Honeymooning

Quarter of an hour later, and Korra was kissing Asami hungrily, enjoying the tang on her lips. She felt the springy spirit-grass against her back, Asami shifting over her, keeping her against it.

"I think this is going to be a great vacation," Korra panted.

"Certainly looking that way," Asami said. "So, anything we think, happens here?"

"Something like that," Korra said. "Why?"

She was answered as something... distinctive unfurled on a flower near them. Asami reached for it, eyes alight, and Kara's eyes widened in surprised excitement.

Asami kissed the back of Korra's neck. It was an hour later, and now Korra was face-down, remarkably exhausted despite all her training. Asami patted her butt appreciatively. "How much of this were you planning when you invited me on holiday?" Asami said.

"Most of it," Korra admitted.

"What about this?" Asami said.

Korra felt another spirit construct start to form, soon realizing her girlfriend has an exceptionally wicked mind.

Two days later, and Korra was suspended in the air, vines extending off into the forest either side of her. Her arms were stretched out to her sides, her legs parted, and her head leaning forwards between Asami's legs, while Asami sat on a raised ledge, obediently lapping away. "I feel as though I'm getting the hang of this," Asami said. "I think it the right way, and it happens."

Korra nodded. A moment later and she gasped, breathless.

"Does that mean you'll untie me?" Korra said.

"Do you want me to?"

"I can wait."

A week later, and the two embraced on the bare forest floor, Asami as naked as Korra now. They'd moved through tender, to exploratory and curious, and now back to tender again. Korra kissed her girlfriend. "Do you think we should head back soon?" Asami said.

"Only when you're ready," Korra said. "We saved the day. Sure they can do without the avatar for a bit. Besides, isn't there more you want to do here?"

"Oh, you have no idea," Asami said.

Something rustled. Both she and Korra turned, looking into the darkness of the forest, and the faint movement within.

"Okay, which one of us thought of that?" Korra said.

"Best vacation ever," Korra said, panting, slumping back. "Second best," Asami said.

"Second? To what?" Korra said, indignant.

"To whatever we'll get up to next time we come here," Asami said. She smirked.

It had been two more weeks, and every time it seemed like they'd run out of ideas and that the spirit realm wouldn't give them more, something else revealed itself. It had been informative, exhilarating, and exhausting.

"I suppose we should think about going," Korra said.

She glanced sideways. Asami was dressed, albeit in her Future Industries work-outfit than what she'd worn when they'd come here. Korra had always liked how that looked on her.

Korra, meanwhile, was naked. She was slowly becoming aware she'd been that way every day since she'd started the vacation.

Korra screwed up her eyes, trying to focus. She'd never been too good at this.

"What are you doing?" Asami said.

"Trying to get dressed," Korra said. "I can hardly go home looking like this."

A few seconds later, and Korra felt fabric. She opened her eyes, looked down, and paused.

"I wasn't thinking of dressing like a maid," Korra said.

"That was me," Asami said. "Suits you."

Korra rolled her eyes, but chuckled as Asami moved to kiss her again.

Two hours after that, and Korra was naked again. "This isn't going to work," Korra said. "We keep getting distracted, and I keep..."

"Maybe we should just run for the portal? It might distract us," Asami said. "You could end up with a proper outfit."

"Or a maid again," Korra said. "Or naked. Or I'll start thinking of one of those toys or restraints we played with and end up going through to our world..."

Her cheeks darkened. Asami squeezed her hand encouragingly.

"One way to find out," Asami said.