[ Hei's jaw aches on the edge of numbness, but he ignores it, lost in Korra's thrashing struggle, in the beautiful, excruciating arch of her body, her keening cries and the curve of her nails, their thrilling bite. He doesn't let her go; he picks up the pace, letting her oversensitive clit cool down a little as he explores further down, lips and tongue and fingers delving into her slick folds, the sweet glide of friction, in and out, before he's back to sucking on her clit again, patiently gathering the last crest up from her extremities, through her frantic overheated resistance. ]
[ Only when she's swollen, depleted, coated in sweat, does he exact the final shuddering fall, and let her drop. ]
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[ Only when she's swollen, depleted, coated in sweat, does he exact the final shuddering fall, and let her drop. ]