"…The reports have the last pockets of resistance around…here…and…here."

"I see." Tenzin responded to Lin's direction as they both looked over a map of Republic city. Lin's fingers traced around several areas and patches of odd, abandoned buildings and sewer junctions, pointing out supposed areas where the surviving Equalists may be hiding. "Are the leads reliable?" Tenzin asked, stroking his beard.

Lin pulled her arms back and wide, supporting her in a sort of disappointed lean against the table. She sighed, "Well, they're as reliable as they can get. The survivors have gone underground, ever since Amon has gone missing."

"Hmm…" Tenzin said, as he leaned forward across the chief's desk. "…How about…here."

"…Nope."

"…Here?"

"Nah ah…we've searched there already."

"Mmmm…"

Tenzin and Lin didn't realize how close they were getting as they were completely absorbed into what they were doing…that is, until Tenzin was close enough to notice Lin's perfume. It was sweet but subtle…and it was also Tenzin's favorite, from when they used to date. Lin didn't quite intend to target Tenzin, as the situation may be perceived. In fact, she put it on as a sort of afterthought, wanting to feel like a lady for once, instead of feeling like a police officer. Lack of intentions aside, it was doing more of a job than Lin even expected…not that she couldn't appreciate it. Soon, Tenzin was found tracing odd, senseless patterns across the city map, with no definite reason. Lin's scent was perfectly clouding Tenzin's thoughts. It was so, that, Tenzin was mentally cornered and felt that he should say something. What to say, however, he simply did not know. So, he trucked on in silence, meaninglessly pointing and tracing lines, roads, and patterns across the map, until he could figure out just what to say to his ex-girlfriend. Unbeknownst to him, the choice of initiating this topic was not his to be made.

"…Tenzin, what on earth are you doing?" Lin suddenly asked. She noticed quite clearly that Tenzin's mind was far from where they were and that his movements were getting rather erratic.

Tenzin suddenly caught himself, a blush crossing his cheek and an itch in his throat. He coughed, answering, "AHEM, mm…n-nothing, Lin, I was just, uhmmm, losing myself in thought…that's all."

Lin smirked a confused, suspicious look towards Tenzin, knowing from their previous experiences together that he was flat out lying to her. As to what and why, she did not know.

Then, "…Ehem…Lin…I'd appreciate it if you didn't wear that cologne to work." Tenzin began. Lin's eyebrows rose with interest. "…It's very distracting."

After swallowing Tenzin's words, a spark shot up inside of Lin's chest. Her interest soon turned into intrigue, making her inch her way towards toying with her old lover. Lin's face suddenly became indifferent to Tenzin's comments. "I see." she said, acting oblivious to Tenzin's…delicate situation. "I will take note of that, in the future."

The pair then began a brief, silent interlude, tracing bullshit patterns and leads across the map: Tenzin searching now for a way to get out of there and Lin searching for a way to get 'in'. Then, "…Distracting…distracting how, Tenzin..." Lin suddenly broke the silence, poking at Tenzin like a rotisserie meat and trying hard to hide her smile. "…Distracting in a good way…or a bad way?"

Tenzin was reasonably annoyed. "Is there a difference right now?"

Lin giggled, reveling in her pleasure. "Well, I think there is."

Korra jogged her way towards the police chief's office where she would drop in unannounced, thinking simply that she would lend a hand to Lin and Tenzin. She thought, after all, that her recent attunement to her Avatar self…or selves, would produce some added, and thus far, unexplored powers that would benefit the search for the remaining Equalists. As she approached the double doors to the office's waiting room, she thought playfully to herself. Tenzin and Lin would be alone, together. It was a prime time for her to slip in a quick jab at their former relationship. So, after she shut the doors behind her, she prowled forward to the inner door to the police chief's office and pressed her ear against it. Apparently, things were going as smoothly as usual between them…

"Lin! For goodness sakes, what on earth are you thinking?" Tenzin growled at Lin as she cracked off her armor.

"…It's hot, Tenzin. I hope you don't mind my getting…a little comfortable." Lin pressed her excuse forward. The truth of the matter was, she could sense that Tenzin was already a little turned on about her. Simply knowing this did the same for Lin.

Korra couldn't believe her ears. Instead of bursting in, like she was originally planning, she carefully, slowly turned the knob and cracked open the door to find a sight that nearly made her squeal. Chief Beifong stood in her underwear, obscured from Tenzin only by the desk. At this, Korra could only watch further, thinking the same as Tenzin said: 'What on earth IS she thinking?!'

Korra's eyes shot wide open. Now, in the moments that Lin leaned aside to nibble and kiss over areas of Tenzin's face, her eyes laid hold upon what in the world would anchor such a wild woman to such a docile man like him. His cock was an impressive sight, to say the least, measuring roughly seven or more inches in length, as to Korra's best estimate, and a decent one and a half or so inches in width. Lin lovingly stroked and grabbed the thing, occasionally shaking it with wild, passionate fury as she straightened him up like a walking stick. Korra was suddenly disappointed as her view was soon obstructed by Lin's body. She slowly bent down and, seducing him with her motions and exposing the sweet arch of her lower back and luscious buttocks to him, all while she slipped herself out of her cotton bloomers and tossed them aside. Korra could surmise through Tenzin's actions that Lin was teasing and nibbling upon his stiffened member as she was bent over or so. This teasing session was brief as it soon gave way. She brought herself upright again and pressed herself against Tenzin, coiling a leg around him like a snake, and began bumping and grinding her lower body against him as if she was riding a horse on its hind legs. Korra was getting curious now, with such questions arising within her mind, like, 'could I handle that thing, if I got my hands on it?'. She continued to watch, almost wanting to join them, as her body got hotter and hotter. Her hands, almost of their own free will, soon slipped down into her pants and began stroking her already dripping wet pussy, as she viewed the hot, sexy spectacle unfold before her eyes.

"Ohhh…" Korra heard Lin moan uncontrollably as Tenzin continued to fuck her, picking up the pace slowly and giving her pussy what it so desired. He was fucking her so good that the desk soon began to knock and sing its response as they rocked back and forth upon its surface. '…Oh my gahhsh, Tenzin…since when were you such a love machine?' Korra spoke in her mind as she watched his stiff, shimmering member stroke deep into Lin's lips, over and over again. Korra was breathing so hot and heavy now, as she petted and curled her fingers over her hot little cunt, that she swore she could see her own breath…and the office was warm. Her hand and digits, as helpful as they were, were coming up short, however. She may have had complete control over herself with these four, little fingers of hers, but, it wasn't satisfying her need to know what it would be like to be fucked by Tenzin's stiff, throbbing cock. She wanted him…bad.

Korra didn't notice herself explode. Her pants were soaked, yet, she didn't even care. She just couldn't believe what she saw. She brought herself back to the crack of the door to find that Lin was still continuing her fun little romp with Tenzin, cradling his cock between her breasts and slowly pleasuring him with a nice rise and fall of her body. She kissed and sucked upon his head, making him twitch in place and causing her to smile and giggle. Korra retreated then, slipping away and out off the office, not wanting to know if more of the same was in store for the two of them. She couldn't take it.

She walked, down the hall and out of the building, in a haze of confusion and curiosity. (She was also quite thankful that she was wearing fur over her pants to hide the differing shades.) For, though it seemed that Lin was the one in control of all the action, when it came down to it, she was putty in Tenzin's hands…or putty on him, as the case would be.

"…Cut it out, Naga." Korra said, annoyed as Naga tried to sniff and nuzzle out the odd scent coming from Korra's pants. She simply mounted the furry giant and they were on their way, back to the air temple where Korra could collect her thoughts. She took the journey in silence, unsure why she wanted what she did, not exactly anyway. She was only sure of what she wanted…and that was to know this 'thing' that Tenzin had been hiding from her for so many years. Sure, as a girl, it could be wrong to try, but, Korra was a woman…and a curious one at that.