[Normally having her hands pinned up like that fills Korra with a queasy nervousness, and she can't break out of his grip fast enough. But tonight the fear is a thrill, shooting through her body and tangling itself with desire until she can't tell the two apart. She struggles to break free, except he doesn't give way, not this time. She is well and truly trapped (without pulling some dirty tricks, at least), and somehow that just stokes the heat between her legs. She growls as he teases her lips, frustration building up desire. He is a cruel, cruel man and right now, she wouldn't want him any other way.
She doesn't notice the sting as he rips off her panties, or her instinctive hiss of pain. He's loosened his grip on her wrists, which means she can break one hand free. She darts it down in the blink of an eye, sliding into his boxers and grabbing it with a yank, then a hard twist to let him know she isn't going down easy.]
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She doesn't notice the sting as he rips off her panties, or her instinctive hiss of pain. He's loosened his grip on her wrists, which means she can break one hand free. She darts it down in the blink of an eye, sliding into his boxers and grabbing it with a yank, then a hard twist to let him know she isn't going down easy.]