Sandors lips were still caressing her. He kissed her earlobe and started nibbling on her neck. Her breathing became heavier. She wanted him so bad. Already she noticed how excited he was already. Gently, he cupped her cheek, turning her face towards him, and looked deep into her eyes. With a slight moan, he covered her lips with his own, moving in passion. Greedy their tongues explore each other until they match their movements, like a dance. With a smooth quick motion, he grabbed her hips to lift her up. Automatically she wrapped her legs around him and he walked towards the bed.
It had been a week of getting to know each other bodies before daphne finally got a name.
'You ever going to tell me your name?'
'You really want to know?' He questioned
'we have been spending a lot of time together it would be nice.' daphnes admitted.
'Sandor' he told her 'Sandor Clegane.'
'Sandor.' she repeated testing it out on her lips. 'Fine name for a fine man,' she told him and he bent over kissing her she wrapped a hand around the back of his neck pulling him to her it was deep and long as he explored her mouth his hands moving along her body again. She pulled him back to her pulling back off his clothes. But he could see the faint hues of the sunrise shining through the window and knew he couldnt stay.
'Bye flower.' he whispered his lips against her as he fixed his shirt leaving.
Sandor knew it was foolish to fall for a whore. She was probably this way with all her costumers' kind and sweet making them feel like they were the best and satisfied her the greatest but she was the only one to ever look at him with compassion. Not pity. But compassion and even true lust. He knew he shouldnt fall for her but she was too damn easy to love.
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Whore // Sandor Clegane // Tryion Lannister
FanficA new whore at Bealishs brothel house finds herself captivated by a certain Hound before being sent to Tywin Lannisters war camps and meeting Tyrion. +++ Most characters belong to GRRM
