Caught
Hey guys, I'm back and this little snippet is kind of to tide you over to the next chapter: Irosami. I know you all love Makorra, but sometimes I get ideas from other couple fics too so if you're freaking, just take a chill pill kay? Like, i.e.: Last chapter I mentioned Ikki finding our favorite couple in a compromising position.
So here it is! … No, not the story yet. The disclaimer! Never owned, and never will.
Ikki rubbed her eyes as she yawned, stumbling down the steps and away from the cries of her newest brother. Her mother had tiredly asked her to get his bottle from the kitchen…on nearly the other side of the island. He had already drunk the two her parents had kept in their room "just in case".
Just like the rest of his siblings, Rohan was determined to go above and beyond their parents expectations, even if it wasn't in the most orthodox of ways…
The lemurs chittered quietly from their resting places in the various trees, and the wind chimes hanging from the solid wood beams providing shade on the worn path tinkled gently in the light wind. A soft gust caressed her sleep mussed hair, carrying the faint echo of a- giggle?
Ikki raised an eyebrow, darting over to the shadows the trees cast, their branches looking jagged and sharp in the light of the full moon. She squinted into the limbs, after a moment deducing that no lemurs would screech before she started to scale the winding trunk.
The young airbender leapt lightly from tree to tree, drawing the sleepy irritated chatters of the animals roosting there. She paused, listening for a disturbance other than her own, ears straining against the nocturnal life sounds. A grunt threaded its way through the twisted forest and sent her flying through the trees once again.
Through the blur of speed, she was able to make out a few surroundings: the gazebo they meditated in, the small mosaicked pavilion overlooking the ocean, and finally, the training gates. A moan brought her up short, and she barely managed to catch herself before she fell into an ungraceful heap on the ground.
The wooden panels were spinning lazily, as if someone had bumped into them, much like they had when Korra had first attempted to weave her way through all those months ago. Ikki squinted in the dim light, making out two stumbling figures- kissing.
For all her talk about love and kisses and marriage and babies, the girl's cheeks colored as she took in their tangled bodies pressed against each other almost desperately. But they didn't seem to be doing it like Jinora's books: All slow and romantic and gentle.
Korra's leg was hitched around Mako's hip, one hand diving into his hair while the other gripped his neck tightly. The firebender wasn't exactly sitting idle either, his hands splayed across her waist as he jerked her impossibly closer. Ikki cocked her head. This wasn't at all like when Daddy kissed Mommy. He was always real careful with her, right before Rohan was born.
Ikki dropped to the ground, a silence that was so very unlike her the only thing keeping her from alerting them of her presence. The raven haired firebender broke away from the intense lip lock, his breathing harsh as he began to kiss his way down Korra's neck. His hand trailed up and down her side, drawing a breathy moan from the tribal girl. It almost sounded like she was in pain. Thinking this, Ikki swooped down, balancing on top of one of the gates.
The slight creak of the wood from her weight drew the attention of the two teenagers' attention. Their cheeks flushed red for some reason, and Ikki crossed her arms across her chest, pouting.
"Kor-ra!" She whined, huffing. "You're supposed to make him drink a love potion, not eat him!"
The blue eyed Avatar looked as if she were being yanked off of Mako by invisible hands. She landed roughly on her rump, back crashing into the intricately carved wood, casting a disgruntled look at him as his expression morphed from shocked and into amused. "Love potion?" He raised one of his- in Meelo's opinion 'wiggly'- eyebrows and his lips twitched.
"Don't ask," she moaned, her hair falling down around her shoulders, her beads hanging on by the very ends of her hair.
"Oh, no, this sounds interesting." Mako waved a hand, looking up at Ikki with a devious smile on his face. "Continue."
"Ikki," Pema's tired voice echoed through the still night air. Instantly everybody froze.
"Run," Ikki whispered, leaping like a poodle-monkey to cling to Mako's shoulders before she clambered down. She rested in front of Korra, eyes strangely serious. "But you owe me."
"Whatever you say," she muttered, "Just get us out of here!"
"Go hide in the trees." She hissed, and prayed to Great Uncle Sokka that he would help her this one time (Okay, so maybe not just this one time) and loan her some of his surprisingly convincing excuses.
She moved at the speed of light, throwing open the ice box and grabbing one of the many pre made bottles for Rohan, taking just a second to shut the door tightly before walking out of the dining hall very casually, yawning as if she just wanted to get back to bed.
"Ikki," Pema's tone was scolding, but still half-asleep herself, she couldn't bring herself to sound very stern. "Rohan's been fussing for the last five minutes. What were you doing?"
"Sorry Mom," she hesitated, looking down at her feet as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her mind racing. "Um, I saw t-two lemurs having a midnight snack, and one got their uh, head stuck in the bars when they reached to get a fruit."
There was a very audible thump and a barely muffled groan and Ikki resisted the urge to face palm herself. "What on earth was that?" Pema's voice grew sharper, more alert.
Ikki's eyes went wide, and she gripped her mother's elbow, turning and steering her back to their quarters. "Oh, that was probably just them settling in again. You know how particular they can be. Especially when there's two of them caught doing something they shouldn't." Ikki said mysteriously, snickering at the inside joke.
"What?" Her mother asked absentmindedly as her daughter handed her the bottle and she eased open Rohan's lips and he began to drink.
"Nothing," she said immediately. "Well, goodnight!" She dashed back to her room, shutting the thin sliding door tightly. Korra so owed her.
One week later…
"Does your father know that you're gambling?" Ikki's lips twisted into a sweet smile as she asked innocently:
"Does he know that you and Mako were making out in the gates?" She had brushed up on the more technical terms because it was all Jinora would read before she went to bed, causing her to mutter some quotes in the middle of the night.
Ikki felt Korra blush all the way down to her shoulders, and she cleared her throat. "Touche." She turned to look at her, blue eyes twinkling. "Deal."
As they all migrated back up to their rooms, two very familiar raven haired heads very close together. As Korra reluctantly handed over the promised yuans, Ikki wondered if this would become a regular thing. If so, she couldn't wait to catch Jinora with Skoochy.
Hey guys, sorry this isn't as long as my other one shots (well, the more recent ones anyways) but I do plan on doing another Makorra. Going to be AU so it should be interesting. And yes, I do plan on having no bending in this one. Reviews are loved, the people who write them even more so.
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