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This week? Not so great.
The amount of times Korra had to walk away in the middle of conversations and meetings, tune out everything and simply stand somewhere like a statue with her head in her hands, has happened too many times.
Too. Many.
It’s made worse by the fact that you, as well, are suffering with the same frustrations. Yet, you seem to handle them with much more grace than she does. It’s one of the many things she admires about you… how much you’ve grown from being so meek to this woman with such an assertive attitude.
She’s thought long and hard about breaking that facade you carry.
Now, now, put down those pitchforks. She just… she knows you. She knows how you operate, how you react, especially to her touches.
Most often than not, she’s daydreaming about you. Not when she should, but she is. It makes her eyes linger, observing your figure she’s made sure to love every inch of; with her lips, teeth, tongue, and nails.
She can’t help it. You were her safe haven, and sometimes her safe haven involves explicit things when it comes to the one she loves inside (literally) and outside.
Usually, she hates when people challenge her, namely without a foundation to even attempt to prod at her decisions and responses. But with you? It’s all different. She likes it; knowing it’ll either end with either you or her on the receiving end of something so satisfying.
But with how this week is going, Korra’s in a mood. Especially when the two of you are busy with settling most of the earth kingdom’s affairs with their neighboring villages that were affected by Kuvira’s reign. The situation was like a thorn stuck to their sides since it had them constantly traveling and remedying quarrels and disputes.
Most of the villages were demanding compensations out of the range the kingdom would be able to supply—especially since the empire was… ahem. Raided, curterous to who should not be named… Bolin. Yet! Both you and Korra were successful in the previous two villages visited.
But with this last one…
Korra aggressively flung the tent flaps open before sending a blast of air in an attempt to fling them back as if closing them. Yet the gush of air hits you instead, causing you to take a steady breath to quell the growing irritation with your lover’s behavior.
You entered the large tent calmly, watching Korra start pacing back and forth once far enough inside.
“Do they think everyone’s made of money? How can they demand a million yuon compensation when the village suffered minimal damage and, at most, was threatened!” Korra shouted, throwing her hands out in exasperation.
“I was just so close to—“ she stopped herself, breathing in sharply and clenching her hands into fists, flexing her fingers as they itched with brewing energy.
A sigh left you, “to what? Giving him a passive aggressive response? Newsflash, you did that perfectly.”
Korra paused, glancing at you and then grumbled like a child who felt wrongly reprimanded, her eyes moved back to the ground. Her arms tightly crossed over her chest, huffing, “nice to see you’re still being sarcastic.”
“Nice to see you’re still throwing a fit,” you responded with a raised brow and a tilt of your head. You gnawed at your bottom lip, keeping yourself from going further.
Her nose flared from a sharp huff, brows furrowing as she met your gaze once more, taking notice of your action. “Is there something you want to say?” She spoke with slight grit.
“…Korra..” you attempted to coax when realizing some of Korra’s irritation was being directed onto you, even if you had fanned those flames.
“No, no. Don’t do that,” now she was the one reprimanding, pointing towards you with her face skewed into a glare, “you were gonna call me something. Go on, say it.”
When you didn’t say anything right after, only offering a long pause, she stalked closer.
“Say… it.”
You met her gaze, matching her look with a scrunched nose. And yet, your mouth was closed shut, as if glued together. It wasn’t that you knew what you would say would make Korra unbelievably pissed off, no—
You simply forgot.
Korra’s hardened gaze, the twitch of her nose, and the light curl of her lip, admittedly, did something to you. It made your brain scramble and insides all tingly.
And it didn’t help either when Korra’s hand cupped your chin, fingers pressed into the side of your jaw and cheeks. She made sure your gaze was on her, twisting your head whenever you attempted to glance away.
“You know I don’t like it when you stay quiet,” Korra hummed, tone sickly sweet, borderline mocking as she spoke to you. “Perhaps you should start with a sorry, yeah?” She added when you gave a grunt from her twists and turns.
“Sorry..”
“Mm, no. Doesn’t sound right.”
“I’m. Sorry…”
Korra seemed to ponder on your correction before letting out a scoff and then a heavy sigh as she dropped her hand.
“No. That won’t do either.”
There was a noticeable sound of Korra turning her foot against the bare ground, and the next thing you knew the ground below your feet moved, causing you to fall to your knees with your eyes now directed at the familiar boots in front of you.
“C’mon, baby,” she tapped her foot, a smirk appearing on her lips as you looked up at her from your position. Something in her chest warmed at it, a thrill tingling through her body because of it. “Try again. Be a good girl.”
That struck something else in you instead, a sort of defiance at the demand, especially when it was made to humiliate you.
Your lips were kept shut, a simple huff being pushed through your nose as you looked up at her. You scrunch your face in disapproval and irritation, frowning with a light twitch of your lips.
Korra’s piercing gaze stayed on you, letting the silence stretch before a small amused huff left through her nose. There was some sort of smugness in her expression, ready to break your little facade just as she has been dreaming about way before this.
“One more chance, sweet girl,” Korra whispered, leaning down and bracing her hands on her thighs to further look down at you. “All you gotta do is apologize…” she didn’t expect you to at all, which made her smirk feel enriched the moment you didn’t.
Korra took a step back with one foot dragging against the dirt ground, the action causing the ground beneath your hands to slide. You gasped once again, attempting to sit back up, but you were rendered back into the same position after each attempt; left to bow at Korra’s feet.
She circled you briefly, appreciating how you looked before stopping behind you. After a moment of staring, seeing as you were obeying, she kneeled onto her knees behind you, her hands moving to grasp your hips. She nudged them upwards, humming in appreciation when you raised them.
You can be good sometimes.
Korra rested her palms on your ass and squeezed, a heavy sigh leaving her until she moved her hands up to your waistband pulling them down, along with your underwear. The Avatar groaned in approval, spreading you apart as much as she could. She stared hard at your slit, taking in your beauty she could never get enough of seeing.
You were easing into your arousal, as seen in the growing slick that you produced.
“Spirits…” She moaned, a finger sliding through your slit without warning. Korra licked her lips when seeing how much gathered before popping it in her mouth with a pleased sound. “Getting wetter by the second, hm?” Korra mused, eyes crinkling with mirth and strong desire.
With her needs rising, Korra was quick to bring her, now saliva covered digit, back to your cunt. She pushed it past your entrance, closing her eyes to the tightness she could feel from just her finger. She smirked, feeling your walls clench in a rhythm, “that’s right, so tight for me.”
You closed your eyes, tucking your head into the crook of arms as you gave a sigh. Korra worked her finger into you, leaning over a bit to kiss your lower back with gradually picking up the pace.
“That’s a good girl,” she groaned, free hand gripping your thigh tightly as the other continued to finger you with growing greed.
A soft noise left your lips, holding your arms tightly and biting your lip. It was an attempt to muffle yourself, unsure how your voice would travel even if you two were on the outskirts of the village.
A sharp crack of skin meeting skin made you yelp. You nearly buckled completely, nails digging into your arms with your legs feeling wobbly as your bottom stung from the impact of Korra’s hand. Yet, that same hand came back to gently ease the area with a sweet caress, as if she didn’t just spank you to the spirit world and back.
“Oh, no. None of that. You know I don’t like that,” Korra hissed, keeping her palm rested on your rear, the soft caresses coming to an end. Her hand slowly grew in warmth to the point you felt like if she heated her hand any farther it might leave a burn. “Wanna try again?…”
She twisted her other hand, curling her finger just right inside your cunt. It made your body shiver and tremble in pleasure, letting a moan tumble from your lips. A shaky breath left you next, feeling something trickle down your legs when Korra’s finger pumped faster as if to overwhelm you—which was working.
“Nasty girl,” Korra chuckled, a smirk forming on her lips as she watched arousal trickle out of you. Her words were hypocritical, especially when she nearly drooled at the mere sight of you enjoying this.
With her own need of reprieve, Korra retracted her finger, basking in your disapproving whine. She licked the juices from her digit, groaning in delight while you suffered with the denial of pleasure.
“Korra,” you whined, letting your foot lightly brush against her thigh—well, until Korra trapped it beneath a thick layer of earth which she happily copied with the other.
“Don’t be a baby, baby,” she grinned, shuffling a tad closer to where she could lower your hips atop her lap, able to feel your lower lips kiss the fabric of her pants. She let the earthly restraints loosen until you found a comfortable position. “This is what happens when the brat takes a step too far…” Both palms were now resting on your bottom, each one heating up to a fast degree.
“I’m sorry,” you said, voice feeling so meek and pathetic due to the position you were in.
You heard something rattle, a distant clink of ceramic. Your eyes moved to the water jug, something that was originally used for putting out fires. It fell over with a thud as the water from inside poured out… but not on the ground, instead it flowed in the air.
With a spiraling mind, you didn’t register the fact that Korra’s hands had left your body. One currently did the work on pushing down her lower garments whilst the other pulled the current of water towards herself.
“It’s too late for sorry’s,” Korra whispered, nudging for your hips to rise more, filled with pride when you did. She sat further on her knees, shuffling out of her pants and underwear and kicking them away. The water flowed around her hips, her hand twirling gently to ensure the right form took shape.
“Reap the consequences,” she whispered with a smug grin, hips pushing forward once the water formed a semi-solid shape. It breached your entrance, slowly filling you up with each shallow thrust. Her free hand braced itself atop your lower back, hovering over your pliant body.
Korra bristled with so much pride and adoration. The view she got was something else, so hard to keep focus when you look so pretty for her like this. The hand on your lower back moved, feeling up your body as best she could. She listened to your sweet voice as she pushed forward, basking in your submission.
She groaned once her hips were flushed against your ass, the water-shaped cock filling you up completely. She gave soft ruts, biting her lip. With hooded eyes she watched herself grinding against your rear. It made her tingle, have goosebumps even. It never failed to make her excited when she had you like this.
You, on the other hand, were practically already falling apart. Everything overwhelmed you, the fact you were coaxed into such a position, restrained, degraded and then filled to the brim with something that felt like jello inside you. So much but so good.
“Bet you wanted this, huh, baby?” Korra stated, slowly pulling her hips back, making sure the water appendage glided along your walls. “Being such a brat so you can get your brains fucked outta ya…”
The push back in made you whimper quietly, a shaky exhale following next. It rocked you forward slightly, a gentle sway as Korra started slow, being gracious enough to give you time to adjust.
“Yeah… you did,” she answered for you with an amused huff, ending with a pleased rumble from her throat. Her hips started to pick up pace, a hand quickly moving to grip your hip. The pads of her fingers pressed deeply into the skin, securing you in her hold.
You gave a moan, clawing at the ground instead of your own arms. A tingling sensation coursed through your body, making you shake and squirm. Yet, even with all your trembling, you couldn’t even move. Not with the shackles of earth keeping your feet in place.
“Korra…” you whispered with a gasp, a soft cry escaping your throat.
The said Avatar’s working hand trembled, trying to focus on her bending to continue the passion between them. Your voice affected her greatly, nearly making her lose her mind.
“Deciding to be a good girl, baby?” She panted, leaning forward to drive her hips quicker, pushing her water-formed cock deep inside you with persistence. “Fuck…” Korra groaned, twisting her wrist and flexing her fingers to manipulate the water further.
She relished in your squeal of approval and light jump of your hips. A grin formed on her lips before giving a moan of her own. Bits of water strayed from the main source, venturing to your clit to provide gentle suction. Not only did she focus on your clit, but she also did it to herself as well.
Korra’s always been an amazing bender, the multitude of elements she can wield isn’t the only part that shows that; it’s her creativity and uniqueness, as well as her ability with impressive control. It’s a part of her. And that part she loves to show you.
“That’s it.. take it. Take it all,” Korra grunted, starting to feel greedy as her hips lost all gentleness. Skin on skin and the mix of squelching liquid and heavy moans becoming the only things that filled their tent. “Need it, don’t you? Like being.. spirits—like being fucked like this? Yeah?”
Her questions were all rhetorical. She knew each answer well, simply enjoying the pretty whines and whimpers you’d let out as she would babble on.
At this point, you were just mush. Crying out with gasps and moans like the air was being knocked out of you. She was making sure you felt it; felt the power of her bending as she plundered your hole and made you experience unimaginable pleasure.
“Mnn.. Kor.. ah—Korra,” you began to chant her name with various pronunciations escaping your mouth like a prayer. It was a tall-tale sign of your enclosing climax.
“That’s right. Scream for me…” Korra moaned happily, changing her thrusts, focusing on harsh and deep penetration that made you sob. Her brows furrowed, focusing on you completely. Her hand twisted and turned, working the water-shaped dick harder along with the small suctions to their clits.
You trembled, nails digging further in the ground as you felt the coil inside you wind up tighter and tighter until it burst under Korra’s continuous pressure and force. You released with a pleasant moan, your orgasm dripping down both yours and Korra’s thighs.
The Avatar was not far behind, thrusts erratic and uncoordinated, delivered in sharp thrusts before she rutted into you. She grunted and gasped as she released next, furthering the mess you both made together.
Once you both drew out your pleasure, Korra let go. The water splashing on the ground before the Avatar shakily laid atop of your body, breaths ragged with heavy grunts. Her hand gently pressed against the ground, crumbling the earthly binds around your ankles before she wrapped an arm securely around you, other massaging your foot, swapping when needed.
Sweat covered you both, your heavy breaths slow to even out. Korra had her forehead against your spine, fingers tracing lazy circles along your skin.
“You okay?” She asked, voice so much softer than before, pursing her lips to press them against your back.
“Mhm…”
“Want some water?”
“As long as it isn’t the water we just used,” your comment made Korra snort. She kissed her way up your body, smiling when you tilted your head so she could plant one to your cheek.
“Oh no, my fantasies,” she joked with a dry tone, feeling proud as you laughed. “Promise to get you fresh water, baby.”
“Could go for a bath too,” you hummed, stretching your body beneath Korra, who helped you sit up and rubbed off some of the dirt that accumulated on your skin.
Korra hummed, chin on your shoulder, “I dunno… kinda like you all dirty,” she mused before yelping at the smack to her hip. “Hey!” She whined, “a woman can’t say what’s on her mind?”
“You? Never,” you gave a playful scoff, tilting your head to rest against Korra’s. The Avatar grumbled, hugging you tighter and pressing her face into the crook of your neck.
The time spent together worked to ease both their frustrations, bodies more relaxed and heads just a bit clearer from the passion made. It appeared to help Korra the most as she didn’t want to bite anyone’s heads off the next day.
All because of you. And that made you a bit smug.