[ It's a journey she takes and he watches her through it, touches her through it until he has to pull away, worried it'll become unpleasant if he leaves his hand there much longer. He leans in for a kiss, swallowing some of her moans before he pulls away. ]
I'm so used to Baby... I meant to tell you earlier.
[ He thinks so, but he would never assume. They might have discussed it earlier, but honestly, he's forgotten most everything they've even talked about the moment Sansa took her clothes off. ]
( Sansa nods, a smile sliding across her face quickly at the prospect of Miles making her breakfast in the morning. That seems like a very romantic thing to do even if that's not something done in Westeros, normally. )
Yes, Miles, I want you to stay. Will you teach me how to cook? I'm not very good.
I can. I'm not exactly a chef, but I can make a good breakfast, at least. Joe - my foster dad - likes simple foods.
[ He already can tell he's not going to be awake much longer, eyes heavy, words a tiny bit sluggish. He doesn't want Sansa to be offended, but her discovery of orgasms was a workout, for him, as much as he wishes he could give her so much more already. ]
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I'm so used to Baby... I meant to tell you earlier.
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I like it. I shall use it as much as I can when we’re alone together.
( Sansa gives him a soft, sweet smile. )
Miles. I like the sound of it on my tongue.
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I like the sound of it on your tongue, too. Honestly, it still sounds like someone else's name, sometimes.
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I shall make it so you know it's your name, trust me. I intend to use it as much as possible when we are alone like this.
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Am I - staying the night?
[ He thinks so, but he would never assume. They might have discussed it earlier, but honestly, he's forgotten most everything they've even talked about the moment Sansa took her clothes off. ]
I'll definitely make you breakfast.
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Yes, Miles, I want you to stay. Will you teach me how to cook? I'm not very good.
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[ He already can tell he's not going to be awake much longer, eyes heavy, words a tiny bit sluggish. He doesn't want Sansa to be offended, but her discovery of orgasms was a workout, for him, as much as he wishes he could give her so much more already. ]