[ Boy or girl, Hei thinks, there's one thing about Korra that's gratifyingly constant. She doesn't hide her desire from him. ]
[ He looks up at her, if only for a moment, and there's something almost light-hearted in his gaze -- fondness, maybe. The past associations that crash on the fringes of his memory aren't pleasant -- the times he's done this, the why, the who, the when. But it's offset, if not erased, by the way she twitches and squirms and cries out. The visuals and volume are different, sure. But the fizzing energy in the air around her -- a red-hot corona of need -- is the same. ]
[ Curling his left around her balls, he gently massages to gauge her receptivity. Presses a little harder and curves his fingers around to stroke her perineum, gently corkscrewing into her. The other hand jacks her cock slowly -- helped by his spit. He twists sharply on the upstroke and on the downbeat his mouth engulfs the dark head -- almost halfway without any apparent effort. ]
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[ He looks up at her, if only for a moment, and there's something almost light-hearted in his gaze -- fondness, maybe. The past associations that crash on the fringes of his memory aren't pleasant -- the times he's done this, the why, the who, the when. But it's offset, if not erased, by the way she twitches and squirms and cries out. The visuals and volume are different, sure. But the fizzing energy in the air around her -- a red-hot corona of need -- is the same. ]
[ Curling his left around her balls, he gently massages to gauge her receptivity. Presses a little harder and curves his fingers around to stroke her perineum, gently corkscrewing into her. The other hand jacks her cock slowly -- helped by his spit. He twists sharply on the upstroke and on the downbeat his mouth engulfs the dark head -- almost halfway without any apparent effort. ]