[ It's true -- he's never particularly vocal about anything: pain or pleasure. Mostly it's habit. He fucks the way he fights, aces up his sleeves and weaknesses hidden out of sight, resisting surrender every step of the way. At the most, he'll descend into a perpetual erotic breathlessness as his control dissolves, playing out a symphony of small, grudging gasps until orgasm approaches. ]
[ But with Korra, there's no reason for defense or dissembling. Letting go isn't always easy for Hei. Muscle-memory is a hard thing to unlearn; his capacity for relaxation has an in-built transience and a limited scope. But it feels good, in the meantime. She lets his cock pop free, a slicked heft of live flesh, thrumming and hot-cold in the air, and he lets out his breath shudderingly, then grunts as she engulfs his balls in her hot mouth, a noise like the pain of frozen muscles thawing. His fingers curl into the soft hair at her nape, gripping there in a quiet emphasis, both forceful and gratified. ]
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Date: 2014-11-28 05:13 am (UTC)[ But with Korra, there's no reason for defense or dissembling. Letting go isn't always easy for Hei. Muscle-memory is a hard thing to unlearn; his capacity for relaxation has an in-built transience and a limited scope. But it feels good, in the meantime. She lets his cock pop free, a slicked heft of live flesh, thrumming and hot-cold in the air, and he lets out his breath shudderingly, then grunts as she engulfs his balls in her hot mouth, a noise like the pain of frozen muscles thawing. His fingers curl into the soft hair at her nape, gripping there in a quiet emphasis, both forceful and gratified. ]