[ Hei exhales a low rasp of amusement against her mouth. Purrs, not quite meaning to, as she threads warm fingers into his hair, tugging him down on top of her. He keeps his weight braced on his knees, one hand carding through her hair, mussing it until he's dislodged the hair-pieces. He can feel his heart vibrating against Korra's front, and his other hand slides to the base of her spine, keeping her pressed tight to him. Warmth bleeds from skin to skin; his palms rove up and down her torso, feeling where the flesh is smooth as cream, and where it isn't; where her bones jut out, and where the curves are pinched in, as if trying to find where she's warmest. The idea that two people can touch just by touching like this is, like so many things, as stupid as it is agonizingly tempting. ]
[ He breaks the kiss, and his mouth goes to Korra's neck, kissing the tender dark skin, letting his teeth, his tongue, skim along the line of it, until he reaches her breasts. Full and soft and warm, and they even smell warm, somehow. He kisses each one, pushing his face into the space between them, mouthing over and over at one nipple until it feels tough and hard between his teeth. After a beat, he cups her breasts in his hands, pressing them tight together so both nipples are at his mouth. Sucks on them, hard, trying to keep them both in his mouth even though they're slippery with his saliva. He dips lower then, both hands dropping to her hips now, his stubbled cheek rubbing against her ribs as he slides his mouth to her stomach. ]
[ He fits himself at the juncture of her jeans, his mouth pressing her zipper into her slit and letting his ability transmit there -- a short, fizzing tingle of a shock. Not painful in the least. But enough to make her body take notice. ]
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[ He breaks the kiss, and his mouth goes to Korra's neck, kissing the tender dark skin, letting his teeth, his tongue, skim along the line of it, until he reaches her breasts. Full and soft and warm, and they even smell warm, somehow. He kisses each one, pushing his face into the space between them, mouthing over and over at one nipple until it feels tough and hard between his teeth. After a beat, he cups her breasts in his hands, pressing them tight together so both nipples are at his mouth. Sucks on them, hard, trying to keep them both in his mouth even though they're slippery with his saliva. He dips lower then, both hands dropping to her hips now, his stubbled cheek rubbing against her ribs as he slides his mouth to her stomach. ]
[ He fits himself at the juncture of her jeans, his mouth pressing her zipper into her slit and letting his ability transmit there -- a short, fizzing tingle of a shock. Not painful in the least. But enough to make her body take notice. ]