Right, so one thing I should say up front is this: I won't be following the prompts from the Korrasami Week Tumblr. I thought the seven that came up were pretty safe, kind of same-y, and ultimately lacked teeth. So in short, a friend and I came up with seven different prompts, which I will be writing for this week. Enjoy!

Waking up to a silent house was a strange feeling for Korra. Normally, she wasn't one to wake up any sooner than was strictly necessary, because the whole 'morning is evil'-thing was only slowly leaving her.

But not right now.

Right now, there wasn't a sound in the house. The clock told Korra it was six in the morning, hideously early, and normally, she'd have been content to roll over again and continue her slumber, but not today.

Today was Sunday, which meant nothing on either her schedule or that of Asami, who was still asleep. Korra knew that it wasn't for long though, as her wife was and early riser and would probably wake up any minute now.

That turned out to be right on the money, as it wasn't long before Asami's eyes fluttered open too.

"Morning," Korra whispered. She had rolled onto her side, lying very close to Asami, with one arm under her head.

-"Hmm, morning," Asami whispered back while stretching her arm. "You're awake early."

"True, but you know I can't help but enjoy a beautiful sight when I see one, and you asleep is the most beautiful of all."

Asami chuckled. "Someone knows how to be suave right out of the gate." She rolled onto her side as well, their faces nearly touching.

"It's true. We've been married for eight years and I still haven't figured out how you don't have any bedhead."

-"Either magical shampoo or I'm just really lucky every day."

Korra laughed, but was now getting to the reason she was glad to have woken up early for a change. "You know... the kids are still asleep..." she started, slowly letting her hand slide down her wife's nightgown to her bare thigh.

Asami smiled, knowing exactly where this was going. "Hmm... I like this idea."

With this seal of approval, Korra started slipping up her wife's gown, all awhile rolling on top of her. She started kissing her neck, because even though they would have to be quiet, that was just too good not to. She would love to work her way down to Asami's nipples, but balance of probability says that there wasn't time for that now, so they would be forced to skip that.

Instead, Korra found the hem of Asami's panties and quickly worked her hand in, feeling around quickly for her clit. Asami let out a sigh of pleasure and bit her lower lip as Korra started rubbing circles around it, right up until the moment the door flew open and in walked Yasuko, their youngest daughter.

Korra was quick to roll off her wife to ensure she wouldn't have to lie to a five-year old and say she was playing Twister, and then second order of business, make sure she didn't yell 'are you fucking kidding me' out loud.

-"Mommy, can I sleep with you?" Yasuko asked in the sweetest possible voice.

Asami sighed at the loss of Korra's hand, but knew it was inevitable now. "Yes, sweetie, come on in," she said as she threw the duvet open.

Korra quickly wiped her hand on the inside of her tank top, smiling as she watched her daughter clamber onto the massive bed and then struggle more so to get over Asami. "Yasuko, didn't we agree that you would knock before coming into Mommy's bedroom in the weekends?" That was precisely how they had ended up telling Yong, their oldest son, about the birds and the bees.

-"Well, yes, but... I had a bad dream!"

Korra chuckled and wrapped an arm around her as she pressed a kiss on her hair. "It's okay, sweetie. Why don't we go back to sleep for now? You won't feel bad here."

Before long, all three were back to sleep.

Ultimately, it were Korra and Asami who both woke up first, Yasuko still securely under her mother's arm. Very gently, they extracted themselves from the bed, careful not to wake their daughter, and made their way down to the kitchen.

"Remember the last time we were to be able to have sex in peace?" Korra sighed as Asami poured her a cup of coffee.

-"Nope."

"Me neither."