Daenerys kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck, though she was significantly shorter than him. She chuckled against his lips at his words, and smiled as he lifted her up.

She rested back against the fur, her pristine silver locks a distinct contrast to the black bear fur. Her back arched to press her breast more fully into his touch. Daenerys gasped softly at the attention of his fingers between her thighs. Her legs parted to give him more mobility. Daenerys parted her lips to let his tongue inside to tangle with her own. Both hands came up to push through his hair, tugging gently as she leaned up to press her breasts to his chest.