#tlok x reader

[thexpastelxpoet]

“hey what e-book are you reading there?”

[mikaelvr]

beach sex ˎˊ˗ korra x f!reader

content: 18+ nsfw, smut, sub!reader, semi-public sex, cunnilingus, nipple play, fingering, temperature play.

summary: you and your friends finally go on a well-deserved beach trip, and your girlfriend decides to make it an even more memorable experience. wc: 2.6k

author’s note: @bae-fong gf actually barked for this, so everyone tell her thank you <3 requested!

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after weeks of korra’s tiresome avatar work, a trip to the beach was very much in order.

you flip through pages of your novel, soaking in the sunlight as you lay on your raised sunbed, when a dripping figure suddenly blocks the rays by looming over you.

you’re already smiling before you even look up, recognizing your girlfriend by her heavy panting after she ran all the way to you for her hourly sunscreen reappliance. spirits, she was such a sight. all exposed and toned under the bright sun, brown skin glistening from her swimming, her muscles bared and displayed much to your liking.

summer was always her best season.

“do i reaaally need this weird cream thing applied on me every hour? it’s so annoying.” she pouts, complaining again for the fourth time since you’ve arrived. you tuck your legs in to make space for her to sit in front of you, rolling your eyes as you fish the bottle out of your bag, “yes, korra. you asked me that an hour ago. you need sun protection, unless the idea of skin cancer appeals to you.”

“boring,” she sighs, sitting down and resting her face on her palm while you pour some of the cream onto your hands. “make it fast, babe. i still have to go drown mako, then build a better castle than all of them.“

you hum fondly, massaging the sunscreen onto the broad expanse of her back, “sounds very important, sweetie. i’ll make sure to be fast.”

she chuckles and lets you run your hands over her muscles, her hand reaching up to move her short hair away from her nape to ease your access, and the motion has her arms flexing in a way that urges you to moisten your lips.

you don’t waste the opportunity to press a kiss behind her ear, to which she purrs, pleased, backing up into you.

when you’re done with her back, you pat her shoulder so she can turn around and you can finish the rest.

she does just so, crowded between your knees as you apply a thick layer on her face.

“thought you liked me all tan and sexy.” korra muses, a smile on her face as she admires her focused girlfriend rubbing circles on her forehead.

you chuckle, cocking an eyebrow, “you’re already tan and sexy. sunscreen won’t change that.”

“yeah?” the avatar leans in closer, her lips hovering over yours in a crooked grin, letting her voice drop to a sultrier whisper. “how sexy?”

you return her smile, your hands sliding down her face to her buff shoulders while your legs wrap lazily around her waist. “so sexy all i can think about is ripping your bikini top off with my teeth right now.”

“bad girl,” she huffs a laugh and nips at your bottom lip, capturing your mouth into a sloppy kiss where you can taste the ocean’s salt on her warm tongue.

your arms wrap around her neck, returning the eager kiss while your hands splay over sun-kissed skin. you pull away with a wet pop! , smiling at how flushed she got just from making out with you. you pat her cheeks for good measure, “alright, you’re all ready for the sun now, baby. go knock yourself out with your beach plans.”

“change of plans,” she rasps before roughly smashing her lips against yours again, swallowing your startled yelp when she climbs on top of you on the sunbed.

you’re already moaning at the way her fingers map you out, thumbs sliding over your peaked nipples and palms molding to the curve of your waist, nimble fingers trailing down to fiddle with the frills of your red bikini bottoms.

“k—korra,” you stammer, flushing scarlet when she slots her knee between your thighs, the pressure devastating. “are you insane? we can’t do that here, so many people are— ah!”

her knee presses harder against your heat, cutting off your sentence. she reaches out to pull some flimsy drapes over for a bit more privacy, her heated gaze pinning you down while wisps of hot steam escape from her parted lips, “then try to be quiet.”

your head meets the cushions of the raised bedding, placed high enough so you can watch the sea full of people just right over her shoulder. however, she does not give you time to worry about being seen, her index hooking under the strap of your bikini top, right between your breasts.

“this is cute,” her smirk’s lopsided, letting your top slap back against your tits and hungrily watching them bounce at the impact. “zero coverage, too.”

her lips are back on yours in a matter of seconds, swallowing down your moans and passionately tonguing the heat of your mouth, some cold water droplets dripping down her damp hair to land on your warm skin and sending shivers down your spine.

she descends down to the column of your throat, pressing open-mouthed kisses that intensify your grinding against her knee, her firm hands making their way up your hips to slide under your back and find the knot of your bikini top. it quickly comes undone with an effortless swipe of her fingers and you yelp, the tiny fabric easily giving way for your bare chest.

“korra!” you whine, crossing your arms over yourself as your eyes scan your surroundings for witnesses in a panic. at that, she scoffs, brows furrowed, and pries your arms off. “no, let me see.”

you’re about to yell at her again when instead all that leaves your mouth is a shamefully high-pitched whine, the avatar’s lips latching onto one of your pretty nipples, greedily licking and sucking while her hand finds your other breast, kneading the flesh and rolling the bud between calloused fingertips.

you bring your fist to your mouth, biting on it to muffle the filthy moans her thorough affection is pulling out of you. “heavens, korra—” you helplessly mewl, hips bucking up into her unmoving knee, looking down at her lavishing your tits with kisses and hickeys.

blue eyes dart up to find yours and your breath hitches, the eye contact sending a jolt of arousal right down to your wetting core, and with the way she smiles smugly around your tit, you can tell she felt it too.

swollen lips detach from your chest, though swiftly replaced by thumbs to keep your sweet noises ongoing, and she peers down at you with pure satisfaction, “someone’s horny.”

you want to cry when she lifts her knee off your soaked cunt, her gaze roving down your curves to finally land on the wet patch your folds pathetically clinged to. her grin widens, and her hands slide down to spread your thighs further, “well well, would you look at that.. you’re wetter than me, and i just got back from a swim.”

you glare at her taunt, but your expression contorts into reluctant pleasure when she wholly cups your pussy, relishing your adorable whimpering and squirming under her grasp.

her free hand finds the side strings of your bottoms, untying them with a measly swirl of air she summoned, and she whistles in delight at the beautiful sight now presented to her. “so pretty. you’re so pretty.”

you shudder at the whispered praise, another wave of arousal rolling over you and she watches the extra slick your eager cunt produces in anticipation. she huffs an incredulous laugh, lifting her gaze to meet yours and carefully watching your reaction while two of her fingers start toying with your folds, “spirits, you’re so easy.”

your cheeks burn with embarrassment at her condescending tone, but you can’t help how your body responds to her touch, eyes rolling back at the feel of her digits prodding at your drooling slit. the way they slide in without any resistance met is humiliating, but you can’t bring yourself to care when your girlfriend lowers herself back down over you to kiss you again.

“mmgh, korra..” you pant breathlessly against her ear, your arms wrapping around her shoulders as her fingers pump in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace, her breath hot and steamy against your jawline that she litters with nips and love bites. her lips trail down the valley of hickeys she left earlier, kissing down your neck to the slope of your shoulder, “so soft. so pliable for me.”

you squeal, limbs flailing under her when her fingers suddenly curl upwards against your g-spot, your vision going black for a second. “oh my— korra!”

her grin’s filthy and impossibly proud, lifting her face slightly off your chest to cheekily stare down at you. “right there, huh?”

she forces an answer out of you with another thrust of her fingers that has you clawing at her back, drooling and dazedly repeating her name, your glassy eyes a clear ‘yes’ to her question. “korra!! ungh, korra, you—”

“good girl,” she presses a soft kiss over your left breast, a quiet warning for what was to come. her thumb joins in to swipe over your puffy clit, and the pressure as well as its unexpected coldness have you screaming. her free hand slaps over your mouth, an amused smile tugging at her lips as she tuts, “shh. we’re still at the beach, y’know. do you want people to see you like this, baby?”

cruelly, she waterbends the bit of sea water left on her thumb into ice against your poor clit, making you uselessly thrash under her weight, tears pricking at your eyes while you cry out against her palm. the ice melts from the sheer heat between your thighs, the water trickling down to seep into your stuffed cunt, the clash of temperatures rendering you a dumb overstimulated mess in seconds.

the entire time, she does not rip her eyes off you, drinking in the desperation and desire twisting your pretty features, the very sight turning her on even more. with a slow exhale, she leans down until your noses almost touch. “i’m gonna take my hand off your mouth now, okay? but be quiet.”

you nod, looking up at her through tears, and she smiles fondly. “attagirl.”

as promised, you chew hard on your bottom lip when she retracts her hand, trying your best to keep quiet as her fingers continue scissoring you open. when she deems your silence good enough, she nods as well, before abruptly pulling out of you and lowering herself further down your body, kissing down your sternum to your lower tummy.

your face scrunches up in confusion at the loss of her fingers and the now gentle attention, then your eyes blow wide open at the realization when she stops at your cunt, eyeing it with the filthiest smirk. you hiss, heat creeping up your cheeks to your ears, “k—korra! i don’t know if i’ll be able to stay quiet if you—”

she clicks her tongue, impatient, large palms splaying over your hips to pull you closer to her face. “then we’ll just have to find out, sweetheart. that’s your problem, so do your best.”

once again, all your protests die out immediately when she roughly licks a big stripe up your drenched center, her warm mouth on you like heaven after the icy teasing.

staying quiet proves to be near impossible, tears welling up in your eyes again at the overwhelming pleasure induced by her oh so skilled tongue, your hands reaching down to sharply pull on her brown hair.

your teeth draw blood from your bottom lip, and yet all you can do is roll your hips up into her face and moan like a slut, begging for more.

her grip’s deadly tight around your thighs while she feasts on you like you were her last dinner, her tongue flicking and lapping wildly at your wetness, her satisfied grunts rumbling in her throat and vibrating through your very walls so deliciously that your toes curl.

the harder you tug on her hair, the more frenzied her eating seems to get and you can’t keep a few screams from slipping out, barely holding it together as your legs spasm uncontrollably around her head. you choke out more sobs when she tends to your clit too, swollen and throbbing from the earlier abuse, and your eyes cross and roll back when her lips seal around it in a suckling motion.

“oh spirits, korra, korra, please—” you call out her name through tears like a prayer, your voice cracking, letting go of her hair to cover your mouth with both hands while the heat pooling deep in your guts threatens to spill over.

she scoffs at your increasingly loud pleading, earning you a light smack to the side of your thigh. “someone will hear you. behave.”

she revels in how effectively her command shuts you up, cooing praise at you before resuming her thorough devouring.

her mouth’s merciless on the poor bud, ruthlessly licking and sucking on it — even nipping at it — the exquisite pain directly registering as overwhelming pleasure in your addled mind.

you make the mistake of looking down at her through bleary half-lidded eyes, and you find her staring right back at you with the wildest gaze you’d ever seen; that’s when you completely lose it. the next swirl of her tongue has your vision flashing white, violently gushing all over her face as a mind-numbing orgasm crashes over you.

even in your otherwordly haze, you can vividly feel her lips morph into a pleased smile against your pussy while she licks up your cum, tonguing it into your sopping wet hole and cleaning up the mess on your inner thighs.

when she’s satisfied with her work, she presses a soft kiss to your perked up clit, and another to your folds. “so sweet, like always. maybe even sweeter. i think it’s that fruit punch.”

you’re totally out of it, eyes fluttering sleepily as you lay slumped on your sunbed, utterly spent and taken care of. your girlfriend finally pats your cunt goodbye, tying your bikini bottoms back on and sighing like she was mourning the very pussy she was going to eat later again today. “aw, i’ll miss her so much.”

korra’s face finally comes into view when she lifts herself up to meet your gaze again, pure joy adorning her features at how blissed out you seem. she smiles and kisses your cheek, one hand tenderly cupping your right breast, “you’re so beautiful like this. my girlfriend, all nice and fucked out on a public beach. truly a sight to behold.”

a soft moan slips out of your lips when her thumb toys with your sensitive nipple, and you shakily bring your hand up to rest over hers, the gentle, shared eye contact somehow more intimate than the whole ordeal that just took place. “.. that was.. so good, korra. thank you.”

she shakes her head, capturing your lips into a slow, steady kiss, and you taste yourself on her tongue. she smiles down at you lovingly, her other hand coming up to cradle your face. “no, thank you. you’re always so good for me, baby.”

you return her smile, stealing another brief kiss from her lips before plopping back against your cushions with a weary satisfied sigh. “..never thought i’d do that here.”

she laughs loudly, tying up your bikini top. “if you’re dating the avatar, expect more here’s and there’s, sweetheart. i can bend four elements at will, so i can also bend you wherever i want.”

you groan and kick her off the bed, flustered, making her land in the sand with a giggly yelp. “go build your sand castles, pervert.”

she gets up with a dramatic sigh, dusting herself, “so ungrateful. fine, but you won’t get to be princess in them when i’m done.”

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* art creds: @/wickesdt

so sorry for the slow posting babies, i’ve been so lazy and it took me so long to find an idea…………. anywaymgnhhh korraaaaaaa she’s my current obsession i need her so bad

i miss you guys pls comment

[bewitched-pearl]

࣪ ִֶָ☾.࣪࿐Lin Beifong p!links <3

Lin Beifong x fem!reader || wlw :: nsfw :: twt links :: dom!lin :: bottom!reader ˚̣̣̣⁺ ྀ⟡ ࣪ ִ︵ ͜ ݃𝜗ᥱ ִ༉

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hole inspection

taking Lin’s strap (pretend the strap is metal)

video for the private photo album

making a mess on her fingers

you’re her passenger princess

pleasing Lin when she’s stressed

bouncing on her strap

getting fucked on the counter

Lin finds it amusing that you can barely take her entirely

you’re a desperate slut for her

creaming all over her fingers

grinding on her thigh

scissoring after work

scissoring pt2

disciplining you

A/N :: I need her so badly I had to hold myself back from adding more links because genuinely I need her and I NEED to call her mommy and get fucked dumb on her strap

(P.S. Kuvira is next🤤)

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[bae-fong]

kuvira fucks nasty .ᐟ.ᐟ p!links wlw⸝⸝ 18+ nsfw you must be signed into twitter to view these links. click the hearts at your own risk.

tlok masterlist

"lift up your skirt and sit over my face, baby. mommy will take care of you." ♡

kuvira slams the door shut. without uttering a single word, she reaches for the cabinet and grabs her strap. she gives you a cold look, and you already know what to do for her. ♡

kuvira wakes up and finds you rubbing your clit desperately against hers. "you slut. i have a kingdom to run, and you couldn't even wait until i woke up?" ♡

tipsy after a night out, kuvira is a moaning and sensitive mess while you grind on her ♡

frustrated after a long day, kuvira fucks you mercilessly. ♡

the great uniter expects her doll to be standing in the middle room, ready to be groped and used. ♡

g!p kuvira hasn't had sex in days. she's pent up, and ready to use you. ♡

[earth-kingdom-strap]

Her Distraction

Adult Korra x Hyperfem!Girlfriend!Reader

WC: 1k+

Synopsis: You visit korra right before her probending match and she cant keep her hands off of you.

Content: sfw, fluff, flirty!reader

When you initially arrived at the gym twenty minutes before your girlfriend's pro-bending match, your only intention had been to wish her luck before slipping back out to your seat. You had promised her when the season started that you wouldn't be a distraction, especially on game day. The problem with that was whenever you were near korra she couldn't keep her hands off of you.

The moment the gym doors swung open and the sharp click of your heels echoed across the floor, Korra knew it was you before she even looked in your direction.

You were wearing her jersey, the oversized fabric was tied neatly at your back to showcase your navel piercing that was glinting just beneath the hem. Your ears and wrists were adorned with diamonds Korra insisted on showering you with. You had found out very early in your relationship that gift giving was one of her many love languages which you didn't mind. You were the epitome of beauty today, your matching skirt shimmered as you crossed the floor, each confident step drawing you closer to her.

Korra's concentration disappeared instantly. The ribbon of water she had been bending lost its shape, crashing to the ground in a loud splash as her eyes traveled slowly over you, taking in every carefully chosen detail of your outfit and sway of your curvaceous hips.

She didn't even give you the chance to take another step. Korra was on you before you could even greet her properly, her strong arms wrapping securely around your waist as she effortlessly lifted you off the floor. Korra tucked her face against your neck, pressing a gentle kiss to your pulse that sent a laugh bubbling from your lips.

“Baby.” You smiled, your hands settling on her broad shoulders as you dangled a few inches above the ground. “Put me down. You're going to wrinkle my outfit, and you know the press notice every little thing.”

“Fine,” Korra sighed, reluctantly lowering you back onto your feet, making no effort to let go as her arms remained comfortably around your waist. “Only because I know how long you spent getting ready.”

You let your manicured fingers trail slowly down the definition of her arm, watching with quiet satisfaction as the lean muscle shifted beneath your touch. Your gaze darkened as you openly reveled in how sensitive she was to your touch even here.

“How thoughtful of you.” You murmured, an appreciative smile tugging at your lips. “I'll have to find a way to repay you later.”

Korra's attention dropped to your mouth, her expression darkening into something that made warmth bloom beneath your skin. When she spoke next, her voice had fallen to a low, rumble that was just as charged as the air around you. “I'm looking forward to it, princess.”

The sound of it settled deep in your stomach, sending a pleasant flutter through you. You closed the remaining distance, your fingers curling around the sleeves of her uniform as your lips hovered just shy of hers. Each word ghosted across her mouth, close enough to steal her breath without quite giving her the kiss she wanted.

“And if you win,” You whispered, your voice dropping an octave. “I might even let you tie me u-..”

“Korra!” Mako's voice echoed through the gym, startling the both of you apart. He stood in the doorway with his hands planted firmly on his hips, looking between the two of you with exasperation. “We're on in five! What are you doing? We don't need any distractions right now.”

The warmth that had filled Korra's expression moments ago vanished almost instantly at the sound of his voice. Her body was coiled with a defensive tension that tightened her shoulders.

“She's not a distraction,” Korra shot back, her eyes narrowing as she met his stare. “She's my girlfriend, and she can be here if she wants.”

For a moment, it looked like Mako was ready to argue. The words sitting on the tip of his tongue before he seemed to think better of it.

“You better be out there when they announce us.” He muttered instead, slamming the gym door shut behind him.

Korra let out a frustrated breath, still glaring at the spot where he'd been standing before finally turning back to you. “We lose one match all season and suddenly he's Mister 'Nobody Gets to Have Fun.' Seriously, what is his problem?”

You smiled softly and lifted a hand to her cheek, your palm settling against her warm skin. You allowed your thumb to brush lightly along her jaw before gently tipping her chin downward so your eyes could meet those familiar cerulean irises that softened the instant they found you.

“Baby,” You said quietly, your voice carrying that sweet tone that calmed Korra every time, “he wasn't completely wrong. We got a little carried away. I only came to wish you good luck.”

Korra pouted, her gloved hands drifting slowly down your sides, palming over every inch of exposed skin they could find like touching you might somehow bring her luck before the match.

“You're so damn gorgeous, baby,” She groaned, unable to tear her eyes away. “How am I supposed to focus knowing you're sitting in the crowd looking like this?”

Your eyes sparkled with amusement as you indulged her wandering hands for another second before slipping just beyond her reach. “You're going to get me banned from the gym.”

Korra immediately reached for you again, only to come up empty as you stepped away. She stared at you with exaggerated disbelief. “C'mere. And if they do ban you..” A crooked grin spread across her face. “Maybe I'll pull a few Avatar strings.”

A laugh escaped you as you shook your head. “We don't have time for this.”

She sighed dramatically, letting her hands fall as though she were finally giving up. Then, without warning, a gentle current of air wrapped around your waist.

A startled gasp left your lips as the gust swept you back into her arms, your body colliding with her solid chest. The playful breeze caught the hem of your skirt, lifting it just enough to expose a little more of your thigh, and Korra's gaze shamelessly followed.

“I can't believe you just–” Your protest dissolved the second her lips found yours.

She kissed you with enough passion to steal every coherent thought from your mind. One of her hands rested securely at your waist while the other cradled the side of your neck, letting you know she had no intention of letting you escape again.

You melted into the kiss, your lips parting as she slipped her tongue into your mouth to deepen it. You were so lost in the feel of her lips moving against yours that you almost missed the arena bell ringing, signaling another match just ended.

Korra pulled back with a frustrated groan, resting her forehead against yours while her breath mingled with your own.

“Fuck.” She cursed, reluctant to move. “I really have to go this time.”

Your lips upturned into a reassuring smile. “I'll be waiting right here after you win, baby.”

That seemed to motivate her. She stole one last quick kiss before letting her arms fall to her sides. Korra started walking backward toward the exit without taking her eyes off you.

“I'm holding you to that.” She husked, licking her lips. “Dinner at my place tonight?”

You blushed, folding your arms across your chest to regain your composure. “Of course, as long as I'm the meal. Now go win your match.”

Korra threw a triumphant fist into the air before turning on her heel and jogging toward the arena, she would win you that match no matter what.

AN: I'm still getting a feel of writing for korra so give me some time to figure out her characterization. Send me some of your hcs as well it might help with writing her.

[angelltheninth]

What do you think Sokka, Zuko, Korra, Asami, Bolin and Mako would do as aftercare for their S/O?

Oh! I've written aftercare for Korrasami fics before but never for the other characters.

Pairing: Sokka, Zuko, Korra, Asami Sato, Bolin, Mako x Reader

Tags: fluff, suggestive, kissing, naked cuddles, praise, scratches, teasing, lipstick marks, eating together

Ko-Fi | Rules | Fandoms and Characters

A/N: Yes, the things I wrote in my Korassami fics are transferred in here. I've had these headcanons since I started writing Korrasami fics, I can't let go of them.

SOKKA

Is all about that pillow talk. There might be a humble brag thrown in somewhere in there, but generally speaking he wants to make sure you're okay. He's really tuned into how you talk to him after, he's clinging onto every word you as as hard as he's clinging onto you. Starts to sound a bit sleepy as he rambles on, eventually drifting off to sleep next to you.

ZUKO

Doesn't want to make it sound like he's fishing for compliments and praise but he is. Constantly in fact, during the act and especially after. He likes to know he did good, he might have seen it, felt it, but he wants you to let him know even more. His hand is holding yours while he pulls you next to him and he kisses your forehead, affirming to you that he had a good time too.

KORRA

Would really like to cuddle but not before she fetches food and water for you both. It's really important that you both keep your energies up. You never know if you might want a round 2, or 3, or 4. So it's always good to eat and drink afterwards. She will bite and lick your fingers if you try to feed her anything and if you try to steal her food you'll find yourself pinned against the bed.

ASAMI

Smirks at you as she counts the many lipstick marks she left on your body. Her finger tickling you, making you shiver under her touch and she likes it, she likes how easy it is to tease you, wind you up. Maybe she's doing it purposely, maybe she's just helping you calm down and likes the physical contact. Either way she'll leave at least one mark for you to see when you walk up to the mirror.

BOLIN

Pulls you on top of him and snuggles his face against your neck. Don't tell him about the sweat or any other fluids, he doesn't mind one bit, he wants to cuddle with you now. He always makes you feel safe and appreciated, even if he does get rougher if you ask him for some roleplay, he is an actor after all. But he is also mindful not to hold you too hard, he doesn't want to hurt you.

MAKO

Never admits how much he likes the scratch marks you leave on his back, arms and thighs but you always catch him looking at them in the mirror afterwards. As soon as he notices you're fully awake again he rushes to kiss you deeply, his tongue seeking yours. Usually he's pretty stoic but in bed he's always passionate. He wants to return all the affection you show to him on the regular basis.

[ko-kimchi]

My life every single day, it’s either barely any fics or they’re all x fem readers…like it’s not fair 😭

[shimizudoll]

pervy korra x reader 𖤐 suggestive

warnings: weird korra AND weird reader bc we love perverted girls tf, touching, improper use of air and waterbening ( oops ). reader is a firebender, reader mentioned to wear a skirt. it's all lowkey headcanons in some way or just random scenarios of you and korra being perverted weirdos to each other because yall cannot just fucking talk about it and be normal ig. may write a part two.

being korra's friend was lowkey hard. not because she was difficult or you couldn't handle her personality or whatever, no. because she was fucking hot and too sexy to not think about dirty perverted stuff. and friends shouldn't think that way about each other.

but the thing that you didn't know is that korra was the biggest pervert here, thinking the same stuff if not worse and.. actually taking action. well, not that you knew of specifically.

it all started from kind of innocent stuff like sliding her hand over your waist while passing by or holding your hip to move you when she needed to reach something. casual touches in some way, because obviously they weren't casual. but you also liked it, so it's fine. (;>_<;)՞՞

then it took a bit more courage from her to actually.. do something else. something weirder. she would airbend almost every time you had a skirt on so it'll ride up, the edges flying to show more of your legs. or when she's lucky, she can do that while you're standing in front of her so she could see your penties. she thought they were really cute every time, don't worry! her favorite view was probably the one when you bent over to get something from the table and she had a chance to lean back and airbend your skirt up.

waterbending on a beach day to "accidentally" soak your shirt after ypu just changed just to see your bare chest pressing onto the wet fabric? fuck yeah. bonus points if it was white. so much more to see, yk?

but you weren't innocent either. every time you could do that unnoticed, you'd heat up the temperature in the room with your firebending just to see korra sweat, maybe take her shirt off? well, her body was muscular, she was practically jacked at this point and her brown skin was just so beautiful, when sweat run down her temple, shoulders and neck it was so fucking sexy you immediately are getting wet. it's just how things work for you, i mean.. nobody can really blame you, right? korra is an attractive woman, the avatar herself, obviously you'd be tempted to.. see her in some compromising position. even if it's a bit weird.

but you swore you didn't do anything else! just watching her lifting the edge of her shirt to wipe off the sweat off her forehead was enough to satisfy you… seeing her abs, how her biceps flexed ( she most likely did it on purpose ), it was all enough. how fucking great it is to be friends with the avatar.

korra did enjoy that herself though, obviously she was into showing off and making you see her abs or muscles, how low her shorts sat on particular summer days. well, at least she thought she was the one who made it happen, hoping you'd look and knowing your eyes will linger. but in reality you both were a part of this interesting game, what a connection, right? in some interpretations it's called soulmates.