Blush, Roose/Walda, MhousecreepyJune 5 2013, 04:17:46 UTC
She wasn’t surprised when he came to her that night. His hands were red, but not from the blood that had surely stained them, but with cold water, so handy in removing the stains of war, that turned the normally ghastly flesh a riotous shade. The dark business that he’d planned with her Lord Grandfather and dear half-uncle Lothar hung over the room like a pall, and although Walda didn’t take the time to puzzle out the specifics, the serene expression on Roose’s face was enough of a clue that she did not have to ask if they had been successful. Little details, here and there, some overheard from tarrying in corners when the men planned their war, some from servants’ gossip, other from her girlcousins, had come to her, and while Walda had truly concerned herself with her new marriage and the duties therein, to the almost-exclusion of all else, she was no fool where this was concerned. But she considered this a matter for Roose, a matter for her elders. Her concern now was getting a babe in her belly, her inevitable journey north
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Re: Blush, Roose/Walda, MkylathelurkerJune 5 2013, 11:24:02 UTC
Oh yes sweet R/W goodness! Talk about a great way to start my day!! Hee! I really love how despite the fact they are so different in many ways they are very much alike. To them duty comes first above all else no matter how dark or simple it may appear to the world around them.
I love how you show through action that they understand each other better than they realize. That from that understanding, they are able to find a sanctuary within in each other.
Re: Blush, Roose/Walda, MhousecreepyJune 5 2013, 15:33:50 UTC
My headcanon!Walda is just as practical as Roose, only in different ways. I assume that since the age difference doesn't leave them with so much in common, there has to be something aside from their sex life that makes them function.
Scars, Petyr/Sansa, MembossedsilverJune 5 2013, 05:05:07 UTC
Petyr has taken to leaving long scratches against her back, his nails digging into the flesh and marking her in ways that are easy to hide come morning. It always stings a bit, and Sansa always gasps when it starts, but she can manage the pain well enough (she’s suffered far worse) and underneath there is always the shock of pleasure, vibrating to the surface, breaking through that pain to arrive at something that induces shivers all over her body. She doesn’t think of it to often during the act, though in the morning when she feels the press of her silk gowns against his marks, she feels her cheeks burn slightly, shamed at taking pleasure in something that she knows she should not
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Re: Scars, Petyr/Sansa, Mjust_a_dramJune 5 2013, 21:52:27 UTC
Control is always an excellent theme in this ship, but what I especially like about this is the idea of her shame as being an artifact of her old life. That's perfect.
Always Here, continuedhuldrejentaJune 5 2013, 08:35:17 UTC
With an abrupt movement quite different from the languid pace he’d kept so far, Loras pushed Renly over to his back and smoothly straddled himself with one knee on each side of Renly’s thighs. Wearing a satisfied grin, Renly felt the familiar arousal - familiar, yet something in Loras’ eyes was quite new. His gaze held an intensity beyond the one even he, the exceedingly vibrant and sometimes reckless Loras, usually had. Renly felt his arms being lifted over his head, and Loras leaned down in order to hold his lover’s arms and getting closer to Renly’s mouth
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Re: Always Here, continuedjust_a_dramJune 5 2013, 21:55:37 UTC
Welcome! Thanks for sharing with us. This is not a ship we've seen all that much here and it's always really nice to see a broadening of the comm.
I like the depth you've given the relationship here, the little bit of backstory feels so believable. I feel like I know them a bit better from having read it.
A Lion Still Has Claws, Jaime/Sansa, M+lainemontgomeryJune 5 2013, 18:31:16 UTC
He uses the golden hand to hold her hips in place as the real hand, the hand of flesh and blood, skates over the curve of her waist. She rocks into him and leans forward to purr her pleasure in his ear as he squeezes her arse hard enough to leave red indentations on the soft white skin. Her sharp little wolf's teeth sink into his earlobe, and he rewards her with a few light swats on her rear before coasting his hand up and around to take her supple breast in his palm
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I love how you show through action that they understand each other better than they realize. That from that understanding, they are able to find a sanctuary within in each other.
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Thank you for reading! :)
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I think control is basically why I'm drawn to writing them.
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I like the depth you've given the relationship here, the little bit of backstory feels so believable. I feel like I know them a bit better from having read it.
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I really like these two, so I wanted to give them some happiness:)
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