto the bison. As soon as he landed he ran up to Korra and half-tackled half-hugged her.
"Oof." Korra grunted as the weight of the boy slammed into her. She wrapped an arm around him and then ruffled his short black hair. Jinora and Ikki helped Asami get their bags off the bison and then Asami jumped down.
"Where did you and Asami go, Korra?" Jinora inquired as she started pulling up the handle for Asami's suitcase. Korra tinted lightly before separating from Meelo and jumping down landing softly due to airbending.
"Uh, we had to go to Republic City to grab some things for Asami." Meelo jumped down, allowing himself to float down like a feather to the ground.
"What took so long?" Ikki inquired as she picked up Korra's bag for her. At this, Korra's blush spread across her entire face. She scratched at the back of her head. She hadn't been prepared for an interrogation when she came back.
"Uh, well, I didn't mean — it wasn't reall-"
"It was my fault," Asami interjected. "I insisted on giving her a tour of the estate and taking her for a girl's night out on the town." She looked over at Korra and smiled innocently, though there seemed to be an impish twinkle in her eyes.
"Well next time, you should let us know before you go off on a spontaneous trip." A gentle feminine voice spoke up. Korra and Asami turned to this voice where they saw Pema standing and holding Rohan who was draped on her, asleep.
"We're sorry, Pema." Asami said softly, before bending at the waist in an apologetic manner. Korra still stood tall, so Asami elbowed her in the side. The Avatar jerked, and then took the hint and bent down too.
"Sorry, Pema."
"Okay, okay, it's alright girls. I'll forgive you this time. But next time, you had better let Tenzin or me know that you're leaving." The two straightened up and smiled, both nodding in agreement. "Now, come on inside everyone. Dinner's almost ready." Jinora, Ikki, and Meelo cheered, before starting to head inside.
"Race ya!" Meelo yelled out before taking off.
"Hey! No fair! You're not carrying anything!" Ikki argued, taking off as fast as she could despite her protest. Jinora took off past her pulling Asami's bag along and sticking a tongue out at her younger sibling as she passed. Ikki huffed angrily before disappearing after them. Pema smiled and shook her head at her children's antics before heading inside as well.
Korra and Asami just stood side by side looking towards where the others took off. Korra rubbed the back of her head sheepishly before speaking up.
"I guess we should head in too, huh?" Asami giggled in response.
"Yeah, I am pretty hungry." She started walking towards the inside. The sway of her hips drew Korra's eyes like a magnet. The Avatar hadn't realized she was staring until Asami spoke again, unexpectedly far ahead of her. She called over her shoulder, a knowing smirk upon her lips, her smoldering green eyes locking with Korra's chilled blue ones. "You coming?"
Korra blushed as she willed her feet to move and follow after her. She suddenly had a feeling that Asami knew exactly what kind of effect she had on her.
Dinner was spent getting lectured by Tenzin about how irresponsible Korra was, leaving unannounced. She took the lecture with an annoyed but otherwise blank face, Tenzin never giving her a chance to defend herself. Korra just tuned his voice out while eating the delicious food that Pema had prepared.
After dinner, Korra and Asami helped clean up. They were both glad that Tenzin had finally stopped droning on about Korra's apparent immaturity. Pema thanked them for the help when they were done and they nodded before they started to head off to their respective rooms.
Asami closed the sliding door behind her and smiled at the fact that Jinora had kindly brought her suitcase to her room. She walked up to it, laid it down, and unzipped it. She started pulling clothes out and pulling them away in the small wardrobe located in the room. She sat aside a pair of PJs consisting of a spaghetti strap tank and shorts that weren't as short as the ones she had worn at her place. She then undressed and quickly changed into them before returning to put away her clothes.
Out of nowhere, a light knock was heard at the door interrupting her unpacking. Her eyebrows were pulled together in confusion as she looked at the door wondering who could be knocking right now. She got up from her spot where she was kneeling in front of her suitcase and started to head towards the door. She slid the door open just as Korra was about to knock again, her knuckles nearly connecting with Asami's face. Korra's blue eyes went wide and her hand immediately froze in place, preventing her from knocking directly on Asami's face.
"Oh—ah, sorry!" She yanked her hand quickly down to her side with a blush on her face. Asami just quirked an eyebrow at her in response.
"Hi Korra, I was just in the middle of unpacking." Korra's eyes shot past her and noticed her open wardrobe and suitcase.
"Oh, uh, I see. I'm sorry for interrupting." The light red tint spread up to her ears.
"That's alright," Asami assured her. They stood there looking at each other for a little while. Korra's eyes shifted to the ground and Asami watched her with rising curiosity. "Was there something you needed?"
Korra's eyes shot up in realization that she had knocked on Asami's door and had just been standing there in silence.
"Oh! Yeah, I wanted to… to talk to you about something." She bit her lip nervously. Asami regarded her with interest before stepping aside.
"Oh, okay, of course. Come in, then." Korra walked past her into the small room and Asami pulled the door close behind her. She then turned around and looked at Korra patiently.
Korra took a deep breath before starting, "I wanted to ask you… if you remembered."
Now it was Asami's turn to blush, knowing exactly what Korra was asking about. However, she wanted to play it dumb, hoping Korra wouldn't press the issue. Last night, she had temporarily lost focus of her decision not to try to jeopardize their friendship.
"Remember what?"
Korra took notice of Asami's blush and scrunched her face in frustration at her for making her directly state it.
"Last night."
Korra swallowed after saying that, afraid of Asami's response. Perhaps she wouldn't remember, or even worse. She would tell her that she was disgusted by Korra's 'activities' last night. That what she did last night was just to mess with her. Korra's bright blue eyes bore into Asami's green ones, searching frantically in the silence for some sort of answer. She could practically see the wheels turning in Asami's head. And yet she stood there, staring back into her eyes and saying nothing.
"Asami?" Korra pressed on, hoping to snap her out of her daze. The word seemed to bring life to the other girl because she abruptly straightened up, blinking the trance from her eyes.
"Well… I-I actually have to start getting ready for bed. I'm… tired from the trip today so…" Asami quickly replied with a shaky voice. She turned on her heel and reached for the handle to her door to pull it open.
Behind her, Korra's blue eyes were wide with shock. She was crestfallen and her face showed it. Her eyes cast down to the ground. She couldn't believe that Asami would go to such lengths to avoid speaking about this. Was Asami really disgusted by her? Was it that bad that they couldn't even speak about it? Maybe she should just let it go, if she really didn't want to talk about it that much. She stood there before a few seconds before she heard the sound of the door sliding open. She decided then.
No. She is the Avatar. The fucking Avatar. She was not going to let her avoid this again. She was not going to let Asami avoid her. She was not going to let her drive a wedge between their friendship all because she didn't want to talk about this. No, screw that. That chain of thoughts spurred something inside of Korra. She may not be confident with matters of the heart, but she could get an answer from Asami. She would get an answer from her.
All of a sudden, Korra was behind Asami with a speed that the other girl hadn't expected. She slammed her hand past Asami's face to grab a hold of the door, preventing it from opening any further. Asami gasped in surprise at the abrupt motion.
"Wha-" She started angrily as turned her head to look at Korra from over her shoulder before her words caught in her throat. The anger immediately vanished and her green eyes widened at the expression on Korra's face. Her blue eyes had darkened and were unfocused, staring straight ahead at the door. Her face was blank, however there was an unknown emotion glinting across her eyes. The sight made Asami swallow her words. She knew it was unreasonable to be afraid of Korra. However, a chill was sent down her spine in a mixture of arousal and a bit of unjustified fear at the demeanor of the Avatar.
The Avatar used her brute strength to pull the door from Asami's grip and slam it closed. Korra's other hand shot up and blasted a wave of air towards her lamp that was plugged in on the small nightstand by her bed. It knocked the lamp off of the nightstand onto her bed, the force of it effectively unplugging it. They were suddenly plunged into darkness.
"Korra, what the h-" Asami tried to say, before strong hands grabbed her shoulders, spun her around and slammed her against the wall adjacent to the door. There wasn't much force behind the slam, but it knocked a gasp of surprise out of Asami nevertheless. Powerful hands closed around Asami's wrists, pulled them over her head, and pinned them to the wall. Asami felt a wave of excitement go through her body at the feeling.
Korra then stomped heavily on the ground, causing rock to push out from the wall next to Asami's wrists. Suddenly, the grip on Asami's wrists was gone. Before she had a chance to react, Korra's hands pulled forward, palms facing the Avatar, pulling the rock further from the wall. Then her hands flipped, and pushed forward, manipulating the rock so it bended around Asami's slender wrists. It fit snugly around them and Asami shuddered at the feeling of the cold rock against her skin.
Asami's eyes suddenly widened as the revelation of the situation hit her. She attempted to pull her hands down lightly, testing how tight the rock was around her wrists. Sure enough, she couldn't free her hands. She bit down on her lip, simultaneously hating and loving the feeling of being trapped. A rush of arousal flooded her underwear when she realized she was completely vulnerable in front of Korra. She swallowed thickly.
Through the soft light pouring in from the hallway underneath the door, Asami could see that though still a darker shade than usual, the blue eyes in front of her had softened. Korra walked closer to her until there were only a few centimeters from their bodies.
"Don't worry, Asami. I would never hurt you," Korra whispered softly, her voice slightly deeper than usual. Asami already knew it, but found it endearing that she made sure to reassure her. "I just don't want you to run away this time."
Another chill ran down Asami's spine at the last sentence, out of pure pleasure this time. Korra got closer, positioning her lips by Asami's ear. The warm breath tickled Asami's skin and raised goosebumps on her arms. Korra was oblivious to the fact that Asami had extremely sensitive ears. She felt her nether region pulse at the new position. She was currently very aware of the fact that all this time she spent teasing Korra, and then helping Korra relieve herself, but she hadn't been able relieve herself.
"Now," Korra whispered huskily against her ear. "I have to ask again and I hope you'll give me a clear answer this time." Asami swallowed, knowing what she was going to ask. "Do you remember what happened last night?"
Succumbing to Korra's overpowering personality, Asami slowly nodded her head. She didn't know if she could speak right now. Her senses were in overdrive at the moment and her heart was thumping heavily in her ears.
"I need you to say it," Korra said with a commanding voice. Then quickly added in, "Please."
Asami's breathing started picking up. She liked to be in control at all times, but somehow it turned her on to no end knowing that Korra was in control right now.
"Y-yes," Asami said softly, the arousal apparent in her voice. She didn't trust her voice to say more than one word. Upon hearing her reply, a deep breath was let out against her ear. Her body shook at the flood of pleasure that came through her, her ear tingling.
"Thank you," the Avatar said on a relieved exhale. Suddenly, hands were placed on her hips and it startled Asami. "Do you know what you've been doing to me, Asami?" Her voice dropped into a tone that Asami recognized from last night; it was dripping with desire. The way Korra said her name made her tingle. She bit down on her lip lightly, the desire in Korra's voice sparking desire in her own body. A thumb went under her tank top to brush against the bare skin of her hip. The touch sent a shock through Asami's body. She relished in the feeling of Korra against her skin. However, she was unprepared for Korra's next words, and had she not been held up by her wrists and propped against the wall, her legs might've given out. "Let me show you."
Lips abruptly attached themselves to the skin of her neck. Asami couldn't stop the cry that fell from her lips at the feeling of the warm lips against her neck. Both hands slid under her tank and cupped her bare hips. Her thumbs brushed over the hollow of her hips in small circles. Asami hadn't known that that spot was an erogenous zone, but now she knew as tingles spread through her body. Those soft lips trailed kisses down her neck. They stopped their journey at her pulse point.
Korra's hands pushed her tank up her toned stomach, pressing firmly against her skin as she slid it upwards. Asami's stomach wasn't split into deep abs like the Avatar, but her muscles were definitely apparent. One of Korra's hands traced down the toned line cut in the middle of Asami's stomach with light touches. A shudder went through Asami's body at the teasing touch. The other hand went back to her hip. Asami felt a warm wet presence swipe across her pulse point and she let out a groan of pleasure mixed with sexual frustration.
All of this was too much and yet not nearly enough for her. Her underwear were flooded at this point. The mental stimulation of being controlled mixed with the physical stimulation of the wonderful hands, tongue, and lips on her skin turned her on entirely too much. She had been fantasizing about Korra touching her for so long. Now that it was happening, while Korra was in control of herself, i.e., sober and not in the Avatar state, her mind and body could barely handle it.
Kisses started being trailed lower down her neck to her collarbone and Asami closed her eyes in response. She took in the feeling of the soft kisses heating her skin, and the hand which was dancing across her stomach, seeming to map out the sensitive skin there. Her eyes shot open however, when she felt kisses traveling to the top of her breasts which poked out from her tank top. Her bottom lip started trembling uncontrollably as if she were cold, but her body was on fire. She whimpered instinctively when she felt those lips leave her skin. She wanted to pull Korra's head back down, and probably would've were her hands not bound.
She looked at Korra, who had apparently lifted her head to take in her appearance. She was panting heavily as those dark blue eyes slowly slithered over her form, from her face to her stomach and then lower, their path slow and deliberate. Asami felt naked under the intense gaze.
She knew she must look wild and probably desperate. Her hair was no longer neat having been ruffled from being pressed against the wall. Sweat clung to her figure from the abrupt rise in her body temperature. Her mouth was parted slightly as she frantically tried to take in the air that Korra had knocked from her. Her eyes were half-lidded and probably several shades of green darker as well. Her arms being trapped above her head was probably the pathetic cherry on her cake of desperation.
Those blue eyes stopped their voyage at her rapidly heaving chest, and stayed locked there for several moments. Asami was getting impatient, she had been built up for far too long. Wanting to get her point across without saying it and making herself look pitiful, Asami arched her back off of the wall, effectively pushing her chest out towards Korra. The eyes that held that powerful gaze widened and quickly leaned in.
Asami wasn't expecting the lips to attach to that spot where a dark pink hickey remained. She definitely wasn't expecting for that tongue to dart out and soothe the spot. Her legs started trembling, threatening to give out, and she bit down on her still shaking bottom lip to still it.
"Mmm… K-Korra," Asami whimpered out pleadingly. She couldn't take this amazing torture anymore. She needed release and she needed it now. Korra's eyes glanced up through her eyelashes to meet Asami's, her mouth still attached to the top of her breast. The sight of Korra on her breast while her blue eyes stared into hers turned her on even more. She could feel her resolve cracking with every second of this encounter. The lips were pulled back from her skin only slightly, the breath chilling the wet spot on her chest.
"Yes?" Korra whispered in a low voice, her lips brushing against the skin with the inquisitive word.
Asami was slightly taken aback. She hadn't been trying to get her attention by saying her name. She had hoped that saying it would be enough to convey what she wanted. It would be too much for her to directly state what she wanted, what she needed from Korra. Gulping, she decided to try to express what she meant by showing her.
"P-please…" Asami bucked her hips against Korra with a desperate moan, adding a clear intent behind that word.
At this, Korra's mouth gaped and her blue eyes widened, keeping her gaze locked on Asami's eyes. She seemed to understand what she was asking for now. She held Korra's gaze unwaveringly, knowing that Korra was searching for some of assurance that she wanted this. Korra visibly swallowed before redoubling her efforts.
It was almost as if a dam broke and allowed deep desires to flood through. The Avatar's lips and hands suddenly became frenzied. Her lips started trailing open mouthed kisses across her chest, easing the fabric lower and lower. Meanwhile, her hands ran hurriedly across her stomach, seeming to want to feel all of her. Her hands stopped when they got to the material of her shorts. They slowly started pushing the clothing down that was there, far too slow for Asami's taste.
Asami moaned out as Korra trailed kisses down the valley between her breasts. She felt like she was going to burst into flames if she couldn't get release. She pushed her hips forward desperately, hoping it would cause the other girl to speed up her actions. Korra seemed to get the message, and her shorts were swiftly pulled down to her thighs. Asami closed her eyes, happily ready to take in the sensations Korra was about to give her. She could hear her heart pounding in her heated ears. She had never been this aroused before in her life.
Knock. Knock.
Her eyes shoot open, immediately as wide as they can go. Her heart starts pounding with panic. Korra's head pops up from the place it was at her chest, and her eyes are just as wide as Asami's. They stare at each other for a second in mutual horror. Another series of knocks resounds at the door. It seems to cause Korra to spring into motion. She quickly pulls up Asami's shorts, and smooths down the other girl's currently ruffled hair. It was franticly affectionate, Asami noted. Then she smooths down her own. She stands in place for a second, her eyes darting but not really looking at anything.
"Asami? Are you in there?" Tenzin's voice calls from the other side of the door. Korra moves to reach for the door, clearly not thinking straight. Asami's eyes widened even further.
"Mmm!" Asami calls out in a hushed frantic voice, trying to get Korra's attention. Korra looks over at her, still connected to the wall at the wrists, and a look of realization appears on her face with wide eyes. She acts quickly, grounding her feet and putting her hands together, backs of palms touching, before pulling them apart, causing the rock to pull away from her wrists. Asami quickly lowered her hands when they were free. Korra then pushed her palms forward, which in turn caused the rock to sink back into the wall.
Asami then rushed forward to open the door, pushing Korra aside. She took a few calming breaths to center herself while holding onto the handle of the door. She then pulled the door open, with what she hoped to a normal expression on her face.
"Hey Tenzin," Asami said in an overly happy and slightly breathless voice.
Tenzin was turned sideways, in the process of leaving since he thought Asami wasn't there. He turned back around at the sound of Asami's voice.
"Hello Asami, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night," Tenzin started. He noticed that Korra was next to her. "Oh, hello Korra, this explains why you didn't answer your door. I, uh…" He paused. His eyes scanned over the two girls in front of him. A light blush coated his cheeks. He continued, after averting his eyes, "Well… I just wanted to tell you, Korra, to get some rest tonight."
Asami's face twisted in a confused expression. She wondered why Tenzin looked at them like that, they had fixed themselves up. She glanced over at Korra, there was nothing out of the ordinary about her besides a faint glimmer of sweat and a pink hue across her face. Then, she glanced down at herself. Oh. That was what he was looking at. Her shirt was still bunched up to just below her bra, and her shorts were low on her hips. Her entire face turned red, and she quickly tugged her tank down to cover her stomach. Tenzin still had his eyes on the suddenly interesting wall next to her door. Korra was oblivious of his suddenly modesty towards them.
"Why?" Korra asked him, puzzled. Tenzin's eyes met Korra's. Out of the corner of his eye, he noted that Asami's shirt was now covering her skin.
"Because you're heading to the Earth Kingdom in the morning."
What did you guys think? Did you like Asami's point of view of last chapter?
Oh, by the way the update was late because my computer broke and I didn't have access to one except at work.
And Asamitop fans, you better speak up if you wanna see seductive Asami in action! Lol