[ The hilarity quotient is rising higher and higher. ]
[ With a dry twitch of his lips, Hei watches them squabble. Mako's prudishness strikes a chord of deja vu -- reminding him of when he'd been fifteen, self-absorbed and squeamish, trying to disguise his obvious inadequacies behind a facade of macho indifference. He'd flat out refused to eat pussy. (Still does, unless it's with someone he's fond of. But that's less out of inexperience and more a personal preference at this point.) He shouldn't be amused by this. Tossing out the surface level that This involves a stuck-up teenaged boy, complete with a bagful of sexual and emotional hangups and an overall dysfunctional personality. Then there's the bickering with Korra, the entitlement, the douchey attitude, the control issues -- ]
[ Okay. Hold on a second. ]
[ He's watching Korra engage in a tiff with himself. A younger, squeamish, virginal, more annoying version of himself. ]
[ But wait. ]
[ Hei actually eats pussy. He's got that in the bag.]
[ Gathering Korra into the cradle of his arms, he brushes his lips across her temple. Kisses her peachy cheek, pinked with an inner heat of anger and arousal. But his gaze stays on Mako. His voice is monotonous -- yet with a mocking, nearly subvocal rasp. ]
I guess no one's ever told you. But every girl fucks better after she's had some tongue. [ A beat, before he smiles fractionally. Disdain is bred in his bones, ice-cool, steeped right now in acid. ] Unless you're scared she's got teeth down there.
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[ With a dry twitch of his lips, Hei watches them squabble. Mako's prudishness strikes a chord of deja vu -- reminding him of when he'd been fifteen, self-absorbed and squeamish, trying to disguise his obvious inadequacies behind a facade of macho indifference. He'd flat out refused to eat pussy. (Still does, unless it's with someone he's fond of. But that's less out of inexperience and more a personal preference at this point.) He shouldn't be amused by this. Tossing out the surface level that This involves a stuck-up teenaged boy, complete with a bagful of sexual and emotional hangups and an overall dysfunctional personality. Then there's the bickering with Korra, the entitlement, the douchey attitude, the control issues -- ]
[ Okay. Hold on a second. ]
[ He's watching Korra engage in a tiff with himself. A younger, squeamish, virginal, more annoying version of himself. ]
[ But wait. ]
[ Hei actually eats pussy. He's got that in the bag.]
[ Gathering Korra into the cradle of his arms, he brushes his lips across her temple. Kisses her peachy cheek, pinked with an inner heat of anger and arousal. But his gaze stays on Mako. His voice is monotonous -- yet with a mocking, nearly subvocal rasp. ]
I guess no one's ever told you. But every girl fucks better after she's had some tongue. [ A beat, before he smiles fractionally. Disdain is bred in his bones, ice-cool, steeped right now in acid. ] Unless you're scared she's got teeth down there.