tushanshu_logs | Because it's funny.

Entry tags:

† korra,
† mako

Because it's funny.

Who: Mako (

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When: December 5th
Where: Llllandfall.
What: Mako got a car. He didn't realize the car belonged to Korra.
Warnings: ~~None.~~ I lied, because teenagers. Which means NSFW, ~~on the safe side.~~ for sure

[Mako hadn't been expecting to see a Satomobile when he looked at the auction area-- but there it was, and still in mint condition, too. He didn't think too hard about the particulars of how it got there (by some long, convoluted process? Something had to happen, at least. It wasn't like Future Industries was in this area), and instead did the first thing he could thinks of when he had money to burn.

He bought it, for a bargain of about 200 juulan.

He'd prefer something a little lighter-- and looking at this car, it was your standard, if one of their higher end models, satomobile. There was nothing on it that would let it do the tricks that Asami had pulled off in her custom model.

And he wouldn't even know where to begin.

But he had it-- a piece of home. So, who cared about what he'd do with it so far? He could probably talk to someone at Stark Industries. They might know how to custom-- no. Noooo, that would actually be a bad idea, never mind.

But he was driving it back to Keeliai either way.]

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[At this point, Korra would have preferred that Mako drove past her and let her walk the rest of the way. The cold was never a problem for her and neither were long trips. What she held in her hands was a link to something they severed and yet its mere presence caused the overwhelming silence.

There had been enough time for her to let any deep, lingering attachments to erode away. That was what she told herself each night before she went to bed, as if consistently telling herself that would make it come true.

This was a piercing grip around her heart that was a stern reminder that what she told him I'll always love you was a promise, not a lie to comfort him or her.

Hearing the silence break away under the surprising weight of the one word, Korra stirred suddenly as if she had been asleep and looked over to him.]

Yeah?

[Were they really reduced to one worded conversations?]

[They were so happy. And then, suddenly they weren't.]

Did you have anywhere you needed to be? Or did you want to be dropped off at your suite...?

No. Nowhere...

[Her hand ran through the tuft of fake fur atop the sky bison's head.]

Just my suite.

[a simple nod.]

Sounds good. I'll drop the stuff I bought off back at my place, and walk home, then.

[this was way too clinical. He gripped the steering wheel again, and glanced back at her. It was way too frustrating-- and yet he couldn't, wouldn't say what he wanted to.

He didn't think it would make any difference, either way. But He wanted to try and reassure her... somehow.]

Hey, Korra, another thing... [a sigh]

[Korra opened her mouth, simply to offer that he ride Naga hoe and just send her back once he got there. But talking seemed like an effort that she couldn't manage, so she just nodded slowly and looked out at the familiar streets of Keeliai.

They had spent practically the entire ride in silence.]

Hm? [The low hum left her throat before she turned her head to look at him, her blue eyes flicking between his face and the empty air before it. Unsure of which to look at.]

Edited 2013-12-07 05:07 (UTC)

... I guess, today got really awkward.

[to say the least. He still loved her, and he was trying to be just a friend. To just help her out, and then that came up. Maybe this time was the fluke. Maybe they'd be better in the future.]

Sorry about that. I wasn't sure what to say.

[where was he even going with this... he wasn't sure, so he left it off there.]

[If anything, Korra wanted to commend him for pointing it out. She was still working on formulating more then two words, and that was during the entire trip.]

Yeah, it did. [The tall buildings she could see through the windshield let her know they were in the Metal Sector.]

Don't worry about it. [Easier said than done. For both of them.]

W- I'll be fine. [She couldn't speak for him. Not anymore.]

[when he stopped the car, he looked back at her and tried to pinpoint some way to make the weight in his stomach life. But he noticed her instead. She wasn't looking at him, about as hard as he hadn't been looking at her only five minutes ago. And they were right next to each other, but there may as well have been a wide canyon between the driver's and passenger's side seats.

He furrowed his eyebrows, when he caught what would have been 'we' in any other situation, and he tried to fix that hard stare to something else, but he was drawn to her.]

Yeah.

We'll be fine, Korra. Maybe I should tell you not to worry about it, too, huh?

[he leaned toward her unconsciously for a moment-- but eventually, the only thing he could manage to bridge that gap, even though he wanted to do so much more... was place a hand on her shoulder, briefly, before getting out of the car.]

[She let his agreement wash over her, the way the waters of the ocean crashed upon rock and receded just as quickly.

But that only last for a moment. Then he said what she avoided saying, because to her it had meaning and carried more weight than the words did with anyone else. Even when they were separated, he was still there for her when she didn't even know that she needed his support.

Looking down at the plush in her lap may have looked like a single nod, and when his hand touched her shoulder; Korra bit her bottom lip. Once he was out of the car she felt the corners of her mouth erratically twitch downwards.

A few moments, the passenger car door opened and she was met with the cold winds. Once she mastered herself, Korra made her way to the trunk. All she had was one task before her. Get her belongings and go inside her suite.

If she could switch it out for fighting Amon to exhaustion and near death again, she would.]

Edited 2013-12-07 05:41 (UTC)

[he already had the trunk open, and was waiting on her. Despite his words to her, he didn't feel any better, and he didn't feel any more comfortable.

He really wished he hadn't done this, hadn't thought he was ready to talk to her.

He still loved her-- and he felt totally useless about it.]

Need some help?

[Immediately Korra wanted to say 'No', just make it go as quickly as possible. Just like the way she killed that buck the other day, but that's in a perfect world where she could have her way.

In truth, she had to put her sling bag and the bulging sack filled with her traded goods on the sled just for the trip. Now, now she had a stuff sky bison under her arm whose tail was moving gently and quietly along the wind.]

I can get the sled, unless you want it and I can take the rest. [Cold. If he asked, she was coming down with a cold.]

[he nodded at her instructions. The cold was biting there-- and she was struggling as much around him as he was around her. Actually, there was a sinking feeling she was struggling more.

This is such bullshit.

But instead, he answers back to her.]

I'll let you get the sled, and I'll get the rest, then. It'll be quicker.

[Quicker. Her hunch was right. He wanted this to be over as soon as she did.]

Sure thing. [Pulling the sled out from underneath the punching bag and her things, Korra hooked her arm underneath it. After she got it out of the trunk, she waited for Mako to get the rest.

Avoiding eye contact isn't something she's used to. Korra always faced anything head on, but this wasn't like anything she's used to being able to handle.]

[he grabbed the other things that were left, helped her to carry them up to her suite. Still quiet, still mulling things over. What was he doing? He just told her he wanted to end this.

Maybe it was true, but you didn't say that... did you? Honestly, it was a lot simpler with Asami than Korra.

But he'd never tell her that.

Instead, he waits for her to open her suite, almost awkward, and definitely silent.]

[Leading the way was best. It meant she could look at the door to her suite and nothing else, no one else. Korra was already easy enough to read for people who were good at doing it, but Mako knew more about her than anyone on the turtle and keeping anything from him always failed her.

When they got to the door, Korra actually dropped her key. Looking down at it for only a moment reminded her of how she had lost it when she was struck with amnesia. How he let her stay at his place, helped her look for it the next morning.

A lift of the tip of her boot carved a small circle of concrete around the key and lifted it up to her hand. Unlocking it, Korra stepped into the warmth of her suite and in just that small amount of time, she could feel herself thawing out.]

[he followed her in, and set her stuff down on the table. Looking around, he could see nothing much had changed since he'd last been there. It was still Korra's place, and he felt... almost out of place for a second. But then he realized that was silly, and focused back on Korra.]

Hey, Korra..

[when she turned towards him, he took a few steps towards her, to close the distance. He was going to use this as a chance to try and fix the awkward that had been that car ride. He was gonna clarify that, hey, they were still friends right? He was going to do a lot of things.

And then he didn't.

Instead, when he closed that distance, he leaned down and kissed her.]

[After setting the sled down, by simply letting it slide down onto the floor, Korra heard Mako call her. She paused before turning around.]

Yea- [She cut her own self off when she felt his breath on her lips the moment before he kissed her. Logic, reason, and what she she had seen at the palace dropped away from her mind.

Closing her eyes, Korra kissed back. Slowly, she tilted her head head and pressed her lips against his. Her breathing came in shorter and more sporadic patterns as she opened her mouth to find a different angle to kiss his lips. Even the slightest one would do.

Bring her arms up around his back, she hugged herself to him and only broke away for the briefest of instants so she could push her lips back onto his with a fervor that came with a shallow breath.

This definitely felt like it fixed the awkward.]

[What wasn't pushing him away was only encouraging. And Mako was more than happy to return what she gave to him. What started as a simple kiss grew when he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him, or himself closer to her, whichever.

This felt right, feeling her arms around him and having his around her. He leaned forward just a bit, to make the angle easier for her and for him. He opens his mouth to her, and his arms tighten around her just a bit.

Don't go.

They could enjoy this moment-- however long it lasted.]

[Feeling his arms around her made all the ache the last three weeks had left her with vanish and she was very ready to keep it that way. No melancholy or depression, just them being together; as close as they can be.

Staying here like this was exactly what she knew needed to happen.

Her mouth opens at the same time his does, the corners of her lips were at the top and bottom of his and it wasn't enough. Eagerly, her tongue sought out after his, to keep this feeling; keep it constant.]

[This wasn't what he'd meant, but like he was going to stop. Sense and reason hadn't sunk in yet, and he just wanted to be with her while this moment lasted, even if they stretched it out as long as they could.

He wasn't thinking about the after.

For once in his life.

He met her tongue with his, pressing he lips against hers hard, at the angle they were at, it was easy to move her-- and they'd had enough practice at that when they were together. He pulled her closer, with a hand going to the nape of her neck, feeling the small hairs there]

[Whenever a rushing need hit Korra, she rarely fought it, and in this case, she encouraged it. Consequences were left at the door and right now, she was exactly where she needed to be.

Her cheeks flushed and the warmth prickled against the cold as it fought it off. Running her tongue along the side of his, she moaned when she felt his rub harder against hers.

There was still too much between them, keeping them apart and it became incredibly important to close that distance. Her hands found their way up to the back of his jacket's collar ad her fingers hooked onto it, fanning away from each other in an attempt to get the sleeves off his arms.

Which was difficult since neither wanted to let go of the other.]

[he didn't want to let go of her. In fact, it takes a moment before the recognition hits that she wants his jacket off. While he isn't as used to the lack of heat as she is, but he lets go, just long enough for his jacket to get shucked off.

But once that is off, he closes the gap between the two of them-- a little more forcefully than he needed to. Back against the wall.

He'd apologize, but he doesn't want to talk. He wants to feel her. And the forced barrier allows his hands to slide down her sides, and he moves his kisses along her jawline, to her neck.

Besides, Korra was more sturdy than that.

It would take more than hitting a wall for something to really bother her.]

[As soon her back was flat against the wall, Korra grabbed fistfuls of Mako's shirt and she pulled him closer to him; even though he didn't need the help.

Without any hesitation, she inclined her head when his his lips moved to expose her neck. Whatever uncomfortable unease and chaotic turbulence her feelings were going through, those were long gone and she closed her eyes to enjoy the wordless euphoria.

Her fingers unfurled and found the hem of his shirt. It was keeping her away from the warmth of his body and she needed to feel it.]

[When she made it easier for him, he went for it. His jacket was easier to take off than Korra's, so he just pushed it to the side for now. She was warm, especially compared to everything around them. He brushed her hair aside for the moment.

But then he felt her fingers at the edge of his shirt. If there was any hesitation, he only felt it faintly. It had been three weeks of confusion, and attempting to keep going on like nothing was wrong.

His hands slide up her sides, underneath her jacket, along the curves of her body and closer to her skin, even if her own shirt was still separating his hands from skin]

[At any given time, her core body temperature was higher than most people's, but the blood that was rushing through her kept her face flush. Though feeling his hands slide over her hips may have had something to do with that.

Hair pushed aside, Korra turned her face inward so she could kiss his neck and her lips brushed against the side of his throat. It took these three long weeks of being without him for her to discover that he had a scent and it was one that she liked.

Finding their way under his shirt, palms of her hands rubbed the muscles of his abdomen. To provide warmth just as much to sate her need to feel skin on skin. One hand found its way to the side of his waist and latched on, a firm touch pushed it towards her as she she kissed down his throat towards his collarbone. Her cheek becoming nestled in his red scarf.]

Edited 2013-12-08 00:48 (UTC)

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