[ Korra kisses him and he hums, a low, hungry noise. It intensifies quickly, the way his lips move against her; all pressure and heat, the hitch-and-gasp of his breath as his body pushes in. He draws one of her legs around his hip, and it's like a male dancer positioning a ballerina, a precise controlled motion, equal parts force and delicacy. Fills her slowly, not gentle but not brutal either. ]
[ Going from hot to cool, enveloped in it, in a slip-slide of friction, is a shocking contrast. It makes his brain flicker and turn to static -- makes the air, the room, his body, everything plunge. ]
action; shed
[ Going from hot to cool, enveloped in it, in a slip-slide of friction, is a shocking contrast. It makes his brain flicker and turn to static -- makes the air, the room, his body, everything plunge. ]