( Sansa squeezes her eyes shut for a moment and inhales sharply when his finger touches that spot again and she reaches her own hand down tentatively, slipping beneath the heel of his hand to try and touch herself. She hasn't tried this before but she wants to see if she can replicate what he does for her. )
[ Taking a deep breath, Baby feels a shiver run down his spine as Sansa pushes her hand past his own. He pulls back a tiny bit, just to curve his fingers on top of hers, guiding her in what he'd do, what he's done so far. ]
Just like that. Soft and slow, and you crook your finger from the inside, stroke down. Yeah?
( Sansa slowly slips her finger inside and crooks it the way Miles showed her, gasping in a soft oh when she finds that spot for herself. Her body responds to the touch same as it does with him and that makes her feel heated and blush even in the heat of the shower. Still, she would rather he touch her. )
I found it. But Miles, I like it better when you touch me.
[ His lips against the shell of her ear, Baby smiles, still getting these delicious little shivers down his spine when she says his name. ]
Well, I'm here, aren't I?
[ He takes her hand in his delicately, pulling it away from her body before he comes back himself, sliding his middle finger back into her, going deeper this time, feeling her flutter around him. ]
Do you think of me when you're alone? Does it turn you on?
( His hand is bigger than her own, his fingers longer and better able to reach places inside her that Sansa hadn't known existed until just a few moments ago. She moans softly and it takes her a moment to realize he's asked her a question. Oh. )
I...I do think about you. I think about you all the time. It makes me blush.
[ Baby's smiling to himself at her response, exactly what he wanted to hear. He keeps his finger moving, breathing hot against her ear, his other hand on her stomach, pressing her a little against him. He's sure she can feel him growing hard, but he doesn't move further. ]
Good. I want that, you know? I want you to touch yourself when I'm not here, thinking about me. I want you to scream my name as you do.
( Sansa can feel him hard behind her and instead of it frightening her like it might have weeks ago, she's more curious than afraid. She pants a little, overheated with desire, and covers the hand on her stomach with one of her own. )
[ He nods, the tip of his nose catching against the top of her ear. He's hot, flushing all over, slowly fucking - he hates that word - Sansa with a finger, building her up towards a new kind of orgasm, and once more, he's struck by how much it means to both of them. ]
You could also call me, if I'm not here and you're thinking about me. Let me hear you...
( That had never occurred to her and Sansa whimpers and cries out as she comes, body clamping down on his finger and her whole body feeling like it's been lit aflame. )
[ Baby holds Sansa through her orgasm, still moving his finger, letting her ride it. They've been in the shower so long he worries they're going to run out of hot water, but at this moment he doesn't even care so much, his chest on fire and his muscles tense as he holds her with one arm.
He could listen to the way she cries out his name forever, and not get bored.
Slowly, he pulls his finger out, kissing Sansa all along the side of her face. ]
( For the first few moments, Sansa doesn't have any words. Her throat is dry and her heart is pounding too loudly to think about anything other than the feel of Miles' hands around her and the way her body feels. )
It was wonderful. It's always wonderful with you, Miles, you know that.
[ He's inordinately pleased by her words, and he's sure it shows on his face. Turning around, he turns off the shower before it actually starts running cold, the music sounding immediately louder. ]
( Sansa wants to say yes but her knees are shaky and she just doesn't want to move right now. She needs a few moments longer to get her bearings, she thinks, and shakes her head no. )
[ Baby nods, bending down a little to wrap an arm under Sansa's knees, the other going around her shoulders as he picks her up, cradling her close to him as he steps out of the shower stall, and takes her back to the bedroom, depositing her gently on the bed. ]
I'll get towels.
[ He's back in second with a fluffy towel for Sansa and one wrapped around his own waist. ]
( Sansa is a bit cold from the wet and so she is grateful for the towel so she can dry off. Once she's done a thorough enough job of it, she tosses the towel toward a chair and dives beneath the blankets to stave off the rest of the chill. )
[ He's got to dry off himself, but he's quick to follow Sansa under his sheets, shuffling close with an exaggerated shiver as he presses himself to her, burying his face in her neck and pushing his nose into her skin just to make her yelp and laugh. ]
I can imagine that's not what you expected when you came to visit, huh?
I can assure you that, for a first time? That was... that was so good, Sansa. And I don't want you to worry about it, okay? This - sex - isn't something that you're supposed to, I don't know, 'train' at. You just. Do what you want to do, you know?
[ Baby is so bad at words. ]
If you want to, then by all means I'm obviously not going to stop you. But I just want you to know that you don't have to do it for my sake.
( Sansa sighs a bit, frustrated with herself. She wants to be good at it, more than anything else. She wants to be as good at this as Miles is at pleasing her. )
You make it so easy to please me, Miles, and it’s so much harder for me to reciprocate. I just want to please you as well as you please me. That’s all.
( Sansa doesn’t know how to express what she means clearly and she reaches for him, brushing a hand back against his cheek. )
I’m just insecure about how capable I am. It’s hard for me to believe that what I can do is enough to satisfy you, that you aren’t left wanting. I know you must still want what I’m afraid of.
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Quick study. Teach me?
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Just like that. Soft and slow, and you crook your finger from the inside, stroke down. Yeah?
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( Sansa slowly slips her finger inside and crooks it the way Miles showed her, gasping in a soft oh when she finds that spot for herself. Her body responds to the touch same as it does with him and that makes her feel heated and blush even in the heat of the shower. Still, she would rather he touch her. )
I found it. But Miles, I like it better when you touch me.
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Well, I'm here, aren't I?
[ He takes her hand in his delicately, pulling it away from her body before he comes back himself, sliding his middle finger back into her, going deeper this time, feeling her flutter around him. ]
Do you think of me when you're alone? Does it turn you on?
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I...I do think about you. I think about you all the time. It makes me blush.
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Good. I want that, you know? I want you to touch yourself when I'm not here, thinking about me. I want you to scream my name as you do.
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I'll...I'll do it, Miles. I'll do it, I swear.
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You could also call me, if I'm not here and you're thinking about me. Let me hear you...
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Miles!
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He could listen to the way she cries out his name forever, and not get bored.
Slowly, he pulls his finger out, kissing Sansa all along the side of her face. ]
How was that?
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It was wonderful. It's always wonderful with you, Miles, you know that.
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Can you walk?
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I don't think so.
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I'll get towels.
[ He's back in second with a fluffy towel for Sansa and one wrapped around his own waist. ]
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Come on, Miles, I'm freezing. Get in bed?
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I can imagine that's not what you expected when you came to visit, huh?
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( Sansa does yelp but it dissolves into giggles in short order. She loops her arms around him and nuzzles up close. )
No, I didn’t think that would happen. It was so wonderful, though.
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It was. I just wanted to do something for you for once. It means something to me to be able to do that.
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You definitely won't hear me complaining.
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No, I imagine you wouldn't. I could have done better but I'll learn. It was only the first time, after all.
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I can assure you that, for a first time? That was... that was so good, Sansa. And I don't want you to worry about it, okay? This - sex - isn't something that you're supposed to, I don't know, 'train' at. You just. Do what you want to do, you know?
[ Baby is so bad at words. ]
If you want to, then by all means I'm obviously not going to stop you. But I just want you to know that you don't have to do it for my sake.
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( Sansa sighs a bit, frustrated with herself. She wants to be good at it, more than anything else. She wants to be as good at this as Miles is at pleasing her. )
You make it so easy to please me, Miles, and it’s so much harder for me to reciprocate. I just want to please you as well as you please me. That’s all.
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[ Baby looks into her eyes, genuinely confused. ]
What makes you think I'm not satisfied?
[ Because if you ask him, he is pretty satisfied, these days. ]
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( Sansa doesn’t know how to express what she means clearly and she reaches for him, brushing a hand back against his cheek. )
I’m just insecure about how capable I am. It’s hard for me to believe that what I can do is enough to satisfy you, that you aren’t left wanting. I know you must still want what I’m afraid of.
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