[ Hei dimly registers the door opening, and the tread of footsteps in the distance. Instead of nearing, they fade, which suits him fine. He's too keyed up, spilling over with filthy ideas and filthier sensations. He lets his thigh wedge tighter between Korra's tensed legs, rocking it in a slow back and forth motion that presses the thick center seam of her jeans tight against her. The fuzzy material of her hoodie makes his palm tingle; he runs his hand from her nape to the top of her jeans, then forward: sliding it along the ribs, cupping it over her breast, his thumb brushing the nipple through the layers of fabric. ]
[ He does find the keycard eventually, the door clicking open with a dull beep, and there's more urgency than finesse in the way he repockets it, fingers rough as he steers Korra into the room. He kicks the door shut with his heel, then leans back against it, pulling her so she falls against him, pressing her body into his. He gnaws her neck, licking his way slowly from her jawline to her ear. Traces his tongue around the rim before he breathes gently on it, a hot-cold rush of air. ]
[ Dizzy, he draws back a moment to regard her, lips in the faint shape of a smirk. It would be easy to let this escalate -- a repeat of their usual wild, messy, incoherent encounters. But he's in no particular rush. When he meant an all-nighter, he was serious. They have time. ]
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[ He does find the keycard eventually, the door clicking open with a dull beep, and there's more urgency than finesse in the way he repockets it, fingers rough as he steers Korra into the room. He kicks the door shut with his heel, then leans back against it, pulling her so she falls against him, pressing her body into his. He gnaws her neck, licking his way slowly from her jawline to her ear. Traces his tongue around the rim before he breathes gently on it, a hot-cold rush of air. ]
[ Dizzy, he draws back a moment to regard her, lips in the faint shape of a smirk. It would be easy to let this escalate -- a repeat of their usual wild, messy, incoherent encounters. But he's in no particular rush. When he meant an all-nighter, he was serious. They have time. ]