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Dany looks forlornly at the pillow she was trying to retrieve from the floor when his grip tightens on her. She’s not complaining too much because he’s adorable when he does this. “My pillow fell off the bed.” She is still trying to reach it without separating from him though with his leg wrapped around her she really couldn’t if she wanted.

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Bezi whined as he felt Dany move beside him. His arm tightened and he nuzzled into her shoulder, wriggling up against her. "Wer're you goin'?" he mumbled, one of his long legs wrapping around her.

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Daenerys for the most part is in her own little world with her fiancé her attention fully on Logan. She is enjoying herself moving to the music with Logan's arms around him and hadn't even noticed the other guy looking at her until he touched her. Her eyes came up and looked at the guy with a look that suggested he should back up before she makes him, but even Logan beat her to that. The fact that Logan has pushed the hand off of her she knows that there is going to be a fight.

The way that the man kept trying to come towards her and Logan went overly protective of her had her backing up against the bar. Her eyes never left the back of Logan though as she watched him pummel the other man. It is intense and in this moment she realizes that she is lucky to have such a fierce protector. As he comes back towards her Dany is closing the distance between them and wraps her arms around his. "Maybe we should go?" She suggests because now she can feel the tension around them from the others that saw that display.

They had had their fun and honestly she wanted to go home now after seeing how upset Logan had got. She slid one of her hands down his arm to lace their fingers together. "Let's go home." She said finally pressing a kiss to his cheek. Honestly Dany just wanted to be in a place where it could be the two of them without anyone else coming to interrupt their time together.

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He loved taking Dany out on the town on occasion and he was just so pleased she seemed to be having a good time at a little club they were at just for something different. Plus, he got to show her off now that she's exclusively his. The ring suits her and they wander over to the bar to grab something to drink, he's facing her and holding her in close when he notices someone sauntering over as if he is invisible.

The man lays a hand on Dany's shoulder: Logan instantly shoves it off her, careful to glare at the man in the flashing lights. What is it with these men and their lack of understanding of boundaries?

Another moment where the other thinks he can touch her and Logan's shaking his head and pushing him off, once, twice, thrice, and all the while stalking towards him just to be between Dany and any danger. He knows words can't be heard in a place like this, but he knows there are eyes everywhere. That doesn't stop him from noticing the man beginning to try and move around him: Logan takes hold of his shirt in a fist and punches him with the other. Hard enough that the bones in his hand sting.

"You don't talk to her, you don't look at her!" Logan shouts over the music, another punch and the guy is shoved further away from the bar. "Don't you fucking touch her!" He takes a weird satisfaction in watching the man struggle to get back to his feet, taking a step back towards his fiancé in the meantime.

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Rhaenyra had warned those guys to keep walking, but they didn't believe that her boyfriend would make them regret their choices. They most certainly believed that now after Logan had got up in their faces and did some real damage to one. She stood there in awe of him through the whole thing. She had never seen him so angry or even so in command of every little movement that he made down to the tone of his voice. It would have terrified her if it wasn't in defense of her.

She can even tell that he hasn't let all of that tension in his body out by the time he has turned to look at her when the danger has passed. Rhaenyra nodded her head at his question. "Yeah, I'm okay." She looks over him for a moment and that hand that hit the guy. "Are you?" She reaches for him taking his hand in hers and lifting it up to her lips. Now that the danger had passed she couldn't deny that that display of male dominance was rather hot as well. "He didn't hurt your hand did he?" She questioned looking it over in her grasp before kissing his knuckles.

Once he was done in the bathroom, he took one look out the glass doors of the restaurant before he was suddenly furious. It didn't take much to get him back into his military mentality, but his stance alone shifts as he shoves through the doors, intent to make noise and draw their attention before he stands in front of Rhae, grabs both their collars and pushes them away just for some space. He has some height on the both of them, that means he can intimidate them. Not that they'll respond to that, what with the way they nervously square their own shoulders.

"You try any more bullshit on my girl, you'll be eating your fucking teeth." He's not wearing his tags that night but he sure feels the ghost of their chain on his neck, the weight of them, that long gone valor he had associated with them. But their ghost is influential over him either way, these two remind him of snot nosed brats who don't know how to respect the uniform they may come to wear, but he doubts they'd even offer their lives for this country in favor of chasing skirts when they're so obviously not wanted.

One of them makes the mistake of trying to move him aside, but Logan moves almost on autopilot. Taking that wrist in one hand, kneeing him in the gut simultaneously and further punching him hard across he jaw, the former sergeant lets him go to stumble back cradling his sorry ass and bleeding lip. He's in full on guard dog mode: the other shuffles forward, mismatched eyes instantly shift to him as if honed in on radar. "I suggest you take yourselves home, you disrespectful fucks." Logan punks the other with a quick shift forward on his dominant foot, his clenched fist on display.

He watches with an air of satisfaction as they slink away. Logan turns and catches sight of onlookers inside the safety of the restaurant, not calling for help, maybe recording, but he must still look angry cause some of them shrink back to their dinners. He has eyes only for Rhae. "Are you ok?" His guard is not down, not just yet, not till they get to the truck, but he wants to check first.

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The idea that he could be surprising her with whatever he wanted for a date was exciting. You could learn a few things from where a man decided to take you on a first date and what she had learned was she didn't always like them. However, Logan had already proven to be so different from any other man that she had let into her life. "I can't wait to see what you might have in mind for our first date." She grins at him and it only brightens with him kissing her cheek some more. Gods he is just the absolute cutest.

The way he nuzzled into her hand made her heart flutter and her stomach flipped. She couldn't handle the way that he made her feel without leaning in to steal another kiss from him. It was a quick, soft, sweet thing and she wanted so much more from him when the time was right.

"When the time is right I will." She promised playfully as if it was some super secret thing what else it was that she liked about it. The fact that he has no fear in bringing her even closer by throwing her hand over his shoulder. She obliges pressing even closer to him with both arms wrapping around his neck as he kisses her more. Each kiss is returned more than happily as Rhaenyra enjoys how tangled about one another that they feel and his works when he pulls away takes her breath away. "Oh Logan." She breathes out before she's pulling him back in for a deeper kiss.

"Good." Logan murmured about her enjoyment of surprised: that genuinely was very good, he could play around with that, give him some extra time to find the right place to take her on a date which would hopefully be different than others she'd ever been on. The thought briefly makes him jealous but it's gone in the blink of an eye, when he smiles with a soft mhm behind closed smiling lips, leaning in to kiss her cheek a few times. He doesn't think he can realistically restrain himself anymore from kisses...she's just so damn good with kisses.

But he pauses a moment and lets his hand fall from her hair to her shoulder, to give her a break to speak coherently. And what he hears makes him smile quietly, the way it makes him feel to be seen in such a light is new and clean. Sweet. He leans automatically into her palm, nuzzling it softly as he's always wanted to do, and bites his smiling bottom lip at the compliments.

"Hmm, you'll have to tell me what that thing is someday." He muses but holds his smile for a moment longer. This really feels so good, to feel human...to feel wanted. Logan takes her hand which he's been holding and throws it over his shoulder, pulling her in closer with a soft chuckle to kiss her some more, tender kisses that last a good while. He'd somehow mildly coiled them around one another at this point so he stops his kisses only when he feels they might need some air and ponders. "You remind me there's still good in this world." A whisper against her lips, for they aren't far apart: he enjoys being this close, within her gravity, it helps him feel new again.

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"You're not that simple." At least she didn't think that he was that simple. He had his own little quirks and nuisances that no one else likely noticed, but she did. It was part of what made her life him so much. It was why she was now so happy to call him her boyfriend. Every little caring and protective thing he does for her like shutting her car door for her when get got in all the way down to rushing out of his truck to open the door when they got to her place. It was all so chivalrous and that wasn't something that she was overly used to just yet.

Still she smiled and thanked him when he opened her door before she could even think about it because she didn't want to leave the warmth of her car. Rhaenyra slipped out of the car and pressed a quick peck to his lips in greeting. "Such a gentleman." She cooed at him feeling through her keys for her house key before walking up to her front door. She hoped that inside would be as warm as her car had been. The lock came undone for the door and she opened it for him to follow her inside of her house which was blessedly warm. "I do believe I owe you some hot coco." She hummed stripping out of her coat and other cold weather gear leaving it in a pile next to the front door. "Make yourself comfortable I'll get the coco started."

I pay attention to what you like. "I'm such a simple creature, it's easy to catch on." He too teases though he does mean it. He is not by any means a fun person or so he thinks. He loves her little giggles whenever he kisses her nose, he adores her body relaxing into him when he brushes his fingers through her hair. He can't get enough of her smile and he's just smitten already, so far gone. And that way she kisses him with the pull on his belt loops his heart flutters, his stomach flips. He tries not to moan quietly against her lips and he too has to think of what exactly is happening when she pulls away. That alluring way she says such a thing has him smirking before he closes the door for her.

Was it bad he'd rather have dragged her to this truck and they could've had some fun there, fogging up the windows?

He pats the roof of her car and jogs to his truck, getting the heater on and following her down the rather deserted streets in the darkness, being careful in not sticking too close to her but not letting her taillights out of his view either. Taking care in watching for animals that could flit into the street, he's pleased when none do: it must be too cold, but the better to keep them safe on the roads. Not too long later they wind up in her driveway, and Logan is careful to shut the truck down and exit in time to open the driver's side door for her.

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There is no hiding the pleased smirk as he agrees that she is right about conserving water. It was also just a chance that she decided to take because while they have certainly come close to being naked together this would be a real first for them. "Of course I'm right." She teases him playfully trying to disguise her own little bit of nerves about the moment when there will be no turning back. "I hope you like your showers as hot as the fires of hell." She joked before he pressed that kiss to her forehead that put her firmly on cloud nine.

As soon as he was out of her sight she turned to his shower and turned on the water to get it to warm up to her preferred flesh melting temperature. Then the poor is opened again as she is stripping off her wet clothes her shirt already in her hand when he offers to take her clothes. "Yeah, let me just..." She puts down the wet shirt and then peels out of the rest of her wet clothes so that she is standing there naked as she puts all of the wet clothes together. "Thanks." She tries to hold back her blush as she holds the wet clothes out to him.

The whole of the moment he's so consumed with getting everything ready for her to shower that he'd all but gone silent at her question. It almost doesn't click what she's asking until she elaborates and he feels a blush come up the back of his neck and he looks slightly away from her, as if he's shy. Perhaps he is. But he smiles sheepishly and runs a hand through his wet hair, contemplating. "I mean...I guess you're right." He admits quietly and chuckles softly. "Yeah let me just grab some clothes and we can hop in. Um, get it to the temperature you like."

At her biting her bottom lip, he kisses her forehead and further ventures out of the bathroom and into his bedroom for a couple pairs of sweats and well worn, soft v-necks, some underwear and another towel and washcloth. He opens the washer then and takes off his pants and shirt, poking his head into the bathroom shortly afterwards to put his own things on the counter. "Do you want me to take your clothes to the washer?" He asks as he idly takes the towels and hangs them on the outside of the shower doors, the washcloths inside on the showerhead caddy, just wondering how he can help. Trying to distract himself from this moment which will be...a big step for them. Not that he's nervous, so he runs a hand through his hair yet again: a clear tell, for he's sure she knows what it means by now.

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There is so much to take in with how she is feeling in this moment thanks to the man beneath her. The way that their breathing was in sync and how easily they found a rhythm together made it easy to forget about the ticking clock above them. She was focused solely on Logan and the sinful things he was doing to her body with how much more she wanted from him. Having the tension finally snap between them was the best thing that could have happened for her with all of this because she needed the release more than anything else.

Her moans only grew louder and a bit higher in pitch as she got closer to that release too. The sound of his own moan when she pulled his hair urged her on and she gave it another tug wanting to hear him make more noise. Then came that command and before she realized it her body was obeying as her orgasm washed over her with thirty seconds to spare on the timer ticking away above them. She let out a loud moan as her body trembled from the force of it and she found herself collapsing against his body her hips moving through the event until they eventually slowed and stopped. One word uttered from her lips against his neck. "Fuck."

While he knows the essence of human nature are driving them in this moment, he is also very aware that he wants her to go into the arena with this for another entirely selfish reason, and he tries to keep that morbidity at bay. He instead allows his eyes to take in all of her, the way she looks in this moment when his hand seeks out its prize, how she takes in that breath and he too mirrors it, as if their pleasure is seemingly connected. Such a moment like this is entirely palpable in the air around them, having been building for a few days now: the thread finally snapped.

Everything about her is beautiful, even when she's flushed and flustered. That moan is sweet music to his ears and he holds her lower back for support, to help her chase the climax and not fear she can't hold her body where it is while rocking away with him. He's ashamed, in a way, to say he's also been so needy lately for any form of contact that he feels almost that he's taking advantage of her, grooming her, but thoughts of that fade at least into something of obscurity as she tugs his hair and he lets out the softest of moans between parted lips. He allows them to bask in the scent of this, their very much unholy interaction, before he allows one word to softly spill between them: "Come."

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@ssolessurvivor sent: 🎲 (for nyra)

The fates have decided! 17: An upside down “Spider-man” kiss.

Rhaenyra was in a bit of a silly mood today she would admit it. She was on the couch reading her newest book while Logan was cooking them supper. There were a few times she would get a little mischievous and beckon him to her just so that she could steal a kiss or even just do something to rile him up. At this point he was just waiting on the food to simmer so she beckoned him over once more her head leaned back against the back of the couch.

“Babe, come here.” She took on a purposely whiny tone as she reached her arms out towards him. As Logan approached she got one of those wiry smiles on her face as she tugged him down to her level and stole a kiss. She hadn’t kissed him upside down like this before and as she went for a deep one she found it interesting. Perhaps this was something she should try more often in the future.

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Daenerys considered what he said her mind already churning to formulate a plan to both take care of and entertain her people. Why shouldn’t they be entertained after all? Sandor had some good points even if he didn’t fully understand the helpful tips that he was giving to her. “This is most helpful, thank you.” The Queen offered him a little smile and a nod of her head. “It helps to know the people you wish to rule. The people of Meereen were very fickle too so that won’t be a problem. I just need them to know I have their best interest at heart.”

"It's not for me to say." He admitted finally, shaking his head in response. "It's not for me to say at all. Although I can confirm that the people of King's Landing are fickle bastards. They might want to be taken care of but they also want to be entertained. Do that and it might work out well enough for you and yours."

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The fates have chosen 35. A kiss against a wall!

It had been a long day at the office and even though Logan had offered several times to come to her for dinner she had turned him down. He was a distraction that would have kept her there for longer and she wanted to finish the work quickly. While she loved her fiancé dearly nearly every visit of his to her work turned into something more than just delivering food. It was fine though she liked the extra time together in a place that wasn’t theirs, she just couldn’t afford the distraction today. While Logan had sounded a bit disappointed on the phone she had promised to make it up to him when she got home.

As soon as she walked into the door and they said their hellos she came to him and wrapped her arms around him. “I missed you today.” Dany whispered as she pressed little kisses to his jaw backing him up against the wall as she did. “And I made you a promise.” She moved up to his ear lobe and nipped at it once they hit the wall and she took this chance to strike. She pressed her body tightly against his as she moved her lips to his and kissed him as if he was the air that she needed to breathe to stay alive.

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@ssolessurvivor sent: They'd just gotten back from a busy night with his family, full of games and excellent food just for the hell of it. But Logan thought, somewhere in there, he might have neglected Nyra: even when she was practically in his lap all night wrapped in his arms, he felt it wasn't enough. So while they changed to get ready for bed, or at least just to rest, Logan smiles softly and turns to her. "You are my sun, my moon, my starlit sky." He's drawn closer now, his arms wrapping about her neck if only to push some of her hair back. "Without you, I'd dwell in darkness. I love you." With that last quote, he leans down to kiss her everywhere but her lips: forehead, cheeks, chin, along her neck a few times, clipped little things.

It had been a fun night with his family and Rhaenyra was getting more comfortable being around them more often now. She still didn't realize how good a family that Logan had that so openly accepted her without any serious fights happening among them. It was so different from being around her own and sometimes it was a bit too much for her so she might have seemed a bit neglected or off to Logan until they got home and she found herself back in her body again. Even if she faded back for a little bit by the end of the night she still had a lot of fun playing games with them all and watching them.

She may have stolen one of his older shirts for her bed shirt tonight to go with her little shorts that are hidden by the hem of it. When he starts his love quote she knows where this is likely to go and yet she is not surprised or against the affectionate push of her hair away from her face before the onslaught of kisses begins that makes her giggle. “The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more..." She starts her own quote catching his face in her hands to bring him in for a kiss that lingers and seers her very love into his skin. "That plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds..." She breathes the words between them her hands now sliding down over his chest leaving the ball in his court as to what comes next.

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@firebloodicee Daemon sent: "I'm here, it's alright, you are safe now."

Rhaenyra closed her eyes and listened to Daemon's words as she focused on the feeling of his forehead against her. She was shaking and trying to get a hold of herself after what could only be called a near death experience, but she was fine. She would be fine. The Queen took a deep breath trying to steady herself as she held onto her husband and finally opened her eyes. He had her, she was safe, and she knew that he wouldn't allow anything to get to her.

"I know... Thank you." Her voice was a bit small sounding to her own ears and she let out a soft breath. "What happened?" All she had heard was shouting before the world tilted on edge.

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“But where would the fun in that be?” Rhaenyra really just wanted to give their friend a hard time over his inability to accept payment for his help. It would be easier if it was just payment for fixing the door he broke or she could force him to keep it. There would be a way that Harwin would keep the money even if she had to threaten his ability to have children. It was just good to be in the open now in general not even worrying if someone found them tangled up like this on the couch together because the wrong person walked in. No more of that.

"You'll be able to walk afterwards." She smirked a little more to herself than at Alicent. "It just might not be well by the time I finish with you."

“At least you have a plan, perhaps we should point that out to him so he might avoid breaking our door all together?” She suggested as she draped her legs over the other’s lap, crossing her ankles. She leaned into her soft kiss and felt at peace knowing they were finally able to be together in public and it was encouraged. No more sneaking or hiding— she thought it might put a damper on things for them but all she felt was relief.

“Just remember I need to be able to walk after, my dearest destruction. But I do look forward to being in your grasp” she teased.

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She had been through so much in her time in this city and even more before she reached it. Daenerys had taken note of every little thing to consider how to approach this kind of situation and to show her growth as a ruler. The idea of adding nonlethal games with prizes sounded like a great idea too. “I like that idea. To hold games for them to win prizes.” She actually smiled a little.

“There are multiple kinds of prizes that we may offer also.” She taps her fingers against her desk as she thinks. “There are some homes that find themselves vacant. We can offer them to the winners of these games along with a bit of gold I think. It may promote some loyalty.” Or at least she hoped so because what she gave she could just as easily take away.

He was thinking about what she said and nodding along with her response. Those did seem to be very good ideas and he could already see the fruition of experience showing in the young queen. He watched her while she spoke and Tyrion couldn't help the tug at his heart as he did. What would the world do to her that it hadn't already simply because she sought to make it a better place?

"I think that you've got the right of it." He stated simply and nodded his head. "And perhaps you can hold games that are...not so fatal for those that wish to fight for prizes? Prizes and rewards given from the hand of a queen will always be sweet."

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kiss roulette

inspired by the infamous "i want the k" meme by deactivated tumblr user tastcful. send 🎲 to generate a kiss! potential suggestive/nsf.w themes may appear

A kiss on the cheek

A kiss on the nose

A kiss on the forehead

A kiss to the top of the head

A firm kiss

A gentle peck

A romantic kiss

A platonic kiss

A kiss to the eyelid

A kiss along the jawline

A kiss to the neck

A kiss along the collar bone

A kiss on the chest

A kiss to the stomach

A kiss along the hips

A kiss in the rain

An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss

A kiss while laughing

A kiss underwater

A rough kiss

WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)

A french kiss/kiss with tongue

A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances

A sleepy kiss

A kiss that's an accident

A kiss while one or both parties are crying

A kiss in greeting

A kiss in parting

A kiss to the back of the hand

A kiss to the palm of the hand

A kiss to the inner thigh

A kiss while someone watches

A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking

A kiss after a bite

A kiss against a wall

A kiss to the shoulder

A kiss to the back of the neck

A kiss while one party is carried

A tentative kiss

An impulsive kiss

A kiss out of spite

A clumsy kiss

A bloody kiss

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Rescue Prompts

"I'm here, it's alright, you are safe now."

"Why did you risk so much for me?" "Because we are a team, remember?"

"Shh, it's fine, I'll carry you the rest of the way."

"No one will hurt you again, I promise."

"Can you walk?"

"I'm going to kill them for doing this to you!"

"Please, don't leave me here." "I would never."

"I'm sorry I took so long."

"We'll patch you up soon, don't worry. And then everything will be fine."

"Hold onto me, okay? I'll get us out of here."

"Please don't be scared. I won't hurt you, I swear. I'm here to help."

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Oh thank the gods. Rhaenyra's posture was stiff before ready to bolt at a moment's notice, but as soon as he says she's not going anywhere it relaxes. She didn't read the situation wrong and he is willing to give her exactly what she wants. She shivers at the the implication of the words not till I'm done with you and then him pulling her in for that kiss. Gods she couldn't resist melting against him the moment that he put her hands over his shoulders. She was absolutely his in this moment.

She nearly purrs as he comes down to her level kissing her in a way that suggests he's in no real hurry. Even if it isn't as hot and heavy as it was in the training room something about it has her moaning into his mouth already. Nothing could have prepared her to have spat out her words and then this to happen where he was lifting her up so easily so where she held onto him for dear life as he carried her. She's not sure what to do with her hands and one decides to tangle in his hair tugging on it a little once he sits on the bed.

Rhaenyra is hungry for him and whatever he would give her for this her possible last night on this planet. "Everything." She panted against his lips already so worked up without him having done much of anything to her just yet. She was doing her best to kiss him and her fingers slid back down over his shoulders down to the hem of his shirt. "I promise I will. Just..." Nyra sticks her hands under the hem of his shirt feeling his heated skin against her finger tips. "Give me what we could have had before."

Her words hold such a primal weight unlike anything he's ever heard before yet it resonates with him in a strange way. There has never been someone he's met who was so openly vulnerable in this way and yet he has such a respect for her over it and recognizes his behavior was stupid. It said everything he didn't want it to say, his doubts and fears. How could someone find love with a victor, knowing what he'd done? Seeing it firsthand, knowing she's watched him fight for his life. Such brutality is unmatched only in the trauma he's since received. That petite hand sought out his own and he finds himself swallowing back his nerves, his heart wanting to fight for what he too wants, almost desperately.

"No." It's a murmur like a broken heart as he paces towards her, holding her hand in both of his own now, meeting her gaze finally. "You're not going anywhere. Not till I'm done with you." Now is a moment they don't have a timer clicking above their heads, they will not be interrupted by anything other than the sunrise: hours from now. Shifting to take both of her hands in his own, he brings them up and over his shoulders, closer. That way he can easily lean down to her level and kiss her slowly, deeply. To fully taste her has been a phantom on his tongue and now he won't forget it. Even if a night like this could help give her the courage to go into that arena a little stronger, he'd do it for her. With her.

His hands have shifted to slide down her form, along her back, and scoop her in his arms so her legs bracket his waist. That way it'll be easier to carry her through his room and into the bedroom: at first, he thinks he wants to toss her on the mattress but thinks better of it. He wants her how they abruptly ended things in the training room, so he lowers himself down on the end of the mattress, that way she's straddling him. "You tell me what you want." He whispers against her lips, ultimately stealing a kiss. "This is your night, if anything doesn't feel right or hurts, tell me." Another kiss and he's gone mildly breathless. "I want you to feel nothing but bliss."