kingofbadlifechoices: (This is where I do my dance moves)

[personal profile] kingofbadlifechoices 2015-03-25 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
His heart fills itself with a pleasant warmth when he hears those words from her mouth. After all they have been through, after all the people they have lost and dangers they have faced, they still are together. And maybe their time will be short and it could very well be that one day he will notice that she has returned to her homeland, leaving him here to solve matters for the Trumps.

“Losing you would be a terrible thing,” he admits softly, his forehead still resting against hers, fingers still digging into the fabric of her clothes. His cheeks glow a little with the trust she has in him and when her lips slide over his again he manages to capture her lower lip between his for a couple of seconds. “Then I will not...”

It pains him a little to have to break that kiss to get up and lift her up. Not far from the fire lie two blankets on top of a small pile of furs.

“Grey Wind, keep watch,” he says, his voice surprisingly curt and commanding. Yet, when his eyes are back on her face the smiles a warm smile and can’t help to feel a bit giddy about bedding her.

“You should not hold back either, I wish to look at you when you come undone.” The tone of his voice is soft and kind and his face is as red as a beet.