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Send me a ā£ for my museās reaction to yours kissing mine while in the middle of a heated argument
Asami was privileged. There was no denying that. She grew up completely opposite of Korra ā in the comfort of a home (a mansion, at that!), wearing pretty dresses, going to schoolā¦ while Korra spent her childhood on the run and brutally training to the point of near-collapse.
So it shouldnāt have been a surprise that she would accidentally say something that Korra foundĀ just so offensive. And while Korra was blowing up at the heiress, she could hardly remember exactly what had made her so mad.
And suddenly the girlās lips were on hers. Korraās eyes stared wide at Asamiās eyelids.
She was kissing her!
And suddenly Korra had something more productive to focus her rage into. She roughly bit Asamiās red lips, even pulling her hair with tight fists as she kissed her.
"Iām still mad at youā¦ā
Somehow the sentence didnāt seem as threatening as Korra wished it did.
