Sincere apologies for lack of stories… been working on a fanfiction for Drogo and Daenerys but… i will hope to put something up here shortly.
You can read the story here
He pulled her into his muscular arms and eased his lips down her neck. He was overcome with her fragrance. She uses a lavender essential oil to perfume her skin. If he was blindfolded he could’ve picked out of a room full of women. A guttural whisper flowed into her ear. “I don’t know if there are purple stars but I do know we haven’t made love today.”