[ From his vantagepoint, Hei glances down at the pretty dips of shadow in her collarbones and cleavage, and thinks how easy it'd be to sweep his hands down Korra's shoulders, catching the material of her lingerie along the way, bringing the garments down her wrists, her belly, her thighs and ankles in one smooth motion, exposing her completely. His half-smile goes from a little greedy, little sharp straight to -- ]
[ Jesus Christ. ]
[ His fingers tighten on the cool neck of the bottle. The free hand curves up her shoulder to her throat, feeling warm skin and the thub of pulse as his body reacts to her touch, lips parting, pulse skittering, though it's not quite how he wants this evening to go. Leaning in, Hei nips, a little harder than he has to, at her lower-lip, then continues his path down her neck with an edge of teeth, his hand dropping to curl around her wrist before pulling her hand away. ]
Tub, [ he murmurs. As in: The water's getting cold. As in: You're more distracting than I expected. ]
action;
[ Jesus Christ. ]
[ His fingers tighten on the cool neck of the bottle. The free hand curves up her shoulder to her throat, feeling warm skin and the thub of pulse as his body reacts to her touch, lips parting, pulse skittering, though it's not quite how he wants this evening to go. Leaning in, Hei nips, a little harder than he has to, at her lower-lip, then continues his path down her neck with an edge of teeth, his hand dropping to curl around her wrist before pulling her hand away. ]
Tub, [ he murmurs. As in: The water's getting cold. As in: You're more distracting than I expected. ]