[ Hei swallows, embarrassed not for himself but for Korra, but also aroused, intensely aroused. When Pai says, You're too loud, he almost laughs, shakily, amused with the low drama of it all, despising it, too. Korra only makes it worse, clinging to him, so hot and sleek, physically supplicating. He shifts a bit, then wraps his arms around her, clinging hard, her cheek pressed against his jaw. (Part of him thinks, if they could only hold each other like this, skin to skin, it would be enough. Nothing else would need to happen.) He strokes the back of her head, smoothing her hair; his palm feels big enough to hold her skull inside it, and he's electrified with chagrin and desire. ]
All the time ... in the world, [ he reassures her in a whisper, breathing harder than if he'd just run up and down a hundred flights of stairs. Then, in a different tone, pitched calm and reassuring, he says to Pai. ] I'll keep it down.
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All the time ... in the world, [ he reassures her in a whisper, breathing harder than if he'd just run up and down a hundred flights of stairs. Then, in a different tone, pitched calm and reassuring, he says to Pai. ] I'll keep it down.