Omegas Gambit 1/4

Chapter 4

Asami whimpered, curling into a ball and clamping a hand between her slick, tense thighs. The past several hours had been among the most frustrating of her life. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find relief. A hollow ache screamed in her abdomen, and she had never felt such all-consuming emptiness. She had already rubbed the stiff bud of her clit raw, but her inner muscles pulsed in search of more. Satisfaction hovered out of reach.

She normally didn't have this much trouble with her heats. Her own hand and some herbal tea were often enough to make her desires bearable. When that didn't work, it wasn't hard to find a willing alpha or beta to take care of the problem. Several of her father's business associates had sons and daughters around her age, and she had partnered with a few on her worst days. Mako had taken care of her adequately enough during her last cycle, but the discomfort she had felt then was nothing compared with this.

Another sharp pang of need rippled through her stomach, and she blinked back tears, sliding two fingers inside. The fullness was double-edged. She was sore, but being empty was worse. She gave a few quick thrusts of her wrist, but gave up before she could get too carried away. Deep down, she knew her own hand would never be enough, no matter how many times she came. Her body was calling for a proper mate, and whenever she closed her eyes, only one face floated to the front of her mind.

"Korra..." The name tasted so good on her tongue. Felt so right when she wrapped her lips around it. She couldn't think about anything or anyone else, and had long since given up trying. Images of Korra's hard, muscular body, gleaming with sweat as she rolled away from the lashing metal cables, had seared themselves into her mind. How would it feel to have all that power moving on top of me? Inside me?

At the word 'inside', Asami's muscles clenched and fluttered. She tossed her head, burying her face in the nearest pillow. She wished she hadn't snuck a peek under the table at dinner. The outline of Korra's erection had been painfully obvious beneath her loose pants. It had taken all Asami's willpower not to reach across the small space between them and run her hand over the thick bulge.

It's only a physical reaction, she told herself for what felt like the hundredth time. Korra can't help it. The same thing happened to Mako when he passed me in the hall, and both of the twins. Just because my scent caught Korra's attention doesn't mean she wants to mate with me.

Still, some greedy part of her hoped. If Korra had said a single word of interest, made her intentions clear in any way other than by staring at her with those pleading blue eyes, she wouldn't have hesitated. But even in the midst of the worst heat of her entire life, she was unwilling to do anything that might upset her friend. If Korra wanted her, she would have to say so. Until then, all she could do was suffer by herself. With her heart fixed so intently on the one alpha she couldn't have, she couldn't imagine inviting anyone else into her bed.

Before she could decide whether to continue touching herself or pull her hand away, loud shouts filtered in through the window. Asami sat up in surprise, wiping her hand on the sheets and turning to look. She couldn't see much, and the voices were indistinct, but the other sounds weren't. Loud rumbles shook the courtyard outside, and the smell of fire seeped into her room, burning in her nose.

The commotion was enough to make her forget her lust. She hopped to her feet, rushing to find her nightgown. Her hands trembled as she put it on. If Korra was in danger...

Korra. Why did my mind immediately jump to her? She's the Avatar. I shouldn't need to worry.

But she was worried, and that worry hastened her steps as she flew into the corridor and out the front door. The sight that greeted her in the courtyard was worse than she'd feared. Her stomach lurched as Mako and Bolin flew backwards on a bright plume of flame and dust. The stone columns around them shuddered, and it was several moments before Asami could make out whether they were all right. She rushed toward them, kneeling in the middle of the rubble. "What happened?"