Forever yours

Stress

Mako got promoted to sergeant and Korra decided it was finally time that her and her fiancé moved in together. They found a quaint townhouse right next to a small river running towards the ocean, close enough to the police station and the council house that they could both commute comfortably. It was a lovely little thing, their home. It had its own courtyard and garden in back, which admittedly needed some work. But it was finally something of their own.

Their home was further away from air temple island, but Korra didn't really mind. She was coming close to mastering air bending so she was hardly at the temple anymore anyways.

Korra's job stressed her out beyond belief. She had to deal with annoying complaints from citizens all day and boring paperwork. 'How does mako do this?' She thought, putting her head in her hands and rubbing her temples.

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Mako could tell Korra was stressed out, she smiled a lot less and was way less talkative.
Preoccupied, Korra stared at the blank wall, lost in thought. He felt bad, he wished he could do something to take her mind off of her daily burdens.

He glanced around the room before a shining object caught his eye. Handcuffs. His pair from work, and suddenly he got a wicked idea. A mischievous smile crept across his face. This was either going to go really well, or really bad.

He got the idea from a conversation he overheard at the bar awhile back.
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Mako was out at the bar, nursing his drink and missing Korra sorely. Had her meeting not run hours late, they would probably be in each other's arms right now. Mako sighed at the thought.

There was a couple at the bar he noticed talking.
The girl, who was quite loud and headstrong, she kept interrupting her partner, and she kind of reminded him of Korra.
He didn't mean to eavesdrop, but something about the conversation grabbed his attention and held it.

"I read in a book that people who are dominating and controlling in public really like to be submissive in private."
"What? That's ridiculous!" His date responded loud and angrily, blushing slightly.
"I've also heard that those who are submissive in public can be quite dominant in the bedroom. You're quite bossy, would you like me to dominate you and take control? "
She blushed profusely and he smirked back at her.

Mako never really thought of himself as submissive, but he he guessed he was. He always desperate to please or satisfy Korra. Maybe this was just another way to fill her up with delight?

At that point Mako got up and paid his tab. He couldn't stomach that conversation any longer, it made him think too much about Korra, and he missed her too much right now. Mako made his way back to their townhome, perhaps she'd be home soon?

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Mako slapped a cuff onto one of her wrists.
"What the hell Mako? I'm not in the mood for games!"

"This is no game, you're under arrest and I'm taking you straight to my bedroom for interrogation." He kissed her lips before using her hand to pull her to close to himself.
"If you would like that?" Seeking consent. He started kissing the side of her neck.

Korra was frustrated with her workday and when Mako disturbed her she felt bothered, but when he held her the uneasiness inside was turning to something else. His hot kisses along her neck were making her flustered. She didn't want to stop being upset though, or acting it at least, feeling sassy. She didn't want to give her fiancé any more satisfaction, given the smug look on his face. She quickly dropped her gentle grin to glare at him.

"You think you're so clever don't you? Well good luck getting me there." She responded, trying to hide her devious grin.

"Is that a challenge?" Mako chuckled slightly.