Carefully, Daenerys arranged herself on the bed, nodding slowly. "Of course," she murmured. "I'm... please, continue if you'd like."
Immediately, of course, she began mentally chastising herself for that. It was hardly a seductive turn of phrase, but she'd said it and there it was. They'd gotten this far, Daenerys' apparent awkwardness wasn't going to stop them.
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Immediately, of course, she began mentally chastising herself for that. It was hardly a seductive turn of phrase, but she'd said it and there it was. They'd gotten this far, Daenerys' apparent awkwardness wasn't going to stop them.
"How would you like me?" she asked instead.