A/N: Hi! This was my first tickle fic since like, 2020-2021. I really want more leesami so “be the change you want to see” and all that 🙃
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It was a glorious Saturday morning. The sun was shining, the sparrowkeets were chirping, and neither Korra nor Asami had anything to do today. Even with a clear schedule Asami continued to be an early riser, waking up at 7am instead of a weekday’s 6.
Asami’s eyes fluttered open as she yawned and stretched her limbs out. She rubbed her eyes with two fingers to get rid of both her drowsiness and the eye crusties that had formed in her sleep. She opened her eyes and noted the fading amber glow of the sunrise around the bedroom. Glancing at the clock on her nightstand, the time read 7:23am.
Asami didn’t want to encourage her inner monologue to begin. Instead deciding to roll on her side and gaze lovingly at her girlfriend, Korra, rather than acknowledge her current comfort.
As expected, the Avatar was still asleep, snoring even, with limbs sprawled about and her blanket a mess. The two tried to share a singular blanket but a multitude of problems quickly arose.
Asami chilled easily and required a thicker blanket while Korra and her Southern Water Tribe genes was overheating from the thinnest of blankets. Korra moved around a lot in her sleep and would often wake up to her blanket on the floor while Asami was mostly still throughout the night. Trying to share one blanket only led to both parties being dissatisfied, so Asami had her thick blanket while Korra had a cooling one (which didn’t really matter as she’d kick it off in her sleep but oh well).
Asami just smiled at Korra, taking in the adorable scene for a while. After a few minutes the urge to freshen up grew too strong and Asami just had to get up. She sighed as she stood up from the bed, adjusting her pink nightgown and walking into the bathroom to do her morning routine.
Nearly an hour later Asami was finished with her ritual and gently returned to laying in her bed, being careful as to not rouse Korra. Asami chuckled as she thought back to Korra’s earnest attempts to convince her that the daily ritual was much too long with the very serious reasoning of cuddle time being cut short. “Not all of us can roll out of bed looking perfect like you.” She had responded with a peck on the cheek.
Now she had ample time to just observe the powerful sleeping beauty of a mess beside her. It wasn’t too long before a wave of mischievousness washed over Asami and she quickly began sifting through her nightstand drawer.
She smirked as she pulled out a marker.
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Korra shifted around multiple times, trying to get comfy enough to fall back asleep. She groaned as she accepted her fate and opened her eyes.
Korra sat up and stretched, cracking her back, shoulders, neck, and any other stiff joints. She looked to her right, immediately making eye contact with her girlfriend who was smiling (was that a hint of amusement?).
“Good morning beautiful.” Asami sighed happily.
“G’mornin’ Sams..” Korra replied as she finished stretching.
“You’re looking awfully.. special, this morning.” Asami smiled.
Korra narrowed her eyes, there was definitely a hint of amusement that time. ‘What is she up to?’ She pondered.
“You’re awfully suspicious this morning.” Korra stated.
“Whatever do you mean, sweetie?” Asami responded with her most innocent voice, going as far as to bat her eyelashes.
“Okay something is definitely up, cmon, out with it.”
“I am absolutely appalled at these accusations. Cant a girl just admire her wonderful girlfriend?” Asami couldn’t help but glance at Korra’s lips.
Korra noticed the glance, couldn’t help but think it was a little higher than usual, but decided to put aside any suspicions. She definitely preferred where this was going.
She leaned closer and opened her mouth to flirt back, when suddenly Asami’s hand clamped over her mouth and pushed her back.
“Nuh-uh, not until you brush your teeth. The only thing evil about the morning to me is your breath.” Asami teased.
Korra huffed playfully and begrudgingly got out of bed, heading into the bathroom.
She picked up her toothbrush from the sink counter and squeezed a blob of toothpaste on it, turning on the faucet to shake some water in her mouth as well. She looked up at the mirror, about to put the toothbrush in her mouth, when she noticed two swirly lines above her mouth.
Someone had drawn a mustache on her face, a mustache! This was absolutely unacceptable.
“What the- Asami!” Korra called out.
Asami joined Korra in the bathroom and “gasped” when she saw Korra’s face.
“Wherever did that come from?” Asami bit back a smile.
“Oh I think I’ve got a good idea.” Korra glared playfully at the prankster.
Asami just giggled and pat Korra’s cheek, turning to walk away. But Korra wasn’t having any of it.
“You’ve got five seconds to run.” She simply advised.
Asami glanced at her and quickly took off running out the bedroom. True to her word, Korra ran after her no later than five seconds later.
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Asami ran through the halls of her mansion as she slipped on her purple robe. She evidentially hardly had enough time to grab it, as Korra was right behind her.
Asami just couldn’t lose Korra, even when shutting doors behind her and trying to juke her. She had an idea when she spotted the staircase nearby and quickly began to make her way down it. Just as she predicted, Korra used airbending to cushion a jump down all the stairs. Asami immediately whirled around and went back up and to the left, out of sight, leaving Korra in her dust.
“I’ll get you for that and the mustache!” Korra shouted after her, climbing the stairs to follow once more.
Korra ran down the left hallway, which led to a dead end. There were only two rooms to hide in and Asami was in one of them.
Korra decided to look in the room to her right first. She opened the door and did a quick once over. This was one of the several living rooms in the Sato Mansion, not many hiding spots but Korra knew the engineer was resourceful.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are~.” Korra sing-sung as she walked around the large, elegant sofa.
She stared at the curtains, checking for any disturbances, when suddenly she heard a small giggle coming from the other side of the sofa.
“Aha! There you are!” Korra shouted as she immediately ran around it.
Asami was crouched down behind it. She had crouched behind the couch when Korra entered the room, and quietly made her way around at the same time she did. Asami quickly pushed herself up but Korra ‘s tackle came right after. They playfully wrestled on the ground, trying to one up each-other.
Korra eventually came out victorious, straddling Asami’s waist and pinning her wrists beside her head as they both caught their breath. Korra was easily captivated by her girlfriend’s beauty. Especially when her face was bare and her hair was sprawled about in a wild mess. The way her chest rose and fell, her emerald eyes…
Asami’s chuckle broke through her train of thought.
“You still have the mustache on?” She giggled.
Korra was immediately thrown back into why she chased the prankster down and fortified herself against the woman’s beauty, pouting.
“Tsk tsk tsk, you almost got yourself out of this.” Korra simply answered before freeing Asami’s wrists to dig her fingers into her torso.
“Whahaha!” Asami’s arms quickly went to try and protect herself as she began laughing. Korra just brushed them aside and continued scribbling her fingers up and down her middle. After a few moments of that, she switched to squeezing up and down Asami’s sides which elicited a squeal.
“EEEEE! Wahahait waitwaitwait-” Asami laughed out, still grasping for Korra’s hands.
Just to tease, Korra paused. “Hm?”
Asami didn’t expect Korra to actually stop, but this was her chance!
“I- um, it’s just a marker! You didn’t even wash it off so obviously it doesn’t bother you.” Asami argued, still smiling from the previous attack.
Korra just laughed and continued to tickle her.
“That’s the best you’ve got? It doesn’t even make sense!” Korra said, thoroughly amused by all this.
Asami weakly grabbed Korra’s wrists and pushed at them, weakened by her laughter. Korra easily grabbed both wrists and was about to pin them above her head when she had a better idea.
Korra slowed the squeezing to just tracing up and down her side while holding her wrists in her left hand. “Hey Samiiii.” She drew out with a teasing tone.
“Whaha- what?” Asami giggled back.
“Clasp your hands for me.” Korra innocently directed with a sweet smile.
Asami shook her head as she giggled, knowing just what Korra was up to.
“I didn’t wanna have to do this…” Korra sighed dramatically before leaning down to blow a raspberry on Asami’s neck, as her nightgown left her tummy protected from that.
Asami shrieked and laughed while pulling on her wrists and moving her head about.
“I’ll keep doing that until you clasp your hands, Sami.” Korra warned playfully, already taking another breath to blow another raspberry.
“Okokok!” Asami gave in and clasped her hands, leaving the fingers of her right hand up.
“Thank you.” Korra gave her a peck on the cheek and clasped her left hand with Asami’s. Effectively locking her hands together with much less effort than trying to hold her wrists.
Korra immediately continued her assault, this time on Asami’s ribcage. Asami laughed and pulled uselessly on her hands as Korra pinned them above her hand. Now available, she went for her armpits.
“I’ve hahahad enohohough!” Asami exclaimed through laughter.
“I dunno… I mean, you haven’t really said sorry so..” Korra sighed, feigning hurt.
“I’m sohohorry okahay?”
“Hm, no. Not good enough.” Korra blew another raspberry into Asami’s neck, causing another shriek and wave of hysterics.
“I suppose you’ve learnt your lesson.” Korra stopped her tickly assault on Asami, letting her catch her breath.
Korra let go of Asami’s hands and they immediately wrapped themselves around her body. As Korra climbed off Asami, the engineer curled in on herself; still giggling a little as she panted. Korra smirked victoriously as she sat with her legs crossed and pulled Asami into her lap.
“I will never draw a mustache on you again, spirits that was certainly a way to wake up.” Asami chuckled as she leaned back into her girlfriend.
“Damn, I thought that was fun! I suppose I can find other infractions you commit against me.” Korra responded playfully.
