"Like that," Sansa says softly, tipping her head back as she feels his fingers sliding into her. It'd been strange earlier, having something inside her, but now it just feels good. It feels so good and she whimpers a little as he starts moving his fingers within her.

"Just like that. Over and over." It's nonsense, the things she's murmuring now, but if it means he won't stop she's happy to keep saying it until she reaches another one of those delirious peaks he seems so capable of bringing her to. She bites down on her lip.

"Oh, Daemon," she breathes out and she feels the heat of a blush coloring her skin.