"Korra." He whispered her name in the crook of her neck before kissing the soft skin there, sending shivers down the young women's body. He paused and she knew he was smiling. With caring fingers she pulled his face up towards her parted lips. The feeling of him was always new to her, and she was taking the kiss slow, relishing the taste of him. She felt his tongue gently caress the bottom of her lip and she gasped. He smiled against her mouth and the fire that had been building with his every touch burned even brighter causing her to feel a strange yearning. She knew he felt it too because when he pulled back his face was serious. His hand came up to cup her face and she stared at him, feeling something so strong that it hurt, but she didn't want to get rid of it. She wanted to feed it. He leaned in again and this time the kiss was anything but slow and soft. It was rough and urgent and when she felt the softness of his tongue again she didn't gasp. She explored with her own and by the time they broke apart they were both out of breathe. His kisses traveled down her jaw, to her neck, and finally to her bare collar bone and then back up again to her swollen lips. With just a little pressure on his part, he gently pushed her back onto the bed that was beneath them. He pulled away again and looked down at his captured beauty, whose brown hair lay messy in the moonlight, the color matching her chocolate eyes that stared up at him studying his bare, lean torso. His eyes also traveled down her bare torso and it was like he was setting her on fire. He trailed one finger down the middle of her breast and over her strong stomach and back up again, causing goose bumps to cascade across her skin. She took her own hand and placed it over his chest where she felt his heart thrumming and she couldn't help but smile. She let her eyes take in the site of his half naked body, with his broad shoulders, lean torso with abs that could have been carved from stone, but felt warm and soft to the touch. Her eyes traveled farther down to where his pants hung low on his hips and she looked quickly back up to find that he had an eyebrow raised and a smile cocked on his lips. She glanced away quickly, all of a sudden embarrassed for being caught looking, and felt foolish because here she was half naked herself and yet she still couldn't go any farther than that. Mako leaned down close to her ear and in a seductive voice whispered "Don't worry" his cheek was warm against hers "I was looking at you too."

She laughed and the sound spread warmth through him making Mako look dreamily back down at her, his hand single mindedly chasing away stray hairs. She touched his cheek "Mako" a look of regret and shame passed over her "I'm still not ready." He smiled softly at her, but the fire, she knew, was dying. He rolled over so that he was lying by her side and pulled her into him as he wrapped his strong arm around her body. She felt him kiss her hair and she couldn't help but pout. Why couldn't she just do it? Didn't she feel safe with him; didn't he make her body yearn for him? She buried her face in his arm and inhaled deeply.

"You know," Mako said, resting his chin on the top of her head "I can wait, Korra." She felt his warm skin against her naked back and wondered what it would be like to be completely his. Her heart skipped a beat and just like that, with her in his arms and a blanket draped over their frames, she fell asleep with the thought still fresh on her mind.

...

"Korra!" Bolin yelled enthusiastically as he ran up to her. She shook her head softly as if to clear her thoughts of last night when she had come so close to finally taking the last step. Why was she so scared? A sigh escaped her lips.

"What's wrong?" Bolin asked with a look of concern on his face. She looked at him and gave a sheepish smile. "Oh you know." she said walking again, but slowing her pace so he could match it "Just girl things."

His face instantly broke into a grin as he fought to keep back his blush, but even with his effort she saw it anyways. "So, uh, have you seen Mako?"

"No." She said with a feeling of dread. "I haven't seen him since yesterday's match." she was partially lying, but she couldn't tell the truth. She couldn't tell him that Mako had met her up at the clock tower where they had spent the night together. 'I mean,' she thought 'who knows what he'll think happened.' But she really hasn't seen Mako since she fell asleep. When she had woken up he was gone just like that and she had a feeling she knew where he went. Suddenly she didn't feel like training today.

"Ah, well, I'm sure he's just over at Asami's." Bolin threw his arms casually over his head in a relaxing way and kept walking, but stopped when he realized korra hadn't been walking with him. She stood, frozen in her tracks, rage boiling under her calm facade. 'Of course he was.' she thought ' why else would he leave me in the morning?' she shook her head angry with herself for getting into this mess and tears threatened to spill as she faced away from Bolin.

"Hey, Korra" his voice was soft and she could feel that his hand was out stretched towards her, but she wanted to be alone.

"I just remembered that I have something that I have to do back at the island." She kept her back straight and her voice taught as she began her walk back home leaving a very confused Bolin. He rubbed his head and a thought lingered on his mind. 'When will she get over him?'

...

Korra sat at her window staring out at the vast city. Tears streaked down her cheeks, the very cheeks that had been caressed by Mako the night before, and she was furious at herself for crying. She knew this was how things were going to be for a while. Mako was supposed to stay with Asami until she was better again, until she felt like she had family again, but she never guessed how hard it would be. To always have the thought of him taking Asami's hand when he was away from her, touching her soft lips with the very same fingers he had used to touch hers, to hold her on the nights when he wasn't sneaking off with her. It was all so unbearable. Korra buried her head in her arms and forced back a sob. She didn't want things to be like this. She wanted to be free of this feeling, this hateful, mean, torturous feeling that seemed to eat her insides away. To think she was about to give him all of her that night. She raised her head and rested her chin on her knee, the tears finally coming to an end. She knew why she wasn't able to do it. It was so clear now that she felt silly for not realizing it sooner. Mako loved her, and she knew he did, but no matter how many times they see each other at the dead of night, she knew he still loved Asami too. She wasn't able to give him her all because, she knew, he wouldn't be able to do the same.

Yay first chapter! Okay, this is my first fan fiction for any avatars and I know this is not how they would normally behave, but I'm not that good at writing :/ I know its fast and all clumped together, but my friend had given me an idea when he said "Asami just lost EVERYTHING. Her mom, her dad, the money and now she just lost her boyfriend. And she doesn't even know it!" So I thought I would do a little story about it!
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