He never saw himself properly, her wolf. He never saw his own worth and beauty. She did her best to show him, every day, that she valued him. Saw him.
"No one has ever loved me as you do," she breathed against his skin, brushing her lips over the lean, sculpted plane of his abdomen and feeling the muscles shift and play beneath her touches. She lifted her head for just a moment to meet his eye, her lips curving into a knowing smile. "And no one has ever loved you as I love you, Jon Snow. Do you know that? Do you feel it?"
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Date: 2012-04-05 04:49 am (UTC)"No one has ever loved me as you do," she breathed against his skin, brushing her lips over the lean, sculpted plane of his abdomen and feeling the muscles shift and play beneath her touches. She lifted her head for just a moment to meet his eye, her lips curving into a knowing smile. "And no one has ever loved you as I love you, Jon Snow. Do you know that? Do you feel it?"