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"Rhago would've killed you if he saw what you did."

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"Rhago would've killed you if he saw what you did."
She kept her gaze on him the whole time, enjoying the view, before she sat up on her knees and started to trail kisses down his torso as her hands trailed down to toy with his zipper again.
Morning arrived fairly quickly, and Drogo was still passed out from sleep on his bed. He slowly woke up to the sound of the shower in his bathroom. He took him a moment to remember what had happened, and then he grinned, still sleepy, at the memory.
Kadi woke up quite early. It was alright though, Drogo's shower was amazing and she could live in that thing. Besides, the hot water took the soreness away. Not that she'd ever admit that to him.
Just came back from work, who wants to do things???
"You lie--"
"Tell her that her…khal…is chained. Tell her that the khalasar is broken and enslaved. Tell her that she serves the crown now.”
Kadi’s eyes squeezed into a thin lie as she heard those words. “Khal is strong, my Khal kills you metal men!” she screamed, baring her teeth. “I serve no one but my Khal—-“
"Your Khal is in chains thicker than his arms. He is a dog without a bone, Khaleesi. Your khalasar is no more. You have no khal to serve.” He pretended to think for a moment, before continuing.
"I can marry you to a Westerosi nobleman - some are interested in the Essosi, and they would protect you if you were obedient.”
"I am no slave---" she hissed rather angrily. "I will not fuck Westerosi. I will not serve Westerosi. If I not serve my khal, I serve none."
"You lie--"
"Tell her that her…khal…is chained. Tell her that the khalasar is broken and enslaved. Tell her that she serves the crown now.”
Kadi's eyes squeezed into a thin lie as she heard those words. "Khal is strong, my Khal kills you metal men!" she screamed, baring her teeth. "I serve no one but my Khal---"
Her hands quickly tangled into his hair and pulled a little, keeping herself up with her legs wrapped around his waist. “This is going to be the best night of your life—-“
I do hope so. - He muttered back at her, as he let her fall in his huge feather bed and crossed his arms to remove his shirt.
She kept her gaze on him the whole time, enjoying the view, before she sat up on her knees and started to trail kisses down his torso as her hands trailed down to toy with his zipper again.
“Who is with you?”
DROPDEAD SICK BUT WANNA DO THINGS
Kadi moved her hand over his chest back down to his jeans, toying with the zipper as she smirked.
Before she had the chance to do anything else, he picked her up in his strong arms, and smirked at her surprised gaze, before he kissed her, making his way to his bedroom.
Her hands quickly tangled into his hair and pulled a little, keeping herself up with her legs wrapped around his waist. "This is going to be the best night of your life---"
"If you do it right, I’ll be quite loud." she replied, her hands moving over his back. "Do you know how to do it right?"
Hmmm maybe. Never got any complaints thus far. - He purred in her ear before he bit it ever so slightly.
Kadi moved her hand over his chest back down to his jeans, toying with the zipper as she smirked.
"I want to hear you scream." she replied soft but casually, her hand moving higher.
Oh really? - He said, his hand going up her leg to her hip and casually brushing his lips on her neck. - Are you sure you won’t be the one doing the screaming?
"If you do it right, I'll be quite loud." she replied, her hands moving over his back. "Do you know how to do it right?"
Drogo smirked and put down his beer on the coffee table. - What else would you like? - He asked, getting a bit closer as he allowed her to kee her hand on his leg.
"I want to hear you scream." she replied soft but casually, her hand moving higher.
Hmmm maybe. Though maybe in the car would also be exciting. Also more comfortable. And you can do it anywhere, no need for an alley. - He pointed out with a smile.
"Yes, I'd like that." she agreed. her hand sliding back onto his knee.
Drogo smiled a little. - Well if it’s any confort, you’re not the only one who had people walk away sooner rather than later. - He pointed out and chuckled. - Do you really believe there is a good alley in this city? I mean it’s New York.
"Perhaps in the fancy part of New York." she shrugged. "Against a cold wall in a dark alley in the rain. That would be cool." she chuckled, sipping at the bottle. "Though I always enjoy a good round during a family reception or a birthday. It's even worse to get caught by people you know."
True but broken things can be fixed. They can return to their former glory and, therefore, become vintage. - He said and let her comment on the alley slide, though his smirk was remarked. - Have you ever found that right alley?
"No," she replied, a small shake of her head as she thought about it. "No man ever stuck around that long with me for me to convince them to get out of their bedrooms. And good alleys are hard to find."
He crossed his arms defiantly, jutting his chin out. “I doubt you do, but you likely have time for profit, no?”
"Profit?" she asked with furrowed brows.