"Stupid girl," he hissed. "I almost killed you that night, and worse. I still could. Take what I want and then slit your pretty throat before you can even think to call out for your wolves. Is that what you want, little bird? Is that why you're here, so I can finish what I started?"

Joffrey insists that his Hound train Sansa in expectations of the marital bed. It doesn't work out as he had hoped.

A Future smut fic I wrote for the Sansa Sandor LJ community's Comment Fic Meme No. 2. The prompt was: "Fully naked Sansa being petted/fondled/fucked by fully clothed Sandor. Bonus points if Sandor is in armour." World details are vague so feel free to fill in your own headcanon, but Sansa is Queen in the North and Sandor is a commander of her guardsmen in some way.

Sandor does not panic during 2x09; he fights bravely, saves the Joffrey's life and stays in King's Landing. During the scene in the throne room after Joffrey has set Sansa aside for Margery it is the Hound's turn: he is rewarded with lands and a title and may ask for anything he desires. He asks for Sansa Stark.