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[That shift in the air is palpable, even to him, and it makes him even more desperate for her. Clearly, he's doing something right. He keeps his rhythm, burying himself inside her with every stroke.]

Just you.

You...have me.

(she smiles softly, still unwilling to break her gaze away from his. but she does shift, loosening the grip around his waist with her legs and instead blooming for him, spreading apart.)

Please, Aemond...touch me?

[He kisses her softly. A hand reaches down, fingers brushing over the sweet spot between her legs. Again, a bit hesitant and likely a bit too gentle, but the last thing he wants is to hurt her. He waits for more encouragement to determine how much further he should go.]

(she gasps, hips bucking up at the touch. and she's nodding and he'd surely feel her flutter around his cock.)

Like that, (zee sighs sweetly.)

[He can't help but smile against her mouth when she moves and he can feel everything. His fingers don't bother to explore, staying where they are and rubbing with a bit more pressure to the sensitive nub.]

Like that?

(her lips part to answer but all that she can manage is another moan and a nod. the magic flares again as his touch sends shocks of pleasure through her.)

[He breathes it in. His thrusts slow down so she's not entirely overwhelmed, but he doesn't stop his attentions on either front.]

Come, now. Come for me.

(she wants to---badly. and the way aemond demands it of her and slows, zatanna is keening beneath him until she snaps with a cry. she pulses around him and finally closes her eyes.)

Aemond---

Good girl.

[He thrusts through her peak until he can’t last anymore either. He stills and tenses above her, emptying himself inside her. Afterward he is careful to collapse at her side.]

(the aura of magic wanes with her climax, though her senses yet buzz with aftershocks, his praise and continued rutting responsible. she feels him tense, his hips stutter, and then the flood of his seed spilling inside her.

when he collapses beside her, zatanna doesn't move much. she's catching her breath and basking in the afterglow, only tilting her head to look at him...and maybe reaching to lace her fingers with his.)

[He's still breathing heavily and he reaches a hand up to her cheek, the other holding on to hers.]

That was quite an adventure.

Mmhmm, (she hums and leans into his touch.) So you enjoyed it, I assume?

(zatanna might sound just a little smug. yes, she absolutely enjoyed herself too.)

Every moment. I hope you are pleased as well.

Very pleased. (she flashes a smile as she rolls over into her side, facing him, and drawing in close. truthfully he had been much more affectionate that she would have imagined. it's an honor, she thinks, that he allows it with her.)

I really enjoyed the intense eye contact, (zatanna notes, getting close enough their noses could touch.)

When you only have one you do what you can.

[It's glib and only mildly bitter. He drapes an arm over her hips and strokes her back.]

I did well, then?

(zatanna sighs happily at his touch. his question, though, catches her somewhat off guard. then again, she didn't actually know about his prior experience.)

Didn't you hear all the moans? (she teases before stealing a kiss.) Very well, Aemond.

[He relaxes at her answer, though is irritated at himself for asking. But he needs to learn these things.]

Good. I would not leave you wanting.

Have you...not been with many women? (she doesn't care either way. but if not she'll know to give him just a little more guidance if needed. he had listened when she asked for his touch. and being teachable is really what matters.)

I couldn't tell.

Just one, a long time ago.

[He’s placated by her words and almost smiles.]

You are an excellent partner.

Really? Just one? (the surprise is evident in her tone. aemond is so handsome---at least she thinks so!---surely he's had more than one opportunity. then again, he hadn't been quick to make things physical between them. maybe that's just the sort of man he is.)

I definitely couldn't tell then. (hell, she didn't even have to show him where she wanted him to touch her.)

Good. I'm glad I can be that for you. And just so you know, (she kisses him sweetly.) I'm pretty open-minded...if there's anything you ever want to try.

It was a brothel. I was much younger.

[He admits that somewhat reluctantly. Not because he’s ashamed of it, but because it’s not the best memory.]

Thank you. I will definitely keep that in mind.

(ah. she supposes that must be a common option here and, for a prince, a way to avoid too many messy emotions.)

Oh, sure. Makes sense. (zatanna kisses him again, languid and affectionate, as quiet reassurance.)

Assuming you want to do this again, of course.

[It can be, but generally not when you’re as young as he was.]

I would like it to, very much.

Good. Me too. (maybe even now if he wanted to. zatanna trails her hand along his chest, tracing abstract shapes. really just laying here with him is nice.)

[Nice and he’s enjoying the time together. He nuzzles at her cheek and then kisses her, long and steady.]

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