How does it feel

How does it feel 44

Notes: Apologies for the wait everyone. I have been working a lot lately so I write when I can. However I will be uploading two chapters today. So enjoyyy.

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Before the Avatar has a chance to protest Asami's lips cover hers. A strong wet tongue begins actively circling her own.

The heiress lowers her body, eagerly massaging firm caramel mounds, moaning as dark nipples harden against her touch. She plants her already gushing sex against her wife's clit. One thrust was all it took.

The Avatar whimpers into Asami's mouth unable to hold back what had to be the fastest orgasm she'd ever experienced.

Asami pulls up finally allowing her partner to breath.

Korra pants and gulps shaking her head trying to get a grip on herself. What had Asami just said to her? "A-Asami, what did you…what did you say?"

The heiress smirks then slowly grinds her pussy against her lover sex again.

Korra quickly grabs her hips and gulps again as her head starts to clear. She looks up into lidded green eyes. "I…." Korra lowers her eyes. "I didn't mean to dream…about her. I didn't know what was going on. She, she looked like you." The embarrassed Avatar finally finds her partner's gaze again. "I'm not like that."

The vixen giggles then leans down over her lover. She stares longingly at Korra. "I know baby. You're amazing you know that?" The Avatar furrows her brow slightly. Asami smiles. "You have nothing to feel guilty about. It was me in that dream." Azure orbs widen in surprise. "Tsuchi was controlling me. Did you forget that I can change my form?" Korra averts her eyes and nods remembering the day Mizu demonstrated that ability.

Asami sits up and takes a deep breath then transforms. "I looked like this right?" Korra's jaw drops seeing the young woman from her dreams sitting on top of her. Deep turquoise orbs stare down at her. "Tsuchi has no idea what our child will look like so he made turn into this. I think it's kind of hot that you thought about it though. It feels good knowing you'd still take care of me regardless of what I look like." Asami says with a half smile.

Korra averts her eyes. "Can you…change back….please." She whispers.

Asami immediately reverts back to her original state seeing the sadness on Korra's face. How could she be so stupid? "I'm…I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Baby look at me, please." Green eyes meet blue. "I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I just…"

Korra sighs then wipes her tearful wife's eyes. "Don't apologize. I just want you okay. Just you." The water tribe woman says as she sits up grasping her wife's face between her hands. Their lips meet softly. "You're all I want."

A passionate kiss envelopes them as two tongues fight for dominance. Asami pants pulling away from her lover. "Lie back." She says slightly out of breath. The young Avatar complies. Asami follows her kissing Korra's forehead, then her nose, then both cheeks. She nibbles on her earlobe then kisses a slow path down the panting Avatar's neck. "I missed you." She whispers.

Korra groans feeling a powerful ache beneath her waist trembling with each searing kiss her partner left against her skin. "Miss-ed you...too."

Pale hands of pure silk relish in the warmth of the rapidly heating flesh beneath them. Caramel fingertips trail slowly down Asami's back. Heavily lidded blue eyes are glued on the ravenous woman licking, kissing and nipping her way down a trembling form. Korra sighs with want as her wife suckles on the hard nubs protruding from her breasts.