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Asami bucked her hips desperately, panting and whimpering in pleasure. One of her hands buried in short, chestnut hair and the other had a firm grip on the arm rest of the chair she was currently sitting in.

"Korra… s-shit…" she moaned sweetly and tugged at Korra's hair to bring the woman's face even closer to her core. "C-close… I…" Her body trembled with each stroke of that soft, warm tongue and she pushed her head back against the backrest of her chair.

Strong arms wrapped around her thighs and locked her in place. There was no escape. Not that she wanted to, but still. Korra dug her tongue deep inside and Asami could hear the Southerner moan in delight. It only added to her own aroused state and she looked down to the woman between her legs.

Their eyes met, Emeralds locked with Sapphires and right at the moment, Korra suddenly sucked on her swollen clit like her life depended on it.

The CEO cried out Korra's name and pushed back against her chair with full force when her climax hit. Her entire body was shuddering while her high slowly subsided and she twitched with each soft stroke up until Korra released her from her powerful grip. The Southerner pulled Asami's black skirt down again so her neither region was covered up.

Her blue eyes looked up to the heiress and a warm smile showed on her lips. "There… better now?" she asked and got back on her feet as if nothing had just occurred between the two. As if she asked if Asami felt better after she had been sick or something.

Instead, the engineer nodded. "I do… t-thank you…"

Korra stood before the older woman, her hands rested on her hips. "No problem… you know it."

Asami swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to get back on her feet as well. Her legs felt like jelly and she quickly lowered herself back down on her seat. "I… um…" the faint blush she had on her pale cheeks turned a shade darker when her eyes met Korra's again. "Can… c-could you…" she stuttered and felt horribly embarrassed that she couldn't even stand up on her own two damn feet. She pointed at her purse that laid a little further away and just out of her reach.

Korra chuckled softly. She continued to smile and understood Asami's silent request. Once she handed the vixen her purse, said woman reached inside and took out her black leather wallet. "It was… triple, right…?" she asked, not sure herself anymore of what she had promised.

"Yeah, but don't worry about it. Two hundred and fifty is fine."

"B-but that's the normal amount… I…-"

"Sato, you paid triple the last two times."

The CEO gulped and nodded. "I know, but I want to keep my promises…"

"I know you do but I'm not after getting more and more constantly." She said genuinely. "Besides… it's not like I'm not enjoying myself…" she added playfully.

Asami just sat there, still trying to take the money bills from her wallet and handed them to the Southerner. "H-here… would you mind if…"

"No… I don't… just call me whenever you feel stressed, okay? Even in the middle of the night." She gently took the money from the CEO and smiled when their fingers touched ever so gently. "Well… I gotta go…" she said softly and tucked the bills away in her pocket. "Se you around Sato…" she said with a wink and turned around. A soft click indicated that Korra closed the door behind her.

Asami rested her elbows on her desk and buried her face in her two hands. Her heart rate was finally going down and she gazed at the surface of her desk between her fingers. "I'm so screwed…" she said with a deep sigh, her mind drifted off to the evening where she and Korra had first met.

Several weeks ago…

She was driving through the streets of Republic City. Wind through her hair and no one else on the streets. Like she was the only person still left in the entire city. The CEO had both hands on the stirring wheel. Her knuckles were white from clenching onto it so hard and her arms were trembling ever so slightly. Her stress level had gone up, again. Her doctor had warned her a while back and if she'd keep going the way she was now, Future Industries would be forced to look for another CEO soon.

But it wasn't her fault. None of it. The late hours at the office. Contracts that needed to be checked, signed and send out. Meetings, day after day. Blue prints that needed to be remade. More often than not, she'd wake up in her own office. She had fallen asleep right on top of a blue print, pencil in hand. She hardly slept, hardly ate. All she ever did was work and her health was decreasing drastically and at a dangerous speed.

Dark circles started to show around the engineers eyes and her beautiful eyes that shone like Emeralds, were dull and almost lifeless. So she was on her way to a bar, for a drink. Or two. Perhaps she'd finally be able to sleep if her system contained enough alcohol for her to pass out.

She stopped her car in front of a popular, women's only, club. She handed her keys to the man that stood outside, so he could park her car for her. When she entered, there was a pleasant buzz that filled the club already and her green eyes gazed around.

She didn't see anyone that she immediately recognized and decided to head towards the bar immediately. I have no time for a relationship anyway… I'm nineteen and I never had a girlfriend… way to go Sato… she thought to herself when she settled on a barstool and ordered herself an expensive drink.

She downed her third fire nation whiskey and felt the clear effect on her stressed brain. It felt like all the veins in her brain were against her and they painfully throbbed with each heart beat. The bar lady gave her her fourth glass of the amber liquid and Asami handed the lady her money before she got off her seat. Time to go… she thought with a sigh and when she turned around, she was sure she had walked into a solid concrete wall.

She dropped her drink and waited for the floor to make contact with her behind, since she had lost her balance. But the impact never came. Two arms were wrapped around her torso and held firmly onto her body. Two beautiful blue eyes bore into her own and for a second, Asami Sato forgot how to breathe.

She was put back onto her two feet and clearly saw tan lips move. But the words were lost to her. All she could do was stare at the beautiful stranger. Until the fact that she was obvisouly staring slowly started to sink in and her cheeks turned a dark red color. "I… I'm…. s-sorry… what…?" she asked, her entire body was still shaking. Both from what happened and from the stress she was still experiencing. "T-the music… I… I didn't…" the stranger seemed to understand and leaned forward.

Asami's breath hitched when the beauty leaned against her. She felt her warm breath against her ear just before she started to speak again.

"I'm so sorry… are you okay? I didn't mean to bump into you like that, I just never expected you to suddenly turn around." The stranger explained and pulled back again. A warm smile on her face that revealed pearly white teeth.

The CEO couldn't help but answer the smile with one of her own. "Don't… don't worry about it…" she said, the blush still on her face. She took a hold onto the strangers biceps to steady herself. Her hands were trembling and she felt incredibly unsteady.

"Hey… are you alright? You really don't look so well…"

The engineer took a deep breath. "I… I'm… f-fine… just… I need to… de-stress…" the alcohol was fogging up her brain more than it should, she would never have explained her actions other wise. "I… my stress level… doctor said it… it's to high…"

The stranger nodded. "I can see that… and I'm not a doctor." She smiled and looked down at Asami's spilled drink, she leaned towards the CEO again. "Let me make it up to you…" she whispered.

Something caused a shiver go down the length of her spine. The way that the other woman had said it, the tone of her voice and the look in those blue eyes. "Don't… I h-had enough to d-drink as it is…"

"Good thing I wasn't planning on buying you a drink… since it's obviously not doing anything but increase the stress you're feeling right now…" the dark skinned beauty pulled back, her strong hands had a gentle hold onto pale wrists. "Come…"

Asami swallowed hard. Everything screamed that she shouldn't go with the complete stranger. But she refused to listen and went along with it. Let herself be guided out of the main hall and up some stairs. She had no idea how, but they ended in a small office on the second floor. Asami could still hear the beat of the music. The moment they were both inside and when the door was closed, the CEO was pressed with her back against the door. A hungry mouth locked with her own.

The stranger stood firmly between her slightly parted legs, bodies pressed against one another and Asami couldn't help the moan that escaped her. Fuck… what… did I get myself into…? I… I need to tell her to stop… she thought to herself but found her arms wrap around the strangers neck to pull her in closer. That's the opposite of stopping…! Damnit brain…! She let out a longing sigh when the stranger broke off their kiss and whimpered in delight when tan lips made contact with the sensitive skin of her neck.

Slowly but surely, the stranger got down on her knees. Strong and rough hands moved Asami's skirt up and all the CEO could do, was stare. Her heart was racing and pounding against her ribcage, perhaps a desperate attempt to escape. Her chest rose and fell fast and she gulped when she felt two fingers slipped passed the waistband of her panties. The fabric was slowly pulled down.

The stranger looked up and winked. "Something smells delicious… seems you're already wet…" a warm hand moved slowly between Asami's pale thighs. The engineer moaned sweetly and pressed her head against the door when a single finger spread her soaked folds and unintentionally bucked her hips forward. "Ahhh…" what am I doing…?! This needs to stop! she thought and looked down at the woman between her legs. Her eyes grew wide when she saw that she put the soaked finger in her mouth.

"Wow…" the stranger said, a wide grin on her face. Her eyes almost black from desire.

"W-what…?" Asami managed to utter and completely tossed aside her thought that this needed to be stopped.

"You even taste better than you smell…" the stranger licked her lips in preparation and before Asami even had time to think of any kind of response, a hungry mouth latched itself with her pleasure centre.

The CEO cried out in pleasure. Her hands instantly buried in short chestnut hair. The feeling was overwhelming and her mind had gone white with want. She moaned shamelessly and her sounds echoed off the walls. Slowly she started to roll her hips in sync with the stranger's tongue in an attempt to gain even more of this delicious feeling. She had no idea what was up or down. What was left or right. All that she wanted right -now- was going over the edge that she was rushing towards.

The tension in her lower body was building up fast and that warm muscle attacked her swollen clit without mercy. "Oh Gods…" she moaned, her legs trembling, her nails scraped over the stranger's scalp and one of her legs was placed over the other woman's shoulder to keep her steady. Muscular arms wrapped around her thighs to keep her in place and to keep her standing up.

Then it happened. A wave of warmth spread throughout her entire body when her orgasm hit. And it hit her hard. She had pulled the stranger's face as close against herself as humanly possible while she continued to roll her hips against the other's face. The rough strokes of the soft tongue became slower and the engineer continued to twitch each tip the tip of the muscle slid over her bundle of nerves until it eventually stopped.

The stranger had gotten back onto her feet and Asami looked at her through lidded eyes. She was so extremely tired. Exhausted to the bone. If it weren't for the other's arms around her, she surely would've fallen onto the floor. Her skirt was pulled back down again but she saw her panties disappear in the stranger's pocket.

"Come on… you need to get home…"

Asami just nodded, hardly able to stand or focus on anything. They got back downstairs. The stranger helped her get into a car. She had no idea how, but she woke up the next day in her own bed. Flashes of gentle hands that helped her undress came to the surface.

She looked to the chair that always stood next to her bed. Her black jacket, that she had worn the night before, hung over it. Her black boots stood next the chair, along with her purse. She felt panic rise up in the pit of her stomach and quickly removed the sheets that covered her. She still wore her skit and blouse. She grabbed her purse and checked her wallet. Everything was still in there up until the last Yuan.

She felt guilty that she came to such a conclusion. After all, if the woman would have wanted to rob her, she could've done so the moment they were alone. But she didn't… Asami turned her head towards her window and smiled. The sun was already up and she figured that it would be around noon. It was her day off and for the first time since she had become the CEO of her company, she felt relaxed…