...ir first time filled with fumbling, apologies, and pain but this. This time where she feels so good and she's making that moaning sound that's just right and he can't think of a better sound in the world. Not even "The Fire Ferrets win!" could compare to the high pitched keening sound she's making.
"Fuck, that's good," he grunts as he picks up his pace.
He feels her roll her hips in response. She's so tight and naive he thinks. He loves it when she smiles at him, making sure to meet his thrusts in time. "And to think," she breathes, "you didn't give me the time of day when we first met."
"I thought you were one of my brother's fangirls." His voice is gruff. He feels her clench around his length and knows he's so close to release.
"To think," she pants, "that Tenzin didn't want me to even see a pro-bending mat-ch." Her voice goes up in volume at the end of the word and he knows he's hit her sweet spot. He's not had many girls (most flock to his charming brother) but he's had enough to know that she's close and he's hit the spot that makes her lose all reason.
"Harder," she complains as her hips try to force his into a faster pace.
"Patience," he mutters. Love, he almost adds. He can't love her. She...