{ forbidden fruit ~ GoT Open

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"Mon amour{/I], it is always a pleasure." Jean smiled at her, kissed her palm. "How did you sleep?"

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Briar curled her fingers against his cheek, "I slept wonderfully. I don't want to get up," she chuckled softly.

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He kissed her palm again, smiled, lowered his eyes until they were just a narrow blue slit under thick black eyelashes. "I don't want to leave you. Can we stay in bed?"

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Briar scooted closer, her leg squeezing his waist, "I'd love that, Jean-Claude," she whispered, bringing her face close to kiss his nose.

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"Tease." His hand slid up her leg, over her waist, lightly tickling her hip before moving up to cup her face, the thumb scraping over her bottom lip. His eyes were now wide, focused on her face. "Give me a kiss?"

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Briar smiled and leaned in, gently pressing her lips to his. It was just a brief, fleeting kiss, nothing urgent. Almost like a tease.

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They had become good friends, and he was glad of it.
But he wanted more.
Jean-Claude was a selfish creature by nature, so he always wanted more.
"Please..." His voice was a low, gruff whisper, his body shifting closer to hers.

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Briar slid her hand to the back of his neck and let herself relax, the kiss deepening as she parted her lips. Of course, Briar was getting more comfortable with Jean-Claude the more time they spent with one another. She wasn't quite there yet, but it was progress.

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His lips parted under his, welcomed the taste of her, the scent of her, into his system.
He craved her like many craved a drink, or a special drug.
He was his drug, his heroine, his marijuana.

He leaned into her, pressed their chests together. Some small sound of pleasure escaped, crawled up his throat, exited into Briar's mouth as his tongue flashed out, teeth scraped her bottom lip.

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Briar mewled softly and her tongue, hesitant, darted out to meet his. She squirmed, but it was the good kind of squirming. Her fingers found Jean-Claude's hair, winding a few strands around.

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His hands - both of them now - gripped her hips, squeezed, and shifted the two bodies around until Jean-Claude was hunched over Briar, the hair she didn't have in her hands falling around them like a thick, curly black curtain.

His lips crushed down, greedy, impatient, needy, as his hands ran up the glorious length of her legs, his tongue and teeth mastering her mouth. His only thoughts - take, take more, and still more.

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Briar shuddered and her heart skipped a beat. She arched into his touch, fearful that her thin white nightgown would betray her body's desire, but she still felt this burning need inside of her.

She gasped into the kiss and tugged on his hair, a sharp whimper escaping her.

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"Now, now, now."
It was a chant, his voice desperate as he broke the kiss, eyes wild. "Please, god, make it now, Briar. Mon amour, I need you now."

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"Jean-Claude, I.." Briar shivered and clutched onto him, "It still scares me, but god, I want to. Want you. I think that scares me the most," she whispered, her leg squeezing tightly around his waist.

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He lifted his head, stared at her. "Love. There need be no fear, not with me. You can trust me. But..."

He shook his head.
"You must be sure."

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"Don't go," Briar nearly yelped, wrapping her arms around his neck, anchoring him to her, "Oh god, please don't leave me right now. I'm sorry. I want to be with you in that way and give myself to you, I really do. I'm trying, but there's still part of me that feels..insecure."

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His eyes softened, became full of tenderness and care.
"Oh, my love." He skimmed his lips over her jaw, soothing something inside of him with the touch.
"You need not be nervous, nor insecure. I will love you, and ask nothing but your pleasure in return."

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Briar smiled through her teary eyes and scooted up to kiss him, "I know you will. I know. I just worry that you'll leave me. I've heard stories of men who only stay one night and then go off to find other pretty girls," She trailed her fingertips over his collarbone, "I know there are girls much prettier than I am."

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His voice was fierce.
"No! Never think that. You are beautiful, the most beautiful." He hissed out a breath, kissed her forehead. "You, ma belle, mon amour are everything and more. Never think otherwise. I will stay. I will always stay for you."

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Briar smiled and ran her hand up his neck, "You are wonderful, Jean-Claude. The best person I've ever met. Please, kiss me."