[Daenerys does have a penchant for this particular position. She likes it even better when the men she is with naturally submit as well. Her body his bared to him like his, his hands knowing her curves intimately. She smiles as he unlaces his breeches. His cock is already hard, as it almost always is.
One hand strokes him as she presses her wet heat to him slowly, dragging it out, wanting to sit on him like this for as long as possible. There are already ideas for another time, of the ways she could have him like this, but for now her hands strokes over him, her slick coating him just enough.]
Tell me what it is you desire, Jon. [And she will gladly give it. She simply wants to hear it from him first.]
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One hand strokes him as she presses her wet heat to him slowly, dragging it out, wanting to sit on him like this for as long as possible. There are already ideas for another time, of the ways she could have him like this, but for now her hands strokes over him, her slick coating him just enough.]
Tell me what it is you desire, Jon. [And she will gladly give it. She simply wants to hear it from him first.]