Because every day I get to wake up beside you, and see you try. I watch you struggle, and yet you are here. Holding me. With you, I have what I always wanted when I was a little girl.
[Sansa shifts against his hand, humming in approval.]
No, I didn't. You drove me absolutely crazy. And then I hated you. Now, I don't want to face life without you. That's what I always wanted. A love like that.
[ Theon holds back completing the thought. He gently moves his hand against her, it's a light touch, and it reminds him that not even his hand is whole for her. But he does... like the way she moves. ]
[She bites her lip at his words, knowing what he wants to say. One day she will find another love like this. One that can truly please her. Too bad. She didn't want anyone else. She wanted Theon, and as Queen, that was her right.
She shifts against him again, pressing against his hand, urging him further with a look. The last thing on her mind were the thin tent walls, her brothers beyond.]
[ One day, she would change her mind because that is the way that
hearts can work sometimes. They just need time and right now he's...there
distracting her from moving on. He inhales as she moves, the look telling.
His hand started to gently move along her heat, at least he knew the things
that women liked with hands, at least his hands could mostly fulfill that.
]
Her breath catches as he touches her, and she bites her lower lip, keeping her eyes on Theon. She longs to return the touches, and settles for a hand on his thigh as she leans up to kiss him.]
[ Theon can sense what she wants and it frustrates him, makes him
guilty about the things he lacks and cannot change.
He offers what he can, leaning in to kiss her softly, the weight of her
hand is heavy on his though, he continues to touch her, the least he can do
is provide her with some pleasure. ]
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How?
[ He couldn't imagine how he could please her more than Michael could have or ... any other man. ]
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[ Theon's hand shifts and he exhales a little and he lets his head tilt, brushing against hers. ]
You didn't always want me.
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No, I didn't. You drove me absolutely crazy. And then I hated you. Now, I don't want to face life without you. That's what I always wanted. A love like that.
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[ Theon holds back completing the thought. He gently moves his hand against her, it's a light touch, and it reminds him that not even his hand is whole for her. But he does... like the way she moves. ]
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She shifts against him again, pressing against his hand, urging him further with a look. The last thing on her mind were the thin tent walls, her brothers beyond.]
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[ One day, she would change her mind because that is the way that hearts can work sometimes. They just need time and right now he's...there distracting her from moving on. He inhales as she moves, the look telling. His hand started to gently move along her heat, at least he knew the things that women liked with hands, at least his hands could mostly fulfill that. ]
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Her breath catches as he touches her, and she bites her lower lip, keeping her eyes on Theon. She longs to return the touches, and settles for a hand on his thigh as she leans up to kiss him.]
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[ Theon can sense what she wants and it frustrates him, makes him guilty about the things he lacks and cannot change.
He offers what he can, leaning in to kiss her softly, the weight of her hand is heavy on his though, he continues to touch her, the least he can do is provide her with some pleasure. ]