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Enough to Go Around	By : ZePolarBear Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 12341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Legend of Korra or any of its characters, and I make no profits from this work of fanficton.

Chapter List
- 1-Zipperbending
- 2-Earthquakes
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Please review! Let me make the story better! Also, I own a penguin, but I do not own The Legend of Korra or any of its characters. If I did, Mako would be burned at the stake. Wait, that wouldn't work. Maybe drowned? Yeah, let's go with that.

Lin quickly walked to the brothers’ cell with Asami, having found their location with Earthsight. She could tell that Mako and Bolin were facing away from each other, with Bolin looking at a wall. She stopped at their door and slammed it inward with metalbending. The first thing she noticed was that Bolin wasn’t only facing the farthest wall, he was peeing, or at least trying. He seemed shy. Asami ran into the room, wrapping Mako in her arms, and Bolin made a plea for privacy, which went ignored. As the couple kissed, Lin couldn’t help but let her Earthsight wander to Bolin’s exposed area. She smiled inwardly. Not bad… she thought.
However, it wasn’t time for distractions, and she quickly briefed the brothers on their situation and stepped out of the cell. Everyone followed, Bolin in the back. Lin once again glanced into his pants with Earthsight and then, sure nothing would get caught, used metalbending to pull up his zipper.
“Your fly was down,” she stated nonchalantly.
His eyes went wide like a fox deer caught in the headlights of a Satomobile as he replied, “Thanks for catching that.”
She turned to leave the jail, smiling like a cougar wolf.
***A few months later***
Lin was glad that she had regained her metalbending, thanks to Korra learning energybending, and, with it, her job as head of the police force. She relaxed in her office, wondering what to do with herself now that the Equalists were dissolved and the city was dull. She wondered if this is what it had been like for her mother after the war: no more exciting fights, no one to keep her nights lively, and nothing more to do than practice bending.
‘I just need to get laid’, she thought jokingly, but then realized that it could actually be more beneficial than a night of fun. I could have a kid. I’ve always wanted to have a little metalbender. I really wouldn’t care if I had to raise it myself. Actually, I’d probably prefer to, and the physical aspect wouldn’t be half bad either… It’s been way too long since Tenzin and I...
She blushed furiously, pushing back the forbidden thoughts. With a sigh, She leaned back in her chair, now wondering who else she could get into her bed.
***
Bolin had been bored since Korra kicked Amon’s ass and saved Republic City and hadn’t done much outside of Pro-Bending. He sat around the house, doing nothing, which thoroughly annoyed his brother. Mako finally decided that he was tired of dealing with his brother becoming a couch potato. He was about to leave the house to see Asami, and stopped as he saw Bolin snoozing on the couch, a bag of fire flakes still laying on his chest. He walked over, snatched up the bag, and pinched his brother’s nose closed.
After a moment, Bolin shot up, gasping for air. He looked around wildly for a moment, then settled his eyes on Mako. “What the hell? I was having the best dream. I was on a date with Korra and-”
“Don’t really care about your dreams about my sorta-ex. What I do care about is you lazing around and only leaving for Pro-Bending matches. When’s the last time you walked Pabu? He‘ll look like Oogi soon.” he stated, pointing at the fire ferret that was quickly gaining weight.
“Hey! Don’t talk about Pabu like that! It’s just his winter coat coming in!” Bolin retaliated.
“It’s the middle of June. Is your ‘winter coat’ coming in too?”
Bolin looked offended, then glanced down. He hadn’t really gained weight yet, but his abs were softening and losing tone. With the sound of defeat in his voice, he answered, “Okay, so maybe I have been a couch cabbage, but there’s nothing to do. You’re always hanging out with Asami, Korra’s always busy with Avatar stuff, and it’s off season for Pro-Bending. I’m bored.”
Mako thought for a minute. “You could go down to the station and learn to metalbend. I bet the police are just as bored as you.”
Bolin’s eyebrows raised for a moment, interested by the idea. Metalbending, huh? I might be able to pick it up. I’m a fair enough earthbender, and I think I could adapt my style a little bit.
He looked to his brother and nodded. “Not bad. I’m not doing anything now. I’ll go if you take Pabu,” he agreed, standing and brushing fire flakes off his shirt.
His brother smiled and picked up their team mascot, happy to get Bolin to leave the house. The two both headed out, splitting off to their respective destinations.
***
Lin was leaned back in her chair, eyes closed and fantasizing about a strong man sweeping her off her feet and taking her to her bedroom. She then sighed, knowing that it wasn’t likely. Almost every man she knew that was her age was married or a sniveling wimp. Lin Beifong, daughter of Toph Beifong, would not settle for a sniveling wimp, not even for a one-night stand. She let her hands wander as she thought about her preferences in men. His being an earthbender was necessary. However much she respected all forms of bending, she didn’t want what her mother called a “another Twinkletoes, Sparky, or Puddlesplasher” for a child. He would also need to be able to keep up with her. It would be nice if he was well endowed, she thought, letting her hands drift downward, metalbending her armor away from her lower regions. She relaxed under her own fingers’ care.
Suddenly, she heard a knock at her office door, and she nearly jumped out of her chair. She had distracted herself and wasn’t using Earthsight to watch for anyone approaching. She quickly metalbent her lower armor back on and sat up, calling for the visitor to enter.
Bolin strolled in, a smile on his face, asking, “How are you doing Chief Beifong?”
“I’m fine,“ she replied curtly at first, annoyed that he had interrupted her fun, but then she remembered the day that she had broke him out of jail. She felt his vibrations through the floor again and, surely enough, he hadn’t changed any. She tried to look less upset and continued, “Do you need anything?”
“Well, I was wondering if maybe… you could teach me to metalbend. I know I’d have to change styles, but I think I could handle it,” he said, and before she could reply, he clasped his hands and gave his ‘please?’ face. “I’d do anything!”
She smiled in a way that made Bolin feel a little scared. Lin stood up and walked around her desk, half sitting, half leaning on the edge closest to him. “Anything? Well, if we start now…”
Bolin was too happy to feel nervous and replied enthusiastically, “Thank you! What do I do first?”
Lin smiled and flicked her hand sideways, pulling up metal from the floor to trap Bolin’s feet firmly. “Well, you focus on getting out of that. My mother invented metalbending while trapped in a cage. She taught me the same way. One more thing…” she said, walking to Bolin and whipping off the long cloth he used as a belt, lightly and ’accidentally’ brushing up against his groin as she did so.
“Hey! What are you-”
She ignored him and tied it around his eyes. “Quit complaining and focus on the earth. Feel the imperfections in the metal.”
“Uhh, ok… I’ll try,” the terrified earthbender said meekly.
Lin took the opportunity to walk around Bolin and look him over with her eyes rather than feet. He was fairly muscular, but seemed slightly softer since the Equalist threat passed. She had no right to judge, as she felt herself losing tone as well. She knocked a fist against his chest as she might knock on a door, stating, “Not bad. I like a well built man.”
She saw him blush where the blindfold didn’t cover. “Umm… Thanks, Chief Beifong.”
“You’ve known me long enough to call me Lin. Do so,” she replied, walking behind him. After a moment of looking his back over, she grabbed his rear end with a devious smile, felt the young man jump. At least, he tried to jump. The metal held firmly.
She attempted to put a hint of flirting in her voice and said slowly, “Strong legs and a tight buttocks will make metalbending much easier for you. Once again, very well built.”
From behind, Lin saw his blush spread across his neck, as he muttered, “It’s kinda hard to focus, Chief Bei- I mean Lin.”
After a glance with Earthsight, she quipped, “It seems that focusing isn’t the only thing that’s hard,” only furthering his blush, but she continued, “Now, once you’ve found the imperfections, try to understand how they are the medium between stone and true metal. Try moving the flaws, and then the entirety of the metal.”
She saw Bolin struggle for a long moment, but just before she was about to give more advice, he made his restraints loosen slightly, just enough to count as metalbending. Lin raised her eyebrows, impressed by his near instant progress. Huh. Kid’s not bad. He’s a natural.
“I felt something! Did I do anything? It felt like I did something!” he exclaimed, sounding like a child who managed to ride a bike on his own for the first time.
She patronized, “Yes, Bolin, you did something. Now, try to do the rest.” She glanced down at the restraints again, seeing cracks. “Don’t treat it like stone. Metal bends, and you shouldn’t be trying to break it like a rock. Make it flow away from your feet.
Bolin nodded, taking in a deep breath and redoubling his efforts. She stepped in front of him, seeing with her eyes that he was still fairly excited. Bolin hadn’t reacted to negatively, so she decided to take a step further. “Remember that, even with metalbending, some things will stay unbendable, even if they are hard as stone, like platinum or…” she reached out and grabbed his cock firmly through his trousers, “this for example. Though it’s hard like stone, even I can’t use normal bending on it. There are some uses for it though…”
Bolin froze, more surprise than anything stilling him. Lin didn’t fail to notice that he only grew more from the grope. She released him as he said breathlessly, “Lin… Maybe I should go practice at home. I’ve learned plenty today!”
She mocked disappointment and replied, “Are you sure. I wanted to reward my student,” then slowly pulled down his zipper, with metalbending. Bolin went silent.
Before advancing, she listened, using her feet to feel Bolin’s heartbeat and breathing. His heart beat fast, and his breathing was nervous, but it seemed like arousal more than fear. Glad that she had turned him on more than she scared him, Lin dropped to her knees and reached into Bolin’s open zipper, wrapping her hands around the prize inside. Slowly, she pulled it out, drawing a soft moan from its owner. When it was entirely out, Lin was glad to see that her Earthsight hadn’t exaggerated. She blushed lightly and bit her lip, glad that the blindfold was still on him, then began to stroke.
Bolin broke his silence with a sharp inhale, then a groan of pleasure. Hearing the positive reaction, Lin continued, kissing the head and running her tongue along the underside. She was glad that the taste wasn’t bad, so she imagined it being a Bolin-sicle, took a breath, then took him into her mouth.
She was at halfway when Bolin moaned and stammered, “Oh, Spirits, Lin…” only making her want to do more for him. The metalbender reached into his trousers again to roll around his two balls in her palm. With her other hand, she held him still at the base and pulled him deeper into her mouth. His size was a bit much, and she was out of practice, but the sounds of pleasure that came from Bolin reassured Lin that she hadn’t lost her touch. She brought his entirety into her throat and then pulled back, eliciting an unhappy grunt from him.
She stood and pulled off his blindfold. He looked confused and opened his mouth to speak, but she interrupted, “Now you have even more incentive to get out. Hurry up.” Lin then walked to her desk, and, facing away from the ensnared earthbender, removed her armor, undershirt, and bra. She glanced over her shoulder, an amused look on her face, then made a thin wall slowly raise up between her and Bolin. Making sure he could see before the obstacle blocked his view, she removed the rest of her clothes and bent over her desk, baring everything to her victim.
***
Bolin couldn’t help but stare at her as she stripped. When Lin bent over the desk, showing her amazingly toned ass, he nearly drooled. It was obvious that she was fit from seeing her in uniform, but naked, she was strikingly sexy. He wished that he could see her from the front, but she remained faced away as the wall of metal took the seductive sight.
After he couldn’t see her anymore, he gave attention to the bindings around his feet. They were looser than earlier, but not nearly enough to let him escape, so he closed his eyes and became aware of the specks of untamed earth in the otherwise refined metal.
He brought his fists together at chest-level, then slowly spread his hands apart, feeling the deviate stone move accordingly, pulling its purified counterpart along. With a frustrating turtle snail’s pace, the steel around his feet began to grant freedom, but Bolin knew better than to rush the progress.
Finally, he was able to step out of his binds, making no delay before working on the wall. It was thin, but was still more metal than his binds. He pressed an open hand to the obstacle and knocked on it with his other. He closed his eyes again as he listened and felt for the metal’s response, surprised that the lack of vision did, in fact, aid in metalbending.
He pulled back his hands and imagined them as spears, thrusting them through the wall. He pried it apart, making an entrance big enough to walk through. Lin looked over her shoulder again, happy so see that they would get to continue.
Bolin saw that she had a hand reached back to toy with her lower lips in preparation. Although his member was already out, the young man decided to join Lin in the nude, quickly pulling off his clothes. He stepped forward, holding his second head to her folds.
Lin looked back lustily, nodding for him to continue. Bolin needed no further reassurance and slid into her, making them both moan in ecstasy.
He was immediately surprised by how tightly she wrapped around him. The second thing he noticed was the heat. It felt like her blood was boiling, and the pleasure it caused made his legs want to melt, but he forced his body to start moving in and out. Every inch was bliss, and he had to keep himself from exploding right away.
He grabbed her waist and saw that she had dug her fingers into the metal desk, scoring the surface and eventually digging into the steel. Bolin caught his breath long enough to explain, “I’m not going to last long.”
After another moan, Lin responded, “Give me all you can.”
He sped up his thrusts, enjoying each moment more than the last. Lin moved her hips in time with his, making each thrust bottom out and hit her back wall hard. When he felt himself on the edge of finishing, he began to pound into her. As he grew more forceful and rough, Lin cried out and began to pant, tightening even more around Bolin.
Bolin started to pull out before he came, but Lin glared at him, threatening, “Finish inside, or I’ll break it.”
He nodded, nervous and enthusiastic about the comment, then pushed back in, pumping as quickly as he could. It was only seconds before he exploded, trading thrusting speed for depth and forcefulness. With each throb, he poured hot cum into Lin, and she squeezed him so hard that it felt like she was trying to milk more out of him. It felt like electricity was running in his veins, and Lin’s skin felt like it was on fire. Both groaned loudly with their orgasms, not caring who might hear.
After a long moment of letting themselves finish, Bolin pulled out, sitting on the floor and leaning up against the desk. Lin quickly sat in his lap, smiling deviously. “Next lesson is Friday at seven. Miss it and you’re dead.”
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