Dangerous: Ruin Me

Chapter 2

You asked for it, you got it! Here's part 2!

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~No POV~

"W-what do you mean my turn?" Korra asked.

Asami smirked, leaning close to Korra's ear. "You really thought I'd let you get away with not having you to myself?"

Korra's ear laid back, ticklish from Asami's breath on it. "I don't know..."

"Don't worry." Asami purred, her fingers dancing down Korra's front. Korra swallowed. "It'll be just as good for you as it was for me."

She kissed Korra slowly and Korra kissed her back, her heart already racing. Asami's hand was roaming over her torso, running along her breast. Korra sucked in a breath, drawing in Asami's lower lip in the process. Asami grinned to the best of her ability. Korra's tail swayed below them, brushing against Asami's leg. Asami held back a whimper and moved her leg out of the way. She pulled away, giving Korra a stern look.

"Control your tail, Korra. I'd hate to make you put it away." she said before kissing her again.

Korra didn't understand what she meant by that, but she figured it was best not to find out. Asami's hand had found the edge of Korra's tank top, hidden underneath her sweater that was tied around her waist. Asami parted with Korra momentarily to focus on removing the pesky clothing. Korra propped herself up on her elbows, watching Asami's fingers work effortlessly to get the hoodie off of her. The sleeves came undone and Korra instinctively lifted her hips for Asami to take it out from under her. It fell to the floor and Asami assaulted Korra's mouth again before Korra could process her movement. She whined into Asami's mouth, feeling a tingling sensation going on down below. Her tail curved in between her legs.

Asami let her curious fingers wander somewhat aimlessly over Korra's top until she again reached the hem. Her hand snaked inside and she inwardly moaned at how hot Korra's skin was. She pressed her palm flat against Korra's stomach and Korra jumped slightly, backing up an inch.

"Sorry, your hands are cold." she said quietly.

Asami giggled and returned to her task. Her fingers traced the contours of Korra's abs, barely a ghost's touch. Korra couldn't help but tremble when Asami moved farther up her body. The tip of her finger poked at her bra. A low gasp sounded from the other girl when Asami's hand forced its way under the satin material. Goosebumps immediately made themselves known on Korra's flesh when Asami placed her hand on Korra's left breast, giving her a gentle squeeze. Korra yelped and her hand seized Asami's shoulder, forcing the older girl closer. Asami smiled and ran the pad of her thumb across Korra's peak, feeling it rise in response. Another sound came from Korra resembling a hiss and a growl.

"A-Asami..." she said through her teeth.

The raven-haired beauty ignored the girl's interjection and made a pathway down Korra's jawline, flowering her in kisses and soft nips. Korra reared when she felt Asami's tongue join the party, trailing across her collar bone. Asami removed her hand from under Korra's bra. Korra whimpered in protest at the loss, making Asami laugh.

"Sit up." Asami instructed, straightening up on Korra's lap.

Korra did so obediently, sitting and using her hands to keep herself up. Asami took hold of the bottom of her tank top. "Lift up your arms." Korra was blushing deeply by then as she raised her arms up. Asami pulled the top over Korra's head and threw it over her shoulder without a second thought. With her shirt off, Asami could make out her toned muscles and sculpted abs. She could've drooled at the sight. Korra caught her staring and looked off to the side, biting her lip. Asami's hand made contact with Korra's body, running down it slowly.