It's a different sort of lust and passion that drives him from what he has known in the past. There is no guilt connected to this, no understanding that he is breaking a vow or betraying his honor. He can give himself over completely to the feeling and the desire to be part of Dany, to fill her and chase every wave of pleasure. He was starved for it.

There was less ferocity than before, a surge of relief and contentment taking its place. Despite their fight before and the frustrations around him at the treatment she's received, he can't help but marvel at having her back. They weren't on the ship anymore, but they were still together, two halves reuniting again across the universe and against time. She wasn't a distant memory, she was here.

To prove that, his hips surged forward again and again, filling her to the hilt. She rides him expertly, understanding his body instinctively. His touches are just as frantic and reverent, running over her and worshiping each patch of skin properly. He caresses her, only to have his fingers replaced by his lips. This wasn't about memorization. He wouldn't need it. He would do everything in his power to make sure she never left his side again.