[ Hei's inner-timer is sharper than most. Alone in Korra's room, he feels acutely out of place anyway. The cool sheets give up a concentrated fragrance of her that nearly unsettles him. Rolling onto his side, his face against her pillow, he shuts his eyes. This is her particular nest, rich with her smell, her silly girlythings all around -- but even in the midst of it, he feels wrong. Superimposed. This isn't a place someone like him belongs -- any more than if Korra had brought a deranged beast from the Underground, its fangs dripping blood, to play with her gaggle of cuddly pets. ]
[ She invited you. She's not afraid to let someone like you so close. The words mean nothing. ]
[ Eventually, the wait begins to chafe. Korra's one minute is up. With a slight scowl, he swings himself out of bed. Pads barefoot and naked into the kitchen, following the cloud of Korra's lovely pheromones. In the kitchen, he slips soundlessly behind her, enveloping her in his arms. His breath is hot and wet but steady as he whispers right into her ear, ]
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[ She invited you. She's not afraid to let someone like you so close. The words mean nothing. ]
[ Eventually, the wait begins to chafe. Korra's one minute is up. With a slight scowl, he swings himself out of bed. Pads barefoot and naked into the kitchen, following the cloud of Korra's lovely pheromones. In the kitchen, he slips soundlessly behind her, enveloping her in his arms. His breath is hot and wet but steady as he whispers right into her ear, ]
Someone's taking her sweet time.