prompt: Wedding night
Her hand goes to his chest. She can feel his heart through the fabric of the shirt, thumping ever so slightly. Her fingers are slightly shaking. They've never been so…united before.
But then again, they're married now. And marriage is all about uniting.
She looks up, and her eyes meet his. All she sees is warmth and love and caring and her future. She's sure her eyes show the same thing, too.
His hands slowly move up from their place on her waist, going to her back. He touches the bare skin that the dress doesn't cover, and she closes her eyes as a slight tremble takes her body- his cold fingertips feel so alive against her warm skin.
He's touched her before, but this time, it's different.
They're not speaking, not as they touch each other so innocently. And that's what it is- innocent- because they aren't going to uncharted depths, not now. Right now, they're taking their time, cherishing each other.
But silence never settled well with the Avatar, and soon she finds that she must break it. Soon, the air is filled with words of I love you, remember when we first met, and how that one time when Naga licked you- And soon they're both laughing and smiling, and somehow they've ended up on the bed so casually. She's propped her head up with one elbow and he's playing with a string of her hair.
They both know that it's their wedding night, but for some reason, it feels like they have all the time in the world.
Memories are exchanged. Memories of their times together, their times apart. Mako tells her about the first time he baked a cake with his mother. Korra tells him about how she accidentally burnt 2 inches off of her hair, when she was a child.
Her hands go to his chest again, just to undo the tying of the suit he's wearing, to loosen it up a little. She doesn't know that what she's doing is flustering him until she sees his adam's apple bob as he swallows.
"Korra-" he says, and then swallows again.
"We're married now." He says it in awe, and one of his hands intertwine in hers.
"Yeah," she breathes.
All of the sudden, he's laughing, wrapping his arms around her waist and pinning her underneath him. "We're married. This is all I've ever wanted; to be with you the rest of my life."
"Same here, City Boy," Korra laughs, her hands going to his face. "You're never leaving me."
"As long as you promise the same thing."
She rolls her eyes, but promises anyway.
They spend a couple of minutes just staying there, looking at each other.
And when they finally do get to what they're expected to do, on a wedding night-
They make it the best night of their lives.
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You're never leaving me.
Not as long as I live.
Even when your body leaves, you won't.
Because I can still feel your essence, your being, your laughter and smile and tears and anger and emotion.
I'm never letting you go.
I'm never, ever, letting you go- you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.
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