[ The feel of her fluttering around him sends a dizzying bubble of pleasure out from Hei's groin. His restraint feels like a bed of broken glass beneath his skin. Teeth gritted, he feeds her deep, rapid thrusts as she unravels around him, his breath catching the end of a suppressed growl. He doesn't stop. Doesn't dissolve with her. Instead he grabs her wrists, hauling her up. When her arms are around his neck, and she's straddling him, riding his pelvic bone while the aftershocks wash through her, he settles back on the couch. Mouth catching hers, taking frantic gulps of kisses, his hips jerking beneath her weight. Not erratic, but deepening. Deepening because Hei is changing his rhythm, because he's locked at twelve o'clock on that spot inside Korra, the place to nudge with the fullness of his cock, over and over. His hands grip her hips, the sound of the creaky couch growing louder and louder. Deep thuds now, corresponding with his heavy thrusts, each further apart. Three, four seconds apart, and with each thud, sharp gasps tearing from him. ]
[ He wants to force her higher, until she's wordless, soaring, as if something has torn loose inside her. What better way to end tonight's unspoken theme, before he spills, tumbling with her over the edge? ]
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[ He wants to force her higher, until she's wordless, soaring, as if something has torn loose inside her. What better way to end tonight's unspoken theme, before he spills, tumbling with her over the edge? ]