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Pairing(s): Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell.

Warning(s): None.

Word Count: 100.

"You're covered in little stars," Margaery coos. "I should shame Joffrey for being unable to appreciate such beauty."

Sansa can only manage a shallow nod for the ceiling. No one has ever known her rust-colored freckles dotting her breasts and collarbone as little stars. Arya always told her: battle scars from a previous life. Everyone else told her: imperfections a future husband could hopefully overlook.

Margaery continues her cooing as she drags her pinky over the little stars covering her breasts. Her nail inches closer and closer toward her nipple, but never quite makes it.

"I'm covered in little stars."