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“There's no way in hell I'm doing this!” Korra complained to the director in only a robe, angrily jabbing her finger into the script. “I wasn't told this was a lesbian porno,” she continued. “Why didn't you call in someone else for the job, Jerry!?”
Jerry sighed, leaning back in his chair while crossing his legs and rubbing his scruffy beard. “I'm sorry, Korra. But everyone else was busy.” He said with a shrug. “You were my only other option.”
“Well, what about the girls in studio eight?” Korra countered, trying to think of anything to get herself out of the current situation.
“You know as well as I do those girls expect a higher pay than what studio five offers.” He replied, sitting up in his chair and grabbing a copy of the script from beside him. “You have no choice in the matter. You signed a contract, so if you don't wanna get fired I suggest you get your ass out there and do your job.” He explained.
Korra huffed angrily as she walked over to the bed, shedding her robe to reveal a blue panty and bra set then lay down next to the girl she was working with, Asami Sato. She had long black, wavy hair and very green eyes. Her skin was pale and her body was well fit and very taut as opposed to Korra, whose skin was dark and whose body was muscled and toned. They were practically polar opposites.
“Hey,” Asami began as the crew got ready to shoot. “It'll be fine.” She said with reassurance. “Just think of something else.” She suggested before the shoot started.
“And…” Jerry began, taking a onceover of the set to make sure everything was perfect and in place before continuing. “Action!” He said and the cameras started rolling.
“We can't keep doing this…” Asami began, looking over to Korra with worried eyes.
“Why not, Amanda?” Korra responded, using her stage name listed on the script. “There's nothing wrong with what we're doing.”
“Then why does everyone stare at us like we're aliens whenever we go out, Kara?” Asami retorted, using Korra's stage name. “They think we're friends now, but what will happen if they find us together?”
“First of all, those people don't know what it's like to have someone as perfect, beautiful and sexy as you in their life.” Korra reassured, cupping her jaw and bringing her face to look her in the eye. “Second of all, I don't care if we get caught. Also, it's the 21st century, more than a majority of the people of this nation don't give a rat's ass what our sexual orientation is. So there's nothing to worry about, I promise.” She reassured.
“I don't know if this is the right thing to do, though.” Asami continued with a frown, turning her head away from Korra. “You have a life. You own a chain of hotels across the country. I don't think I could live with myself if I ruined your reputation.”
Korra sighed with a small smile. “You're being very difficult, Amanda.” She chuckled, moving closer to her face as her lips parted and stopped at her ear. “It'll be fine. You just have to trust me.”
With that, Korra leaned down to capture the actress's lips and began passionately making out with her as one of the cameras zoomed in on it. Following the script, Korra began to crawl on top of her while dragging her hands up and down her thighs in slow, sensual motions.
Asami's hands grip Korra's back and pulled her body closer to hers, a light moan escaping her mouth as the darker girl's rather large breasts pressed into her own.
Despite the actions the script told Korra to take, she was actually getting into it; she was getting into Asami. She pulled down the pale girl's underwear with her thumbs and tossing them aside somewhere into Narnia before dragging her hands down the taut waist and stopped at her naughty bits.
Asami bucked into Korra and let out a loud moan, causing Korra to bite down hard on the pale flesh of her neck. “Asami…” She groaned absentmindedly.
“Cut!” Jerry called and all cameras stopped rolling. “Korra, it's Amanda in the script.”
Korra stared sheepishly down at Asami with a bashful grin. “Whoops.” She shrugged with a nervous chuckle. Asami just smiled back and winked.
As the shoot went on, Korra lost count of how many times she inadvertently called out ‘Asami’.