[ It's like an act of understated warfare, the way she covers him with her mouth and traps him in the vacuum of her heat. Every jerk, every shallow breath, every tense shuddering he offers in reply is proof of sabotage. It’s a very quiet, very underhanded sort of revolution. By the time she's started dragging her nails along that sensitive crease at his groin, he can feel his slick body crumbling, breaking apart into pulse and sweat and scars and then resolving all of a piece into something whole, a slung articulation of living flesh whose rushing blood-song he barely recognizes. ]
[ In controlled jerks, he slides in and out of Korra's mouth, pleasure flashing through him, fine sharp threads drawing taut under his skin, and then he is simply spilling, flushed from scalp to heels, which dig into the mattress as he growls and flings himself headlong into the bursting crest. ]
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Date: 2014-07-24 02:20 am (UTC)[ In controlled jerks, he slides in and out of Korra's mouth, pleasure flashing through him, fine sharp threads drawing taut under his skin, and then he is simply spilling, flushed from scalp to heels, which dig into the mattress as he growls and flings himself headlong into the bursting crest. ]