Jan 27, 2013
withburningeyes replied to your post: The masterlist is watching you, Socks-mun.
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withburningeyes replied to your post: The masterlist is watching you, Socks-mun.
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withburningeyes said:
“Should I take that as a complement?”
"Uh..." Korra scratched her head. "I don't know. I was just saying that you don't literally shine -- although, it would be pretty funny if you did."
withburningeyes said:
“Calm down, Anon.. Korra’s body is her own.” Mako frowned, “Getting a little graphic, huh..”
"Since when you do care?" Korra asked, raising a curious brow.
Mako cringed, his lips parting against hers, and deciding the act was too strange He puckered his mouth and moved into her, his hands clumsily landing on her hips, sliding up her waist- to grip her light blue shirt- sure the fabric was going to wrinkle. His eyes snapped shut, concentrating on the little breath that escaped his mouth as his lips crushed into hers- warm and wet. His fingers wandering down her chest- just for the sensation. Was he actually attracted to this? He crinkled his nose- breathing in the scent her hair gave off- a soft spice. He liked it. Cupping her face, his callused thumb brushing across the side of her mouth as he pushed her jaw away, his mouth turning into an easy sneer.
“Get off.” Mako turned his face away, “What the hell was that?”
Korra made a sound of surprise when she felt his warm hands sliding up her waist, to her chest and finally, her face. Continuing to move her lips against his, she desperately tried to ignore the fact that he was actually kissing her back -- something that had certainly been unexpected, but not entirely unwelcome. And almost as soon as it began, it was over and she was left feeling a mixture frustration, confusion and most of all, wanting more. Judging by his reaction, Mako hadn't exactly hated it, however angry he may sounded about her doing this so suddenly.
"It was... it was a kiss," she mumbled, all while carefully avoiding his amber eyes. "What do you think it was?"
"I.. I didn't exactly call you /disgusting/.." He closed his eyes a moment, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry- these darn Anon's just get on my nerves.. I didn't mean all that stuff about.. /logs/ and such."
"You might as well have," Korra mumbled, sighing softly. "Look, I didn't ask for you to come apologize to me. Believe me, you've already made it very clear how you feel about me. And to tell you the truth, I could care less what you think."
The hurt in her voice betrayed her words, but she refused to admit that his previous remarks bothered her. Purposely avoiding Mako's bright gaze, she slowly turned around and made to leave in the opposite direction.
"Mako. Don't you have something to do?"
"Nope."