“You…you are. You’re beautiful. So very beautiful and smart and-” Viserys shook his head as he glanced up at her and then eyed the bed. “I want you to enjoy this. I don’t want to just take you like a Dothraki…Like Daenerys was-” His past was coming back to him as he recalled what he had forced upon Daenerys and the guilt came upon him. “Relena, what would you want me to just get it over with? I will if you want me to.” His body shifted towards her and he pushed his hair back as he leaned in to her, a hand rested beside her leg and the sheets. He intended to take his time, he wouldn’t be doing this just to have an heir, nor for himself. But for Relena. “Do you want me? Relena? Honestly. Would you have me as we are. A man and a woman, nothing less or more.” He intended to take his time tonight. He’d take his time on her and make sure she knew how much he cared for her, wanted her. “I’ll be good to you, my doe, I promise. If anything hurts let me know.”
Goldnwulf 