Prompt: The 7 Deadly Sins
Pairing: Onesided Makorra, Borra, Masami, Tah(n)orra
Rating: M
Part 7: Lust
They'd made up. Mako and Asami, that is. Korra had seen Asami hesitantly knocking on Mako's door, the look of surprise on his face when he saw her standing there. She'd gone into his room, and for a while there was a soft murmur of their voices as Asami spoke to him. Korra only knew this because she'd gone into Bolin's room. Pabu had curled up beside her leg, while Bolin propped up against the wall, staring at her. His cot was hard beneath her bum, but all the cots were hard, so it made no difference.
"You did the right thing." Bolin tilted his head a little, staring at her. As her eyes met his, she noticed an odd emotion on his face. Defeat? Resignation on his feelings for her? Korra could see that Bolin desperately wanted to give up on his feelings for her, to prevent from irking her, and to prevent any further pain they could bring him. "I'm really proud of you, Korra." He gave a small smile, moving over to his chair, where his new coat was draping over the side.
"Thanks Bo." Korra whispered, drawing her knees up to her chin. Her lips pressed into a small smile. A part of her, deep inside, was secretly very happy that Mako was now happy. Things had come full circle, and she was glad to have realized just how important Asami made Mako. She was glad to realize that she wanted them to be together because of how happy they made each other. Korra was also glad she had to realize it all on her own, as she remembered how thick headed she'd been when Bolin had tried to fix matters on his own.
As Korra's eyes analyzed Bolin, she realized just how wonderful he was. She realized that he was a truly wonderful person, and despite how her heart still seemed to yearn for Mako, she could easily see Bolin becoming a closer friend to her. She wasn't sure if she could see him in a romantic light, and even if that's how things ended up, she didn't want to think so immediately. That would be a rebound. Bolin was much more than a rebound, he was her friend, probably her best human friend, and he didn't deserve to have to pick up the pieces that were her heart.
"I'm going to take a walk. I'll be back." She assured him, moving over to him. Her hands wrapped around him, pressing her warm torso against his. Korra could feel his hands hesitantly shifting to wrap around her. "Thank you so much Bolin. You're an amazing friend." She murmured, before drawing back. A smile crossed her face, and for a moment one crossed his features too.
Thens she was off.
Korra darted along the sides of the compound, dodging Tenzin and Lotus Guards as she made her way to the cliff. She dove off, bending water to ease her fall, and soon she was underwater, gliding and maneuvering as if a marine animal. She knew exactly what she needed that night, more importantly she knew where to find it.
At least, she thought she did.
Korra burst up from the water onto the street. Her hand drew the water from her, sending it back into the bay as she moved to the sidewalk. It didn't occur to her that perusing the city in the dark, with little to no sense of direction, might be a bad idea. Until she got lost. Korra begun to take random turns at street corners until she finally asked someone for directions.
"Can you please tell me where Narook's Seaweed Noodlery is?" She asked a middle-aged woman. Korra was pleasantly surprised to find that she was quite near it, and she bit the woman goodnight as she set off for it. Soon enough the smell of seaweed noodles began to waft towards her, and she eagerly entered the restaurant. There was still a shrine-esque section slotted off for the Wolfbats, despite their loss of bending, and that was where she found herself moving towards.
The Wolfbat's earthbender, Ming, sat there with a lazy look on his face. Korra stared him down.
"Hello Ahhvatar." He slurred in his harsh Ba Sing Se accent. "Can I help you?" He asked. Despite his loss, he seemed to have adjusted to the non-bending life better than Tahno or Shaozu.
"Yes, you can actually." Korra spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. Her arms crossed over her chest and she arched an eyebrow at him. "Where's Tahno?" Her tone of voice took on a more sympathetic tone as she remembered what a wreck he'd been back in the Police Headquarters.
"Tahno? Dunno. He slips around here sometimes, but as of lately he's just-"
"Missing in action?" The smooth drawl cut off Ming, and the earthbender's eyes widened a little. Korra turned to the voice behind her. There he stood in all his glory. His clothes had been washed and pressed, and while his hair was no longer curly (it was straight now) he still looked very much like his old self. The bags beneath his eyes had disappeared, and Korra was intrigued at the difference his lack in eyeliner made when his eyes weren't drooping in sadness. "Why didn't you tell me you missed me, Ming. I would've returned sooner." Tahno's eyes flickered with a bit of mirth, reflecting his old personality. Korra jumped a little when they darted over to her. "How can I help you, Uh-vatar?"
Korra stared at him. Even with his loss, he seemed to be testing her. She puffed her chest out with confidence, taking a step towards him. "I just wanted to take your offer up," she began, ignoring the confused look that flashed through his eyes. "I want those private lessons."
Tahno almost seemed annoyed at the request. "In case you've forgotten, I'm lacking my waterbending." He murmured, his eyes narrowing in the slightest.
Korra stared at him, her eyes testing him this time. Despite the realization that seemed to flash through his eyes, she plucked up her courage and moved so that her lips were just below his ears. "I wasn't aware these private lessons required waterbending." She whispered, feeling his body get very rigid at the sensation of her breath on his earlobe.
"Well then. I'll see what I can do." Tahno's hand gripped her wrist sharply, and she almost howled in alarm as he jerked her down the hall. They passed through the kitchen, and Korra hesitated to question where they were going, but refrained. He lead her to a flight of stairs and began to ascend, dragging her up them, his free hand fumbling in his pockets for a key of some sort.
Did Tahno live above the noodlery? Apparently so.
His door flung open and he thrust her through it, shutting it, locking it, and tossing the keys onto a small table.
"What's your game, Uh-vatar?" Tahno asked with a small smirk. "Hook up? One night stand? No strings attached?" He questioned, stepping towards her like a predator zoning in on his prey.
"I'm just looking to forget." Korra murmured. Tahno didn't need to ask what it was she was forgetting about, that much was irrelevant. His hands reached out to grab both of her wrists, and before she knew what was happening, his lips were crushing against hers. His breath was sweet like the glaze of pao buns, and a scent radiated off of him that she remembered getting a waft of while in the expensive department store.
One of her hands was clutching at his collar while the other was delved deep into his thick, straight locks. His lips moved with expertise, molding against hers as his tongue flicked along her bottom lip for entrance. She complied, her mouth parting slightly. His tongue wasn't slimy or gross, like she thought it might be; his teeth nipped at her bottom lip, eliciting a small hiss from her in surprise.
Tahno knew what he was doing, and Korra was grateful for that much.
His lips trailed alongside her cheek, and she could just faintly feel the beginning of some stubble prickling at her smooth skin. Tahno's lips latched onto a creamy part of her neck, swirling and sucking at the patch to leave a suckling kiss. A moan escaped her lips, and Tahno pulled back, sweeping her up into his arms as he laid her on the sofa.
Their time was marked by ragged breaths and hungry kisses. Korra's lips were chapped and red from battling dominance with Tahno. His cool hands smoothed under her coat, yanking it over her head in one swift movement as he tossed it to the side, landing in a heap on the ground. His coat was next. As he pressed onto her this time, without her thick coat, Korra could feel his bulge rubbing against her crotch.
She'd never lusted for anything so hard in her life. Tonight wasn't about 'feelings' or about Mako, it was about forgetting all of that and gaining some sort of satisfaction in this loop of drama she'd been wrapped up in. Now it was just Tahno for the night.
Should she feel disgusted she'd stooped to his levels for a simple hookup?
No. It was just that. A hookup. Tahno was giving her a release, plus he was experienced; he knew what he was doing.
Their shoes and socks were shed next, along with her sweatpants. Soon they were bare, the sheerest and silkiest of undergarments shielding them from eachother. His icy fingers dipped into her panties, circling around her clit before pumping into her heated core. She gave a gasp at the icy contrast he provided, feeling her arousal grow. His hand moved up to her bra, yanking it off of her as his lips went to tease one of her nipples. He took one in his mouth, holding it gently in his teeth as his tongue swirled around it. Korra felt herself moan at the desire growing beneath her, heightening steadily within her.
"M-more." She gasped, her blue eyes snapping shut as she felt her back arch. His fingers retracted from her, and she felt him remove her last bit of undergarment before feeling him shift a little as well. After a moment of dead air, Korra opened her eyes, only to be met with him thrusting his length into her. Korra yelped in surprised, clenching around him, causing him to give a low growl.
Her virgin naivety caused a small roadblock at first, but they soon fell into rhythm with each other, bucking and rocking with ease. Soon their pleasure built up into a crescendo of white hot bliss, both of them crying out as they reached their peaks.
Heart racing in her chest, Korra eased back onto the couch, her eyes closing. She felt Tahno pull out, his breath ragged as they both struggled to regain their breath.
"Thanks Pretty Boy, just what I needed." She murmured, the faintest of smirks on her face.
