In an hour, he's bound to curse himself for an idiot, but all he wants to do now is finish closing the distance with an impatience of nearly half a decade behind it. Why Korra, and why now, he doesn't have the words to fully describe, but he knows he's doing it because it's her, not just to be doing it. He can remember feeling this way about one other person, and that person still loved a man that wasn't Naruto.
It's boyish and mortal urgency that presses his lips against Korra's. They're wet, and soft, and it's even more than he expected. He pulls away only to take a shaky breath, not willing to move even more than an inch away.
He presses their mouths together again, wincing his eyes slightly as his sense catches up to his instinct. He expects retribution for taking this graceless liberty with her. A telling off, an I'm not speaking to you for a week, maybe even a slap across the face. If it makes him able to accept that she just doesn't want any of it like that, if it lets him forget about it and really move on, maybe it's worth it and he can't regret it.
Her mouth tastes a little like the chlorine of the pool, and mostly like sweet water.
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Date: 2013-12-05 07:32 am (UTC)It's boyish and mortal urgency that presses his lips against Korra's. They're wet, and soft, and it's even more than he expected. He pulls away only to take a shaky breath, not willing to move even more than an inch away.
He presses their mouths together again, wincing his eyes slightly as his sense catches up to his instinct. He expects retribution for taking this graceless liberty with her. A telling off, an I'm not speaking to you for a week, maybe even a slap across the face. If it makes him able to accept that she just doesn't want any of it like that, if it lets him forget about it and really move on, maybe it's worth it and he can't regret it.
Her mouth tastes a little like the chlorine of the pool, and mostly like sweet water.