Chapter 18 by mburns

Bolin is freed. Time to rendezvous with Asami.

Rendezvous

Korra and Bolin ascended up the stairs at a rapid pace, both looking rather ridiculous. Korra sympathized with her friend's state of undress, and opted to lend him the panties Asami lent her. The gesture was appreciated, though perhaps Bolin would have been more grateful had she given him a pair of trousers instead. To say that the panties did not fit him would be an understatement. There was an audible tear as he pulled them up over his bulky legs. He couldn't quite get it to sit on his hips, so it acted as a cup for his cock exclusively, the back not covering his ass whatsoever. So the two were twins, in that regard.

The duo made it to the twenty third floor, where they were greeted by Asami. "Korra! I'm so glad you made it. Why is Bolin wearing my panties?" Korra chuckled as Bolin turned the color of his only piece of clothing. "Long story. Did you find Takana?" Asami gestured to her right.

Korra looked and realized what was directly in front of them: a gigantic wooden door, coated in beautiful paintings of dragons. A clear mockery of the Fire Lord's palace. "Well, that has to be it."

Kicking down the door revealed a long hallway, at the end of which sat Takana in an oversized throne decorated with skulls and animal furs. The mock king laughed. "I see you found your friend. He was never in any danger. I only needed him to lure you here. Now, you're right where I want you." Korra stood her ground. "I'm not afraid of you." Takana chuckled. "You think you can take me? You're not even wearing pants!" Korra adjusted her apron, making sure it covered her pussy without her breasts popping out, then prepared a fire fist, charging at the man.