Chapter 17 by mburns

Does the duo spilt? Or stick together?

Split up

"We can cover more ground if we split up. I'll start from the bottom, you from the top, and we'll meet in the middle."

Asami nodded to show her approval of the plan. With that, Korra jumped down the stairwell, beginning her search.

Taking out guards was about as easy as one would expect from the Avatar, simple a matter of grabbing water and freezing them to the wall. Finding either of her targets, on the other hand, was more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack. She had made it up to the sixth floor, when all of a sudden, she heard and all too familiar voice calling for help.

Running down the hall, Korra turned the corner and found Bolin's cell, only to immediately cover her eyes. "Korra! You made it! Is that Asami's coat? And, uh, why aren't you wearing pants?" Korra was still avoiding looking at him. "Ah! Bolin! It's so good to see you! Why aren't YOU wearing any pants? Or any other clothes, for that matter?"

Sure enough, Bolins guards didn't offer him so much as a towel when they **** him out of the hot tub, and in his cell, his hands were chained to opposite walls, tightly enough that he couldn't bring them into his body, meaning Korra's first sight of her friend in the past few days was a few of his cock hanging down.

"Ah! Right, sorry about that, I could've warned you. Mind cutting me loose so I can cover up?"