Ohmygosh guys, I'm so sorry I took so long to update. On the other hand, I got a new computer though since the other one died! So, this chapter is a battle for dominance which incorporates some bondage; so if you're not into that and are uncomfortable with this type of smut just skip this! (:
"Damn-" Mako sputters out, bringing his cut finger to his lips."This is what I get trying to make us dinner." Mako grumbles while applying pressure to his cut. Korra stands up from the table kitchen table, chuckling. "Here City Boy, let me help you." She runs the tap and gathers water holding it over his cut finger. Mako winces but soon revels in the glowing water and the soothing effect it has on his stinging finger. "Thank you, Korra." he says, bending down to kiss her forehead.
Korra looks up at him, smiling at his sweet gesture. "Can you believe this is the first time we've been alone together in weeks?" she says, sighing. "I've missed you-us, really."
Mako smiles down at his girlfriend and wraps his arms around her engulfing her in a close, deep hug. "I know. I can't believe it either. I've missed you so much." Mako says, his chin resting upon the Avatar's head. He pulls back and lifts her chin with his index finger and thumb. "I've missed everything about you." He kisses her lips and Korra gasps at the suddenness of his actions. Mako pulls back, smirking, her chin still resting between his forefinger and thumb. "I've missed your touch…" he leans down to kiss her again. "I've missed touching you…" Mako says, pulling back once more. His hand glides over her back, painting small circles on the small of her back then tracing her spine. Korra shudders at his touch but remains looking into his eyes.
He releases her chin and pulls her into him, his hands on her waist, their chests grazing one another's. Korra's arms wrap around his torso and she raises herself onto her tip-toes. "Oh, really?" she says, speaking into his neck, her warm breath tickling his alabaster skin. Mako releases a low growl and pulls her closer, pressing her chest into his, his hands caressing her back, fingering her spine. "Yes, really. I've missed you more than you can imagine." Mako says as one of his hands glide up her rib cage.
Korra pulls out of his embrace and steps up to whisper in his ear. "Prove it." Korra says, feigning contempt. She turns and walks away, simultaneously undressing. First, her fur pelt is off. Mako watches his girlfriend tease him, his desire for her increasing by a tenfold. Second, she burns her pants off.
Someone really missed me. Mako feels a stir in his nether regions but remains strong in his position. I'm going to make her come to me. I have nothing to prove.
Third, her shirt comes off and she turns around, throwing it at his face. Mako catches it, her scent doused in the shirt: sweat and sugar. He inhales deeply, intoxicating himself. Mako looks up and catches Korra looking at him, one of her fingers summoning him in a come hither motion, her teeth biting her bottom lip.
Spirits, I hate it when she does that.
Mako follows Korra to their room, but remains adamant about his goals, not touching her at all. She's going to have to beg.
Korra sits on the bed and unwraps her breast bindings, leaving her in her underwrappings. She lays back and spreads her legs, displaying her covered warmth to her boyfriend. "Come on, baby. You know you want it." she coos.
Mako licks his lips and crosses his arms. "You're going to have to do better than that, Avatar." Korra scrunches her nose at his remark. "Mako, stop teasing me! Come on!" She slips off her underwrappings and spreads her legs again, her fingers trailing down her stomach to her wet folds. She douses her fingers in her essence and then slowly brings it up to her mouth, painting her lips with it as if it were lip gloss.
Mako stares at her stunned. She's never done that before. Oh Spirits, what have I gotten myself into?
Korra sits up and pulls Mako forward. He falls over her on the bed and she holds his face and kisses him, passionately. He can taste her on his own lips and he releases a deep groan. Korra kisses him harder, her tongue battling his for dominance. She tugs at his shirt and he smirks against her lips. His tongue explores her mouth and his hands hold her sides, but she pushes him off her and pulls his shirt over his head. Her hands resort to exploring his warm chest and her hands wrap around his back, under his arms. "Pants. Off. Now." She pants, pulling away from constant kisses. Mako sits up and hurriedly pulls his pants down and off his feet, while slyly reaching into his pocket and retrieving his favorite toy.
Korra pulls at Mako's drawers and seconds later, both lay completely naked with each other, clad only in a slight sheen of sweat covering their bodies. He pins her arms down over her head and kisses her, his tongue delving deep into her mouth. She kisses him back passionately, her ferocity only leaving her more vulnerable for him to tie his scarf around her wrists.
Korra jerks u to examine her newly bound hands. She pulls her joint arms down in front of her head and looks at Mako. "You got me this time, Officer. Now whatever will you do to me?" Mako emits a growl, her innocent voice teasing him. "Oh, I haven't even started." He grins and takes her bound hands and places them over her head, reaching for his two pairs of handcuffs. He releases her bound hands but quickly pins her hands down over her head as he throws his scarf to the floor. He cuffs one hand to the headboard and she pulls on it. "Oh no, Officer Mako! Release me!" Mako keeps her other hand pinned and begins to kiss her from the back of her ear, down to her collarbone, across her chest, and up the opposite side of her neck, his breath tickling her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
Mako pulls back and cuffs the other hand to the headboard. He stares down at Korra and smirks, his sly grin teeming with mischief. "You told me to prove how much I missed you. I am. By making you mine." He kisses her lips and his hands glide over chest, kneading her firm, large breasts. Korra moans when his finger brushes across one of her nipples and Mako bends down to suck on it. After moistening her taut nipple with his tongue, he bites on it. Korra moans out at the sensation, the pleasure overlooking the pain by a tenfold. "You're mine, Korra." he growls, his head travelling south, his bottom lip dragging against her sweaty, soft skin.
Mako reaches her exposed mound and inhales her sweet musk. He teases her by licking her wet slit, eliciting a groan from the all mighty Avatar. He finds her nub and adds pressure to it, rubbing it in small clockwise circles. Korra's back arches and she moans his name loudly. "Oh Mako, don't stop!"
Mako pulls his head back, but substitutes the absence of his mouth with the prominent presence of two his fingers diving deep into her sopping womanhood. Korra screams out and arches her back, her hips bucking underneath her, her handcuffs rising and hitting the headboard.
"Now that I've warmed you up, it's time for your proof." Mako says, his hands caressing her shaking legs. Korra moans at his words, symbolizing the promise for more euphoric pleasure.
"Yes, Mako! Do anything, everything! " Korra pants, her heart racing after her orgasm.
"Anything?" Mako teases, his lips kissing up her thighs.
"Yes! Anything!"
Mako smirks and strokes his throbbing manhood. He groans, realizing how hard he is and how much desire he has. He positions himself between Korra's legs and slams into her, pumping into her, her insides clenching around him, milking him.
He rapidly pulls out of Korra, collapsing onto her and the two cry out at the absence of the sensation.
"Why'd you stop!" Korra whines.
"Because I want you to suck me off. Prove to me how much you missed me, Korra." Mako whispers into her ear.
She smiles and licks her lips. "Bring it on City Boy."
Mako unlocks her cuffs but keeps her arms pinned down with one arm. He retrieves his scarf and binds her hands tightly. The two get into position. Mako lies on his back, one hand squeezing his cock, the other guiding Korra's mouth to it.
"Suck it, Korra."
Mako's hand nestles in the back of her hair, guiding her to his throbbing manhood. She licks his shaft, completely, lubricating every inch of it. Korra takes it into her warm, wet mouth and sucks up and down. She sucks in her cheeks so they touch Mako's member and he groans at the close contact. Korra establishes a rhythm: hard and fast, then slow and soft alternating back and forth.
"Kor…ra" Mako pants, his breath catching in his throat. "Don't…stop. Damn, Korra that feels so good!" Korra moans as his member touches the back of her throat. She's fights against her gag reflex and sucks harder; his member filling her completely is all she is focused on.
Mako moans once again and Korra looks up at him, reveling in the sight of his head pushed back into the pillow, his jaw clenched and his neck straining.
Mako jerks and throbs in her mouth, signaling his impending release.
"Korra, I'm gonna come." He moans out, his eyes shut tight. Korra only sucks him deeper and he groans outward, his hand pushing her head further down upon his throbbing member.
His seed releases into her mouth and Korra swallows every last drop, watching his chest heave upward, as he gasps for air.
"Damn, Korra." Mako mutters, his speech breathless.
To Korra's surprise, Mako sits up and flips her over, pinning her arms down on the side of her ears. "I'm not done with you yet, Avatar." Mako whispers into her neck. Korra moans at the sensation, and Mako handcuffs her arms to the headboard again, Korra complying with his movements.
After locking her arms to the headboard, Mako pulls back, staring at her naked body. He stares at her chest, her brown orbs rising and falling with her deep breaths, her nipples taut peaking upward.
"You're so beautiful Korra." Mako sighs, kissing her lips.
Korra kisses him back and wraps her legs around him, pinning him down on top of her. His deflated member pricks against her wet folds, and soon, he feels a familiar stirring. Mako kisses her harder, driven by his lust. She moans into his mouth and pulls back, and moves her head to his side, talking into his ear.
"Make love to me, Mako." she purrs against him. "Use me." Korra whispers against him, instinctively rubbing herself against him.
Mako moans and brings his hand down, off of Korra's body and onto his semi-hard cock. He strokes it, regaining his strength and composure, reveling in the feel of his length hardening in his hand. Korra smirks at him and rubs her wet folds against him.
"I'm ready" Mako growls.
Mako spreads Korra's legs wider, his hands separating her thighs. He readies himself at her entrance, and then slowly enters her until he fills her completely. The pair sigh, and Mako proceeds to slowly pull out. Mako nearly completely pulls out of her, only leaving his tip inside when he slams into her, pounding her warmth with extravagant ferociousness. Korra cries out beneath him at the suddenness of his actions but soon welcomes the rhythm, thrusting herself against him, her bound arms holding her back.
"Mako!" Korra screams, her lips apart and her eyes shut tight. Mako sees his advantage and takes it, kissing her lustfully, his tongue delving deep into her warm cavern, battling her tongue for dominance.
She moans against him, bucking her hips and his hand glides down to her mound, rubbing her clit. She gasps against the kiss and Mako pulls back, his head diving for her swollen breasts. He reaches her nipples and takes one into his mouth, sucking on it. He licks the pointed peaks of both breasts then bites on one.
The combination of sensations on her nipples, her clit and her pussy serve to be perfect for her impending orgasm. She cries out into Mako's mouth, her legs violently shaking, turning to jelly underneath him. Mako slams into her through her rolling orgasms, her walls clenching around him, bringing forth a familiar tingling sensation.
"Korra!" Mako yells out, his thrusts losing rhythm as he fucks her mercilessly.
After a few more thrusts, he buries himself up to her hilt, his seed burrowing itself deep inside her as he sought release. Mako groans against her, his legs suddenly feeling very weak as he rolls off of her onto his side.
Mako and Korra breathe heavily, the two both trying to recover from their recent explosions.
Mako unlocks the cuffs, still trying to collect his breath. Once Korra is released, she slumps into him, nestling her head on his torso, wrapping her arm around his waist.
"You should miss me more often" Korra says, yawning. Mako chuckles and kisses her head, holding her tightly against him.
"Sure thing, Avatar." he replies, closing his eyes to welcome his dreams.