When the door to her chambers flew open, banging on the cold stone wall, Asha took a long moment to savor the taste of Qarl on her tongue, salty and masculine and him, before lifting her head to stare frankly at her future husband
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Qarl cursed under his breath, wrapping a hand around her neck, blunt nails digging into her skin. She could feel each sound she made as his fingers tightened around her throat, and by the Drowned God, Tris was moaning against her, sucking one of Qarl’s balls into his mouth, then dragging his tongue along the spot where she was impaling herself on Qarl
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Oh. Em. Gee. HOT! This might sound like a strange compliment, but you've really got a knack for writing erotic scenes. Everything's awesomely smutty and balls-to-the-wall, but it's articulate and beautifully-phrased at the same time. I don't even usually dig Greyjoy fics, and I'm in awe of this. Brilliant!
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Ah, my filthy bb Asha, I love you almost as much as bluebright_l right now. :D
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and oh I please do keep filling the Asha prompts, I would love you forever.
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