[ Hei takes in Korra's reaction and huffs -- not a laugh but a mild exhale tinged with amusement. Strange, how she's spent so many months working Underground, but remains oblivious to this feature about the garden-variety bloodsuckers. When the vampire and his squeeze get off at the sixteenth floor, he leans in to murmur in her ear, ]
It's rude to stare.
[ He doesn't really give her a chance to respond, though. Instead he tips her chin up in one hand to move his lips from her ear toward her mouth. It's not a particularly sweet kiss (he doesn't know how to do sweet. Doesn't know a lot of things anymore, in the wake of Heaven's War) but it's hungry and honest in its rough intensity, as he winds one arm around her shoulders, gripping the material of that childish hoodie tight in his fist, bending Korra's head back with the force of his mouth. He seems to imbibe her warmth like a spoonful of an illicit treat. Gorging on enough to be dizzy, bite after bite, after days of restraint. ] ]
[ He doesn't let go until the elevator chimes at the top floor. ]
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It's rude to stare.
[ He doesn't really give her a chance to respond, though. Instead he tips her chin up in one hand to move his lips from her ear toward her mouth. It's not a particularly sweet kiss (he doesn't know how to do sweet. Doesn't know a lot of things anymore, in the wake of Heaven's War) but it's hungry and honest in its rough intensity, as he winds one arm around her shoulders, gripping the material of that childish hoodie tight in his fist, bending Korra's head back with the force of his mouth. He seems to imbibe her warmth like a spoonful of an illicit treat. Gorging on enough to be dizzy, bite after bite, after days of restraint. ]
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[ He doesn't let go until the elevator chimes at the top floor. ]