[ If she was his sweet relief from the torment that lingers on the edges of his mind, he was the handsome one who the gods deemed fit to match her with. A bar had been set now. No man would be able to move her as Robb Stark had. Their lives have now been permanently intertwined; their yearning souls connected in the most magical of ways.
She lets out a moan that trails off into a sharp gasp. She was steadily climbing upwards towards the same selfish wanton desire that put her in his arms, to begin with. Writhing in sinful need, she can feel his heart race against her back. She's not sure how he did it but her heartbeat changed just then and now beat almost in time with his.
Pressing fingers deep into his arms, she can feel her stomach begin to tighten again and before she reaches another release, she pleads to him. ]
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She lets out a moan that trails off into a sharp gasp. She was steadily climbing upwards towards the same selfish wanton desire that put her in his arms, to begin with. Writhing in sinful need, she can feel his heart race against her back. She's not sure how he did it but her heartbeat changed just then and now beat almost in time with his.
Pressing fingers deep into his arms, she can feel her stomach begin to tighten again and before she reaches another release, she pleads to him. ]
Come with me, my wild one.