"If I'd known it was that easy, I'd have kissed you years ago," Tormund murmured gruffly, bringing one hand up to stroke her face. Brienne was breathing hard, pressing herself against him as she gazed into his eyes. "But you have to tell me what you want, sweet Brienne. I'm yours for the taking, but I need to hear you say it."
"Say what?" she whispered breathlessly.
"Anything!" he laughed. "You do realize that's the first thing you've said to me in more than ten years, woman? I'm the one doing all the talking here, not that I'm complaining about the kissing!"
Brienne blushed and ducked her head against his shoulder, feeling suddenly shy.
Tormund lifted her chin to meet his eyes again. "I meant what I said. I'll do anything, be anything you want me to be. I just need to know what's going on behind those lovely blue eyes."
"Tonight, can it just be this?" Brienne was whispering again. "I don't know what tomorrow will bring. But today, as soon as I saw you, I realized how much I wanted to be with you like this. I haven't wanted anything this much in a very long time, and I don't want to waste another moment."
Tormund wanted more. He wanted to her to declare she'd come all this way for him, and that she'd never leave him – but he knew that was ridiculous. Brienne was a woman of honor, a dutiful knight, and he couldn't expect her to stay forever. But for now, this was enough. With a playful growl, he kissed her passionately again. "Whatever you want, lovely Brienne – tonight I'm all yours, and you're mine."
