(Absolutely… Ned getting the best of Cersei is certainly a plus
)
Between the powdery soft padding beneath him and Talisa’s warm and tender touch, Robb’s manhood responded immediately, growing firm in her hands. It was like this every time she diapered him now… what could easily have been awkward and humiliating when the wounded King in the North was bedridden, Talisa had from the start made such a nurturing and pleasurable experience that Robb could scarcely imagine going without it now.
He bit his lip and breathed, and eventually his erection subsided… which would make it much easier for Talisa to wrap his diaper about him and pin it in place. He grinned fondly at her as he lay still on the bed, letting her work.
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Missandei listened with rapt attention, nodding slowly, as Dany described her dream. Once she’d finished cleansing Dany’s precious skin she brought some silken ‘big girl’ smallclothes to the bed for Dany to slip into. She helped Dany sit up, sat on the bed with her, and brushed her hair, smoothing out Dany’s silvery blonde tresses.
“I think it’s only natural that you would dream about Queen Rhaella, Your Grace,” she said softly. “The home and the loving family you never knew… but might’ve had… especially now that you are so close to returning to where you were born.” She carefully redid the intricate braids in Dany’s hair, and then helped her up from the bed to help dress her for the day.
“I daresay a frilly dress is not something I’d easily imagine seeing you in Your Grace. But perhaps under the right circumstances, in the right time and place, it might suit you quite well,” she quipped.
(Should we work towards getting Dany, Sansa, and Margaery together for something like a tea party… where they’d all be in frilly dresses and fluffy diapers together?)