[ It's a close-mouthed rasp, low in his throat -- unmistakably pleasured, but with an edge of strain. Drawing out slightly, he pushes himself back into her. Not roughly, but in a controlled, almost gentle way. Feeling the first flutter of her muscles, past the head, his cock testing the resistance of her passage and winning. Then another half-inch and another. Then the last of him pops into her and he lies still, embedded, gasping against the dark soft tumble of her hair. The cells under his skin seem to be overheating and vibrating, like an electrical device left plugged in too long. He shivers as Korra's hand slips between them, her fingers a tantalizing echo of pressure whenever she rubs against the thin seam dividing their bodies. ]
[ For a moment that's all he focuses on -- dreamy in a world of the back-and-forth trading of his twitching hardness and her rippling heat. Then he rolls his forehead against hers, hair rustling around their faces with a veritable muffled crackle. Treats himself to another taste of Korra's mouth, teeth lingering on her upper-lip before he draws back to focus on her face -- the eyes liquid and lashes webbed. Leaning in, he tips a kiss, soft, full of rueful gratitude, to her damp cheek. Starts to rock against her, bit by bit, the short sweet strokes of a slow-motion fucking. ]
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[ It's a close-mouthed rasp, low in his throat -- unmistakably pleasured, but with an edge of strain. Drawing out slightly, he pushes himself back into her. Not roughly, but in a controlled, almost gentle way. Feeling the first flutter of her muscles, past the head, his cock testing the resistance of her passage and winning. Then another half-inch and another. Then the last of him pops into her and he lies still, embedded, gasping against the dark soft tumble of her hair. The cells under his skin seem to be overheating and vibrating, like an electrical device left plugged in too long. He shivers as Korra's hand slips between them, her fingers a tantalizing echo of pressure whenever she rubs against the thin seam dividing their bodies. ]
[ For a moment that's all he focuses on -- dreamy in a world of the back-and-forth trading of his twitching hardness and her rippling heat. Then he rolls his forehead against hers, hair rustling around their faces with a veritable muffled crackle. Treats himself to another taste of Korra's mouth, teeth lingering on her upper-lip before he draws back to focus on her face -- the eyes liquid and lashes webbed. Leaning in, he tips a kiss, soft, full of rueful gratitude, to her damp cheek. Starts to rock against her, bit by bit, the short sweet strokes of a slow-motion fucking. ]