Korra/Link psl- nsfw

[rebonding]

In her time spent here, Korra had discovered that the atmosphere in the old countryside of the Earth Kingdom was vastly different from the bustling streets of Republic City. She had come out here to train by her own decision. No politics, no one telling her what to do. The role of the Avatar was evolving, and that allowed her a moment to breathe and rethink her own identity, even get back to her roots. Growing up in that compound, she had missed out on what had bound all of her previous selves together. Travel.

Which, in hindsight, was what had brought her here.

The rolling, farmland hills were like nothing Korra had seen before, other than in posters and advertisements for Cabbage Corp. Photographs didn't do it justice, in her opinion. And the people! Though they were a touch more quaint than her family and friends back home, there was something likable about them.

Especially one in particular.

Korra had connected with Link pretty quickly, when they first met. They had taken to training together, lighthearted sessions, mostly, followed by picnics out deep in the fields where nobody could bother them. The word 'date' had crossed her mind more than a few times, but... had Korra ever even been on a real date? Not really. She didn't mind that, but it did make for a slight uncertainty toward the pent up urges that had been building for weeks now.

And here they were, once again completely alone in their usual spot. A single old oak tree provided the only shade from the warm afternoon sun.

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[unitesearthandsky]

It was by sheer coincidence that he'd bumped into her, not being able to recognize her face or clothing. The Earth Kingdom country side was small and close knit, and any one from the capital stuck out like a sore thumb. Doing his best to make her feel at home, he'd shown her into the small village as a friend. They'd spent time exploring the near-by woods, shirking her training and preferring to spend their days along streams and laying with their backs on the Summer warmed hills while clouds passed over head.

Without realizing it, Summer had been drawing to a close, and with it he was growing more and more aware of just how he really felt about the woman from Republic City.

The way he caught himself gazing at her, turning away bashfully as his mind lost itself to dreams of endless days by her side. She had been brash with him, becoming more like a rival than a friend as she trained in the ways of his people, but a part of his heart grew fond of how competitive and driven she was. He wanted her to challenge him, for him to be the man she teased and raced down old-beaten paths with.

They'd talked many times before, but now more than ever he was finding it extremely tasking to try and make words with her. Of all the times to lose courage, now was the worst of them. At least he'd made the food they were going to eat, priding himself on making Loftwing dumplings. It was rude of him to stare, not realizing that he was doing so (like always) and unable to look away, he couldn't help himself to admire everything about her as she shined under the sun on high.

What little confidence he could muster, Link puts all of himself on the line as he brings a hand to her cheek. He's sure he'll catch her by surprise, but he had to make his feelings known. He didn't want to mix words or slur out something foolish, there was only one way to make his feelings known to her. Without warning, he kisses the city girl deeply, his eyes closed for fear that when he opens them, she will be gone.