❪ you're lucky to have him, she thinks to say, but the tone of their conversation has taken a welcome carnal shift.
despite the way she carries herself and the many assumptions she imagines decorates her name, as well known as it was throughout the city, sansa wasn't anywhere near as experienced as was let on. but that's at least half of it, isn't it? the ability to carry oneself with a certain prowess, to let those hungry instincts take over rather than follow a textbook guide.
it wasn't about what you knew. it was about how badly you wanted it. a pink tongue runs across her teeth, glancing over toward the window perched open just enough to let the chorus of crickets in, the tail end of summer in the city always coming with a rustling breeze, thousands of city lights winking back at her. she shifts further into down blanket, silk of her sleepwear caressing her skin.
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despite the way she carries herself and the many assumptions she imagines decorates her name, as well known as it was throughout the city, sansa wasn't anywhere near as experienced as was let on. but that's at least half of it, isn't it? the ability to carry oneself with a certain prowess, to let those hungry instincts take over rather than follow a textbook guide.
it wasn't about what you knew. it was about how badly you wanted it. a pink tongue runs across her teeth, glancing over toward the window perched open just enough to let the chorus of crickets in, the tail end of summer in the city always coming with a rustling breeze, thousands of city lights winking back at her. she shifts further into down blanket, silk of her sleepwear caressing her skin.
ring ring, matt. you've got an incoming call. ❫