How does it feel

How does it feel 80

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2:15 pm

Future Industries

Coming into the office was the only thing she could think of after dropping Korra off at the airship port downtown. She almost erupted into anger when she saw her partner walking away from the port. She immediately turned around. Korra explained that she was actually hiking to the swamplands. She asked Asami to drop her off there so they could spend a few extra minutes together before her trip. The heiress couldn't be mad at her for that, but she didn't like that Korra had kept that information from her. After a long farewell, she pried herself out of her lover's arms and sped away. She'd get through their separation just as she always had, by working her ass off.

She sits at her desk drawing up designs for a new city hall. Upgrading the city's infrastructure would become her new "Keep me busy until Korra comes home" project. The way Asami felt, her fiancée would come back to a whole new Republic City before long. "Chelse, call President Raiko and see if he's available tomorrow. I want to run these plans by him."

Chelse nods. "Yes, ma'am. Anything else?"

Asami shakes her head. "No, that's all." She says quickly. The executive assistant watches her for a minute. Asami notices. "Did you need something?" She asks not looking up from her drawings.

Chelse inhales slowly. "Uhh, no. You just look a little different today."

"Different how?" The raven-haired woman asks swallowing hard. She makes sure to keep her eyes lowered. Her mind immediately drifts to her morning with Korra and their talk of her pregnancy. She almost freezes. It couldn't be true no matter how much she wanted it to be.

The fire essence shakes her head. "I don't know. But whatever it is, it looks good on you."

Asami releases the breath she was holding. "Thanks. Can you go call the president, please?"

Chelse furrows her brow. "Yes, ma'am."

The heiress closes her eyes as her assistant leaves the room. She puts her pencil down and rubs her forehead. What was she getting so bent out of shape about? It was just dream sex. She averts her eyes mentally pushing aside the damage to their bedroom. "It doesn't mean anything. It's not like it was real." She gulps breathing out through puckered lips then shaking her head.

She felt like a fool for even considering something so ludicrous. So what if they lost control and couldn't stop fucking. She grits her teeth hating how excited Korra was that morning. There was also the fact that the kids appeared in her consciousness while she was trapped in her body after her merger. "Damn it." Korra's hopefulness had rubbed off on her. She gulps and shakes her head again. "This is ridiculous."

She gets up from her desk and goes to the closet. "Chelse I'm going downstairs to the gym for a while."

The executive assistant hangs up the phone. "Is everything okay?" She asks seeing the gloves in Asami's hands.

"Yeah. I just need to blow off some steam." Asami says quickly as she walks to the stairs.

Things must have been serious if she was taking the stairs. "Uhh, okay. Well, I have the president's secretary on the line. He can meet with you at 6 tomorrow." Chelse says. She could tell Asami was worried about something, probably Korra.