A/N: Hey guuuuyss! So, I've gotten a lot of positive feedback about this story. Originally it was going to be a oneshot, but I've gotten a few requests to extend it. So, I thought 'what the heck, why not'. Review and all that jazz, love you all, and enjoy!
"Ssh, keep it quiet! He'll catch us if we're too loud!" Korra whispered in a giggly voice as Mako kissed her neck.
"Let him." he murmured, his breath hot on her throat.
Korra shuddered and drew Mako's body closer to her own. With a hand she guided his lips back to her's.
Their breath came out ragged as they kissed. Together their lips parted and their tongues danced. His arms encircled her waist tightly and hers were slung around the back of his neck.
"We're supposed to be practicing..." Korra spoke against his fervent lips.
"No, we're supposed to be kissing." Mako replied. To emphasis his point he deepened their kiss, efficiently ending their conversation.
Meanwhile in the bending brother's roof top apartment...
"Well, Pabu, what should we do today?" Bolin asked his pet fire ferret.
Pabu blinked, one eye at a time, before yawning and curling into a red mass of fur,
Bolin frowned a bit, but then stared out the window that showed him Republic City.
Cars burned up and down the streets, and civilians, benders and non benders alike, window shopped below him.
"I wonder what Korra and Mako are up to..." he said with a sly smirk.
Bolin had noticed his brother and the Avatar had been scheduling more and more private practice sessions together and they lasted much longer than normal. And there was much less talking between the two of them. Their bickering had ceased and now they tried not to look in each others directions when Bolin was around. However, they snuck secret glances when they thought he was looking away. Bolin did see, though.
He knew about Mako and Korra. Frankly, he couldn't say he was surprised. When she first joined the team you could have practically cut the sexual tension between them with a knife.
"Maybe," he pondered, "maybe, I should pay them a visit.
Back in the training room...
Mako and Korra were on the floor now. Mako's shirt was off and Korra had kicked off her boots. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. Occasionally when she would lean in to kiss him, her hair would hang down and tickle his face. This made him smile.
It was late afternoon by now and the warm light came in at a slant from the high windows. The light washed over the entire room, making it glow.
Korra nuzzled herself into Mako's chest, his arms draped protectively around her, and he softly petted her hair. She smiled up at him. They didn't need to speak. All they needed was to feel.
Suddenly, they heard footsteps walking down the hall. The footsteps were coming in their direction.
They exchanged a look, and they simultaneously mouthed "Bolin."
They sprung apart and bolted to opposite sides of the room. Mako hastily yanked on his shirt.
Just then, Bolin waltzed into the room. When he caught the severe blushes on both their faces he smiled smugly.
"Oh, heeey guys! What interesting things could you be doing this fine day." he asked with a crooked grin and an arched eyebrow.
"Training!" Korra shouted.
"Nothing!" Mako said at the same time Korra had spoken.
They nervously glanced at each other. Bolin stood with his hands on his hips, thoroughly enjoying their little performance.
"Did I say training? I, uh mean, uh, that we were looking for my lost earring! We finished training ages ago. It's really coming along great. Avatar, natural talent and all that. Not to brag, you're great Bolin. I'll shut up now..." Korra babbled, her cheeks flaming.
"I didn't know you wore earrings." Bolin stated, his smirk growing.
"Yup, sure do. They're just really hard to see, because they are small..?"
Bolin placed his hand on his chin and nodded slowly.
Mako stood, looking at everything but his brother or the bumbling Avatar, twiddling his thumbs.
He rubbed his thumbs faster as his anxiety grew. Suddenly a spark shot from his fingers due to the friction.
"You look nervous, bro? You feeling okay?" Bolin asked in a mocking tone.
"Just fine." he said, breifly raising his golden eyes to meet the green of his brother's.
"Oh, I get it!" Bolin shouted.
"Get what?" Mako asked tentatively.
"You're just panicking because the championship is right around the corner."
"Yeah! Yeah, that's it. Just the nerves..."
"You didn't let me finish. You're panicking because the championship is right around the corner AND you you have been to busy sucking face with Korra to get any practice done."
Bolin stood confidently, his muscular arms crossed over his chest.
Mako's face went white, while Korra's turned beet red. Bolin couldn't suppress the hearty chuckle that escaped him.
"Not funny." Korra muttered to herslef.
Bolin then burst into song, "Korra and Mako sitting in a tree: K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Pabu in a baby carriage!"
"Enough!" Korra shouted.
She sprung lithely at the earthbender, her fists bursting with flames.
"Eeeep!" Bolin shrieked as he fled the room at top speed.
Korra landed in a crouch, her fist punching the ground. This sent a ripple effect through the floor. She grinned in satisfaction as she heard him get knocked on the ground with an "oof!"
Mako reached out and wrapped his arms around Korra.
"That's my girl." he said before leaning down to kiss her lips.