...orra flooding his mind. He wants to hold her so badly, to have his hands on her small waist, and whisper "Korra" into her ear. Then, if the spirits blessed him enough for once in his life, Korra would whisper not his name but "Please". Mako shivers at the thought, pleasure creeping up his spine. He knows exactly how he'd like to hear her say the word too. Sultry, a light hint of teasing, and desperately begging him. Yes... Begging him to please touch her, to bring her closer to him.
Mako moans through his teeth, trying to stay as silent as he can. Bolin should still be in the gym doing a late post-game workout, but Mako doesn't know when his younger brother will be coming to bed. Korra floods back into his mind, shoving out any thought of Bolin discovering his older sibling in a compromising position. Beautiful, sexy, wild Korra. What would she be like in bed, Mako wonders. He easily pictures the two of them trading dominance back and forth. He cracks a half smile, pumping his hand over his erection faster as he sees Korra in his mind pushing him onto a bed, tearing off his pants and underclothes and then giving the best spirits be damned blowjob ever in the history of the Four Kingdoms. A hiss of pleasure escapes Mako's lips, and by now he can't keep his mouth closed. An intense orgasm is so close, and while his mind is filled with Korra his body is being fueled with endorphins.
The thought of...