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[For Hannibal] Cloak and Dagger

Daenerys Targaryen sat on the balcony of her villa, basking in the morning sun's warmth with her body bare, wrapped only in a loose white piece of fabric. Really it wasn't much of a cover, it was just a thin piece of cloth that wrapped from behind her, between her breasts and barely resting over her thighs to cover her womanhood.

She was glancing over letters and reports from Egypt. The Pharaoh - a female Pharaoh, at that - had completely submitted to Rome, thus expanding the empire's reach even further still. This wasn't good news.

Daenerys needed a weakened Rome. She needed Caesar's popularity to dwindle. Daenerys turned another page and found a letter reporting from the Germanic countries. The men conquered there had been forced to join the Roman military. Therein she found a weakness, and that made her smile.

She wanted nothing more than to overthrow Caesar and send Rome into chaos. Her family had been royalty; she wanted to reclaim that power and respect that her family had once commanded. The Targaryen name would be feared again, if Daenerys had anything to say about it.

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Hannibal had been free for a few months now. He had been quietly recruiting men for a personal guard unit as a ruse to build a private army. He also trained those men in battle along with the freed gladiators who served the young woman willingly.

He had also heard the reports of the germanic soldiers forced into the military. He had plans to speak with the germanic commanders once they were in Rome, secretly of course. If they were too bold about this the legions could be sent upon them.

Walking through the villa, Hannibal found her on the balcony wearing just enough fabric to cover her female parts. He approached and slid a hand down her shoulder and under the fabric to grope one of those breasts as he leaned in to rumble in her ear. "If you continue to taunt me like this, one day I will take you on this balcony for all of Rome to see."

Daenerys gave a soft little sound of contentment as she felt Hannibal's hand touch over her breast. She reached up, running her fingers along his arm and tilting her head up to look at him.

"If I allowed you," Daenerys pointed out. "Besides, you say that as though it was not my plan all along."

There was a mischievous lilt to her voice as she spoke. She glanced at her papers again, then she looked up again. "Any new developments for you?"

Hannibal rumbled lowly as his teeth grazed over her ear and he gave a nipple a firm squeeze. "You can't resist what your body desires for too long." He rumbled.

He noted how her voice lilted and smirked himself. "Yes, your personal guard is up to 200 hundred men and my personal guard is up to 400 men. Your household fighting force consists of 150 strong fighters. All of their training is coming along quite well and they will be a solid core of fighters in a months time." He reported as his lips moved to kiss and nip over her neck.

"I have spoken to my spies in the centurions. They will meet with the germanic commanders once they come to Rome and set up a secret meeting. I intended to go, but thought you might enjoy attending as well." He rumbled lowly.

Daenerys chuckled but sighed out as he teased her nipple. He knew precisely what she liked so that made it so much harder to resist him. But again her violet eyes flashed up at him. "But that's part of the fun - resisting, seeing how long you can wait before the flood gates burst."

She wasn't all too thrilled that his personal guard exceeded her own, but she already had at her disposal a rather large number of soldiers. Daenerys had seen their training regimen personally, so she knew they were excellent fighters. She would need to see just how these new men were being trained so that she could make adjustments to their regimen where she felt they were necessary.

But it was hard to focus on such things with his lips teasing over her neck that way.

"I would indeed enjoy attending, in fact I insist upon it," she moaned softly, tilting her head back to offer up more of her skin.

Hannibal rumbled at her sigh as his hand continued to tease that nipple. "How long I can wait? My little tempest, you forget how short your patience is once you have been stirred up." He rumbled lowly.

He knew she didn't like that he had more personal guards. However, he was more popular and seen as a stronger man to work for than the woman who was considered to be a snob. He also knew that she had her own private army stationed just outside of the city. As his personal guard grew, he would send them to train with her army as he built his own forces.

His lips would continue their teasing. It was far easier to deal with her when her body was distracting her with pleasurable sensations. "I would like to send some of my commanders out to live and train with your army outside of the city. It would be easier to recruit those who were dishonorably discharged by Ceasar and those forced into his military if there is a larger army to join that is unified in it's discipline." He suggested.

He was unsurprised by her insistence of being at the meeting. "Very well. I will be sure the meeting is secret. We don't need these scheming Romans to know that we are speaking with them."

Daenerys hummed softly, feeling her arousal spark at his choice of words. It called to mind the image of his cock stirring their fluids together, which aroused her. But she saw those particular words as a challenge, which she was only too eager to meet.

"So it's a challenge, is it? I see..." Daenerys reached up and gently brushed his hand away from her breast. She stood up slowly and let the thin cloth fall to the floor, leaving her completely bare as she leaned over the balcony, glancing to him over her shoulder, as if daring him.

Which she was.

She looked to her view of the city below, no one could really see her body from where she was seeing but still - it was on the scandalous side to be so bare in such an open space. Daenerys considered Hannibal's proposal.

"So it would be your commanders and my Unsullied army - but whose subordinate would be in charge? Your commanders or mine? My warriors would not take kindly to taking orders from someone other than a representative of me whom they trust." But she wasn't against the idea.

Daenerys nodded though at the mention of the meeting. "Yes, better the Romans know nothing until it's too late."

Hannibal allowed her to push his hand away and his eyes went dark with desire as he watched her bare herself and move to the edge of the balcony. He saw her challenge and felt himself quickly harden at the opportunity.

However, there were important points in their conversation that needed to be discussed before he took her breath away with his cock. He walked towards her slowly as he spoke. My commanders would be in charge of those I send to join their ranks and your Unsullied will remain in command of their own ranks. I see them working together as allies with neither being the subordinate of the other. My commanders are fierce and would balk at being put under the orders of your fierce Unsullied. As you have pointed out, your Unsullied would not be willing to take orders from my commanders. They could learn techniques from each other as they wish, is this a satisfactory compromise to you?"

He moved the fabric covering his cock off to the side and slid his hard length over her slit teasingly. He pressed the head to her entrance, and pressed far enough so that just the tip was within her. He leaned over her to nip at her shoulder playfully as his lips dragged up the side of her neck to nibble on her ear. "Yes, they must be in the dark until they are doomed." He rumbled.

He was going to wait with just the tip within her, the tightness felt wonderful and he was determined to rile her up enough to push back and slip his whole length within her.

Daenerys wasn't about to let him get away with that little move. She leaned over the balcony railing a bit more to force him to slip out, then turned to face him, leaning her back against the rail.

"I'd say that was rather impatient of you, wasn't it?" she teased.

Even if it did feel so good to have him inside her even just that little bit. Daenerys could wait. But that didn't mean she was just going to stay nude before him. Her fingers reached forward, brushing over his cock that he had so helpfully exposed for her. As her fingers ran up and down along his shaft, she just smiled and repeated his words back to him.

"In the dark - until they are doomed."

She considered his point about their combined armies. Daenerys nodded after a moments' consideration. "If there are disputes between our forces, we will handle them ourselves, yes?" she pointed out.

Hannibal was slightly surprised by her reaction and he just smirked as he thrust his cock up into her grip. "I saw an open target and could not resist a shot." He teased her back.

That smile as she repeated his words pulled a rumbling growl of approval.

Her comment about their forces caused him to nod in agreement. "Correct. I will also instruct my commanders to treat yours with respect and to think of them as brothers. Any mistreatment by my men will be dealt with severely by myself personally." He promised her. He had given his word to her as an ally and he would be sure any army he built would have the same understanding of this alliance as he did.

Daenerys smirked, sliding her fingers down when she came to his base to cup and gently squeeze over his balls. She was determined that she would not lose this challenge.

But she listened to his response to her question and nodded in satisfaction. "Very well - I shall do the same for my commanders. I doubt we'll have any issues, but I prefer to be prepared."

Daenerys was glad to have their business discussion concluded - now she could focus on their challenge and teasing Hannibal into lustful madness.

Hannibal growled when her fingers began to squeeze on his balls. A slow smirk crossed his face as she confirmed that their business was now concluded.

His hands moved up to openly and roughly grope her breasts and tease over her nipples. He was equally as determined to stir her up so that she demanded his cock within her. He leaned in to brush his lips over hers teasingly before nipping at her soft lips.

Daenerys allowed him to fondle and squeeze her breasts - just because she so loved the sensation. Her fingers in turn continued to alternate between light brushes and soft squeezes of his balls. When he nipped at her lips she pulled back a bit, brushing her lips along his neck and bringing her fingers up to his shaft. She gave it a sharp squeeze right as she bit down along his pulse.

Hannibal rumbled as she relaxed into his grip and he fondled her breasts. His cock was throbbing and twitching in her grasp as she continued to work on his balls.

When her hand moved to his shaft and she bit at his neck he rumbled lowly. She was definitely pressing the right buttons to push him into reacting first. He reached one hand down between her legs. His fingers found her clit and he began to tease and pinch it to work her up in turn as well.

Daenerys rolled her hips into his touch when his fingers slid to her clit. She wanted more. But she didn't want to lose their little challenge either. Her fingers came up to his tip and circled her thumb around his slit. Daenerys bit down a bit harder, tasting the metallic blood beneath his skin. He tasted just so good.

Her tongue slid along the mark she'd left on his neck. Then she suckled gently at the mark, drawing forth a bruise. Daenerys continued to rock against his touch, forward and back.

Hannibal growled when she bit down harder into his neck. He felt the blood drain away from where her mouth was. His teeth moved to ear where he nibbled on the skin there. "If you continue to leave marks I will return them." He rumbled as he continued to pinch and squeeze her clit to stir her up.

Daenerys moaned against the taste of his blood and the rubbing of his fingers. She leaned back a little and her eyes flashed up at him. "You're more than welcome to it - provided you do so only where I have given you permission."

Hannibal saw that flash and pressed into her more firmly as he gave her clit a firmer linch and he slipped two fingers into her womanhood. He curled those fingers to strike that spot within her that would make her knees weak. "One day I will mark you as publicly as you mark me my little tempest." He warned as his teeth teased over the skin of her neck. He would not mark her today, but he wanted her aware that he would indeed leave a very visible mark on her.

The push of his fingers inside of her made Daenerys gasp softly. As he spoke, pushing the thought into her of his teeth pinching against her neck made Daenerys wetter for him. Her hips ground against the touch of his fingers. "One day...one day when we rule over all of Rome." She gave his cock a squeeze, sliding her fingers faster and faster up and down along his shaft. Wanting more than anything to drive him mad enough to take her on this balcony. She wasn't about to lose this little game.

Hannibal growled lowly as he bit down on the side of her neck. However, he did not bite hard enough to leave a mark...yet. "All of Rome." He rumbled in agreement.

He moved his fingers more rapidly within her to put her on the brink of an orgasm. He then pulled his hand from between her legs and brought that hand to his lips. He licked his fingers off slowly as he leaned in. His lips brushed over hers before he used every ounce of restraint in his body to take a step away from her. He knew her body well now and he knew what brought her pleasure. If his plan worked, she would be so close to the brink that desire to go over into pleasure would be stronger than winning her little challenge.

Daenerys moaned and tipped her head back at a sharp angle as he continued to finger her so roughly. Bringing her right to the edge of her climax. She eagerly met his kiss, parting her lips to deepen it.

But then he stepped back.

Oh, she didn't like that, not one bit. She could faintly taste her own fluids on her lips from his kiss. Two fingers came up, brushing over her lips and into her mouth. Her tongue slid around them, wetting them. When she pulled them from her lips she licked over them to tease him further.

"Well, if you won't finish what you started...I will," with that said, Daenerys slipped her fingers inside herself, starting slow, just to keep from bringing herself pain, but picked up the pace hard and fast to bring her back on the cusp of her orgasm.

Hannibal saw her reaction and felt himself grow harder as he watched her begin to touch herself and work herself towards her own peak. She was very smart and he found himself growing more fond of her when she matched his wits so quickly.

He stepped forward and pumped his own cock firmly and quickly as he pressed himself up against her. He cupped the back of her head and pulled her close so that his lips brushed over hers. "But you won't feel satisfied until you are filled with something more substantial than your own fingers." He rumbled lowly as some liquid leaked out of his cock and was smeared over both of their stomachs.

Daenerys moaned louder as he stepped up to her. The feeling of his cock rubbing over her, his fluid leaking over her body made her burn in lust. Even if her body was on fire and ready to burst - even if he was right and only his cock could satisfy her, she would not break.

She reached forward, pushing his hand away from his cock so that she could take it herself. Daenerys matched his pace, pumping her hand up and down over it.

"Nor will you be fully satisfied without having something tight...wet...and hot wrapped around this thick cock of yours," she countered. "With that in mind...you know what to do, don't you?"

Hannibal rumbled lowly as he felt her strong reaction to him stepping forward. He felt her so close to breaking, but she was strong. He rested both hands on either side of her on the railing as he leaned in closer. He nipped at her lips as he rocked into her hand.

"Your hand is hot, wet, and fairly tight. However, if you desire for my thick cock to fulfill your desire then why don't you place it where you desire." He rumbled lowly. He was not going to break either. He would consider this a draw regardless of her response.

"So stubborn, my conqueror," Daenerys shook her head, laughing softly as her fingers drummed playfully over his cock.

But very well - if it was a draw, it was a draw. It would be on her terms.

Daenerys leaned in and kissed him hard. "Lift me," she commanded softly. "Up onto the railing."

Hannibal rumbled his approval of her words. His tongue moved to return that deep kiss as he pressed into her more fully. He gave a count of ten before lifting her onto the railing.

He nipped up to her ear and rumbled in his own commanding voice. "Place me where you desire me most my tempest." He rumbled lowly into her ear.

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