How could I? [He would never think poorly of her. Dany was a free woman and she lived as she thought best. He could never fault that, even if he didn't always understand that. He lived his life by honor and duty, holding fast to his vows, as much as he could. Unfortunately, he was not as good a man as he wished.
But he felt better with her. It rankled him that the two of them were forced into the arms of others when hers were the ones he wanted. He endured and lived for these moments with her. Having her sit above him, skirts raised and pressed against his hardness, it was hard to think of anything else.
He cupped her cheek, urging her to stay close so that he could kiss her properly and deeply.]
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But he felt better with her. It rankled him that the two of them were forced into the arms of others when hers were the ones he wanted. He endured and lived for these moments with her. Having her sit above him, skirts raised and pressed against his hardness, it was hard to think of anything else.
He cupped her cheek, urging her to stay close so that he could kiss her properly and deeply.]