It's freaky. Admit it. You like to believe you're the kind of person who's innocent and sweet. But have you seen yourself in the bedroom? You act as though you're a dragon who's been locked up in Meereen, just waiting to pounce out and start pounding.
It's frowned upon. What is it with you? You always manage to have sex with the kind of people (and in the kind of places) that you know your friends will give you sh*t over. But that's how you roll, it seems. You do it because it feels good, not because it makes other people happy.
It takes unexpected turns. Wow. Did you really expect you'd end up here, with him, under these conditions? No. Of course you didn't. No one could have. Your sex life is like a season finale cliffhanger. Jon Snow's got nothing on you.
It's experimentally gay. Whether you consider yourself gay or not, you've dabbled here and there — and you have no problem admitting it. Sex is sex in your eyes, and whether you're shacking up with a male or a female, it doesn't matter as long as you're enjoying yourself.
It's better with alcohol. Sex and drinking. What the hell is better than that? When you combine the two, you tend to lose some of your natural inhibitions, but that's kind of a good thing, right? You're braver in bed, and all you ever needed was some liquid luck.
It's cold. Try to imagine the Night's King having sex. Imagine that icicle of a penis. Remind you of something. When you get busy, it's like you and your partner went spelunking in an ice cave. It's cold, a little bitter and, every now and then, a little upsetting.
It's questionable. You're not sure if you're totally on board with the decisions you make, in the same way fans of "Game of Thrones" aren't totally sure if Daario is really as good as he claims to be. You like to follow your gut — but it's screwed with your head more than enough times in the past. There is such a thing as "too good to be true."
It's unexpected. Did you really ever expect you'd hook up with that guy last night? Well, you should, because that's kind of how you roll, whether it surprises you or not. You tend to think certain people are out of your league... until you end up in bed with them three hours later.
It's intense as f***. When you have sex (and whether your partner is on on this or not), you like it rough. The rougher, the better. You'd rather not play it safe, because safe is boring and boring sex is pointless sex. You on sex: "Bring it on."
It's secretive. Whether you're going behind someone's back or you don't want people to know who you're hooking up with, you tend to be hush-hush. Maybe you don't want people know who you're having sex with. That's fine. Neither did Renly.
It's full of spite. You've had more angry sex than you like to admit. Whenever you're feeling rage, you shack up with the person you're raging with and you both get it out of your systems. To hell with civility.
It's surprisingly romantic. Just when you think you've run out of charm in your life, it comes out of nowhere and surprises you. You think romance is dead, and then — voila! People have hearts after all.
It's a bit inappropriate. OK, so it's not Tommen and Margaery inappropriate, but it's close. You do things that you'd likely never admit outside of the bedroom, and when you're in the moment, you are totally lost in this other person. Don't worry. You can feel guilty later.
It's uncomfortably weird. You want to be the kind of person who makes love in the same way singers describe sex in their songs. But that's not you, no matter how hard you try. Though it's hardly incestuous like Jaime and Cersei, it's still weird to watch.
It's hot AF. If your sex life was an adult film, it would make so much sense. You're not sure what comes over you or how you manage to hook up with people who match that level of intensity, but your passion in the bedroom is unparalleled.
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