Asami disappeared to freshen up while Korra paid. Korra had someone box up the remains of their meal and the cake, and she was waiting outside when Asami reappeared. Her heart was thundering, and her mind was racing. She wanted to hear Asami in that deep come on voice again.

She reached for Asami's hand and squeezed it. "You ready to get back?"

Korra's expression was searching and admiring and Asami felt that flutter in her chest again. She let Korra lead her back to the car, lazily stroking at the woman's knuckles as they walked. She unlocked the car, wishing they'd taken a cab. She wanted both of her hands free. And her lips free. Okay, she told herself. Cool it! But not too cool.

Korra reached past her to open the door for her. She gave Korra a quizzical look, and Korra just smiled sheepishly. "Sorry…"

"No, it's okay. I kind of like that, actually." She kissed Korra's cheek, then slid into the driver's seat. In a daze, Korra walked around the car before getting in herself.

"So…" Korra said, her voice breathy and a little shaky. She glanced at Asami, who looked back out of the corner of her eyes, then reached out.

Her fingers touched Asami's hand. They stroked along her knuckles and Asami moved her hand so she could caress Korra back. Their fingers danced with each other, caressing and stroking gently. The shivers that ran up Korra's arm made it difficult to breathe normally, and when Korra snuck a glance at Asami she could tell the other woman was just as breathless.

Asami tried to regulate her breathing, but still sounded out of breath. "Dinner was good, thank you."

"Glad you enjoyed yourself." Korra shifted, turning towards Asami and bringing her fingers to her lips. She had solicited some advice from Mako before her date, and hopefully he hadn't led her wrong. She kissed the tips of one finger. To her delight, Asami's breath hitched. Korra kissed each finger in turn, then her knuckles, palm, and wrist. By the time she reached Asami's wrists, the woman's gasps had turned into groans.

It was like Korra knew exactly the best way to drive Asami up the wall and was exercising it with pin-point precision. She narrowed her eyes slightly and wondered if she'd gotten tips from Mako. Then, Korra flicked her tongue out and Asami swerved the car. "Korra! You're going to get us killed!"

Korra started to laugh, but she lowered Asami's hand. "Well I could do something else that would definitely get us killed."

Asami nearly pulled over right then and there. Her face was as red as her dress. "Oh my god."

"Too much?" Korra suddenly felt antsy and wondered if she'd messed up.

"No no." Asami glanced at her quickly to give her a reassuring look. "You've just got some surprises, Korra."

"That's a good thing, right?"

Asami moved her hand to Korra's knee and rubbed. "It's amazing."

Korra shot out of the car after Asami pulled into the garage, determined to open the door for her. She took Asami's offered hand and helped her out of the car. She'd completely forgotten about the food and wine bottle in the back seat, their skin contact like fire.

Asami led Korra inside the house, their fingers still caressing together in ways that made her knees tremble. She closed the door behind them, and took a chance to look into Korra's inviting eyes. Asami's eyes dipped to Korra's lips, then back up. Before she could change her mind, she leaned down and kissed Korra. Her head started to spin. Korra's lips were smooth and firm and perfect and she probably could have done that all night. She broke the kiss and leaned heavily against the door, closing her eyes. Breathlessly, she whispered. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

"Hey you…" Korra put one hand on Asami's shoulder and used the other to force her to look at her. She knew that Asami needed validation and permission to assuage her worries. "It's okay. Really." Then she pulled Asami's head down, her kiss eager and full of want. The taller woman hugged Korra,lifting her up a little. She made a pleasantly surprised sound when Korra pushed her into the door.

Somehow, they made it to the bedroom. A bedroom. Korra thought was Asami's because the bed was gigantic and then Asami pushed her into it and she fell flat on her back. Propping herself up she watched, wide-eyed, as Asami shrugged her dress off. It fell to the floor, landing with a foomph sound that was now Korra's favorite sound. She completely forgot how to breath. She sat up, reaching over and pulling Asami into her lap. The engineer straddled her, trailing her fingers along Korra's arms and humming in approval. She helped Korra pull her shirt off, then looked her over, chewing on her lip. "I knew I was in trouble when I saw you in the gym.

"I knew I was in trouble when I started wondering if you were real." Korra leaned her head forward, face planting right into her chest. She blew on her skin lightly. Asami started laughing, wrapping her arms around Korra's shoulders, and a moment later Korra's laughter joined hers. Asami pulled her face up and kissed her. Korra kissed back, before dissolving into laughter again. Asami didn't even know why, only it made her laugh too. Korra looked so happy, and she felt unbelievably joyful. Laughter turned to other sounds. Gasps and moans and cried out names. Even some breathless giggling.

Korra fell asleep first, and in the quiet of the night Asami stroked her hair. She wanted Korra to stay in the morning, and the next and the next and she realized suddenly that she didn't know what she'd do if Korra moved out. They'd talked about apartments off and on. She'd let her, of course. But it would hurt. She wondered how the woman had wormed her way into her heart in just a few months, but she didn't think about it too much longer before sleep claimed her.

The sun creeped in through the window the next morning. Korra shifted as the light hit her eyes. Her body was pleasantly sore and when she rolled over she felt Asami snuggle in against her. Grinning, she kissed the woman's cheek, and slipped her arm around her waist. Asami shifted, her own eyes opening. They laid there lost in the moment, until nature called and stomachs rumbled. Korra rolled out of bed laughing, and ran for the bathroom.

Asami pulled on a robe, grateful for the interruption. She was a bit of a romantic and it was only a matter of time before she blurted out just how much Korra meant to her. She made her way to the kitchen, putting on some toast and taking out some eggs. Every time she thought about their date and their night, she grinned. When Korra joined her, she served breakfast. She didn't say anything, trying to figure out why the air felt so heavy between them. Suddenly, she worried that they might have made a mistake.

"Korra… Are you okay?"

"Yeah?" Korra grinned at her through a mouthful of bread. "I'm great! That was amazing! I could...well I'd like to go again sometime. If you want."

"If we didn't need to eat I'd keep you here all day," Asami deadpanned.

Swallowing, Korra laughed. Her expression soured, and she tapped her fingers on the table. She had something she wanted to ask about but she didn't know how to go about it. "Remember how we talked about apartments?"

Asami felt her spine lock and her stomach lurch. She kept her face and tone as neutral as possible. "Yeah? You're probably getting close to being able to live on your own." That hurt more than she cared to admit. She got up to get some water, keeping her back to Korra so that Korra couldn't see her hands shaking. "You should do what makes you the most comfortable. But you're welcome to stay as long as you wish."

"I like it here," Korra said. She hesitated, then added. "If I'm still welcome."

"Of course you're welcome." Asami brought her a glass, and sat next to her. "Why would you think you weren't?"

"I was worried it would be weird. After last night. But it doesn't really feel weird…" Her shoulders sagged. "I don't really know what I'm doing. Or what the… protocol is. Or if we're...what we are."

Putting her hand on Korra's shoulder, Asami leaned in. "I'd love it if you stayed. I… I really lo- like you. I really like you. I want to be your girlfriend."

Korra echoed a sentiment she'd expressed to Mako. "Never had a girlfriend before. Guess I do now!" A relieved smile spread over her face. "I really like you too, Asami. I was just scared I'm overstaying my welcome. This all started with an act of kindness and now look at us."

Firmly, Asami replied, "You'd never overstay your welcome."

"I didn't like being alone..."

Asami leaned her forehead against Korra's. "Neither did I. Korra?"

"Mm?"

"Do you have a shift today?" Asami's mind was already working through what she wanted to do. The phone calls she needed to make to start the process of exacting a pound of flesh from Korra's uncle. And they could take Naga to the park together and then she wanted to - Korra snuggled in against her and Asami's thought train derailed spectacularly.

"I'm off today!"

"Good. I'm calling in." Her lips brushed Korra's nose. "I don't care what we do today, as long as we do it together."

"Don't worry!" Korra beamed at her, before lowering the timber of her voice. "I've got some ideas."