Yearning
Asami typed aimlessly through paragraphs upon paragraphs of a report due and after several hours she was finding herself in a stressful, unproductive rut. If it wasn't for rapid spell check her words would look more like the smashing of keys than coherent sentences.
Throwing a tired glance at the clock in her office it was almost 10 pm. Her task was supposed to be completed by now and she sitting at a diner with her girlfriend. As she picked up her phone to text her companion an apology, a soft knock sounded at her door.
Korra walked into her office dressed in her usual work attire with a box of take out in her hands.
"Decided to get some grub to-go. How's everything?" Korra asked. She stopped by the guest chair, opposite Asami's desk and stretched, tiredly rubbing her eyes.
She had been waiting up for her to get off work but after several hours she realized Asami wasn't joining her just yet.
"Sorry I kept you up...this is just so tedious. It has to be done before I leave." Asami groaned.
"Comes with the job," Korra replied casually. She set the food down on the desk and sat down, propping her hand underneath her chin.
Asami smiled softly, "Korra if you're tired you can go home, I'll catch up with you..."
"I'm fine, I don't mind waiting for you." Korra replied trying to muffle a yawn.
Asami appreciated her sentiment but also found it slightly humorous when Korra was sleepy. Her brows get heavy and droop a little lower, her blue eyes disappearing behind desperate eyelids begging to be closed.
"If you insist, I'll bore you to slumber with contracts for the housing units in Ba Sing Se."
Korra laughed at the sarcastic tone in Asami's voice, "Interesting stuff..."
"I'm ready to rip my hair out.." Asami huffed. "But they need this land for all the families that have been displaced during the riots."
Korra reached across the desk and placed her hand on top of Asami's. "I know your work is appreciated, but you can take a break, you know?"
Asami hesitated, her teeth biting into her red-painted lips. "N-No..I need this finished by 9 am tomorrow. It's okay I'm almost done."
Korra laughed softly, "You said that three hours ago."
Hearing Asami's voice waver, Korra could tell she needed a stress reliever right about now. Shifting her gaze around the room aimlessly she thought up the perfect excuse to get her girlfriend's mind off of work.
Asami blinked in surprise as Korra slid out of her chair and crawled under the desk.
"What are you-Korra!" Asami jumped, feeling her hands begin to stroke her legs."How exactly is this supposed to help me work?"
"It's not," Korra laughed, "it's supposed to be a nice stress reliever. You can spare a few minutes.."
She started with Asami's ankles and slowly slid her hands up her calfs. She grabbed her firm muscles and squeezed them lightly before traveling to her knees. Her fingertips lightly traced up and down her smooth skin waiting for permission to venture higher up her girlfriends thighs.
Asami swallowed, her eyes darting to her computer then the top of her desk where Korra waited just underneath.
"Mmm.." she whimpered, already beginning to feel the heat pool between her legs as Korra's warm breath caressed her skin. "I should say no...I really need to get this done."
Korra kissed Asami's knee, continuing to trace light designs along her leg with her hands. "Hmm...well, I always did think you were great at multitasking,"
Asami sighed bashfully caving in under the seductive promise of a little 'tender love and care'. She opened her legs, thankful Korra couldn't see how red she was blushing. "And you are great at persuasion."
Korra chuckled, "A talent."
She ventured between Asami's legs taking her time to kiss and massage up her thighs. The space she had to work with was a bit cramp but she was able to maneuver to the top of her legs placing small wet kisses against soft skin.
Asami always smelled so good, Korra could never remember the name of her expensive perfume but she loved it nonetheless. She spent a few seconds just breathing in the light scent of peaches.
She then slipped her hands under Asami's silk skirt and toyed with the cotton of her panties. Asami caught on to her gesture and lifted her hips so that Korra could pull down her skirt.
Tossing the fabric to the side Korra parted Asami's knees wider hearing a small squeak from her girlfriend in surprise. She began to rub the pad of her index finger along the soft ridges of Asami's clit and outer lips.
"Ohh" Asami moaned, her voice like a sinful hymn.
Using her thumb Korra began rubbing in small circles just enough to entice her senses.
"Ah!" Asami shut her eyes and sucked in a harsh breath. She stilled her hands over the keyboard for a few seconds before finding her composure. "oooh"
Korra alternated between soft and hard pressure as she continued to circle this small bead of pleasure. She rubbed down her slit massaging her lips and outer folds with the addition of two more digits.
"mm" Korra hummed happily as she saw a wet spot beginning to soak through the cloth of her underwear. Asami's legs stiffened and relaxed as her hips shifted and twitched the more worked up she became.
She focused on the screen of her computer but the words started to blur and become more and more meaningless to her. '-hereby deemed property of...-'
"Ahh! mm," She moaned again, shivering against Korra's fingers as she tried to focus.
"How's it coming?" Korra asked sarcastically.
"Hhf-As if I would know," Asami replied. As far as she could tell, she had typed less that four complete sentences in the past five minutes.
Korra kissed the inside of Asami's thigh before using the tip of her tongue to brush along the fabric concealing her sex.
Her girlfriend gasped and shivered, finding her efforts of being productive crumbling by the second. Korra kissed Asami's sex again brushing her tongue along her folds tasting her wetness.
"Korra," Asami moaned, bucking her hips. Her hands left her computer and clawed into her desk. "Please.."
She pushed her keyboard away to avoid typing anymore nonsense and reached down slipping her hand under the hem of her underwear.
"No, keep them on." Korra said. She pushed Asami's hand away and only smirked at her defiant whimper in return. She could tell Asami was done with her teasing and she was willing to comply now. She just enjoyed the act of disrobing her girlfriend and didn't want that taken away.
She hooked her finger under the edge of lace trim and pulled the garment to the side, revealing her glistening womanhood like unwrapping a precious gift.
Korra dipped her head down and plucked Asami's clit into her mouth. She sucked on it softly, fitting it between her lips and alternating with her tongue that began flicking it back and forth.
"Oh! fuck!" Asami squealed. She threw her head back and yelled, uncaring of the late hour and how loud she was being. She slid further down her chair, widening her legs and pushing her hips against Korra's mouth. "Ah haa! mm"
Korra pinned Asami's legs apart, trying to keep her still with the limited space she had under the desk. Her wet muscle slipped between her inner lips parting the way to her entrance. Her large hands clawed into Asami's thighs as she lavished her taste.
"mmm" She let go of her thighs and with both thumbs she parted Asami's outer lips, opening her up to penetrate with her tongue.
Asami's eyes fluttered as she fought to catch her breath. She bent over and set her head against her desk in defeat. She moaned against the mahogany desperately. "Korra oh my! mhm!"
Her lover's tongue rimmed her opening, dipping inside and pulling out, making sure to tug along her inner walls and sensitive nerves. Korra sucked her lips into her mouth and tugged on them with a soft "pop" as she released. She tasted up and down her vertical slit savoring her skin and flavor of desire.
Asami was always slightly embarrassed when Korra made such noises of slurping and sucking, but she knew how much she enjoyed the ASMR and didn't protest. It felt amazing either way and she was in no state of mind to make her stop.
"mmm" Korra moaned snaking her tongue along Asami's lips.
She circled her outer lips, dragging up to her mound then back down along either side of her clit. The tip of her tongue dipped underneath her hood and gently slipped it between her lips.
Korra licked and circled her clit quickening her pace. Asami's thighs trembled against her head as she sucked her clit.
"Oh my god..." Asami breathed.
Korra was reluctant to use her fingers, mostly because she always had this compulsive desire to make Asami cum with just oral stimulation.
"Ah! Don't stop!" Asami yelled.
Korra groaned, admittedly getting carried away with the sound of Asami pleasured moans.
Asami started rocking her hips against Korra's mouth, building up her climax with each faithful stroke. "Ohh..just like that.."
Korra's head bobbed up and down keeping up with Asami's rocking hips. She cupped under her legs and lifted them over her shoulders, having a bit of trouble as they hit the top of her desk.
Asami rolled her chair out from under the desk just a little more to allow her knees to bend up toward her chest. She placed her hand on the back of Korra's head keeping her fixed on one tender spot. Her fingers threaded through her lovers hair and pulled on them.
The texture of Korra's tongue added another layer of stimulation that soon overcame Asami's senses. One final stroke and Asami tilted her head back and moaned.
She whimpered and shook as she came to an abrupt but blissful end. Her mind went completely blank as her whole body shivered. Her vision blurred as her mind collapsed and only sensations of pleasure surged through her limbs. The stress of her work day melted away...
Asami jolted awake as her alarm clock blared, demanding for her unwanted attention.
Wednesday; 7:00 A.M. Asami's Bedroom:
She cupped the side of her face, shaking off her rather explicit dream. Although it was heavily reminiscent of a fond memory. One of many shared with Korra. It felt so real...
Was this her minds way of telling her she was over-worked and sexually frustrated? After what Iroh advised the last thing Asami needed was a wet dream with someone who probably only wanted to be her friend. It wasn't going to be easy but they started out as friends and could be that again.
She contemplated staying in bed and relieving her frustration. Her fingers danced around her abdomen testing her temptation with curious touches.
She looked at her clock and turned off the offensive sound of her alarm.
Fuck it...She thought, pulling up the hem of her nightdress as lewd images guided her hands between her legs.
12:30 P.M. Beifong Police Academy:
Mako had finished up his last presentation for the morning with the new recruits. He had a good feeling about this batch of students, the newer generation of leaders were far more progressive than when he was growing up. Their ideas and methods on the way the government should be ran were new and innovative. He ended up learning from them just as much as they from him.
He shook hands with his students one by one as they left for the rest of the day. As soon as his group dispersed he gathered his papers neatly into a pile and tucked them into a folder.
He had the rest of the day off and immediately thought about texting Korra. That was something friends did, there was no reason to feel so awkward about it. He felt almost like if he didn't have a specific purpose in contacting her there was no point. Simply asking about her day wasn't enough. Which was a stupid thing to worry about.
Despite his doubts he picked up his phone.
Hey, how's everything?
He erased it.
What's up? You free tonight?
No...
Hey, let's talk when you get the chance...
That's too serious...
He clicked his teeth and put down his phone. This was ridiculously hard for no reason.
"Officer Mako?"
He looked toward the entrance to see a woman dressed in uniform approach his desk. Her hair was jet black in a long braid that trailed down her back with intricate woven designs. Her eyes were green like emeralds and she had a septum ring with a chain that connected the nose jewelry to a piercing in her ear.
"H-hello." He voiced.
"Sorry to barge in!" She quickly said looking a bit flustered. "I'm teaching criminal logistics down the hall for this week." She said. "Just wanting to meet my neighbors. Especially you, I've heard a lot about you."
His brows jumped in surprise, "really? Well if what you heard came from Beifong I apologize in advance."
She laughed quietly, "She can be quite a critic, but actually I'm a big fan of yours! I read your dissertation back at Republic Academy and I thought it was great!"
"Wow, someone actually cared to read that." Mako commented, taking another moment to really look over this girl. She was pretty, deep golden skin tone, a bit shorter than him with a pear shaped body. Their grey, bland uniforms actually looked good against the soft curves of her body.
"Yeah, you actually inspired me to join the academy. I could really relate to what you wrote about. I mean, loosing your parents at such a young age, then joining the Triple threat triads! College profession MMA and now look at you!" She paused, crossing her arms awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm fan girling a bit too much."
"No it's okay. I'm...I'm flattered." Mako extended his hand, "What was your name again?"
"Oh! Eta Omo." She took his hand and shook it firmly.
"Omo?" Mako pondered, "Omo as in Jargala Omo?"
"Yes! As in the leader of the most notorious gang Creeping Crystal Triad of the late 70's. She's my mother."
"Wow!" Mako exclaimed, he let go of her hand once he realized how long he was awkwardly holding on to it.
"That's incredible..Well I mean." He didn't want to seem too excited her mother was an ex-convicted criminal.
"Yup" She laughed, "I don't tell many people about it for obvious reasons. I use my fathers last name on most documents but I know you can keep a secret..."
"Of course," Mako nodded. He knew far too well how quickly people can judge you based off of your past. Even in this case when she had no fault in her lineage.
"She's long retired now, the Creeping Crystals just lessons in text books, ancient history you know?"
"Yeah I've read about them, but I'd love to get some first hand accounts if you'd be okay with that." Mako said.
"Sure!" She blushed.
Mako paused for a moment, glancing back at his phone. "I'm about to head to lunch. Would you like to join me?"
She smiled, "I'd love that."
9:45 P.M. Narook's Noodles:
Mako sat enjoying his dinner when a text message chimed on his phone.
He opened the attachment to see a picture of Asami in a mid-length gown. She was spending the evening dress shopping for his promotion even though he told her the occasion didn't warrant a new outfit.
Mako had been catching up with Asami all week and realized it was easy to talk to her. He couldn't figure out why exactly, maybe they both had common ground when it came to their ex-girlfriend?
He chuckled as she sent a pic of Iroh in a matching tux along with fabric samples in multiple colors.
Mako shrugged, Asami always needed an excuse to buy something new. Retail therapy was definitely an outlet for her so he didn't protest further.
He texted her back with approval and continued eating his food.
They were thinking that maybe during his promotion they could finally sit down and talk with Korra. It'll be the first time in a long time the three of them were all face to face. He was hopeful it would go well.
Mako slurped up the last of his green noodles and contemplated whether or not he wanted dessert. As he picked up the resertuant menu Narook called out a very long order. He was only partly paying attention to his words but noticed the last meal on the list was very familiar.
seaweed noodles with a side of fire flakes...
He glanced up as a familiar face passed by his peripheral vision.
"Korra!" Mako exclaimed as the girl walked up to the counter and paid for the large meal.
"Hey Mako," She smiled.
He wiped his face making sure he didn't have any broth lingering around his mouth and sat up taller in his seat. He had been really wanting to see her all week and thought it ironic they'd cross paths when he least expected it. Now he just needed to say something.
"Hey, D-do you wanna sit for a bit?" He asked gesturing to the seat beside him.
Korra didn't want to reject his offer out of fear he'd think she was avoiding him but had no other choice.
"Oh, well" She blushed. "I would, I'm just-"
"She's busy lover boy!" A small but arrogant voice yelled at him. Mako swiveled in his chair to see a lanky, big-headed twelve year-old boy glaring at him.
"Meelo!" Korra exclaimed, crossing her arms angrily.
Tenzin's eldest son walked up to the pair and swiped some of the take-out bags off the counter. He ripped open the tape that keeps the containers closed and dug threw the food for his dinner.
"I ordered sweet buns Korra!" He whined. "Maybe if you weren't flirting with your boyfriend you wouldn't have gotten my order wrong!"
"Your dad said no sweets!" Korra replied, ignoring that he called Mako her boyfriend. She practically picked up the boy by his collar and tossed him toward the door, "Go get back in the car with your siblings!"
Just then, the rest of Tenzin's children barged threw the front door of the restaurant. Ikki the second eldest, Jinora the oldest and Rohan the baby of the family.
"If Meelo can come inside than so can I!" Ikki declared.
"He wasn't allowed to either!" Jinora exclaimed.
"Ikki! Jinora!" Korra yelled. She seemed annoyed and a tad embarrassed as Mako watched her try to reign in so many kids.
"I couldn't stop them!" Jinora replied officially annoyed. Being the big sister, the sixteen year old was always tasked with watching over them, so when Korra agreed to help it gave her a chance to take a break. "Sorry.."
"Hi Mako..." Ikki waved flirtatiously. Now that she was thirteen and allowed to have partners of her own, she was fixated on everyone else's relationships. Especially Korra's, or lack-there-of.
"You know Korra hasn't shut up about you pretty much all day-"
"Really!?" Mako laughed.
"OKAY! Everybody get out!" Korra screamed. She shooed them away, handing them each a bag of food and a swift push toward the door.
"Wait! I wanted dessert!" Meelo protested.
"Oooh! Mochi ice-cream!" Ikki added.
"Out!" Korra whined.
She turned and looked at Mako apologetically, "Sorry!..I'm baby sitting tonight and probably tomorrow..."
"It's fine Korra," Mako chuckled.
"Text me this weekend okay!"
He waved goodbye as she left and ordered a small steamed bun with a sweet filling.
Hasn't shut up about me all day huh?
(I have been craving some positive, spicy Korrasami interactions (which are coming I promise) so don't hate me for adding that dream/flashback lol)