( It feels so intimate just to be with someone like this and not need words to communicate. He had it for a while with Daenerys and with Ygritte but he never got enough time to have the common currency of a relationship where he could simply look at them and know what they were thinking and they were feeling. It's incredibly foolish to hope that nothing happens to Rhaenyra so he might have a chance to have it, even if it isn't the love he's had before. There doesn't need to be love. But there needs to be this.
Jon tips his head down so he can find the hollow of her throat and kiss it, scraping his teeth just enough that her pale skin will redden with a bruise. It might be gone by morning and it might not but there's no battle without scars and he wants to remember and be remembered. She feels soft under him, too soft, and he rocks his hips against her to get relief and he only wants her more instead. )
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Jon tips his head down so he can find the hollow of her throat and kiss it, scraping his teeth just enough that her pale skin will redden with a bruise. It might be gone by morning and it might not but there's no battle without scars and he wants to remember and be remembered. She feels soft under him, too soft, and he rocks his hips against her to get relief and he only wants her more instead. )