[ Her moan dangles in Hei's ears -- stuttered and sweet -- dictating the rise of his heartbeat. As she intensifies the pace, he breaks from feeding on her breasts with a little hitched gasp of his own that leaves icy cold where his mouth was. The hand between her thighs continues its work, urging her higher with slick fingers. His skin is warming fast against hers, a temperature that feels just ten degrees above hell -- sheened in sweat, flushed in the cheekbones and dip of throat. His eyes -- blown pupils and thread-fine irises -- fix on her with a stoned intensity. ]
[ When Korra leans in, he tips his head at an angle. Mouths nudging, then connecting -- sneaking hot little kisses between hungry hums. Meanwhile his palm against her spine exerts a hard pressure. Presses her tighter against him, torso to torso, sweat gluing their bodies together. Every movement makes her breasts catch against his skin, creates an electric friction where her nipples brush his chest. He responds by rocking underneath her, tight hot jabs, letting the rhythm build, a sweet repetition. ]
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[ When Korra leans in, he tips his head at an angle. Mouths nudging, then connecting -- sneaking hot little kisses between hungry hums. Meanwhile his palm against her spine exerts a hard pressure. Presses her tighter against him, torso to torso, sweat gluing their bodies together. Every movement makes her breasts catch against his skin, creates an electric friction where her nipples brush his chest. He responds by rocking underneath her, tight hot jabs, letting the rhythm build, a sweet repetition. ]