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The Need to Control	By : SapphoSynergy Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 4152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Korra pushed her chair backwards, leaning it on two legs. She chewed the side of her lip worriedly.
“A mentor?” she asked Chief Lin Beifong, “I’ve never been one before. Hell, I’m the one who always needs a mentor.”
Lin snorted.
“I’m just telling you what President Moon said to me,” Lin said, “She left it up to you in the end. Think about it and get back to me.”
Kuvira asking for help from her was an unusual request, and it still didn’t make sense to Korra. Lin had explained that Kuvira was going through a difficult time mentally. She was allowed to see the acupuncturist during her house arrest, but apparently that had only caused her more anguish. But why wouldn’t she speak to Suyin or someone else close to her? Korra guessed it had to do with the cathartic conversation Kuvira and she had together in the Spirit World, and maybe the adventure they had gone through since. Korra had a suspicion there was more to the request than met the eye, but she pushed away that thought for the time being.
“Do you think I’m ready?” Korra asked.
Lin stood up from her seat to gaze out of her living room window.
“Kid, I’m not one to tell you whether you’re ready or not,” she said brusquely, “How would I know? Like I said, it’s up to you.”
Korra swallowed her doubts. If she felt uncomfortable with counseling Kuvira, she could always end the agreement.
“Alright,” she said to Lin, “I’ll give it a try.”

As Korra packed, Asami leaned on the doorframe.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” Korra confessed, “I kind of regret my decision, but I did tell them I’d do it, so…”
“I’m sure you’ll make a wonderful mentor,” Asami said, “And the fact that Kuvira wants this… it means she may still be trying to improve herself.”
Asami looked away, staring at nothing. She wrapped her hands around her own arms as if it were cold.
“I wish you could come with me,” Korra said.
“You know I can’t. I have a lot of work to do here.”
There were other reasons she didn’t want to go, but Korra didn’t delve into them.
“Why do you think Kuvira wants me to counsel her?” Korra asked, “I mean, I’m younger than she is. And she tried to kill me in the past. I thought maybe she still didn’t like me.”
“Well, I think she knows about that rough three years you went through,” Asami answered, “Maybe she wants to know how you got through them.”
She sat down on Korra’s bed beside her suitcase.
“We did really connect in the Spirit World,” Korra recalled.
Korra stopped packing and sat down beside Asami. She looked into her girlfriend’s green eyes, which were partially lidded by her long lashes. The topic was clearly weighing Asami down. Korra reached out to gently pull Asami’s chin towards her.
“Enough about Kuvira,” Korra said.
“I agree,” Asami said, a wavering smile on her red lips.
Asami leaned in to kiss Korra on the lips. As her scarlet lips touched Korra’s bare ones, Korra remembered how it didn’t matter how many times they kissed. She was still always surprised at how good it felt. Korra cradled Asami’s pale face with her brown hand as she leaned deeper into the kiss.
When they began exploring with their tongues, Korra also remembered how turned-on kissing made her. She broke apart from Asami before she got too worked up. Korra looked away, a slight worry in her mind. Who was the last person Asami kissed? Was it her, or was it someone else?
Ever since they had decided they could see other people, Korra had never taken advantage of their agreement. She had agreed to it willingly, but she hadn’t realized how jealous her heart could get. She didn’t know whether Asami had made good on their agreement yet, since it rested on a “don’t ask” rule. Maybe Korra should speak up soon and take back her consent to letting others into their relationship. She felt like she was a one-woman type of person.
“Hey,” Asami said softly, “What’s up? You look worried.”
Korra looked back at Asami, who had a concerned expression altering her perfect features.
“Nothing,” Korra lied, “It’s just about the trip.”
“I’m going to miss you,” Asami said, her voice sultrier than would be expected of a mundane statement.
She placed her hand on Korra’s thigh, sending a thrill through Korra’s stomach.
“I’m only going to be gone a few days,” Korra laughed.
“Yes, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t… say goodbye,” Asami said, a cocky smile on her face.
She leaned to whisper in Korra’s ear.
“If you catch my drift.”
“Oh, I got it,” Korra said, trying to sound sexy but landing on dorky instead.
Asami laughed lightly.
“Shall we?” she asked.
“Fuck yes,” Korra replied.
Korra’s heart started pumping blood to the increasingly wet juncture between her legs. Asami stood up and gracefully slipped out of her bathrobe, leaving it crumpled on the floor. This left only her silky, sleeveless nightgown, which draped over her breasts and hips alluringly.
“Let me,” Korra requested, reaching out her hands.
Asami hummed a laugh and walked closer. Korra ran her hands along the silky fabric, starting at Asami’s collarbone and sliding down over her breasts to her trim waist. Then she slid her hands down Asami’s legs until she reached the bottom of the nightgown, which she grabbed.
“I can tell you’re tense,” Asami said softly.
She took Korra’s shoulders and massaged them as Korra lifted her nightgown slowly.
“I really want you right now,” Korra replied.
Whether or not Asami was seeing other people, Korra had her all to herself in this moment. She would make the most of it.
Korra took Asami’s hands and pushed them off of her shoulders. Then she swept Asami off of her feet and tossed her onto the bed.
“A little eager, are we?” Asami laughed.
“Very,” Korra replied.
With an animalistic glee, Korra pulled Asami’s nightgown up and over her head. Asami helped so that the silk wouldn’t get tangled in her long, wavy black hair. Now the slim woman was entirely nude except for some lacy underwear.
Was she planning this? Korra wondered, seeing the lingerie. The thought made her feel desired and proud.
Korra latched on to Asami’s left breast and sucked with vigor. She took her hand to her other breast and made circles with her finger around Asami’s nipple. Asami moaned despite herself, and the involuntary sound excited Korra. She ferociously licked and sucked at the spot Asami liked best, near where her breast met her side. Her hand wandered down to Asami’s stomach and to the crook of her hip, leading to another moan from Asami. Korra felt the soft hair at her mound.
“Oh…” Asami groaned, “Fuck me, Avatar.”
Korra didn’t have to be told twice. She grinned and positioned herself beside Asami where she could reach down between her legs as well as kiss her neck. Korra explored Asami’s lower lips with her fingers, softly caressing the inner folds. But she didn’t insert her fingers yet. Instead, she teased Asami’s clit, pressing heavily enough to cause pleasure but not so heavily as to cause discomfort. Meanwhile, she sucked at Asami’s neck, just above her shoulder.
She sat back watched Asami’s face contort with pleasure and desperation. Her moans turned into whimpers.
“Please, Korra,” she whispered, “I need you.”
“What do you need?” Korra asked teasingly, pulling her hand away from Asami.
Asami’s features turned distressed.
“I need your fingers inside me,” she insisted.
Korra was too eager to wait any longer. She pressed her two middle fingers together and slowly plunged them into Asami’s pussy. She found Asami’s clit with her thumb, and deftly made circles as she began to thrust with her fingers. It gave her such a rush of power to see Asami made so satisfied, disheveled and moaning, completely unabashed. It was almost as much power as she felt in the Avatar state, although this was far more fun.
“Fuck,” Asami gasped.
Korra smiled at Asami’s swearing. She continued pumping her fingers in the same way she had been, knowing she had hit the perfect spot.
“Keep going,” Asami cried, “Don’t stop!”
Not ten seconds later, Asami started to shiver and shake, her vagina clenching around Korra’s fingers. Asami sat upright with one bolt of pleasure, and her hand clutched Korra’s shirt tightly.
“Korra!” she cried, “Oh, Korra…”
The shaking slowed to a stop, and Asami reached out to grab Korra’s hand. Korra immediately stopped what she was doing and slid her hand along Asami’s leg.
“Thank you,” Asami said, gazing into Korra’s eyes, “You’re amazing.”
Korra chuckled sheepishly.
“No, you’re amazing,” she argued weakly.
Korra looked at the mess they’d caused. Her fingers were still slick, and she lifted her fingers to her mouth to lick them off. Asami’s smell was amazing, musky and oceanic. She had a tangy, pleasant taste, like a lime.
“I’m going to need to rest a second before it’s your turn,” Asami said, breathing heavily.
“Look how tired I made you,” Korra gloated.
Asami closed her eyes, laughing.
“I’ll get you back,” she teased.
“I mean, if you’re tired, you don’t have to,” Korra offered, “Getting you off is good enough for me.”
“No, stop being silly,” Asami chided, “I’m not letting you off the hook that easily.”
They lay in silence for a few minutes, and Korra rested her head against Asami’s shoulder. The sex they had was almost always amazing, when they had time for it. But Korra wondered if there was any way they could spice things up a bit. She had all kinds of fantasies, mostly involving Asami ordering her around, but she was too awkward to bring them up.
But maybe Asami would be open to new things. She’d been open to each new thing Korra had suggested before. And Asami was the one who had proposed the whole open relationship idea. Maybe she wasn’t as vanilla as she seemed.
Asami looked at Korra, a fire in her green eyes.
“Ready?” she asked.
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