( she could pretty much give up the ghost right away, relent, let mako touch her, because even the short jumps of his rolling hips take her breath away, and momentarily split her causes between two different ends. in her heart of hearts, though, she knows. patience was a tool she learned to help her mediate, to take time to allow her body to heal - patience is what she needs, to make their lovemaking sweeter. mako doesn't need to get off, he needs to feel needed, needs to feel his offerings are directly related to korra's pleasure. shouldn't be hard to convince him of that much, since they are. submission is a beautiful thing, but trust is a sunrise on the still kiss of water, never reaching full mast but lingering in that eternal moment of natural beauty. mako giving her this is a gift, and she'll reward him in full.
she scoots forward, sits on his chest. basically, she's a little too involved at this point to remove herself again, so she just rips her underwear off at the hip parts, tossing the useless material aside. )
Not a word!
( she imagines he'll tease her. and honestly - korra cracks a grin. she probably earned it. rather than allowing him the chance, korra reaches behind herself, cupping her hand around his cock, over the material of his pants, giving him a firm squeeze. )
Focus on it. ( easy instruction. her hand pumps a few times, gaze watching mako's face. ) I'm not going to touch you again for awhile, so take what you can get.
( it's a lot of talk from someone who'd do literally anything for him, least of all give him a handjob, but. you know. she's trying this domming thing on for size, seeing how she likes the fit. it's another breath later that she takes her hand away, pulling herself up on her knees.
a thumb props his chin, sliding against his lips. )
Open.
( once he follows instruction, she goes through the necessary movements of getting her knees on either side of his head, fingers clutching the headboard and the side of mako's head alike. one second of maintaining courage, and she lowers herself onto him, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as she goes. )
no subject
she scoots forward, sits on his chest. basically, she's a little too involved at this point to remove herself again, so she just rips her underwear off at the hip parts, tossing the useless material aside. )
Not a word!
( she imagines he'll tease her. and honestly - korra cracks a grin. she probably earned it. rather than allowing him the chance, korra reaches behind herself, cupping her hand around his cock, over the material of his pants, giving him a firm squeeze. )
Focus on it. ( easy instruction. her hand pumps a few times, gaze watching mako's face. ) I'm not going to touch you again for awhile, so take what you can get.
( it's a lot of talk from someone who'd do literally anything for him, least of all give him a handjob, but. you know. she's trying this domming thing on for size, seeing how she likes the fit. it's another breath later that she takes her hand away, pulling herself up on her knees.
a thumb props his chin, sliding against his lips. )
Open.
( once he follows instruction, she goes through the necessary movements of getting her knees on either side of his head, fingers clutching the headboard and the side of mako's head alike. one second of maintaining courage, and she lowers herself onto him, catching her bottom lip between her teeth as she goes. )