You can always rouse me... [Robb knows it is a matter of time before his cock would start stirring again.] ...the mere sight of your body... [Has he ever been more aware of how her skin feels under his hand? How her muscles tense and relax?]

It is different now... [It is as if he sees her and feels her differently. There is no rush, no pressure. Has there ever been something more sweet?] I will. Every bit of you. And everyone should see. [He buries his head in the crook of her neck, lips pressed against that spot underneath her ear.] I am so glad I have two hands. Now I can touch your teats with one and have the other between your legs. [Because he knows how that works now.]

Tell me more. [While he says that his hand travels lower, fingers dipping into her bellybutton.] I need to hear more, sweetling. [And his hand goes lower and lower, fingers stretching out.]