[By the time she reaches his chest, her nerves are buzzing and she has the distinct feeling that every hair on her body is standing straight up and she's shivering a little, but it's more from his tone than the lyrium.]
I have to say, tasting lyrium off you is much better than tasting it from a bottle in the middle of a fight.
[That's an understatement, and she reaches up to grasp the back of his neck and pull him down to kiss her while she uses her other hand to finally get her breast band off. There's far too many clothes in the way, but she's still struggling with trying to make this go at a reasonable, safe pace. As much as she wants him, she wants Fenris to be happy after this is finished, with no guilt. No painful memories of a time when someone touched him with cruelty and selfishness. All she wants when they're finished is to know that for once, finally, he's been shown what real love is supposed to feel like.]
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I have to say, tasting lyrium off you is much better than tasting it from a bottle in the middle of a fight.
[That's an understatement, and she reaches up to grasp the back of his neck and pull him down to kiss her while she uses her other hand to finally get her breast band off. There's far too many clothes in the way, but she's still struggling with trying to make this go at a reasonable, safe pace. As much as she wants him, she wants Fenris to be happy after this is finished, with no guilt. No painful memories of a time when someone touched him with cruelty and selfishness. All she wants when they're finished is to know that for once, finally, he's been shown what real love is supposed to feel like.]