[ The way she bites and claws feels like kisses of white-hot barbed wire. There's shock and then the sweet pain blossoms like sparklers in a dark sky. A second that seems like an eternity between each rake of tooth and claw -- and his ability to gasp in response. His rhythm builds. Brutal. He knows he should slow down. But instead he fucks her with deep, tight half-strokes, each one bottoming out with a straining grinding push. One arm is wound tight around Korra, keeping her close, filling her so she's pinned, sheathed on him. With his free hand, he plucks at her blouse before yanking it open. ]
This stupid thing really is -- too tight -- [ gasped with a half-smile as he roughly folds down the cups of Korra's lacy brassiere, so that her breasts are bared. ] I have to watch the buttons strain -- all the time.
[ He seizes one of her nipples. Gives it a sharp pinch. Leaning into her then, opening his teeth against her neck, her shoulder, the dips and swells of her breasts. At the same time his pace quickens, jogging her up against the cold cement, buried to the cods in her wet delicious heat. ]
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This stupid thing really is -- too tight -- [ gasped with a half-smile as he roughly folds down the cups of Korra's lacy brassiere, so that her breasts are bared. ] I have to watch the buttons strain -- all the time.
[ He seizes one of her nipples. Gives it a sharp pinch. Leaning into her then, opening his teeth against her neck, her shoulder, the dips and swells of her breasts. At the same time his pace quickens, jogging her up against the cold cement, buried to the cods in her wet delicious heat. ]