[ Let us be consumed, she says. As soon as she moves forward he darts to meet her. Dipping with the motion if the carriage and snuffing the laugh out of her mouth as they claim one another.
Aemond leans over her rather cramping himself to her level. His hand at her thigh abandons itβs journey to reach inside her cloak to gather her at the waist. The other mirroring her grip on his jaw, fingers threading into her hair. Pulling at her again as he shifts in part to face her. She is warm underneath the smoothing of his hand. Wrapping around her curves to pull and secure her to him.
His mouth opens with a second breath of vigor. Deepening the kiss with a cloying hunger. He thinks she still might taste like tea. Parts bitter and sweet. How much long they have riding back up to the keep, he doesnβt know and doesnβt care.]
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[ Let us be consumed, she says. As soon as she moves forward he darts to meet her. Dipping with the motion if the carriage and snuffing the laugh out of her mouth as they claim one another.
Aemond leans over her rather cramping himself to her level. His hand at her thigh abandons itβs journey to reach inside her cloak to gather her at the waist. The other mirroring her grip on his jaw, fingers threading into her hair. Pulling at her again as he shifts in part to face her. She is warm underneath the smoothing of his hand. Wrapping around her curves to pull and secure her to him.
His mouth opens with a second breath of vigor. Deepening the kiss with a cloying hunger. He thinks she still might taste like tea. Parts bitter and sweet. How much long they have riding back up to the keep, he doesnβt know and doesnβt care.]