Legend of Korra smut oneshots

Korra X Asami 🪖

Korra laid face down on her army issued bed. It creaked with every motion as she slipped her hand through her thick pants and into her wet underwear. With a sigh, she rubbed her middle finger softly over her slit, already enjoying the relief of her own touch against the hot skin.

There were three other bunk beds besides her own in the small room, all of them were empty as her unit was currently outside training for combat. Korra had excused herself to her room earlier on the excuse of her stomach hurting. The truth is, Asami had been sitting next to her and teasing her all throughout training today, and Korra felt like she couldn't take another minute of torture.

Commander Suyin seemed okay with Korra going to rest since she had always been one of the best soldiers in combat training, and this was a proper reward in her eyes.

As soon as she got to the room, Korra dragged a heavy duffel bag to the door, at least making it somewhat harder to open, since there wasn't a lock on the door.

Unbuckling her belt, she plopped down on her bed and felt every bit of arousal as she started to touch herself. Her body heat rose as she felt herself opening up to the welcoming touch of her own hand. Her breathing became heavier and she bit down on some fabric to avoid moaning, her finger going up and down and pressing against her opening with every stroke. She focused on the way her body reacted, the way her wetness began spreading and making the journey of her finger more slippery and more arousing. With each stroke, she felt herself opening up and her fingers slipped easily between her parted lips on their way to her wet hole.

Her other hand clasped at the bedsheets as her movements became faster and more deliberate. She needed to work relatively fast, she didn't know how long she had until one of the room's other occupants came in.

Sweat was beginning to build up on her brow as she worked her desperate body faster and harder, finally plunging one finger all the way inside herself. She moaned as she touched unexplored areas inside of her, and the blanket she was biting on hardly did anything to cover up the sounds. Her mind drifted to Asami. On paper, joining the service and sharing a room with your girlfriend seemed like a great idea, but both of them learned very quickly how hard it was to get some privacy in boot-camp, and how badly they needed it.

Thought the bed above hers was assigned to Asami, she hardly ever slept there. The girls usually slept cuddled up in Korra's bottom bunk. The other girls in the room didn't mind it as long as it was just sleep and no sex stuff, and Korra and Asami gladly accepted the deal. Korra fantasized every night about taking Asami right then and there, not caring about anyone watching. She hated just falling asleep with Asami's intoxicating scent, her gorgeous hair which didn't lose a bit of its beauty even when after long days of working out, her amazing toned body that only looked better as time went on... Not being able to touch her in the way that she wanted was making her more frustrated than any of their training.

Korra's breathes became more strained and she lifted her ass up slightly, allowing her hand more room to move. One hand going in and out while she added the other hand for extra support as she pushed in and out and rubbed her clit with an open palm. Her moans and the creaks of the bed made sounds that she didn't really care about, she longed for the sweet relief of her orgasm and she knew she was going to get there soon. Thoughts of Asami filled up her head, everything from watching her train and punch a dummy in the grounds, to going to the showers with her and catching a glimpse of her perfect body as she removed her towel before washing the dirt off after a long day. Asami was always gorgeous, always sexy. She imagined Asami and herself in the shower, that one time they were actually the only ones in there. She remembered so vividly the way Asami opened her towel and pulled Korra's naked body in, wrapping them both up together in the soft white fabric. She could feel Asami's body flush against her own, and the sweet kiss they shared while Asami's arms wrapped around her neck and pulled her closer. She could remember the heat rushing through them as Korra's hands explored Asami's body, for those few amazing seconds, until some girl walked in and they parted to take their showers separately.