Mako just could not shake away the feeling manifesting inside of him. Each and everytime he saw her or thought of her (which seemed to become more frequetly) his thoughts would wonder to what he wanted to do to her. He wanted to so badly please her… hear that beautiful voice of her's call his name in escasty from his actions. He just couldn't help himself. he just couldn't get his mind off of her even when he was with Asami… his girlfriend damn it. What was wrong with him, his intention was not to hurt Asami.

He … liked Asami trully, she was a really nice understanding girl— he couldn't say he loved her… the word was a thump in his thorat to say, he could never say it … he wouldn't mean it. He had to tell her about… the kiss sooner or later he just had to. But he felt if he did it would ruin everything… just maybe if he stalled until AFTER the tournment… yes after. He was so uncertain of the overcome if he did tell her was afraid everything would fall back… but however it could be worse if he waited making it seem like he used her or something. He honestly had no idea what to do… he was so confused he just couldn't stand it.

Not sure what to do next he needed advice … an opinion of what to do… so he found himself standing in front of Korra's bedroom door. He didn't know but knew why he was standing in front Korra's door. He wanted to speak with her alone again… about asami and what to do since she was involved… the cause… half way for the kiss. But as he raised his hand to knock on the door slowly, his heart beat quicken. And he didn't know exactly why until Korra opened the door slowly looking up at him with surprise tilting her head to the side. "…Hey mako…" her usual raised eyebrow as he looked at his face with pure confusion.

And the sight if her made him forget his original intent for being there. He noticed that must of just trained or something since she was only in thin tanktop that slightly revealed her binding and tight spandex like pants. He gulped feeling his face flush. The pop of her hip as she shifted weight placing her hand on her side te rippling muscle of arms and legs, as he found himself look over her face her lips that…body he just could handle it.

His raised hand fell to his side. Still confused Korra asked to the staring unmoving mako as the look on her face made start to feel hot herself, " what are you doing her—" and before she could finish her sentence. Mako slammed his lips into hers sticking his tongue down her thorat and exploring her mouth, sucking on her tongue—hungrily. Wrapping his arms around her as he kicked the door closed behind him.

Korra was filled with utter shock and overwhelmed with Mako and her own raising lust. She couldn't even think straight as her whole body heat was raising fast as their body were pushed together. She had no idea how to process everything that was happening it was like she was on autopilot. Breaking away their eyes were filled with lustful want and longing. Without a second thought Korra hastily unlatched Mako's jacket shirt pulling it away and ripping away his wifebeater as Mako pulled off her looked over Mako lean muscular torso, scanning over it licking her wet lips. Noticing his toned chest erect nipples, turning her on feeling a slight wetness below.

Mako could help but wonder as he looked at her binding— how voluminous her breasts were. And the oh so attractive toned abs that flexed as she moved.

With heavy hard breaths Korra gripped Mako's scarf and pulling him down to her wet lips. Slightly surprised by her actions and eagerness fighting her for dominance as he embraced her around the waist. Mako let out a pleasing moan as Korra was getting the upper hand he grabbed her ass with each palm on each cheek and lifted her up on him.

She let a slight moan and gasp as did this falling back some, hitting her unbalanced back of her legs on the the foot of bed and falling over it onto her back. Coming down with a thud…