“Understatement,” Steve replies as he catches his breath, kissing along her chin and jaw as his hands slide up her back, tracing the wings of her shoulders. There’s a very tiny, quiet voice in his head telling him that they should get out of this room before they get caught, but then Ygritte shifts her hips and presses her tits against Steve’s chest, and the voice is snuffed out.

“I think I’m up for the challenge. Just give me a minute to recharge.” He grins at her and then twists their bodies until Ygritte is flat on her back on the bed again. It makes his cock slip out of her and he mourns the loss as he carefully pulls off the condom and ties it off. After throwing it into the trash, he turns back to lay on his stomach next to her, sighing happily as he nuzzles between her breasts and rests his face there.

“Nah, you’ll do fine,” he teases playfully, slinging an arm around her waist as he mouths lazily at her nipple. “Why would I do all that work when you’re right here?”