[ Hei feels the quiet reverberation of her pulse against his still body. He kisses the whorl of her hair, nuzzles along her ear. Her scent, somehow green and natural, makes him think of wilderness and getting nicely lost and away from everything, which is its own sort of nostalgia. Yet at the same time, the ease with which she wraps around him, trusts that he won't snap her neck at this exact moment, is disarming. Alarming. If he ever decides to hurt her, she won't see it coming, and the consequences will be brutal. The same goes for if he lies to her. ]
[ The last thing he wants to do is seriously damage Korra. He can't say that, though, so he tries for the next best thing. Tipping his head up, he fastens on her mouth, kissing the tart winey flavor from her lips until it's all gone, and then a little longer to make sure. His hands move too, not urgent but leisurely, up under her shirt and down the waistband of her jeans. ]
[ Unlike the average teenager he's never kissed like this before, nothing but mouths and teasing touches, no progression to more serious action, no sense that anything could be more serious than this heated persistent exploration of tongue and teeth. It makes him feel off-balance and out-of-depth. ]
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[ The last thing he wants to do is seriously damage Korra. He can't say that, though, so he tries for the next best thing. Tipping his head up, he fastens on her mouth, kissing the tart winey flavor from her lips until it's all gone, and then a little longer to make sure. His hands move too, not urgent but leisurely, up under her shirt and down the waistband of her jeans. ]
[ Unlike the average teenager he's never kissed like this before, nothing but mouths and teasing touches, no progression to more serious action, no sense that anything could be more serious than this heated persistent exploration of tongue and teeth. It makes him feel off-balance and out-of-depth. ]