Give-and-take was the only thing Daenerys knew, when it came to lovemaking; the little sorts of things that showed that even if one party was in control the other could and would take over soon. Both of them looking out for the other's interest.
She hummed against the dip between Margaery's breasts, nuzzling for a moment before she turned her attention to the curve of one, licking over it and kissing, gently and then not so very gentle at all.
"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you for sharing your beauty with me."
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She hummed against the dip between Margaery's breasts, nuzzling for a moment before she turned her attention to the curve of one, licking over it and kissing, gently and then not so very gentle at all.
"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you for sharing your beauty with me."