Author's Note: Hello all. So this chapter takes places directly after chapter 20, right after taking Korra to the couch. It's half smut and half plot content. I think I am going to stop apologizing for posting the chapter later than I anticipated. It seems like I only have enough time to write enough to where I post every 3 weeks or so. who know's though maybe I will get a break sooner or later. Please enjoy.
The fire bender kissed his avatar wife several times on the lips before his tongue pushed for entrance. Korra readily obliged; savoring the smoky taste of his mouth, something she could never quite grasp in memory. She had missed the feel of his rough hands roaming her body as they did now; tracing her every contour, re-familiarizing himself with the tantalizing supple flesh. Korra whined in pleasure as Mako bit her lip and left a series of kisses down her chin and neck until the collar of her shirt got in his way. His hands fumbled for the hem of her shirt and having found it he pulled it quickly over her head and discarded the garment. Just as earnestly he removed her bra and pushed her down onto her back. He hovered over her and teased one of her nipples with his mouth, his tongue circling and flicking the hardened peak. Mako groped her other breast in his hand and used his thumb to massage over her nipple.
Korra's legs wrapped around Mako's waist as she tried to pull his hips to hers, but he wouldn't let her. He pulled himself from her and sat up on his haunches so that he could pull her pants and panties from her legs. The cool air on Korra's hot naked nether region made her shiver, enticing Mako further. The look in Mako's golden eyes was purely predatory, and Korra's blood turned to fire in her veins as he moved to devour her. The moment his tongue teased her aching womanhood she whimpered in pleasure. Gently Mako took her clit between his teeth and alternated between sucking and licking the sensitive flesh. He brought her quickly to climax as her hips pushed up into his face. The quivering of Korra's hips made Mako's swollen erection throb all the harder. He needed so badly to be inside her.
Mako righted himself and didn't even have time to wipe his mouth, before Korra climbed on top of his lap and kissed him; tasting herself on his lips. It didn't matter that she had just orgasmed, several months without sex and she was on full throttle. Korra could do this all night, however she was done with the foreplay. Korra abandoned Mako's mouth to suck hard on the soft flesh of his neck. She released him only to pull the shirt from his body. Going up on her knees over Mako's lap, he had room to remove his pants and kicked them off from around his ankles. His hands moved to her hips and Korra lowered herself onto Mako's engorged shaft. Simultaneously they resealed sounds of pleasure as Mako disappeared inside of Korra; their hips colliding.
Korra raised her hips slowly, exposing almost all of Mako, before lowering herself on him just as slowly. She had missed the feel of him inside of her and wanted to savor the feeling of his length as it traveled within her. Mako Moaned lowly in her ear as he closed what little gap there was between them to let her hair out of it's bindings. He leaned back and watched her as she rode him. He liked the way her long loose hair framed her pretty face and fell over her shoulder to rest atop her pert breasts. Korra could tell he was enjoying the show so she did not move to kiss him. She held him at arm's length, her one hand on his shoulder while she used her other hand to fondle her own breast. She knew how it excited him when she touched herself.
Korra was driving Mako mad with her administrations and sounds. She was so tight, but his largeness was slick with her wetness that he still slid easily in and out of her. She felt amazing, but between her slow pace and playing with herself Mako couldn't take the tease anymore. Grabbing Korra firmly by the hips he flipped Korra her her back and with a growl pushed himself between her thighs and drove hard into her core. Korra wrapped her legs tightly around him and they roughly kissed and nipped at whatever flesh they could reach on one another. Mako felt himself getting ready to orgasm and he felt he should slow down as he could tell his partner was not yet ready for release again just yet, but he couldn't stop himself from pounding into her without remorse. Within seconds heat washed through Mako as waves of euphoria crashed through him in orgasm.
Mako had emptied himself into his beautiful wife but he wasn't ready to be done. He continued his pushing and pulling and within seconds was hard, aroused and ready for more.
"You're insatiable tonight." Korra laughed breathlessly, almost whining as she spoke, as Mako felt so good inside of her.
Mako kissed her lips "You rather I stop?" he asked in a low lusty voice.
Korra shook her head that she didn't "Should we invite Asami to join us?"
Mako moaned as Korra bit his ear. "No, she always goes to bed after she puts San down. Besides their is no way my dick is leaving your pussy right now."
"I like it when you talk dirty." said Korra into Mako's ear, her body shuddering in pleasure.
It was past midnight when Korra and Mako had decided they had gratified their carnal needs. That and Mako decided Korra should probably eat something as her stomach had started rumbling loudly during their last session. Korra sat at the kitchen island, wearing Mako's shirt as a night dress, and Mako stood across from her in only his underwear. The two of them shared cold leftover seaweed noodles and spicy rice crackers. Mako didn't eat much and mostly just watched Korra, realizing how much he missed her poor table manners and the adorable sounds she made when appreciating her food.
Korra slurped the last of her noodles and banged the empty bowl down on the table. Mako smirked at her antics and Korra felt self conscious "What?" she asked, popping a small cracker in her mouth.
Mako shrugged his shoulders "Nothing. Just thinking how impossibly cute you are when you eat. I've missed you, everything about you, even the littlest things. I'm glad your home."
Korra felt herself blush. Mako didn't hand out compliments often and he was uncomfortable talking about his feelings. Having just done both he made her feel special.
"I'm glad I'm home too. I just hope I can make things right with San and Asami. Thank you, by the way, for the welcoming homecoming." Korra felt her cheeks grow even brighter thinking about their evening's activities.
"Korra, everything is going to be ok. Don't beat yourself up over your absence. Asami realizes you are the avatar and that you love us and recognizes that your duties as the avatar and to your family are equally important. I think it's just hard for her to separate the two and to understand that you can't always fulfill family and avatar duties at the same time. I think she is having a hard time with the same issues within herself and it's easier to take it out on someone else." Mako leaned over and rested his arms on the island.
"What do you mean?" asked Korra, a little confused. "As in trying to be a mother and run her business?"
Mako reached over the island to tuck Korra's hair behind her ear "Preciously. She barely took any time off after having San, but still tries to be the perfect mother for him. She gets up early and does everything for him until the moment she walks out the door to go to the office. It doesn't matter that Jinora comes early to help, Asami won't let her. Jinora also offers to stay and help with San when Asami gets home but our wife won't have it. When she works from home she doesn't call Jinora in either and tries to work and take care of San at the same time. She gets up early, and goes to bed late. Asami is working, cooking, cleaning and taking care of our son. She is burning herself out at both ends"
Korra was shocked "No wonder she is so mad at me. If she is doing so much then she probably wonders why I'm not. Once again I messed everything up. Worst. Mother. Ever." Dejectedly she stuffed another couple crackers in her mouth. "Now I'm stress eating" said Korra, her mouth full of food.
Mako would have laughed if Korra hadn't looked so despondent. He hadn't intended to make Korra feel guilty. "I didn't mean it like that. What I am trying to say is that Asami is just pushing herself too hard. You have nothing to feel guilty about. As the avatar…"
Korra cut her husband off "No, she is right to be mad at me. This has nothing to do with me being the avatar. There were times when I could have came home and tried harder. But when things got difficult I bailed. San started getting distant and then Asami and you, to some extent, would get mad at me. I felt like I didn't belong. Instead of working harder or even just being present I ran away and used being the avatar as an excuse. Yes, I had a job to do, but I could have came home more often then I did. I just...I suck." Korra sighed as she took some responsibility for their family's current condition.
Mako came around the island to encircle his wife in his arms from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. "That is very mature of you to admit, but we all have some blame in this. Asami and I know you feel like an outsider sometimes since San has been born. We should have been more sensitive to your insecurities. I knew that when you didn't come home for a while that you had distanced yourself because of how Asami and I pushed you and argued with you about San. I tried expressing this to Asami and I think she understands it, but still she expects too much from you...and me, and herself. She has set the parenting bar so high, and in trying to reach it she has become tired and overdrawn; when her expectations fall through she gets irritable and angry."
Korra nodded and turned in towards Mako so they truly embraced. "Asami's expectations are always high, but mine should be too. I've let down myself and family. I can't change the past, but I am here now. I'm probably never going to be a perfect mother but I can try my hardest."
"That's my girl, never a quitter." replied Mako as he kissed the top of her head, and his hands found the way under her (really his) shirt to rub her bare back.
"Mako?" asked Korra, "you already want more sex? We just did it like, what...4 times?"
Mako kissed Korra's lips in response "You're not the only one who had gone without for a while. Asami has set the fathering bar rather high for me too. She is mad at me almost as much as with you, and has only given it up a handful of times since your hiatus."
"Well," said Korra as she tugged at Mako's underwear, and nipping his chin "Good thing I am home. I can't ever say no to you."