Getting Warmer

Chapter 4

Korra watched Mako's door close as she ran her hand through her hair. It was a little dirty from her being in the ocean yesterday. She didn't understand how Mako could've enjoyed running his fingers through it when it was a little tangled and dry. She could use a shower anyways. She strolled over to the guest room, bed all made. She went into the bathroom, it was bigger than she thought.

The white tile was somewhat relaxing to her. A giant tub and a giant shower. But a single sink. A mirror above it. She glanced at her neck in the mirror. She rubbed the tender area where Mako's lips had suckled her skin not too long ago. She started to wonder if all the kids before in the tribe who rumored about hickeys and marks, might actually be proud of what just happened. She also wondered if it was such a bad thing she wanted a mark. Maybe two. To be marked as Mako's property. To be owned by him in a way...

She smiled at the mirror before she started to unwrap her bindings. Once she was bear, she took a look inside the shower. Mako said there was extra stuff. She found a few bottles filled with what she assumed was manufactured shampoo and other things. But then something else caught her eye, a razor. Her mother said not to remove her hair like the men in her tribe do. Cause it would keep her warm. Well...it was pretty warm here already. And maybe Mako would like her smooth skin.

She switched on the water. Warm water at her finger tips...she didn't have that in the South pole. She sighed pleasantly as the water poured down her skin. The water soothed her muscles and she almost forgot the whole point of why she was in there. She reached for a bottle and realized it was shampoo. It smelled incredibly pleasant and floral...why would Mako buy something so...feminine? Did he expect her to use the bathroom?

It continued with the scent of lavender filling the shower and the room from the conditioner and the body wash. And then she finally grabbed the razor, and she swore she never made a better decision than the one to kiss Mako last night. Her skin smelled, and felt incredible.

After feeling like she had been in there for too long, she turned off the water and stepped out. She found the mirror fogged up, and the air smelled as pleasant as the bottle of soap did. She grabbed a towel on a rack and dried herself off with the soft cloth. Then she took a look into the foggy mirror. She had no idea where the desire came from but she took her finger and drew a circle, with eyes and a smile within it, as she had a smile of her own to match.

She took her wrappings off the counter to wrap them back around herself, but then she realized, she had no clean clothes in the room. She mentally cursed as she wondered how'd she get out of this one. She bit her lip as she scurried out of the bathroom. But as soon as she opened the door, she was greeted with Mako placing pieces of folded clothes on the bed. She felt her cheeks get warm from the short embarrassment.

"You ok?", he asked.

"I...um...", she dragged on. "I don't have any clothes. I mean I do, but they're in your room and filled with ocean water and-"

"Relax,", he interjected. "I have clothes right here."

She looked him over and realized he had clothes on too.

Damn it...

She wanted at least another peak at him.

She looked at the bed to see a red shirt and a pair of black pants. She returned her gaze to him to see he was wearing a grey coat and his red scarf. She missed that scarf, she didn't see him wearing it last night though.

"I'll just give you some privacy.", he said as he started to walk back towards the door.

Korra's lips quirked to the side as he left the room. Oh how she wished he would help her dress and be close to her again. For him to help slip the shirt over her head as his hands touched her waist again, and how he would kiss her neck after he shirt was snug over her figure. And how maybe he'd want to take it right off again so they could kiss and have as much skin contact as possible. But she knew that wasn't happening any time soon.