[That's the funny thing about love — it's never deserved, any more than you can deserve a snowstorm or a summer squall. It just is. When she really thinks about it, Korra is appalled at what she put up with in the City. She's learned better, from the way he treats her now. Sometimes she wants to go back in time and shake her younger self, but she had to make those mistakes to get to where she is now. And she is quite happy where she is. She's connected to herself in a way she's never been before; she's connected to the world in ways she never dreamed possible. And yes, fucking their way across the Fire Nation has been deeply satisfying.
She cries out as he thrusts inside, slamming his pelvis against hers in a way that makes sparks burst behind her eyes. She locks him in place with her arms and legs. She loves just this, the stretch and feeling of fullness, the way their chests are crushed together. In lieu of moving, she clenches her inner muscles around him, using them to massage his erection.]
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She cries out as he thrusts inside, slamming his pelvis against hers in a way that makes sparks burst behind her eyes. She locks him in place with her arms and legs. She loves just this, the stretch and feeling of fullness, the way their chests are crushed together. In lieu of moving, she clenches her inner muscles around him, using them to massage his erection.]