Korrasami Jamboree

Pleasure

"Okay, Korra. Are you ready?"

Korra shifted in her soft leather seat, finally managing to wiggle the seatbelt into place. "Um, I think so."

"Great. Go ahead and start the car."

The Avatar's hands hesitated on the wheel. "What if I hit another lamppost?"

Asami laughed. "You won't hit a lamppost, I promise."

"Okay, what if I hit a person?"

"No one else is out here. This area is all privately owned by Future Industries. We shouldn't run into anyone."

Korra nodded, glancing around. They were surrounded by warehouses, and a little more distantly she could see the bay, where softly lit boats moved idly across the smooth surface of the water. It was calm and quiet, and probably the perfect time to give the Avatar driving lessons. Deciding to relax, Korra grinned and turned the key in the ignition, overturning just a little in her excitement. The car gave a rumble of protest, but roared to life, blowing exhaust.

"Let's do this," she said eagerly, starting to put her foot on the pedal.

"Not so fast!" Asami's gloved hand closed over her wrist. "There are several things I have to explain first."

She started talking, but Korra only really understood every third word that came out of her mouth. It wasn't just that the terminology ("gear shift", "accelerator", "headlights") that made her mind go blank. Korra just wasn't good at sitting still and listening. She preferred a hands-on learning experience. As Asami went on, and on, she found herself jiggling her leg and tapping her fingers against the steering wheel, antsy.

Asami noticed. "Am I boring you?" she asked pointedly, with a raised eyebrow.

"No! Well, yes." Korra grinned sheepishly at the other girl's frown. "But it's not your fault. I just prefer to learn by doing."

"Yes, well, the last time you learned by doing, you ran into a lamppost."

"Point taken."

The heiress laughed, and suddenly leaned over to brush a cool kiss against Korra's cheek. "Just try to focus. I promise we'll get to the fun part."

"The fun part?"

Asami only nodded and winked.

After speeding through the empty streets, wind making their hair stream behind them like ribbons, Asami's worried shrieks mingling with Korra's laughter, they drove the car into the sand down at the bay. The wheels couldn't handle the change in terrain very well, so Korra skidded to a stop not far down the beach. As dust whirled up around them, she leaned in to give her girlfriend a kiss for being such a good teacher. One kiss became two, and three, and then both girls were struggling to move into the backseat, their limbs tangling together awkwardly in the small space. Asami giggled as her shoulder collided with Korra's jaw.

"You okay?" she whispered, trailing her fingers against the other girl's cheek.

"Fine," Korra whispered back, latching her mouth onto Asami's neck and sucking lightly at the soft skin there. "So is this the fun part?"