Desperate for Contact

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Warning: smut.

"So that's how Bolin managed to beat the all time record at Kwong's!" Both girls burst into laughter over Bolin's noodle story. Asami ended up snorting, and Korra only laughed harder because of Asami's adorable giggle. This girl is going to be the end of me.

Korra took a deep inhale of air to regain her breath, but she noticed that overpowering scent again. It was sweet and pungent, giving the alpha a clue at what the engineer really wanted. So it is you... I guess you're trying to be respectful of Opal and me, but you just can't help it. A smirk ran across the Water Tribe girl's face at the fact that the omega actually wanted her. I knew it all along; she was flirting with me without knowing. She may not be in heat, but she's still so close to irresistible. I should get out of here before I regret doing something stupid.

Asami spoke again after most of the laughter had died down, startling Korra from her thoughts: "So, I was wondering if maybe we could go out and have a fun day sometime next week. I-I mean the Krew, all of us." The omega chewed her lip at the mistake, hoping the alpha wouldn't comment or even notice it. Korra eyes widened when noticing the omega's remark, and she unconsciously licked her lips. Wow, she actually stuttered. Must be nervous about that 'we' part...

The Southener smiled politely at the omega after regaining her composure. "Sure. I'll let Bolin and Opal know. I guess I could invite Mako, since he is part of our group," the Southerner stopped for a moment, then her lips curled up into a beaming grin, "you could meet him, then!"

"Sounds great! Just tex-oh wait! You don't have my number, do you?" Asami instantly stood up and went to retrieve a pen and piece of paper. Quickly jotting down a few digits on the note pad, she ripped it and handed it to the alpha. You cheeky bastard. "There. Now you have my number." The beautiful omega only smiled with shining white teeth. Who knew Satos were so smooth? At least this one is...

"Thanks! I'll text you the plan, when I get one."

"Mhmm," the omega nodded. She bent back over her station in front of the vehicle and continued tinkering with the car. Wait, did she roll up her sleeves, while she was getting the paper? Seriously? This view could not get any more perfect! Just look at those fine, smooth arms- Stop, Korra! I know she's got nice tits and curves and all, but you shouldn't be looking at her! Keep your priorities straight.

"So, what's up?" the flawless engineer questioned.

"Ummm, the ceiling!" Korra grasped the back of her neck and forced an anxious laugh. "I don't know," she shrugged, "it's just a joke, hah. Nothing really is going on, other than you fixing my car."

A slight giggle from the omega filled Korra with relief. You're not that cheesy, then, or maybe, she just likes cheesy.

"You're funny, Korra," Asami complimented, while under the hood of the car. Both teens tried to hide their faint blushes: Asami was under the car's opened hood, face buried in the engine, while Korra was shyly scrunching up her shoulders and had one hand rubbing the back of her neck, while the other was buried in her pocket. I hope she doesn't see me red like this. We both know we shouldn't be because SOMEONE has a girlfriend already. Fuck! You are just the worst, Korra.

After a minute of silence and recovering from reddened faces, the two began chatting again: "So, Korra, what do you plan on doing after graduating this year?"

"Oh, ummm... I think I'm going to college in the city. That's if," Korra gulped at the fact she was going to say this, "Opal isn't pregnant."

Asami jerked up to look at the alpha in surprise, but she ended up whacking her head on the car's open hood instead. Thud! "Ow, fuck!" The engineer repositioned and slowly backed out of the contraption, this time, very careful to not hit anything else. Korra rushed to her aid, asking if she was alright. "Yeah, I'm okay," the omega grunted, while rubbing the forming lump on the back of her head. "So, you and Opal..." She couldn't finish the remark.

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