[You don't have to ask her twice. Korra climbs in after him, water sloshing over the sides, and sighs as heat penetrates the first layer of aching muscles. It feels so good that she doesn't even bother bending immediately; she just leans back until she's resting against his chest, his arms around her and his erection a solid rod in the cleft of her ass.]
Perfect.
[The word is barely a whisper, almost inaudible. Lacing her fingers with his, she moves their hands over her body, using her bending to mend and soothe the physical injuries.]
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Date: 2015-07-13 10:27 pm (UTC)Perfect.
[The word is barely a whisper, almost inaudible. Lacing her fingers with his, she moves their hands over her body, using her bending to mend and soothe the physical injuries.]