[ Hei's hips twitch as he rocks under her, a restrained but pleading motion. The friction of her teeth is a little painful, given how sensitive he is. He likes it. Chin-tucked, he regulates his breathing to slow, shallow gusts, trying to watch. His cock jumps with every touch, but his vision is filled with Korra, her hair like the dripping shadows of the willow trees outside, her ripe breasts and bright eyes and fine-boned, deadly hands. ]
[ Idly, his thumb strokes the soft curve of her cheek, fingers a cool press against the pulsepoint of her neck. ]
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Date: 2014-03-20 02:10 am (UTC)[ Idly, his thumb strokes the soft curve of her cheek, fingers a cool press against the pulsepoint of her neck. ]
Right now... the difference -- is slim.