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RE Khal and Khaleesi Khal Drogo x Daenerys LovelyDeadlyLadies and randomname98766789 When Daenerys entered into the tent and greeted him in Dothraki, the Khal suddenly snapped his head upwards and looked into her eyes. Yes, the words might have sounded cacophonous and broken, but he understood her. The fact that she learned the language so she could communicate with him earned Dany a great deal of respect from her husband. Before tonight, he had not expected her to ever speak one word or utter one syllable in Dothraki. Why should she? She knew her role was to be with him just for this business transaction between her brother and Drogo. Still, she used the language, learned how to speak to him, and that was pleasing in the Khals eyes. Good evening, my Khaleesi. He answered back in Dothraki, looking at her face, watching her expressions to see if she truly understood him. It would have looked worse if she only learned a few certain phrases just to appease him. If she actually attempted to learn the language as a whole, then that would look even better for his wife. The one good thing about facial expressions was that they were all universal and Drogo was excellent with reading these expressions. Watching the woman undress was a pleasing sight to Drogo. Originally, he had intended to take her again tonight and then go to sleep. That was the plan until he heard her speak his language. Now the male was intrigued and interested in talking with her, hearing about the woman. Getting comfortable with himself, Drogo started to undress as well. Soon, the warrior had undressed himself completely. Like Daenerys, Drogo found himself more comfortable when the clothing was void from his body. It felt perfect and he could fully relax against the furs. Now, he just waited for his queen to join him. Whenever Dany joined him on the fur mattress, he looked deep into her eyes, watching her closely. His next move would shock even himself. One of his large, rough, calloused hands cupped Danys face. His palm gently rubbed against her skin, noticing just how silky soft and smooth it felt against his rougher hand. Something that almost looked like a smile on his face appeared while their eyes were locked together. You learned Dothraki? He questioned in his native language. Why? He finally asked, wondering why she would even want to talk to him. Khal Drogo thought she hated him and would never learn his ways, his practices, or his language. He thought she would hate being here and do what little she could do just to get by. He might have been wrong and that alone made him grow more affectionate for her. Finally, Khal Drogo removed his hand from Daenerys face and placed one hand onto the side of her hips. This might not have been so bad after all. Drogo would be lying if he said she was not on his mind ever since their wedding. It was something he was not proud to admit. Besides, she should just have been a toy to play with, right? His men would react poorly if they knew their strong, fearless Khal might actually have developed feelings for Daenerys in only a few days. It was something he hid well during the day but he did make sure she was fed and watered regularly to keep up her health. She would have to give him an heir.