Stop complaining. [More distracted than cross. She can't exactly complain herself, with the way he rubs against her, his kisses soft and dizzying. She hasn't yet recovered enough from earlier for another rough & tumble; slow & careful is more than okay with her.
She reaches for the condom as he rips it open.] Hey, let me. [Assuming he does, she'll give his erection a few hard strokes before sliding the rubber on.]
What's that goopy stuff you were using before? [If the question seems to be coming out of nowhere...well, it kind of did. Korra's not sure what made her think of the "back door" option. Something about the soreness between her legs, a throbbing memory of being filled, reminds her of another space that feels empty. Or maybe she's just in the mood for a challenge. She'd loved the feel of him in there, pushing her limits, stretching her muscles in ways they don't normally stretch. Just because she's not ready for rough again doesn't mean she wants it easy.]
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She reaches for the condom as he rips it open.] Hey, let me. [Assuming he does, she'll give his erection a few hard strokes before sliding the rubber on.]
What's that goopy stuff you were using before? [If the question seems to be coming out of nowhere...well, it kind of did. Korra's not sure what made her think of the "back door" option. Something about the soreness between her legs, a throbbing memory of being filled, reminds her of another space that feels empty. Or maybe she's just in the mood for a challenge. She'd loved the feel of him in there, pushing her limits, stretching her muscles in ways they don't normally stretch. Just because she's not ready for rough again doesn't mean she wants it easy.]