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Title: Lace
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Margaery/Sansa
Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Margaery is entranced by Sansa's lace collar
Author's Notes: Written for the prompt Game of Thrones - Margaery/Sansa - lace on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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She wants so badly to lean across and lick a line along the edge of the lace at Sansa’s neck and breats. It’s already damp with sweat from the late-summer afternoon sun and their riding in the forest with her cousins and ladies; it’s hypnotic, that collar of lace, with the way it slings to Sansa’s skin. For all that she knows the damage it would do if her gaze was caught, fixed as it is, on the rise and fall of milky breasts and elegant décolletage, she can’t tear her eyes away. She is transfixed, and Sansa is smiling.
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Margaery/Sansa
Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Margaery is entranced by Sansa's lace collar
Author's Notes: Written for the prompt Game of Thrones - Margaery/Sansa - lace on
femslash100's Drabbletag5She wants so badly to lean across and lick a line along the edge of the lace at Sansa’s neck and breats. It’s already damp with sweat from the late-summer afternoon sun and their riding in the forest with her cousins and ladies; it’s hypnotic, that collar of lace, with the way it slings to Sansa’s skin. For all that she knows the damage it would do if her gaze was caught, fixed as it is, on the rise and fall of milky breasts and elegant décolletage, she can’t tear her eyes away. She is transfixed, and Sansa is smiling.
