[For Hannibal] Cloak and Dagger

[motheroftitles]

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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[notavegetarian]

Hannibal rumbled and growled as she scratched into his chest. With one final, deep thrust up into her he kept himself buried deep within her as his cock swelled and he filled her with his seed once again.

[motheroftitles]

Daenerys slammed her hips down sharply as he buried himself in all the way, deep inside her to his hilt. With the heat of his release shooting into her, Daenerys couldn't help crying out as she too came hard. The tingling heat he'd been stoking and stirring within her broke, sending pure pleasure rolling through her.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal rumbled lowly as he felt her release once again above him as well. He kept himself buried deep within her until she began to come back down from her release. He picked her up and off of his softening cock before pulling her down so that she was lying on her side next to him. He pressed a heated kiss to her lips before pulling back slowly.

[motheroftitles]

Daenerys let him pull her down and she rested beside him. It took a long moment for her to catch her breath, but she was more than able to return his kiss. Her arm draped over his chest as she cuddled up close to him, basking in the warmth of his body.