i gave the dirty anon ask game a little twist: When Sansa first heard the stories of dragon riders, she could never imagine enjoying the thrill of being unsteady and ready to fall at any moments notice; being subject to another creature’s power was out of her desires. But now, with her legs straddling a dragon queens face, a playful tongue licking at her core and making her squirm in her seat, she thinks she understands it now. As Daenerys’ tongue gives one final stroke, Sansa savors the fall. WOW I LOVE THIS MAKE IT A FANFIC
life is not a song 