randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

Hannibal shifted a hand to grip the back of her head to tilt her head up to look into his eyes. "If you are intent on teasing me with what I must wait for. Then you should send a raven to your grandmother to hasten the preparations for the wedding." He said with a slight rumble in his voice. One hand shifted to rest on her hip.

Margaery smirked at the reaction she got from him. "My grandmother will honor her word, my Lord. The wedding will be ready upon our arrival if that is what she agreed to. But, if you would prefer I return to my own bed and cease with my teasing, I am of course obligated to do so."

Margaery did make it a point to arch her hips against his body, letting him feel her wet folds against his thigh.

Hannibal looked deep into her eyes for a moment. That teasing rub was what prompted action from him. He pulled her face close to his slowly as his free hand shifted to one of her full breasts. He gave it a nice, slow squeeze. "Only if you consent to trust that I will keep your maiden hood intact until our wedding night." He said lowly. He knew how to give a woman pleasure without penetrating. He had read many books.

Margaery yelped in surprise when he pulled her face up. As he began squeezing and caressing over her breast, Margaery moaned softly. No one had ever wanted her this way. Renly had never looked upon her in lust, Joffrey had looked upon her in admiration but never with true desire. Margaery had ached for so long, wanting the touch of a man, deep inside.

Did she trust him with that? With her maidenhead that she had guarded so fiercely, excepted when offered to Renly. Margaery nodded slowly, apprehensively.

"Yes, I trust you," she nodded again. It was only then that her hand moved beneath the covers, down his abdomen and to his semi-hard manhood and gave it a generous squeeze. It was far harder than Renly has ever managed for her.

Hannibal saw the hesitation and was very aware of how much she was trusting him when she agreed. He rumbled lowly as she touched over his cock. He felt himself beginning to harden steadily. "Have you ever handled a fullyberect cock?" He asked curiously. It was in no way a critique of what she was doing.

Both of his hands shifted to move over her breasts. He was gently massaging the soft mounds to pull a few more moans from her as well as encouraging her to straddle him.

Margaery blushed at his question and continued stroking his cock up and down, over and over. She paused on occasion to rub her thumb over his tip. "I have not, no."

She refused to become sheepish. Margaery had read books as well, and continued to stroke his cock, moving slightly lower to tease her fingertips over his balls.

As he worked over her breasts, Margaery moaned aloud, arching her back and pushing her breasts more into his touch. She did indeed move to straddle him, keeping her hand between them and rubbing over his cock. Never pausing her movements.

Hannibal enjoyed hearing her moan. His hands continued to move over her breasts. He felt her settle her weight stop him and he smirked a bit up at her. "We should ride horses more often." He said. He suspected that she was not accosted to keeping her thighs parted so wide other than when riding a horse.

His cock would continue to harden in her hand. It would seem to grow in length and girth within her hand. Her thumb would find itself wet rapidly. His thumbs moved to roll over her nipples slowly and methodically. His lips drifted up the side of her neck slowly to nibble on her ear. "Tell me truthfully. Have you ever touched yourself?" He rumbled lowly into her ear.

It was quite clear that she was a passionate woman. He was curious if she had ever had stray thoughts that turned into less than proper actions.

Margaery smiled and brought her lips to brush over his as she whispered. "Mmm, perhaps there's another steed I should be riding," she countered. Her thighs were beginning to ache already, but she didn't show it. Margaery rubbed her hips in a slow rhythm.

She felt the wetness at his tip, and she knew what it was and that it meant she was doing well. Margaery shifted her wrist to rub her palm along the underside of his cock. She continued to squeeze and touch over his length and marveled at how it swelled in size. Margaery feared for their wedding night - he might split her in half!

She blushed at his question and smiled sheepishly. "What a question," she chuckled. "I have, yes of course." There were nights where she'd gone to Renly, hoping for attention only to be left unsatisfied- so she'd had to do it herself.

Knowing she was still a maid meant that Hannibal would take his time when the time came. He would prepare her as much as possible to prevent breaking her in half. However, he looked forward to shaping her maiden hood with his cock.

He was soon fully erect from her attention. He tsked softly in pity at her answer. He assumed the touching occurred when she was ignored by her first husband. "You will never have a need to touch yourself past tonight." He promised her sincerely.

His lips found her collar bone as he kissed along the smooth skin and down to her fine breasts. He wanted to feel how wet she would grow simply with him giving her breasts proper attention from a man.

Margaery continued her stroking, suddenly enamored and fascinated by how big his fully erect cock was. She arched her body and continued the rhythmic rubbing of her hips, arching her body against his.

She gasped as he kissed down her neck and collarbone to her breasts. Margaery arched her body back to give him more space. She looked down, watching his mouth and tongue move over her breasts. She began to breathe heavier, wanting more already. It would be difficult not to give in completely to him.

Hannibal shifted his hands down to her hips. He slid her forward and used her ass to slide high cock between her ass cheeks. However, he did not press into her at. He simply wanted her to feel his true size a bit better.

He continued to kiss over her breasts before his hands became a bit more eager and touched over them a bit rougher.

Margaery gasped as he moved his cock between her legs and between her ass cheeks. He felt so much bigger this way. She could never have imagined this herself.

Margaery moaned softly at the feeling. Oh, yes, this would be difficult to keep him from entering her, and completely filling her up. Her back arched and both hands came up, pushing through his hair as he kissed over her breasts. Margaery continued the rhythm of her hips, rubbing her wet folds over his cock to make it slick.

Hannibal was terribly tempted. However, he knew that it needed to be very plain that she was a maid on their wedding night. He needed her to be seen as pure in that regard if he was to sit the iron throne without an easy target for enemies within King's Landing.

His hands shifted to slip between his body and her thighs. He then shifted her up so that she was now straddling his neck. He turned his head to kiss and lightly graze the soft skin there with his teeth teasingly. He looked up at her. "You won't harm me. Enjoy a taste of the pleasure I alone can give you." He said.

His hands were wrapped around her hips to reach up and gently squeeze her breasts. His height allowed him to have the reach he wanted.

He adjusted himself a bit to place a trail of kisses along her wet folds before his tongue came out to run along the slit of her folds slowly.

Margaery gasped when he moved her so suddenly. She knew how to please a man with her mouth, but she'd never given any thought to how a mouth could be used to please a woman.

She began to reply to his words, but then Hannibal began licking and nibbling over her folds. Margaery cried out and brought a hand over her mouth to silence herself. The other hand pushed through his hair and gripped at his hair to keep him between her thighs, not that she needed to. Her hips began to rock in rhythm with the movements of his tongue and mouth. Pleasure sparked through her core and made her body tightend.

"Gods, yes...Hannibal!" She whimpered, rolling her body and arching her back as his hands squeezed her breasts while his mouth tended her folds.

Hannibal's eyes were dancing with delight at the fact that he had rendered her speechless for the moment. That was quite the feat from his future bride. He continued to throughly tend those wet folds of hers. His tongue moved to the point between her folds where they met. There was a sensitive spot there and he focused upon it to draw it out of hiding and suckle upon it.

His fingers began to roll her nipples gently between them to stimulate her even more. He wondered how long his sweet flower would be able to hold back her sweet nectar.

Margaery brought both hands up and pushed through her hair, tugging at it as she was overwhelmed by pleasure. Her entire body felt tight and hot. So unbearably tight. Margaery cried out and made no attempt to muffle herself when Hannibal began to suckle at the top of her folds. It felt too good. Margaery moaned and arched her back.

She felt her body getting tighter and tighter. Tingling heat built inside her and made her squirm and roll her hips. "Don't...don't stop, don't stop," she begged. "So close, right there!"

One hand came down, tugging his hair slightly.

Hannibal chuckled into her folds from both her words and the tug to his hair. His hands have her nipples a light pinch. He looked forward to tasting her release soon. He was not concerned about her moans being heard. His men were guarding the base of the stairs and with the storm howling around them, he doubted anyone would hear her cries of passion.

Margaery gasped as she felt her core tightening. Simultaneously she felt the pinch of his fingers over her nipples and her tense core fluttered in arousal and suddenly burst. Margaery would have warned him, but she had never had a true orgasm before. She cried out and arched her body down into his mouth. Her back arched and she trembled and quaked atop him.

Hannibal felt her tightening above him and felt her reach her peak. He suckled on her folds to drink in her sweet flavor from her release. He licked her clean before kissing the top of her slit gently. He lifted her to set her back so that she was once again straddling his hips. He pulled her close to allow her some time to enjoy her orgasm. "It is better when someone else brings you to pleasure." He said lowly.

Margaery breathed heavily for a few minutes. Her body trembled for several minutes even after he moved her. She settled atop him and smiled as he spoke. "Yes...I would agree..." she moaned softly. Her body pressed into his and she kissed against his jaw.

Hannibal wrapped his arms around her to hold her tight against him. He could take his time in calming himself again and allow her to rest if that was what she needed. "I hope you enjoy this feeling My Lady. You will experience it every day with me, at least once." He promised her with a hint of a teasing tone in his voice.

Margaery smiled and chuckled at his promise. She kissed along his jaw and down along his chest. Her body slid down along his. "A lofty promise, my Lord," she chuckled as her lips and fingers slid down along his body.

He had paid her a kindness by giving her pleasure and maintaining her maidenhood. She intended to prove that she was no novice in the bedroom despite being a virgin.

Hannibal watched as she began to shift lower on his body. He allowed her to shift, curious as to what she would do. "Perhaps for other men that is a lofty promise." He said as he noted her recovery time.

Margaery continued to slide down, slipping beneath the blankets and kissing all the way down. When she found her face between his legs, Margaery smirked and dragged the flat side of her tongue up along the underside of his still hard cock. When she came to his tip, Margaery wrapped her full lips around it and flicked her tongue along the top of it, against the wet slit.

Hannibal did nothing to stop her as she went lower on his body. He rumbled lowly as her tongue ran along his hard, throbbing length. He said nothing, but one hand did drift into those dark curls to encourage her to continue.

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