Margaery groaned as soon as Daenerys began playing with her breast enough that she arched into her hand, the tips turning into sharp points and then...
"Seven hells," she whispered as she felt lips against her throat and Margaery wondered exactly how much experience Daenerys had at this, after all.
She bit her lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly (not that anyone would likely hear), and then smiled and nodded her head in agreement. "As are you, and... oh..."
It must be true what they say about Daenerys and her ability to turn anyone she wants under her spell. Of course, Margaery didn't wish to be anywhere else.
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"Seven hells," she whispered as she felt lips against her throat and Margaery wondered exactly how much experience Daenerys had at this, after all.
She bit her lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly (not that anyone would likely hear), and then smiled and nodded her head in agreement. "As are you, and... oh..."
It must be true what they say about Daenerys and her ability to turn anyone she wants under her spell. Of course, Margaery didn't wish to be anywhere else.