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She lifts her brows, not offended by the comment, but saying rather breezily: "Mn, well if that eagerness doesn't agree with you, I suppose I'll have to eat your cupcake, then."

What? She does enjoy sweets.

"Do you like it?" Of course, that teasing only continues when he trails a finger along her waist. Exposed skin. Her body's a traitorous thing, responding to his touch all too readily. The first tendrils of want unfurl low in her belly. "I wore this in Meereen."

"I'm willing to try it." As he had been willing to try so much else with her, and the sight of her in the dress is enough to make him feel eager and excited for anything. Dany had always had a talent for coaxing him out of his rut and he didn't have to guess that she took the time to choose something that he might like.

But not nearly as much as he enjoyed that dress.

"I do." His voice is deep and rough in his throat, an obvious sign where his mind was drifting. His mark was prominent, barely concealed by straps or neckline. Anyone who had seen her in it lately would have seen his lasting reminder that she was his. While one hand curled around her waist, caressing the exposed skin with his thumb, the others let his fingers glide over the mark, drinking in the dark colors with inky eyes.

"You're not cold?"

"Not right now, no." Maybe a little chilly before she came in here, but now, she's not. "I imagine if I were, you could fix that."

She's never enjoyed being on display like some prize, despite the outfits she'd adopted in Meereen. The difference was that she was her own woman then, versus the times she'd been with Viserys and Drogo. The way Jon runs his fingers along his mark might've rang a bit like the way Drogo and Viserys behaved--but the difference is that there is a mutuality between them. She's just as much a claim as well, even if she isn't fingering her own mark on him.

"You should try it, then." She twists her fingers in his shirt, tugging him with her as she takes a few backwards steps toward the box he'd set down. Careful of the design on top, she swipes her index finger along the side, taking a small glob of icing which she'll press against his lips.

There has always been a difference in the way he looks at Dany to the way he looked at other women. He can remember a similar moment, when Melisandre had presented herself to him and pressed his hand to her breast. There had been amazement and a daze, but it was addled with pure lust. It wasn't about the woman but what her body made his do. In the end, he pulled back and away, letting his heart override everything else.

This...he knows the good heart that lies beneath her breast, he's witnessed her regard and caring for him. It's more than how she looks in a dress, it's all of the feelings that are evoked by the sight of her. Lust, naturally, but a wonder that this woman is real and that she chose him, as much as letting him have her.

He's still caught in that reverence when she tugs him with her. He has little time to realize what she's doing until its already done. Instinctively, he sucked in his lower lip, fully assaulted by the sweet and rich texture of the icing. His eyes never leave hers, holding his lips in place as he sucks and sucks. He nodded finally, "I think I like it." A glimmer of mischief appears in his eyes, emboldened by her gesture. He dips his fingers into the icing as well, trailing it over her mark. "I might like it better this way."

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why do i feel like this is going to turn into food sex lmao

because Jon and Dany have to try every kink available?

def

This is another one off the list