Second Thoughts

Written in collaboration with Namichwan

Bran had exploded from Korra’s room in a huff. Pushing past many artists who were whining at him to stay, but he just wanted to be done with the whole thing.

Fucking the Avatar was a mistake.

“Hey, wait!” He heard his latest lay yell, “Where are you going, Bran?!”

His feet weren’t quick enough and thus Korra quickly caught up with his annoyed stomping.
As Bran continued through the halls, trying his best to lose the tail, he found that the younger woman easily kept up with him. “I’m just gonna do what I wanted to do, then leave. I’ll be outta your hair soon enough, kid.”

“Oh, okay…” Her words accepted his, but there was some level of sadness that she couldn’t explain as well, “Um, is there a way I can contact you?”

“No.”

His gruff demeanor wasn’t phasing her at all, “But then, how will you and I do it again?”
Another turn down another corridor, “You’ve got a long life ahead of you. You’ll find someone, you’re the goddamn Avatar!”

“But my pussy fell in love with YOUR COCK!” Her words were getting slightly ****, “Plus, you got me into the Avatar state! Years of training couldn’t do what your dick did in twenty minutes!”

Bran stopped abruptly in one of the acolytes’ kitchens and sighed, “Fuck, that thing I said with Tori…” He grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck but still not turning around to Korra, “I’ll… try and undo what I did I guess? No idea how, but it's better for both of us if you and I cut ties here.”

“I don’t want that!” Korra protested, probably louder than she was expecting and thus got rather defensive, “What, do you hate me now or something? Was all that talk about me being good just lies to make me feel better?!”

With a roll of his eyes, Bran started moving away from her again, “No, you were a quality lay.”

“Then why do you want to leave me?!”

“You’re… too much responsibility.”

She clicked her tongue at him derisively, “Excuse me?! I’m the Avatar, are you treating me like some random child?! I can take care of myself!”

"Korra, you're not just some random chick, okay?" He continued, not caring if she was listening, "You're the fucking Avatar, the bridge between us and the Spirit World!! You're responsible for the whole goddamn world, not some big dumb brute like me. I’m barely able to be responsible for myself!"

"I don’t care about that! My pussy loves your dick! It's going to want it!" She pointed out, managing to take his hand and bring it swiftly to her wetness to demonstrate, “And yeah, I'm the Avatar, so I can take care of myself! How does me being your sexfriend change that?!"

Even while walking away from her, his temptation got the better of him briefly to plunge her pussy very lightly before shaking his head and moving his hand away. "Stop that. How does the whole Avatar thing not change it?"

"Bran!" The girl's frustration was getting the better of her, "I'm serious here! My pussy needs you!"

"I’m trying to be a good person here, Korra!” He growled right back, “I'm a big thundering distraction in a world you gotta protect! Not to mention my loose lips and looser morals… for fuck’s sake, I'm just trying to make things easier on both of us by not being a part of your life. Not to mention how much of your future is going to be dangerous as hell, and I'm just seriously not built for that sort of shit."

Korra folded her arms across her chest, "You're not trying to be altruistic, you’re just running away!"

With an annoyed sigh, Bran kept looking, pushing open doors and peering inside quickly before moving on. He wasn't sure what was going on with this girl. Normally, ladies just let him do his thing and let him go on his way as if getting your pussy grade-a pounded out of the blue was just a random event you had to deal with. Okay, that wasn't quite true, some of them did get a bit clingy. But none of them followed after him after he simply ignored'em and vacated the premise.

At least that he knew of. Suppose there could be dozens of broads wandering the city after him. Especially if that one about pussies falling in love with dicks bit'em like it did the Avatar.

Bran finally found what he was looking for.

Opening the door to one of the acolyte’s rooms, he found a hot woman in orange clothes who was writing at a desk in her chambers. Her hair had some lines of gray in its raven mane, but it almost looked drawn on from how fair of face she was. Whatever the lack of food did to the body it was working for her, with a long and quite traditionally beautiful face, Bran knew she’d be perfect for the task ahead. Grabbing her under the armpits and moving her over to her bed.

Bran's sudden entrance into Lah's room, accompanied by the Avatar, hadn't startled her in the least. Lah had been engrossed in her writing, capturing the vivid memories and experiences she had as an original devoted member of Aang's Fan Club. Her ink-stained fingers paused for a moment as she looked up, not recognizing the big man but definitely recognizing the young woman who held the key to continuing the legacy she cherished.

Being one of the youngest members of the Fan Club, Lah had eagerly embraced the transition into the Air Acolytes, where the boundaries of pleasure and intimacy expanded. She had reveled in the orgies and trysts that unfolded in those formative years, indulging in the passionate encounters that celebrated Aang's legendary endowment and his insatiable virility.

She'd made it something of a project these past few weeks to converse with her fellow original Fans, gather these memories, and commit them to page as one more part of their collective task to preserve Air Nomad culture. It had been an amazing process, like a spell had been cast, as the stories that were almost forgotten by each person came back to life, filling their minds with vibrant memories once again.

As the thickset man effortlessly lifted her under the armpits and moved her onto the bed, Lah's mind danced with anticipation. She knew that this encounter held a purpose beyond the realms of mere pleasure. It was a chance to weave together the threads of past and present, a moment to honor the legacy of Aang while embracing the path that Korra now tread as the Avatar.

"Strip, let's see that fine-ass bod." He told her, his voice all deep and gravely and they both undressed.

Then she laid back on her elbows, back arched and legs spread, and waited in anticipation. She'd already taken notice of the tell-tale lump of a size with the one Aang's billowy yellow pants had always sported and she knew she was in for her first proper cock in decades (Big as he undoubtedly was to the younger nuns, Tenzin would always be Little Tenzin to the older generation)

And she was proven right because after taking off his shirt and revealing a large belly like Aang had never had, he dropped his pants and revealed a magnificent large penis squarely in the Avatar's league, dangling fat and long, alongside an enormous drooping scrotum just filled to the brim with masculinity.

"Look, Ms. Avatar. I just wanted to fuck a random Air Nomad lady since I knew they’d all be pregnant with Tenzin’s groin spawn anyway.” He explained, his dick hanging low so that it rested gingerly atop the acolyte's stomach, still covered in Korra's juices and his own. The older woman leaned forward and stroked the massive rod like it was a pet bunny, “That’s it! I don’t want to deal with bending elements, talking to spirits, going on adventures, none of it! My dick, in cunt, no baggage.”

Korra just frowned, though she still quickly bent some of the acolyte’s juices onto Bran’s cock for lubrication purposes, then watched as he began mounting the woman proper. As soon as the bulbous head of Bran's cock entered her pussy, Korra immediately saw the older woman's facial expression change. She went from anticipation and nervousness to pure delight. Her mouth made an o-shape as she leaned forward, ensuring she could watch the massive cock make its impossible journey inside her tight vagina. Her moans from his spearing just annoyed the Avatar as she watched him rut with another woman.

Bran held onto the base of his hard cock with one hand as he steadily progressed an inch, retreated a half inch, progressed, retreated. He did this several times over until nearly half of his sturdy rod was implanted in the woman. Bran's prowess with his massive dick was clear as his member stretched the acolyte's snatch open with a lewd sucking sound.

“You’re not even getting your whole dick in her!” Korra moaned, “Can I at least go one more time before you go?”

Even while humping the woman, Bran just grumbled, “Nng… I’d rather not.”

“But I NEED you!”

“What you need is, like, proper training or some bollocks.”

“Yeah! Your training and your bollocks!”

Bran blinked as Korra’s face appeared right in front of his. Her body once more completely naked as she suddenly and without warning sat on the air nomad’s face. Nothing he’d said had indicated she should be doing this, but Korra was pushing through anyway.

“Look, clearly Tenzin and the White Lotus had it all wrong.” Her eyes were determined, “The way I get through to the spirit world, the way I figure out how to airbend, is through sex! Being lewd and fucking is the key! It makes sense since Aang was such a stud, right?! Ahah! Woah!"

Korra's eyes rolled up, lids fluttering and Bran blinked as he looked between the girl's thick brown thighs as the older woman didn't miss a beat. The acolyte's tongue skillfully danced along the folds of Korra's slick entrance, flicking and teasing with a practiced precision that sent waves of pleasure coursing through the Avatar's body.

Damn, fuck yea, old lady! Usually when he kind of **** two broads into such intimate contact when he was fucking them, they did their best to just grin and bear it, basically ignoring each other unless he used a normality just for them.

Lah, however, was more than happy to do so. As the young Avatar's cunt smothered her face, the acolyte was in a world of bliss. She'd missed this, she'd missed it so badly and had been hoping to experience it more during her time serving at the temple, but with Aang passed and Tenzin's weird reticence on this kind of thing, it had been a while since Lah had tasted such succulent pussy.

But now, the hot young Avatar was in her reach and she wasn't going to let an opportunity like this get away. Lah's mouth hungrily sought out Korra's slit, her tongue darting out to tease and prod at the girl's pussy, seeking her nectar and drawing forth the taste of her tangy essence. That it came with a generous helping of heavy-nutted jizz, dense and salty enough to make her tongue feel like it was toast being smothered in delicious jelly.

Mmm...when was the last time she'd eaten such a good cum cake?

“S-see? I bet Aang’s just chomping at the bit to come back from the spirit world to share this slutty acolyte with you! If I stick with you then I can master the Avatar State super quick!”

Bran continued to hump, hearing the muffled moans of his lay under the Avatar’s cunt was sort of a turnon in its own way. “I guess… but then if it’s just sex then just do it with someone else. Tenzin probably has some moves.”

“Trust me, he doesn’t…” She mumbled under her breath, much to Bran’s amusement, “I need the very best trainers if I want to be the best. And you’re clearly the best at sex!” Her beaming eyes and jumping tits were growing harder to resist by the second, “Please! It won’t be all the time since I’ll still be training to be the Avatar, but I’ll also help you bone any lady you want! I’ll follow all your commands, AND you and me get to fuck all the time too!”

The girl certainly knew how to make a sale. Bran was finally chewing on the idea as he watched her ride the acolyte’s face. Maybe she was just that bored of her shut-in life as the Avatar, or her pussy was already aching at the loss of his cock, but there was a drive in her eyes that was getting very hard to say no to.

“...the Avatar being my sex-apprentice, eh?”

Korra’s excitement at his interest was palpable, “Literally! I’ll help you get any woman. I’m sure Tenzin wouldn’t mind sharing his wife if it meant the Avatar receiving proper training to contact her past lives.”

As Bran thought about the offer, Lah had long since lost her grip on sanity, reduced to nothing more than animalistic groans as her body shuddered in ecstasy. Her pussy was tightening around Bran's cock, squeezing and massaging the thick length with each of her pulses, drawing out the pleasure from his massive rod. Her toes curled, her fingers grasped at the bedsheets, and her head flopped back into the pillows as wave after wave of bliss washed over her.

The two were almost like strangers to Lah as their sexual encounters pushed her body past its limits, but her pleasure was not for her own sake, it was for the Avatar's. Lah had been granted a gift by the spirits and the Avatar, a chance to bask in the radiant light of Aang's legacy. It was a chance to share her life's passion, to be an instrument in the re-establishment of the legacy and the culture she so loved and was proud to be a part of.

Lah felt herself cresting over the edge of pleasure, her eyes fluttering closed and her back arching. She opened her mouth, her tongue hanging out, and a throaty moan escaping her lips as her orgasm washed over her body.

Bran and Korra both mostly ignored Lah’s shaking body as they continued to stare at each other. The pot was certainly sweetening, and not just that the air acolyte they were fucking had explosively climaxed on Bran’s cock. His imagination of having the Avatar at his beck and call for fun sex, then having the two of them fuck Ina together as he ‘taught’ Korra how to become as studly as Aang… it was all quite tempting.

“I can see you’re considering it, Bran.” She grinned, reaching over a hand to shake, “Do we have a deal?”

For all his talk of freedom and being alone, Bran had to admit that Korra was growing on him. Her pussy had been great, her enthusiasm contagious, and how willing she was to cast away conventions and join in on a threesome was all making him kind of excited to show her the perverted ropes. He felt like his total freedom using the earrings could use a little extra spice. Perhaps being a part of the Avatar bullshit wouldn’t be so bad?

“Alright, alright… but if things start getting too dangerous or weird, then I’m not gonna be afraid to bounce. Ya hear?”

Korra nodded and reached a hand out, placing it on his bare chest, the warmth of her palm seeping through his hairy skin,“Loud and clear!”

Instead of taking her hand, Bran reached down and clamped down on her clitoris. “Then you got yourself a deal.” He grinned as the Avatar once more came from his touch, liquidizing the licking woman’s face as she shuddered and moaned. “Oohhh~ y-yayy! This is g-gonna be so much better than meditating!”