[ Hei isn't noisy; his only vocalizations are the juddering dip in his gasps, something sibilant yet half-laughing. ]
[ With every drag of hard enamel and wet tongue, he feels his skin throb, all pretty pink and red contusions. The flesh around his nipples puckers almost painfully, and a deep pang between his legs makes him press them together, a twitchiness rolling through his hips, building between his thighs and triggering a thin tremor all through him. His body becomes his tortured breasts, the want burgeoning brighter with each bite like a glowing ball of heat. But his nails, skittering up Korra's spine, are almost gentle, a controlled viciousness in the way they sink into the thick meat of her shoulders. ]
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[ With every drag of hard enamel and wet tongue, he feels his skin throb, all pretty pink and red contusions. The flesh around his nipples puckers almost painfully, and a deep pang between his legs makes him press them together, a twitchiness rolling through his hips, building between his thighs and triggering a thin tremor all through him. His body becomes his tortured breasts, the want burgeoning brighter with each bite like a glowing ball of heat. But his nails, skittering up Korra's spine, are almost gentle, a controlled viciousness in the way they sink into the thick meat of her shoulders. ]