Sleep Over
Kuvira sighed, drinking a swig of her bitter choice of beer. "If you are going to be angry with Mako you have to be with me as well. I saw that pretty rock on her finger the other night,"
"I figured you did," Korra replied. "I'm not mad at either of you. It's not an easy thing to explain,"
Korra rimmed the opening of her bottle mindlessly. She only drunk about half of it and didn't really feel any better.
The ending to another episode of one of her favorite shows blared on the tv. It sounded deafening against the awkward silence shared amongst the three of them.
Mako and Kuvira glanced at one another sharing a concerned look for their water tribe friend. There wasn't anything they could really do to boost her mood.
"She doesn't plan to stay married to him, you know that right?" Mako said.
Korra stirred, "Yes but, I don't think I want to get back with her."
They both perked up a little when Korra said that. "Really?" Kuvira voiced.
"It's confusing, I still love her but, it's like trying to change a bad habit. In the moment it feels nice, but afterwards...You're reminded it's not good for you. You're just...feeding a craving"
Korra took a bite of the last steamed dumpling in their empty take out boxes and swallowed it down with a gulp.
"I know she's trying to do the right thing, but it just feels a little too late."
"You have every right to feel that way. I know personally what that is like. To run out of time." Kuvira confessed.
Korra knew she was referring to her ex-fiancé and she shared a sympathetic shrug. Most people saw her engagement with Baatar jr. as leverage to a higher class status in the Earth Kingdom. She came from nothing so naturally people painted her as a gold digger. No matter how hard she worked in school and in the military, Kuvira couldn't shake that narrative.
She never saw her love for him as a transaction, but it evolved into that.
"I'm still sorting out my feelings about a lot of things and right now I feel like I'm making the right decisions." Korra felt a sense of resolve finally voicing how she felt.
"Well, if we're done with the family therapy, do you want to watch a movie or something?" Kuvira asked.
Mako checked his phone to see it was about 10:00pm. "Actually I might head home now, it's late and I have work tomorrow."
Korra pouted. "Do you really have to go?"
"Duty calls," He said half enthusiastically.
Kuvira's gaze bounced between the two of them curiously as they spoke. All it took was for Korra to bat her long lashes and ask him to stay for Mako to plop back down on the floor. Was it too harsh to call him 'pussywhipped'?
"Just call out." Korra pleaded. "I'm sure you have vacation time to cover it."
"I can't, the new recruits start tomorrow and I'm leading orientation."
"Then I guess we shouldn't keep you up." Kuvira interrupted. She tilted her head toward the door in a sharp motion that signaled for him to get out.
"I'll stay a little longer. Until Korra wants me to go." He retorted.
Korra huffed as they glared at each other and she had half a mind to ask why they were being so hostile. They were the type of friends whose love language was verbal abuse and competitiveness. It was exhausting sometimes.
There was a knock at her door and the three of them jumped at the sound. Naga's ears perked but she was already curled up comfortably in her doggy bed and didn't want to get up to answer the door as she usually did.
"Were you expecting someone else?" Mako asked.
"No?" Korra got up to answer the call as the mystery person knocked again.
Kuvira stood up, almost in a protective way and they both answered the door together.
"I bring you alcohol and horror films!" Tahno announced. Upon looking at Korra accompanied by Kuvira he groaned.
"Oh, I had a feeling The Grudge would be here."
Korra muffled her laugh as Kuvira snarled at him. "What are you doing here?"
His expression softened, "I heard what happened, so I thought I'd stop by with some spirits." He grinned crookedly.
"Thank you Tahno" Korra figured adding one more to their party wouldn't hurt and invited him in.
He walked inside but was stopped by Kuvira's front facing palm.
"What did you bring?" Referring to the booze.
"Cactus juice cocktails."
She grimaced; "how do you guys stomach such fruity drinks?"
"Oh!" He dug into his jacket pockets, fishing around through the random things he tosses into it while at work.
"A peace offering." He pulled out a small, palm sized bottle of whiskey and tossed it to her.
Kuvira took it gratefully. "Now you're speaking my language."
xxx
For the next hour the four of them were mixing drinks and practically inhaling the contents. Korra was timid at first, not wanting to get sloppy drunk again but she was surrounded by her best friends that made her feel safe. She wouldn't be tripping over her own feet in a blackened parking lot this time. So she loosened up and decided to indulge.
Kuvira finished her choice of alcohol and began drinking the purified cactus juice straight. The liquid tasted like rubbing alcohol by itself but she was a husky drinker. Definitely on the same end as Korra when it came to having a thick stomach.
Mako was a casual drinker and decided to have a few cocktails. He wasn't interested in getting too plastered because someone had to watch over everyone else. Kuvira called him the 'DD' of the group but that wasn't an insult to him. It was in his nature to protect others.
Contrary to popular belief, Tahno spent more nights sober stressing over running his bar to actually drink what he served. Now he actually had a chance to let loose and he took grand advantage of it.
He tilted his head slowly, tongue running over the top row of his teeth as he spun the empty beer bottle in a circle.
"This is so dumb! You can't play this game *hiccup* with four people!" Korra yelled, louder than necessary.
"It'll be more interesting." He replied deviously. "Intimate even."
"Yeah, who doesn't like feeling like they're sixteen again." Kuvira said with a deadpan tone.
They were all sitting in a circle on Korra's living room floor, waiting for the twirling bottle to land on its first victim.
The bottle stopped on Kuvira and Tahno laughed, thanking the universe for his fortune.
"Kuvira..." he purred, looking her over like a grand prize.
She met his gaze confidently.
"I dare you to...kiss Mako!"
Korra spit out her green cocktail in shock. She cupped her mouth bashfully as Kuvira seemed unfazed.
"I'm not that drunk." She replied.
"That makes two of us." Mako declared.
"Come on that's not how the game works!" Tahno hissed.
"Fuck you and your game."
Korra laughed and swung her head over to her companion, "Then you have to strip" she whispered. Her blue eyes glossed over her friends body provocatively.
"Fine." Kuvira put down her glass and curled her fingers under the hem of her turtle neck shirt.
"Holy shit." Tahno muttered.
She began to pull up her shirt and as the swell of her under boob peaked out from underneath the knit fabric Korra rushed to her side.
"No! What the fuck! *hiccup* Just take your sock off or something!" She grabbed her top and yanked it back down.
Kuvira chuckled, glad her statement made it perfectly clear she had no interest in kissing or doing anything with Mako. She also found it incredibly cute Korra cared that much about her reputation.
"I'm not seeing any kissing!" Tahno yelled annoyingly.
"Just kiss me." Korra muttered in panicked frustration.
Kuvira didn't think twice about that. She cupped Korra's face and kissed her passionately.
The general couldn't tell if it was because of thier onlookers, or the fact that she had been craving this all day but she made sure to make each nip forceful and seductive. She could feel Mako's intense gaze burning a hole into her face and she bathed in it. This turned her on so much knowing he was watching, feeding her mirth with his envy. Her hand lightly trailed down the side of her face and gripped Korra's chin eagerly.
"Mmm." She hummed against her mouth tasting the sugar lingering on her tongue.
They pulled back and Korra gasped for air, her eyes jaded. It took a moment to remember they weren't alone and she reluctantly sat back down on her pillow. Her right finger tips delicately pressed against her lips embarrassingly. That was way more intense than she intended. She snuck a sly glance at Mako almost as if to apologize.
He looked away and gulped down the rest of his drink. He tried to seem unbothered, but those fleeting seconds watching their exchange shifted his mindset to other provocative activities. It also consequently fueled his jealousy. Kuvira's way of mixing those two emotions was foreign to him. It was like a contentious form of foreplay for her and oddly enough, he liked it.
Tahno looked stunned, he grabbed the bottle and pointed it towards Korra, "Okay now do that again,"
Korra threw her pillow at him, "Don't be gross!"
He dodged her attack and picked up the jug of alcohol mix, "Refills!"
Kuvira took the empty bottle as Mako and Korra had more to drink. "whose next."
She spun the glass and after six revolutions it stopped on detective Mako.
He adjusted his seat on the floor, waiting for what her invasive mind could muster up. He was definitely a little tipsy now, his senses were buzzing but he was coherent.
"Hmm.." Kuvira hummed, "Mako, I dare you to lick cherry syrup off Tahno's neck."
"God bless you!" Tahno rejoiced sarcastically.
Korra laughed, realizing just how much of a horny instigator Tahno was when he was hammered.
"Hey! Don't get too comfortable." She winked, pointing a shaky but threatening finger at him.
"FRIENDS with benefits baby." He winked.
"Fine," Mako commented accepting the challenge, mainly because he knew Kuvira thought he wouldn't do it.
Tahno ran into the kitchen and returned with a tub of sweetened cherries. He pulled one out of the container and ran the sugar soaked fruit down the side of his jugular.
"Be gentle with me. It's my first time." He teased.
"Since when?" Kuvira snorted.
"Let me live my fantasy."
Mako tried to hide his smile, but couldn't help it. Maybe it was the lack of inhibitions that made him so bold. The buzz was definitely hitting him hard and he just decided to run with it. He patted his lap and Tahno eagerly straddled his legs.
Korra whistled in the background, cheering them on like a couple of show girls.
Tahno leaned over Mako, getting so close to him to smell the amber grit of his cologne. Mako tilted his head slightly and glided his tongue from the base of Tahno's collarbone up to the nap of his ear.
Korra clapped eagerly as they separated. "Ba-Bravo!"
Tahno ate the cherry casually as he dismounted from Mako's lap. He sat down again looking visibly pleased.
Mako swallowed the tart, sweet substance and honestly felt a sense of triumph. "That's how you play the game." He said, looking directly at Kuvira who sat across from him.
She rolled her eyes as he twirled the bottle.
"Korra, I'll give you a choice. Truth or dare."
"Mmmm.." Korra cupped her cheek and thought about it. She was drunk enough to be convinced to skinny dip in Republic City river at this point so maybe a dare wasn't the best idea.
"Truth" She slurred.
Mako asked the first question to pop into his head. "First person you've ever had sex with?"
Korra blushed and dropped her head in her hand. "Umm.." Her cheeks were bright red and rosy.
"You don't have to answer." Kuvira teased, tugging on Korra's pajama top playfully.
"No, it's not that embarrassing."
Mako was genuinely curious now, he never asked in the past mainly because Korra's body count wasn't important to him.
The water tribe heir looked up at him sincerely, her blue eyes innocently cat-like.
"You." She spoke clearly.
He looked surprised at first, thinking she was joking. She smiled tenderly and his gaze softened in gratitude. He almost thought the heir to the southern water tribe had plenty of suitors back home. Korra said arranged marriages were still a thing there. Even in Republic City people were courting for her attention before he met her, even Bolin.
Kuvira's gaze passed between the two of them again and she felt, indifferent. Even when they were drunk, they looked at one another like they were the only ones in the room. So tenderly focused on each other.
She downed her alcohol as the prickling sting of jealousy set in. Honestly, she craved that feeling; that connection.
Korra cleared her throat and picked up the bottle. "O-okay.. me next."
She spun the bottle, "oh! Mako, truth or dare."
"Dare."
Korra snickered as her thumb ran over her bottom lip. Tahno sat across from her silently encouraging another spicy interaction with prissy boy.
"I dare you to... transfer a cherry from your mouth, to Kuvira's."
The General whipped her head around and leered at Korra liked she just spoke a foreign language. Her gaze was that of someone deeply betrayed.
Korra only glanced at her apologetically, her pouty round eyes not working nearly as effectively on her as they do with Mako.
Clearly she didn't agree to this.
Mako didn't say anything, he took off his leather jacket and tossed it onto Korra's couch. His non-verbal statement making it perfectly clear he had no desire to do anything with Kuvira either.
"Ooooh." Tahno teased as if Mako had just insulted her, which in retrospect he did.
Kuvira sucked her teeth seeming not in the least bit offended, from the outside looking in anyway.
"Will you do the honors?" Korra asked Tahno as she opened the jar. She picked up a cherry and popped it between her teeth.
"I thought you'd never ask" he smirked.
They crawled toward one another and tried to transfer the cherry from her mouth to his. Their lips didn't actually touch in a real kiss mostly because they had no coordination to achieve the task. Their breaths were hot and stained with the stench of alcohol as they pushed their faces against each other. They were giggling like idiots trying to achieve a task that would be way easier if they weren't hammered.
"Stop-mov-ing" She mumbled. Their balance waned as he finally bit into the cherry and sucked it into his mouth.
"At least we are actually serious *hiccup* about this game." Korra sighed.
The moment she said that a light when off in their heads. Tahno winked letting her know they were on the same page and they sat back down.
One by one they spun the bottle and every time it landed on Mako they dared him to play with Kuvira and every time it landed on Kuvira, they dared her to play with Mako.
Socks, shirts, pants, jewelry, one by one their clothes were thrown aside. They had successfully avoided every dare thrown at them and by midnight they were both almost completely naked. Kuvira ended up having to remove her shirt but she didn't mind the attention. She knew she looked good enough to gawk over. Even in Mako's timid eyes he was looking, respectfully of course.
He wasn't ashamed to admit Kuvira was an attractive woman. She was strong and intelligent and forthright and... He stopped and blinked, letting his mind go blank. The room was definitely swaying a bit and his nauseousness was making him delusional.
They were both so stubborn and cutthroat that it resulted in them relinquishing all control to their drunk counterparts. Mako was only in a pair of blue boxers and across from him Kuvira sat just as exposed. Her underwear however was high cut and framed her hips and ass like a cheeky bikini. The alcohol only lowered their sense of judgment, but they still knew what they were doing. So why didn't they just stop? Sure, they'd be sore losers and would never hear the end of it, but they didn't really have to do this.
Unless a part of them secretly wanted to but they just couldn't admit it.
Korra was happier, that was the only positive consequence they could think of to justify this scenario.
"This is amazing!" Korra cackled. Her and Tahno were breathless with laughter.
The cactus juice was entirely consumed and the game was almost over. They drunkenly rejoiced in mischievous delight as their plan worked. This was the most fun Korra has had in a long time.
"Okay, last round." She announced.
Kuvira avoided Mako's gaze and he the same with her as the bottle spun. This was getting awkward now, Korra and Tahno didn't notice but to them the tension was unavoidable. They were coming down from their respective drunkenness, too busy removing clothes to take Tahno's refills, and the remnants of the irrevocable striptease left them a bit...heated, for lack of a better term.
They were buzzed, frustrated, jealous, and needfully praying for this to be over.
Korra whirled the bottle, her eyes locked with Tahno as they both had the same idea as to how they wanted to end the finale of this victorious session of Spin-the-Bottle.
One article of clothing left to dispose of or what other option do they have? It only needed to land on one of them to let their idiot friends humiliate them even further than they already had.
"Yes! Mako, Ten minutes in heaven with Kuvira!" Korra beamed.
The two victims looked at each other intensely. Ten minutes or get completely naked. Tahno was obnoxiously encouraging them to do the latter.
"Woo! Take it off~!" Korra chimed in, pretending her take out napkins were dollar bills.
Kuvira seemed irritated and ready to get this over with. Mako felt the same but with the added pressure of his bulge laying atop his thigh. After seconds to think they both stood up and followed Korra out of the living room.
The princess opened her supply closet and escorted them inside like toddlers being put in time out.
"Have fun!" She slammed it shut and her and Tahno belted in contagious laughter.
"Start the time!" Kuvira spat.
"Okay okay, starting now. Enjoy~" Tahno announced. They skipped away with giddy pleasure leaving the two enemies alone to their own devices.
Mako stood on one side of the closet and Kuvira on the other. They were facing away from each other in complete silence. There was only about a foot of distance between the two of them so personal space was little to none.
Kuvira closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. She didn't like being sexually frustrated and to be completely honest she thought this night was going to end much differently. Still naked, but with Korra's body pressed against her instead of Mako's warm, muscular...
"Last time I get this drunk.." Mako groaned, trying to break the silence while unintentionally interrupting her thoughts.
Kuvira scoffed, "Not with Tahno around."
"He makes Korra happy so... I don't mind." He shrugged.
Kuvira dropped her pride and turned around. She leaned against the cabinets and dropped her hands to her side uncaring of her nudity.
Mako's back was to her face and she slowly drew a line from his shoulder down his spine to the dip of his hips. He was very well defined and she never realized how physically fit he was. His shoulders were so broad, the muscle under his skin firm, his tight little ass-
"I can feel you staring at me."
"Then turn around." She replied.
"I can't..." he grunted. He glanced down at his bulge that was steadily increasing into a full sized erection and cursed under his breath.
"I've seen a penis before Mako."
He shot a stern glance over his shoulder, then quickly away when he saw she was facing him. "Well not mine."
Kuvira ran her thumb across her bottom lip, "I'm sorry I didn't realize how nervous you were."
"I'm just trying to be respectful.." He snapped. "Are you keeping time?"
Kuvira obviously didn't have a watch on her but she was trying to count in her head. "A little over a minute maybe.."
"Jeez" He grunted. It already felt like an hour being in here with her.
She crossed her arms over her chest. "Just turn around. We're already practically naked."
He ignored her.
"Are you mad I blue balled you the other night? Sorry, that was selfish of me." She smirked.
Mako knew she was referring to the abrupt end of their threesome when she hung up just at the brink of Korra's climax. She was trying to rub it in his face but that wasn't a strong tactic.
"Don't be sorry, it wont be the last time I hear Korra moan."
He seemed a little too smug with himself but Kuvira enjoyed it now, more than she did before. He was getting quite good at this game, this inconspicuous role play between two dominants and their submissive.
"Right" She lightly traced her finger over her nipple. Admittedly she was incredibly horny and didn't find any shame in relieving herself.
"You know it wasn't Korra's idea to call you."
He shifted his weight and drew a long breath.
She laughed, "you don't believe me?"
"No," he replied.
"It's true I wanted to call you."
Mako really didn't want to talk about this. It was only getting him more riled up thinking about the other night. His bulge expanding in his boxers began to feel so uncomfortable. He just wanted some relief, his mind was too committed to that sole purpose.
"Now why would you do that?" He asked as curiosity got the best of him.
"I knew Korra would enjoy it and honestly I was... intrigued."
She licked her thumb and index finger before rubbing the peaks of her nipples and tugging on them. "Mmh," She hissed inwardly, groping the flesh of her breast roughly.
"Time." He muttered. His erection was stiff and aching now.
He had to keep the length of him slightly bent or else the head of his cock would be smushed into the wall. He just wanted to get out of here, find a bathroom, take a shower. The more lewd part of him wished Korra wasn't drunk and they were alone. Then he could take out all of this frustration on her...
He furrowed his brows realizing his thoughts were only making this worse. But he couldn't stop.
"Forget about the time. Leave if you want to...they're too drunk to care" she breathed, her mind was drifting now. The beat of her heart pulsating from between her legs. Flashes of their threesome clouded her vision and mixed with the persuasion of cactus juice.
She slid her hand past her naval and slowly began to draw circles over her clit. A bleeding warmth spread through her lower abdomen relaxing the muscles in her thighs.
"Fuck..." she whispered.
Mako knew what she was doing, they were too close in proximity for him not to feel her slight movements and uneven breaths. His heart was pounding, he could feel the tip of his dick dripping along his shaft.
"S-stop" he ordered hastily.
Kuvira smirked, "oh? You're still here..."
Her tone was teasing and enacting a challenge. No one was forcing the door closed and she surely wasn't making him stay.
Kuvira bent her knees and sat back on what felt like a storage container. Her legs were as wide as she could manage without kneeing Mako in the shin. She groaned softly as her fingers massaged down her clothed outer lips. She was wet and warm to the touch, even over the cotton of her underwear.
"Hm, you must of enjoyed what you heard, but I can't help but wonder if you'd perform the same in person."
Her voice was like sin and his teeth bit into the forbidden fruit.
"Enough." He grunted.
Mako turned around and pressed his back against the wall ignoring the cleaning supplies falling from the shelves. He hooked his thumbs into his boxers and pulled them down to his mid thigh. His erection sprang to life, snapping up from under the elastic band of his trousers.
Her critical eyes traveled past his abs to the flesh he now desperately took in his hand. His grip was tight and fast as his wrist twisted around his shaft in short bursts of desperation.
He was reddened, thick, and slightly curved with veins protruding just beneath the skin.
Kuvira couldn't break her gaze from this lewd display of indecency. No wonder he had such an annoying amount of confidence when it came to pleasing Korra. She tried to deny it even as it was literally staring her in the face; every indisputable inch.
Mako was hung..
xxx
Korra and Tahno began to clean up the living room with the little ounce of brain power they had left. Their definition of clean however, meant throwing everything in a garbage bag and dealing with it in the morning. Naga was sound asleep and they tried to be quiet but failed miserably.
"Ow!" Korra cried as she tripped over a pillow and smacked the ground. She rolled over onto her back defeated.
Tahno ran down the hall from the kitchen and rounded her couch urgently. "I hope you have health insurance you clumsy bitch!" He bent down to help her up but she grabbed his hands and pulled him down with her. He collapsed beside his tipsy friend and pushed his hair out of his face with a puzzled look.
"What?" Korra whispered.
"Shhh!" His lips were pursed dramatically, "I'm not hearing any blood curtailing screams yet, think they'll manage?"
She yawned, placing her head in her hand, "I hope so, I wish I knew why they hated each other so much"
"I don't think it's hate, I think it's just hormones. Which is why shoving them both in a closet might do them some good."
Tahno stood up and put in one of the horror films he brought over. "Koh the face stealer"
Korra slumped onto the couch, "that old film?"
"Appreciate the classics." He said. "Japanese horror is severely underrated-" She audibly groaned in protest as he began to start another one of his film enthusiast lectures.
"Grab a blanket please!" Korra whined, she was ready to pass out now and wait for the world to stop swaying.
He opened the linen cabinet and took out a throw blanket. He flicked off the living room light and plopped down beside his drunkenly fatigued friend.
Korra laid against his chest and snuggled up close to him under the blanket as the movie started. The blue tint of the tv screen illuminated the room.
"Hormones?" She breathed tiredly.
"The tension" he added. "People don't hate each other without having some underling attraction. Don't ask me why that makes sense...It just does..."
"Hmmm" She batted her lashes and watched the screen only half interested in a movie he's forced her to watch several times before. Her eyelids were getting heavier with the promise of sleep as she yawned against his chest. "Well, we did sorta have sex together..."
Tahno blinked, "YOU WHAT!?"
xxx
Kuvira pulled her underwear to one side and threaded her fingers between her lips. It felt so good to finally untie this knot. Her middle and ring fingers penetrated her sex deeply before pulling out and gliding back inside in rhythmic timing.
Mako's eyes were lowered, almost closed but just open enough to see what they were doing. He was so focused on what he was imagining and Kuvira didn't have to guess what it was. Korra laying beneath them... taking turns..switching positions...using teeth and hands to explore and taste one another.
Maybe they could share her? Occasionally indulge? Was this game finally coming to an end and the results a consensual truce?
"Fuck.." Mako moaned. His hips bucked forward and Kuvira quickly slapped her hand against his chest holding him steady.
"Watch it pretty boy" She didn't want to get too close although they were practically breathing in each others faces from the limited room in this box of a closet.
As tantalizing as the image of how well-endowed he was, she didn't want to go any further than this. Though tempting he made it seem.
Kuvira's head fell back against her shoulders as she released a heated breath. She palmed her clit, quickening her orgasm with every circular motion.
Mako followed soon behind her, his open fist massaged the underside of his length, teasing the sensitive skin there. His opposite hand encircled his head, rubbing the velvet skin and scraping along the lip of its base. "ah-ha"
Kuvira could feel his body start to shake, she bit into her bottom lip as a moan escaped her chest. "Mnh!"
Their bodies writhed, rolled and thrusted against their hands in desperation. Mako watched as Kuvira's abs flexed and relaxed with the movement of her hips. He could tell she used to be a performer by how naturally aware of her body she was. She rode each movement of her wrists like a proactive dance, it was mesmerizing to watch.
"Oh..hmm" he groaned.
The act of masturbating with another person was never something Mako has done before. He made a mental note that he had to do this with Korra at some point. Watch the way she liked to touch herself, take note to all the little intricacies she enjoyed. It was surprisingly so intimate.
Kuvira's nails scraped down his chest as her body tensed. Mako didn't think but rather reacted to her advancement and pinched one of her nipples. She gasped and arched her back as pulled on it hard.
"ah!" Her body tensed as her climax rippled threw her limbs. A moment later Mako reached his end as well, he frantically pulled up his boxers as his seed spilled into the cotton of his shorts.
"Fuck y-yess,"
They stood breathing heavy for a moment before slowly opening their eyes. Mako looked stunned like a child caught stealing an extra piece of candy from a jar of sweets.
Kuvira pulled her hand away from his chest and looked to the door, "Well...that was certainly more than ten minutes."
"Oh" Mako thought, he almost completely forgot where they were.
Kuvira opened the door and they fiddled through the mess they had made on the way out of the closet. Immediately they noticed how suspiciously quiet it was.
The pair strolled into the living room to find their clothes on the middle coffee table and Tahno and Korra fast asleep on the couch.
"Parties over." Mako spoke quietly as he pulled his shirt over his head.
"You good to drive officer?" Kuvira asked walking up to Korra and Tahno after getting dressed.
Mako shook his head, it was better to be safe than sorry and wait till all of the alcohol was out of his system.
"No, I think I'll crash here tonight." He turned the tv off.
"Korra." Kuvira whispered.
"Don't wake her up unless you have a death wish." Mako bent down and carefully picked up their slumbering friend. "I got her, you get Tahno."
Mako walked away and up the stairs making slow and deliberate steps like Korra was precious cargo.
Kuvira watched him leave with her hands on her hips. Did he expect her to give that same treatment to Tahno?
She threw the blanket off his frail body and placed her hands on his chest, shaking him awake. "Tahno" she said with a stern voice. He groaned but didn't wake up testing her patience.
"Tahno!" She yelled slapping the side of his face.
His eyes popped open abruptly, frantically focusing on his attacker. "What the f-"
"Go get in bed.." Kuvira sighed.
Mako laid Korra down and placed her comforter over her body. She wiggled under the covers getting herself nice and comfortable. He was happy she didn't wake up and made his way out of her room to the office downstairs.
A few moments passed and Korra felt another body crawl under her covers. "Mm...Mako?"
"Unfortunately no," Kuvira yawned.
Korra tiresomely rolled over to greet her, "I didn't...mean it like that."
Her eyes were closed and Kuvira could tell she was still asleep. Probably wouldn't remember any of this in the morning.
"I know" she replied.
"Why do you...hate Mako...so much?" Korra mumbled.
Kuvira paused, truly contemplating the answer. She was sitting up against the head board suddenly feeling less fatigued than before. "I don't hate Mako Korra, Well...I don't particularly like him but..."
She gazed at Korra's soft face as she slept. Her chest slowly rising and falling under the soft moonlight peaking between her curtains.
"I envy him," Kuvira whispered. She laid down and forced her eyes closed.
Korra mumbled something incoherently as Kuvira fought back the negative thoughts dancing in her head. This little getaway of hers ended far too soon and she now had to return to her duties in Ba Sing Se. Face her failed relationship and the judgment that'll soon follow. She wasn't ready to leave yet, these past few days with her old friends was somehow so therapeutic and for the first time in a long time the weight of the world was lifted from her shoulders.
That was over now, she told herself. Time to face reality and hopefully come out on top. Even if she had to do it alone.
I envy him because he has you...