...o her friend and secretly her crush since about a half year now. If her face hadn't been red yet, it definitely would be right now. Korra bit her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut, she was such an idiot!
"Alright, alright. I'll stay, if that's what you really want to," Asami said with a giggle through her voice and gently put her hands back on Korra's shoulders. "Just relax, okay? It's just me." Asami had no idea how wrong she was, to Korra Asami wasn't just Asami…
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to—" Korra started, but was silenced by a hard squeeze in her shoulders by the non-bender.
"Shh, there's nothing to apologize for. I'm the one who should be apologizing…" Asami said in a whisper, Korra had no idea what she meant, there wasn't anything Asami had to apologize for; Korra couldn't think of anything at least.
"What are you ta—"
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about, Korra," Asami interrupted Korra and let her hands slide down over the tan shoulder blades, then moved them to each to either sides. Korra couldn't breathe for a few seconds as she noticed how Asami's hands and fingers moved closer to the front of her chest; more specifically, towards her breasts. "Don't forget ...