He was so close to the edge of the sofa when he kissed it parting his thigh and gently kissed his jewel. He tasted his own blood as he refrained from shouting and sobbing incessantly. He wanted ‘it, and if anyone was to blame tonight it was him. The man was drunk but he, no. He is in sanity now.

Her body twitched as his lips claimed her femininity, every movement of Theon's lips was gentle and whether he would admit it or not, it slowly took over his sanity.

"Ahhh!" he sighed when his tongue reached for the pearl of the east which he did not know how it...