What is Fate?(Closed: Lovely Firelord Shula.)

Mako smiled, holding Shula, but not moving anywhere. He smiled wider as her lips touched his, lightly touching his nose to her's.

Mako smiled, chuckling, and kissing Shula lightly. He hardly had anything on his mind aside from her, Kichiro had come into his mind once, maybe he would go easy on the servants.

Mako felt a return greater than usual, and pulled Shula in tighter, stumbling backward as he did, closer to the bed.

Mako's grip on Shula tightened, and he allowed the backward motion, falling back onto the bed, Shula's bed. He smiled, and lightly bit Shula's lower lip, his hands drifting lower than usual.

Mako could feel everything, having Shula pressed so close, the heat between them, her breath against his face, and her lips. He allowed his hands to drift lower, over her a** and to her thighs, gripping them lightly, pressing more passionately into the kiss as her hands drifted over his chest.

Mako inhaled sharply through his nose, lightly massaging Shula's thighs. He leaned his head back slightly as Shula's nibbled his neck, slipping his hands upward to her waist, sliding underneath her shirt.

Mako smiled, returning the kiss, whilst slipping Shula's shirt up. He lightly bit down on Shul's lip again, tugging lightly.

Mako smiled, kissing back again, pressing his tongue into Shul's mouth, his hands travelled up her abdomen, massaging her bre*sts.

Mako gasped softly, and glanced down at Shula's hands, shaking, and doing a terrible job of getting the buttons undone. He dropped his hands down, and sat up, face to face with Shula, as he unbuttoned his own shirt, fumbling, but not not so much as Shula was. As the last button came undone, he slipped his arms out, and pressed his body against Shula's kissing her again. The only outstanding difference on his body was a Fire Nation symbol tattooed into his right arm, and a pleasant tan which appeared to drop below his waistline. His skin was warm, and firm to the touch.

Mako gapsed again, not quite a moan yet, but getting there. He had bitten/nibbled girls before, but had never had it happen to him, he understood why it was so effective. His heartbeat was quickening, and excitement becoming obvious, especially to Shula, in her surrent position. He slid his hadns down again, squeezing Shul's a**, appreciating the open, if not plain wild side of Shula.

Mako moved forward, now positioned completely over Shula, he looked down at her bare top, and into her eyes, it was definately not the same girl who'd asked him into the palace anymore. He leaned down, kissing her briefly, and biting her neck lightly, lightly running his hands across her bre*sts, pressing 'himself' against her.

Mako bit down a little harder, sliding his hands down her sides, his right working on removing her pants, the other drifting under them, running his fingers over her v*gina, intentionally, and teasingly as he worked to get her pants off.