This moment never felt better.
On a rainy Friday night, one would expect the Avatar to be busy out in the city. Not necessarily drunk in a bar doing shots, but maybe in the streets, busting triads or uncovering conspiracies. Maybe traveling the world for international affairs.
Nobody expected her to be tangled in a mess of sheets with a handsome firebender to keep her warm on a bed that wasn't her's. She could feel his bare chest pressed against her back, wearing next to nothing so they could feel every inch of one another.
Mako hugged her closer, and Korra could feel his soft, warm breaths on her shoulder that gave her goosebumps up and down her arms. "You're cold," he murmured.
Korra closed her eyes as he wrapped an arm around her stomach. "I'm warmer now."
"Isn't that cheesy," Mako laughed with her, kissing the back of her neck. "I missed you. I missed this."
Korra sighed. "I did too. I wish I didn't have to leave so soon."
"But it's better now," Mako breathed into her hair.
"Yeah, it's better now," she agreed.