GoT modern: The Long-Distance relationship

 // Somehow, can we say they are in a long-distance relationship? :p 

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The silver princess twirled on her heels before she fell onto her bed. She started to roll her hips to the rhythm of the song that was playing on her phone. She bit her bottom lip and started to hump the mattress for a while before she let her phone fall onto it and quickly moved onto her knees, rolling her head and whipping the air with her silver locks. She was dancing, freely enjoying her time alone in that hotel room. The day had been a busy one, and she had barely the time to sit and call Jaime. What was he doing at this moment? Was he looking at newspapers? Did he see pictures of her on his phone and on tabloids? She was hoping that he did. She was hoping that he saw her latest sexy outfit and wished he was there. She was hoping he was dancing in his kitchen, hoping for the young woman to storm into his house like she always did. 

How could it be? that despite their busy and chaotic schedules they managed to spend time together? How was it, that she didn't mind the distance that existed between the two of them? Bäahal couldn't really explain it, the truth was, their relationship was a long-distance relationship. Long-distance in that they were most of the time going on trips -especially her- or had to attend business meetings or charity events on behalf of their families. That was a side of being an heir that both of them didn't really like. They weren't as free as they wanted to be. They couldn't see each other as often as they wished to. At least, not now. Bäahal found both excitement and frustration in this situation. It bothered her a lot, that she couldn't freely enjoy her relationship with Jaime as she saw fit but it was part of the deal, at least for the moment. 

That frustration led her to sometimes daydream situations where she would go out with Jaime. She imagined them holding hands, walking on the street as if there was no one near them as if the world didn't exist. She wished she could have dinner with him, or share dinner with her siblings and their significant others. She wanted to go out and look at him, kiss him, entwining their fingers together. She wanted to take the plane and go to public resorts where they could have fun together. She even imagined a ring on her finger, in the very distant future when they would be married. Her daydreams were those of a woman in love. She wanted a life with Jaime and it tore her heart apart to see that she couldn't even mention him during a conversation. She couldn't even call him in public, exchange a few loving words, or whisper "I love you" before she hung up and talked to her friends. 

The frustration led her to moments of angry tears, at how unfair it was that she had to keep her love to herself and to Jaime. She felt that she was punished for having found true love and it bothered her to no end. Yet, she kept dancing. this time she was back on her feet and was essentially working the bottom half of her body. She was twerking, swaying her plump ass while she slowly crouched on the floor. the dance was energetic, it required most of her attention and helped her lose herself in the tune. That was needed to get some of the steam off of her body. Fortunately for her, being secretive about this relationship had some good, for he might have been away from her physically but their bond was stronger. Their bond transcended distance for they thought about each other all the time. She brought him presents from her gift, and loved him even harder when they could spend some time together. 

That was, perhaps, the best thing about their long-distance relationship: the joy of finding each other again. There was something, relief of some sort, about seeing someone you have missed for a while. They smell better, they look even more gorgeous, and they are even sexier than you could remember. There is the realization that they were your favorite person and the one you had missed for so long and so hard. the relief she felt upon seeing Jaime boosted her serotonin, and made the reunion even more intense than it used to be. He was eager to see her, she could tell by the way he held her in his arms. He was always looking at her as if he was afraid to let her go and he always held her in his arms so strongly that she knew he refused to let her go. He relaxed when she kissed him, when she ran her hands through his hair, and when she made love to her. It just hit differently. It just felt stronger.  

Dancing helped her exert herself, and remove the stress of the situation from her head. Dancing helped her express her love for Jaime, her desire to live a life with him, and her frustration at being away from Jaime. She wanted to see him, she needed to see him but she would have to wait a little longer, she would have to wait for her return so they could spend time together. he felt like home.. he was her home and she wanted to go back to him. So Bäahal danced her night away, sweated her fears off, and that helped her release all her tension and fall asleep soundly. She would see him soon enough, she would go back to him. She would go back home. 

-TBC-