AN: Well I'm back and my spirit has been rejuvenated at the factor of Korrasami week as come to a close for now with great memories and images. You know the funny thing about it is that I re-watched LOK in the middle of the week all the way into this weekend and didn't know anything about Korrasami week *waterbends from eyes T_T.

Well on to more exciting news I went to the book signing at Barnes and Noble for the Avatar and L-O-K drawing book, this past Tuesday. Still no news on the comic that Dark-Horse will be putting out, with Korrasami however I was grateful for the experience. As well as my boo Jane Varney (voice of Korra) was super awesome, I hope they come back to Los Angeles soon!

Disclaimer: I do not own LOK wish I did life is so unfair.

Warning: G!P Korra x Asami I'm a freak like that baby oh yeah! Ps some uncannon sex coming your way but still Femslash.

Wolves In The Throne Room Part 1

SLAM!

"I do not approve of this!" The rattling of water and glasses clanged a death tone, with pursed lips she sat at the head of the twelve seat table; as loud talks of unrest between everyone rung through her head the whole scene was vexing. It was hard to believe the animistic tendencies that when on within on this very meeting room, the horrid colorful banter wasn't enough to paint the bleak dark-brown walls that surrounded them. Knitting her fingers together and resting them under her nose she looked attentively at the ship of fools within the room. As each adviser knit picked at each others faults it was vendetta after vendetta a mental struggle of wits and will to get to the top this was Future Industries.

"Then what do you suggest we do then Kuvira hmm...? March on the Southern Water Tribe and impose our ways, it's like genocide to a whole culture. These are people have built a life for themselves, to tell them to give up their land for innovation, what kind of madness is that?" As she watched on her eyes set themselves to most level-headed of the Board of Trustees Suyin Beifong. Suyin Beifong's experience and schooling easily hosted her in the polls of Future Industries as soon-to-be Vice President, but even with the goal so easily in place she refused. It was a big blow to her father's ego when she refused, seeing as she was a good friend of the Sato and a good friend of the Sato family in generaly. The proud owner of Zaofu Industrial didn't find glory within being on top of the career food chin instead she took an interest within the Board of Trustees; finding that to be a good trade off for the Vice President position. Smiling under her covered mouth the meeting room was where Suyin Beifong thrived and dominated.

"Well this wouldn't be madness if they would sign the contract I faxed over!"

"Call it what you will that contract is a wolf in sheep's clothing," spat out the Beifong. Within the next few seconds the strong Militant body of Kuriva stood up out of her chair up much like a Lizard Cobra, this typical Kuvira style. From a strong military background she earned her engineering degree within her service to her country after her service in the military she came to a civilian life marrying Baatar Beifong, Suyins oldest son. Much like her she was the youngest on the Board of Trustees making her way up the ranks, by her assertive skills and brilliant closing of Future industry contracts with customers; earning her top notch bonuses and the respective eyes of her coworkers and superiors alike.

Consecutively commanding her team and delivering on time with more than positive reviews, it was hard to believe with Suyin's reference Kuvira was advised as a trustee. But, now she was here claws and fangs ready to rip at Suyin's neck. "Wolves in sheep's clothing! I assure you that my contacts follow the utmost integrity that is befitting of Future Industries! So what do you want Suyin hmm...you want them to continue without innovation! You are so blind! Can't you see the many resources that they are hoarding its needs to be distributed evenly! Us as Future Industries would see to that!" The voice from Kuvira was stern just as much as it was pleading, still with Kuriva once being Suyins protégé it was hard to tell how things between the two had gotten so sour.

Entirely out of character Suyin stood slamming her hands on the hard desk, watching everyone's shoulders jump in surprise in their highly tailored made suits, the company owner knew things were about to get personal."We are not the damn government! We are Future Industries for Raava's sake!" The stare down was enough to put famous rivalries to shame, all the Future Industries owner needed was light for the explosion for the tension could start an all out office war.

Breaking her self-secluded observation of the office battle of words, she was looking no longer at a civilized meeting. These people were no longer human they there were wolves; wolves in the throne room to be exact, howling and fighting for scraps and attention. She stood up within the silence as each of the opposing opinions did not even threaten to speak for fear of their actions. "Ahem..." The two ladies instantly dropped their anger giving all of their attention to the interrupting voice in charge. Straightening out her red tie to her women's business suit before setting her hands to link themselves behind her back in an militant manner as she stood poised before giving a half-lidded smile.

"Now ladies I think that will be enough for today, we each have a solution to something that we see as a goal. I have to agree with both of you ladies with both of your solutions, as we know Future Industries has always stood on the edge of innovation since the 1930's. I have to agree with Kuvira this is a new generation and a new age for innovation to miss this opportunity would hurt us." Triumphed in her glory at her speech the fact that Kuvira gave an award winning smirk to Suyin who sat across from her eyes keen on the ex-military woman.

"But...Suyin has a point we are not the government, we do not dictate to any of these people we do not pillage and burn to get what we want. We are here for two simple things to make money and make sure that everyone and I mean everyone knows what Future Industries has to offer." Inwardly Suyin smirked as the battle of wills, shifted with each word Asami spoke who would get final say was up to the Future Industries owner. "That is why I will talk with President Raiko about this situation with the Southern Water Tribe. Kuvira, Suyin if there is anything you need to add to our closing thoughts?" As she sat back down she went back to observation mode as she offered and open palms to Kuvira and Suyin to take the floor. With Kuvira fresh out of announcements she leaned back into her seat tossing her pen in small victory a cocky smile plastered on her lips as she said nothing.

"I have nothing to say Ms. Sato," commented Suyin.

"Well ladies, gentlemen that will be all." This meeting adjourned, as all twelve members left to their respective places it left Asami to herself. Packing her own stuff, she headed out to the bright light of glass walls and windows to the right of her tall skyscrapers crowded around Future Industries, but lacked in strength and competition to the left cubicles of workers. Heading down the hall she pretended to not notice the fear that came from her subordinates as she headed to the elevator.

"Asami wait..." Right behind her Suyin joined her side, with her best and most concerned look on her face. There was much respect for the older woman seeing as she was allowed to call her on a first name basis. The top Future Industries engineer/owner knew what Suyin's interference was about. Although the young president's choice did not go in Suyin's favor, Asami knew of the older woman's persistence it was one of the many things Suyin was able to do with her father when he owned Future Industries. It was because of her persistence she helped her father to make the right choice often her father sought counsel from her, but that was the past. Suyin may have been able to connect with her father on a personal level when it came to business decisions tilting the scales in her favor, but Asami was not her father. Future Industries needed to stay on top, if that meant cutting old roots to make a new then that's what she would do, she couldn't worry about the soft politics when it came to showing compassion for other.

Ding!

With the elevator empty the older woman joined in, Asami had to be honest with herself she wanted to yell at the boiling feud between Suyin and Kuvira it was pointless seeing as they were family now. In turn she had to agree with Kuvira's point. Suyin was in the past with her idea's taking pity on those who relied on tradition, however the world was evolving and everyone with it. No longer did people hold on to old superstitions of Avatars and humans that could bend elements or even spirits for that matter wealthy or not everyone knew that tradition did not put any money in pockets.

"Your not really going to the president on behalf of Kuvira's idea?" Asami met Suyin's concerned expression with a small side glance. Taking off her reading glasses she cleaned them as the elevator opened to the top floor it was quite scene as the twenty-seventh floor lead directly into her office. Four walls of glass windows gave a three-hundred, sixty degree view of the whole city being on the top floor was a plus. The office had made many different transformations over the years no longer were there old stuffy desks everything was reinforced with glass, steel and with a modern style. In front of them a finely crafted glass and steel desk with two steel framed chairs in front of the large desk. Along with being an engineer, innovator, and business owner another past time of Asami's was entertaining, to the right a small cabinet of alcohol stayed in waiting for her guests. To the left windowed wall near the elevator doors a couch stayed and in front it rested a coffee table; when it came to being a business woman Asmai knew the many sacrifices of not coming home for the sake of money and that couch served her well.

Re-focusing on Suyin's question Asami walked over to the bar, a glass of Brandy seemed appropriate seeing as work for her ended when she wished it. Her drinking was a testament to her role as owner for Future Industries and the completed day whatever needed to be continued would proceed tomorrow.

"I don't see what the problem is Sue? Kuvira has some inventive idea's she's a good engineer, and a sharp business woman. She's the type of element I could expect seeing as she's was your protégé I think presenting our terms to the Southern Water Tribe with government support would work in everyone's favor. We can introduce them into the new age of technology in which the likes they've never seen as well as their government can strengthen their relations with President Raiko."

"Still they are an ancient tribe, there is a reason why they have went this long without Republic City's help. After the world moved on from the ancient tales they still have kept faith in the balance of everything. Even your fath-" Turning her head keenly at the mention of her father, she angered quickly only to have her words spill out with ice flavored venom.

"My father what huh! Look we are on the edge of a breakthrough here this is a cut throat market. Besides with the stock market playing in our favor we need to capitalize on Cabbage Corp. That military contract they gained was a knife in Future industries eye and I don't want them to have the President's ear anymore then they need to. We are not here for a cultural tour we are here to make money plain and simple."

"You know what this isn't about business or money, you and I both know you have plenty of it."

"Yeah what do you think it's about," countered Asami keenly.

"I think this is personal, it's about your Mother isn't it? Your father knew to leave well enough alone with the Southern Water Tribe and he knew that nothing could come out of revenge." Asami's hand tightened on the glass she held as she tossed another Brandy back bitterly taking a chew out of small ice as she looked aimlessly to the neighboring skyscrapers. Yasuko Sato, not a day went by that Asami thought to the night when she was taken away from her and her father. The tremor in her spine from that night the phone call, the constant ringing the sole reason why still to this day she put her phone on vibrate.

Yasuko Sato a great mother, friend and stern business woman after finally gaining trust from the Southern Water tribe she traveled to seal the agreement. In the middle of being on her way to the meeting she was cut down along with her father being heavily injured. All witnesses that were around the crime held their information to her mother's killer did not speak a word. It was that silence that made Asami loath the Southern Water Tribe to know who the killer was and to not say anything was beyond unforgivable.

"So what if this about revenge it's not like I'm killing anyone, although I should do more! They left my mother to die in the streets she could've been saved but they let her die Suyin!"

"You may not be killing in the terms of the physical but your killing an entire culture! Look at the Northern Water Tribe thanks to our "help" they have abandoned their ways. They don't even celebrate The Glacier Spirits Festival, now people are killing others for the brand new make of the Sato Phone there is such a thing as too much innovation!"

"I'm helping them what happened wasn't because of us and it was not if anyone did not get anything out of it. We paid the North what they asked for we helped the North!"

"This is not what your mother or your father would want, they had the utmost respect for everyone and their traditions they had balance! Bombing other cultures of people with your products is not balance, not everything can be solved with inventing."

"Excuse me am I interrupting something?" There on time Kuvira stood her hands behind her back as the elevator doors closed, Asami flicked stray strands of hair from her forehead as she glared over at Suyin.

"No Ms. Beifong was on her way out, ," added Asami with spite. Dropping her shoulders in defeat Suyin placed herself within the elevator without so much as a word praying for Asami's change in heart and forgiveness.

The slow sounds of the elevator closing made her relax her defensive stance, Asami rubbed her temples out of fatigue. She turned over to her desk setting her cup down as she loosened her tie and kicking off her heels. Asami leaned over her the edge of her desk, before looking over to the catch of the day with lust in her eyes. Walking over to the white couch that Kuvira seemed to make herself already comfortable on as she took off her own green tie. It was no secret between the two that they had an affair, with Kuvira married to Baatar Jr. it was easy to see how Kuvira became Suyins protégé.

"She doesn't get it! She doesn't get what we are trying to do!" shouted Asami. With her removing off her vest and tie Kuvira proceeded to undress, the both of them hot and ready for each other, but business still on her tongue.

"Well she's old school, I mean you said it yourself your parents and her were great friends. She just doesn't see the truth the way you and I do and the lengths that you would go to make use justice is served. Anyways if anyone should be mad it should me, what happened back there with that meeting? I had Suyin."

"Don't get mad I had to make everything seem genuine, I at least owe Suyin that respect. Besides if I didn't step in she would've devoured you, she's dominated The Board of Trustees for over twenty-years." Now nude Asami pranced walking over in all her glory Kuvira lifted an eyebrow at her girlfriends suggestive flirtation. Along the side of the elevator a pin pad existed it served it's purpose for her. Entering her pin locking down her floor and the elevator access to her it was moments like these that made her little invention a personal favorite invention of hers. Spinning the balls of her feet to meet Kuviras piercing eyes and her face inches from hers. Her back was pushed up the cold metal of the elevator hands pinned above her head, their breast close together Kuriva didn't like to waste time nor did Asami.

With Kuriva taking the tip of her tongue and tracing it lightly on Asami's chin, the industry owner whimpered her inner stomach tightened and relaxed at her arousal. Pulling her head slightly back she smiled at her small contribute as Asami barely managed to open her half lidded-lust filled eyes. "Really now the only thing I want to devour is your pussy." With tongue trailing down she went to Asami's folds spreading them apart to revile her jewel taking a lick she felt a small tremor of lime-eyed girls thighs. Digging in her juices trailed down her chin as Asami dug her hands in Kuvira's loose onyx locks, it didn't take Asami long to push all of her stress out cumming in one big instant. Gathering Asami up she pushed her on to the couch gathering the owner by the hair roughly placing her face to face with Kuvira's mound. It was rough, but Asami accepted the way that Kuvira expressed herself sexually, after all it was love.

Opening her mouth to take a taste the sound of Kuvira's moans turned into something else. "Hello..." The elevator door, opened pulling apart like wild fire Asami covered herself up as well as Kuvira as she struggled to pull her pants on, but failing. Rolling in a wheelchair with a cup holder of coffee and black tight logoed polo and making jeans and boots, the brown-skinned stranger looked automatically in the two's direction.

"Oh shit I'm so sorry,I must have the wrong person."

"YOU FUCKING THINK? GET THE FUCK OUT!" Asami jumped at the sound of Kuvira's voice, although she was angry at the interruption she was somewhat not in the mood to be man-handled by Kuvira. Asami understood the angry outbursts from Kuvira and sometimes she found herself at the end of those conflicts. With the stranger rolling out with the product in hand the elevator doors closed, they proceeded to get dressed the moment ruined.

"That little Southern tribe bitch, whats her name I want her fired."

"She's Southern Water Tribe?"

"Did you fucking see what I saw blue-eyes dark skin that's a water tribe girl alright, I thought you locked the fucking doors? If this gets out to Baatar, I can kiss my marriage goodbye." Feeling herself return to the reality of Kuvira and her situation she felt angered at the mention of her lovers husband Baatar.

"I did lock them only, I'm the only one that knows the pass code and what would be so completely horrible if your marriage ended," said Asami picking up the rest of her clothes and dressing.

"What's that supposed to mean, are you saying you want my marriage to end?" Asami looked to the cosmic mess she had gotten herself into she had no one to blame for her choice, still she couldn't help, but hope. After meeting Kuvira for the first time, Asami was smitten with the married woman what was once business between the two, soon reached pleasure at extensive levels and emotional ones between the two. Even if she got sick of her relationship still that Asami owed Kuvira so much listening and comforting her in her darkest moments and fears. With them both sharing in her plot for revenge with the older woman she fell into an emotional security and then love. However Asami began to worry about the frequency of their relationship she knew they couldn't go beyond the limits of Asami's bedroom or secured area. Public activity was a no only "I love you's," were in their wake Asami knew tampering with a married woman would only end in pain, but Kuvira promised to divorce and the company owner held on to that promise.

"You know what it means, you have to tell him about us. I don't know about you, but I want to come out with my girlfriend and actually GO somewhere that's not in my actual house or office!"

"You know what I'm going to let you settle down and cool your head and think about what your saying to me. Until then I'll see you tomorrow." Asami watched as young engineer walked to the elevator did what she always had done turn tail and run, it was always that way when it came to Kuvira and her.

"Don't psychoanalyze me!" The very doors Asami was pinned on moments ago closed with Kuvira disappearing behind them. Getting on her clothes, the day was already over for her as she locked up getting ready to go to her next destination and goal at the risk of what the woman saw she had to find her. Turning on her cellphone she called the front security desk as she gathered her briefcase and schematics tucking them under her arm, she needed to find that woman if her and Kuvira's involvement got out it would be bad for business and bad business was something Asami couldn't have. As well as she needed and understood the importance of coffee.

AN: Ok I spent all day at work writing this I made the lemon scene with Kuvira and Asami short cause like gross cause they so do not go together. However I wanted to try something different so I figured why the hell not. However this is a KorrAsami fic.