Menage A Trois (Part One)
"Congratulations" Mako whispered as he pressed his lips against her own. She was warm in his arms having just taken a shower and dried off. His teeth lingered on her bottom lip, pulling on her plump flesh until she elicited a muffled groan. "You survived the day"
He pinned her against the wall as his hands explored her nude flesh, circling her nipples before pinching the peaks. She arched her back and gasped enjoying the piercing pain. His palms pressed against her abs, gliding down her ridged curves. She was so smooth and yet firm in his grasp. He ventured further down her body to the space between her legs.
A small gasp escaped her lips at his fervent touch.
Mako pressed his fingers along Korra's clit, using her natural curves as a guide between her inner lips. He pushed his middle and ring fingers deep inside her, feeling the textured heat of her sex.
Korra moaned, seemingly in discomfort. "And yet..you still tease me."
He was dressed in his suit from the day while she was completely nude, interrupted while getting ready for her plans with Kuvira. She clawed into his arms as his fingers wiggled and stretched inside her. After a full day of being brought close to her brink time and time again the only thing Korra wanted now was to be brutally fucked. His fingers not enough to suffice her need.
The detective kissed her slowly, he was feeling it too but was edging out his craving. He also very much enjoyed having her naked while he was fully clothed. She was more vulnerable that way.
"Haven't I been obedient enough?" Korra whined, remembering the though quaking aches he made her endure.
"Yes," Mako sighed, finally unbuckling his pants. "you have."
He picked her up and she eagerly wrapped her legs around his waist. He rocked his hips back and forth adding gradual pressure until he was buried deep within her.
Korra belted out an unintelligible phrase as her entire body shook. There was no way this was lasting more than a few minutes. Her body was sensitive to the core and every light sensation felt three times as intense.
"Yes! Ah!" She clawed into his shoulders, clinging to him for dear life. Her back scrapped against the wall as she bounced in his arms. "Fuck me!"
Mako was completely subdued, his entire focus on the violent movements of his hips and Korra's voice singing pleasured hymns in his ear. All day they built up to this and the final result was beyond comprehension. It was as raw as their first time, completely unhinged.
"Yes! Oh my god!" Korra screamed. Her nails dug into his shoulders as her toes curled. Mako quickened his pace, using her thighs as leverage to pull her close with every deep thrust.
Korra's phone buzzed and they both knew who it was. Kuvira, most likely in the hotel lobby waiting for her horny friend.
"Y-you did this, on purpose!" Korra mumbled.
Mako's timing to show up at her door and "congratulate" her was suspiciously right before she left for her night with Kuvira.
Korra noticed as of late they seemed to have some sort of undeniable tension between them. Not in a sexual way, but a competitive dominant way.
Mako kissed the bend of her neck, "Now you-won't be distracted during your date." He breathed.
Kuvira sent a quick text to Korra as she entered the lobby downstairs. Their plans were to ditch the gala tonight but to Kuvira's displeasure she had to attend. It was customary to show face even for an hour or so. Plus she needed to speak with Prince Wu who had flown in from Ba Sing Se. He was partly funding the reconstruction.
When Korra did not answer Kuvira texted again.
She tapped her foot impatiently as more minutes passed. If the water tribe girl didn't reply to her soon, she'd have to leave without her.
"Fuck! Ha-ha ha oh fuck!" Korra's eyes rolled as her body tensed.
Mako's stroke roused all the right places, simulating her billowing ache with each thrust. The vibration was great but nothing compared to actual penetration. The feeling of being filled and stretched was drastically unmatched. It was like that warm body melting satisfaction of finally itching a scratch that was out of reach.
Mako was getting dangerously close to his climax, his voice mingling with hers as they both moaned in unison.
Kuvira's car pulled into the valet entrance and she texted Korra another message. She had half a mind to see what was holding her up, but she had a good idea who the problem was.
Either way it couldn't be helped. She slid into the back seat of a sleek car with tinted windows and headed off.
It took several minutes to recompose them selfs after they both achieved such body shattering orgasms. Korra was thankful guests were moving out tonight otherwise there would for sure be some noise complaints.
Mako was slightly apologetic he let their desire build to such extremes. Today was definitely one for the books though.
As Korra pulled up the straps to her dress Mako motioned to the vibrator, freshly cleaned and sanitized, sitting on her bedside table.
"You should wear it tonight."
Korra gave him a skeptical look, "You'd like that wouldn't you?"
Mako looked down at his phone and quickly tapped on the thin device. His brows rose in surprise before sinking back down into a hard line.
"What is it? I was only joking" Korra began.
"It's not that," Mako replied. He was typing attentively, half paying attention to what Korra was saying.
"Who are you texting?"
As Korra asked that question she immediately remembered Kuvira. She picked up her phone and quickly read the unattended messages.
"Oh shit! She's going to kill me, I have to go!"
She quickly picked up her bag and began throwing her belongings into it.
Mako nodded, "Yeah me too."
He walked out of her suite and waited for her to join him.
As Korra locked her door Mako had a somber thought.
This was their last night in the hotel before the conference was over and they return to their everyday working lives. It seemed to go by so quickly seeing as their entire dynamic shifted. He could call her his friend now, which meant they could hang out? Like friends? This surely much cancels out the "only get together for sex rule" right?
"When can I see you again?" He asked.
Korra threw her bag over her shoulder and jogged over to the elevator. "Um, I'm not sure. This next week is swamped for me!"
"O-oh okay, Where are you headed?" He asked.
"The gala!" Korra replied having read Kuvira's texts.
As she descended down to the lobby Mako slowly made his way to the elevator. He pulled out his phone and replied to Asami's text,
-She will be there-
-O-
She turned to the side, studying her appearance in a body length mirror. Her hands slid down her silky smooth dress, fingers brushing over woven intricate designs.
"Beautiful Miss Sato" her seamstress voiced. Taking up a pair of tiny scissors she snipped a small strand at the hem of her dress.
"Thank you." She replied aimlessly.
As her personal seamstress finished her alterations Asami stepped down from the platform in the center of the room.
"Would that be all?" The little woman asked.
"Yes, perfect as always"
The seamstress bowed her head before existing the room.
Asami looked herself over in her dressing room mirror being particularly more self conscious than usual. She needed to look nice, presentable at the least. She was meeting some very important people tonight.
She grabbed her signature red lipstick and lined her top lip. Meetings were fine, she'd attended hundreds in her life. That's not why she was so anxious. It was the possibility of seeing someone far more important.
Korra
She laid a hand on her stomach as it pounced into her chest. The nerves were hitting her hard, so much so that she ignored the worlds conference the whole weekend. Her father didn't want to help Ba Sing Se, but she did. Sato Industries was supposed to be in attendance, but she couldn't bring herself to show up.
Mako's text messages were keeping her updated but she needed to attend the gala tonight and shake hands with some potential allies.
It has been well over a couple months since the last they saw of each other. Asami was keeping occupied with running her fathers company. Just a distraction to appease her heartache. Her father was making sure she was "career driven" as he called it. Although really he didn't want to hear her sulking over their break up.
Asami's nervousness wasn't just about seeing Korra again. Facing the fact that she truly broke her heart was one thing, but in the short time they've been apart Asami was only twisting the knife. Korra just didn't know it yet.
A knock sounded at her door, "You ready to go?" She heard.
Painting a small smile on her face, Asami grabbed her purse "yes."
Whether Korra hated her or not, she only wished her the best during this period of healing. However she chose to do it.
-O-
Korra met with her uncle and cousins, making sure to mingle with them once she entered the gala. Although their views were backwards and their demeanor less than inviting she did enjoy seeing family again.
They were introducing her to fellow tribesmen and she remembered how deeply rooted in community her culture was. It was nice to be surrounded by such support. Even though they could be a tad suffocating.
Tenzin made his way toward their group with an entourage dressed in red behind him. As the Fire Nation embassy approached, her uncle muttered something distasteful under his breath.
"Uncle," Korra groaned, "They are our allies, we must coexist."
Before he could reply Tenzin motioned for Korra to come over.
She stood beside him and bowed toward the embassy. They returned her gesture being sure to show their respect to her uncle as well. He on the other hand, did not bow back to them.
"It is a pleasure to meet you all" Korra said. "I can finally put faces to those phone calls."
"I apologize if we seemed a bit aggressive Korra." The woman replied, "the news of an artifact as old as the one discovered, was quite alarming."
"I can imagine." Korra replied, "I was in awe by it."
"Yes, and we've come here to personally give you a decision on where the artifact should be housed."
"It was found in Southern waters, your decision does not matter. But I wouldn't expect anything less from you people-"
"Unalaq!" Korra turned to him in disbelief.
"It's quite alright Korra. We aren't offended by archaic ways of thinking." The diplomat replied. She seemed to have expected this behavior and was still accordingly professional.
"I glad to hear that." Korra replied, "Hopefully one day we can all be on the same level of maturity and forward thinking."
She heard her uncle snicker from behind her but actively ignored him.
"We look forward to meeting with you tomorrow."
"Of course," Korra replied, "I can't wait to discuss what you've decided."
As the embassy walked away Korra groaned and rolled her eyes. She instantly dropped her shoulders and rounded her back, breaking her "pristine" posture as if it was painstakingly exhausting to keep up.
Tenzin chuckled and patted her shoulder encouragingly, "You did great."
"Thanks and now I need drink," Korra muttered.
"You've earned it, but I still expect you into work tomorrow,"
"Ill be there," Korra replied.
She sauntered through the crowd of nicely dressed nobles to the open bar and waited to be served. As the bartender approached her Korra instantly recgonized his annoying face.
"Of course you'd be here!" she yelled.
"Korra?" Tahno smirked. He was dressed in a tux minus the jacket with a black bow tie. "Don't act surprised I'm the best adult catering in town baby!"
"Your sarcasm has been sorely missed," Korra replied. "Besides it has only been a few months."
"And no call, which tells me you and Mako are doing swimmingly." Tahno added.
"I'd like a martini please," Korra smiled, ignoring his question.
Tahno moved away from the counter to prepare her drink. "You're drinking again."
"Yup, I've been in a great mood all day, The conference is over, I think I deserve to celebrate"
Korra sighed and leaned against the counter observing the crowd. She genuinely did feel so much better compared to the start of the convention. Her relationships with her friends had improved, she got to see family, she got to fuck Mako.
All she wanted now was to end on a high note and that included continuing where she left off with Kuvira the other night.
"Well then, here you go." He placed a tall delicate glass in front of her with clear but bitter liquid.
"Thank you good sir," Korra happily took a quick sip.
"So Mako's dick is definitely as big as I thought it is."
Korra choked on her drink coughing up the alcohol in a hysterical fit. "Tahno!" She yelled in disbelief.
They weren't at his bar where he could speak so freely, he was serving diplomats for Christ's sake! Not to mention her uptight family who would have her locked away if they overheard.
"Ill take that as a yes," He walked away to attend to other guests and allowed Korra to have her drink in peace.
Kuvira had finished kissing-ass to her suppliers and wanted to dip out of the gala as soon as possible, she just needed to find Korra first.
Hastily walking through the crowd she searched for the Watertribe girl in vain. Their phones and belongings were confiscated at the door for security reasons so she couldn't even call her.
Kuvira paused and scanned the room thinking where Korra would be by now. The ballroom was half the size of a football field and filled with hundreds of people. This was going to take an annoying amount of time to find her.
"General Kuvira." Said a deep and raspy voice.
She turned around and cracked a half-hearted smile, "General Iroh." They shook hands with a firm grip before embracing in a formal hug.
"Traveled here all the way from the Fire Nation?" She asked.
"Yes," He replied, "I've been here for a few months now, visiting family."
"Family?-" Kuvira began. He was part of royal lineage, bred and raised on Fire Nation soil; what family would he have in the mixing pot of Republic City?
She then saw the glimmer of a red dress enter her peripheral view and a tall, slender woman approach them.
"General Kuvira, it is a pleasure to introduce you to Asami Sato."
Kuvira blinked, loosing her composure for a split second. Her eyes glossed over the woman's form in disbelief.
So this was the infamous Asami Sato.
She was definitely beautiful, bright green eyes and red lips to match. Kuvira more knew how well-known she was for her intelligence and business savvy. Enough to rebuild her family's company after the terrorist allegations a few years back. Her father was selling to enemies of the country which was extremely illegal for obvious reasons. Because of his wealth, influence, and Asami, he was able to keep his company afloat.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, if I remember correctly we attended the same University." Asami voiced.
"Yes, Republic Academy. I remember you Miss Sato." She took her small delicate hand, painted with polished red nails and shook it firmly.
Kuvira for the most part was very rarely caught off guard, but this single interaction completely threw her for a loop. She couldn't help but come at this from Korra's perspective. How she would feel seeing her ex-girlfriend again.
The fact that one person could break down someone else so mentally and emotionally to the point where they resort to drinking themselves half to death. It didn't settle very well in Kuvira's mind. Which in turn made her feel predominantly protective over her broken-hearted companion. Regardless if the breakup was cordial.
"I was disappointed Sato Industries wasn't in attendance this weekend. Given your company's track record it would be smart to appear more charitable."
"Oh you're, you're absolutely right," Asami replied, taking her hand back from Kuvira's tight grip. "We still have much to do in order to regain the public's trust, as well as our government."
General Iroh gently swept his hand around Asami's waist to the small of her back in a comforting gesture. He began babbling about Ba Sing Se and Sato industries deciding to help the reconstruction.
Kuvira on the other hand, suddenly felt a much stronger sense of urgency to find Korra. She could only imagine what that would do to her, how it would feel to see her Ex again and hanging off the arm of another person.
"I'm sorry, but you'll have to excuse me." Kuvira couldn't care less about being rude, she didn't want to spend another second listening to him talk about her.
Family, she thought. That can only mean one thing...
After her second martini Korra was feeling the buzz. She capped her casual drinking spree with a small fruity drink Tahno recommended.
"Your tolerance to alcohol astounds me." He joked.
Korra only shrugged, "Growing up in the South where we eat EVERY part of a fish, I have a steel gut."
Tahno grimaced at the unwanted imagery. "So you and Mako are really friends now?"
Korra paused, lightly tapping her curvy glass, "I want to say yes, but really only time will tell. It'll be hard to undo the past several years you know? But so far it's been promising"
"You're not undoing those years, you're moving past them and learning from your experience. As friends you can being to trust each other again."
Korra's eyes widened, Tahno was way more wise than he liked to admit. She was glad they stayed friends all this time. No matter how annoying he could be.
"There you are!" Kuvira's voiced cried out in annoyance. "Figures I should have checked the bar first."
Korra looked up at her friend with puppy-dog eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't get to your texts I-"
Kuvira put her hand up silencing her companion before she spoke another word, "I don't want to know, but tell Mako he can kiss my ass."
"Kuvira!" Tahno shrilled, "how long has it been?" He smiled at her with a playful glint in his eyes.
"Long enough for you to release emo haircuts aren't a thing anymore." She sat in the stool beside Korra and crossed her arms casually.
"Ooh ouch!" He clutched his chest, "Still such an icy bitch. What'll it be?"
"I'm fine with brandy please."
As he turned away Kuvira looked at Korra who sipped her colorful drink gleefully. Her cheeks were rosy and eyes slightly glossy.
"Are you drunk?" She asked actually somewhat amused.
"Oh no!" Tahno intercepted, he handed her a short glass with brown liquid, "Korra drunk is loud, and obnoxious and-"
"Okay she gets it!" Korra snapped. "I'm only three drinks in and I'm done after this one."
"Good because I want to get out of here." Kuvira replied looking very pretty eager to escape this large social gathering not made for introverts like herself.
As the two women leaned in toward each other discussing their nightly plans Tahno gasped loud enough for them to take notice. "What's going on here?"
"None of your business." Kuvira replied.
Korra placed a cautious hand over Kuvira's knuckles as an act to tame her hostility.
"It's fine he knows about Mako and I. Actually he was the first to know."
"Tahno?" She replied in disbelief.
"Hey I give great advice!" Tahno yelled.
"You do." Korra reassured. "and I had no one else to talk to," she added, directing her attention at Kuvira.
The General nodded feeling slightly guilty she couldn't be there for Korra sooner.
Speaking of, she felt like it was appropriate to tell her Asami was here, that way if she saw her it wouldn't come as a shock.
"So I think I should tell you something-"Kuvira began.
"Hold on, you didn't answer me." Tahno voiced, "I was asking about the two of you. I need all the gossip!"
Kuvira clicked her teeth, slightly annoyed he interrupted them again. "Don't you have a job to do?"
Korra sighed wishing her two friends didn't have such opposite personalities. "Can you give us a minute please? I promise I'll make it up to you."
Tahno agreed and left to attend other guests ignoring Kuvira's blistering gaze shooing him away. "You better."
"Korra-" The General began,
"Can I go first?" Korra interceded, "I...I'm really happy with how this weekend turned out. If you haven't have suggested I stay in the hotel with you guys, it wouldn't have been nearly as productive, and honestly really fun. You helped me and Mako realize a lot of things about ourselves and I'm really grateful."
Korra blushed while gripping Kuvira's hand tighter, interlacing their fingers shyly. "So thank you,"
She leaned forward and kissed her, uncaring if anyone around could see them. That was one thing she did not miss about dating Asami, having to hide her identity.
A deep sigh left Kuvira's chest as their lips intertwined and she could taste the citrus left on Korra's tongue. Taking her index finger under Korra's chin she tilted her head up higher to deepen their kiss.
Kuvira's mind went completely blank as she focused on Korra's soft and plump lips. The girl really was a vixen whether she realized it or not. She had the General completely committed in only a few seconds.
The sound of a glass shattering on the ground broke their connection and they both turned to see Tahno staring at them with mouth agape and wide eyes.
Korra only laughed and hopped down from her barstool nonchalantly, "Ready to go?"
"Yes! But-" Kuvira paused, contemplating if telling Korra was the right thing to do now.
She said she was happy, Kuvira was able to make her happy. The last thing she wanted was to ruin that now. Which meant a lot considering Kuvira wasn't the type to spare anyone's feelings. But Korra had really wedged herself between her hardened exterior and left a soft spot.
"What it is?" Korra asked, noticing her hesitation.
"Um," Kuvira hummed, there was something else she had to tell her and figured she'd get it over with.
"I know I said I'd be here longer but plans have changed and I'll be leaving Republic City the day after tomorrow."
"What!" Korra walked up to friend grabbing her hands desperately.
They had only gotten started, a few dates and casual outings in between meetings but they planned to do so much during this little vacation of hers.
"Prince Wu requires my insight with the refugee camp. I can't miss this opportunity."
Korra sighed, "I understand."
Kuvira smiled, appreciative how much Korra cared, "I'll come back as soon as can."
Korra shrugged and glanced up at her companion with as devious glint in her eyes, "Well then, now I really want to get out of here." Her blues eyes traced Kuvira's lips suggestively.
"You don't have to tell me twice" Kuvira smirked.
The two women said goodbye to Tahno and quickly fled the scene.
Kuvira figured if they hurried Korra wouldn't get the chance to see her Ex and that'll be problem solved. Their night would be spared of any unnecessary drama.
As they waited in line to check out their belongings Korra saw Mako in the corridor surrounded my Bei-Fong's academy and a few others. He caught her eye and waved to her. She smiled and waved back realizing there was no hesitation in his greeting. He truly did see her as his friend now. That gave her such warm feeling inside.
"Korra, your duffle bag," Kuvira replied handing the girl her belongings.
"Thanks," Korra took her things and looked over at Mako again. She really did kinda blow him off earlier when he asked when they could meet up again.
Since they were friends now she should let him know they were free from that stupid rule she made.
"Hey I'm gonna go speak to Mako really quickly." Korra said.
Kuvira saw the detective across the room surrounded by a group of others and didn't think that was such a good idea. The longer they were there the better chance she had of running into Miss Sato.
"You sure it can't wait? I'm pulling my car up right now?"
"It'll only take a sec!" Korra dashed off before Kuvira could protest any further.
To her surprise within a matter of what seemed like seconds Korra returned.
"That was quick."
"Yeah..." Korra sighed, her eyes trailing the ground for a moment. She suddenly perked up and offered a crooked smile,
"yes, everything is squared away now. Let's go."
-O-
Kuvira unlocked the door to her suite and they both entered being sure not to make too much noise. Not that it mattered, the hotel floor was practically empty since everyone was at the gala or checking out to go home. Since Kuvira wasn't leaving till Tuesday, she booked a few extra nights.
"I need to get out of this dress." Korra groaned. "I've never felt so out of my element"
"You don't like your traditional attire?" Kuvira replied.
"I would if I could wear pants." Korra snorted.
"Fair enough." Kuvira chuckled.
They entered Kuvira's master bedroom and Korra set her duffel bag on the bed. She zipped it open and took out her pajamas. She heard Kuvira rummaging behind her as they both prepared for bed. She reached around her back for the zipper to her dress and felt two hands meet her touch.
"Let me help you," Kuvira voiced, her tone was low which instantly put a rock in Korra's throat.
"T-thank you" She stood quietly as Kuvira slowly pulled the zipper down her back. Her hand applied just the right amount of pressure to make Korra shiver as it trailed down her spine.
"No undergarments..." Kuvira snickered making korra blush. The fact that she was this confident to dress for an important outing with no underwear on was so enticing.
"I often think they get in the way." Korra joked.
Kuvira stepped closer to her and kissed the back of korra's neck. Her lips trailed across her shoulder mapping out a small trail across her toned shoulders to the join of her arm.
The water tribe girl turned to her companion and allowed her to pull the straps down her chest. Her dress fell to her feet and she casually stepped out of it.
Kuvira cupped underneath Korra's chin and kissed her, enjoying how full and puckered her lips were. The faint taste of alcohol transferred from one mouth to the other as they intertwined.
Korra leaned closer to her and weaved her hands around her waist. She undid Kuvira's belt, slipped it out of the loops and tossed it to the side in one swift motion.
"Mhm." The general grunted, biting into Korra's lip, enjoying her forcefulness. She titled her head and tore into her bottom lip with aggressive nips until Korra opened her mouth for their tongues to mingle.
The Water Tribe girl could barely keep up with Kuvira's forceful kisses as she desperately tried to undo the buttons to her dress pants.
"Ahh." She moaned as Kuvira massaged her breasts being slightly more gentle than she imagined she'd be. She arched her back welcoming her touch, encouraging her to be rough.
Korra finally undid Kuvira's pants and fell victim to the need to reach inside them. She slipped her hand underneath the fabric and glided her palm along the taller woman's mound.
Kuvira jumped, slightly caught off guard by Korra's boldness.
"Is..th-this..okay?" Korra asked in breathless gasps.
"Keep going," Kuvira replied, giving Korra a comical glance "Just breath for me."
Korra blushed again not realizing she got so worked up so quickly. Kuvira was so intense and yet casual, her actions were so natural yet effective, it made Korra so eager.
"Sorry " Korra whispered, her cheeks rosier than when she was drinking.
She slithered further along the thin fabric covering Kuvira's sex and brushed her fingers along her clit.
"Fuck.." Korra moaned, she was already so wet. She felt so good against her palm. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this. That Kuvira let her be this intimate with her. Back in her college days this woman seemed so out of her league.
Her finger circled her small bead of pleasure feeling her partner stir in delight. Kuvira was not very vocal but she didn't need to be for Korra to see she was enjoying this. As Korra felt the folds of Kuvira's lips she wanted to taste them for herself. She wanted to kiss her just as ferociously as she was doing with her.
"Can I do more?" She asked shyly.
Kuvira pulled away with her brows raised with intrigue. She wanted this night to be mainly giving to Korra but she didn't know how much she wanted to do that in return. She quickly slipped out of her all her clothes and quickly pulled her blouse over her head.
Korra giggled, "no bra?" She mocked.
"I find they get in the way." Kuvira smirked. She grabbed Korra's chin and kissed her. "And no, I want you on the bed."
Korra's stomach pounced at Kuvira's demanding tone. Receiving orders was fairly new but she was open to play along. Discovering new turn ons was all apart of the journey.
Korra complied, feeling her pulse shooting so much adrenaline through her body her knees were weak as she tried to move. She sat down on the bed and crawled backward till her head meet the top portion of the bed frame.
"Don't you like being pleased too?" Korra asked, her eyes shamelessly trailing to the perfectly trimmed patch of hair atop her friends mound. Her curiosity brewed even more as she imagined dragging her tongue between her thighs.
"Trust me Korra, you are greatly pleasing me." Kuvira smiled. She unraveled her long hair and Korra inwardly swooned at how gorgeous she looked that way. It fell down her shoulders and over her back in soft waves, having been pulled into a taught bun all day. She looked strangely feminine as apposed to her more masculine appearance.
As Kuvira climbed onto the bed Korra's bag toppled onto the floor and her pink little vibrator fell out.
Kuvira's eyes beamed as she saw the device as opposed to Korra who looked rather embarrassed.
"You want to use it?" Kuvira asked eagerly dipping down to pick it up.
"Oh I didn't even realize it was in there!" Korra responded looking flustered. "I was rushing and throwing things in my bag and-"
Kuvira stopped her mumbling with the palm of her hand, "Answer my question princess.." she cooed.
Korra swallowed unable to find any words as her friend ventured between her legs dangling the device over her stomach.
"Yes but-"
Kuvira bent over and lightly traced the pad of her index finger over Korra's mound.
"Ah!" Korra sucked in a harsh breath as she traced the inside of her outer lips making sure not to touch her clit just yet. She needed to build up her desire a little bit more.
"Hmm?" She reiterated as Korra didn't continue. Not that she made it any easier for her.
Korra swiveled her hips under Kuvira's teasing touch. "It only syncs to one device at a time -aha- and I gave the code -mhm- to Mako."
Kuvira hummed seemingly displeased, of course that was the catch, and he probably knew that. The image of him dangling his phone in front of her was so taunting. But that wasn't going to stop her pursuit.
"Fine." She reached over her bed and searched Korra's belongings until she found her phone.
Korra took her wrist in her hand, "What are you doing?!"
"I'm calling Mako." She replied casually.
Korra sat up a little taller, "what-and tell him what. He won't go along with this!"
Kuvira only chuckled, two very attractive women call him late at night offering the sweet sounds of their nasty deeds while he remotely takes part in it? Who would say no to that?
"You give Mako too much credit."
"Meaning?"
"He's a man..a horny one at that-"
Korra couldn't disagree, even though Mako could be a bit uptight, today he showed her a completely different side of him.
"Well why not use your phone? You're asking him!"
"He's not going to answer if I call him." Kuvira retorted.
Another good point.
"Fine..." Korra muttered.
She dialed his number confidently as Korra laid back nervously. She then set the cell phone on speaker so they could both hear.
-Ring-
-Ring-
"Maybe he's still at the gala" Korra whispered.
"Shh." Kuvira snapped. She set the phone by Korra's head and ordered her to relax.
-Ring-
She positioned herself between Korra's legs again, this time with no intention of playing nice. Now that she knew Mako might be in attendance she wanted to show him how BEST to please a woman.
-Ring-
Her greens eyes locked onto Korra's face as she flicked her tongue against her clit. Korra arched her back and sucked in a deep breath, only moments away from releasing a deep moan.
-Click-
"Hello?"