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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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Korra punched the metal grate right off the hatch and leapt up into the control room. Kicking her legs out to either side, two strong burst of flame collided with Kuvira's henchmen and knocked them unconscious. The woman herself spun around with a look of stunned surprise. Korra grinned.
"Just you and me now, Great Uniter."
Kuvira snarled at her mocking tone and lifted her hands away from the Colossus' control pods. Amorphous dark blobs came with them, pooling in the air into one large orb. Korra recognised the meteorite metal she had first learned how to manipulate when she saw it.
"You have stood in my way for the last time, Avatar," Kuvira declared, thick eyebrows pulled together, and she lashed out, scything metal through the air with a swing of her arm.
Korra darted forward after ducking low underneath it. The would-be Empress was still recovering from her first wild attack when she sprang upwards. Bringing her legs up, Korra wrapped her thighs around Kuvira's upper body as she grabbed hold of her arm. She then whipped her own body through a circular motion, her head swinging down towards her opponent's knees.
The pairing of the young Avatar's sheer strength and the laws of momentum flipped Kuvira off her feet entirely and slammed the woman down onto her back. She gave a resounding 'oof!' as Korra's weight on top of her chest drove the air from her lungs, and no longer directed by her will the fluid meteorite metal Kuvira had been wielding splatted messily against the side of a control panel.
"Get off me," the woman wheezed, a thick lock of hair misplaced by Korra's manoeuvre.
"No, I don't think I will," she replied, catching Kuvira's wrist.
Korra mouth was slanted with amusement as Kuvira twisted about, trying to dislodge her. The young Avatar didn't have any trouble riding out the jerky waves of the woman's body, compressing Kuvira's ribcage with her muscular frame until the woman's face was tight and tinged with breathlessness. She beat her free hand uselessly against Korra's buxom chest, earning herself little more than a smirk in retaliation.
"In a bit of a pinch there, Kuvira?" she said as the woman gasped. "Here, let me help you out." And taking hold of her other hand, Korra shuffled forward.
Kuvira gulped down air as the Avatar's weight left her chest. A biting wince left her lips moments later when Korra wound her left arm around her knee and dropped the joint onto Kuvira's bicep. Ignoring the woman's sharp gasp, she slid her left foot underneath Kuvira's shoulder and raised her hips.
"Argh!" Kuvira was busy shouting. "Get off me!"
"You know," Korra began, effortlessly pinning the woman down, "you've caused a bunch of trouble for everyone, and me a whole lotta' stress. I think it's only fair that you start redeeming yourself."
Kuvira glared up at her. "What are you talking abou - mmmph!"
"There we go," Korra sang, muffling the woman's voice with her crotch. "You're always talking, O' Great One. How's about some action, huh?"
The woman tossed her face, yelling words Korra couldn't make out. She didn't mind. Underneath her loose pants she was wearing nothing at all. Kuvira was already doing better at the job than the Avatar could have hoped. "Yeah, that's it," she said appreciatively as the woman furiously nuzzled into her pussy, "you're a natural, Kuvira. Were you practicing on Zhu Li?"
Her eyes flared wide, hot and seething. Curious, Korra lifted her hips an inch.
"How dare you insinuate -"
The Avatar's damp crotch shut her up again and Korra closed her eyes with an easy sigh, encouraged by Kuvira's muffled yelling to grind onto her face. "This is nice," she leisurely remarked, rolling her hips, "haven't had much of a chance to catch my breath since you went on a tear. Oops, sorry!"
Kuvira gasped loudly as Korra momentarily let up. Her eyes were daggers as she spat out a curse. "You are despicable. Unhand me!"
Korra rolled her eyes. "Alright. Whatever." And she let go of Kuvira's left arm - which was already pinned by her knee - and cast her hand out towards the pool of liquidated meteorite metal. The Avatar's grin was salacious.
"Let's make things a bit more interesting."
A second later and a hole had been cut open in the crotch of Korra's pants. Kuvira's eyes bulged as the young woman's puffy, unshaven cunt pressed into the gap, glistening with excitement. Above her, Korra was grinning. "So?"
"I will not," Kuvira spat resolutely.
Korra looked disappointed. "Huh. Suppose I'll have to go through with my promise and feed Baatar his own cock then."
"Baatar's alive?!"
"And well, for now. But if you don't get me off, I'll just have to..." the Avatar trailed off and simulated the action of scissors.
"You wouldn't."
"Is that a dare?" Korra said, smiling. "I like dares."
Fuming, Kuvira's gaze dipped. "No one can know of this. No one."
"Sure, sure," Korra replied, hovering over the Great Uniter's mouth. "Well?"
Cursing her existence, Kuvira closed her eyes and brought her lips up the Avatar's. "No teasing," she said almost immediately, "I want your tongue." Korra then let out a sigh when the woman reluctantly nuzzled into her bush, a hesitant tongue splitting open her folds. It licked up and down as though testing the taste of her flesh before retreating. Kuvira grimaced when she drew away, turning her head aside. The Avatar's musk was strong, clogging her nostrils.
"That's your own fault," Korra said as the woman's nose wrinkled. "Shouldn't have had your big tin man chasing us around the city and getting me all sweaty. Now, get back to work!"
And with that, she wound her fingers into Kuvira's hair and shoved her furry snatch into her face.
Tugging her head forward against the straining muscles of her neck, Korra rode the Great Uniter with vigour. Her mouth curved with a wide grin, her bright blue eyes rolling up to ceiling with the quick, penetrating strokes of Kuvira's tongue, the Avatar sighed and mewled and moaned her mounting pleasure. She gave the woman beneath her only scant moments to catch her breath before holding her face against the hole torn into her crotch, muffling her curses. It was fun to glimpse the look of sheer contempt on Kuvira's face, though, and the humiliation in her fierce eyes.
She began to work her hips faster as her core tightened with an impending climax, strong abdominals clenching beneath her vest. Kuvira seemed to have opted the get-this-over-with-as-soon-as-possible technique, positively flaying Korra's cunt with her tongue. The Avatar had no present complaints, her rising voice filling the Colossus' cockpit as a tell-tale shudder pulsed through her body. "Spirits, you are good at this," she groaned, as Kuvira pressed her tongue up into her. "I'm not letting up till you make me come."
At that, Kuvira's eyes flashed up and widened. Korra's strength was proven too great for her and she was holding her mouth to her nether lips more tightly than ever. Her nose buried in Korra's thick pubic curls, Kuvira's lungs were soon running on empty. She thrashed underneath the moaning Avatar, who only sang louder as Kuvira desperately began sucking on her clit.
Korra hunched over and shook with the force of her orgasm mere seconds later, howling her delight. Her thighs locked around Kuvira's head, her fingers tangled in the woman's locks. It was only once she had begun to climb down from her spectacular high, breathing heavily with a bout of satisfied chuckling, that Korra looked down and realised Kuvira was no longer glaring daggers up at her. Unclenching her thighs, the young woman lightly turned the Great Uniter's limp head from side to side, her chin glistening with Korra's girl-cum. She chuckled bashfully.
"Oops."
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