#youngkuvira

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Teenage Kuvira? I mean her face look to baby, being that adult we all know 🤔

[xdiana97x]

DISCLAIMER!

Hey everyone, this little one shot is based on @mashersan 's comic „Young Kuvira“ and you all should definitely read it and especially read it to the act 6 „Awareness“ chapter 3. Because this plays after it, between end of chapter 3 and before 4!!! I also added some screenshot from the chapter, just as a little reminder and eye candy for what Suyin was dreaming.

I don’t own the characters, they’re original work of the creators from The legend of Korra. I also don’t own the ideas of the comic „Young Kuvira“ from Mashersan. I just wanted to share a little idea I had in my mind what maybe happened after Suyin waked up from her wet dream.

Have fun!

"Oh spirits!"

The room was bathed in the soft glow lights from outside filtering through the sheer curtains, casting ethereal patterns on the walls. Suyin stirred, her body still warm from the remnants of the dream that had awakened her. Kuvira’s presence lingered in her mind, vivid and tantalizing, as if the younger woman’s touch still lingered on her skin. The dream had been intense, a whirlwind of desire and surrender, and Suyin found herself unable to shake the longing it had stirred within her. With her husband in the bed, with Kuvira away on a business trip, she felt a bit overwhelmed with the situation.Especially that Kuvira was part of this dream. She shifted, her hand instinctively drifting to her chest, where her heart still raced from the dream’s aftermath. The negligee she wore clung to her curves, but it felt restrictive, a barrier between her and the sensations she craved. With a soft sigh, Su sat up, her fingers deftly untying the delicate straps of the garment. It slid off her shoulders, pooling around her waist before she kicked it aside, leaving her bare under the cool night air. Her skin prickled with anticipation as she lay back down, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, her mind still replaying the dream.

Her hands moved of their own accord, as if guided by an unseen force. They traced the contours of her body, starting with her breasts, which were full and heavy in her palms. Her nipples pebbled under her touch, hardening as she squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh. A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound echoing faintly in the quiet room. But she stopped, noticed that the breathing of her husband changed. She waited a while until his snoring continued . Then the fingers of the matriarch trailed downward, over her stomach, her navel, until they reached the juncture of her thighs. Her core was already damp, her body responding eagerly to her own touch. „ What have she done to me… this child…. stop she isn’t anymore a innocent kid…“

Su continued what she started and parted her legs slightly, for granting herself better access. Her fingers glided over her folds, teasing the sensitive flesh before slipping inside. She gasped at the wetness she encountered, her body betraying just how deeply the dream had affected her. She began to move her fingers in slow, deliberate strokes, her breath quickening as pleasure built within her. Her clit, already throbbing, was next, her thumb circling it gently before applying firmer pressure. The dual stimulation sent shivers through her, her hips arching subtly as she sought more. „What ever… its all ready to late…“ Suyin ignored her morals. Her body started to craved for something more.The matriarch’s gaze flickered to the nightstand, where a dildo lay within easy to reach. It was made out of metal, easy to shape in every form Su wants , and it had become a trusted companion especially because Baatar is not anymore this passionate as he was as they both where younger. With a determined motion, she bending it over and her fingers closing around the cool, smooth surface.

She positioned the dildo at her entrance, teasing herself with the tip before slowly pushing it inside. Her eyes closed as she relived the dream, Kuvira’s commanding presence filling her mind. The dildo slid deeper, filling her in a way her fingers couldn’t. Her passion grew with each thrust, her movements becoming more urgent as she sought the familiar warmth of her G-spot. When she found it, a jolt of pleasure shot through her, her body tensing as she began to ride the wave of her impending climax. Her fingers on her clit worked in tandem with the dildo’s rhythm, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. The room seemed to shrink around her, the world narrowing to the sensations coursing through her body. She whispered Kuvira’s name, the sound a plea and a promise, as her orgasm crested. Her pussy pulsed around the piece of metal , her muscles clenching and releasing in a rhythm that seemed to echo the beat of her heart. Her clit throbbed under her touch, sending sparks of pleasure through her, until she was left trembling, her body spent and sated.

Suyin lay still for a moment because Baatar mumbled something in the sleep , she stopped to breath until he moved arround and turns his back to her, the dildo is still inside her, her fingers lax at her side. The aftermath of her climax washed over her, leaving her exhausted and exhilarated. Slowly, she removed the toy, setting it aside with a soft clatter. She rolled onto her side, pulling the blanket over her naked body, the fabric a comforting weight against her skin. Her mind drifted back to Kuvira, to the way the younger woman’s presence seemed to fill every corner of her world, even in her absence.As she snuggled into the blanket, a faint smile played on her lips. And though the younger woman was miles away, Suyin felt her presence as strongly as ever, a silent promise of the reunion to come. For now, she was content to drift off to sleep, her body sated, her heart full, and her mind already anticipating the moment Kuvira would return. The room fell silent once more, only Baatars snoring is to hear . Outside, the dome started to open and the morning sun shines slowly in the master bedroom . A while later, Baatar waked up, the eyes on his wife noticing that she is naked because the blanked didn’t covered her completely. His hand touching her shoulder, Suyin flinched a bit „w…what?“ , „ Why are you naked my dear?“ he looked at her and tried to touch her again. The matriarch only yawned „ Not now Baatar… I am to tired…“ then she pulled the blanket back and turned her back to him. He let out a disappointed noise , standing up and left the room. Suyin let out a deep breath , blocking her thoughts and fall asleep once again. Not knowing how confused her husband is.