[He could go rougher, definitely, but Korra's not about to complain. She's been so deprived, the pleasure is almost painful. Fuck, she's missed this so much. Her body is stretched taut, almost brittle, like it's been sucked dry from endless weeks of nothing but self-induced orgasms. She's never letting him go this long without touching her again. No more nights where they sleep on opposite sides of the bed. No more being pacified by half-hearted kisses.
She reaches down to wrap her hand around him. Please don't go slow.]
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She reaches down to wrap her hand around him. Please don't go slow.]