[ Hei gnaws Korra's jaw, tonguing it with a pointed wetness like a paintbrush. His breaths are a hot rasp, but the words are as neat and precise as a schoolteacher's tick. ]
If he catches us -- [ The air between them is damp and gritty, thick enough to hold the silence in place despite Mako's creaking footsteps. ] I'll say you were ... the brains of the outfit. [ With her taut legs hooked over each arm, he seats himself, tight and full, in the saddle of her thighs. Begins a gentle seesawing motion. Filling her up, but not crushing or overwhelming her. Almost offering a teaser. ] I'm just the pretty face.
[ He withdraws, and it feels like her fluttering muscles cling to his shaft, reluctant to let it go. Reversing, he strokes into her again, deep and fast, his pubic bone mashing against her clit, rasping against the taut point in its nest of soft flesh and damp curls. ]
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Date: 2014-03-22 04:45 am (UTC)If he catches us -- [ The air between them is damp and gritty, thick enough to hold the silence in place despite Mako's creaking footsteps. ] I'll say you were ... the brains of the outfit. [ With her taut legs hooked over each arm, he seats himself, tight and full, in the saddle of her thighs. Begins a gentle seesawing motion. Filling her up, but not crushing or overwhelming her. Almost offering a teaser. ] I'm just the pretty face.
[ He withdraws, and it feels like her fluttering muscles cling to his shaft, reluctant to let it go. Reversing, he strokes into her again, deep and fast, his pubic bone mashing against her clit, rasping against the taut point in its nest of soft flesh and damp curls. ]