Based off of this Tumblr prompt: Imagine person A is famous for faking all their orgasms and person B takes it as a challenge. Later B is counting all A's orgasms during sex.

Korra and Asami belted into a fit of laughter coaxed with their now empty glasses of wine. Once their giggles subsided Asami picked up the bottle to refill Korra's glass first, "Come on you've never faked an orgasm before?" Her eyes flicked up to Korra's face with a coy expression.

Korra coughed up a short laugh at Asami's causality with such a taboo topic. She spoke so confidently with her green eyes light and playfully glistening in devious pleasure that her little secret was revealed.

"No?" Korra replied, confused to discover this was apparently a common act every woman did. Just the idea of that seemed too impossible to believe. Sex was so intimate in the sense that you were already so vulnerable, how could you possibly pull the wool over your lover's eyes so easily?

Asami placed the bottle down after filling Korra's glass and shifted in her seat to find a more comfortable position on the cushioned bar stool. She had half a mind to believe whether Korra's answer was the truth, but then she remembered she was much more experienced than the avatar so faking an orgasm was probably something Korra's never thought about. She crossed her right leg over her left and adjusted her short red satin dress that had thin straps and a deep V-neck.

Korra couldn't help but gaze at her petite form, scanning up Asami's bare legs to her pale chest. Even when they were having a casual date at home she still loved to dress up for Korra. Her attire always just a little inappropriate since they were in the comfort of her own home. Tonight she decided to skip wearing a bra which only made her dress look more like lingerie. Korra took her glass of bubbly and fidgeted with it for a moment. Biting her lip she looked up at Asami hesitantly, "You've never done that with me right?"

"Of course not!" Asami quickly replied, her face contorting angrily as if she was offended Korra would even think that of her.

"Sorry I had to ask," Korra quickly replied. She looked away bashfully, very grateful her performance in bed offered enough for a genuine applause and more often a few encores. At the beginnings of their relationship Korra was new to the wonders of pleasing another woman, so the thought of Asami faking to save Korra's confidence wasn't that far fetched of an idea. She pulled a few strands of her short hair behind her ear and picked up a slice of cheese to place it over an oval cracker.

Asami lightly put her hand on Korra's knee, "Don't worry, you were never one of those partners for me-" There was a short pause as Korra bit into the cracker giving Asami a comical smirk.

"Just Mako." They both said simultaneously resulting in another fit of tearjerking laughter. They never liked teasing Mako during their usual get-togethers but he made it so entertainingly easy. Plus the curiosity to compare and contrast their relationships with him was too juicy of an opportunity to pass up. It was something they often joked about- the orgy a dating Team Avatar went through. And honestly it was more comedic than awkward, even Mako saw it as such.

"But umm, not just Mako," Asami confessed in-between her gasps for air, her cheeks flustered from the alcohol coursing through her veins.

"Either way, That's cruel," Korra smiled, eyeing her girlfriend as she sipped her drink. Asami rimmed her glass with the pad of her index finger and shrugged, "Yeah maybe, but I guess there were times I just wasn't into it."

Korra leaned forward and fed Asami one of her cheese and cracker combos, the tips of her fingers slipping between her cherry red lips. "Mmm" Asami chimed nipping korra's fingertips as she pulled her hand away.

"But how do you do it?" Korra asked, "I'm honestly curious, they really never noticed?"

Asami seemed gleefully proud of herself as she replied, "Not once," she sipped her drink to wash down the cracker, "Not with Mako or General Iroh."

"Oh yeah, you've really only ever dated those two huh?" Korra commented. In her mind thinking the romantic life of one of the most eligible women in Republic City would be filled with sexual opportunities.

"Well don't act too shocked!" Asami replied, of course she had the opportunities but no one she really gravitated to.

"Come on Asami I didn't mean it like that! But, am I surprised a wealthy, beautiful, intelligent socialite like yourself has only had two boyfriends and one girlfriend in her 26 years of life? Yes. Yes I am."

"What's your excuse Miss"Dates everyone on team Avatar"?" Asami smirked, crossing her arms over her chest triumphantly. "How many people have you gone threw in 25 years?"

Korra put her palms up in defense, "Hey! I was a new kid, in a new place, never had a friend other than my damn dog. Are you gonna blame me when two attractive guys want my attention?"

Asami huffed, "Just two?" There was a long pause and she looked at Korra with eyes that pierced her soul and threatened an imminent attack if she wasn't honest. "Other than I who have you-"

"Bolin, Mako, Tahno-"

"Tahno?!"

"Yes yes I still cringe, don't make it worse." Korra groaned. Her face scrunched as if she was in the act of suppressing said memory in that very moment. Tahno was a challenge; all talk and tease, she was intrigued by the pretty boy at the time and took up the offer for one of his private lessons, but that little act of his faded away just as fast as his bending.

"I thought you and Bolin were never serious, I assumed it was just a date or two," Asami asked.

"They were" Korra winked making Asami roll her eyes. Okay so she didn't take into account oral sex, which didn't really apply with the actual thing, but in context Korra was still ahead in the overall sex department. At least Asami was satisfied with being Korra's first woman she's ever been with.

"God Avatar Korra, how did you manage with all those people throwing themselves at you?" Asami replied, sarcastically laying her hand against the center of her chest.

"I didn't, I was too busy chasing after you." Korra replied smoothly.

"Nice save." Asami sighed and made herself another snack similar to Korra's only this time she added a slice of pepperoni on top of the cheese. "Anyway, no they didn't notice. You know how Mako is in bed so maybe he was better with you but with me there were more times were I faked it." She paused to eat and Korra refilled her glass of wine.

"General Iroh on the other hand," At the sight of Asami's deep red blush Korra knew what she insinuated. "Okay so...if he was that good why'd you fake?" She set her new glass in front of her then set the dark green bottle in-between the two of them.

Asami pursed her lips, "Honestly that man's ego is just as big as his dick." She rolled her eyes, "I just wanted to knock him down a few notches, he made me feel almost as if I were too easy. So I'd play up the drama a bit and make him think he was the best lay I'd ever had and I was content knowing he was oblivious to the truth."

Korra nodded, "Makes sense,"

"Not to mention he had women flanking him every where we went back in the fire nation, and he didn't seem to mind the added attention." She sipped her drink slightly ticked-off. "Needless to say I was easily replaceable."

Korra leaned forward and placed a quick kiss to her lips, licking the few drops of alcohol from her mouth, "That's bullshit, you're irreplaceable"

Asami blushed, "Thanks."

Korra stretched as her third glass of wine began to curl around her senses and raise her body temperature. She pulled off her coat and Asami eyed her metallic blue bustier with triangle cups and thin straps. She was never shy to show off those bored shoulders and toned stomach; her tribal tattoos always acting as the perfect accessories. She wore white wide-leg satin pants the stopped just below her naval and silver heels with slightly pointed toes. Asami couldn't help but find her so. . cute, in a sophisticated, ex-tomboy sort of way.

"So do I get to know how you've been able to pull off this elaborate ruse for years?" Korra asked, eating another cracker.

Asami laughed, "God well when you say it like that I do feel kinda guilty." "Good!" Korra chimed, "If any of them knew I'm sure they'd loose a few inches from your brand of their manhood."

"Masculinity is fragile with or without me!"

"Come on Asami," Korra crossed her arms over her chest pushing her breasts up unintentionally in the process. Asami gave a coy smile and picked up a slice of toasted sourdough. "Hmm I don't know, this information is pretty top secret." She spread some jam over the top and took a small bite, eyeing Korra from the corner of her eye playfully.

Korra leaned in closer to her, "I can keep a secret."

Asami fed her the other half of her jam and toast and swept her hands together to get rid of the crumbs. "It's honestly a lot simpler than it seems, You moan a little more, quicken your pace like you're about to come, continue to moan for them-"

"Can I have a demonstration?" Korra asked, her tongue gliding across the side of her teeth playfully. Asami stilled, slightly caught off guard. "That's-no!" She retorted, her face flustered.

"Come on, you're obviously well rehearsed, convince me." Korra cooed.

Although she found this very entertaining, Korra did have another alternative motive for requesting this. She wanted to compare the difference between Asami's little performance and the real deal. She wasn't questioning Asami's legitimacy with her, she just wanted to make sure she could tell the difference between the real thing and when she was faking it. For some reason knowing Asami is so use to doing this persuaded Korra into making a little challenge for herself. She wanted to be the only lover out of Asami's three that could always leave her satisfied.

Asami sat up and swept her hair off her shoulder revealing the smooth expanse of her chest. She leaned forward and captured Korra's lips, weaving her right hand behind her head eagerly. Her kisses were quick and forceful, similar to how she would be after their usual foreplay and it was obvious as to why she skipped that part. She bit into Korra's bottom lip, tasting the hint of jam that lingered there and groaned so deeply it made Korra shiver.

Smiling against her lips she moaned into Korra's mouth and the Avatar noticed she was louder than she naturally is, almost as if she was over exaggerating just a bit. As she continued to pant and whine Korra could tell her voice was lighter and too practiced, during their times in the bedroom her voice was way too raw and ragged to sound this cleaned up. Either way, she was good at this craft and Korra was getting too caught up in her kisses and light tugging of her hair to focus on anything else.

"Korra" Asami's hands slipped down Korra's collarbone and weaved underneath the straps of her top. "Mm!" Korra squealed against her mouth as Asami cupped her breasts, squeezing them forcefully beneath the fabric of her metallic top. "Asami" Korra muttered, her cheeks flustered as Asami continued to grope her in all the right places. "I want you." Asami moaned. Korra arched her back as Asami's finger tips circled her nipples and pinched them gently.

"Ah, Ok...I-get your..point" Korra found Asami's thighs and squeezed them gently. When she heard Korra cover up a moan, Asami smiled dipping down and nipping along her neck. "I don't know what you're talking about." She set her teeth against Korra's skin and didn't pull away until she saw a red mark imprinted there. She pulled back up the straps of Korra's top and leaned back, smirking at the avatar's red lips, stained from her lipstick. She wiped her mouth and turned to their tray of food nonchalantly.

"Not bad," Korra breathed, admittedly more flustered than she realized she'd be going into it.

"As I was saying," Asami sipped her drink and Korra did the same, suddenly noticing the dryness in her throat. "You moan some more "oooh!" "yeah just like that!" They love that line," Asami pointed matter-of-factly.

"Jeez!" Korra laughed. This was more of an art than a science wasn't it?

"Then you just say you're gone come, yell a little bit, tremble if you want to and you are good to go." Asami shrugged like the information was a no-brainer.

"I don't know if I'm impressed of mortified." Korra replied.

"What's the big deal? Some times I don't wanna lay there for ten minutes waiting for him to finish, especially when I loose interest a few minutes in."

"Yeah I get your point," Korra replied hopping down from her bar stool, "But you really don't find it just a little bit cruel?" She smiled and slid her hands underneath Asami's calfs, pulling her forward so that her legs were on either sides of her hips. Asami gripped the edges of her stool as it skidded cross the floor, her face trying to decipher what Korra was planning.

Asami smirked, "Hmm, no I don't" Her voice still light and almost defiant. Korra's hands slid up Asami's legs and rested on the tops of her thighs. She leaned forward, "Really? Taking advantage of people like that? Playing with their emotions?" Korra's eyes fluttered as she nestled her nose against the bridge of Asami's.

"That's a real confidence killer; thinking you're pleasing her, leaving her completely spent and satisfied only to find out it was all an act."

"Mmm but they never really found out did they?" Asami replied. Korra kissed the bend of Asami's neck as she pulled her hands out from under her dress.

"Still, I think its time someone retaliated." She whispered, ghosting Asami's ear with her lips. "But I told you, I've never done that with y-" Korra kissed the side of her neck, pressing against that one sensitive spot that instantly converted her reply into a breathy moan. Asami leaned her head back against her shoulders as Korra continued to draw circles with her tongue along her pulse. The avatar slipped her fingers underneath the straps of Asami's dress and pulled them down her shoulders.

"Korra," Asami breathed as the avatar's lips ventured up her jaw. "What are you?-" "You're going to count for me..." Korra prompted, nipping Asami's lips. "Every time you finish."

Asami's stomach jumped at her words. It was then she realized what Korra was up to; knowing her reputation of faked orgasms gave Korra the challenge to make up for the lack of satisfaction. To give her the gratification that Asami could never fake when under the sheets with her. Asami panted for air in-between Korra's forceful kisses, instantly accepting this challenge and being rather thrilled for it. She wasn't particularly hard to please but if one thing was certain, it didn't take long to get her wet when it came to Korra.

"And if I don't?" Asami grunted, knowing this statement was just a lighthearted bluff, under Korra's hands she was instantly putty.

"Then, I'll keep going," Korra replied. She released Asami's lips, effectively smearing her red lipstick and moved to her collarbone, suckling her skin and grazing her teeth alone the bone. She tasted the salt of Asami's skin and breathed in her sweet perfume, moaning against her chest. She ventured lower sucking her nipple into her mouth and biting down on it. Asami gasped, arching her back and grabbing the back of Korra's head. The avatar kneaded her other soft peak with her hand as she continued to suck and nip on the other one. Asami bit her lip and moaned, spreading her legs further apart. Korra swirled her tongue around her sensitive bud before pulling away and latching onto her other nipple. Asami mewled again as Korra raked her teeth against her skin. She pulled on her short locks of hair, wanting her face to be flush against her chest.

Korra's hands ventured past her stomach and slipped under her dress pooled around her waist. Asami jumped at the touch of Korra's warm hands as she ventured up her thighs. The want to be touched growing so wildly she could feel how wet she was against her thigh. Korra's eyes were fixed shut but she didn't have to see where she was about to touch. She could feel Asami's warmth on her hand a she drew closer to her. "Fuck," Korra moaned, expecting her fingers to meet the cotton of underwear only to find out Asami wasn't wearing any. If there was one thing Asami knew would turn Korra on, that was it.

The avatar brushed her fingers along Asami's lips, gathering her arousal on her tips before pushing two fingers past her entrance. Asami yelped, and Korra inwardly cursed realizing she probably should have been more gentle. She kissed Asami apologetically, and found a sense of relief when Asami kissed her back, silently forgiving her. She couldn't help how needy she was, Asami had a way of making her loose all control of herself. She slowly pumped her fingers back and forth, the sensation of Asami's grip making her want to go faster, but she knew she should probably wait.

Asami bit into Korra's lip arching her back as Korra's fingers fanned open inside her. Her fingers scrapped along her walls making Asami break their kiss to scream. She pushed against Korra's hand moaning as she was now knuckles deep. She began to grind against her hand and the avatar allowed her a few moments of this before pulling her fingers away. Korra didn't want her to get too worked up before she was finished with her.

Korra lifted her wet fingers to Asami's mouth and smiled as she accepted them gratefully. Asami opened her mouth and sucked the length of Korra's fingers, watching the pleasure on her girlfriends face as she tasted herself. She then leaned forward and kissed Korra, slipping her tongue into her mouth sharing the flavor. More than ready to sample for herself Korra dipped down to her knees and spread Asami's legs. Her girlfriend leaned back against the counter to keep her balance, her stomach pouncing at how eager Korra was. And to think she wasn't going to stop at just this first time. Her legs were shaking as she anticipated the moment when Korra would-"Oh! God!" Asami squealed as she felt the flat of Korra's textured tongue drag across her sex.

She slapped her right hand over her mouth as another deafening wail escaped her lips. Her tongue stroked up and down her clit, circling her small pearl with sure strokes. Korra was hungry for her, lapping up her juices that tasted better than their wine but just as pungent. "Mmmm," Korra moaned, not even thinking twice as she cupped Asami's ass and pressed her sex flush against her face. Asami arched her back and groaned, her hips bucking forward unable to part from Korra's sinful mouth. Korra made it extremely hard to remain still on top of the bar stool as she feasted on her like they didn't just have dinner together.

Asami laid her head on the counter hearing the smash of her glass cup and feeling the dampness of wine that must have spilled in her hair. She didn't even flinch at the image of broken glass and scattered food. She couldn't care any less at the moment to clear away the mess. Korra's tongue ventured deep inside her and she felt Asami tighten around the muscle. She was always so slick and tight Korra loved to stretch her out. Asami cried into the back of her hand and squirmed under Korra's tongue that lathered and darted into her entrance. She bit into the skin of her palm as her eyes rolled and hips pushed against Korra's mouth.

Korra lifted her right leg and hoisted it over her shoulder allowing her to penetrate at a new angle. Asami jolted catching her balance and she felt herself slipping off the counter. If it wasn't for Korra holding her to the seat she would have already been a panting mess all over the floor. Korra slipped her tongue out and brushed it up and down Asami's bead of pleasure relishing in her ability to make Asami shiver. She cupped her womanhood with her mouth and began sucking on it enjoying the chorus of Asami's moans.

"Korra!" Asami screamed.

"What, number?" Korra replied, reminding Asami of their little challenge knowing very well she had forgotten thanks to the past twenty minutes.

"Ah!," Asami pleaded, unable to find her voice as her body began to shake. Korra was an immoveable force between her legs, waiting for the moment she would break, anticipating the taste of her release.

"Korra!" Asami repeated, "O-" she inhaled a large breath as her body finally unraveled. "One!" She cried, her entire body shaking.

Korra pulled away still holding Asami's legs to keep her from falling off the stool. She watched as her girl friend withered and twitched, her body glistening from a thin layer of sweat. Korra dipped between her legs once more and licked up her orgasm before standing to her feet and helping Asami upright.

She ran her fingers threw her hair, picking out a few bread crumbs before looking to see the mess they had made. Asami looked over her shoulder and blushed, "I'll clean it up." She breathed, her face flushed.

Korra smiled picking up her chin to steal a quick kiss, "Lets start by cleaning you up first." The expression on her face letting Asami know they weren't about to stop this escapade to clean up a little spill. Asami hopped off the cushion, her red dress falling to her feet which neither of them bothered to pick it up. Korra took her hand and led her out of the kitchen and down the hall to the flight of stairs that led to her room.

They entered Asami's room and Korra stopped in the middle of the floor and began removing her clothes. Asami stepped forward and helped her unzip her top unveiling her full, round breasts. Korra quickly undid her pants and pulled them down her legs along with her panties. Asami bit back a whimper at the sight of her and was even more unsettled when Korra stopped her from a kiss.

"Shower first," Korra voiced, turning around in all her toned, nude glory and sauntering into the bathroom. Asami followed and watched as Korra stepped into the jacuzzi sized tub and turned on the shower. The water poured from the ceiling and drenched Korra's hair and flesh, the hot temperature quickly starting to produce steam.

Korra pushed her wet hair out of her face and glanced over at Asami who slowly walked up to the tub. "Will there be a limit to this?" She asked stepping carefully into the water. She wondered if Korra forgot women have the capability of having multiple orgasms in once session. Not that she didn't want to set a record of her own, but eventually either she would tap out or her body first.

"Hmm that depends..." Korra smirked, "Was the first one real?"

Asami huffed in disbelief, amused at how devoted to this Korra was. "You know it was." She turned around to another knob mounted on the wall and turned it, opening another shower head from the ceiling so they both had enough water to bathe in. She picked up a pink loofa and lathered it in strawberry smelling soap.

"I don't know, do I?" Korra playfully snatched the loofa out of Asami's hands and dropped it on the floor. She picked up the bottle of liquid soap and squeezed a dollop into her palm. She rubbed her hands together till the soap was light and frothy. She then weaved her hands under Asami's arms and ran her palms down her chest, smearing the soap over her breasts. "I might need to try a few more times," she smiled as Asami leaned her back against her chest. "Just to be sure." She cupped Asami's breasts, squeezing them before bringing her palms up to the tips of her fingers to pull on her nipples.

"Bullshit" Asami mumbled, arching her back as Korra tugged on her. She inwardly enjoyed the irony of all of this, simply because her lover found out about a dirty little secret of hers. Again, she never faked anything with Korra but admittedly she enjoyed this "punishment".

Korra's right hand ventured down Asami's stomach and grazed between her legs before coming back up to her naval. She lathered her girlfriends entire body in the soap paying close attention to the places on her body that left her squirming for more. In a matter of minutes Korra had Asami pressed against the shower wall exchanging wet and sloppy kisses. "Korra" Asami moaned as the avatar's hand caressed the space between her legs. All four fingers spread her folds apart as she rubbed up and down the length of her creating a beautiful friction of water and heat. Asami's whole body felt like it was fire and the steam from the shower only made her feel even more up in flames. She wanted Korra to take her so badly that was all she could think of. Her hands weaved behind Korra's head keeping there faces close as she panted against her lips.

"Mmh please," Asami begged, already too worked up from the first round. "Please Korra, I want you."

Korra noticed the tone in her voice was drastically different then earlier this evening when Asami first said that to her. She smiled into their kiss and slipped two fingers inside her. Asami cried out in a mixture of ooh's and ahh's, instantly melting under the palm of Korra's hand. The avatar was grateful she was wet enough both from arousal and shower water that the penetration was a lot smoother then last time. As she quickened the pace of her hand she got the idea to push Asami a bit further. She lined up a third finger shooting Asami a questioning glance and receiving a short nod in return. She slowly pushed three fingers into her core and Asami threw her head back and groaned. Her voice echoed off the bathroom walls in a deep animalistic growl. Korra lifted Asami's left leg up to the height of her hip and continued to finger her with her right hand.

"Yes!" Asami cried, enduring the slight pain that came with this new sensation. It felt so good, too good to stop now as another orgasm built up inside her threatening to release any second now.

The sloppy noises of sex and heavy moaning filled the room sounding like nothing but music to Korra's ears. She felt Asami's muscles contract around her hand and knew that was a signal of her upcoming surrender.

"Korra!" Asami panted, Her fingers tightening in her hair desperately. Korra's eyes locked onto Asami's face as she gripped onto her for dear life. "Don't stop!"

Doing the exact opposite of Asami's order, Korra sped up, shoving her fingers as deep as they could go before pulling all the way out and plunging back inside.

"Ahh!" Asami screamed,"Yes! Right there!" Her head fell back against the shower wall and Korra began kissing and sucking on her neck. Her skin now tasting like artificially flavored strawberry. Korra's fingers wiggled and curled inside her as she pressed her thumb against Asami's clit. Circling her thumb in sync with her thrusting fingers she knew Asami wouldn't last much longer.

"Ohh! Mmmh!" A few more pumps of Korra's hand and Asami collapsed from another orgasm. "T-Two!" She sputtered, her legs giving out as she quivered in Korra's grasp. The avatar smiled, impressed she didn't have to prompt her to count this time. She kissed along Asami's jaw, waiting for her to calm down from her erotic high. Asami slowly opened her eyes, looking into Korra's crystal blue disks exhaustingly. She stammered to speak for several seconds, her limbs still slightly twitching.

"Are you convinced now?" Asami breathed, inwardly questioning how much her body could take if Korra kept up this little challenge of hers.

"I think we can get to double digits." Korra voiced excitingly.

(Uploading this super late at night so if there are any blaring mistakes I'll fix them in the morning. Thank you for reading!)