[ The shafts of illumination from the skylight -- a palette of red neons and flickering pinks -- wash over Korra, making shadows play tricks on her bare skin. Hei's mouth is dry, breath lost and mind white-noise, too scattered to think about saying anything. Instead his eyes stay open and track her movements with a burning, predatory interest. ]
[ If it wasn't for how pretty Korra looks -- her mouth hypnotic, made to surround the base of his cock, but her eyes trapping him, big and blue and an incongruous mix of sex and innocence -- and how the slide of her body sparks through him like an electric volt, making his breath hitch ... if it wasn't for all of that, Hei knows he might actually have grabbed her head and shoved himself deep into her throat. Instead he just struggles to control his breathing, fingers clenching in the futon as her tongue swirls wetly around the head of his erection. ]
Fuck.
[ It's a slurred noise, not relief so much as frustration. ]
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[ If it wasn't for how pretty Korra looks -- her mouth hypnotic, made to surround the base of his cock, but her eyes trapping him, big and blue and an incongruous mix of sex and innocence -- and how the slide of her body sparks through him like an electric volt, making his breath hitch ... if it wasn't for all of that, Hei knows he might actually have grabbed her head and shoved himself deep into her throat. Instead he just struggles to control his breathing, fingers clenching in the futon as her tongue swirls wetly around the head of his erection. ]
Fuck.
[ It's a slurred noise, not relief so much as frustration. ]