The scatter of shocks that ran down Jon's back as Daenerys' nails scratched down it was one of the most amazing sensations, one he'd never have predicted would cause so much pleasure despite smarting at the same time. But then, he supposed, they were both learning a great deal about pleasurable sensations.
Hearing Daenerys respond to his movements, Jon's instinct immediately drove him to continue in the same way, keeping himself as far within her as he could, stroking nearly his entire length with every rock of their bodies. "I think... I think I might be close, Daenerys..."
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Hearing Daenerys respond to his movements, Jon's instinct immediately drove him to continue in the same way, keeping himself as far within her as he could, stroking nearly his entire length with every rock of their bodies. "I think... I think I might be close, Daenerys..."