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[killertrack]

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[killertrack]

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

[theladyofwinterfell]

( 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.

[killertrack]

[ 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. ]

[theladyofwinterfell]

( 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?

[killertrack]

[ 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. ]

[theladyofwinterfell]

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

[killertrack]

whatever you want, Sansa

[theladyofwinterfell]

Come tomorrow. Please?

[killertrack]

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

Okay. Okay, I will.

[theladyofwinterfell]

I'll barely sleep waiting for you.

[killertrack]

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

[theladyofwinterfell]

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

[killertrack]

[ 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.

[theladyofwinterfell]

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

[killertrack]

[ 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.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( 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.

[killertrack]

[ There are a million innuendos at the tip of his fingers, but he refrains, because making Sansa blush is only interesting if he can see it, witness it and cherish it.

He's probably not going to sleep, and his work day is going to be the very longest day ever, but he'll deal with it. ]

I'll be there.