Such an ungrateful monster....
"Emm...? I'm your queen. Don't you forget who you are....."
"I'm.....the hand" He smiled wickedly.
"Yes......I granted you that.....Still not satisfied?"
"I mean...." He suddenly pulled her close and kissed her in a very aggressive way....And he turned to whisper in her ear".......I'm the hand to caress your *** to make you feel good...."
He did that, and it did feel good.
A guard passed by.
Damn it! Why he always gets his way?
Sansa's face blushed and tried hard to restore a queen's grace.
"You know what?......I'm a hand too" Sansa pretended to be biting her lips.
"Oh? ? ! You are?" Baelish looked at her in surprise, and quite with excitement.
"The hand to remind you that you are my hand."
He got a slap on the face. And his runaway queen. And a lower-his-head-and-pass-by-quickly guard.
Baelish placed his hand on his wounding cheek.
It hurts. But I know it's a HOT one.......I'm not going to stop.
He smiled like a devil.