Asks from the heart

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ask questions from the heart: the original flavor Finally! You can ask all the questions about matters of the heart, love, and romance that have been burning that hole through your curiosity. Ask away! Delve deep! Nothing is off-limits! Except for that. RULES ○ Comment with your character. ○ They're asked love-adjacent and related questions!

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[housemartell]

Not naive, no. [ He shakes his head, a brief grin, then allowing for a moment of assessment as his gaze studies her. ]

Reserved, perhaps a bit guarded. But not naive.

[ Naivety tended to come with more hesitance, indecision. None of that seems present in the way she carries herself. ]

[eyarazrushost]

[ She huffs out a laugh because that is entirely accurate of her. ]

True enough. You're a keen observer though now I wonder if I am so obvious.

[nutkrusher]

Sup.

[She gives a cute little wave.]

You should come out to SoCal sometime. I know some places. Since from the sound of you I'm guessing you're from out east.

[maiden_of_mischief]

Yeah, Gotham City in Jersey. I'd invite you out there, but the place can be kinda dreary if I'm honest.

[assholic]

Exactly. Which takes the choice out of my hands and puts it in yours. I win.

[endof_theline]

But I wanted to take you someplace you always wanted to go to.

[assholic]

James...

[Well, now she was going to drape herself against him, looking up at him with a soft smile.]

Anywhere with you is where I want to go. But... how about Antigua? Private little spa resort with only boat access. Great for couples. No one's going to give us shit for getting gross with each other.

[endof_theline]

[He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close with a kiss to her nose.]

That sounds real perfect. I'd love to go to Antigua with you.

[housemartell]

I am a fairly good judge of character.

[ She's not being obvious. If anything she's something of a difficult read, which is why he'd gone with reserved and guarded as descriptors. ]

I don't think it is a bad thing, to be reserved. It is simply not in my nature, nor that of my people.

[assholic]

There you go. See? It doesn't have to be hard. Well, you should be hard all the time, but aside from that...

[housemartell]

Yes, of course.

[ He releases her hand, a look of slight confusion passing momentarily. ]

Why would I make the offer if I did not intend on honoring it? [ He offers a warm smile of reassurance. ]

[endof_theline]

I wasn't making it hard! But you can continue to later if you want to.

[assholic]

Oh, I want to.

[endof_theline]

My insatiable babe.

[starkofwinterfell]

[ His confusion is so genuine, it nearly makes her laugh. She restrains herself for fear of offense. Prince Oberyn, perhaps even all of Dorne, are so without the trappings of false kindness that run rampant amongst the courtiers. ]

For courtesy sake and that alone. I cannot return home, and I do not wish to fall on the mercy of the Lannisters. I would be honored to see your home.

[assholic]

I don't hear a tone of complaint.

[endof_theline]

None at all. Which leads me to my second question.

What's something you'd get at a sex shop? - and when are we going?

[housemartell]

[ He smiles, huffing an amused breath at the idea that he'd make such an offer based purely on courtesy. ] It is my home. [ No shortage of pride in his voice with that statement. ] If I did not want someone within it's borders, I would not ask.

[ The mention of the Lannisters sweeps away all warmth from his expression and his eyes, replacing it with an anger he does not bother to hide. ]

They are without mercy. Without honor. I would hope for your sake that you would stay far away, for the foreseeable future.

[ He pauses to take a breath, and gradually the warmth returns; like sunlight once again emerging from behind a cloud. ]

Then you will come to visit?

[assholic]

That's second and third. Third is easy to answer. We can go whenever you feel comfortable. I was trying not to rush you.

As to what I'd want? Something we can play with together. Something I can use on you, or you can use on me. Nothing that makes you uncomfortable. They have warming and tingling lotions and things I think you'd like. Maybe some vibrating toys. A lot of stuff is gender neutral, so it's really if it's something you'd like. Or want to try out. Edible things. Body paints. Paddles. Whips. You know... sex stuff.

[starkofwinterfell]

It is my greatest hope.

[ She would rather die than be back in the lion's den. Cersei wants her dead. She is a Stark without a pack and without a home. It feels immeasurably lonely. She doesn't have the force or the power to take back Winterfell.

She is simply Sansa Stark. Anyone else would want to wed her and put a babe in her belly to take the North. She doesn't see that sort of megalomania in him. She hopes this time her instinct proves her right. ]

As soon as you will have me.

[eyarazrushost]

Tell me, what are your people like? Warm and kind like you?

[ Her smile is a bit teasing, but she means it. He's been good company thus far. He doesn't have that sort of haughty air about him that other nobles do. ]

[housemartell]

You will need more suitable clothing, I think.

[ There is an air of slight teasing in his tone, but good naturedly so. ]

There is no more different a climate from Winterfell than all of Dorne. It may overwhelm at first, but you will be welcome among my people. And, you will be safe. On that you have my word.

[ The conviction in his tone is clear. He knows what she has been through at the hands of the Lannisters, and there are other untold pains that linger somewhere in the depths of her gaze. He can only imagine, though he does not focus long on that. ]

[endof_theline]

Well, I figured I might as well ask, since this is all- questions from the heart and all.

That's a lot of stuff. Not sure I'd know if I would be uncomfortable with some of them or not.

[assholic]

Well then... maybe we should just make our way over to a sex shop sometime soon. We can peruse and browse, play around, and see if anything... tickles your interest.

[endof_theline]

As long as there's no actual tickling.