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Of Mistakes and Malintent	By : IndigoHaze Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 14531 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Spoilers for Episode 5 and before are present ahead. This is a minor continuation of my previous Korra story, though it is essentially a stand-alone. Any reviews are very appreciated. More to come, stay tuned.
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Of Mistakes and Malintent
By IndigoHaze
“Stupid, stupid, I’m so stupid!” Korra groaned, grabbing her head with both palms and bending her head forward as she walked to the balcony. “That was so bad,” She felt so sleazy.
“You’re right!” Mako said, flinging his hand across the air. “What was that? Who knows when he’ll forgive me now? Why would you do that?” The Avatar turned, disbelief and anger on her face.
“Me? You kissed me back!”
“I wouldn’t be able to without your lips on mine,” He shot back, looking away. She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed, her face a terrible vermillion.
“What are we going to do?”
“We?”
“Yeah, we. We screwed up, so what are we going to do about it?”
“I’m going to go find Bolin and clear this all up, you do whatever you want,” He rolled his eyes. “I’m out of here.” He turned to go when she tapped his shoulder. “What?” He said, turning. He was prepared to be further berated, but instead he felt a pair of lips on his. He felt his temperature start to rise before he pushed her back wiping his mouth. “What… What was that? You already got us in trouble once.”
“It’s as bad as it’s going to get,” She said. Her face was still lit with the reddish hue.
“No, absolutely not. I’m not going to betray Asami again.” He waved his hand. “I can’t believe you could sink so low.”
“There’s something between us,” She said. “You know it. I could feel it.” She looked over his shoulder where Bolin had gone. “After tonight, all of that’s gone. No more you and me, no more me and Bolin. If we make up, we’ll be regular old friends.”
“You’re insane,” He shook his head. “I’m going to find Bolin,” He repeated. He started to turn to leave, but Korra was quicker. Her lips found his again and her arms locked around his neck. What the hell is she doing? He thought, trying to push her away. She was far stronger than she looked. He felt his will to remove her from him cleaving and when her tongue slipped tentatively into his mouth, contrasting the forceful kiss, his resolve split in twain. His tongue slipped against hers, tasting her with every bit of wrongness he could find. After a long moment, she pulled back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her face was flushed.
“That’s all I needed,” She said. “You go off and fi-“ Her sentence was interrupted by another kiss. She felt helpless on the receiving end. His passion ignited, he was fierce. She felt his tongue slip into her mouth. She tried to push him off of her as a reaction, but he didn’t budge and soon she melted into the kiss, her soft tongue slipping over his, saliva intermingling sweetly.
He pulled back after a long moment. They were both panting as he looked into her eyes.
“Follow me,” He said. With that, he turned heel and began his walk. Korra followed, her pulse at full gallop from a mixture of anxiety, excitement, and a little apprehension. This was absolutely the wrong choice.
They walked up the flight of stairs to the place he and Bolin shared. As soon as the door was shut, he descended upon her. He was a wild animal and she felt like his plaything. He tasted her mouth and worked his way down her jaw to her throat, kissing, nibbling, and suckling obscenely. Her moans filled the room, only serving to further raise his passions.
Her mind raced. He had seen her in her underwear in the locker room, but this was a different matter. This time, it was as if he needed to see her. Something told her that she could no longer keep him from doing so and the thought excited her more than anything else. His fingers tore at her clothes, dismantling them without ceremony. She wished he would burn them off of her like her fantasy, but, of course, this was her only full water-tribe set.
Before she could mourn the discrepancy in her fantasy, her chest was bare before him. She blushed. He was now the first man who had seen her breasts. She thought he was going to stare forever at her tan lines, but then he descended upon her, fingers squeezing, tongue licking, flicking, and fingers rolling. Every so often, he added a pinch and a nibble. She went wild, sure that the need between her legs would soak through her pants. Her moans, groans, and whimpers filled the air.
It seemed that her noises, especially the whimpers, served to increase his hunger. Her sensitive nipples were growing raw with his abuse and attention and she hoped he would progress soon.
She felt his fingers tugging at her pants and she opened her eyes, looking down as he tugged them off along with her underwear, dropping them in a heap. His red eyes were caught between her legs on her well-groomed hair. He licked his lips and she heard a groan. He dropped his pants and she had enough time to admire his larger-than-fantasized size before he leaned over her, pulling her to the edge of the couch she had no memory of sitting on.
She bit her lip as he pressed his tip against her. He gathered her juices for a moment before beginning to ease inwards, forcing all thoughts of telling him it was her first time away. She gasped. It felt like he was stretching her to three times her natural size, but her arousal allowed him to slip in easily. Her mouth was caught in a silent scream as he inched ever inward, eyes shut tight.
When he opened his eyes, he was fully inside of her. She felt like she was split in half, though upon later reflection, she would wonder whether or not she would ever feel so complete again. He wasted no time, withdrawing from her a couple of inches before slipping back in experimentally.
This time, his thrust earned an outward gasp. He looked into her eyes and she bit her lip. He didn’t seem to be into the game. He worked himself in and out of her, forcing her to get used to the sensation as he used her for his own pleasure. She felt like a regular whore and that forced a real moan from her. The prim and proper way she was treated had no place here. This was a man taking her like any woman.
The pleasure started to rise. He stretched her again and again, each delicious inch bringing another throaty moan to her lips. Before long, he was thrusting deep into her. She wanted it to be slower, to enjoy the moment just a little longer, so she tried to gain her leverage and flip him over. He had none of it.
His fingers pressed down on her shoulders and he leaned into her, weight and strength forcing her to remain still. The feeling of helpless submission filled her again and his thrusts gained an entirely new sensation of pleasure. She felt his hips slow. Her eyes shot up to his with a hurt expression, but he made no sign. She tried to lift her hips, but he reached down, pressing his hand against her pubic hair to hold her in place. She groaned and tried to fight against him, but he ceased to give her an inch. She made a long whimpering sound and he inched forward a little, causing a moan of relief. Then he stopped again and she let out another, more sincere whimper. This urged him into her. He leaned forward, reaching beneath her to grab her ass as he pumped himself into her with renewed vigor.
Her moans came easier than a whore’s. For a moment, Mako realized that the girl he was sliding into and making moan was the Avatar, guardian of the world. This forced an odd sort of pleasure into him and he began to buck, cursing as he tried to withdraw. That was when she regained her strength, her legs squeezing him tight. Try as he might, he couldn’t pull back. He looked down at her, but her face was a mask of pleasure. He had to come, but not inside of her. Gods curse this woman, how could she be the Avatar? He bucked his hips and felt hers collide with his, her soft flesh rippling as her Earth-bender legs kept him close. With a grunt and a shiver, he came, fingers digging hard into her shapely ass as he cried out, filling her with his hot seed.
She came not a moment later at the feeling of being filled and of doing something so terribly wrong. Her hips bucked as her body convulsed. She didn’t let up until she was through a full minute later, her legs relaxing. As soon as he was free, Mako slipped out of her and began to dress. Korra, still somewhat coherent in her state of bliss, spoke with her eyes still closed.
“Gone so soon?” She asked.
“Clean yourself and leave before I get back. I don’t ever want to talk about this.” With that, he was dressed and gone, leaving her by herself. She felt her guilt rise within her. This time it was for betraying both Bolin and Mako as well as giving her virginity over with such gracelessness. She shuddered to think what would happen if the news got out. When she gathered the strength in her legs to move, she walked over to the bathroom, bending some water from the sink to clean herself before letting it slip into the toilet and flushing it. She redressed and headed down the stairs with what the middle-class women called the waltz of shame. She was glad to make it back to her room without incident, collapsing upon the bed. Thoughts of whether this was truly the last time with Mako filled her mind alongside the guilt of everything that she had done. She only hoped there was a way to fix it.
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