[ To be frank, Hei isn't sure why he chose this spot. He's heard rumors about the building -- that it's haunted, that it's infested with all manner of creepies, that you can't enter unless you have someone 'pure of heart' with you. The latter, it turns out, might be true. He's barely set one foot on the threshold before he was jerked off by some repellant force. A cool inner-voice warns him he shouldn't bring Korra out here. The Underground has at least a hundred little buildings -- the equivalent of Tokyo's Rabu Hoteru and often as tacky -- to slip into. ]
[ (He suspects that blowjob outside the bar did it; triggered a long-dormant itch for adrenalined post-battle encounters that were the sum of his sex life during Heaven's War. After such a history, last-minute check-ins at hotels tend to seem pedestrian in comparison. What's that phrase? Be careful... abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.) ]
[ (He won't tell Korra that.) ]
[ To her message, he types back. ] Scared. [ A deliberate statement, not a question. Then, marginally more sincere. ] You know I won't hurt you. [ After all, Korra got her cherry busted in a fucking shed. With a man who, weeks ago, threatened to kill her and her friends. A disaster-zone if there ever was one. It's not a judgement of her morals or her common sense. But he suspects she grasps, at an unspoken level, that Hei's tastes in cruelty don't extend to sexual sadism. Not entirely, anyway. ]
⊕ Friday! (unless he's already cursed, dun dun duuuuun! xD...No he isn't x3)
[ (He suspects that blowjob outside the bar did it; triggered a long-dormant itch for adrenalined post-battle encounters that were the sum of his sex life during Heaven's War. After such a history, last-minute check-ins at hotels tend to seem pedestrian in comparison. What's that phrase? Be careful... abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.) ]
[ (He won't tell Korra that.) ]
[ To her message, he types back. ] Scared. [ A deliberate statement, not a question. Then, marginally more sincere. ] You know I won't hurt you. [ After all, Korra got her cherry busted in a fucking shed. With a man who, weeks ago, threatened to kill her and her friends. A disaster-zone if there ever was one. It's not a judgement of her morals or her common sense. But he suspects she grasps, at an unspoken level, that Hei's tastes in cruelty don't extend to sexual sadism. Not entirely, anyway. ]