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The Notebook	By : PersonOfDisinterest Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 66558 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A man stepped into the dark alley. A young woman followed him, walking - well, with something of a waddle.
"My bladder feels like it's gonna burst," she moaned.
"Keep it together, Avatar," the man told her. She hissed at him.
"Damn it, stop saying my name!"
Insistent, Korra was forced by habit to look quickly behind her. These days it felt like she always had an eye glancing over her shoulder, doing her best to keep her identity to herself. She wanted none of the attention that came with it. All she wanted was - but at that moment, Korra groaned, squeezing her legs together.
"Ugh. Why did you even make me drink all that water?"
The man glanced back at her, smiling enigmatically. "Like I said, I'm not going to make you do anything you wouldn't already want to."
"Right..." Korra replied, recalling their conversation in the bar minutes before.
The clever bastard had somehow recognised her despite the drastically new length of her hair and Earth Kingdom get-up, sidling up to Korra as she sat at the counter mulling over the sorry state of her life. He offered her two choices: either he announce to the whole bar who was in its midst, or she come out back with him to earn a little keep. Korra went with the latter. Besides, she wasn't a stranger to selling her goods anymore. A girl had to eat, and pride didn't keep a belly full.
"Here will do," the man decided.
Passage through the narrow alley was made more troublesome by some crates stacked up against the walls. The smell wasn't great and neither was the light. Still, Korra could make out the features of the man as he turned to face her. A few days worth of dark stubble, clothes that had seen the laundry basket at least once, and all his teeth. Korra had serviced worse. He was built larger than her too, but she hadn't been given reason to worry too much for her safety yet. She'd dealt in her share of assholes.
"So," Korra asked, getting right to the point, "what am I good for?"
The man hopped up onto the edge of a crate, pulling up a foot to rest beside him. "Figured I'd see how talented the Avatar's mouth is."
He drawled her name. Korra ground her teeth, biting back the retort. She needed the coin.
"That all?"
"A blowjob's not enough for you?" he replied, smirking.
"I just figured, for some reason, you wanted more," Korra said, pinching her thighs together with a wince.
The man nodded. "You're right. Get your tits out."
She had to take off her pack for that, resting what was practically her life in a bag against the wall. After that, Korra slipped off the shoulder straps of her top and, with a slow, teasing pace, tugged it inch by inch down the generous curve of her chest. The man's eyes were fixed as the top caught briefly on her dark, round nipples. She was used to that intense, hungry stare; Korra had been getting it even before she set foot in Republic City.
She cupped her breasts once they were free, jiggling the heavy mounds up and down. "Like what you see?" Korra asked. The man, of course, hummed appreciatively. "I bet you want to watch me suck on them," she said, rolling a nipple with her thumb and finger.
Korra bent her head forward at the man's swift nod, hair falling into her eyes. The chill in the air contributed some to the stiffness in the large, fleshy nub, but her tongue finished the job, wet flicks and pressure making her tight and hard. She'd always liked teasing herself like this and it was easy to lose herself in the moment. The water sitting heavily in her bladder, however, brought Korra back to reality.
The man laughed when a whine left her throat and Korra rubbed her knees together. "You really need to go, huh?"
"Frankly, I'd appreciate it if we got down to business," she replied tightly. "And business isn't free."
Reaching into his jacket, the man pulled out a fistful of cash. The wad of notes gave Korra pause. It was a lot more than the going rate for a suck and swallow. She eyed it as intensely as he had done her chest. That was a lot of money.
"Pull down your pants."
Korra blinked, and her guard was immediately up. "What?"
"How desperate are you? To pee?" the man clarified when she arched a wary eyebrow.
Korra swore she hadn't heard him properly. "To what?"
He smiled. "I want you to relieve yourself. Right here. While I watch."
"You're putting up a lot for that privilege," Korra said after a long moment.
"Twice the going rate for a suck and swallow," the man replied. "I'll pay for that afterwards."
"After…?"
"You pull down your pants, Avatar."
She prickled with irritation at his stubbornness, but quickly pushed it away. With a quick mental check, Korra realised what the man was offering was just as much as would be charged for the full deal; for her to spread her legs and let him fuck her. And apparently he wanted to skip out on that part. Apparently. Korra eyed him carefully.
"Okay," she said, licking her lips at the thought of what all that cash could do for her Spirits, she was hungry. "But if you try anything funny, I'm going to kick your ass."
The man simply chuckled. "Hey, I'm sure you would."
Stepping forward, Korra lightened his hands of the wad of thin, wrinkled notes, which she stuffed into her pack after winding as string of twine around them. She made sure it was in sight and reach as she straightened again. Korra was unable to help herself from glancing around the side of the crate she stood behind, glimpsing the ignorant (or indifferent) walking past the mouth of the alley. The embarrassment never truly faded away, even after several months working the streets.
When her bladder throbbed, Korra grimaced and reached for her pants, yanking them down to her knees. The air was cold against her thighs and naked sex. She didn't wear panties when she was working anymore; dignity fell to make way for her clients' convenience. She wasn't bare between the legs, however. Her fingers rustled through thick pubic curls. A hum from her current client's throat made Korra look up.
"You like it, huh?"
Her fuzz proved to be a hit with a lot of Earth Kingdom guys. Korra wasn't necessarily sure if they liked their women natural, or they liked it specifically on her, but either way it meant she only needed to spend minimal time trimming when the bush grew too wild. The man nodded silently, watching as Korra peeled open her labia to expose the vibrant pink of her snatch.
"Squat down," he told her, licking his own lips. His tongue sounded thick and Korra didn't try to hide the lopsided grin that crept up on her mouth. She loved it when lust rendered a guy almost speechless. It was such a power trip, and that it had nothing to do with bending four elements made it that much better - even, in this case, when the man knew exactly who she was.
Korra pulled her pants down to her ankles, then stepped out of the legs. She turned and deposited them on the edge of the crate at her back. The urge to pee was almost overpowering now that her body realised what she was finally letting it do. Korra was practically breathless as she spread her lips with one hand and started to push.
Psssssssssssh...
"Ah, ah, ah!"
The sudden bark instantly made Korra squeeze and shut off the waterworks. She looked up quickly - and her eyes grew in surprise. The man had his cock out, and not so much distance separated them that Korra couldn't tell he was stroking an impressive piece of equipment.
"What?" she said then, to his interruption.
"Slowly," the man told her.
Korra sighed, and complied.
Piss dribbled out onto the ground, a stuttering golden trickle dripping with a soft plip plip into a growing puddle. At first, Korra's only thoughts consisted of 'Thank the Spirits, finally', until that began to fade and she realised exactly what she was doing. That was when a wave of hot shame made her cheeks glow.
The man's gaze was intent as Korra squatted low and, out in the open, like a wild animal, relieved herself. The smell of fresh, warm piss filled the alley, and it was not unwelcome there. The puddle underneath her grew until it threatened to stain the soles of her shoes. Korra shifted her foot quickly, but she had chugged what felt like gallons of water at the man's behest and her bladder seemed to be filling even as she emptied it.
He stroked the long, rigid length of his shaft as Korra eventually found herself squatting in her own urine. She grimaced, and told herself to keep thinking about the money. But just underneath the surface was a little voice that moaned at how good it felt, piss freely gushing out of her cunt. Maybe that's why, when the man spoke, Korra found herself with her eyes closed and a hand palming her breast.
"I'm not sure which of us is enjoying this more."
Korra felt her face and neck grow hot. "I'm done," she said shortly, thighs aching as she stood tall. She winced when the puddle practically sloshed as she stepped out of it. "I can't believe you just made me do that."
"I didn't make you do anything, Avatar," the man replied, smirking. "I just offered you the right incentive."
Feeling dregs dribbling warmly down the inside of her leg, Korra just wanted to get this over with and find herself a shower. Fortunately, the man then spoke on cue.
"Want to earn the rest?" he asked.
Korra's eyes immediately dropped to the man's dick as he gripped the base, without thinking wetting her lips. Her gaze followed his hand as it twisted up the length of the shaft, watching the pre-cum smeared crown disappear into a tight fist. It was a moment before Korra could wrench her attention away, finding a grin spreading across the man's face.
"Fine," she said, retrieving her pack before it was soiled by an expanding puddle of urine. She crossed the alley to his stack of crates. "But if you say my name again, it'll mean trouble. The kind where I make this erection more than a little uncomfortable for you."
"I get it," the man replied. "Wouldn't want to ruin the mood, after all."
"Good," Korra said. She crouched down in front of him, bringing herself eye to eye with a fat, richly engorged cock-crown. "I'm...not sure I can fit all of that in my mouth."
"If you're good enough, you won't have to."
Without another word, Korra parted her lips. She could never say no to a challenge.
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