...til she reached Asami's exposed breasts. They were soft, warm and bigger than Korra had thought, but she never seen the heiress topless; which probably explained it.
"You're… beautiful…" Korra sighed in admiration and Asami leaned over her again, lips only inches removed from Korra's.
"Look who's talking…" Asami responded, teasing Korra with her breath against the Avatar's lips. A sudden sensation washed through the waterbender, giving her more confidence and pulling Asami towards her and pressing their lips together. Korra heard Asami hum approvingly and couldn't help but smile during the kiss.
"Well, I was talking about you," Korra paused the kiss and smiled. "Because I think you really are…" Again Korra pressed her lips against Asami's, who willingly kissed back.
"Well, you're quite good looking yourself, Avatar. Where do you need all that weightlifting for anyway?" Asami said later with a chuckle.
"To do this," Korra answered, grabbed Asami tightly around her waist and rolled them over, making Asami lie underneath Korra now. Korra grabbed the small pile of clothing and put it underneath the heiress' head, black curls spread out around Asami's head and shoulders.
"And I should believe that you need weightlifting for it?" Korra snickered and shook her head, running out of words to say. So instead she pressed her lips on Asami's chest and moved down, until her lips met one of Asami's nipples an...