...e is strained. He's stroking himself, but not with nearly as much fervor as before. He mostly looks uncomfortable.
Korra sighs, "Like what?" She moves closer to him and she sees him grow stiff with tension. "You don't have to be embarrassed."
Mako snorts, "It's kind of hard not to, considering the situation."
Korra's tongue juts out, moistening her lips. She can see Mako's eyes are drawn to the action and her lips curve into a small smile. "It's only as awkward as you make it." Watching him, she can feel her own body responding once more. His fingers stroke his cock slowly – with a practiced hand.
The ache and wetness between her legs are distracting and she presses her fingers to her clit and allows her eyes to slide close for a moment. She hears Mako gasp beside her and groan loudly as he watches her.
"Damn, Korra," He practically growls. She can see his other hand trembling and she thinks that he wants to touch her.
His reaction encourages her and she places her free hand at the base of his cock. He hisses when her fingers make contact with his hard flesh.
"Is this okay?" She asks, and his fierce nod only urges her forward. His skin is hot to the touch, and his penis twitches at her touch. She licks her lips again.