Happy Valentine's Day ;) -Kurocache
New Rules
Korra very carefully sat down on the sofa in Tenzin's living room. She was careful not to disturb the slumbering three year old that was snuggled up against her chest. She was dressed in a fitted tank top and oversized sweat pants having just taken a shower when she heard his soft cry.
Rohan always had trouble sleeping if he wasn't with his parents but Korra was patient enough to wait for him to fall back asleep. It was almost midnight and everyone else was tucked in for bed. His soft grey eyes were heavy as he fought the urge to close them.
She lightly rubbed his back in concentric circles remembering when her mother did the same motion to her when she was little. It never failed to relax and make her feel safe.
The home was quiet and smelled slightly of incenses which honestly put her in a calming mood as well. After a few minutes she knew it had worked its charm for he was asleep again.
She stood up and walked down the dimly lit hallway to his nursery. The estate was very open in its architecture, having been modeled after actual air temples. The walls were a rustic orange tint like clay and the floor a marble-like stone. The walls were lined with tea cup style lanterns that guided her to his room.
Korra opened his door and laid him down in his bed. He rustled a bit before settling under his covers and she quickly made her escape.
On her way back Korra made sure to stop and check in on everyone else. She opened Jinora's door to see she was asleep. Next was Ikki, who was also fast asleep with Naga happily laying in her bed with her. Meelo was finally asleep, although Korra took an extra moment to make sure of it as he tended to be the one that gave her the most trouble. He was just so headstrong but she didn't mind it. She loved all of Tenzin's children like her own siblings. Being an only child she missed out on the banter and comradery that came with having siblings. The company of people close to your age.
As Korra sauntered back into the living room her phone began to ring. She figured it was Tenzin checking in, again, as he had done several times throughout the day.
Him and Pema took a little vacation for their anniversary so that was why she was babysitting. They were only a few hours away but that didn't soften Tenzin's separation anxiety.
To her surprise it wasn't Tenzin calling her at such a late hour.
"Hello?" She voiced.
"Hey...Korra. I-It's Mako."
His voice was rough and raspy like he had just woken up. She smirked, "I can see that.."
The water-tribe princess glanced at the clock to see it was midnight. She saw him only a few hours ago when she left Narook's with the kids. What a nefarious time to be calling someone unannounced.
She walked around the living room with the tip of her thumb in between her teeth.
Was this a booty call?
Mako was definitely more bold than she initially thought, but this was different. He never tried something like this before, she decided to just go with it.
"Why such a late call?" She asked, trying to sound naive.
There was silence for a moment, truthfully Mako couldn't sleep and he blamed his restlessness on Korra being the only thing occupying his mind. He used his tired lack of inhibitions as an excuse to ignore his doubts and call her anyway.
"I umm... I've been wanting to talk to you all week actually, I just didn't know how."
Korra felt the sting of guilt. She had been wanting to talk to him too. So much so that she was venting to Jinora about it and little "fly on the wall" Ikki heard it too.
-She hasn't shut up about you all day- ugh! Korra could feel the embarrassment.
"I could have reached out too... I wasn't trying to ignore you." She whispered. "For some reason it's just-"
"Awkward.."
They both breathed a sign of relief that they felt mutually the same.
Korra walked into the kitchen, not really looking for something to eat, just keeping herself occupied as they talked.
"It kinda feels like...we should know what we're doing."
"Every friendship is different so I guess there is no one way to go about it."
"Yeah and I don't want to get too excited and push you away." Korra confessed. She didn't want to come on too strong knowing he liked his space. They were already sharing one form of intimacy so she wanted to respect that.
On the other hand she had such a strong desire to catch up on lost time. Despite knowing things will never be what they once were.
The detective sighed, "I'm sorry I made you feel that way. But I promise you, I'm not going anywhere this time.."
Korra swooned trying to ignore the fluttering feeling in her stomach, "Thank you, you don't know how much that means to me."
Her voice was low to almost a whisper like she was speaking a confession.
"I think I do." Mako replied, just as softly.
Truthfully, he felt like he had expectations to uphold. Which in a way he did; he needed to show Korra some transparency, like she has done for him.
Korra walked around the kitchen counter feeling the tile floor chill her bare feet.
"So...umm..Do we just throw out the rules we made? They kind of contradict a lot now." She laughed.
Mako chuckled, "yeah I'm glad you brought that up. I'm open to a bit of modification..."
Korra hummed with intrigue at the slick confidence in his voice. She glanced at a bowl of fruit on the counter.
"Like what?" She prompted.
Her fingers aimlessly danced over the multicolored food like she was choosing which one to eat.
"No sex in public..." he began.
Korra tensed for a moment, praying he wasn't going to punish her for their shenanigans during the conference. She could admit things went a bit over board.
"Throw it out.." he declared.
Korra coughed up a breathless gasp as her hand unconsciously squeezed an item of fruit from the bowl.
"Uh-ha" She stuttered, "Umm, y-yeah I..." she picked up the fruit to see it was a banana and frantically dropped it. "I wasn't expecting that..B-but doable..um totally doable."
Mako began to blush, he knew Korra would be surprised by that request. "I know we made the compromise to be discreet but I like it too much to care now.."
Ever since the conference his mind constantly thought of when and where they could be together and his previous stance was just an annoying limitation. He had so many fantasies of taking Korra in various places that he really wanted to try.
"Out of curiosity...Was it the vibrator or almost getting caught by Bolin that changed your mind?" She said sarcastically.
Mako's face was beet red, "uhh...maybe a bit of everything actually.."
"Really?" Korra spoke, her mouth fixed into a sultry smile.
"I have my moments" He laughed, and quite honestly he finally understood Korra's perspective. The rush and adrenaline added to the sensuality.
"You know I like this rebellious side of Mako.." Korra purred.
"I might have a few ideas-"
"Like what?" Korra interrupted eagerly. If there was one thing she wanted to pry open, it was Mako's dirty mind. It was always the quiet, serious people that turned out to be closeted freaks.
He smirked deviously, "You'll find out eventually..."
She shivered at the seductive tone in his voice. "You're no fun..."
"I'll remember you said that." He threatened.
Korra looked out the window that faced Republic Bay. The water was dark and calm, reflecting the various hues of the city. Far into the distance, she could see the bright lights of the Golden Palace arena.
She suddenly thought back to all their old college tournaments. Being in the arena or cheering on the sidelines. She had the idea of inviting him to join her to watch a game sometime but was unsure how he'd take it.
"Ohh..Um we can for sure hang out as friends.. I want to make that clear. No need for stupid civil meetings."
Korra's eyes swept the ground nervously as the doubtful, anxiety ridden part of her brain thought he would protest this.
"Of course...and it doesn't have to feel like a date."
"Not at all! No pressure! Just two friends..hanging out. No weirdness."
She walked to the fridge and opened it. Her eyes glossed over the left over take out as she contemplated sneaking a bite.
"This should be kept a secret, no changes there, although a few people know about it now..."
"Sorry.." Korra cringed, "but I promise Tahno won't tell anyone and Kuvira is more than willing to comply."
Mako cleared his throat at the mention of Korra's strait-laced friend.
"Speaking of, I'm still open to dating other people...I know you and Kuvira have a thing and-"
"From what she told me you guys have a little bit of a thing too.." Korra quickly slapped her hand over her mouth.
Fuck! The words slipped out before she had time to catch them. At first she wasn't going to tell him Kuvira told her what they did during their "10 minutes in heaven". Guess that didn't matter much now.
"She told you about the other night..."
"You really think I wasn't going to ask if you two did anything? I wasn't that drunk to forget."
Mako groaned,"Korra look-"
"And here I thought you guys hated each other."
"It's not like that"
"Hey I'm not judging!"
"It was... the game.." He stammered.
"Right right..."
"Don't make this a thing."
"Hey Kuvira's attractive Mako-"
"Korra." He grunted.
"And wildly persuasive-"
"We were drunk."
"Making sober decisions!"
"I'm going to hang up on you."
Korra giggled from the amusement she felt from teasing him like this. Mako smirked, secretly enjoying hearing Korra laugh. It had been so long since he was around her so casually, when she was truly content.
"Okay okay...I'm sorry." She closed the fridge and waltz out of the kitchen.
He sighed, "I don't know what that was but I don't think either of us want to elaborate..."
Korra whined dramatically as she threw herself down onto the couch. "aww that sucks...Cause I was really hoping for a threesome."
Mako swallowed, not entirely sure if she was joking. "Haven't we already done that?"
"I mean a real one.." Korra mumbled.
"With Kuvira?"
"maybe... I've thought about it a few times actually," Her nails drew intricate designs into the sofa fabric mimicking the spiraling nerves in her stomach.
"Kuvira was...interested. When I told her what I was thinking."
"Really? Did she say that?" Mako was a bit skeptical. He felt like Korra's excitement was embellishing a few details.
"Not explicitly, we talked for a while and things with her and Bataar Jr. aren't getting any better. She's in this mindset of letting loose and going with the flow of things. Real lack of control story arc." Korra joked. "So right now, I think she's open to a lot of things she's never considered before. Making up for lost time."
"Oh," Mako sighed, "I'm sorry to hear that."
"She also thinks it's ungodly how massive your dick is.."
Mako's face scrunched up awkwardly as Korra laughed on the other end of the line.
"aah-I...really didn't need to know that."
"She's absolutely mortified." Korra snickered. "But impressed with my...'perseverance' "
He rubbed his brow bone fighting off the hazy memory. He could count on one hand how many people have seen him naked and to think Kuvira was now on that list...
"You really enjoy this don't you?"
"Why yes I do." She grabbed a pillow and laid back against the cushion happily.
"But...if you're open to adding another person. Assuming someone we are both comfortable with, than so am I."
Mako thought for a moment. At times both of them can get caught up in the act and with another person jealousy can certainly become an issue. But as long as they talked through how they felt and worked on their communication, hopefully a conflict wouldn't arise.
"I can see the possibilities of adding another person." Mako said casually. "Sure."
"You didn't specifically say Kuvira though..." Korra pouted.
"Maybe I wasn't thinking of Kuvira..." He replied.
"Oh? You have someone in mind too?" Korra was genuinely surprised, Mako wasn't the type to really pursue people for flings.
"No, not really.." he replied rather bluntly.
Korra didn't dwell on that much, if he didn't want it to be Kuvira she shouldn't persist. They both had to agree after all.
"Oh, we can get rid of the other rule"
"What do you mean?"
"The rule about pet names..." Korra breathed.
At first she thought it was a bit too intimate when he called her things like 'baby' but similarly to him, her preferences changed.
"Oh? What made you change your mind?"
Korra squeezed a pillow against her chest in an attempt to quell the rapid pace of her heart. She hesitated to respond as her cheeks burned a rose red.
Mako bit his lip, noticing her timidness and decided to take advantage of the situation.
"Korra? You still there?" He teased.
She flipped over onto her stomach and stuffed the pillow under her chest for support.
"Yes..umm. Truthfully when we were in the closet and you were saying...things." She looked down at her hand anxiously picking at the cushion. "I really liked it."
Mako smiled, "which part exactly? I do recall saying quite a few things."
Korra rolled her eyes as her face suddenly felt hot with the flash backs of their dirty deeds.
"You know what I'm talking about." She grumbled into the speaker of her phone.
"Oh.." Mako pressed his phone to his mouth and slightly clenched his teeth. "Say it." He ordered.
Korra closed her eyes as his voice shivered down her spine and made her toes curl. The deep growl in his throat sucked the air out of her lungs.
When she didn't reply again he snickered, "Now what am I supposed to call you when you misbehave?"
Korra swooned, her eyes shut tightly as her mind began to wonder to dangerous territory.
"you can call me what ever you want.." she whispered.
Mako swallowed as the blood rushed from his head to more favorable places.
"Good girl."
Korra sat up and quickly stepped off the couch. She silently fled through the halls to the guest loft where she was staying for the time being.
Once inside her room she shut the door and pressed her back against it. "That, I love when you say that.." she whispered.
Mako sat up in his bed, kicking his comforter down past his thighs. He could tell by the breathlessness of her voice that she was in the mood for a change in conversation.
"Tell me more..." He ordered. He closed his eyes, letting her words paint a picture for him.
Korra groaned as her heart began to beat faster. That was such a loaded command she didn't even know where to begin. Her mind was racing in a matter of seconds.
She bit her lip, hesitant at first as she remembered the last time she spoke honestly to him. I miss this...she once said and we all know how that ended.
"I-I don't want to-"
"Stop Korra." Mako began, his voice stern but understanding. "There is nothing you could say that would make me leave...I know that now."
Their contract was built on the understanding that something was there. Korra was getting over a break-up and chose to pursue Mako's help. Mako wanted a connection, no matter how shallow, because he couldn't find that anywhere else. He didn't have to agree with this, but he too felt that bond they were both so afraid to ignite again.
But they could play with fire, as long as it was carefully controlled.
"Oh" Korra's knees gave out and she slid down to a seat on the hardwood floor. The heaviness she once felt, the anxiety, was instantly relieved.
"I want you..." She confessed. Her eyes fluttered closed as she began to image him. His brooding expression and firm jawline. His broad shoulders and thick arms accompanied by large, weathered hands.. His sharp, hazel eyes that lit her on fire.
"Then I am yours..."
Korra felt that spark catch fire. It crackled through her limbs and glimmered to life. "touch me..." She whispered.
Mako grunted, not yet pleasing himself, just letting the urge build.
"And kiss me..." She gasped, as if physically feeling the press of his lips.
-Warmth...He was always so warm..-
Korra threaded her left hand under her shirt and pulled it up over her head. "Call me yours..." She whimpered.
His good girl, or bad, it didn't matter. What she truly enjoyed was when he made up his mind, when he knew what he wanted. Even to the point where he fought for her; intimidated "The Intimidated".
Mako moaned finally allowing himself a bit of relief. He shimmied his boxers down his legs and gently massaged his member with gradual pressure.
"You're my girl Korra...you always have been"
Korra pressed her phone desperately close to her ear, just to be sure she heard that correctly. The well flooding from the pit of her chest overflowed and spilled down the waterline of her eyes. She stammered as silence filled the static space between the signal of their call.
"Korra? Are you okay?" He could hear her sniffling and hoped he didn't say the wrong thing.
She quickly wiped her face, feeling the dampness of her eyelashes on the tips of her fingers. They weren't tears of sadness but buoyant relief. It was scary to trust him again, to trust this foundation they were going to build a relationship on, but she was hopeful, more than ever.
"Yeah...I'm fine." She stood up from the floor and made her way to the bed. She disrobed her sweatpants and laid down under the sheets.
"Do you want to-"
"I don't want to stop," Korra protested. She parted her thighs and lightly rubbed the inner fat of her legs. Her hand traveled to her hip as she slowly massaged her skin.
"Try this..."
Korra paused unexpectedly and waited.
"Place your thumb and index finger in your mouth.."
Korra did as he said, plucking those digits between her lips. Her tongue swiped along her skin as she lathered them up.
"Now rub your nipple..." Mako groaned, squeezing himself tightly. "Swipe your finger back and forth, like my tongue tasting you.."
Korra gasped, it did feel just as he described. Her wet fingers mimicking the sensation of his textured tongue.
"Now pinch," He ordered, "Like my teeth"
"Ah!" Korra tugged hard on herself, her eyes closed as she imagined it was his incisors biting viciously into her.
"Fuck! hmm." Korra palmed her breasts, sucking her fingers in-between her groping to keep them damp. She could see him, feel him licking and biting her chest. Even though it was fabricated it still felt amazing.
"Do you like that?" Mako asked, although he already knew the answer. He mainly asked this as a check point to let her voice periodically if she wanted to stop, slow down, or continue.
"Slowly begin to touch yourself, just around the edge...just enough to trace your desire- hhmm" He furrowed his brows, imagining her laid out on her bed, legs open; obeying his every word.
He pictured the window curtains drawn and Korra's brown skin illuminated by the blue hue of the moon. Her plush lips red from how hard she bit into them, bringing blood to the surface. He watched the feverish movement of her hands as she played with herself. Wishing it was his dick in place of her fingers.
Damn... He bit into his lip, trying not to get too carried away.
Korra was moaning louder now, the rustling of her sheets giving him a clear picture of what she was doing.
"I didn't tell you to do that yet." Mako spat, his voice playful but still threatening.
Korra hissed "Well you're not moving fast enough.." Her fingers were positioned over her clit, saturated from her heavy petting.
"Keep your fingers wet, and swipe your clit between them."
Korra's wrist flicked back and forth, her small bead of pleasure sandwiched between her index and middle finger as she stroked it. She was shocked it felt so similar to when he would suck on her clit. The tugging of his lips, followed by a quick release and gentle pull.
"Hnmm." She cooed, her knees parting wider as she relaxed further into her mattress.
"Good..." Mako sighed, he was working his shaft finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate. His fist full and slick as he jerked at taught skin.
"Move down the sides of your lips, but don't go inside."
Korra writhed under the palm of her hand. Her fingers rimmed her entrance, applying so much pressure like a deep tissue massage.
"Agh! Haaha!"
She hissed between her teeth ignoring her defiant nature to penetrate. She tried her best to do what he said, but was slowly loosing that fight.
The more she avoided her ache the stronger it got. Playing along the outskirts of what she really wanted was growing tiresome by the second.
"Oh..mm." Mako was stroking faster now, he knew Korra was needing more and he wanted to be there to finish along with her. He thumbed the tip of his head, imagining the feel of her tongue licking along his skin.
"fuck.." He breathed. Korra moaned, regaining his attention.
"One finger.." He muttered.
"oh fuck off!" Korra groaned. She penetrated her middle and ring fingers deep inside herself, pushing down to her knuckles effortlessly. She cried out in relief as the throbbing of her sex was finally attended to.
Mako chuckled. Truthfully he was going to keep this up for as long as she would allow. He knew she wouldn't last very long, but wanted to test her patience.
"Oh fuck! yes!" Korra panted as she fucked herself fast and hard. Her phone was slipping from the place between her face and shoulder.
She wanted to use both hands now but couldn't find a proper place for her phone. She didn't want to put it on speaker in case one of the kids woke up and wondered throughout the house. The last thing she wanted was for anyone to over hear.
"Ooohh" She curled her fingers and rubbed a very delicate place within her. Her toes curled as she moaned into the speaker of her device. Her left hand rubbed her clit in fast circles while her right hand ventured inside.
Mako worked up and down his length, his thighs were shaking as he listened to Korra cry out. He wished he could be there and give her every inch of him.
The weight in his palm and girth his fingers wrapped around reminded him of his capability. He was never one to disappoint her and now had verbal confirmation he wasn't lacking in that department.
He pumped faster and moaned again. She could take all of it, all of him.
"Mako!" Korra yelled.
"I'm here..." he replied.
Korra tossed her head back against her pillows as her body began to shake. She was slick enough to insert another finger and dared to add a third digit.
"Oh fuck!" She shrilled, and to think it paled in comparison to the real thing.
Mako pumped faster as his orgasm began to build. He laid back against his headboard as he felt slightly lightheaded.
"Ah! Can I-can I cum!" Korra pleaded.
Mako was shocked she even asked, he figured she gave up their little roleplay minutes ago. But hearing her plead for his permission was just the erotic push he needed to have his seed spill all over his hips and stomach.
"yes!...Cum, cum on my dick korra!"
Korra obeyed his final command almost instinctively. Her entire body convulsed as she came to the rhythm of her jabbing fingers. It didn't compare to the feeling of her walls constricting around his girth as she rode out her orgasm but she was perfectly satisfied with this.
After a few moments of staggered words and bodily panting they both subsided to a droll silence. Korra looked around the room to see her pajama's scattered about and decided she was too tired to retrieve them.
Well, that escalated rather quickly...
"A-anything else we forgot?" Korra said, remembering the objective of their call.
Mako smirked, looking down at the mess they had made of himself.
"Phone sex...Let's keep that one."
She smiled gleefully, "deal."