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I don't want to talk to my friends about being naked with you, Baby. That's embarrassing. I mean, I presume I would be naked to engage in this kissing that isn't actually kissing. Perhaps there's a book.

( A few moments, and then: )

If I promise to try, will that be enough? I really do care for you. I'll do what I must to continue seeing you. If we were in Westeros and I did not wish to go to bed with you, you'd simply take a mistress for that part of it and I would be your lady everywhere else. But I don't...I don't want you to go to someone else for that part of it. I only want you to come to me. I just know it is unfair of me to ask that of you if I am not seeing to what you want. And...well, I do want it. Sometimes when I kiss you, I do want it.

Girls talk about this stuff. I don't think you have to worry about it being embarrassing. But you don't have to, if you don't want to. I'd like to tell you more, but I feel ill-equipped. What works for me is very different from what works for a woman, and I wouldn't want to tell you something that isn't correct.

And, no, nakedness is not a requirement, if you don't want to be.

What I want, Sansa, is for you to be happy. To feel safe, and to have a good time. I don't want you to force yourself to do anything you're not comfortable with, and that isn't going to change. I won't force anything, ever. If you do, genuinely, want me to try and show you how I can maybe give you pleasure, I'll be more than happy to do it.
But only if you want to.

I don't want to go to anyone else, either. I care for you too much.

I'm not entirely certain how you intend to reach certain parts of me if my gown is still on. If you manage that, I think you will be eligible for knighthood. Do you swear to me that what you want to do with me won't hurt me?

Well, I can most definitely try my very, very best.

and, I swear. Look, let's make a promise to each other: if we go there, and you want to show you what I mean, and you are uncomfortable, or scared, or worried at any point,
you tell me. You stop me. This isn't going to work if we're not open with each other.
What do you say?

It's not conditional, Baby. I gave my word that I would try and I intend to keep it. I won't deprive you of my affection in that way.
It's unfair. Besides, from what I understand, I may be depriving myself of something too. If I am in pain or frightened, I'll tell you to stop. You'll listen. We're of an accord in this. I don't know what to ask for, however, so you'll have to demonstrate.

[ Is his pulse picking up, thrumming in his neck? Maybe. No one is around to judge him. ]

All right. I can do that. I can demonstrate.

[ He wants to add that it's not unfair for her to want to take care of herself, but she is just as stubborn as he can be, and there are battles he'd rather lose, like this one. ]

but, no pressure.

( Sansa's pulse is doing funny things too, and she's blushing, but with no one around to judge her she's a little less concerned than she might be normally. )

You've made me blush and I still have no idea what you intend. Would you stay in my bed afterward, at least?

if you want me to, I wouldn't ever think of leaving

[ He's a cuddler. ]

I never want you to leave. The worst part of my day is when you go home. If you stayed in my bed sometimes, I would like that. I'd like to sleep next to you.

( Sansa is also a cuddler. )

I'd like that, too. I'd love that.

( After a flurry of texts with Kimberly, Sansa is armed with new knowledge and is blushing much more furiously than before. )

I will allow you beneath my skirts to use your mouth. I know what it is now.

Edited 2018-03-13 16:25 (UTC)

[ Blink. Blink blink. ]

oh - okay. all right.

[ What do you say to that. 'Should I come over now?', or 'That's nice of you'? ]

I'm looking forward to it

[ Face, meet palm. ]

( Sansa isn't certain how to take that but since he'd been the one to suggest the act and he'd also said he was looking forward to it, she supposes she should take it well. )

I'm looking forward to it as well. I'm not certain what to expect, though. You'll be gentle with me?

[ He suggested it, not thinking she'd be agreeing to the idea! At least, not as fast as she seems to be. He thought he'd be going without getting any kind of sex for months. ]

oh, don't worry. I'll be tender, and true, and I'll take my time

[ Someone's listening to Elvis. ]

What shall I wear, then? When you come to me?

whatever you want, Sansa

Come tomorrow. Please?

[ And we're back to the heavy beat of his heart in his ears. ]

Okay. Okay, I will.

I'll barely sleep waiting for you.

You say that and all I want is to come right now.

You have to give me time to prepare! I haven't even picked out something to wear or put out candles or anything.

[ Oh, bless. ]

I think you might overestimate the amount of mood setting I need, but I also know that it might be more for you than for me

I'm sorry, you know I don't want to rush you. I'll be here tomorrow.

Did you want to come now? It wouldn’t take that much time to set things to rights in the house.

Edited 2018-03-14 17:02 (UTC)

[ His first answer is I want to make you come now, but he deletes it, nervous energy making his knee bounce. ]

honestly, Sansa, it's up to you. If you want me to come tomorrow, I'll wait. If you want me over now, I'll be in the car in .2 seconds.

( There's a knot in her stomach, delicious tension, and while she'd like to have everything drawn out and beautiful the fact that he just wants to come immediately is appealing to her. )

Come tomorrow, sweetling. Come and I'll be ready, I promise.

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