Sansa: (Shrieking) Tyrion!

Tyrion: Were you expecting someone else?

Sansa: You know very well this is when my handmaidens come to draw my bath.

Tyrion: (Cheekily) Well, you don't look exactly unhappy to see me.

Sansa: (Groans) I'm...I'm not. But...a warning would be proper next time.

(Tyrion gazes at Sansa's nude pregnant body while her hair dangles over her breasts covering them up)

Tyrion: (Quietly) Gods, look at you, Sansa.

(Tyrion closes the door behind him, continuing to stare at Sansa in awe)

Sansa: You've...you've seen me naked a hundred times since we've consummated our marriage.

(Tyrion moves closer to Sansa)

Tyrion: But...never pregnant.

(Sansa smirks then swings her hair back, exposing her breasts)

Sansa: Do you like what you see...my lord?

Tyrion: (Chuckles) I do very much indeed, Lady Stark.

(Tyrion kisses Sansa's hand)

Tyrion: (Quietly) My strong, beautiful Sansa.

(Tyrion places his hand onto Sansa's belly)

Tyrion: My brave wolf carrying our pup.

(Sansa tilts up Tyrion's chin)

Sansa: It could be a cub. A lion.

(Tyrion shakes his head)

Tyrion: No, my love.

(Tyrion glides his hand over Sansa's belly)

Tyrion: This child shall be a little wolf.

(Sansa strokes Tyrion's hair)

Sansa: And what makes you so sure?

(Tyrion kisses Sansa's belly)

Tyrion: Because I can already tell they're going to be fearless.

(Sansa smiles warmly at Tyrion against her belly then she gently moves him away then leans over slightly then touches Tyrion's cheek)

Sansa: I need to get dressed.

(Sansa goes over to the dress screen)

Tyrion: Sansa...that dress can wait, don't you think?

(Sansa turns to Tyrion)

Sansa: (Chuckles) Tyrion, you're not suggesting, right now.

Tyrion: Nobody will miss us.

(Sansa leans back against the wall, smirking)

Sansa: I'm not going to lie and say I haven't been desiring you.

(Tyrion undoes his belt)

Tyrion: Tell me more about that.

Sansa: But Tyrion...I'm pregnant.

Tyrion: And you know that I am gentle.

Sansa: I...I do. But...

(Tyrion moves over to Sansa)

Tyrion: But...?

Sansa: I...I really don't have any other excuse.

Tyrion: Do you want me to wait outside till you come up with another?

(Tyrion kisses Sansa's belly)

Tyrion: (Softly) Or rather...I do this?

(Tyrion continues brushing his lips over Sansa's belly then moves his hand up her leg then grips it causing Sansa to let out a moan then close her eyes)

Sansa: (Moaning) Do this. Continue doing this.

(Tyrion kisses Sansa's belly then he lowers down to her vagina then places his mouth against it causing Sansa to moan loudly then grip Tyrion's hair)

Sansa: Further in. Further in.

(Tyrion spreads Sansa's legs apart then pushes his mouth further into Sansa's clit while her moans rise in volume)

Sansa: (Panting) To...to the bed. To the bed.

(Sansa throws herself on the end of the bed then Tyrion climbs onto the stool then Sansa watches as he undoes his britches then he moves closer then pushes his penis against her vagina then she moans loudly)

Sansa: Much better! Keep...keep at it.

Tyrion: I could never stop fucking you, my wolf.

(Tyrion begins thrusting against Sansa while she moans and moans loudly, practically yelling)

END OF SNIPPET 1

Jaime: Papa! Papa!

(Jaime toddles over to Tyrion then hugs him tight)

Jaime: Papa! Papa!

Tyrion: What are you doing wondering here by yourself? Where's your mother?

Jaime: Mommy told me get Papa.

Tyrion: (Concerned) Where is she?

(Jaime grabs Tyrion's hand then they both quickly go down the hall and over to the entryway to the bedchamber then look over at Sansa doubling over, gripping the edge of the bed, moaning and grinding her teeth down)

Jaime: (Panicked) Mommy? Mommy!

Tyrion: (Panicked) Sansa!

(Tyrion begins to move towards Sansa then Sansa turns over to the two then quickly shakes her head)

Sansa: (Painfully) Tyrion! Don't let him see me!

(Tyrion hurries back over to Jaime who's now crying then picks him up then holds him close)

Tyrion: (Softly, nervously) It's alright. Mommy's not well now, sweetling.

(Tyrion puts Jaime down then grabs onto his hand)

Tyrion: Papa is going to take you to your room.

(Jaime looks over at Sansa)

Jaime: (Sniffling) Want Mommy.

Sansa: Go (groans) with Papa, little pup.

(Tyrion leads Jaime out of the room while Sansa continues groaning, her legs close to giving in)

END OF SNIPPET 2

Sansa: You're happy we're to have this little one soon.

Tyrion: Happier than an expectant father could be.

(Tyrion kisses Sansa)

Tyrion: I can't help it if I've become attached over the past months.

Sansa: I'm a week overdue.

(Tyrion kisses Sansa's forehead)

Tyrion: (Quietly) Be patient.

(Sansa nods then Tyrion leans in near her belly, rubbing it gently)

Tyrion: (To Sansa's belly) Do you hear Papa, sweetling? Your Mother is getting very anxious to meet you...as am I. You're beginning to make your Mother exhausted.

(Sansa strokes Tyrion's hair)

Sansa: They may want to be inside forever if you say that.

END OF SNIPPET 3

Sansa: (Giggles) Where is my noble prince?

(Tyrion watches with a sad smile while Sansa continues playing hide and seek with Jaime who's hiding behind the bed)

Sansa: (Playfully) Wolves are sometimes known to eat their young.

(Sansa looks over on the other side of the bed then sees Jaime then grabs him causing him to squeal happily then she places him onto her lap then tickles him)

Sansa: (Playful growl) I'm going to carry you inside my den and finish you off, I am.

(Sansa continues tickling Jaime then looks up then notices Tyrion)

Sansa: Look who's back from the council.

(Jaime looks over at Tyrion)

Jaime: (Giggling) Papa! Papa!

(Jaime toddles over to Tyrion then Tyrion picks him up then kisses the top of his head)

Tyrion: (Chuckles) Hello to you, pup.

Jaime: Mommy play hide and seek and swords with me!

Tyrion: Did she? (Kisses Jaime's cheek) you want to go inside your room while I talk to Mommy for a minute?

Jaime: Papa play?

Tyrion: Papa and Mommy join you later. It won't be long.

(Jaime nods then Tyrion puts him down then gently nudges him ahead over to the door)

Tyrion: Go. Go play. Be careful.

(Jaime leaves the room then Tyrion goes over to Sansa then she leans over and kisses Tyrion then Tyrion kisses her hand then they both hear the sound of cooing coming from the cradle over by the bed then Tyrion goes over to the cradle then sees Arya lying inside of it smiling and gurgling)

Tyrion: (Softly) Papa's lioness.

(Tyrion makes cooing noises at Arya then gives her the rattle beside her then gently grabs onto her hand then Sansa kneels down then rests her head against Tyrion's shoulder)

Sansa: I will not look forward to the day when she's no longer inside of that cradle.

Tyrion: It's a long time for that.

(Sansa and Tyrion kiss then Sansa touches Tyrion's cheek)

Sansa: What did the council have to discuss?

(Tyrion looks down at Arya now sleeping in the cradle then gently rocks it)

Tyrion: (Quietly) They now feel it's time to introduce our children to their kingdom.

Sansa: But we hadn't agreed upon that till they were older.

Tyrion: They know about Arya.

Sansa: About her...?

(Tyrion looks over at Sansa then nods)

Tyrion: Yes.

Sansa: (Angrily) They only want to display her?! Is that their intent?! And you agreed to it?!

Tyrion: (Angrily) You think I didn't fight back?!

(Tears roll down Sansa's face then Tyrion touches her cheek then brushes her tears away)

Tyrion: (Softly) They'd force us into it. We have no choice.

(They both look down at the sleeping Arya)

Tyrion: We need to let the kingdom see her.

(Sansa nods then Tyrion presses their foreheads together)

END OF SNIPPET 4