The girl is handcuffed to the rolling chair in an office. She peers out at him through her thick brown hair, using her blue eyes to entice him to her. But he won't break just yet. He's stronger than that. He perches on the edge of his desk, brings out his clipboard and thumbs through it.

"Let's see, destroying private property, three accounts of aggravated assault, and a rampaging polar bear dog that was let on the loose." He lists these things off one by one. "What do you have to say for yourself, Avatar?" He drawls out the last word and he can see the small goose bumps popping up on her arms.

"I thought you were only a simple officer in training, Mako." She stares at his nametag. "What right do you have to hold me here?"

He spins the rolling chair around to where the girl is facing him.

"What right did you have to doll out vigilante justice?"

She laughs at him, slinging her head back. "You sound just like Chief Beifong." She takes her foot and knocks the clipboard from his hand, scattering its contents to the floor.

"Whoops!" She crosses her legs back.

Mako smirks, turns the chair back around to face him. He runs a finger down the tanned girl's skin tracing it all the way down the tip of her collarbone.

"Guess I'll have to make you talk."

He caresses her face and just a moment ago where his fingers had been, he brushes his lips across leaving just the lightest of kisses. His captive murmurs beneath him bringing her knee up and thrusting it against his groin. He has to bite down on the edge of his scarf to keep from crying out. He would not be the first to give in. Mako could already feel his throbbing organ pounding against his thigh. He does his best to ignore it. But Korra doesn't make it easy. She thrusts her tongue out between her pink lips and licks around the edges, her eyes fucking him with their seductiveness.

"I'm tougher than you think, officer. It's going to take a lot to break me." The beads that were in her hair, he rips them out expelling its contents letting her wavy locks flow freely. He rarely ever saw her like this; so exposed and raw. He wanted to take her there and now. But what fun would that be? Instead he slides her trousers down a ways until the wrappings underneath them were exposed. She had shown him how to undo these months ago, and with a simple tug they came loose trailing to the floor. The brown flesh underneath was exposed, slightly flushed. He traces a finger along her mound making her tense up and twist slightly.

Seeing that this is offering a desired effect, Mako traces his thumbs along her lips, using his tongue to dart into the sensitive spot between her neck and earlobe.

She moans beneath him and shudders into his touch.

He rasps out a hoarse laugh, "Are you ready to talk yet?"

"Nu uh," she mutters.

She kicks him away and struggles against the handcuffs binding her. Mako chuckles and pulls out a key from a desk drawer. He twirls it around his finger, smirking.

"You want this key, you're going to have to take it from me."

"Sounds easy enough. Come here so I can." Using her feet to scoot the chair forward, she kicks Mako's feet from underneath him. He falls into her lap, the key skating across the floor. Mako scampers after it but with a stomp of her foot, the earth moves and its rocketed into her lap. Once her wrists are free, she pulls Mako towards her by his scarf. She pushes him onto the desk and straddles him.

"I win."

He shoves her off and pins her beneath him. "No you don't."

He reaches underneath her blue tunic and grazes the small nipples hardening beneath.

"I didn't know you were so aroused, Avatar." The shirt is ripped from her torso, his hands suddenly everywhere that he can find. She slips off his uniform until all that's left is his undergarments. An obvious bulge is showing. She grinds herself against it. Him pressing forward to meet them eagerly. She wraps her legs around his waist and he picks her up as easily as a rag doll. He sits down in the rolling chair, her still straddling him. They kiss fervently and hungrily as if this is the only chance they will get and are very willing to take it. Both forget about their dominant game, losing their inhibitions to one another.

He enters her easily and swiftly, the rolling chair making it easier for her to match his thrusts. They didn't hear the metal doors slide open nor Chief Beifong walk in. At first she sees the mess that her newest recruit has made of her office, then the mockery he and the avatar seem to be making of his rolling chair.

She lets out a curt whistle startling the couple out of each other. When Mako sees who is standing there, all the color drains from his face. The Avatar fares no better. Both sit there completely shocked as Chief Beifong pick up their discarded clothes and hand them to the couple.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't see what I just saw. Mako, you're back on paper duty for a week for this. Korra, I'm not even going to try and tell Tenzin what just happened. He'll only blame me."

A chorus of 'thankyous' and 'why paper work duty' meet her ears. She lets out another whistle and the two grow silent.

"Get out of my sight!"

Korra slinks off quickly but Beifong catches Mako by the shoulder and holds him there.

"How did you get in here?"

"Um, I called in a favor with one of the other officers."

Lin rolls her eyes and stares at the boy for a long time. "My handcuffs Mako, really?" She lets him go and he scurries out the door. Why hadn't she ever thought of that when she had the chance with Tenzin?