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Korra helped her mother with dinner, as promised. The taste of the lemon juice lingered long enough for her father not to get suspicious about certain activities that may or may not have been performed by Korra and Opal. Senna once again made Korra dress up, but this time around she didn't have a dress fit for the situation. Fortunately, she had the same size as her mother, and she could lend Korra a high-necked dress, something that would cover up Opal's handiwork from earlier.
The Three Diablo's lived up to their name. Korra was certain those children had some sort of caffeine effect on each other. She did manage to avoid any injuries this time around, though. A couple of close calls with Meelo, but all of them fell in the 'close, but no cigar'-category.
Dinner actually wasn't too bad. A slow-stove piece of pork with mushroom sauce was absolutely delicious. Korra got the shock of her life when Pema announced that she was ten weeks pregnant. Another one of those little monsters. Perhaps if she makes enough, they can provide the world with infinite energy.
After dinner, Senna offered to give the youngest two something to watch, while Tenzin and Tonraq retreated into her father's study to enjoy brandy and cigars while congratulating each other on being masters of the universe. This left Korra drinking a cup of tea with Pema and Jinora.
-"So, Korra, tell me, why are you wearing one of Senna's dresses?" Pema asked.
-"Don't play dumb with me Korra. I was with her when she bought it." Fuck. Those are the kind of details she should have mentioned. "So what is it that makes you wear it, when you have plenty yourself?"
Korra decided she might as well show instead of tell, so she undid the button on the collar with a sigh and pulled it down, revealing the hickeys. Pema remained perfectly composed, but Jinora couldn't help her curiosity. "Did Opal give you those?"
Pema immediately berated her. "Jinora! I thought I told you not say anything about her."
-"What? You said not to bring it up, and now Korra did. I'm responding."
"It's fine, Pema. And you're right, Jinora, Opal gave me these," Korra admitted while doing up her button again.
-"That's enough of that," Pema broke them up. "Jinora, go see how your brother and sister are doing."
-"Mom! That's not fair, Korra..." but Pema didn't let her finish.
-"Jinora, do what I say." The girl sighed, but got up, and left the room as instructed.
Korra saw the humor of the situation. "You didn't have to do that, you know."
Pema just smiled. "I don't want her getting any bright ideas. She says she has a boyfriend, but I'm really not sure about him."
-"Tenzin discreetly did some digging. Kid from foster care. He's got a record, even though he's only twelve. Breaking and entering. Did six months in a federal prison. But girls of Jinora's age can't help but fall for the bad-boy. You know the type. You probably were the type."
"I still am the type. Can't deny that Opal got a lot more attractive when I learned about her tattoo."
-"I can't forbid her from seeing him. He hasn't done anything to us, but I fear there should be a 'yet' in that sentence."
"Do you want me to talk to her?"
Pema gently shook her head. "No, I think that would only make things worse. But maybe you could talk to him. Find out what he's like."
"Wouldn't it seem kind of weird if her babysitter would ask those kind of things?"
-"Well, you're not her babysitter anymore. And it'll seem a little less hostile coming from someone close to her than from either of us."
"Okay. You get us in the same room, I'll hear him out."
Pema nodded. "Great. But what was that about Opal having a tattoo?"
"You don't know about that? Her entire family has the same one. Her Metal Clan tattoo."
-"Oh, that one. Su wouldn't tell me where she got it, and I've never seen it on her, even though I have seen her in tank tops and shorts, so it's somewhere covered."
You have no idea, but no way in hell can you tell her without making this conversation awkward. Fortunately, Senna came walking back in at precisely the right moment. "There, Jinora is making sure Meelo and Ikki don't trash the place, even if they seemed kind of tired."
Pema gave a tired smile. "I love them dearly, but they can be a bit... exuberant."
Fortunately, she had the good sense not to bring up Opal again, and by the time they left, all was still well.
It was a busy week. Between school, going to the gym, re-running World War II with Asami (quite a lot of it had sunken away again), and actually trying to go out with Opal, Korra barely had any free time left. Not that it mattered so much, she didn't have too much on her plate, there just wasn't a lot of room left.
She did catch a break. Her parents were called back to Arkansas for the weekend, something vague about a fundraiser in her father's district, but he had to go. Tonraq hated those kinds of things, but since he didn't have a choice, Senna went with him. In turn, she had her concerns of leaving Korra *ahem* alone in the house, but Korra assured her not to worry. She would be alone from Friday afternoon 'til Saturday night. Plenty of time.
The moment she had shut the front door behind them, she dialed for Opal. As it turned out, Opal was even busier than she was, forced to come along to a birthday of extended family on her father's side. Not the kind of thing she would force Korra to sit through. Early work-out it is then.
It went great. She hadn't overslept, she didn't drool on the floor, and Kuvira didn't show up. Korra felt the burn of accomplishment as they went back to the dressing room. Opal did feel obliged to remind Korra of something. "Say Korra, how long did you say your parents were gone?"
"Until at least tonight. Why?"
-"Well, I was thinking, maybe we could shower at your place."
"But we only have one-oooohh..." Korra's face flushed, as Opal failed pretty badly at trying to repress a smirk. Korra got one to match after her red color subsided. "Let's roll."
They both shoved their stuff into their bags, and after grabbing something to cover themselves up so that they wouldn't raise any eyebrows, they made a beeline for Korra's car.
It was very hard for Korra not to slam the pedal to the metal with the things that her girlfriend was insinuating were running rampant through her mind.
When they did finally arrive, Opal wasted no time. She made a half-hearted attempt to hang her vest on the coat hanger, and still failed, not in the least because Korra pushed her away finally able to shamelessly play tonsil hockey.
Opal soon pulled away though, and playfully flicked Korra on the nose. "Now it's your turn to show that you can do it," she smirked. Korra quickly hung up her hoodie, but by the time she turned around again, Opal was already upstairs. Korra started to make her way up, only to see Opal look over her shoulder, and she shamelessly pulled her sportsbra over her head and tossed it back, but Korra miraculously managed to catch it.
She walked to the bathroom, hips seductively swaying as she did so. It put Korra in a momentary brain-freeze, something which she didn't snap out of until she heard the water splash in the shower. She bolted after her girlfriend, eagerly catching her lips when she finally caught up. It took Korra a while to notice the she was already completely naked, and yet Korra was still holding her sportsbra.
-"That's two for two on the count of overdressed," Opal teased, and Korra promptly responded by putting her arms up. Opal took the hint, and pulled Korra's own sportsbra over her head, discarding it to somewhere in the room. She felt far less uncomfortable than she did the first time around, which was nice to learn. Opal stepped into the shower, and Korra followed suit once she had undone herself of pesky clothing.
First though, Korra took a moment to fully appreciate the gorgeous shape of Opal. Not that her sports clothing left much to the imagination, but still. She was soaking wet, the water running from her soft hair down her neck (which would soon be marked by Korra), along her perky breasts down her toned abs, and ultimately down her well-defined legs.
Korra eagerly pulled her close again, feeling the warmth of Opal over that of the water on her skin. Their lips clashed, making the moment next to perfect. Korra slowly moved her lips down to Opal's neck, sucking the skin as intended, leaving a bright red mark while Opal moaned. She pushed Korra back a little bit, a playful pout on her face. "That was payback, wasn't it?"
A massive grin broke across Korra's face. "If that's what you see in it, then, yes." She lifted Opal by her legs, and pushed her against the freezing cold tiles, making her shiver again. Korra quickly moved to gently suck her on the other side of her neck as well, making sure the Wonder Twins would have plenty of ammo to make life difficult for their sister.
Opal nudged Korra's head up again, once again pushing her tongue past her lips. She let herself slide out of Korra's grip, standing on her own feet again. Korra slid her hands up Opal's back, never breaking their kiss.
When Opal cocked her head down so that their foreheads leaned against each other, Korra looked straight into those massive emerald eyes, only a few inches away. That twinkle always means bad news for me...
-"I will make you pay for these," Opal said, referring to the hickeys on her neck. "You put them there deliberately."
"Guilty as charged," Korra smirked, as she knew it was true. They were too high to be covered up with a collar, and difficult to do so with a scarf.
Opal turned them around, pushing Korra against the wall. She took one of Korra's nipples between her fingers, gently rolling it, earning another moan from Korra. She let her other hand slip down Korra's abdomen, and slowly started rubbing Korra's soaking wet folds, and that wasn't from the shower. Korra gasped as her girlfriend was working her up like this, and she could feel the pressure between her hips building.
There was a short-lived flash of pain as Opal pushed her two middle fingers into Korra, but that pain was quickly replaced by more euphoria, as Opal curled her fingers up. "Goh-od..." she panted, unable to say anything more intelligent.
Opal started moving her hand more vigorously, making Korra squirm harder and harder. Korra could feel that her peak was approaching fast, waves of pleasure shooting through her at the rhythm of Opal's hand. Her other hand was working some overtime, massaging Korra's breasts, trying to divide it's attention equally between them.
"Oh God... Opal... I'm close..." Korra panted, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Opal's devilish grin, and with one smooth move, she pulled her hand back, leaving Korra panting and unsatisfied. "Wha-why..."
But Opal just kept on smirking. "You didn't think I was going to make it that easy on you, did you? You'll have to earn it."
Korra was stunned, but she knew exactly what her girlfriend was doing. "You evil little..."
"I hate you," Korra playfully smirked.
Opal just smirked back. "I hate you too," she said, while she wrapped her arms around Korra's neck, and pressed a quick kiss on her lips. "Now do you have something to say about these hickeys?"
"Want me to give you another one?" This comment was retaliated with a swift poke to the gut, something which got Korra grinning like mad. "Alright, alright, I'm sorry. I know Laurel and Hardy are going to give you hell for them."
This seemed to be enough for Opal. "Yes they will, but for now, that'll do," she said, and slid her hand between Korra's legs again, earning her another gasp as Opal pushed the same two fingers back inside her. She curled her fingers up, making Korra moan loud.
But just as sudden as she started, she stopped, and turned her head away. Korra didn't know what was happening. "What is it?"
-"I could be crazy, but I thought I just heard the door close."
"Nah, that's... FFFUU..." Her latest gasp was caused as Opal pushed her finger up again, but also silenced by Opal, who pushed her hand over Korra's mouth to shut her up. Good thing too, as it turned out.
-"Korra, we're home!" Senna yelled from downstairs.
God-mother-fucking-damn it. Of all the times in the fucking world they come home early, they have to pick right now. Korra gasped again as Opal yanked her hand back, and judging by the panic in her expression, was fully aware of how fucked they were. "Uhh... Hi Mom, I'm in the shower, be right out!" Her brains were working overtime, when she suddenly got a bright idea. "Mom, could you come up here for a minute? I think I forgot my towel!"
She heard the light footsteps of her mother on the stairs, and heard she was close, as she didn't have to yell anymore. "Sure thing sweetheart, coming right up."
Korra and Opal both stepped out of the shower, and she handed Opal her own towel. "How screwed are we?" she asked, voice trembling.
"Not very if we play this right. My mom will bust us, but that's a minor thing. If my dad finds out, he'll kill us. You go to my room, and get dressed in any way you can. Steal my clothes if you have to, we were here to drink tea after going to the gym, okay?"
Opal took a deep breath and wrapped herself in Korra's towel. "Okay."
A few knocks on the door broke their train of thoughts. "Korra, I have your towel here."
She walked over, opened the door on a crack, poking her head around it. "Mom, could you help me? I have somewhat of a problem..."
-"What is it?"
Korra opened the door a little further, revealing Opal, dripping wet, who had put up her most innocent smile and gave a small wave to Senna, who was now pinching the bridge of her nose. "Do I want to know what was going on here?"
"No, you don't. Listen, could you distract Dad for a few minutes, so that Opal can go to my room, and get dressed, putting enough time between us?"
Senna sighed very deeply. "You don't deserve it, but alright." She handed Korra her towel, and called downstairs. "Tonraq dear, I lost my phone, could you check to see if it's in the car?"
Her father responded with a grumble, and closed the front door behind him. This was Opal's cue to make a dash for Korra's room. Korra took her sweet time drying herself off, and gathered all of their things from around the bathroom, before joining Opal. She had relieved Korra of an old pair of sweats and a Modern Warfare 1 shirt that was too small for Korra anyway. But because she still played that on a regular basis, she had never been able to part with it.
-"I'm impressed Korra. That was some quick thinking."
Korra smiled. "Why thank you. But now you owe me big time. That's two for two on the count of unfinished business."
-"Really? I don't think I owe you anything. You said they weren't coming back until tonight."
"Which they told me. They must have caught an earlier flight or something." Opal thought about it, and Korra realized something. "Are you wearing any underwear?"
Opal smirked. "What makes you say that?"
Korra triumphantly held out Opal's sports clothes. "And we left our stuff in my car."
-"Busted..." She pushed herself off from Korra's bed and wrapped her arms around her neck. "But would you really mind that much?"
"We're about to drink tea with my parents," Korra chastised her.
-"All the more reason to hope these pants don't slide off. They're kind of loose," Opal playfully said, while pressing a quick kiss on Korra's lips. Korra felt another massive surge of heat coming from between her legs again at this incredibly alluring image. She teasingly flicked Korra's nose again, as she made her way to the door. "See you downstairs."
Korra let go of a breath she didn't realize she was holding. She dressed herself as quickly as possible, and went after her girlfriend, who she found in a very stiff impasse with her parents. You could still cut the tension with a fork, so to speak.
She took a seat on the couch beside Opal, at a proper distance of course, and tried to break the silence. "So... How was Arkansas?"
-"You don't have to pretend to be interested, Korra," was her father's curt response.
-"Tonraq!" her mother immediately interjected.
"Alright, then let me ask you something I am genuinely interested in: why are you home so soon?"
Senna smiled. "Our last event got cancelled due to bad weather. An fundraiser in the open air isn't something you want to do on an open field in the pouring rain. Plus, we were fortunate enough to catch an earlier flight home, so here we are."
Opal and Korra locked eyes, and the latter started grinning. "Should have put ten bucks on that."
-"What was that?" Tonraq asked.
"Oh, Opal was just wondering why you were home so early. We decided to go here when we came back from the gym, just hang out for a bit." Congratulations. That was about as genuine as a three-dollar bill. Her mother raised a suspicious eyebrow, but didn't say a word. "But I guess we'll be getting ready to leave soon," Korra quickly added. They drank her tea as quickly as was humanly possible without inflicting third-degree burns on their tonsils. Despite her lack of underwear, Opal played the part of innocent little girl flawlessly. She was perfectly polite, drank her tea with her pinky raised, and addressed Tonraq as 'sir'.
The girls ultimately made their way back to the car, where they slowly turned to face each other and nearly bust a gut laughing. It took them quite a while to subside, because every time they looked over to each other, they only started laughing harder.
-"And here I was, thinking that family breakfast at my place was tense," Opal eventually managed.
"Well, trust my father to run all the smiles out of the room." Korra decided she was calm enough to start driving now.
-"How much does your mom know about us?"
"About everything. She has been more alert with everything concerning me since we made amends. But it doesn't really matter, she's on my side." Korra didn't look over, but she could feel Opal's raised eyebrow burning in the side of her head. "Even if we did push it a little bit this time."
Opal smiled, and suddenly changed the subject. "Take a right here."
"That'll take us to the I-95."
-"I know. You can take the Ring, it's generally quicker now."
Korra did it, assuming that Opal was right. She kind of was, as there was a bit of traffic but Korra was a law-abiding driver, sticking to the 55 mph limit. Even if that limit is total bullshit. The Germans have no speed limit on four-lane highways, and we are stuck at 55 on eight! Opal soon made it clear as to why she wanted to go this route. "Do you want these back?" she asked, referring to Korra's clothes.
"You can keep the pants, those are too short anyway, but that shirt was limited edition, I need that back. I'm gonna need that to sleep now."
Opal giggled. "That's both creepy and adorable. But okay, have it your way." She reached into the back, taking the clean shirt out of her bag that she intended to wear after the gym anyway. Without any shame, she took off Korra's shirt, who couldn't help herself but look over.
-"Eyes on the road, you're on the interstate!"
Korra was forced to tear away her gaze from her girlfriend, who hadn't been bluffing when she said she wasn't wearing any underwear, and found that she had already swerved half a car width out of her lane.
"Damn you Beifong, you are going to be the end of me some day."
Opal smiled and pressed a kiss on Korra's cheek. "I know."
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