[ Usually Hei has a mental blueprint of how to take advantage of this proximity. Step A to Step B. Nothing is done without a purpose, after all. But right now, it feels as though the usual rules -- such as they are -- are on 'Pause.' It's quiet, and good -- there's a strange, almost-serenity to the moment, with the dustmotes glittering and the windows darkening for evening. He hitches her in closer, holds her for a long moment, with an aching tightness that might hurt any ordinary person. Hums a little, at the impress of her lips -- such a stupid little thing, but it's tailed by a pervasive gratitude, because it means she's been stirred out of her tense reserve. That she's not afraid. ]
[ Eventually, he loosens his hold by a fraction. Draws back to study her face, as if gauging it for any sign of reluctance or anxiety, before he moves in -- slow, careful. The kiss isn't innocent, but it's fleeting -- a warm press of his lips against hers -- but with the space closed between them, she carries the taste of the fruitsicles she was eating, and beneath, that flavor that is purely Korra. ]
Sunday! \^^/
[ Usually Hei has a mental blueprint of how to take advantage of this proximity. Step A to Step B. Nothing is done without a purpose, after all. But right now, it feels as though the usual rules -- such as they are -- are on 'Pause.' It's quiet, and good -- there's a strange, almost-serenity to the moment, with the dustmotes glittering and the windows darkening for evening. He hitches her in closer, holds her for a long moment, with an aching tightness that might hurt any ordinary person. Hums a little, at the impress of her lips -- such a stupid little thing, but it's tailed by a pervasive gratitude, because it means she's been stirred out of her tense reserve. That she's not afraid. ]
[ Eventually, he loosens his hold by a fraction. Draws back to study her face, as if gauging it for any sign of reluctance or anxiety, before he moves in -- slow, careful. The kiss isn't innocent, but it's fleeting -- a warm press of his lips against hers -- but with the space closed between them, she carries the taste of the fruitsicles she was eating, and beneath, that flavor that is purely Korra. ]