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The Targaryen scowled at her, "I'm just unused to it. It's a lot of movement. I don't think I'll get any sleep on this godforsaken thing."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Maybe if you are exhausted... It'll help?" She suggests, tilting her head to one side, swayig with the ship playfully

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His scowl melted away to something more playful, "Oh? And how do you plan on making me exhausted?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" I have honestly have no clue," she chirps and laughs softly though a sly smile curls her lips," Though... I know lasttime... You held back... Alot," she blushes a bit

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Olin quirked one eyebrow at her and grinned, "Yes, I held back because I didn't want to hurt you. I may be a man, but I am capable of some self-control."

[CrimsonMoon]

" You won't hurt me... I'm tough, promise," she flashes him a cheeky grjn

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"Is that your way of proposing that I make love to you right here?" Olin chortled, leaning up and pressing his lips against her smooth neck lightly.

[CrimsonMoon]

" You're so blunt about it!" She scolds with a giggle, kisses his forehead in return," I... Am actually really ashamed to say it like that..."

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"Blunt, but I wasn't vulgar," He traced his lips over her pulse point, his tongue darting out against the skin, "I could have used worse terms. But we do make love, do we not?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yes..." She murmurs, smiling slightly and gaining confidence from his words despite the ever present blush that crossed her gold tinted skin

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His hands crept up to her waist, skimming over her thighs, "So why not say it? No one else can hear us.~"

[CrimsonMoon]

" But..." She trails off and buries her face into his neck,".... Do i have to...?"

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He laughed and stroked her hair, "No, you don't have to."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Thank gods," she laughs softly in his ear

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Olin massaged his fingertips into her hips and moved his lips to her jawline.

[CrimsonMoon]

Her fingers curl gently into his hair, her lips capturing his in a deep kiss

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The prince brought her close to his chest and kissed her back, his lips moving fervently against hers.

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo presses against him tightly, all her longing for him seemig to pour in to her actions

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Olin sat up with her in his lap, his arms encircling her waist tightly.

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo smiles and nuzzles his neck before nipping his throat playfully