Korra and Kuvira go out on a casual date and as things get a little heated, they are determined to be very discreet.

Don't Get Caught

"It's okay if you can't do it Korra, this one is not for the faint of heart," Kuvira winked behind her half empty glass of wine. She brought the crimson liquid to her lips and sipped it slowly.

She knew her girlfriend's competitive nature would not like being coddled or challenged in this way. If you told Korra she couldn't do something, or worse, acted as if she was afraid, she'd be more determined to prove you wrong. A quality Kuvira greatly admired.

She set down the glass without letting it make a sound and swept her long ponytail off her shoulder. "I'll just think of something else..."

Korra sat across from her at their dimly lit dinner table with a smitten glint in her eye. "I never said I didn't want to do it. It is your turn after all"

They had been playing this little game with each other for months now. It started on a whim and quickly escalated to a series of unpredictable and yet thrilling results. As calm as Korra seemed in the moment, she was already fidgeting beneath the table. Her hesitation was all about the build up, which was also part of the fun.

Kuvira thrived off of this tension billowing between them, off Korra's subtle withholding as she innocently glanced around the building.

The restaurant wasn't too packed with other people. There was a couple two tables behind her, a solo diner a few paces on their right, another pair on their left with just a semi-sheer divider between them and some lonesome stragglers at the bar with their backs to her. All of them were occupied within their own little bubbles.

No one would really notice if she dared to take on her girlfriend's bet. To indulge in her sick enjoyment at seeing her squirming and embarrassed. Korra secretly liked it too nonetheless, the rouse of it.

"Then you know what to do." Kuvira replied confidently. Her eyes were cat-like and lips curved in a devious smirk.

Korra kept her gaze locked on her girlfriend as she brought her hand to the base of her collarbone. It slowly dragged down her chest towards the dip of her cleavage.

"..I'll be right over with your dessert," Their waiter spoke in passing.

"Perfect, take you time.." Kuvira replied with a calm smile.

Korra quickly put her hand down by her side and cringed as the woman walked away. Luckily she didn't seem to find anything amiss.

"Shit..." Korra said under her breath. That was the one pitfall, the servers were constantly walking around, how could she possibly..

"..better time it right.." Kuvira teased in a low, sarcastic tone. Her eyes were gleaming in anticipation. A part of her knew Korra was up for pretty much any type of kinky playfulness, but this was definitely new and certainly dangerous.

Korra smiled in response, embracing how awkward she felt. "Is this payback for our hike last week?" She asked.

Kuvira blushed and averted her gaze. She couldn't help but smile as the memory flashed behind her eyes. Her bare flesh pressed against the bark of a tree with Korra's face between her legs. "..maybe.."

"At least we were on a trail with no one else around.." Korra reminded her.

"True, but where's the fun in that?" She breathed while lightly swirling her wine.

"..And if I get caught..." Korra prompted, subconsciously sinking lower into her booth seat.

"Hopefully you're good friend Officer Mako bails us out.."

Kuvira was a bit too gleeful with that response. "But, I get the feeling you really wouldn't mind getting caught.." She added.

Korra shifted in her seat, consciously squeezing her thighs closer together. She was right...

Korra loved these types of games; breaking certain rules and risking the punishment. Kuvira knew her very well and it was such a delightful surprise to learn that as authoritarian as her girlfriend was, she had a completely opposite side to her. One that only Korra really got to witness.

Upping the stakes just as things began to feel too tame was so in her nature. She always found new ways to keep Korra on her toes.

Korra looked down at their empty plates realizing their waitress would be back any minute to collect them and deliver their desserts. If she was going to commit, she needed to do it now.

She bit her bottom lip as her eyes wandered, her stomach in knots.

"You're pretty cute when you're nervous.." Kuvira teased. She was gripping the thin, long base of her glass, slowly rolling it back and forth across the pads of her fingers.

"Shut up.." Korra spat. She sat up tall and confidently and slowly dragged her fingers along the scooping neckline of her shirt.

Kuvira's eyes were instantly pinned to her. To the glow from the candle on their table that warmed Korra's almond skin. The light, that so delicately highlighted the impression of her nipples against the silky fabric.

The suggestion for her not to wear a bra for date night was entirely intentional.

Gathering her wit, Korra quickly pulled the edge of her shirt down and scooped her breasts out and into the open. They sat perfectly plump atop her chest as she hugged her arms closer together. An involuntary attempt to better shield herself from the cool breeze coming from the air conditioner.

She couldn't help but laugh that she actually did it. This restaurant was far too upscale of a venue to do something this distasteful. Perhaps that was the appeal to Kuvira; dishonoring such uptight and pretentious spaces.

After a few seconds to realize the swat team wasn't bursting threw the windows to arrest her, Korra gained a bit more confidence.

She timidly ran her fingers across the peaks of her nipples, never taking her eyes off of the people around her. Her skin felt so hot and the familiar sensation of humiliation reddened her cheeks. Just as before, they were too preoccupied to notice. Even the waiters who walked a few feet away were too concerned with the platters of food they carried.

"Look at me." Kuvira ordered. There wasn't a second of this that didn't appeal to her more inappropriate desires. As much as they switched roles, she enjoyed being the one to bark the orders. Korra's submission was an instant turn on for her.

Korra hesitantly complied, her bright blue eyes struggled to stay put. It was much harder to say guarded if she couldn't keep watch, which obviously Kuvira understood. That was the added challenge. To increase the risk of getting caught.

"..beautiful.." Kuvira sighed, looking so smugly satisfied. Her emerald stare was hungry with promise that if she could...she would nip and suck every place Korra's hands currently touched. She wouldn't even care to have an audience as she did it.

Her fingers lightly drew circles around her brown areola's, timidly tugging on one nipple and then the other. Korra's hips slowly writhed in her seat. The ache between her legs grew more and more unbearable.

Korra bashfully pushed her breasts together and broke contact. Her eyes darted around them with more paranoia than before.

She was so turned on by this.. Even more so seeing how much it effected Kuvira was well.

It was raunchy and inappropriate and surprisingly sacred. A dirty little secret only the two of them shared even though all it would take was for one person in the room to take notice.

Korra muffled a breathy moan as she imagined it. Just one turn of their head and she would be exposed as the sexual deviant that she was. There was something so enticing and yet illogical about that desire. In reality she would be mortified, it truly only existed in the realm of their shared sexual excapades.

She turned back to Kuvira triumphantly and wiggled her chest playfully. The weight of her tits swayed with the subtle movement.

"How's that for ya?" Korra gloated.

"..N-not bad.." Kuvira swallowed. Her cheeks were flushed as she was clearly hot and bothered. She bowed her head in blissful defeat. "Not bad at all.."

Korra gasped and quickly fixed her top as she saw their waiter approach from the back kitchen exit. She sat perfectly still and innocent as their order was brought over.

Their plates were cleared and a large, sugar crusted custard tart sat between them.

"Thank you," Korra chimed. Her stomach was threaded with nerves that she actually pulled that off. For a moment she still felt naked but assumed it was just how cold her chest felt from all the open air.

As the waitress walked away, they both picked up a fork to share in their collective victory.

"So..how was that?" Kuvira asked.

Korra blushed, "yeah it was...it was...W-We should definitely do that more often..."

Her girlfriend nodded as she chewed her food. "I couldn't agreed more." Curiosity won her over as she was now more intrigued to know what Korra would have in mind. "It's officially you're turn.."

Korra hummed for a moment, eating a small bite. There was no reason to use her turn right away, but she was too worked up not to keep this streak going.

"...before we leave," She cooed, "go ahead and give me your underwear, I don't think you'll be needing it anymore..."

Kuvira paused, snapping up to look at her girlfriend in quiet shock. There was no way she made that up right off the top of her head so fast.

It was Korra's turn to sit back and look devilish which is exactly what she did. Her expression mirrored Kuvira's arrogant superiority.

Kuvira clutched her fork tighter as she suddenly became hyper aware that she was wearing pants and Korra did not want her leaving the table. It would be naïve to ask for clarification on what Korra meant. The much was obvious.

Take them off. Right here. Right now.

They looked up as a few more patrons entered the restaurant and were guided to their seats. The tables were slowly filling up around them.

Korra smiled in response, "Ohh this is definitely more fun..."

Is a part II in order? Let me know and thank you for reading!