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[killertrack]

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[theladyofwinterfell]

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.

[killertrack]

[ He nods, thankful she's not intending to use it at all times. ]

I like the sound of it on your tongue, too. Honestly, it still sounds like someone else's name, sometimes.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa smiles again and leans in to kiss him softly. )

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.

[killertrack]

[ Smiling, Baby nods. ]

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.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( 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.

[killertrack]

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. ]