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Post by Marie on Jun 3, 2009 2:20:08 GMT -5
Rhaenys was shivering in his arms with nerves yet better pleased by his response than she cared to admit, at least to Selwyn. . He is strong, and masterful when it counts. That's all to the good. I must command men but I cannot abide weaklings. She clung to him with both hands; with her eyes closed. she could almost pretend he was handsome. And yet he must have been good-looking once. She'd heard from her old Maester that Baratheon men most often were.
She let Selwyn kiss her a while then pulled her face back and opened her eyes to look at him, though she made no attempt to remove herself from his arms.
"Help me with the rest of my clothing," she said.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 3, 2009 7:58:28 GMT -5
Selwyn studied her eyes with his lone eye. He walked to the bed, and set her down against it. He jerked her shirt over her head in one smooth jerk. Then her turned her around so she was facing away from him. His hands guided her pants down over her hips and then he let it puddle to the floor. His soon joined hers on the floor.
Stepping back close to her, he reached around and grasped her breasts in his strong, malformed hands. He guided her face first onto the bed. Lying atop of her, he began to kiss her neck, as he roughly pleasured her breasts.
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Post by Marie on Jun 3, 2009 13:49:29 GMT -5
Selwyn's hands were a little rougher than Rhaenys would have liked for a first time but she didn't dare protest. She was amazed by how quickly he'd taken control of the situation when earlier he'd not seemed willing to do anything at all unless she insisted upon it. There was, Rhaenys knew, still time to assert herself if she wished it, but she decided to let Selwyn have his way; it might do him good. She relaxed against the blankets, the softest ones Castle Black possessed, on the best bed save that of the Lord Commander himself.
"I am yours," she whispered. "Do as you wish."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 3, 2009 14:02:36 GMT -5
Selwyn was focused on his hands and did not truly hear her. He kissed her neck, and let his wander about her body. Slowly they work down between her legs. Then as he began to move his fingers with speed he bit her neck lightly. He growled with pleasure.
Arching her back, he entered inside of her. He began to truly pleasure her, his whole body moving against hers. As his pace steadily increased he began to breath faster, and eventual he began to cry out. "Oh... my swan. My beautiful, beautiful swan." And then he called out, "Oh.. Jo.. I love you Jo."
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Post by Marie on Jun 3, 2009 14:54:24 GMT -5
Selwyn was far better at this than Rhaenys had expected. She'd almost lost herself to the pleasure of it, making soft moans against the pillow, when Selwyn said another woman's name. She stiffened and gritted her teeth, all the pleasure fading from her. All she could do now was wait resentfully for Selwyn to finish.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 3, 2009 17:10:17 GMT -5
Selwyn was rough, but focused as he continued atop of her. Selwyn finished several minutes later, and rolled off of her to lay on the bed. His single was was fixed both on the ceiling and looking into a long dead past. He breathed out slowly, "I am sorry. It has been years." He wipes his brow with the back of his right hand.
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Post by Marie on Jun 3, 2009 18:08:17 GMT -5
Rhaenys could still feel the memory of his weight on her and his hands on her breasts. She looked solemn as she rolled over onto her side and her hair fell over her face, hding it from his view, She made no attempt to push it back. It was easier not to look at Selwyn right now and she didn't want him to know that his unbidden outburst had ruined the whole thing and left her unsatisfied and unhappy.
"It doesn't matter," she lied. "It was only the first time. It was better than waiting. It will be easier, next time."
Yet she still felt apprensive about the next time. Would he say the woman's name again, and would he still be rough with her? She didn't want to ask becuase it would let him know that she wasn't as confident as she pretended to be.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 3, 2009 18:18:24 GMT -5
Selwyn sat up, and reached down for his pants. He slowly slipped his legs into them. "Joanna was my wife." He said his voice tightly under control. Standing he looked at his neatly folded clothing before adding, "I will be more careful next time."
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Post by Marie on Jun 3, 2009 18:31:28 GMT -5
"You will," Rhaenys agreed.
She pulled the blanket around herself to shield her body from him. It was still far too soon for her to be comfortable with him and she felt vulnerable in her nakedness.
"Will you pass me my clothing, please. ANd why did you take me from behind, like the Dothraki do their women?"
She thought she knew but she wanted to hear it from his lips.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 3, 2009 18:33:53 GMT -5
Selwyn was stepping away and froze in mid-step. He looked at her, but then bent over to pick up her garments from the floor. Stepping forward he stretched out his arm to hand them to her. With his eye focused on hers, he replied, "It seemed the wisest position." After a moment he touched his scarred face.
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Post by Marie on Jun 4, 2009 1:34:59 GMT -5
She accepted her clothes with a nod, holding them loose in one had while she held tight to the blankt with the other.
"I thought so. That is fine, if you prefer it that way at the beginning. I don't mind, sometimes, it will be harder for us to get accustomed to one another if you try to hide your face from me every time we are abed together."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 4, 2009 7:15:18 GMT -5
Selwyn did not look away, "I have become used to my face in every facet of my life. But I have not had a lover since my wife died. It would be best if you indicate when you are ready."
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Post by Marie on Jun 4, 2009 13:39:22 GMT -5
She considered him for a moment.
"I would have been ready a moment ago, if you had been willing to try. I thought you had us do it that way to spare yourself, not to spare me. Do I have it wrong, then?"
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Post by The Smith on Jun 4, 2009 13:49:53 GMT -5
Selwyn watched her closely, "You do have it wrong." He closed his eyes and rubbed at it. Before he opened the dark eye to study her.
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Post by Marie on Jun 4, 2009 14:09:34 GMT -5
"Then I thank you for the kindness," she said. "But don't worry about it in future. I must get used to your face if we're ever to be comfortable together. I'd be a coward if I didn't accept that."
She let the blanket slip down and willed herself to ignore Selwyn's scrutiny in the few seconds before she pulled on her tunic. She would have to get used to him seeing her unclothed soon enough.
"Selwyn, do you want to share my bed while we remain here at Castle Black, or on the march south? I'm willing, if you want to lay with me again, but I won't press you if you want to wait for marriage."
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