Title: Dirty Little Secret

Author: SplishySplash

Genre: Romance, Smut

Pairing: Makorra is the base, but also Masami

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is an attempt at a smut fic, please I need your feedback on how I can make it better.

Summary: She was his dirty little secret.

She wasn't good at patience.

When she wanted something, she wanted it right then and there and nothing was going to stand in her way. Not even Ms. Asami Sato, who stood in the way of her potential happiness, was going to be there long. Maybe it was the Airbender inside her, she would pounce when she was ready.

The Fire Ferrets stood in the locker room changing out of their gear and Bolin was trying to be speedy, nearly breaking his face on the locker cabinet in his haste to put on his pants. "What's with you?" Asked Mako, removing his padding like a normal person from the bench that nearly killed his brother.

"I've got a date with . . .Ooof. . . that tea vendor girl." He said pulling up his pants. "Later, bro. Bye Korra." He yell over his shoulder, she was in the small shower with the water running loudly.

"Bye Bolin!" She shouted back and the room fell into silence.

The water soothed her muscles as she placed her hand on the tile to let it flow down her body. She almost forgot that Mako was still in the room, she wanted him to touch her in places that would make her blood boil. Kissing him was the greatest mistake of her life, leaving her wanting him more from him. She desperately wanted to feel his weight pressing her down and filling her in places . . . "

"Are you almost done in there? I would like to shower at some point." Came his voice, disrupting her from her lustful thoughts. How long had she been dozing off, with him separated by a thin sheet of metal.

She coughed. "Yes, I'm done." She turned the water off and she could her him mumbling something about water benders. She wrapped herself tightly in a towel, knowing full well that she left her clothes in her locker for a reason and she stepped out.

His jaw nearly hit the floor. Water dripped from her hair and clung tightly to her skin, like the thin cloth separating him from her. Korra watched as he attempted to control the lustful look in his eyes, but was failing miserably. She was glad that she had the same effect on him as he did on her as she crossed the locker room to get up in his space, closing his mouth with her finger. "Should you be looking at me like that?" She asked huskily.

He swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. "Should you be standing here. . ." His primal urges took over as he pushed her into the lockers, his hands trapping her between them. "dressed like that?"

Korra looked him straight in the eye, before nuzzling her cheek against the early stubble of his own. "Am I bothering you?" She whispered, she could feel him pressing against her through his pants. She slid her bare leg up his thigh slowly, giving him goose bumps.

"You are driving me insane." He said huskily, burying his nose into her neck that was still damp from her hair. It was begging for him to taste it and all negative thoughts were pushed aside when she grabbed his backside playfully.

He pressed his lips to her neck, followed closely by his tongue becoming familiar with the taste that was only Korra. She held his head in place, relishing in the feeling that was erupting though her body.

They both knew that this was wrong, but it felt so right. His lips traveled from her neck, down to her bare shoulder after he pushed her wet hair back. He kissed down her clavicle and trailed kisses on her other shoulder.

After what felt like an eternity, his lips traveled up to her lips. Their tongues dueled for dominance and with everything else happening, she didn't notice the towel slipping from under her arms and it soon ended up on the floor.

Mako froze and took a small step back, but kept his hands on her arms. Never had he seen her shy away, but he brought her chin up to look him in the eye. "You are so beautiful." He whispered, she blushed and kissed him again.

This kiss sent him over the edge. Her hands began their search for his skin that was hidden under the skin tight shirt and once she found it, the shirt joined her towel on the floor.

Her kisses trailed his chest, but he wasn't going to have any of that as he all but yanked her up and pressing her back into the door. She had nowhere to go but wrap her legs around his waist, feeling his hardness through the thickness of his pants.

"Need. . .you. . .NOW." Korra begged as his tongue traveled up her neck and found the sweet spot below her ear.

Mako could not resist her as he held her with one hand and magically removed his pants with the other. He could have burned them off for all she cared and his lips joined hers as he entered her. It was like reaching cosmic level energy for Korra as she threw her head back against the locker and moaned loudly.

He had filled her completely and the stretching friction was glorious. She was close already, pretending not to be attracted to the man she was closest with took a lot of energy and the feeling of him sliding deep inside her had her on edge.

"Kor. . ." He started as he pulled back again. "rah!"

His thrusts were animalistic and raw as he pressed her into the door. Had she have been wrapped up in him, she would realize the bruises that were forming on her back. Mako's mind had completely clouded as he filled her, her body reacted to his in a way that he didn't think was possible. It was addicting and even though he knew that he shouldn't be doing this, well with Korra, he didn't care.

He sat her down on his feet and turned her around, pressing her front to the cold metal, finding it harder and harder to keep from dropping her. She flipped her hair to the side allowing him access to his neck and he knew full well he wasn't going to last much longer.

She reached her climax crying out his name and he soon followed, spilling inside of her and for the longest time they stood like that.

Breathing heavily, he pulled back and she turned around glistening with sweat. "You are . . . so beautiful." He said breathlessly as he kissed her again.

When they broke apart, she had a wide grin on her face. "Not so bad looking yourself, Mr. Hat Trick." She said. "But I may need another shower. . ." He was glad that none of this was awkward between them, because with the championship just days away they needed to keep their heads in the game.

"That can be arranged, but you take too long." He said, kissing her neck. "You'll have to share."

She laughed loudly and scrunched up her face, feigning annoyance. "I think I will manage." She said lightly.

He laughed lightly as he took her hand in his, leading her across the room back to the shower that had started it all when a loud knock on the door stopped them in their tracks. "Mako?" It was Asami calling for him

Mako froze and it was Korra who was level headed enough to throw a towel at him. "Go, answer the door." She whispered quickly grabbing her things and wrapping herself in the towel she had abandoned earlier. He wrapped the towel around his waist as Korra escaped out the stadium side of the room with a wink on her blue eye telling him that it was going to be okay.

This little rendezvous would be their little secret.

He opened the door. "Hey Asami." He said awkwardly.

Her face fell slightly. "You're not ready to go?" She asked, slightly appalled and not fazed by the half-naked man. His face fell as he tried to remember the appointment as she looked at him expectantly. "You don't remember that you are having dinner with the Fire Ferret sponsors?"

Mako face palmed. "Oh, right." He answered, suddenly his responsibilities smacked him in his face. "Let me get dressed."

Mako disappeared behind the shower partition and slowly started to get dressed. He looked in the mirror and sighed relief. Korra didn't leave any visible marks except for one just below his shirt line. He flushed just a bit, knowing full well in his haste to feel Korra's body he hadn't been so careful. He sighed deeply and put on his game face.

He was going to need it. Because spirits knew that he wanted more.