With the news that Mako is now a cop, I could not help but write a very sexy, smutastic fanfic. Enjoy!
"Ahh, man. I'm so tired. Stopping those robbers made me so hungry. What about you, Mako? Enjoying your first day on the job?" Mako looks up at the tall, husky man carrying away one of the accomplices. Mako looks at the assailant, uncomfortable with the fact that he's carrying out small talk in front of the convict he just helped detain.
"Yeah, I am actually. All the hands-on work feels a lot like training for the Fire Ferrets again, but it feels really satisfying and good to defend Republic City."
"Well, aren't you righteous?" Mako turns and sees Chief Beifong, accompanied by a few of her metalbenders, walking towards the air ship. Mako is at a loss for words and she laughs. "I'm kidding, son. Good job today. I saw how you acted: calm and confident." She smiles and claps him on the shoulder, hard enough to feel through his armor.
"Thanks, Chief." Mako says happily, gripping his shoulder. "Go home now, kid. You've put in a good day's work. I'll see you bright and early tomorrow."
Mako waves and makes his way toward his and his girlfriend Korra's apartment. He looks at his old, rustic pocket watch. "Half-past one." He mutters as he unlocks the door to his apartment. He's late, but he knows he told Korra not to wait up. He did not want her to worry about him. He walks in and hears no signs of life.
It's dark, so he calls out, "Korra? You here?" Mako turns the lights on and makes his way to the bedroom.
He reaches for the doorknob when suddenly it opens. "Mako!" Korra jumps into his arms, hands around his neck, plastering her lips against his. Her legs wrap around his waist and he stumbles backward. He pulls away slightly, "Korr-". She cuts him off by kissing him even more, stabilizing their stance. He walks into the room, and closes the door with his foot. Korra places her hands on the door behind Mako, as if she's pinning him there. She pulls back, "No talking, more kissing. Missed you." She resumes kissing him, her tongue sliding against his lips begging for a connection between their tongues. He smiles against her lips and returns her kisses with just as much ferocity, if not more.
Mako holds her waist tighter with one hand and with his other hand, he begins to wander, exploring the crevices of her body. His gloved hand glides over her firm rear and he squeezes it hard. Korra moans into his mouth and kisses him back harder. He pulls his hand away from her rear but then brings it down hard, spanking her. "Oh!" she moans pulling back from his kiss, burying her head at his neck, kissing it. His head hangs back, resting on the door, as she licks the nape of his neck and slowly breathes on his ear. He begins to moan when she swiftly hops down and walks over to the bed.
"And that's what you get for coming home so late." Mako looks at her, frustrated. All his blood had flown to his manhood and now she was just going to leaving him there? "I'm sorry Korra, but I told you not to wait up. I expected to come home late." Mako says, slightly irritated. She sighs and says, "That doesn't mean I don't worry." He walks over to the bed and holds her chin up, caressing her soft skin. "I'm sorry" he says, before leaning down and kissing her. She smiles into the kiss and pulls him by the collar of his uniform shirt, kissing him harder. She pulls away and whispers in his ear.
"Mako, have I ever mentioned you look fantastic in your uniform? So…sexy and…hot." Her warm breath on his ear triggered a frantic response in Mako. He kisses her harder, nudging his manhood in between Korra's legs.
"Slow down there, City Boy. You still need to strip." Mako looks up at her, surprised. He hops up and begins to strip his armor off, quickly. "Slower Mako." Heat accumulates in his cheeks as he slowly strips off his armor. "You look so good, Mako." Korra nearly moans out.
He can't pace himself anymore. She's teasing him and she knows it. "You're going to regret this, Korra." She smirks at him and replies, "I bet I will." Close to half a minute later, he takes off his last piece of clothing: his gloves.
Mako pounces on top of Korra, sitting on her as he rips her shirt straight down the middle. "Mako!" She yells, but he doesn't hear her. He squeezes her breasts through her breast bindings and she lets out a moan as one of his fingers brush against her hard nipple. He's quick with his fingers and swiftly strips her of her bindings and places his head between her breasts. He kisses the top of her left breast, listening to the beat of her fluttering heart. His lips reach her nipples and he opens his mouth, licking around the nipple.
Korra lets out a yelp and brings her hands down to take off her pants. Mako helps her but his lips stay on her breast. He rises to look at her, and she's laying with her head back and her eyes shout, her mouth open, gasping. Not wanting to leave her right breast unattended, he lowers himself down, his mouth back on her breasts. With his right hand, he begins to brush Korra's left side with his fingers, up from the side of her breast, down to the small of her back. He feels the goosebumps rise on her skin and notices her hand glide down to rub her clit.
He grasps her hand before she makes it and she yells out, "Mako! Please!" He nibbles on her nipple, grazing his teeth on it and she lets out another moan, while simultaneously trying to free her hand. He gets up off of her and reaches for his armor.
"Mako, is this really the time?"
He grabs what he needed and hides it behind his back. "Yes, yes it is Korra." She looks at him curiously, and realizes what's in his hands, but she connects the dots too late.
Next thing she knows, he's on top of her, straddling her. Seconds later, he handcuffs her hands together, making sure the cuffs aren't too tight but still restrain her.
"This is what you get for teasing me, Korra. You need to be punished." He smirks down at her naked body and she writhes against him begging for attention.
Mako raises himself off of Korra and lays down on his side, facing her. He wraps his hand around her waist and begins to kiss her softly against her necks.
His kisses barely touch her skin, but she feels the warmth of his breath and moans his name. He loves the effect he has on her, and he kisses her with more force, making his way down her body, kissing the middle of her chest, and then kissing the curve of her waist.
He makes his way down to her hips and straddles her, once again. He scoots her forward and spreads her legs. Korra moans as she feels the cool air against her wet folds. Mako kneels down, his knees on the floor and his hands on the inside of Korra's thighs, holding them apart. He dives in, feeling her heat and her warmth against his lips, smelling her scent: a mix of musk and sweetness, and finally he licks her, his tongue penetrating her. She cries out and tries to close her thighs against his head, but his hands are pushing them back. He tastes her sweet nectar and loses himself. He ravishes her, his tongue swirling inside her, his nose adding pressure to her clit.
He reminds himself that he's supposed to be punishing her but he just can't take it anymore. He climbs on top of her and kisses her, his hands holding her waist. She swings her arms over his head, her cuffed hands resting on his neck and she pulls him down, hard. "Mako, do it!" she pleads. He rises up, bringing her up with him and rests on the balls of his feet. She's almost sitting on top of him, legs spread, and he decides that this is the perfect moment to execute his plan.
He grabs hold of his throbbing member with one hand and slowly pushes it against Korra's wet pussy. She groans. After an inch is in, he rapidly pulls out and she cries out. "Mako, stop teasing me before I use my Avatar powers on you!" He smirks. He's got her right where he wants her.
"Say please, Korra."
"Mako!" He pushes against her once again, soaking his thick member in her wetness. He slowly pushes in again, but pulls out of her, without even an inch in yet.
"Please, Mako! Yes!" Korra yells.
"Your wish is my command Avatar Korra." Mako thrusts his full member into her, and loses control. He thrusts in and out of her, pulling himself out completely before pushing back inside her with complete force.
He hears her gasps and shrieks as she tries to push back against him. "Oh, Mako! Harder, harder!" He abides by her wishes this time, and thrusts in and out of her, increasing his speed with each thrust, her wetness becoming more and more loud in their ears.
Mako stops for a moment and pushes Korra's hands off his neck and pins them down over her head. "This is only because you've been so good." He reaches for his key, his member throbbing inside her, but slowly slipping out, and unlocks the cuffs, freeing her hands.
She throws the handcuffs off on to the floor and pounces on him, straddling him. She rubs her clit against his swollen manhood and groans. She looks down at Mako, who was biting his lips, his eyes shut tight.
Korra decided she couldn't take it anymore and held his thick cock up and impaled herself on it. She begins to thrust against him, her clit rubbing against his pelvic bone as she hops up and down. He groans, loudly and thrusts just as hard into her. She leans back a little and Mako finds her favorite spot.
"Right there, Mako! Yes, faster, keep going!"
Mako increases his speed, thrusting into his girlfriend again and again, harder each time. He recognizes a familiar feeling and shouts, "Oh Korra, I'm gonna come!"
"Me too!" She yells. He grabs her breasts and squeezes them so he can pound into her even faster. His fingers brush across her nipples and she yells out, her legs shaking in ecstasy.
Her warm, tight cunt tightens around him and he cannot hold back anymore. He squeezes her breast hard as he pushes as far upward as he can, discovering the perfect place for his release.
Korra, still shuddering through the aftershocks of her explosive orgasm, falls on top of Mako. He feels himself shrink and pulls out of her. In doing so, he wraps his arms around her back, their bodies sticking together through their sweat-drenched skin.
Korra nuzzles his neck and turns over, laying on her side. She cuddles against him, her head against the side of his chest. Mako turns his head and looks down at his girlfriend, admiring her beauty. As if she read his mind, she looks up at him, her sapphire blue eyes sparkling in the light of the moon. "I love you, Korra." She smiles and grasps his left hand, interlocking their fingers. "I love you too, Mako. Maybe you should be late more often."
They both share a quiet laugh, their eyes heavy. The two fall asleep, hand in hand, spent.
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