[ A vague tension ripples though Hei; in Korra's soapy grip, his cock softens a shade, then twitches. After a beat, he relaxes into the touch with an exhale, tipping his head sideways to let her gnaw at his torso. She's not prodding anywhere with her fingers. It's fine. ]
[ In the pelting spray, Korra's her wet hair is plastered to her scalp. Such a small pretty head she has; he dips his chin and kisses her. Foamy bubbles crisscross their skins, swept away by the water. One hand between their bodies, letting Korra's hand slip up and down, jacking him with a tight knife-grip, he slides his other hand over the small of her back, her ass and the cleft of it. One finger circles the puckered opening there, pressing against it gently. Dips lower, back to front, tracing along the damp seam of her sex. ]
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[ In the pelting spray, Korra's her wet hair is plastered to her scalp. Such a small pretty head she has; he dips his chin and kisses her. Foamy bubbles crisscross their skins, swept away by the water. One hand between their bodies, letting Korra's hand slip up and down, jacking him with a tight knife-grip, he slides his other hand over the small of her back, her ass and the cleft of it. One finger circles the puckered opening there, pressing against it gently. Dips lower, back to front, tracing along the damp seam of her sex. ]