( stargazing )

[honestypolice]

the stargazing meme

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prompts

one → meteor shower you just saw a falling star! and another! make a wish!
two → aliens what was that? was that really? omg no way a ufo!
three → lunar eclipse you've been sitting out for hours, waiting for this. it's so cool!
four → comet does it move fast or slow? either way, it's amazing.
five → full moon the moon is so huge! just don't look too long, it's really bright too.
six → star dust anything can happen in space. make up your own plot!
seven → solar eclipse this might be happening in the middle of the day!
eight → planet sighting is that a new star? nope, just a neighbor in the solar system!
nine → constellations do you know the stories behind these odd patterns?
ten → deep space normal stargazing isn't that much fun. you got a telescope!

Comments

[browbeater]

[It was a request he still wasn't sure about. He was already second guessing that yes even as she pushed ahead with his consent. He couldn't deny that he wanted it, and the familiarity of her all over him was... weirdly comforting. But it also felt wrong.. Though he was focusing less on that with her mouth on his neck. The sensation caused a reaction and he shivered against her.

He closed his eyes. Just lie back and think of Republic City.

But he said yes, and if you're gonna make a mistake, you may as well go all the way, right? His hands went from the ground up into her hair, threading through it and pulling out her hair ornaments. His fingers pull out the strands, combing through the tangles before trailing down her back, along her sides and pulling her shirt up to create a space between her pants and her skin]

[sangilak]

[ it's anticipation that gets to her when she feels mako's hands against her spine and stomach, and her muscles jump as her shirt is pulled from her flesh. there are no thoughts in her head save for those that will push her forward so she arcs her spine like she's going through the motions of bending, but instead of the elements at her fingertips, she has mako plied to her needs. there's a small voice in her head that says to wait and see what mako has planned with his hands but the overpowering need to just have him right then and there prevents her from going with the smart thing.

which is just to let mako do what he wants because it's invariably what korra wants him to do.

instead she drags her mouth back across his jawline and to his lips again, drawing him into one more breathless kiss as her hand covers his, pulling it out from underneath her shirt and transferring it quickly to her chest. she leans into his palm, a hot breath slipping out because her curves, the soft parts of her, are always more sensitive than her muscle tone. ]

[browbeater]

[the feeling of her body along his wasn't exactly new, but this was different. They technically weren't together, and they were both in a very public place, even if they'd both managed to turn off most of the lights. But the overwhelming feelings was just of her-- her breath, her heat, the weight of her clothes and her body, and now the feel of her curves, even if they were dulled by her shirt separating them.

He could still back out, realistically.

But he wasn't going to. It just wasn't going to happen. And so instead, he opened his mouth to her, both allowing her closer and pushing the limits in his own way. He opens his hand, and then closes it around her breast, his palm pressing hard against her curves, knowing the feeling was blunted by her shirt to some extent. His hand was still curled in her hair, and he didn't feel like lowering it, not yet. She was clearly leading this.

And he just wanted to enjoy the taste of her lips for a moment]

[bearcat]

[ mako could back out, and korra would let him go because she knows, she knows she shouldn't force him into anything, especially not like this — but she knows she wouldn't be able to spend the rest of the night with him. above all else, that's what she wants to do: just spend the time with mako.

she was too selfish and too stressed to appreciate it before, and feeling that realization bubble up within her causes tears to sting at the back of her eyes. but mako's hands, warm as they slide over her, don't let her dwell on that for too long, pulled back to the moment, the heat of him against her, the barrier of their clothes. another breath leaves her and this time she pushes a hand against mako's chest to get his back on the ground. to her left naga whines and sits herself fully down, but korra pays no more attention to her best friend as she strips herself of her shirt. ]