[ There's a shiver, tailed by a spike of disappointment, when she takes his erection into the melting heat of her mouth, only to let it pop free. But Hei's sleepiness still drips in on him at the edges. It's part of what makes his responses so logy and easygoing. Sex is something he can get for the asking anywhere, but the freedom to be this relaxed is what matters more to him. He can let himself be this way. Not because it's safe (nothing ever is), but because it's not dangerous, with Korra. No need to log exit routes; to skate his gaze across the room for threats; to count the myriad of ways he can kill her, with his body or with the pillows or sheets or lamps. ]
[ That, in itself, is a novelty. ]
[ When she leans in to kiss him, something in his stomach lurches. Strange, how she's even prettier in the day. All nude and tousled -- skin a toasted brown as if in some ad for equatorial exotica, unruly hair the color of dark honey, glittering golden at the edges in the sunlight. The eyes are clear blue and white, astonishing against the dark skin, the teeth bright when she smiles at him. Such a friendly smile. Almost enchantingly childlike. He leans into her warm pooched mouth with only a moment's hesitation, stretching out against her, curling one leg over hers. Kisses tasty despite that staleness of sleep -- slow and languid. ]
[ When he draws back, his amusement shows more in the crinkled edges of his eyes than his mouth. ] Doesn't mean I'll let you stay idle. [ Because you know how much he disapproves of wasted time. ]
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[ That, in itself, is a novelty. ]
[ When she leans in to kiss him, something in his stomach lurches. Strange, how she's even prettier in the day. All nude and tousled -- skin a toasted brown as if in some ad for equatorial exotica, unruly hair the color of dark honey, glittering golden at the edges in the sunlight. The eyes are clear blue and white, astonishing against the dark skin, the teeth bright when she smiles at him. Such a friendly smile. Almost enchantingly childlike. He leans into her warm pooched mouth with only a moment's hesitation, stretching out against her, curling one leg over hers. Kisses tasty despite that staleness of sleep -- slow and languid. ]
[ When he draws back, his amusement shows more in the crinkled edges of his eyes than his mouth. ] Doesn't mean I'll let you stay idle. [ Because you know how much he disapproves of wasted time. ]