Meditation with Tenzin

Korra's frustration weighed heavily upon her shoulders, the confines of Air Temple Island only amplifying her sense of entrapment. The once vibrant and bustling Republic City now felt like a distant dream, taunting her from across the bay with its tantalizing lights. The White Lotus guardians, with their well-meaning but suffocating protection were once again limiting her freedom.

This time, however, it was even worse because Tenzin and the Air Acolytes were basically acting like a second layer of security. It wouldn't be so bad except that even under Tenzin's tutelage, she was no closer to mastering airbending than she'd been back home.

She could bend water, fire, and earth like no one's business but it was air she truly struggled with.

Korra sighed as she sat across from Tenzin upon the floor of a gazebo jutting out from a cliff on the west side of the island, the side that looked out on boring ocean rather than the endlessly fascinating sights of Republic City.

She was pretty sure Tenzin's choice of meditation area was made for that very reason!

Korra stealthily opened one eye to peer at him.

When she saw the eyes in that lined and oh so serious face were closed, she popped hers open. The perpetual furrow in his brow was gone so she guessed he was having no trouble meditating at all.

That was,until, her eyes flicked downward and she saw the tent in his robes that had definitely NOT been there when they'd started.

Her lips quirked upward and she craned her neck, turning her head side to side as she found something far more interesting than trying and failing to meditate.

There was one thing taking place on Air Temple Island that was almost as intriguing as the city.

It was no secret that Tenzin had his breeding duties, a topic that was buzzing among the Air Acolytes. Even though she hadn't witnessed it firsthand, the excited chatter she overheard from the Air Nuns had piqued her curiosity.

The three of them, two younger women and an older matron, had been tending to the rock garden on the terrace below Korra when she'd been passing by.

“Have you heard of the woman who has graced our sacred grounds? The one chosen by our esteemed airbending master himself?”

“Yea! The lucky lady who gets to bang Tenzin for a whole week, every day!”

“So not fair. She was pretty though, some sort of scribe, I think. For a company.”

“Now, now. While this city woman revels in her brief rendezvous, we stand witness to the timeless traditions. We have the opportunity to be here consistently, sharing in Tenzin's presence for the entirety of our child-bearing years.”

"Yea! Now that he's finally going to start fucking us! I've been so jealous of Pema all these years!"

So several avenues of distraction had just opened up for Korra and she grinned as she took a gander at Tenzin’s bulge. It was hard to tell the size but it didn’t look small. He was Aang’s kid after all. Spirits, it was weird to think she’d had this enormous meaty horse cock in her previous life. Made it kind of annoying that her boobs were only kind of on the big side, really felt like those whale-walruses of Nali’s should have belonged to her.

"Ok, can we take a break?" She asked as she hopped up and made her way over to the edge of the pavilion to look out over the ocean.

"I don't know Korra," Tenzin replied with a tone of exasperation, "how does 'no progress' sound to you?"

"It sounds like a break," the Avatar quipped as she turned around and leaned back against the side.

"No, Korra, it sounds like just the beginning.”

"Oh yea? Looks like I'm not the only one that needs a break." she crooked her finger and pointed at his groin.

He looked at his lap.

Tenzin's face flushed with embarrassment and he quickly straightened himself and cleared his throat, trying to regain composure.

"Ahem, well, you see, Korra," Tenzin stammered, his cheeks turning a deeper shade of red.

"During deep meditation, one can experience certain bodily responses. It's a natural occurrence when one completely lets go and allows the energy to flow freely."

Korra couldn't help but chuckle at Tenzin's explanation. "Sure, Tenzin, whatever you say. I won't pry any further."

Tenzin let out a sigh of relief, grateful that Korra wasn't going to press the matter. "Thank you, Korra. Now, let's take a short break. We've been at this for almost an hour, and it's important to find balance in our training."

Korra nodded, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Sounds good to me. I'll take in the view while you handle your... duties."

Tenzin gave her a slight nod, still feeling a bit flustered, and quickly made his way out of the pavilion, muttering under his breath something about ChiRise.

Korra waited a bit then discreetly followed Tenzin across the temple grounds, her restlessness had driven her to explore every nook and cranny of the expansive place alongside Naga. Using her bending abilities, she had traversed even the most hidden corners so she was able to pass around and over buildings without just following his footsteps. It turned out he wasn’t even going to the nuns’ dormitories, instead it was the apartments set aside for visitors and Korra was delighted to realize he was meeting with his squeeze from the city. She hadn’t had a chance to meet the woman yet and this was certainly going to be an interesting way to learn about her.

As Korra approached the building where Tenzin had disappeared, she instinctively knew that the back side of the structure would provide a more discreet vantage point. Guided by her bending abilities, she scaled the wall of one of the temple annexes, carefully making her way to a rooftop that overlooked the balconies of the occupied apartments. It took her a few moments of exploration to find the perfect hiding spot, where she could observe the unfolding scene below without being detected. From her concealed perch, anticipation surged through her veins, an opportunity to witness a side of him that he rarely revealed: the ****, passionate, and perhaps even carnal!

So, of course, even in this moment he remained his same serious and ever composed self.

He'd discarded his clothes, revealing the contours of his surprisingly muscular back from this angle. He was just sitting on the end of the bed in this commanding posture with his legs spread. She could just see the woman's dark haired head bobbing rhythmically as she sucked him on her knees.

From her vantage point, Korra's view was limited, preventing her from discerning intricate details of the scene unfolding below. Time seemed to stretch as she observed, the monotony of the repetitive act becoming tedious. However, her patience was soon rewarded as Tenzin rose from his seated position, prompting the woman to crawl onto the bed. Her nude form revealed a curvaceous figure, accentuated by ample hips and thick thighs. Positioned on all fours, she remained at the center of the bed, awaiting Tenzin's approach.

Korra's eyes lingered on Tenzin's sculpted physique, admiring his broad shoulders and narrow hips, a striking contrast to his appearance when draped in the robes of his role. Yet, as her gaze shifted to his dick, she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. It was undeniably sizable, but it lacked the mythical proportions attributed to Aang in the tales she had heard.

Without preamble, Tenzin climbed onto the bed, mounting the woman from behind. She gasped at the entry, a testament to her familiarity with this act, as her moans filled the air. With measured deliberation, Tenzin slid his cock into her depths, eliciting a reciprocal movement as she eagerly met his thrusts with her own rhythmic undulations.

Korra put her chin in her hand and sighed.

Of course, you’d make even hot steamy sex boring, Tenzin