[ Hei stares ahead with a dull, solid anger, his eyes like blue Bakelite. The exposure from his confession doesn't seem to crumple him further, but rather hardens his edges. Yet inside, his stomach swoops downwards, churning around a hundred recollections of Amber. Setting his jaw, he refuses to give in. Refuses too, to answer Korra's question for the moment. A sense of dark amusement and bitter fury sparks through him at her words. There are certain things that aren't subject to a I'm sorry. However well-meant, it just hangs limp and inadequate the moment it passes her lips. At the same time, he can't blame Korra. Her manner could so easily be frivolous. But all she is, Hei knows, is sweet. Radiating concern and affection like a little sun. ]
[ With a sigh, he wipes his dry palm across his equally dry face, then does a more thorough job with the edge of the bedsheet. As if trying to scrub something completely intangible away. Behind him, the heat from Korra's body seems to seep into the bed, to soak into him --irresistible. You hopeless idiot, Hei thinks. And, in the same breath. I want. I want. I want. ]
[ Rolling, he slips an arm around her waist, pulling her across the sheets and fitting her into the curve of his body. Burrowing his mouth into her hair, he kisses her neck, her ear, her lips, murmuring, ]
Stop talking about it. [ Both a quiet request, a demand, and an answer to her question. ]
no subject
[ With a sigh, he wipes his dry palm across his equally dry face, then does a more thorough job with the edge of the bedsheet. As if trying to scrub something completely intangible away. Behind him, the heat from Korra's body seems to seep into the bed, to soak into him --irresistible. You hopeless idiot, Hei thinks. And, in the same breath. I want. I want. I want. ]
[ Rolling, he slips an arm around her waist, pulling her across the sheets and fitting her into the curve of his body. Burrowing his mouth into her hair, he kisses her neck, her ear, her lips, murmuring, ]
Stop talking about it. [ Both a quiet request, a demand, and an answer to her question. ]