Sansa laughs a little and thinks about saying something about how he nearly didn't but she doesn't. Instead, she's too busy enjoying the feeling of his fingers and his lips and his cock.

When he pushes into her again, Sansa squeezes around him and that feels better than it has any right to. Men in Westeros are complete idiots and apparently Jensen is brilliant because she's never felt this good in her life.

"Please?"