[ 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.
[ He sighs, soft, turning his cheek into her touch for a moment. ]
Believe it, okay? Sex isn't just about penetration. What we're doing, you and I... the whole thing, of getting you to know yourself better, and enjoying sex? It satisfies me more than you can imagine it.
( Sansa likes nothing better than being wrapped up in Miles’ arms and she nuzzles his neck a little, incapable of restraining her affections when she feels tender like this. )
You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Miles. I want you to 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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Believe it, okay? Sex isn't just about penetration. What we're doing, you and I... the whole thing, of getting you to know yourself better, and enjoying sex? It satisfies me more than you can imagine it.
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( Sansa slides closer to him and lays her head on his chest, slips an arm around his waist.)
I love making you feel good, Miles. I just want to be the best at it that I can.
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You do - you really do. And it's a good thing that... we have all the time we want to both be the best at it. Together.
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( Sansa likes nothing better than being wrapped up in Miles’ arms and she nuzzles his neck a little, incapable of restraining her affections when she feels tender like this. )
You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Miles. I want you to know that.
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Don't ever underestimate yourself, Sansa.
[ Smile. ]
Get some sleep.