[ Not too soon. He's planning to get the most out of this night before its delirious destruction. He licks slowly, almost idly, on and on despite Korra's demands and the sharp press of her nails, determined to crumble those bitten-off words into nothing but an escalation of frantic incoherent sounds before he lets her fall to pieces. His whole body controlled yet tractile with resolve except his erection, which throbs in time to his pulse, harder than it's ever been. ]
[ So he keeps going. One hand splaying across her hipbone, fingers curling and digging into the flesh, tight enough to bruise, to keep her from bucking into his open mouth, while he prolongs the torment, soft and ceaseless, again and again and again, teasing her with nothing but hot-cool breath and fluttering touches of teeth and tongue on her slick flesh. ]
[ Ask nicely, and he'll give her what she wants. (Maybe...) ]
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[ So he keeps going. One hand splaying across her hipbone, fingers curling and digging into the flesh, tight enough to bruise, to keep her from bucking into his open mouth, while he prolongs the torment, soft and ceaseless, again and again and again, teasing her with nothing but hot-cool breath and fluttering touches of teeth and tongue on her slick flesh. ]
[ Ask nicely, and he'll give her what she wants. (Maybe...) ]