“…the lusting I suppose you’d call it…that was…too close to what I feel sometimes for you, and it…well, it doesna seem right to me. I always thought it would be a simple matter to lie with a woman. And yet…I want to fall on my face at your feet and worship you- and still I want to force ye to your knees before me, and hold ye there wi’ my hands tangled in your hair and your mouth at my service…and I want both things at the same time, Sassenach. …I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, mo nighean donn, and I still want to spread your thighs and plow you like a rutting bull. I dinna understand myself!”
- Jamie to Claire, Dragonfly in Amber p. 310-311















