So after a certain chat discussion on a certain stream *coughKYHUcough* I said I would try my hand at some fanficton of the more wicked and naughty variety. <3 But when I started typing I got more and more into thinking about how such a situation would come about ,even if it is hard to believe. So I suppose this part is the slightly less NSFW prelude to all manner of wickedness. Warnings include Korrasami, BDSM based themes that’ll lead into future scenes, and probably other things I forgot to include. :P Enjoy!

Story after the break!

Rating: NC-17, Korra AU, Korrasami, suggestive themes

Korra, Maid(en) of the Servant Girls

Part 1: It only took two Months

Summary: Korra, a waterbender from the north who came to work in one of the bigger cities finds her job possibly under threat when her boss wishes her presence. Not knowing how or why she was called in for a private discussion, of course it could never be so simple when your boss is Asami Soto (even if Korra has no idea who she is face to face!)

Two months, she had been working at this estate for two months and already she was being told that she had to meet with the head of said estate. With a nervousness befitting one who couldn’t afford to lose her job Korra stood outside the solid oak door. Had she really done something so serious as to actually anger her employer? Sure, perhaps she had been a little bit too rowdy in the servants quarters (she was on a winning streak at cards for the first time in her life, who wouldn’t get a little excited?), and maybe she should not have bitten the head off of the man who seemed to be in charge of the groundskeepers, but he was too rough on them, trying to make them finish gardening work in a day that should have taken at least a week! The auburn haired woman was roused from her thoughts as the door opened, a very familiar sight before her eyes. It took her a few moments to realise she was standing there staring at the yellow toned eyes of Asami Sato.

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“After all I heard from those in my employ, I would have thought you would have been late.” a smile curled upon those ruby lips. Korra found those yellow eyes not leave hers, without even think she let out a most amusingly cute gasp – as if she was caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Asami would not miss a beat, turning from the door and back towards her own desk. “Do come along, I don’t intend to spend all day waiting for you.” sliding to her desk. Korra would follow sheepishly, caught a little off guard by the shapely woman before her.

Korra had seen Asami many, many times in her employment here, but she never actually knew who she was. Korra had come into employment as a sort of ‘Jill of all trades’ – if there was extra help needed in the physical department, or in any house-care she would be directed to the head of that department. She’d been bossed around by the grounds-keeper director, she had been at arms against the director of the kitchen, she had even gotten in more than a few arguments with the one who handled the estates cars (it was his fault, almost running over her polar-bear dog when all he did was carry her to work!), and in every department she had seen this… dark haired vision. She never said it out loud, but Asami drew Korra’s eyes faster than a lemming to a cliff! She always assumed she was just another caretaker who handled all the departments for the owner of the estate. Now that Korra knew…. well, the usually boisterous, ready to strike Korra was at a loss for words.

Korra had to resist staring at Asami as she entered the roomy office space, her eyes wandering to the walls to try and distract her wandering thoughts. “Sit.” Asami said simply, which Korra did with a gentle nod.

“O-of course.” biting her lower lip, part of her was wondering why she was feeling so very sheepish around her now, the other part didn’t want to make things any worse than they could be! She looked up to Asami to see those eyes gazing into hers, those ruby lips continuing that same grin as if she had a private joke she was not sharing.

“I understand that you have been working for me for… two months now?” Asami asked simply, resting her elbows on the desk and holding her head in her hands. Korra felt like a giant spotlight was upon her now, not wanting to look away.

“That’s right. I came here after I was told you were looking for general busybodies.” Korra answered simply, she didn’t want to lie to Asami, the way that beauty looked at her. Korra was too busy praying her nervousness wasn’t showing too much. Asami simply continued to smile, as she took a stack of papers from her desk.

“Is fairly capable, able to handle herself with most tasks. Is stubborn to a fault. Will often make a fuss about the jobs of others.” those eyes, almost peering into Korra. “Care to tell me why at least two of my directors feel this way about you?” Korra felt in such a strange spot here, that didn’t sound too bad, did it?

“I didn’t think they were being fair sometimes, they were making rediculous demands of the people who worked for them, and then berating them if they didn’t make those quotas. Someone had to say something!” as Korra sat upright, looking like she was ready to march to war… at least until she looked into those eyes once more. She didn’t feel like she was making a good case for keeping her job.. and part of her didn’t want to disappoint the one who gave her this chance.. and was setting off a slight throb underneath her rib cage.

“So, I was right.” as Asami would rise from her chair, she moved herself to stand before Korra, looking at the sitting down darling. Asami would bend down to be eye to eye with her. “The times you saw me before, I often wish to see how those who work for me are treated. Its too easy to accept a smile and a nod.” The way Asami held herself, Korra couldn’t stop staring even though right now she knew she really shouldn’t be! Asami chuckled warmly, her hand coming up to cup Korra by her chin. Korra let out a gasp, her cheeks taking on a pink hue. “You who can be honest with those around her, whether its good or ill, its the reason why you were fired from your past employments.”

Korra meekly nodded, finding it harder and harder to form words. “I wanted to give you a chance, to see if you could do the job, even though you were under-qualified. Everyone deserves a chance.” With her grip held in place, Asamis thumb brushed back and forth across Korras chin. “And I have to be completely honest my dear… you are very, very bad at hiding those looks you sent my way.” Korra gulped quite audibly at that. “Yet… compared to how you acted to the directors of mine… you act so sweet and soft towards me. Is that also to do with those looks you give me?”

Asamis hand would move further up, releasing her hold upon Korras chin just to let those fingers dance over Korras cheek, fingers teasing against the hanging lock of bound hair playfully.

“I don’t, I don’t know what you mean!” she squeaked, cheeks flaring hotly.

“I’ve had my eye on you for a while now dear Korra.” she uttered simply, ignoring what the darling caught in her sight said. Korra felt a lump in her throat stopping her from forming words. “I want to get to know you better, if you will let me. I want to learn just how beautiful you are, not just the way you try to protect others, or in how you look.” Asamis lips, Korra couldn’t take her eyes off them.

“I.. I admit it… I couldn’t help but admire you.. but you’re the one employing me, now that I know that I -” Asami cut her off, the dark haired woman forced a kiss onto those lips – Korras eyes going wide in shock, her cheeks glowing such a warm red. Asamis hand gripped Korras cheek tightly – posessively, a stubborn refusal to release the beautiful auburn haired darling in her grasp.

“I like you, I like your attitude, you seem to like me, and with how sweet you are to me compared to my directors…” she had released Korras lips, only to take a firm grip of Korras bottom lip between her teeth, suckling on it firmly. “..I think its worth it to try, my dear maid.” whispering warmly. “Don’t misunderstand this, I am not doing this to just get you into bed, I’m genuinely curious about you.” smirking so playfully, her hand came down to Korras neckline, tracing it with a finger. “From now on you will be employed as my maid, no questions will be asked, no one will object – no one who matters will anyway.”

Korras breath came in short warm gasps, her boldness, her volition, she felt those little words escaping crimson lips slipping between her ears, making her squirm – surprising herself that she didn’t push Asami off and run out of the room! Asami would just laugh, pressing a more delicate kiss to Korras lips. She would move to her desk, a simple yet elegantly lettered letter with 'Lady Korra’ written upon it. She twirled it in her fingers, only to place it upon the shellshocked Korras lap. “Those are the papers of your employment as my maid, to ensure it is offical. It just needs a signature. You will return it to my desk at 9 am sharp, and then, well.. I hope you have no qualms about being measured for a uniform.”

Korra had gotten her wits together enough to open her mouth to object to how fast this was all going, to at least say something after all of this! “But I’m not maid material, I don’t even have a dress!” she protested, rising to her feet. Asami was already on the move, in one flowing motion her arm wrapped around Korras waist, the other gripped firmly upon her locks of hair.

“My dear, you are in my employ, you will learn soon enough.” And with that, she pushed Korra very firmly towards the door, pressing the servant girl out. Korra looked back in sheer disbelief, as Asami waved with the most sugar laced grin on her lips, only to close the door quite simply.

Korra looked at the door, then the letter, then once more at the door.

“Did.. that really just happen?” she asked the air, perplexed at what had happened.

“Yes it did, now hurry up and sign it right away.” came a voice from the other side of the door. Quirking an eyebrow at the door Korra stuck her tongue out at it.

“I’m supposed to decide it on my own if I want this employment!” she complained, pouting as if she was with a group of friends.

“My dear sweet little Korra…” as the door slid open one last time. “When you stare at me from afar biting your lower lip, do you really believe you would miss out on an opportunity?” Korras attempt to object a second time were answered by the door slamming shut.

Korra looked up to the ceiling – just what had she gotten herself into? And why was her heart too busy going ba-bump to realise just how crazy this was?!