[Fingers land on his chest, just a light touch to steady herself on him as she started to ride him, lifting her hips and rolling down on him. Dany's breathing gets heavier, trying to maintain thoughts on a conversation as she takes him inside of her. Her eyes slowly blink, and she licks at her lips before considering his words.]
You have not stolen me if I give myself freely to you. And I am no wildling. [She arches her brow. Dany smiles lightly. She could tell he's searching for some meaning, and even she knows what they share is not just something impersonal. It is not something just barred by this place, though she does not know what is in their future.]
I could be yours. Here. [She knows he's already made his vows, and anything traditional is not feasible in this prison, but then what they are doing and what they have is not traditional.]
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You have not stolen me if I give myself freely to you. And I am no wildling. [She arches her brow. Dany smiles lightly. She could tell he's searching for some meaning, and even she knows what they share is not just something impersonal. It is not something just barred by this place, though she does not know what is in their future.]
I could be yours. Here. [She knows he's already made his vows, and anything traditional is not feasible in this prison, but then what they are doing and what they have is not traditional.]