"Sweet" was not a word most people used to describe Margaery, but when Daenerys said it she absolutely believed her.
Somehow the touch on her legs made her try to still for Daenerys, which was difficult considering that she was touching and tasting all the perfect spots on her body. Margaery moaned her name again and then bit her lip to quiet herself.
She wasn't afraid of being loud, just afraid of how terribly good it was and how it could possibly be far more intense than she had originally planned...
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Somehow the touch on her legs made her try to still for Daenerys, which was difficult considering that she was touching and tasting all the perfect spots on her body. Margaery moaned her name again and then bit her lip to quiet herself.
She wasn't afraid of being loud, just afraid of how terribly good it was and how it could possibly be far more intense than she had originally planned...