"Believe me, I do." But then Jon sees the expression on her face and the implication registers. His eyes go wide because just the idea that she would consider it, let alone have a look of anticipation about it is enough that he's swelling even more quickly in her grip.
He groans loud and long. There's lightning and fire coursing all through him, and they haven't even started doing it yet. "As much as it would be heaven to have you do that some more... I'm ready again." Which is an understatement. He's seen bars of iron in the blacksmith's shop less rigid.
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He groans loud and long. There's lightning and fire coursing all through him, and they haven't even started doing it yet. "As much as it would be heaven to have you do that some more... I'm ready again." Which is an understatement. He's seen bars of iron in the blacksmith's shop less rigid.