Author's Note: Just a couple of little scenes from their vacation.

"All I'm saying is—with the Red Lotus still out there—you could stand to practice the more offensive maneuvers."

"We're on vacation and you want to give me self-defense lessons?"

"It's a thing 'Vacation-Lin' is into."

"The woman had tentacles, Lin! And I fared just as well as you did against Zaheer—"

"He could fly."

"Tentacles."

"I thought you said you didn't want to see that this week."

Lin was already in bed, arms crossed behind her head—the last thing she expected was for Kya to start lugging pieces of her uniform out of their bags—notably the cables and spool.

"I'm making an exception."

The breathy tone, the mischievous arching of an eyebrow—and the image of the steel cable snaking between Kya's thighs came to mind in startling, graphic detail—only to be beat down by the reality of what she did with them on a day-to-day basis.

"Kya, no," she warned. "Those cables have been all over Republic City. The things—"

Kya's forehead furrowed. She looked genuinely confused.

It occurred to Lin then that they might not have had the same idea in mind.

"Exactly what do you think I'm asking you to do with them, Lin?"

"Forget it," she muttered, feeling a hot flush start in her chest and turn her cheeks furiously red.

But it was too late—that look was back on Kya's face as she dropped the uniform at the end of the bed and crawled up over her until she was straddling her lap.

"I just thought you could tie me up," Kya began. She undid the top button of Lin's pale blue pajamas. "But if the esteemed Chief Bei Fong"—two more buttons—"head of the metal bending police force"—a hand slid inside her shirt to cup her breast—"can think of a more effective way to use them then—"

Lin moved over her so suddenly that Kya screamed as she fell onto her back, laughed as Lin wrestled her wrists above her head.

One of the forgotten cables shot out and looped around them.

"I have a storage room full of new cables at headquarters." She rocked her hips roughly into Kya's, earning a sound quite different than a laugh. "And I will put them anywhere I damned well want."

She stared down into blue eyes that had gone wide. Maybe she had gone too far.

"If you-"

She felt Kya's ankles cross against the small of her back, settling her closer between her thighs.

"Anywhere you want."

Lin pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, tried to calm her breath, to steady her voice—to file that promise away for another day.

Her fingers toyed with the tail of Kya's shirt. "Now there's still the matter of your public indecency the other day," she finally said.

"Perhaps you should examine the evidence," Kya teased. She made a show of straining again the cables, arching her back and pressing into Lin's chest.

"I don't need any lip from a perp," Lin warned, though it was hard to sound intimidating and smile at the same time.

One of Kya's feet dropped to pinch against her bottom. "I've never heard you complain before."

"No," Lin laughed. "No, you haven't."