scaledwolf | Open RP Post

[ 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. ]

[She settles with a leg on either side of him, that balance and counterbalance about the only thing keeping the two of them upright. If he hadn't held her so close, she would fall backwards and take him with her.

She breaks the kiss, her breathing as labored as though she'd been running.] Sorry, I-- [Why was she always apologizing? Shut up, Sansa.] It's a great deal more than I've done in a while.

[ He wouldn't have minded falling back onto the couch with her too, but he does like the feel of her above him like this. Her weight above him and the feel of her legs on either side of him.

There's a soft groan as she breaks the kiss, but he gives her that little bit of space. ] You have nothing to apologize for, Sansa. [ Fingers tease through her hair gently. ] We don't have to go any further than this if you don't want to. Can just stay right here, kissing and having you warm in my lap.

[Maybe the best thing is knowing he means it, and that she's right to trust him. She embraces him like she had when she first arrived, but it's much more intimate than that. She rests on his shoulder, enjoying the light tugs of his fingers through her hair.]

I've felt like I was losing my mind. You know?

[ His arm rests along her back, hugging her to him. Dipping, he kisses her temple as his fingers in her hair continue to tease and offer her comfort. He does mean it. If she wanted to just stay the rest of the night just like this, he'd be completely content to do so. ]

I'm glad to be able to help you know that you're not losing your mind. I'm right here with you in these wants.

That's a relief.

[As though the way she'd gone from tense and ramrod straight to draped against him didn't make that obvious. She even sounds lighter.]

[ He smiles down at her, enjoying this and easily relaxing underneath her. Her solid weight feels good above him, and it's definitely even better that she's so relaxed with him like this too. ]

A pleasure even maybe.

That would be something new.

[She looks up at him, maybe a touch braver now that they've kissed and the world didn't fall down around them. (That will be a later date, a voice in the back of her head says.)]

How long?

I'm happy to help you explore new things, if you want.

[ He knew the world wouldn't fall apart around them, but he's glad that she's feeling braver. He's brave enough that he'll dips to steal a soft, chaste kiss. Sweet almost. ]

I'd say forever, but that probably sounds weird since we've grown up together. But, for a long while now. You?

I don't really know, honestly. [Her brows furrows, as she tries to think back. Even if they were raised together, they hadn't been close like him and Robb or Arya.] Before Ramsay.

[ Their relationship had always been a very different one. But it's that difference that led to being here like this.

There's a frown that slides over his features at the mention of Ramsay, and he kisses her very gently. He hates how that bastard treated her. ] I'm sorry I couldn't keep him from hurting you.

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