bakerstreet | darkness at the heart of my sexts for you

( more than anything, rand wishes that he could last a little longer. he wants to draw this out, make it so they both keep enjoying this but he knows that his control and restraint isn't going to last. this feels too good and she feels too good and he's going to lose himself soon.

but, he has a little bit left in him to keep going, keep rocking into her, urgency in his movements out. he gasps and moans as he pumps into her, looking down and watching himself sink into her with each snap pf his hips. )

You feel good, [She tries to encourage him. Her hand goes to his cheek, and she leans up to kiss him again. And he does. He makes her shiver, but she knows it might take more for her to be where he is right now. It is good that they have the whole night. She can take him back to her rooms after this, let him have a good chance to explore her.

But right now she's more focused on this, hips rolling forward.]

I want you to finish for me. [Sansa knows what happens then, but she'll have a tea made. They aren't wed after all, and she knows his destiny may lie elsewhere. But if he wants more, if he wants to fill her, then she'll have him, take him in with her warm, slick walls and let him bury himself there.]

[ Rand looks down at her, unable to look away while he's rocking into her. He tries to memorize her face because he has no idea when he will see it again when he has to leave and he doesn't want to forget.

So, he makes sure to keep his eyes open while he thrusts into her, keeps his gaze on hers even when his vision blurs just a bit as he feels the edge of his release.

He presses into her once more and then he comes with a hard gasp, burying himself inside of her, staying there as he fills her and shudders atop her. ]

[Her hips move with him, rocking to the same speed and pressure. She meet his thrusts and finds that she enjoys this with him, too. She feels empowered by it, how good it feels to move with him. And the way he is looking at her now; she can tell he is studying her, too. Sansa offers a genuine smile, something not many people get to see of her.

But she wants to show him parts of herself that others haven't. Whatever they have here, it is good and real. She will take that with her.

And then he stills inside of her, and she arches against him. A soft little noise escapes when he comes deeper inside of her. Hands grip even tighter, panting. She leans into his forehead to look up at him. He's beautiful like this, a good man and a true hero to her.]

[ It feels so good, almost too good. It feels like he doesn't deserve this or her and yet, she's looking at him like he's the only person that exists.

Rand closes his eyes as his orgams thrills through him and then he blinks a few times to try and focus. He realizes that she hasn't had her own release and he looks down, reaching between them to get a hand between her legs to rub at her gently. ]

Is this all right?

[She watches him finish, the way elation sort of ripples through him. Sansa smiles to herself, glad she's able to give him this and be a part of it. In some ways she hopes she gets to more before he does inevitably leave her. He still has his story whereas she thinks her great story is over.

He seems to come back down, and it's far nicer being with him like this. Even better when he still seems focused on her and that she hasn't felt the same thing he has. She isn't sure she has with someone else, but the fact that he touches her and then asks makes her nod back to him.]

We can also return to my rooms. If you would like. It might make it more comfortable, and I would not mind exploring... more. [Really anything with him, even if they just end up in bed, embraced together.]

Hmm.

[ There's a part of him that doesn't want to move but then she makes suggestions of doing more, touching more, exploring more and it's hard to pass up something like that.

He nods and leans down to kiss her. ]

I think I should be able to walk that far.

[It is a little nerve wracking, and she knows that such an offer may be unbecoming, but she is queen, and if she should want to take a man, it is not as if she has not been married twice before this. And perhaps for once she deserves something good, a man to be kind to her, to be able to explore more of herself with him, to explore him more properly.

So when he kisses her like that, she feels the anxiety slip away, and instead she takes his hand before slipping to grab her robe. She knows they can head back to her rooms undetected, but she should put something on. Sansa waits for him to move as well before tying it back, but when she is ready, she extends her hand to him.]

Stay the night with me then. I would like you to, Rand.

All right.

[ It's an easy affirmation to make, an easy answer to give. And while he has no idea what their futures hold after this day, he can forget about that right now.

Just, he thinks they deserve a little time to themselves before they go back to their respective lives. ]

I'd like to. I'll stay.

[When they’re both ready, she turns back to him to touch his cheek softly. Sansa feels a lot more confident in this moment with him, though there’s still that eagerness of anticipation. She leans in to kiss him again, not deepening it for more, yet. Though it’s hard to not want to. Pulling away quickly as to force herself from not undressing and having him again right there, she takes his hand and leads him out.

She is still careful and quiet where they tread, not intentionally trying to cause scandal. A lady, even a Queen, leading a man back to her rooms would still cause questions she doesn’t want to have to answer. She squeezes his hand as they reached her rooms. The halls are not quite as warm as the fire she has inside and the hot coals her maids would have already placed under the bed for her.

Sansa wastes no time the moment she gets into the room to close the door and resume kissing him deeply, like she needs him now.]

[ It's not a long walk back at all but it feels like it takes forever especially when all Rand wants to do is touch her. But, he's careful and quiet, letting her lead and keeping his eyes on her. He doesn't want to draw suspicion to what's going on and he doesn't want to ruin this either.

Finally, after their walk, they're in her quarters and once the door closes, she's kissing him and Rand is reciprocating, pulling her close and deepening that kiss as quickly as possible. ]

[It feels all the more exciting when they get to her room, drawing in close to him. The want for him rises as she kisses him deeply again. She meant what she said earlier, and she wants to explore as much of him as she can now. Her hands work on his clothes again, a sort of needy frenzy pulling at them. Sansa feels more sure of herself and her desires for him now.

Even still hungry for him, she only pulls away far enough to catch her breath, blue eyes looking up at him in the firelight as she's pulling her own robe off again. What they had done earlier was romantic, and she is glad she got to show him more of the castle and herself. But the bed would be more comfortable, and they might not be sleeping a whole lot that night.]

[ She's right in that the bed would be much more comfortable though he will hardly forget what they'd done earlier. That would remain with him for some time.

But, he thinks this would be the same. She reaches for her robe and Rand shamelessly watches, enjoying how she looks, enjoying seeing her body once again. He follows suit soon thereafter, pulling his own clothes off and dropping them down.

Then, he's moving closer to her again so they can embrace without the barrier of clothing. ]

[Once he's rid of his own clothes, they're back to where they were, and Sansa touches his face as his arms go around her. She leans in to kiss him deeply, feeling comfortable with this sort of intimacy with him. It feels natural, easy to do even. She's never had that feeling with anyone else, and she feels trusted and safe with him for it.

Hands move down his sides as she's pulling him back toward the bed. She wants to get there so they can lay back, get more comfortable and continue exploring one another like she said. Sansa still wants him, still feels slick between her legs.]

[ There's no resistance in him when she pulls at him, tugs him onto the bed. He goes with her willingly, trying to continue to touch her, kiss her, be as close to her as he can.

Once she settles on the bed, Rand settles over her, covers her with his body and kisses her before he grinds their hips together to start to work the both of them up once again. ]

[They settle on the bed, all warm and soft furs. Sansa lays under him as he presses himself to her. She feels breathless then, mouth quick to catch his. Her hands move up his body, to trail and map out every bit of him. They might have done this once already, but she wants to learn more, wants to learn everything she can of him.

One hand touches his hip, shifts so she can spread her legs and let him see her in the firelight like this. She's all soft, pale skin with desire in her eyes when she breaks the kiss to take a breath. The hand at his hip slips between them, meaning to wrap around his cock. Once she might never have been so forward to do that, but she wants him to feel good, too. With her.]

[ Whatever thought he had of doing to her is quickly scattered when her hand comes around his cock. He shudders, feeling himself harden in her grip.

He can't resist the urge to rock forward, letting his cock slide through the soft grasp of her hand while he leans down to try and kiss her. ]

[He rocks forward, and she's getting to grasp all of him, feel his length in her hand and how he seems to react to her touching him. He's the first man she's really gotten to do this with, properly explore. And she likes knowing that he likes what she's doing. Her wrist starts to move, to stroke down his length. She adds a little more pressure. The first time was perfect with him, but she wants to see what else they can do, explore together.

So her mouth finds his, and she kisses him deeply, the ache between her own legs starting. She's never stopped wanting him this entire time, but the need builds a little more now.]

Is there anything you would like? [To do. With her. She feels open and even excited at the prospect of more.]

You realize how difficult it is to answer that question when you have a hold of me and are making it hard for me to think?

( but his voice is light as he says it and he laughs even if the words are very true. it's hard to focus when her hands feels so, so good wrapped around him.

he licks his lips and dips down, kissing her lightly. )

Can I taste you?

Oh. [She feels a little silly. For trying to expect something when she's touching him, but she doesn't want to withdraw either. Sansa gives him a small smile before he kisses her again, nearly stealing her breath when he asks to taste her. He's already made a mess between her legs, but she's slick, and has been for a while. She gives a little nod.]

If you like. I- I could do the same. [Likewise she may still be on him, but none of it really deters her.]

At the same time?

( it's something he's thought about, imagined even but not something he's done before. he's never been all that adventurous but there's no rule against starting now. )

We could both taste each other and see how that feels?

[She hadn't meant it like that, that such a thing could be possible. She is still a little more green about all of this than she would like, but she's willing to change that with him. Sansa's head nods a little excitedly, like he just offered her a treat. Her red hair bobs a little as she looks up at him in the firelight from the hearth.]

Yes. We can do that. I would like that. [To be able to taste him, too. Especially after they've already been together. It feels almost dirtier for it, but her eyes are bright, and she shifts a little in the bed to make sure he has enough room.]

How should we do it. Would you like for me to lie on my back? Or should we both be on our sides perhaps? We would get to explore more of each other, too.

[And that sounds even more appealing.]

( she doesn't need to worry, he's not that experienced either. he'd thought about something like this before which is why he'd made the suggestion even if he's not exactly sure how to go about it. )

I think sides or...well, I could lay on my back and you can lay atop me. Whichever you'd be more comfortable with.

( both physically and mentally to make sure it's not too much for either of them. )

I think sides might be easiest to manage. This time.

[If it works well they can certainly spend the winter finding out what else they like on cold nights like this. She would rather do that than bundle alone in her furs.

Sansa shifts onto the bed so she can lay across it, waiting for him to move in the opposite way to him before legs part a little. He'd at least get to explore more before they shift in toward one another to see exactly how they can fit together like this.]

( it'll be new for the both of them so any anxiety he feels about being able to please her eases a bit. he shifts around so he's laying the opposite of her and he lenas forward to kiss her knee.

rand peers up at her, smiling softly. )

Are you all right?

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