[ Red blossoms of chaotic energy flare and die behind Hei's eyelids at the heat of her mouth. Forcibly, he blinks his eyes open. Watches Korra's spine curve and her cheeks hollow as she sinks lower. The brush of her hair on his thighs makes him shiver as if mild electric currents are grazing over his skin. He wants so badly to reach out and cradle the back of her skull, to tangle her hair in both fists as he pumps in and out of her. Instead his fingers scrabble to grip the cushions tighter. His breathing quickens as if the thumping bassline below is infecting him, fueling the dull throb of his pulse into a blind skitter. A clear-eyed portion of his mind notes her technique, impressed by the quickness with which she's picked this up. ]
[ The rest simply loses itself to the sensations -- teeth gritting and hips rocking in careful degrees. ]
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[ The rest simply loses itself to the sensations -- teeth gritting and hips rocking in careful degrees. ]