[Korra bites back the immediate, habitual response of 'yeah, for a bear'. It's really hard to argue when her girlfriend is pressed up against her and straight up calling her hot. Whatever she thinks about herself, Anna finds her attractive and that's really the important thing here.]
You have mentioned it a couple of times. So are you.
[She basically looks like some kind of forest goddess from an old story, one that lives in some enchanted grove in the Spirit World and has about a hundred songs written about her. It's a really good look.]
You know...I might need a little help with the rest of these clothes....
[Anna says this, barely above a murmur, as her hands trace down to Korra's sides. She's never seen the werebear topless before, but her brain has filled in all kinds of details—smooth skin, fluffy white fur, and muscle. She's eager to see if the reality matches up to her imagination, so the nymph nods eagerly, letting the fabric bunch up under her fingertips as she begins to pull Korra's top upward.]
[Her figure, at least, Korra has no self consciousness about. She has arms to make a lumberjack jealous and shoulders that can support a whole colony of eagles. Her abs have abs. It's only the fur...but Anna really doesn't seem to mind. It's fine. This is all good.]
[And it is. Despite her own hangups, Korra is more than eager to take things further with her girlfriend. She lifts her arms to make it easier, breath quick and heavy and ears twitching eagerly.]
[There's nothing in the world that could keep Anna from her goal right now; she can feel arousal burning bright in the pit of her belly. She's nervous, of course—this is the first time she's done it with a girl, or at least the first time she remembers. But she also feels pretty confident that she can figure it out, and that Korra won't judge her for any fumbling.
Which...she does fumble, just a little bit, at the sight of those abs. It's enough to make her mouth go a little dry.]
Oh, [she breathes, lifting the offending garment the rest of the way over Korra's head. Her hands immediately go to the werebear's stomach and trace over the lines and ridges of muscle, carding through the soft fur at her sides.]
[This is much better. Korra's top was starting to really feel uncomfortably snug and constricting, particularly around her breasts. And the open air on her skin - where not covered with fur - feels pretty fantastic, too. Not as good as Anna's hands, though, and the werebear lets out a low, throaty growl of appreciation.]
Yeah...this is...this is really good.
[She can't keep her hands off of Anna in the meantime. Careful of her claws, her padded hands run along the nymph's sides, appreciating her soft, delicate skin.]
Good, [Anna huffs, shivering lightly at the hands tracing along her sides. From behind her, the twin vines that sprout from her shoulders begin to extend outward; one reaches up to caress the back of Korra's neck, and the other traces down her muscled upper arm. For her part, Anna doesn't even really seem to realize she's doing it; it's a physical manifestation of her desire to feel every single part of the werebear, conscious or not.
Leaning up on tiptoes, Anna claims Korra's mouth in a heated, honey-tongued kiss, before pulling back to look her in the eye.]
[Korra clears her throat, trying to focus. A lot is happening right now, it's hard to concentrate. But the bed is definitely where this should be heading. With no further hesitation, the werebear leans down and scoops Anna up into her arms.
The bed is not far. Korra closes the distance in long, hurried strides and gently tosses Anna down onto the lavish king sized bed. She takes a moment to just look at her there, bearish grin on her face, savoring it. Anna's so damn pretty...]
[There’s something about being lifted up with so little effort, being tossed down on that huge bed and looked at like she’s a decadent feast that makes Anna feel...royal. In a way that she’s never quite felt before. Being on the throne of Arendelle perhaps sparked a similar feeling, but nowhere near this intense. Nowhere near this exact feeling of being desired so openly. Simply put, Anna feels like a snack that Korra is about to devour, and it’s godsbedamned hot.]
You should see me up close.
[She’s teasing, voice cloying and sweet in a way she doesn’t even intend, but perhaps that’s her nymph instincts taking charge: luring her prey in like a Venus flytrap...]
[Korra just grins her bearish grin as she takes a moment to strip off her pants, leaving her in a pair of black shorts style briefs and little else besides soft white fur. It'll just be easier to get them off now, then trying to wrestle with them in bed.
There are much more important things to get up to in the bed.
With a last lingering look at Anna splayed out in her bed, Korra pounces, leaping athletically into the bed and stretching herself out on top of her girlfriend.]
[Anna watches hungrily as Korra strips off her bottoms, feeling a rush of warmth between her thighs as the werebear pounces and stretches out across her.]
Yeah. [The nymph queen doesn't hesitate before wrapping her arms around those furry, muscular shoulders, drawing Korra in for a heated kiss that has her back arching off the bed.]
[Korra lets out a happy little growl as she returns the kiss, not holding back her hunger for the other woman. Her hands return to exploring Anna, careful to keep her claws away from her girlfriend's skin. Even filed, they're substantial claws and she can't retract them. Boy would she love to be able to retract them...
But she's careful, using the pads of her fingers down Anna's arms and back up, backs of her hands brushing against the nymph's breasts.]
[Korra moves to fix her mouth on Anna's neck and her broad fingers slip under the straps of her girlfriend's bra. As eager as she is, she doesn't want to rush, not when this is the first time they're going to bed together. Some things are just worth taking time with.]
[Anna's so sensitive, the anticipation simmering across her skin almost painfully as Korra takes her time touching her, mouth sealed over Anna's neck. The skin there is just as soft as the rest of her, the same gossamer-soft texture as the petal of a flower.]
W-what do you think about?
[She wants to hear exactly what Korra has fantasized about, how she's pictured Anna...just the thought is enough to pull a shudder from her.]
[Korra blushes a little, toying with the strap of Anna's bra. She honestly doesn't often think about specifics - why try and confine the eventual with expectations? - but that doesn't mean she never has.
And sometimes it's more planning than building expectations.]
We're already halfway there, honestly. I've thought about carrying you to bed a lot. You weren't in your underwear though, that was a really fun addition. But, uh, you end up in your underwear pretty quickly....
Yeah...I don't know, I like showing off for you like that. I think it's really hot, honestly, how you're really petite and sort of delicate compared to me.
[Anna is no fragile little girl or anything, but compared to Korra...one of them is very much bigger and stronger than the other. And there's something appealing about that. Maybe it's that Anna's not scared of her at all, of her size or her strength. And the fact that she can trust Korra like this, in such a vulnerable and intimate scenario.]
[Anna's cheeks flush a deep pink-green, hearing Korra say out loud what she's thought about plenty of times...she's quick to shake her head against the pillow.]
Not weird at all. I'm, um— a pretty big fan of that myself. [Her fingers drift up appreciatively over Korra's side, feeling fur and skin and muscle.]
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You have mentioned it a couple of times. So are you.
[She basically looks like some kind of forest goddess from an old story, one that lives in some enchanted grove in the Spirit World and has about a hundred songs written about her. It's a really good look.]
You know...I might need a little help with the rest of these clothes....
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[Anna says this, barely above a murmur, as her hands trace down to Korra's sides. She's never seen the werebear topless before, but her brain has filled in all kinds of details—smooth skin, fluffy white fur, and muscle. She's eager to see if the reality matches up to her imagination, so the nymph nods eagerly, letting the fabric bunch up under her fingertips as she begins to pull Korra's top upward.]
I can do that.
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[And it is. Despite her own hangups, Korra is more than eager to take things further with her girlfriend. She lifts her arms to make it easier, breath quick and heavy and ears twitching eagerly.]
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Which...she does fumble, just a little bit, at the sight of those abs. It's enough to make her mouth go a little dry.]
Oh, [she breathes, lifting the offending garment the rest of the way over Korra's head. Her hands immediately go to the werebear's stomach and trace over the lines and ridges of muscle, carding through the soft fur at her sides.]
Yeah, this is way better.
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Yeah...this is...this is really good.
[She can't keep her hands off of Anna in the meantime. Careful of her claws, her padded hands run along the nymph's sides, appreciating her soft, delicate skin.]
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Leaning up on tiptoes, Anna claims Korra's mouth in a heated, honey-tongued kiss, before pulling back to look her in the eye.]
You should take me to bed.
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[Korra clears her throat, trying to focus. A lot is happening right now, it's hard to concentrate. But the bed is definitely where this should be heading. With no further hesitation, the werebear leans down and scoops Anna up into her arms.
The bed is not far. Korra closes the distance in long, hurried strides and gently tosses Anna down onto the lavish king sized bed. She takes a moment to just look at her there, bearish grin on her face, savoring it. Anna's so damn pretty...]
You're really beautiful, just like this.
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You should see me up close.
[She’s teasing, voice cloying and sweet in a way she doesn’t even intend, but perhaps that’s her nymph instincts taking charge: luring her prey in like a Venus flytrap...]
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There are much more important things to get up to in the bed.
With a last lingering look at Anna splayed out in her bed, Korra pounces, leaping athletically into the bed and stretching herself out on top of her girlfriend.]
Up close like this?
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Yeah. [The nymph queen doesn't hesitate before wrapping her arms around those furry, muscular shoulders, drawing Korra in for a heated kiss that has her back arching off the bed.]
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But she's careful, using the pads of her fingers down Anna's arms and back up, backs of her hands brushing against the nymph's breasts.]
I think I like this closer look.
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I do, too...
[She sighs, feeling goosebumps rise across her arms and stomach.]
I've thought about this for awhile, you know.
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[Korra moves to fix her mouth on Anna's neck and her broad fingers slip under the straps of her girlfriend's bra. As eager as she is, she doesn't want to rush, not when this is the first time they're going to bed together. Some things are just worth taking time with.]
Me too.
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W-what do you think about?
[She wants to hear exactly what Korra has fantasized about, how she's pictured Anna...just the thought is enough to pull a shudder from her.]
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[Korra blushes a little, toying with the strap of Anna's bra. She honestly doesn't often think about specifics - why try and confine the eventual with expectations? - but that doesn't mean she never has.
And sometimes it's more planning than building expectations.]
We're already halfway there, honestly. I've thought about carrying you to bed a lot. You weren't in your underwear though, that was a really fun addition. But, uh, you end up in your underwear pretty quickly....
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I'm glad I could sweeten the deal a little, babe.
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[Anna is no fragile little girl or anything, but compared to Korra...one of them is very much bigger and stronger than the other. And there's something appealing about that. Maybe it's that Anna's not scared of her at all, of her size or her strength. And the fact that she can trust Korra like this, in such a vulnerable and intimate scenario.]
Is that weird?
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Not weird at all. I'm, um— a pretty big fan of that myself. [Her fingers drift up appreciatively over Korra's side, feeling fur and skin and muscle.]