Sansa Stark (
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driftfleet2018-11-05 08:55 pm
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002 tea + biscuits (locked to tyrion lannister)
Who: Sansa Stark, Tyrion Lannister
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Action: First Breath
When: 27 October
( It seems that Sansa has quite a bit to make up for after having been gone for several moons and she means to start doing so as soon as she's cleared from quarantine. She unfortunately has nothing to wear aside from the jumpsuits provided to passengers as soon as they arrive in the Fleet and none of her fine things from before are still around. It's a bit disconcerting, yes, but she can at least make her hair look nice even if the rest of her is a lost cause. She hails Tyrion before coming over, not wanting to drop in unexpectedly, and finds her way to his quarters. )
I'm sorry I don't have anything better to wear but as soon as we get to a system where I can buy fabric, I intend to work on new gowns. For now, though, you get this.
( It's such a small thing to be hung up on but she's hung up on it nonetheless. One should look their best when trying to make amends. )
You'll forgive me, I hope?
Broadcast: n/a
Action: First Breath
When: 27 October
( It seems that Sansa has quite a bit to make up for after having been gone for several moons and she means to start doing so as soon as she's cleared from quarantine. She unfortunately has nothing to wear aside from the jumpsuits provided to passengers as soon as they arrive in the Fleet and none of her fine things from before are still around. It's a bit disconcerting, yes, but she can at least make her hair look nice even if the rest of her is a lost cause. She hails Tyrion before coming over, not wanting to drop in unexpectedly, and finds her way to his quarters. )
I'm sorry I don't have anything better to wear but as soon as we get to a system where I can buy fabric, I intend to work on new gowns. For now, though, you get this.
( It's such a small thing to be hung up on but she's hung up on it nonetheless. One should look their best when trying to make amends. )
You'll forgive me, I hope?
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( Baelish had ever been a schemer but that had been a new low entirely. He needed to be dealt with. )
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[He mused, before his lips curved into a faint smirk.]
I am just glad it was the Starks who showed him that.
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Arya and I decided we were stronger together than apart.
( Sansa reaches out and touches Tyrion’s hand, rubbing her thumb over the back of it. )
I’m stronger with you than alone.
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I want you to know ... I would like to kiss you again, and ... I have always known we would be stronger together.
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( It's a bit coy, yes, but Sansa feels comfortable with Tyrion in a way she doesn't think she's ever felt comfortable with any man. It feels right to tease him. )
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Darling wife, do take it easy for me.
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I'm sorry, my Lord.
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[He ran his fingers soothingly across her cheek.]
I just - well. It has been quite some time since I have kissed a woman, and never one as beautiful as you. You quite overwhelm me.
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( Sansa doesn't want to make him uncomfortable - that's the last thing she could possibly want. She just wants closeness. )
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[He sighed, cupping her cheek again.]
Please, stay. I am a grown man and I can control my urges.
[He could also pour cold water on his cock, so either way it would work.]
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( Tyrion's being very kind about the whole thing and Sansa desperately doesn't want to leave but she doesn't want to make things difficult for him. )
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[He sighed, as he made himself sit up.]
Perhaps you are right. Perhaps we should both be kind to one another.
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( Sansa doesn't know what will cure the problem other than time - which makes her impatient. )
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[He took her hands again, his face going serious.]
Your body is your own - and I will not force anything from you. My hand is good enough for me for any stray passions I have. You give me what you can, and I will be more than grateful.
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I know and I am grateful. It's just...you deserve better, Tyrion, than to have a wife you cannot be with in both heart and body. Everyone deserves the chance to love and be loved and to express that with someone.
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You deserve the same, Sansa, and I want to make it clear that I will do my utmost to be deserving of it. But you owe me nothing. Least of all your body.
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( Sansa had been in the Fleet just long enough before to know that marital rights aren't something guaranteed to any man and that sharing her body should be of her own free will - but Tyrion, too, will have desires and wants that she's afraid she cannot fulfill. )
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[Tyrion stated with a completely straight face.]
As long as we keep it attached, I shall have no problems.
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( Sansa lifts them to kiss, first the backs of his hands and then the palms. She does care for him, very much, and hopes that eventually he'll be able to heal some of her hurts. )
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You know, I don't think you have to worry about us, my dear. I think we are on the right path for marital bliss.
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I hope so. I want to be happy with you, Tyrion, and to know I’ve brought you joy.
( It’s important to her to pursue this on her terms and seek something she wants for once instead of what others want for her. )
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[He smiled at her, before exhaling.]
I should let you go.
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I don't want to go, Tyrion. I just don't want to make things any harder on you, that's all. I want to sleep beside you.
( Sansa leans in and gently presses a kiss against his brow. )
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