[ A palm rests at the side of her neck, almost gauging her pulse. The other works the toy across her body as they kiss. It's not something that's rushed and dirty, which in itself is surprising. Hei rarely lets himself have this, this drawn-out, timeless feeling where all he does is learn the taste of someone and murmur their name into their mouth because he wants to. Because he enjoys it. It's the kind of thing that ordinary people do, and that's never been something he's thought of in relation to himself. ]
[ But Korra's been kind to him. He keeps trying, despite everything (failure -- relapse -- futility), to be the same to her. ]
[ The buzz is distracting. But he can tune it out. For Korra, he intuits, it's twice as abrasive. With a bit of fiddling, he adjusts the setting. The hum descends to a low-pitched purr. Soft and discrete. By degrees, he teases the sleek black vibrator over her mound. Lets it judder in soft bursts against her clit, before it dips lower. Korra will feel the coolness of it against her entrance, feel the tremors there as it is stroked. Opened. Gently and patiently, he spreads her moisture across the toy, smoothing it over the tip. Then he pushes. Working it back and forth, stretching her, radiating deep thubs, and finally sliding in so that her sex closes, slickly, around its throbbing rigid heft. ]
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[ But Korra's been kind to him. He keeps trying, despite everything (failure -- relapse -- futility), to be the same to her. ]
[ The buzz is distracting. But he can tune it out. For Korra, he intuits, it's twice as abrasive. With a bit of fiddling, he adjusts the setting. The hum descends to a low-pitched purr. Soft and discrete. By degrees, he teases the sleek black vibrator over her mound. Lets it judder in soft bursts against her clit, before it dips lower. Korra will feel the coolness of it against her entrance, feel the tremors there as it is stroked. Opened. Gently and patiently, he spreads her moisture across the toy, smoothing it over the tip. Then he pushes. Working it back and forth, stretching her, radiating deep thubs, and finally sliding in so that her sex closes, slickly, around its throbbing rigid heft. ]