Date: 2014-11-13 03:06 am (UTC)
mortemscintilla: ∅ Pass before these eyes (Hei - y u no listen?)
Korra --

[ Her words pass through him like a static shock. The blankness clings to Hei's face, but his eyelashes flutter, a hand drifting up to his temples, as if getting halfway through a rehearsed movement and then struggling to remember how it should conclude. He drops it slowly back down to curl around Korra's cheek. ]

[ In the dimness, Korra's eyes, staring into his, are like two blue bruises. Hei can hear her breathing, his own. And he realizes that he feels sick, unsteady, dull and horror-struck. He isn't one to judge people on what gets them off -- unless it's pedophilia, which in his eyes isn't a kink at all, but a fucking perversion. Even so, it's terrible to him that Korra would want replicate the things he'd do with Amber. She's not Amber. He doesn't want her to be. ]

[ Quietly, ]


You shouldn't push yourself ... Especially into something that isn't you.

[ Choking her, getting savage with her, none of that will spark awake the fragile tenderness he'd once felt for Amber, and transpose it toward Korra. There's no need for her to take unpleasant risks, in the futile hope that he'll become a different person. ]
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