scaledwolf | Open RP Post

[ He smiles softly, lacing his fingers with his as he hums thoughtfully. ] That's hard to choose every place has its own unique beauty. Maybe you should come with me next time I head somewhere and see what I mean.

Maybe. [It's hard not to smile back, so she doesn't keep it back. She's traveled, but nothing like Aegon's done.] My passport is good for another few years.

[ Maybe getting out and seeing the world will be good for her. He'd argue there's something magical about seeing the different places. ] Then I'll call you up the next time I've got a trip planned. We can head out together.

It sounds like a dream. [And it does. Somewhere new, with nobody but him who knows her.]

Just a well worked plan. [ He teased softly as he grinned at her. His head tilts a little, curious. ] Is there anywhere you'd like to go?

I've never been to South America. [She contemplates it playfully.] Might be nice to feel like four years of high school Spanish wasn't wasted.

[ A soft chuckle follows as he nods. ] I'll look for some projects in South America then, or we can just head out on an adventure.

We'll throw it on the to do list after Dark Phoenix and Captain Marvel. [Because that seems nice and simple.]

[ That earns her a hug as he continues to chuckle, nearly pulling her into his lap. ] I think that's a plan. Movies, first priority.

[ He pauses a little before glancing at her. ] If you're staying, do you want to borrow a shirt and some pajama pants and get more comfortable? They'll be a little big on you, but they've got a drawstring?

Oh. [She hadn't considered it completely, and hadn't spent a night away from home in ages. But she wanted to stay, and if he had her in his arms she wasn't going to break away.] I mean... sure, if you don't mind.

[ He watches her a little when he seems to surprise her with the idea, fingers light where they rested at her side. ] I wouldn't have suggested it in I minded. Now or after this one is over?

Right. [Of course he didn't mind. He doesn't play the game of whichever choice she makes is the wrong one, and she almost winces at how easily she falls back into the pattern.]

Changing might not be a terrible idea. [Though she would hate to move, now her turn to twist a finger in one of his curls. As close as they are, it's all too easy.]

[ He tries not to play games at all, honestly. He says what he means, and he means what he says. There's a soft smile for her though as he nods a little, careful to not pull her fingers from his hair.

It's kind of nice, the way she's playing with it. ] We can pause the movie if you want to change now, or we can stay here a while longer before we have to move.

[Her fingers tangle up in his hair like they belong there, like he wouldn't be disgusted with the thoughts racing through her mind. But then... hadn't he been giving signals all night, too? Or was it her imagination? Seven hells, the evening had started with a conversation about bondage.]

I don't see any reason to move.

I don't either. [ The words are soft, and there's a strong urge to dip his head down to kiss her.

It's not her imagination. There have been signals, from the start of the conversation to inviting her over, to the way he's pulled her close and how he tilts his head into her fingers a little more. He's trying not to push, but he's definitely been giving her signals. ]

[Imagination or not, damn it all. The distance from her mouth to his is small, and she closes it quickly and a little clumsily, covering his mouth with hers. Maybe she should have asked first... but he hasn't pulled back yet.]

[ She doesn't need to ask first. There's a soft sound as his hand slides to cup her cheek and he kisses her back, deepening it a little. The way she feels right now, he's not sure could be more perfect in this, enjoying the kiss with her. ]

[Sansa's not sure what would have been worse: to be pushed right off and told to get out, or him kissing her back. Even if it felt right, and safe, she had no business kissing her cousin, and certainly not with mouths open and gentle exploration--

Panic hit her suddenly, her heart already racing. She doesn't move very far in breaking the kiss, but it's enough that she can speak, a little breathless.] I'm sorry, I shouldn't have -- fuck--

[ It's easy to remember that this is wrong, that they probably shouldn't be doing this. But it's hard to argue against it when everything feels so good, so right. And she feels so good in his arms like this that he's ignoring that 'wrong' part of everything.

He doesn't fight her when she breaks the kiss, watching her as his thumb teases along her cheek gently. There's a small shake of his head as he rests his forehead against hers. ]
Shh, you have nothing to apologize for, Sansa.

[ His thumb slides along her lower lip as he tries to work out what he should say, what would be the right thing to say. But all that comes out is]
I liked this kiss.

[She makes a small noise in her throat -- this would be easier if it hadn't felt good, or he were reacting at all in a way she deserved. Her forehead lays against his, because it feels right and she's too tired to fight it.]

So that just makes us both fucked up. [She's not angry when she says it, more like resigned.]

[ His lips quirk just a little and he shifts a little to kiss her nose gently. ] Maybe. Do you want to stop though?

[ He'll steal a very soft kiss after his question, teasing her but he will stop if she truly wants to. He just can't help that he wants to sway her into continuing if possible. ]

[The kiss is feather-light, and she wonders if she's ever had such a kiss before. She doubts it.]

No. [She knows he would if she said to -- but she doesn't want to. So she kisses him again, mouth and heart open.]

[ He knows how to be very sweet, something he's almost sure she's never really had before. Something he's pretty sure she needs in her life.

He's glad she doesn't want to stop, and he'll tug her into his lap gently as he kisses her back. Deepening the kiss, his tongue teases along her mouth to taste her better, hungry now that she's said she doesn't want to stop. ]

[She's never had someone sweet -- for whatever reason. Who knew what drew one person to the next? She'd always had what would be considered someone who, to all eyes, was proper. Maybe the improper choice would be good for her.

One hand tangles in his hair as she angles to kiss him more deeply, now flush against him, front to front.]

[ Everyone that had been proper to her in public had been absolute crap to her in private. She deserved better. And he'd be both, kind to her in public even if they couldn't be too affectionate, and kind to her in private.

Groaning, he helped her legs shift above him so she straddled his lap, easier to hug her to him as he leaned up into the kiss to keep that deeper kiss with her. ]

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