[ Somehow, the moments when Korra pauses are the worst (the best?). The heat rising, the tingling like an itch that must somehow find its sweet friction. Hei's breath comes in short sharp pants in time with his quiet hums, and through the haze he can see Korra studying him, eyes bright-blue with mischief. ]
[ He dips a hand down, encircling the base of Korra's cock, as if to get a refresher of the weight and density of it. He may not be as attached to this strange body of hers, with all its vulnerable dangly bits. But he's much more familiar than Korra with the games it can and can't withstand. Almost lazily, he squeezes along the sensitive glans, but only hard enough to make her cock a little plumper, to make Korra squirm and take notice. Rubs his thumb across the damp underside, before he puts pressure on the head, pressing it towards her as he drops his other palm down to cradle her balls for more stimulation. ]
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[ He dips a hand down, encircling the base of Korra's cock, as if to get a refresher of the weight and density of it. He may not be as attached to this strange body of hers, with all its vulnerable dangly bits. But he's much more familiar than Korra with the games it can and can't withstand. Almost lazily, he squeezes along the sensitive glans, but only hard enough to make her cock a little plumper, to make Korra squirm and take notice. Rubs his thumb across the damp underside, before he puts pressure on the head, pressing it towards her as he drops his other palm down to cradle her balls for more stimulation. ]