"Seven hells," Daenerys gasped, the words coming out near a whisper. "You're so beautiful, Margaery."
That came out before she could stop it, but all considered that shouldn't have come as much of a surprise, should it have. She wanted to make Margaery feel as nice as Margaery was making her feel, and the only way she could do that right now was with compliments. Many, many compliments.
Well, that and her physical reactions, the way she moved in every way that Margaery suggested and moaned approvingly each time.
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That came out before she could stop it, but all considered that shouldn't have come as much of a surprise, should it have. She wanted to make Margaery feel as nice as Margaery was making her feel, and the only way she could do that right now was with compliments. Many, many compliments.
Well, that and her physical reactions, the way she moved in every way that Margaery suggested and moaned approvingly each time.