[ In some ways it's a predictable pattern -- the slow climb, the jittery moment of teetering on the edge, the final, inevitable plunge. There is truth to it, too, the theory that bodies and mechanics go hand-in-hand. But that's not what's Hei's interested in. It's those noises Korra lets off that send shivers spidering out from his center. It's the way she feels, the flutter-clench of her under his tongue and the way her body tenses as she rides it out. ]
[ He keeps going, closing his mouth around the mound of her and sucking hard at her clit, lapping at it in fast figure-eights to see if she's too oversensitive or she can push past this peak and crest again. ]
Sunday! \^^/
[ He keeps going, closing his mouth around the mound of her and sucking hard at her clit, lapping at it in fast figure-eights to see if she's too oversensitive or she can push past this peak and crest again. ]