Daenerys gasped at the feeling of his rough fingers over her folds. At that expression from him, her leg came up between his legs and she rubbed her thigh over his hardening cock. She bit her lower lip as she looked down and met his gaze. Her hand guided his fingers, pulling two of them to press against her sensitive, throbbing clit. She gave no answer to his silent plea - she gave no permission yet to allow him to loose his cock.