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Second Chances	By : Jayrich Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 15105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Second Chances II

Korra & Bolin both froze in horror; their moment of passion was on display for anyone to see. Tenzin, Asami, even Mako could’ve glanced through the doorway and see the two going at each other like rabbits, leaving questions which the two wouldn’t be able to answer. Thankfully the spirits were on their side, as the only person standing in the doorway was the Noodle Delivery Man.
“Uh, order for Bolin?”
Acting quickly, the Earthbender snatched the order of food from the man, right before Korra used her Airbending to slam the door shut. “I…I liked you in Nuktuk…”
“This…is insane!” Korra declared as Bolin put the food down on the table. “What are we doing?”
“We were kissing!” Bolin replied.
“I know, I mean what…” Korra found herself unable to finish, because she truly didn’t know what she was doing. She’s felt like this in the past, but it’s always been in battle; and her bending has always assisted her through it. This however, was completely different. But her determination wouldn’t falter as she put both of her hands on Bolin’s shoulders.
“We need to stop this!” She firmly stated.
“Agreed.” Bolin Responded.
“You and I are just good friends.”
“Best friends.”
“There is nothing else between us.”
“Nothing at all.”
They both repeated those words in their heads, trying desperately to fool their minds into believing that it was indeed so. They stared at each other seriously, determined to shake off whatever feelings of attraction they had; and it worked. Both Korra and Bolin smiled at each other, seeing each other as the two members of Team Avatar who fought together through Pro-Bending Matches and World-Saving situations. And they’ve even hung out together…
…and just like that, the spark was back.
Before either of them could stop themselves Korra was on top of Bolin, pulling up on the bottom of her shirt. She broke their kiss momentarily to pull it the rest of the way off, before tossing it across the room. It led to Bolin being up close and personal with a sight he often dreamed up since first meeting the Avatar…Korra’s breasts. He paused there, unable to utter words of even move in to touch them as his mouth hung open in awe. Korra was flattered by the reaction from him, but she was also horny and impatient. Taking the initiative, she worked to pull off the Earthbender’s shirt, snapping him from his daze as he assisted her. Being careful not to injure his shoulder further, they successfully removed that piece of fabric before as they focused on removing their trousers next. Within moments the two had stripped out of every article of clothing, and embraced again. Reaching up and feeling against the wall, Bolin found the light switch and quickly flicked it off, leaving nothing but the night lights of Republic City to illuminate the room.
She leaned back as Bolin moved with her, keeping their lips locked together. Her legs spread wider as she could feel the head of his cock rubbing against her clit and her pussy lips. He was getting hard for her and she was more than ready. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she lay back on the arm of the couch, her buff Earthbender lover hovering over her. He was ready to enter her…but hesitated.
“Are we…are we really gonna do this?”
Instead of speaking, Korra responded by pulling him closer for another kiss, before pulling away. “Does that answer your question?”
It did; and Bolin responded by taking his throbbing manhood and bringing it to her wet snatch. He gently pushed in slowly, letting Korra feel every inch as he delved balls deep inside her. She winced and held on tighter, inadvertently causing a twinge of pain to Bolin’s shoulder; but it was one he braved as the sensation of his cock inside of Korra overrode all. He paused for a moment as he was fully inside her, his chest lightly pushing against her breasts. He then worked up a slow motion, pulling his hips back before pushing forward. His hands gripped the edges of the couch as he held himself up, his cock beginning to pump her snatch at a steady pace.
“Yes…fuck me, Bolin!” Korra moaned, losing herself to the passion of the moment.
Her thighs tightened around his waist; she didn’t want him to stop anytime soon, and Bolin had no intention to. His strokes were deep as he made sure to give her every inch on every thrust. Her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly as she panted, staring up at her Earthbender as he gazed down at her. Their lips would lock against as she worked her hips to coincide with his movements. She loved it, but as they parted lips, she was hungry for more.
“Give it to me, Bolin.” She said, almost forcefully. “Don’t hold back.”
“Not…going to.” He replied, the pain from his shoulder providing a momentary distraction. It wasn’t enough to stop or even slow his actions though. In fact, he provided Korra with exactly what she wanted as he quickened his pace. He drilled her wet pussy with more speed and force, causing her legs to split open even more so. She took her hand and clenched the cushion of the couch, ripping into it. Neither cared at all though as Bolin continued to ravage Korra’s snatch to her carnal delight.
“Don’t stop…DON’T STOP!!!
Her legs trembled with each impact as Bolin fucked her, venturing deeper and harder with his strokes as she urged him on. It was the sweetest distraction the two could ever ask for. After the Civil War with her people and the battle that lead to her uncle’s demise by her hand, Korra was in dire need of a moment of pure ecstasy, which was right at this moment; which also brought her closer to her climax.
“Yeah! YEAH! Fuck me! I’m gonna—!”
She reached her limit, and wrapped her thighs around Bolin’s waist once more as her eyes began to emit an eerie glow, reminiscent of her Avatar state. Her orgasm caused her whole body to tremble in pleasure as she threw her head back in orgasmic delight. The next moment her eyes would return to normal, as she looked up to see a visually astonished Bolin over her.
“Did you just…reach the…Avatar State?” He asked exhaustedly.
“Yeah…involuntary.” She answered in kind. “It’s tied to my…emotions.”
Korra expected him to be freaked out by the revelation, but was herself shocked to see him smiling about it. “That is so cool.”
“Yeah…but what’s not cool, is you still having a hard-on.” She replied, noticing the head of his erect cock rubbing against her soaked pussy lips. “You didn’t come yet.”
“Yeah, shoulder’s still a little sore.” Bolin confessed. “Kind of distracted from—WHOA!!!”
In an instant the Mover Star found himself on his back, with the Avatar climbing on top of him. Placing her hand gently on his injured shoulder, she leaned down and enveloped his lips with hers, immediately dulling his pain. Her hands went to work as well, gripping his still-hard manhood as she raised her hips and slowly came down upon it, sinking down until he was balls deep inside of her again. It was a sensation she adored; it sent goose bumps across her bronze skin and made her nipples hard, as Bolin’s chest could feel. After a minute, she slowly began to rock her hips back & forth as she broke her kiss with Bolin, and grinned down at him.
“Wouldn’t be fair if I came and you didn’t, now would it?” She asked playfully.
At that moment, Bolin wanted to shout out his love for Korra, to proclaim it from the highest point in Republic City loud enough for everyone to here. But all he could muster out was “No…guess not.”
“Just let me take control…” Korra suggested, before doing exactly that. Placing both hands on his shoulders, Korra moved her hips slowly but steadily drawing his cock almost completely out of her before accepting every inch back in. Her breasts swayed with her movements; a hypnotic motion that almost entranced Bolin. All sensation of pain was now a gone memory as Korra rode his cock to both of their delight.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Korra cooed as she continued to buck her hips. “Your cock filling me up, it feels so good.”
“Unbelievable…” It was the only word that could leave his lips as he felt his hips pushing up, forcing his manhood even deeper into the Avatar.
“That’s right…give it to me hard!” Korra moaned. She could feel the force of his thrusts as they launched her higher, and she loved it. Her breasts jiggled even more wildly as she matched his movements. Her breath came out in pants of passion and her skin glistened with sweat and the moonlight. She felt another climax on the horizon and wanted to revel in it, but as she glanced down at her lover, she knew he was near his limit as well.
“Don’t stop Bolin, just keep it up!”
“Korra! Gonna…cum”
“Just a little more!”
He held off his climax as she rode him faster and faster, wanting to make this orgasm resonate more than her last. And then it hit. Leaning forward, she lay on top of Bolin as his thick member slid out of her. A moment later he shot his load in between her bronze ass cheeks and her across her lower back. Both reveled in their united climax, an end to an exciting, unpredictable and passionate night. They remained silent, only the sound of their breathing filling the room as they both stared out of the small window of the apartment, and the nightscape of Republic City.
“You…are awesome.” Bolin said, finally breaking the silence. “This is awesome…everything is awesome.”
Korra slowly sat up and turned to look at Bolin, putting her hand on his cheek. “You are awesome.” And she punctuated that with yet another kiss; one that would be the last for the night.

Lin Bei Fong was well known for her ability to crack even the toughest of criminals through interrogation, amongst other things; but right now she was closer to cracking the skull of her latest detainee. The signs of frustration were evident on her face, but she didn’t dare reveal them inside the Interrogation Room. The man sitting across the table from her was a Waterbender, but one that remained steadfast in his silence, despite her best attempts to scare more information out of him. Nevertheless, the Chief of Police wasn’t about to give in, nor cease her tactics.
“You know you’re basically trapped here, right?” She said, turning back around to face him. “You are in a room only Metalbenders can access, within a building housing the finest Metal & Earthbenders in existence. You were caught red-handed in your attack, which injured a friend of mine by the way, and the only future you have is a long vacation at Boiling Rock…and from what I’ve heard about its improvements, they don’t favor Waterbenders very well.”
Needing a break, she used her Metalbending to slide open a door and make her exit. “Think about that, and how wiser…and easier it might be for you to cooperate.”
Leaving the room, she quickly slid the door shut behind her, preventing infiltration or escape. A moment later she was joined by Tenzin, Kya & Bumi who could see the exhausted expression on her face. “No luck getting information from him?”
“He’s a tough nut to crack.” She replied. “Times like this I wish I could employ my mother’s tactics for interrogation.”
The Airbender smirked at that idea. “Your mother’s tactics, I believe, were the very reason the Republic City Police Rules and Regulations were implemented.”
“May have been excessive, but they were effective.” She debated.
“You should’ve let me at him in there!” Bumi declared as the four walked away from the room. “I’ve dealt with holdouts like him before. Like when Iroh and I fought—!”
“This is a POLCE matter, not a Military one.” Lin stated bluntly.
“And aren’t you supposed to be RETIRED!?” Kya added, reminding her brother.
The four continued their discussion, walking past the main work area of the Police Headquarters, where Mako and Asami were stationed. Mako was just finishing up his report over the attack, but it did little to quell his urge for payback. “I should be in there. I could’ve gotten that information.”
“It would be kinda hard getting information from a pile of ashes, Mako.” Asami told him.
“…I wouldn’t have burned him that much.”
She put her hand on his shoulder, comforting him. “Look, Chief Bei Fong is working hard on this case, and you know she’s the best. We just have to do what we can to help her out.”
Mako sighed, knowing she was right. “I know…it’s just that—can I help you?”
The question was directed at a mysterious woman who appeared almost from out of nowhere, wearing a long blue dress and a wide-brimmed hat pulled down low to obscure her face. “No…but perhaps he can help you…”
Her voice had a hint of familiarity as she handed him a card, which he took with a look of confusion before she walked away. “OK…what was that about?”
“Probably some cabbage saleswoman.” Mako answered. “Cabbage Corp. has been more aggressive lately; it’s honestly getting on my…wait…”
It was then that Mako noticed the emblem on the card, an emblem he had seen before and one that exposed the identity of the woman, and the one who sent her…a blue ‘V’.
“What is it, Mako?”
“Zhu Li!”
Jumping up from behind his desk, he gave chase down the hall where the woman exited, with Asami following close behind. The two traversed down the steps of the building until they reached the front door. They exited the Headquarters and stood at the top of the stairs in front of the building, as Mako looked for any sign of the woman so he could question her. Instead what he found was a long black motor vehicle with a white roof. The driver honked its horn to get their attention, and the two cautiously made their way over to it. Reaching for the door, Mako slowly opened it and looked inside. What he found was verification to the woman’s identity earlier…Varrick.
“MAKO! ASAMI!” He said, greeting them. “If I knew you were coming, I’d have baked a cake! Oh wait, I did…so I did!”
He pointed to the middle of the backseat area, where there was a small table with Varri-cake pieces placed on top of it. Mako wouldn’t be distracted however, as he and Asami climbed in. “YOU! Varrick, you’re under arre—WHOA!!!”
Without warning the vehicle pulled out from in front of Police Headquarters and turned onto the road. The sudden jump forward caused Mako fall backwards, landing on the backseat of the vehicle. He would have less comfort with Asami’s landing though, as she would end up seated on his head. As the vehicle exited its turn, she quickly moved off of him and to the other side of the backseat.
“Sorry!”
“If anything I should be the one apologizing!” Varrick stated. “Zhu Li’s been skipping out on her practice laps Sato Raceway. And don’t think I didn’t notice you not signaling on that turn!”
“What are you doing here?” Asami asked.
“I thought you would’ve been long gone after escaping during Unalaq & Korra’s battle.” Mako added.
“Oh Come On!” Varrick lamented. “Don’t tell me you’re STILL angry! I’ll have you know my designs of Republic City Jail Cells are the most lavish in the land. CERTAINLY not like Boiling Rock Prison.” Varrick shuddered upon mentioning that name. “That’s just barbaric! Besides, my company has been working hard with Future Industries to assure everyone benefits from this New Spiritual Age Korra’s created and I’ve been overseeing it all…at least until I heard about the incident at the arena.”
“So you do know about the attack on Bolin.” Asami said.
“Of course I do!” Varrick confirmed. “And I’m just damn angry, DAMN Angry about it! Right, Zhu Li!?”
The driver, revealing herself to be Varrick’s assistant, momentarily glanced back to answer him. “You’re damn angry, sir.”
“How DARE they attack Bolin!” He continued. “He’s a good kid with a heart of gold…and he’s making a killing with Nuktuk screenings at BOTH Poles! In fact, I’ve already got a script for a sequel! Asami, I got a part in there for a rich and beautiful inventor/philanthropist that also fights crime at night using those inventions. You interested?”
“Enough!” Mako interrupted. “Look…if you really do wanna help my brother, just how are you gonna do it?”
“By doing what got me to where I am today, my good boy!” Varrick promptly answered. “Acquiring the one thing that can make any man wealthy even if he doesn’t have a coin to his name…information.”
As he said those words, he handed over a short stack of documents to Mako, who quickly took them and glanced over their contents along with Asami. Within moments their eyes widened, but Mako’s expression changed to anger soon after. “I should’ve known.”
“Are you sure about this, Varrick?” Asami asked.
“My people are always sure when it comes to matters like this.” Varrick answered. “Plus Zhu Li checked over the papers herself. A dynamo with paperwork, that girl is!”
It was enough for Mako, who was convinced as he put down the documents. “OK, Varrick, we—!”
“Need to see Chief Bei Fong? Go right ahead.” He motioned out his vehicle window to the building they had just parked in front of; the Police Headquarters.
“Wait, you were driving in circles?” Asami asked.
“Of course!” Varrick replied. “I told you, Zhu Li trained at the Sato Raceway!”
“Asami, let’s go” Mako said, hopping out of the vehicle.
“Wait, if this is all true I think I should get Korra.” Asami suggested. “She could be needed.”
“Good idea.” Mako agreed. “I’ll get the Chief and you can meet us there.”
“Great! Varrick, can you drop me off?”
To that, Varrick simply smiled and signaled to his assistant. “Zhu Li, do the thing!”

The sun was slowly rising over Republic City, giving the sky a yellowish-orange color which only brought further beauty to the urban landscape. It also worked to shine through the windows of its citizens, helping to wake them for the new day. This included Bolin and Korra, who spent the night in the living room on the couch…with Korra still on top of Bolin. The Earthbender was the first to open his eyes, and was greeted by Korra’s face; a moment which caused him to silently mouth ‘thank you’ just before she was jostled from her slumber.
Her hair was a mess, but to Bolin she still appeared as sexy as ever as she glanced down at him. “Hey…”
“Hey.” He responded.
They both grew quiet, simply smiling at each other as they recalled the events of last night, and how good they felt at the moment. It could be said they gave into inhibition, letting pure passion fuel their actions, but at the moment, neither one of them had a single regret about it. Unfortunately, the moment would pass, and a knock on the door would bring them back down to a frightening reality.
“KORRA? BOLIN???”
The sound of Asami’s voice jarred them from their elated state and Korra off of Bolin as he sat up in haste, causing her to tumble to the floor. He quickly helped her back up as he answered Asami. “JUST A MINUTE!!!”
Frantically they began searching for their clothes, remembering they were each naked as a badgermole. “Where’s my shirt!?” Korra whispered.
“Over by the sink!” Bolin answered in the same tone. “Where are my pants!?”
Korra didn’t get the chance to answer as the two spotted them…across the room, next to the window. “Why are your pants all the way over there!?”
“It was the heat of passion!” Bolin said quietly, defending himself. “You don’t pay attention to where you throw clothes in the heat of passion!”
“Just help me find my boots!”
Asami knocked again. “GUYS!?”
“WE’LL BE RIGHT THERE!!!” Korra replied.
Though they scrambled to maintain their balance while dressing, they quickly got on the clothes they wore last night. Making his way to the door, Korra stood nonchalantly by the window as he opened it, letting Asami in.
“Hey, Asami!” Bolin said, trying to act casual. “Didn’t expect to see you here this early!”
“Yeah, I just got news—what happened here?” She asked, noticing the state of the apartment.
“What happened where?” Bolin replied, feigning confusion.
“There’s stuff scattered on the floor, your coatrack’s knocked over and…the couch looks like it’s been crushed.” Asami elaborated. “Were you attacked?”
“Of course not!” Korra quickly denied. “There were no attackers here!”
“Then what happened?”
“…Arm Wrestling.”
Asami gave the two of them a look of disbelief. “The couch is banged up and the apartment is in shambles because of Arm Wrestling?”
“What can we say?” Korra told her. “Sometimes the spirit of competition gets the better of us.”
“That reminds me, I still want a rematch for—AAGH!!!” The twinge of pain reminded Bolin that his shoulder was still sore, as well as remind Asami the reason for her visit.
“I almost forgot! Mako knows who could’ve been behind Bolin’s attack! Come on!” Grabbing his shirt with his good arm, Bolin followed the heiress out of the apartment, with Korra shutting the door and following after them.
“Your shoulder’s still hurt?” Asami asked as they descended the stairs. “I thought Korra was giving you treatment for it.”
“We…were trying new forms of treatment.” Korra answered promptly.
“Looks like it wasn’t that effective.” Asami surmised.
“Wouldn’t mind trying it again…” Bolin commented, turning to Korra. The two exchanged smiles, memories of last night still lingering. But as they exited the apartment building, another complication would rear its head.
“BOLIN!!!”
As the Earthbender turned, he found himself smothered by the arms and lips of his other half, the now world-famous Mover Star Ginger. As she kissed him passionately, both Asami and Korra could only look on in slight shock. But beneath Korra’s exterior there was a burning rage hotter than any flame even Fire Lord Zuko could bend.
“She really has a way of saying ‘hi’ to him, doesn’t she?” Asami commented.
“Apparently…” Korra said through her teeth, trying her best to quell her inner rage.
A moment later, Ginger would finally give Bolin some air to breathe. “I was so worried about my big, strong hero! When I heard those brutes attacked you, I rushed right over with a news crew to see how my Bolin was!”
“Well, he’s doing just fine!” Korra interrupted, barging in to separate the redhead from the Earthbender. “Now if you’ll excuse us…”
Ginger simply scoffed as the cameras flashed around them. “Asami, where are we going?” Bolin asked.
“Some old restaurant near the Central City Station.” She answered. “Mako said—!”
“Say no more, I know exactly who we’re fighting.” Bolin told her. “The Triple Threat.”
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