Title: Author's Choice (Night)Notes: Written for femslash100100(zeroes table, prompt 070 "author's choice" for which I selected the previous prompt of 'night"). See the full table here. Also available on AO3

It was no secret around the castle that even though Renly and Margaery were the king and queen, they rarely spent their nights together. Everybody had known about Renly and Loras for years, even before the war. But Margaery and her sister-in-law? That was a more recent development.

Shortly before the war ended, Loras had married Sansa, securing the loyalty of House Stark, on the condition that Robb would rule over Winterfell as King in the North. Since then, the majority of Sansa’s nights were spent in Margaery’s bedchamber.

At the moment Sansa was sprawled out on Margaery’s bed, the queen on top of her, planting kisses down her abdomen until her mouth came to the sweet spot between Sansa’s legs. Margaery ran her tongue over Sansa’s clit, sending shivers of pleasure through the younger woman.

On the few occasions Loras had managed to actually perform his duty as her husband in an attempt to secure an heir, Sansa had felt nothing. Nothing but pain, anyway. But with Margaery, there was never any pain. The queen had a way of making Sansa feel nothing but pleasure. Which meant as long as Sansa had Margaery, she would live for her nights.