"You, I like you," she answered automatically before realizing that this wasn't perhaps the answer Daneerys was seeking from her. Margaery bit her lip and let her hands touch soft skin and then she told her, "You are pleasing me, already. You don't need to do anything more than that, than be yourself with me."

But perhaps she'd meant some guidance? "My hair, my breasts, your fingers and tongue on my body until I shudder from want..."

She moved her legs open, wrapping them with Daenerys' legs too. "Anything you wish."