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[alittlebent]

[Korra hums with satisfaction when she feels him shiver against her. The last piece of the puzzle has fallen into place and she can now step back (metaphorically) and admire te picture. The way he's curled against against her, hands tangled together between his legs. The thin sheen of sweat on his breasts. The way their damp hair tangles together on the pillow. The different-yet-familiar smell of them. Unconsciously she matches the rhythm of her breath to his.]

[two_zero_one]

[ In the dreamy landscape between drowsiness and alertness, Hei is aware that at the window, the sun's rays have intensified as if some responsible agency had just noticed they were shining at half-power. The umbra at the blinds is lit up like a lamp and beams ultraviolet rays fall onto him and Korra, pure heat with the rustle of breeze neatly filtered out. With his eyes half-shuttered, Hei lets his head roll against Korra's shoulder. Inhales deeply; he feels good. Boneless as warm taffy. No wonder Korra bounces around after a fuck with that brilliant smile on her face. No wonder Amber had liked to hum afterward, lips tucked wickedly at the corners as if there was a secret under her tongue. ]

[ In a few moments, he'll get up. Shower, dress, go through his katas and get breakfast started for the girls. A few moments. For now, he listens to Korra breathe, his gaze tracking the dustmotes glittering in the sunlight. Floating away to nowhere aimlessly. ]