There was much about his body that was still a mystery to him, learning alongside her. For all he shared with Ygritte, there hadn't been enough time for them to truly revel and learn what it was to be lovers without a shadow hanging over them and walls pushing them apart. While he wasn't shy or afraid of giving himself this way anymore, there was still a threshold to cross, something that made this profound and deep. Everything missing in him, he was about to learn from her.

She's more skilled than him, fully aware of what she wants and how he should move to bring her the most pleasure. He is quick to learn and follow her guidance. She leads the way in this, pressing down on him and grinding her hips until it seems like she is building with pressure. He huffs for breath, thrusting up into her roughly, trying to match her and add more to the pyre.

It's growing in him, that feeling of culmination. He can see it on the horizon and taste it on his tongue. He bit at her lip, urging her along and begging for more.