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I'm not.

Do these things ever cross your mind?

[ What's the fastest way to destroy a mood? Talk about fucking other people. ]

Why are we talking about them? I don't want to think about other people.

[He has a tendency to say the wrong thing.]

How did you make those bubbles? I would have thought that you would like flower petals more.

Flower petals in my bath? The heat would wrinkle them.

[ She likes her water hot, Jon ]

The bubbles, though. I'm not telling. You can see for yourself.

How hot do you like your baths?

Then why not come here and help me make them?

Until it's nearly ready to boil.

You're going to have me get out of my bath, walk up twenty or so flights, wait for you to draw a bath, and make bubbles?

Then what what your grace prefer?

I come to you?

I want you to come.

In more ways than one.

[ She's terrible. Why do you like her, Jon. ]

[Because she is so terrible.]

Whether I go to you or not, I will be coming.

Just a matter of whether it's in your bed, alone, or in my bath.

I'd rather it be in your bed and in your bath.

Can't be in both at once, silly wolf.

No, but we can be in one first and then the other.

No one's been in my bed.

Would you let me?

If you ask nicely.

That is the sort of question that should be done in person. May I come and see you?

I wonder why you're not here yet. Rude to keep a queen waiting.

I'll redraw the bath, zokla. Not too hot, this time.

I'll be sure to make amends.

[It took only a few minutes for him to reach her door, not bothering to wonder if she was alone or not. He had practically run to get to her, pushing past some random stranger on the stairs.

When finally he was at her door, he tried to get his breathing under control, not wanting to show how eager he was to see her again.]

[ She's in a linen robe, hair tied back and up, so as to avoid getting it wet. In the bathroom, the water's running. There's not a soul in her apartment tonight, save Drogon.

Upon Jon's knock, she doesn't open the door fully, but just enough for her to lean against the doorframe, blocking his entry. A faint smile dances on her lips. ]

Going to make amends, are you?

[She's the image of sensuality and he can feel his skin heat, as though he were already stepping into the scalding bath. He grinned at her bashfully, not sure where to begin. There was so much of her he intended to kiss, caress and tease. What would count as amends that he wasn't already planning?]

I'm a man of my word.

[He brushes his fingers against her cheek, longing for a moment of softness.]

[ Her smile's sweet in answer to his grin. Still, she doesn't move. Not until his fingers brush against her cheek, and then, she's lifting up to curl hers around his. He's got a boyish grin, so charming and disarming. It's no wonder other women flock to him. He's sunken his claws into her as well, and though the idea of him behaving this way with others chafes, she's pushing the comparisons aside and stepping back from the door, tugging him after her. ]

I didn't start the bubbles yet. [ She sounds excited. ] Come on.

[For all of his other friends and companions, there was nothing like this with anyone else. This attraction had been there from the beginning, when they met and later when they watched her dragons. Fighting seemed the easier response to realizing that something so deep and powerful was buried inside him, something that he thought died along with Ygritte.

It was what made the idea of her with other men, especially like this, so hard to swallow. He pushed it away, wanting her to himself without any sort of intrusion from the outside world.

He held firm to her hand as she tugged him inside, his smile only spreading.]

Is your tub big enough for two?

We'll see, won't we?

[ She's not considered if two could comfortably fit in it. No need to consider it before, after all, so why bother until this very second?

Her feet are bare. So are her legs, the edge of her robe not reaching past her knees. He's perfect view of the very same legs she'd texted him on their walk (brisk) to the bathroom. His hand's released only so she can shut the water off. ]

Not too hot? [ she asks him, slipping around him to open up a small box. ] Come smell these, tell me which you like most.

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