[Fingers lace into his hair and brush some of the strands out of his face. It gives her a better view of his eyes. She could honestly lay like this for as long as he wanted, still buried in her and laying with her like this. It's just better somehow, and she's appreciative of it, being able to have this at all.]

It does feel good. [She wriggles under him, teasing a little.] But I am glad I could give you this. You've given me something, too. A man who does not judge what I want.

[Daemon didn't either. If anything he fueled it, but him and Jon seem to be the rare type of men in their world.]