how callous my heart grew [theon x sansa] 2/2trystsMarch 19 2012, 01:34:20 UTC
Her innocence is like a cloak woven around her, painted along the corners of her trembling lips and biting nails that leave crescents at the back of his shoulder. She watches him with a curiosity almost damning. If there had been fear, he might have been able to stop himself, or gentled the hand that thrust a long, merciless finger into her channel. But there isn’t and he’s not a gentle man, and lust gnaws at his jutting elbow saying-take, take, takeHe does, forging inside her. He feels the resistance of her maidenhood shatter upon him and the way she tightens around him, cries out in mangled pain. He’s too impatient to worry about her pleasure, and that may be for the best. This way, he’s assured she’ll never come back. It leaves a knifelike pain between his ribs, that thought
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YOUR THEON IS PERFECT--like I literally have no words O__O
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