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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 growled as he felt the bite of her nails. He thrust forward to fill her fully with his cock before grinding into her to give her a moment to adjust. Once she had, he leaned back from her breasts to look deeply into her eyes before he began to fuck her hard, deep, and slow. His mouth moved in to kiss over her shoulder and up to her ear. He nipped and nibbled at her ear.

Daenerys used the momentum of his thrust to jump up a bit and wrap her legs around his waist. Letting him in deeper. Her arms tightened around him and as he kissed and nipped at her ear she moaned aloud, tipping her head back to offer him more skin.

"Bite my neck...mark me," she whispered. She knew he'd wanted to; and she wanted to feel the pressure of his teeth against her skin just as badly.

Hannibal growled at how much deeper he could get when she wrapped her legs around him like this. Her words sent bolts of pleasure racing through him as his cock slammed into her a little harder and faster after hearing her permission. "As my queen commands." He rumbled lowly in her ear before his lips began to drift down her neck. His lips brushed over the skin before he licked over the soft, pale skin. He was going to leave a series of little marks over her neck, but the prominent mark he would leave when they both reached their climax.

Daenerys moaned and whined when he nipped over her skin. She was so anxious to feel him mark her, it disappointed her when he didn't do it immediately. But it was hard to be disappointed for long given how hard and deep he was fucking her. She kept her core tight, clung to his length as he slammed into her over and over again. "All for you, my king."

Hannibal growled as he felt himself approaching his release. He sped his hard, deep thrusts as his twitching cock began to throb as well. His teeth were focused on her neck and he bit down hard and left a large, dark mark that would be visible for days on her neck as he buried himself deep into her and released his seed deep into her body.

Daenerys moaned and arched her body. The thrust of his cock deep inside her made her core tighten and tremble around his cock. When he bit down on her neck so hard and so suddenly, she cried out for him. As she felt her blood trickle from the bite, as he buried himself inside her and filled her up with his seed she felt her body trembling, quaking as she came. Tingling heat rushed through her, down to the tips of her fingers, traveling through her very blood. Daenerys cried out for him, loud and long as she trembled and recovered from her ebbing orgasm.

Hannibal rumbled when he felt her reach her release and he tasted her blood on his lips and tongue. He pulled back from her neck slowly to lick over the dark mark before moving up to her ear to rumble lowly. "Shall we retire to our villa my queen?" He rumbled into her ear.

Daenerys pushed her fingers through his hair and tipped her head down and claimed his mouth in a demanding kiss. "Yes - carry me off in your arms." She moaned, dragging her nails over his shoulders. She wanted to see the looks on the senators' faces when they saw Hannibal brazenly carrying off his newlywed naked bride.

Hannibal rumbled at her words as a slow smirk crossed his face. He would be more than happy to do that. He slipped out of her and put her across his arms so that her feet hung off one side of his body and her head the other. He held her so that the mark on her neck would be easily visible.

His cock was still hard and they were both completely naked. With pride in his eyes, he carried her out of the chamber and past the gawking crowd towards their villa. There were a few shocked looks, but most were jealousy, anger, or rage at the prize he carried in his arms. His hard cock was glistening with their combined fluids and with the sweat on both of their bodies it was quite obvious that they had consummated their marriage before Bachuus.

Hannibal carried her all the way to their bed which had been made with fresh linens for their wedding night. He laid her down carefully before kissing her deeply and slowly moving to lie on top of her.

Daenerys threw her arms around his neck when he lifted her in his arms. She couldn't help throwing her head back and laughing almost triumphantly as he carried her. The senators stared, jaws agape and shocked, absolutely green with envy as Hannibal carried off his new bride. Daenerys made sure to make eye contact with a few of them, grinning madly and giving sighs of lust with every other step he took.

When he lied her down against the bed, Daenerys ran her fingers through his hair. She returned the passion of his kiss, moaning softly as her body arched up into him.

Hannibal felt her reaction to him being over her and hummed into the kiss. One hand moved up slowly to begin working over one of her breasts more gently as the other moved to find her hand and lace their fingers together.

He pulled back from the kiss slowly to kiss along her jaw as he lined his hard cock up with her entrance again. He eased the tip within her as he nipped and kissed at her ear. "Tonight I will plant a strong child within you my queen." He rumbled lowly as he set a gentler pace than normal of fucking her.

Daenerys wrapped her legs around him as he lay atop her. Her chest arched into his touch when he massaged her breast. The fingers wrapped around his and gave him a squeeze when he set that gentle pace.

"Yes...a strong child, the vision of us both," she moaned softly, leaning up to kiss him as he slipped steadily in and out.

Hannibal rumbled lowly as she arched up into him and seemed to enjoy his gentler pace. He returned the kiss as he rolled his hips and continued to pump into her at a slow and steady pace. He intended to fill her with his seed for the entire evening to plant a child within her.

It was a different pace than they usually went. That's what appealed to her. The prospect of being a mother, of having sons, had always appealed to her. Sons were always drawn to their mothers, so her son would have Hannibal's strength but she'd be certain that he learned to master both her wit and Hannibal's as well.

Hannibal was quite confident that she would bear him sons. They were both strong and he was confident that he would plant nothing but sons within her. He continued to fill her steadily as he moved to kiss and leave marks on the side of her neck.

After a few minutes, he buried himself deep within her before releasing his thick seed within her.

Daenerys moaned and arched her hips, rocking them in that steady rhythm with his thrusts. Daenerys had been married before, had carried a child before, nut due to witchcraft and strange circumstances, she had lost the baby - something she thought Hannibal should likely know. But not just yet. Not right now. Not as he was burying himself to the hilt inside her. She knew that she would be able to carry his child. His son would be stronger. As he erupted inside her, filling her again with his seed, Daenerys felt her own walls quake around him, carnal pleasure erupting through her and spreading that tingling heat throughout her body.

This release was far stronger than the one in the temple had been. And his cock was beginning to soften after this release. He felt her walls quake about him as she also reached a peak.

He pulled out of her slowly, but remained atop her as he nuzzled into her neck. It would not be long before he would be ready to fill her again, but he did need a few moments to recover.

Daenerys reached up to run her fingers through his hair. Her violet eyes glanced up to meet his gaze. "We must speak on something - we will have sons. Strong sons, this I know," she began. "...unlike my first husband, unlike the first child I carried."

Hannibal looked deep into her eyes and listened as she spoke. He did not seem surprised or disturbed by her words. He gently cupped her cheek and kissed her lips softly. "What a blessing of the gods then to have our paths cross. I look forward to seeing your face light with joy after you bear strong sons from me my queen." He said with a tenderness he had not used before.

Daenerys was actually rather shocked at his response. The soft kiss, and how softly he held her...it was indeed different. She smiled and held him closer, pressing her forehead against his. "Yes...the sons we make together will be strong enough to survive. I know it!"

Hannibal held her close as he kissed her forehead gently. "Yes, our sons will be strong." He agreed as he ran his hands over her sides before kissing along the side of her neck.

Daenerys tipped her head back to offer more of her neck to him. "And we will have an empire to give them. For them to learn and govern when they are old enough." Daenerys moaned out loud.

Hannibal continued to kiss along her neck when he heard her words. "Yes, an empire ruled with truth and justice where slavery will become illegal." He said lowly as his hands began to move back up towards her breasts and his cock slowly began to harden again.

Daenerys had always spoken out against slavery. He knew that. "Shall that be the first thing to go? Shall we burn down the arenas and break all the chains of slavery in the realm?" Her fingers worked down between them, sliding along his abdomen and found his cock. She gave it a squeeze, rubbing her fingers up and down along his length.

Hannibal rumbled lowly as he nodded his head in agreement. "Yes, slaves shall be freed first. Those guilty of crimes will either be thrown into a prison or killed according to their crime. Prisoners will he released after a time, but won't be forced to fight each other to the death." He said. Hannibal had never like slavery, it was demeaning to those who were forced into it and dangerous to those in power if those slaves were to ever band together and revolt.

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