[ Hei's smile, as Korra's eyes close, is small and private. She gives herself so prettily, all lissome innocent grace, it might be almost lewd, except that it comes so naturally, it's the opposite of performance. She seems like she gets lost in sex, no inhibitions, no angles. Complete absorption. Hei envies that, because he can't follow her. He's never been that way -- look what happened the evening she asked him to let go of control. There's never a moment in which he hasn't kept a corner of his mind focused on detached observation, judgement, calculation. Of himself as well as everything else. ]
[ Right now, though ... he's as close to lost as he'll ever be. Stirring up into Korra, harder, but no more than an inch or two, then sinking back down -- only to thrust deeper within her, until he's fully socketed in her wonderful heat. He can't help it. The pace is too mild, and he's slavering for that flesh-against-flesh friction, wanting so badly to slam his cock into her over and over and over again until they're both rubbed raw. Korra's inner thighs feel slippery against his skin, and he grips her small hands, holds them tightly up as if she's balancing on some high ledge. His breaths come in soft, jerky gasps, urgency and arousal mingling thickly in his voice as he rolls his hips and grinds against her, everything slick, the bulk of him rubbing that sweet-spot inside her. Both eyes open, seeing how it feels to her. ]
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[ Right now, though ... he's as close to lost as he'll ever be. Stirring up into Korra, harder, but no more than an inch or two, then sinking back down -- only to thrust deeper within her, until he's fully socketed in her wonderful heat. He can't help it. The pace is too mild, and he's slavering for that flesh-against-flesh friction, wanting so badly to slam his cock into her over and over and over again until they're both rubbed raw. Korra's inner thighs feel slippery against his skin, and he grips her small hands, holds them tightly up as if she's balancing on some high ledge. His breaths come in soft, jerky gasps, urgency and arousal mingling thickly in his voice as he rolls his hips and grinds against her, everything slick, the bulk of him rubbing that sweet-spot inside her. Both eyes open, seeing how it feels to her. ]