[Mako's come long before the both of him, though somehow he manages to remain hard as they ride out their climaxes. He's never seen anything as beautiful as Korra when she comes. He tries to memorize the way she looks, because he knows he's never going to see this again. It was stupid to think that he could somehow win her through his sexual prowess, or that his love would translate into magical sex talents that would make her love him again. It's crystal-clear where her heart is.
After helping her sink onto the bed, he pulls out. Wistful longing is somewhat dampened by the smears of poop on his condom. Gross. Still, when Korra rolls over and asks him how it was, he tells her the truth.]
That was amazing.
[Now if he could just figure out how to get the condom off without touching feces...]
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After helping her sink onto the bed, he pulls out. Wistful longing is somewhat dampened by the smears of poop on his condom. Gross. Still, when Korra rolls over and asks him how it was, he tells her the truth.]
That was amazing.
[Now if he could just figure out how to get the condom off without touching feces...]