so this happened.
Korra/Asami, Korra/Lin, Korra/Asami/Lin. PWP. explicit, MA smut. few slurs. 1,200~ words. sorry for my presence in your life.
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“Fuck, Korra, stop teasing me!”
Korra sat up, tossing her hair out of her face and shooting the naked girl splayed out before her a wicked smirk. “But you’re so much fun to tease, Asami…”
She lowered her mouth to Asami’s breasts, running her tongue across one peak. “I love the little sounds you make…” she said, trailing kisses across the breast and dragging her hand downward to trace the swell of her hips. “And your nails digging into my skin…”
Asami whimpered, spreading her legs and pressing up against the Avatar, who cheerfully ignored her increasingly obvious need and instead pulled herself up to lick a delicate trail up her neck to her ear, pulling the lobe between her lips to suck on for a moment before she pulled back far enough to whisper directly into the shell of the ear, “And the way you beg me to fuck you.” She bit her neck gently, licking the small mark and sucking at it. “And the way you…” she trapped one of Asami’s legs between her own, grinding down on it, “…moan my name when I decide you can come.”
“Korra,” Asami gasped, nails raking down the skin of her arm. “Oh, Korra, please…”
“Please, what?” Korra purred, nipping her way back down to her chest and tracing her fingertips tauntingly down her stomach.
“Fuck me, Korra,” she said breathlessly, running her hand up her skin to thread through her loose hair. “Now.”
Korra tutted softly, soft, wet lips sucking the peak of one breast while her hand teased the other. “I don’t take orders from you, Asami.” She smiled up at her. “Ask me nicely,” she said in a low voice, “and I’ll consider it.”
She squirmed, biting her lip. “Please, Korra, please fuck me.”
Korra hummed, kissing her breast once more. “Again.”
“Please, fuck me.”
Lips trailed down her stomach. “Again.”
An aggravated grown ripped itself from Asami’s throat. “Fuck, Korra, inside me. Get inside me right now.”
“Oh, no,” Korra said in a mocking voice, sitting up slightly to pout at Asami. “And you were doing so good, too.”
“But, Korra—”
“No buts,” she said briskly, sitting up. “You should know better than to talk back to me.”
She moved back, and Asami sat up, watching her, expression puzzled. “What are you doing?”
Korra sat back against the wall, legs spread. “Nothing.”
Asami’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, fuck you.”
She shrugged, smiling. “At the rate you’re going, that’s never going to happen. I’ll just have to…” she paused, trailing her fingers over her own breasts and down her stomach to her sex.
“…take care of it myself,” she finished, locking eyes with the other girl.
Asami glared, moving her own hand downwards. “Fine. Then I’ll just—”
“Oh, no,” Korra cut in, shutting the distance between them and seizing Asami by her wrists. “You’re not allowed to come yet, not after how you were talking to me.” She pinned her wrists above her head, metalbending them down using some wire she kept on hand with a smirk.
“Bitch,” Asami snarled.
“I try,” she said, laughing and sitting back again. She settled back against the wall, legs spread, fingers tracing her own folds. She gasped softly biting her lip, one finger slipping inside. “You’ve made me so wet, Asami,” she breathed, fucking herself slowly. “I’ve thought about getting my fingers in your cunt all day and I just…” she added another finger, bucking lightly against her hand and moaning loudly. “…got…so worked up…”
She cracked one eye to look at the other girl, who was glaring at her with impressive force, transfixed and furious. “I hate you.”
“You brought this on yourself,” she chastised, licking her lips and sweeping her hair out of her face. “I bet you want to taste me, don’t you, Asami?”
“Fuck you.”
She rubbed her clit with her thumb, whimpering and throwing her head back, giving Asami an impressive view. She turned to face the doorway, blinking in surprise before she smiled brightly.
“Fancy seeing you here,” she said brightly, speaking to someone who wasn’t in Asami’s line of vision. “Care to join?”
There was a moment’s pause before Chief Bei Fong stepped into the room, her eyes fixed on Korra, a derisive scowl on her face. “Have you no shame?”
“Not much,” Korra said flippantly. “But I think I’d come faster if you helped me out.”
Lin crossed her arms, frowning. “Really?” she said flatly. “And why should I help you out?”
“You’re not saying you don’t want to, are you?” she asked, reaching up to cup her own breast as she continued to fuck herself slowly. She moaned softly, back arching.
Lin’s eyes narrowed briefly before she knelt, pulling Korra’s hand away from her cunt and replacing it with her own. She let out a loud moan. “Oh, yes, Chief,” she said, bucking against her hand. “Right there…ah…”
“Quiet,” Lin growled, reaching up to pinch one of Korra’s nipples, and Korra obliged, biting down hard on her lip and whimpering as she rode the Chief’s fingers, grinding down desperately against the older woman’s hand. It didn’t take long before Korra reached her orgasm, moaning wordlessly and pressing the Chief’s hand to her cunt as she rode it out.
Lin glanced over at Asami, eyebrow raised. Asami was glaring at them, her sex practically throbbing, desire coiled so tight in her gut that she thought she would explode.
“You’re both fucking awful.”
Both of the Chief’s eyebrows shot up. She pulled away from Korra, studying Asami closely. Asami swallowed hard at the look she was giving her. She drew closer, stripping away her clothes as she walked before she straddled her, reaching back to run one finger along Asami’s folds, making her groan loudly.
“Well, someone’s eager,” she commented lightly. She leaned down to kiss her, tongue slipping into her mouth, hands gripping her hair almost painfully. She pulled back slightly, eyes hard, and said, “Eat me out and I’ll make sure you come.”
Asami bit her lip thoughtfully for a moment before nodding her consent. The Chief shifted, grabbing a pillow and stuffing it under Asami’s head before she straddled the younger woman, her sex brushing her mouth, bracing her weight on her knees and leaving heavily against the headboard. Not hesitating, Asami leaned up far enough to lick her way up Lin’s folds, flicking lightly at her clit and making her gasp. She sucked at the nub, biting it. The Chief growled low in her throat, shifting so that she could reach down with one hand and cradle Asami closer, pressing against her mouth as she slipped her tongue inside her and sucked at her.
“Korra,” Lin gasped, “get…get over here and…go down on her.”
“With pleasure,” Korra chirped, crawling closer and wasting no time in taking Asami’s clit between her lips, nipping at it and running her tongue over it. Her hand reached up and she thrust two fingers into her, fucking her slowly and crooking them to hit the spot inside her that sent her over the edge fastest. Asami whimpered in response, bucking against Korra and redoubling her efforts to make Lin come. She didn’t last long, her cunt tightening and spasming around Korra’s fingers as she flooded the Avatar with her release. The Chief followed quickly, grinding down against Asami and moaning loudly as her orgasm rippled through her.
She slipped off of Asami, sitting to the side and trying to catch her breath as Korra sat up, licking her fingers clean. She paused, looking slightly puzzled, before glancing over at the Chief.
“So, uh…what did you come over here for, exactly?”
