Asami smirked a little as she swayed her hips from side to side, looking over her shoulder to see Korra staring at her. Asami slowly slid her dress that she had been wearing off her shoulders, letting Korra watch as her bare shoulder blades came into view, and then let her dress pool to the floor. Asami stood in a black lingerie set, her bare butt cheeks just visible from under her lace underwear. She could hear Korra gulp.
“That’s odd,” Asami said. “I must have the wrong room. I don’t see the Avatar here.”
Asami walked, still swaying her hips, away from Korra. Just in front of the door, she bent down by the waist. Her ass cheeks pointing at Korra’s direction as she slowly slipped her underwear off, dropping them to her ankles as Korra watched in amazement.
Still bent over, ass pointed at Korra, Asami reached up to her bra and unclasped it. She let it fall off of her shoulders as she let the cups fall to the floor. She could feel Korra trying to look at her, but her back was positioned so Korra only could see her butt and nothing more.
“Asami…”
Korra watched as Asami opened the door once more and walked out, making sure to drag it out hearing Korra stammering, calling out to her by name.
