[Robb is absolutely not thinking of nebulas and lights and the prettiness of it all. His mouth occupies itself with kissing her back while his head slowly starts to fill itself with lewd fantasies again. He remembers her cries and the way her breasts jiggled when she rode him. The intensity of it all.

A soft, approving rumble escapes his mouth at her words.]

That’s good... [He places more kisses on her back, ending the series of kisses up with a small, sharp bite in her neck.] ...I would not want it any other way. [After that he moves to her neck, teeth moving over her skin. There is no denying in how thrilling this is to him. There is a certain tension that he has never felt before and he wishes to explore it, to push it further. Beyond anything they have ever done.]

I will show you how much of a wolf I can be. [One of his arms wraps itself around her waist, fingers searching for one of her breasts. It is difficult to coordinate from above her now she is lying on her stomach.]

I wonder if...you feel this as well. [Because it would be nice if she could feel that tension as well. That intense sort of urge to go beyond everything they have ever known.] The things I think of...they are beyond filthy. [The confession makes his cheeks redden a little.]