Light at the end of the tunnel

The walk down the hallway was humiliating. Korra's bare feet slapping against the hardwood floor betrayed the element of stealth, and drew the attention of Asamis entire staff. Korra's towel wasn't very big, the slightest movement of it would either expose her pussy or let her breasts pop out. Her constant adjusting was hurting more than helping. And of course, her ass had no form of cover whatsoever, and was free to jiggle out in the open air as she speedily walked down the hall.

Needless to say, the night shift got a show.

After what felt like an hour long walk, Korra quickly slipped through Asamis door, slamming it shut behind her. Catching her breath, she turned to the bed to see Asami gracefully sleeping, quietly breathing as her chest rose up and down, beautifully outlined by her pajama shirt. Korra sighed, dropping the towel as she crawled into bed next to her, pulling the sheets tight over her body. She clung close to her benefactor, wrapping her arms around her slim torso and pressing her chest up close to her.

Asami let out a brief smirk as her partner fell asleep beside her.