[ The whole of his body jolts as she sinks down. The heat of her mouth is exquisite, and Hei's rasping noises turn into something more like a rumble, like he's grateful. Like he's enjoying himself beyond words. But it's a challenge too, fingers bunched up in the padding of the pillow, his mind skittering and trying to find balance or purchase where there is none. It's terrifying, because anything that ekes such a rawness out of him always is, driving that fine line between the good kind of senselessness and a dangerous, exploitative vulnerability, but Korra's presence is what makes this work. ]
[ The arch of his back, the stutter of his ribs as he breathes -- it's all hard proof. He doesn't buck into her mouth. But there's a tremor in his hips, almost like an encroaching earthquake. When she hums and sucks, pre-cum bursts in her mouth -- quick, sharp spurts, like shock or surprise. ]
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[ The arch of his back, the stutter of his ribs as he breathes -- it's all hard proof. He doesn't buck into her mouth. But there's a tremor in his hips, almost like an encroaching earthquake. When she hums and sucks, pre-cum bursts in her mouth -- quick, sharp spurts, like shock or surprise. ]