Mako was walking hastily down the hallway that leads to the gym of the pro-bending arena. He was late for practice because he forgot to pick up his new practice uniform from Butakaha because his old one has seen better days.

He was nearing the gym when he heard Korra practicing fire-bending. Korra's supposed to be practicing water-bending, not fire-bending, Mako thought to himself. As he turned the corner that leads into the gym he stopped short. Korra was in a grey sports bra, blue and white shorts that were thigh length, was barefoot, her hairclips were falling out (which gave her hair a disheveled look), and she was covered head to toe in ash and soot. She stood there, breathing heavily as she wiped the sweat from her brow. Sweat dripped down her tanned skin and dropped to the floor.
She placed her hands on her hips as she walked over to her duffle bag. She took out her water bottle and drank from it. Mako stared at her throat, watching her swallow. His eyes trailed down as some of the water trickled down her chin and fell on her perfectly sculpted abs. She is so skinny, Thought Mako.

Korra put her water bottle back in her duffle bag, then went back to practice her bending. She took an earth-bending stance. She raised her arms which showed off her biceps. She has some biceps for a woman. Mako leaned up against some equipment. An earth coin (or an earth disk, call it what you want) that was sitting on a table fell off and landed on his foot.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Mako screamed as he exhaled flames. Korra turned her head to see who screamed and saw Mako holding his foot, jumping up and down like a toddler hyped up on caffeine.

"Mako," Korra said letting go of her stance and ran over to him, "Are you okay?" He stopped jumping but still winced in pain.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he exhaled flames out his nostrils, "An earth coin just fell on my foot."

"Well, let me take a look at it." She bent down, took of his shoe and sock and began to examine his foot, "Its bruised bad. I can heal it but not fully," She carefully placed his foot back on the ground and stood up; "It'll have to do that on its own." Mako didn't reply. He just stood there, mouth agape, staring at Korra's breasts. "Hello? Mako?" Korra poked him in the cheek which seemed to snap him out of his trance. "What are you staring at?"

"Nothing… But you can go ahead and heal me," Mako said mentally slapping himself.

Korra giggled. "Okay Mako, Let's sit down so I can heal you." She grabbed his arm and draped it around her shoulder then wrapped her free arm around his waist. Mako couldn't help but blush at the fact that she touched him.

She led them to a bench near the practice dummy and next to a trough of water. She brought up his foot and placed it on the bench. She bent some water from the trough and began to heal his bruised foot. As she healed him Mako continued to stare at her breasts.

"Why were you late for practice, Mako?" Still focused on her healing, Korra looked at Mako and followed his eyes to her breasts. She let the water fall which caught Mako's attention. He looked up at her and she looked irritated.

"What's wrong, Korra?" Asked Mako completely oblivious to why she dropped the water.

"You were staring at my boobs, weren't you?" Korra said angrily.

"Uh… No I, I… Um, I… I mean I guess I was, but… I, I… Um…" Korra's death stare turned into a smirk and Mako froze.

"Well, if it's any consolation…" She leaned in and got close to his face. "I don't mind." She spoke. And as she did, her lips ever so lightly touched his. "Kiss me, City Boy."

Mako pushed into her lips. The kiss was passionate and intense. He slid one hand down her back and gripped her butt while his other hand was entangled in her hair. She had both her hands cupping his face. Their tongues fought each other for dominance in which Korra won. She bit his lip which caused Mako's manhood to brush Korra's inner thigh. In response to this, she let out a sound of pleasure. There was an aching in-between her legs she desperately wanted to get rid of. As Mako continued kissing her, the ache became worse. She bucked her hips into his, looking for relief. He stopped kissing her.

"What's wrong, Mako?" she asked concerned and slightly disappointed.

"Not here on a bench. Let's go up to my bedroom. Bolin's not here so we're alone." He smiled and picked her up and began carrying her up to the loft.

They climbed the ladder leading to the bedroom which was one room with two beds, covered by a screen.

They started to undress each other. Korra pulled of his muscle shirt, revealing his six pack abs, took off his pants and slid his boxers down, revealing his package, then tossed them aside. Mako lifted off Korra's sports bra, shorts then took out her hairclips. Her hair is even more beautiful down than it is up. He stood back in awe as he took in all her beauty and sexiness.

They lay down on the bed, Mako on top, furiously kissing. Mako kissed down her neck which caused Korra to moan in pleasure. This made him want more. He kissed down her shoulder and collarbone. She moaned with more pleasure now. He began to gently bite her !CENSORED!

Think up your own smut XD

Any who, hope you all enjoyed the revised version.

Bye :D

-TheClaudMaster