[ She comes, her body spinning tight as a drawn bowstring, clamping down on Hei's thrusts so fiercely that he snarls. That is all he can manage. No words, but beastly noises on cue, no fucking problem apparently. His thrusts turn sharper and shorter, his entire being narrowing to just the sensations spiraling between them, that needy wet congestion of perfect friction, on the way Korra ripples, the pleasure seeming to tear out of her in a shocked scream. His entire body spasms in demand to hers, thighs to cock to shoulder-blades, pushing deep, grinding hard, over and over, as he gasps against her ear, pressing shaky, messy kisses into her hair and onto her temple and cheek. ]
[ How, he wonders dizzily, had he gone so long without this? Without these lovely tart slices of Korra-ness? Just the sight -- the feel of her -- slides through him like a bell of red-hot brandy, which she might as well be, head to toe, except for that flower of secret glowy tenderness she nourishes in him. Impossible, unchangeable Avatar, dirtysweet little kitten, twisting him all around with her adorable mews and the wicked curls of her smile and her wild-foresty smelling skin and her -- ]
Fuck.
[ The curse tears loose in gratitude as he nears his peak, pure filth and coded love-lyrics as he is released. It hits hard, the undertow of darkness sweeping him under, brightness rising to hover above him as he goes down. ]
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Date: 2015-03-13 02:21 am (UTC)[ How, he wonders dizzily, had he gone so long without this? Without these lovely tart slices of Korra-ness? Just the sight -- the feel of her -- slides through him like a bell of red-hot brandy, which she might as well be, head to toe, except for that flower of secret glowy tenderness she nourishes in him. Impossible, unchangeable Avatar, dirtysweet little kitten, twisting him all around with her adorable mews and the wicked curls of her smile and her wild-foresty smelling skin and her -- ]
Fuck.
[ The curse tears loose in gratitude as he nears his peak, pure filth and coded love-lyrics as he is released. It hits hard, the undertow of darkness sweeping him under, brightness rising to hover above him as he goes down. ]