[ She slows instead of picking up the pace, and Hei lets a frustrated noise vibrate in his throat, jerking forward, his grip fierce in her hair. All his focus is on the liquid heat of her mouth, the small twitches of his erection and the unbearable tension radiating through every other muscle. It's not enough -- not enough to get off and not enough to take the edge off and it feels like he might burst. ]
[ Swallowing thickly, he props himself on the elbow of his free arm. Lets her hair go with the other hand to reach down and trail his hand lightly from her shoulder to her breasts. He pinches a nipple sharply between rough fingers, twisting and tugging -- half-warning for Korra not to play games with him, half-distraction for himself, something to deflect his mind off this terrible energy pent up inside him, with nowhere for it to go. ]
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[ Swallowing thickly, he props himself on the elbow of his free arm. Lets her hair go with the other hand to reach down and trail his hand lightly from her shoulder to her breasts. He pinches a nipple sharply between rough fingers, twisting and tugging -- half-warning for Korra not to play games with him, half-distraction for himself, something to deflect his mind off this terrible energy pent up inside him, with nowhere for it to go. ]