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A/N: A trip to the beach needs to happen in this show..

Despite it being late fall, Korra had asked Mako and Bolin to go to the beach with her. Bolin had whole-heartedly agreed, and they had both begged Mako to go. Offering to be more focused during practice, and to clean his equipment; and the list went on and on until Mako finally complied.

"So Korra, what bathing suit are you going to wear?" Bolin asked eyebrow raised.

Korra pouted "That's right I don't have one.."

Mako rolled his eyes "You don't have to get one, we're probably going to be the only ones at the beach this time of year anyway."

"Don't listen to him! It's a part of the beach experience to have girls in bathing suits!"

Korra laughed "I'll just ask Pema, I'm sure it won't be a problem. See you guys early tomorrow!"

Mako silently cursed to himself. He would have to be completely oblivious to not notice that Korra had curves, and that was in baggy sweat pants, and a halter top. It's not like he hadn't seen girls in swimsuits before, but this was Korra, fiery, pugnacious Korra. Picturing her in a bathing suit... he tried to push the thought out of his mind as Bolin and he started getting ready for the next morning.

They met at the Ferry, and it was a surprisingly warm day. The sun was shining and Bolin was already beyond excited. Korra was wearing a long beach robe, Mako couldn't help but sigh in relief, maybe she would keep it on the entire time?

"This is going to be a blast!" Bolin grabbed Mako in a crushing hug.

"So Korra did you end up finding a bathing suit?"

Korra looked away, pretending to eye the passing scenery but Mako could of sworn he saw red lining her cheeks "Uh yeah, but more importantly I brought food!" she cleverly changed the subject as she brought up the picnic basket Pema had prepared.

This was enough for Bolin, and the conversation was pushed elsewhere.

Unfortunately for Mako the trip to the beach took little to no time at all and like he had aforementioned, it was completely deserted.

They picked a spot, before Bolin shed his shirt and jumped head first into the water. "Come on Korra! The water's great!"

Korra grimaced a bit, fiddling with her fingers.

"You did end up getting a bathing suit right?" Mako raised an eyebrow. Maybe he could punk her out of it maybe–

She crossed her arms "Of course I did! It's just–"

"Just what? If you have one then, go in with Bolin" Mako mentally slapped himself, he knew he was being a jerk but he was trying to save any sort of dignity he had if the worst happened.

Korra fumed "Fine!"

She tore off her robe and stood in front of him hands on her hips. "See!"

And he did see, and it was much, much worse than what he had anticipated. It was a two piece, with dark blue shorts and a matching strapless top that embraced her full figure(how did that thing even stay on!), it left absolutely nothing to the imagination..and Mako's eyes were met with toned brown skin that was very, very Korra.

"I..It's.."

Fortunately Bolin called her over to the water, before he could even sputter out a response.

Never before had he had such an inclination to bury his head in the sand and never resurface. But then what would Bolin eat?

Mako watched Korra run over to the shore but couldn't follow, he knew he wouldn't be able to stay calm with Korra dressed like that, so instead he sat on his towel and decided to meditate. He hadn't done so in awhile, peace being a rare moment in their lives. Plus maybe it would even get the image of Korra out of his head.

As soon as he got into a comfortable position a giant wave rushed over him and knocked him about five feet back.

"Get in the water jerk-bender! Don't be such a stiff!"

Bolin the first victim of Korra's bending prowess was already collapsed on the beach side.

Mako grunted and flipped the wet hair out of his eyes. He growled before marching over to the shore. He was about to tell off the water-bender, when she sent another wave his way, pulling him under the surf.

He resurfaced to find Korra's face inches from his. "You never did comment on my bathing suit."

Mako could feel Korra's body rubbing against his underneath the water. She brushed her lips against his. "So, how do you like it?"

"I-It's uh... it's"

Mako had a hard time answering with Korra's lips now tracing over his neck. He groaned into her hair.

Fine she wanted to play it that way? Mako gripped her waist underwater, slowly working his hands further up to her top.

She flushed against his chest, and her grip on his neck increased.

He teased her chest, using the water around them to make her squirm. Korra gasped as his bare hands teased her relentlessly. And with little warning, and no resolution to their interaction, Mako stopped.

Korra looked up at him pouting.

Mako only smirked in response "Hmm it's not bad.."

Korra growled, summoning a large wave to push him back to shore where his brother was just recovering, effectively knocking him and Bolin into the sand.

Once the water-logged brothers had staggered back to their spot. Korra had quickly put back on her robe, blocking her suit form the light of day. Bolin didn't seem to notice, collapsing onto his beach towel.

Mako did of course and raised a brow "What done swimming already?"

Korra flushed covering her chest and turning around. "Y-yeah the water's too cold anyway.."

Mako smirked, she always was a terrible liar.

I'm terrible at smut, but I hope you liked it! :3