Brain Drain Pills: Avatar Korra and Asami Sato

Korra and Asami lounge on the plush couch on Air Temple Island, sipping some wine and chatting about their latest adventures. It's a rare lazy Sunday for the power couple, the first day off either of them have had in a while.

"I'm telling you, ASami, those new airbender recruits are no joke!" Korra exclaims, stretching her muscular arms above her head. "I mean, did you see the way Opal took out those bandits last week? Girl's got some serious moves!"

Asami nods, a proud smile playing on her perfect lips. "That's our Opal, always ready to kick some ass. Reminds me of a certain Avatar I know~" She leans over to press a quick kiss to Korra's cheek.

Korra grins and pulls Asami into her lap, nuzzling into her girlfriend's silky hair. "Flatterer. You just want me to go easy on you during our next sparring session."

Asami laughs and swats at Korra's arm. "Oh please, like I need to resort to flattery to take you down. I've got more than enough tricks up my sleeve to keep you on your toes, Avatar."

Their banter is interrupted by a knock at the door. Asami untangles herself from Korra's embrace and goes to answer it, returning a moment later with a small package. "Huh, that's weird..." Asami mumurs, turning the box over in her hands. "I don't remember ordering anything recently."

Korra sits up, her brow furrowed. "Maybe it's a gift from a secret admirer? I mean, who wouldn't want to shower the beautiful, brilliant Asami Sato with presents?"

Asami rolls her eyes fondly and opens the package, revealing two sleek bottles filled with shimmering pink pills. "Vitamins for Her..." She reads the label aloud. "Guaranteed to give you the energy and focus you need to conquer the world..."

Korra snorts and plucks one of the bottles from the box. "Vitamins, huh? Spirits know we could both use the extra boost, what with how busy we've been lately. Wanna give 'em a try?"

Asami hesitates for a moment, then shrugs. "Why not? Can't hurt to see if they actually work."

They both pop a pill and wash it down with the last of their mimosas, settling back onto the couch to resume their conversation. "So, as I was saying about Opal's airbending-"

But before Korra can finish her thought, a strange sensation washes over her...a sort of warm, tingly feeling that starts in her stomach and spreads throughout her limbs. She shifts uncomfortably, trying to focus on Asami's words, but it's like her brain is suddenly full of static.

Sitting across from her, Asami doesn't seem ti notice Korra's little trail off, and responds as if nothing's happening... Though she too suddenly begins to feel strange as well. "-and then Bolin said...he said...um..." Asami trails off, her perfectly shaped brows knitting together in confusion. "Wait, what was I talking about again?"

Korra opens her mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a rather undignified giggle. "I...I dunno... But did I ever tell you how, like, super pretty your hair is? It's just so... so shiny!"

Asami blinks slowly, a dopey grin spreading across her face. "Aww, thanks Korra! Your hair is really pretty too...and so soft! I just wanna, like...pet it all day!"

She reaches out to run her fingers through Korra's short locks, marveling at the texture. Korra sighs happily and leans into the touch, her eyelids fluttering.

"Mmm...that feels nice, 'Sami. You've got magic fingers~"

They stay like that for a long moment, Asami petting Korra's hair while Korra all but purrs in contentment. It's only when Asami's hand starts to drift lower, skimming over the swell of Korra's breasts, that the Avatar remembers they were in the middle of a conversation.

"Oh! Right, we were talking about...about..." Korra scrunches up her face, trying to push through the pleasant haze enveloping her mind. "Opal! And...and Bolin? And...ugh, I can't remember. Thinking is hard."

Asami nods in commiseration, her hand now fully cupping Korra's breast. "Totes agree, babe. Thinking is, like, super overrated. We should just, y'know...chill. And maybe make out or something."

Korra perks up at that, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Ooh, now there's an idea I can get behind! C'mere, you sexy genius~"

She pounces on Asami, pinning the giggling heiress to the couch and attacking her neck with sloppy kisses. Asami squeals and halfheartedly tries to push Korra away, but her arms feel strangely weak and uncoordinated. Eventually she gives up and melts into the embrace, her hands roaming over Korra's muscular

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](http://back.As) their makeout session grows more heated, both girls find it increasingly difficult to focus on anything beyond the sensation of lips on skin and the hazy pleasure suffusing their bodies. Korra's kisses turn sloppier, more unrestrained, while Asami's once-nimble fingers fumble with the fastenings of Korra's top.

"Mmm...Korra..." Asami mumurs between kisses, "We should...we should probably...ah! Do that thing. Y'know, the important thing?"

Korra pulls back slightly, her lipgloss smeared and her eyes unfocused. "Important thing? What important thing?"

Asami blinks slowly, worrying her kiss-swollen lip between her teeth. "I...I dunno. But I'm, like, pretty sure we had a thing. A thingy thing. To do."

They stare at each other for a long moment, their lust-addled brains struggling to piece together a coherent thought. Finally, Korra's face lights up with a dopey grin.

"Oh em gee, I totes remember now! We were gonna visit Tenzin!"

Asami gasps, clapping her hands together excitedly. "Yes! That's it! We were gonna...gonna...something. But Tenzin was definitely involved!"

Korra nods seriously. "Obvs. I mean, when is Tenzin not involved in stuff? He's, like, the most involving guy ever."

Asami snickers at that, swatting at Korra's arm. "Babe, I don't think 'involving' is a word. But you're right, we should totally go see what Tenzin's up to. Maybe he can help us remember the thingy thing!"

They both scramble to their feet, giggling and swaying slightly as they try to navigate on unsteady legs. It takes them a ridiculously long time to locate their shoes and gather their things, their attention spans now roughly equivalent to that of a goldfish.

"Keys...keys..." Asami mutters, rummaging through her purse with clumsy fingers. "Who needs keys anyway? Keys are dumb. Ooh, gum!"

She pops a piece of bright pink bubblegum into her mouth, chewing noisily. Korra watches her, mesmerized by the way her glossy lips work around the gum.

"You're so pretty when you chew..." Korra sighs dreamily, leaning in to nuzzle Asami's cheek. "So pretty and shiny and.. .and... what was I saying again?"

Asami blows a large, wobbly bubble, her eyes crossing slightly as she tries to focus on it. "I 'unno. Probably something super smart, 'cause you're, like, the smartest Avatar ever~"

The bubble pops, sticking to Asami's nose and cheeks. She devolvex into a fit of giggles as Korra tries to peel it off, only after a few tries being able to.

Finally, after much trial and error, they manage to stumble out the door and into the hallway, leaning heavily on each other for support. The journey to Tenzin's office is a haze of wrong turns and distractions, barely able to keep their minds focused.

"Hey 'Sami..." Korra stage-whispers as they round the corner, "D'you think Tenzin's gonna be mad that we forgot the thingy thing?"

Asami considers this for a moment, her perfectly shaped brows furrowed in concentration. "Nah, he's cool. He'll probably just lecture us or something. With lots of big, fancy words. And then his head will get all red and blotchy, like a...like a..."

"Tomato?" Korra supplies helpfully.

"Yes! A tomato!" Asami claps her hands, bouncing on her heels. "A big, bald, airbender tomato!"

They both dissolve into peals of laughter at the thought, clutching their stomachs and wiping tears from their eyes. By the time they reach Tenzin's door, they're wheezing and snorting, struggling to catch their breath.

Korra raises her fist to knock, but pauses, turning to Asami with a suddenly serious expression. "Wait. 'Sami. What if...what if Tenzin's not even here? What if he's off being a tomato somewhere else?"

Asami gasps, her eyes wide. "Oh em gee, you're so right! We didn't even, like...call ahead or anything! We're the worst friends ever!"

She slumps against the wall, pouting dramatically. Korra joins her a second later, sliding down to sit on the floor.

"Ugh, thinking is the worst. Why did we even come here again?"

Asami shrugs, picking at a loose thread on her skirt. "I 'unno. Something about...vitamins? And Opal's butt?"

Korra perks up at that. "Ooh, Opal does have a super nice butt! Almost as nice as yours, 'Sami~" She reaches over to give Asami's rear an appreciative squeeze.

Just then, the office door swings open, revealing a very confused Tenzin. He takes one look at the giggling, disheveled girls on the floor and sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Dare I even ask what you two are doing outside my office in such a...state?" he asks wearily, already dreading the answer.

Korra and Asami exchange a blank look, then burst into another fit of giggles.

"Tenzin!" Korra gasps out between snorts of laughter. "Tenzin, oh em gee, we were just talking about you!"

"Yeah!" Asami chimes in. "We were gonna ask you about...about...the thingy! The super important thingy thing!"

Tenzin stares at them both, his eyebrow twitching. "The...thingy thing," he repeats slowly. "Could you be a bit more specific?"

Korra and Asami look at each other again, then shrug in unison.

"Iunno," Korra says, struggling to her feet and swaying slightly. "But it was, like...really important. Probably. Maybe you could just tell us all the important thingies and we'll remember?"

Tenzin opens his mouth to respond, then closes it again, shaking his head in disbelief. "Right. Well. Why don't you two come inside and...collect yourselves a bit. Then we can discuss these...important thingies."

He steps back to let them enter, wondering not for the first time why the Spirits had seen fit to burden him with such a troublesome Avatar and her equally troublesome girlfriend.

Tenzin closes the door behind them, already feeling a headache coming on. It's going to be a very long, very strange day...

He settles behind his desk with a sigh, steeling himself for whatever nonsense is about to unfold. "Alright you two...let's start from the beginning. What exactly happened to get you into this...condition?"

Korra and Asami exchange a look, their glossy lips pursed in thought. After a long moment, Asami brightens, a metaphorical light bulb going off over her head.

"VITAMINS!" she exclaims triumphantly, throwing her hands in the air. "We took some super special vitamins that were supposed to make us, like...super focused and stuff!"

Korra nods eagerly in agreement. "Yeah, and they were really pretty too! All shiny and pink and...uh..." She scrunches up her face, trying to remember. "...girly?"

Tenzin's eyebrows shoot up into his nonexistent hairline. "Pink and girly vitamins," he repeats slowly, a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Dare I ask where you got these...vitamins?"

The girls both shrug, looking at each other helplessly.

"Iunno," Asami says, chewing on a perfectly manicured nail. "They just kinda...showed up? In a box?"

"Ooh, yeah, a mystery box!" Korra adds, bouncing on the couch. "It was super exciting. Like getting a present, but for your brain!"

Tenzin closes his eyes for a long moment, muttering something that sounds suspiciously like a prayer for patience under his breath. When he opens them again, Korra and Asami are still staring at him expectantly, their eyes wide and guileless.

"Right," he says, more to himself than to them. "Mystery vitamins from an unknown source. Of course. Why not."

He takes a deep breath, trying to channel all his years of spiritual training and fatherly experience into his next words. "Korra, Asami...I think it's safe to say that those weren't ordinary vitamins you took. In fact, I have a sneaking suspicion they had an affect on your perceptions..."

The girls gasp in unison, their hands flying to their mouths.

"You mean like...****?" Korra whispers in a panic, her eyes wide.

"No way!" Asami protests, shaking her head so hard her hair whips around her face. "We would never do ****! **** are for, like...losers and stuff!"

Tenzin sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose again. "Be that as it may, the fact remains that you two are clearly not in your right minds at the moment. And as your friend and mentor, it's my responsibility to...to..."

He trails off, his eyes suddenly drawn to the way Korra is playing with the hem of her shirt, exposing a tantalizing strip of toned stomach. Beside her, Asami has started to twirl a lock of hair around her finger, batting her lashes coquettishly.

"Tenzin?" Korra asks, her voice breathy and seductive. "Is something wrong? You look a little...flushed~"

She leans forward, giving him an eyeful of her ample cleavage. Asami giggles and follows suit, stretching like a cat in a way that makes her breasts strain against the fabric of her top.

Tenzin swallows hard, heat rushing to his cheeks (and other parts of his anatomy that he's definitely not thinking about right now). "I...ah...that is to say..."

He clears his throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure. "Korra, Asami, this is hardly appropriate behavior for two young women of your station. I must insist that you...that you..."

But it's no use. The girls are crawling towards him now, their eyes dark with mischief and promise. Korra reaches him first, boldly sliding into his lap while Asami drapes herself over his shoulder, her hot breath tickling his ear.