[ Hei hitches a shoulder in reply, a quiet If you insist. Taking the balls from her, the stainless steel clink-ing with a muted kiss, he warms them between his palms for a moment. In the box, there's a chain, thin and silver-white, its links sparkling in the reddish sunlight. He lifts it out like an impossibly delicate necklace, slipping it through the tiny metal rings on each ball. Securely fastened, it does resemble a surreal piece of jewelry now. But he's not interested in the esthetics. It's more to assure Korra the balls won't. Well. Get stuck in there. ]
[ Gently, he slides his fingers back between the lips of her sex. She is hot and slick as he teases her a moment, letting his fingertip slip inside her and then fall out, coaxing to open her wider and wider, rimming her in languid circles, before he rubs her entrance with the smooth hard silver of the balls, pressing the first against her opening, widening her, then slipping it in. He does the same with the other, dipping his fingers into her, forcing the balls in deeper by degrees, until all that's visible is that impossibly fine curlicue of chain spooling out of her, glittering like a living thing. ]
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[ Gently, he slides his fingers back between the lips of her sex. She is hot and slick as he teases her a moment, letting his fingertip slip inside her and then fall out, coaxing to open her wider and wider, rimming her in languid circles, before he rubs her entrance with the smooth hard silver of the balls, pressing the first against her opening, widening her, then slipping it in. He does the same with the other, dipping his fingers into her, forcing the balls in deeper by degrees, until all that's visible is that impossibly fine curlicue of chain spooling out of her, glittering like a living thing. ]
[ Satisfied, he regards her. ]
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