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low —

A sound escapes him, guttural and low—her hand slips down to the button of his jeans, his mind explodes against the rear passenger door—and then he is sucking in air through a gasping mouth, and Korra’s—her mouth, on his throat—and Tahno, on his back in the backseat of his own car—and just when he thought he couldn’t sink any lower—she does.

glasses —

Tahno watched the glasses of champagne reach high toward the night sky, wishing the Avatar and her beloved all the very best; he raised his own into the air (heavy arm, heavy heart) and wondered why he felt so weak.

bootleg —

“Not to your taste, love?” he smirks through rum-stained breath, a sinful sweetness to match the salt on the ocean’s nightly breeze; she digs her heels into the sand and glares, but says nothing, and Korra—with eyes made of sea, heart made of stone, soul made of fire—tilts her head back and takes another mighty swig from the filthy bottle, simply out of spite.