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Send “❤” For my muse to kiss yours.
To say that this was one of the best days of her life would be an adequate start. Having been with the Avatar for most of the day, she couldn't picture a better ending to the night.
Their turtle-duck boat drifted lazily across the lake, leaving a sense of peace among the older woman. One hand resting against Korra's arm, the other loosely wrapped around the younger's waist, and her head settled against her chest; all of this contact, the small touches of affection, it stirred something within the engineer that she hadn't felt in four years.
This feeling caused the rational part of her mind to haze, and as she looked up, noticed that Korra's eyes were closed. A distant question of 'should I do it?' drifted by, but it seemed her body was already answering it for her.
Painted lips brushed against the other's, hesitance overcoming her at the last moment, wondering the reaction might be to such a bold attempt.
