You Kissed Me Back
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a/n: i pick the LAMEST focus scenes, don't i? i hate this one. jeez. after this, i change the pace some; just as a way to even up the focus. i just think they are so cute and make even the boring-est things seem lovely and romantic. aha, aren't i super witty? no? ...enjoy the piece. & i like reviews! they are love!
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Vignette 6: Warmth
The tips of Korra's fingers twitched slightly as the breeze in the air picked up, bringing total relief from the from the wave of heat rolling around her body. It was one of the hottest days in the year, another reason that made Korra completely homesick for her icy, cold home in the South Pole. Even her attire had become no longer appropriate, and now Korra found herself dressed in only loose drawstring capris and flouncy light blue peasant top with no sleeves.
Lying on her back with her arms outstretched, the grass on her back was itchy but she dared not to move under the free shade of the large oak tree, located in the near center of the Republic City's park, fully content to enjoying the cool air while it lasted. And it had ended much too soon.
With a pout, she craned her head to look up at her boyfriend, only a few meters away with his eyes closed and hands entwined to rest on his chest.
"Hey," she called softly. She watched Mako's face flinch, and one of his golden eyes slowly cracked open to look at her.
"Hey," she said again, "let's cuddle."
He snorted. "Korra, you're starting to sound like a girl."
She elbowed him in the ribs. "What's this?" she cooed, "do I also have cooties?" At this, he smiled, and didn't move away when Korra inched her way closer to him, so that their shoulders were touching. He was right. The instant transfer of heat between them was enough to make Korra inwardly swoon, either from him or the heat. She wasn't sure which, but he was right.
His arms moved and wrapped her up against him, where she buried her face in his side, throwing one leg over his.
"You know, you could get a fine here for public displays of affection."
Korra scoffed. "I'm sure the Avatar wouldn't have to deal with such petty accusations."
Mako rolled his eyes. "Well excuse me, the peasant, for questioning Your Highness." He drawled, and in a quick motion held her down so that he could roll over to pin her.
Korra immediately began flailing, her words choked up between her laughs. "Oh, stop! It's too hot to wrestle!" When his actions didn't falter soon enough, she found herself trying to push Mako back by his bare shoulders, and soon they were both wrestling on the grass.
This time it was Korra's lost, caught in a loose grip of Mako's arms wrapped around her waist to hold her steady, her face too close to his brought another wave of heat, and she glared at him.
"It's hot."
Mako leaned forward and licked the skin by her ear, playfully lapping up at the beads of sweat on Korra's neck.
She blushed, and her blue eyes narrowed in the forewarning of a challenge. "How much is that fine, exactly?"
Mako's grip loosened so Korra could get more comfortable, and already anticipating a barrage of kisses soon to come, he smirked at her. "More than you can probably afford."
i actually kind of like this one...and that's new. maybe because it's short the way it supposed to be, and so i feel like i've finally done the right thing, haha. what do you think? drop a review!
