[Korra wraps her arms around his waist and chases his greed with light scratches over his spine. This slow pace is perfect for her state of mind -- hot enough to preclude thought without overwhelming her compromised senses.
It's soothing. Not a word she's ever associated with sex, or one that she would have thought desirable, but it's exactly what she needs right now. She can feel the heat building up where his pelvis teases hers, cresting towards completion. Not as high as she usually climbs; it won't be as powerful as she usually falls. Still, she has no complaints.]
⊕ march 15th, late evening
It's soothing. Not a word she's ever associated with sex, or one that she would have thought desirable, but it's exactly what she needs right now. She can feel the heat building up where his pelvis teases hers, cresting towards completion. Not as high as she usually climbs; it won't be as powerful as she usually falls. Still, she has no complaints.]