[For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

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Renly Baratheon was dead, leaving his claim to the throne empty and his wife Margaery Tyrell a widow. Roose Bolton, of course, could spy an opportunity a mile away. He sent a raven to Highgarden, to Lord Mace Tyrell. Roose proposed that his youngest son and only legitimate heir be married to Margaery. Mace agreed, rather quickly as well - likely out of fear for the Bolton name.

But of course, Olenna Tyrell wasn't about to let that agreement happen. At least not on any terms but her own. So the agreement was made, but a time for delivering her to Winterfell had not been determined, and Olenna was not about to agree to one.

Ramsay Snow, wanting to be useful to his father and acknowledged as a true Bolton, decided to take action on his own. He took a small band of Bolton men and rode to Highgarden - he knew Margaery was there, after her day-long marriage to the late King Joffrey had ended. He kidnapped the Tyrell heiress and rode back to Winterfell. When he arrived, he dragged Margaery in with no amount of mercy or delicacy. He found his half-brother and father in a sitting room going over charts and battle strategies. Margaery, clad in a light dress with a keyhole opening at the front showing her cleavage and wrapping around her lower back, showing off the curves of her back and the lean muscle beneath her skin. Her skin was cold and covered in goosebumps, her lips slightly dark and a light shade of blue. But all the fire and anger was in Margaery's eyes. She wrenched herself free of Ramsay's grip and pulled her lips back to bare her teeth.

"Unhand me, mongrel!" she hissed.

"Dear father, brother - see what I've brought? We'll not have the Tyrells welching on their agreement any longer," Ramsay grinned. "The flower is a little frosty, but only because she did not appreciate my generosity of allowing her to ride in the carriage."

"What I did not appreciate was a bastard snatching me from my ancestral home and dragging me with no proper clothes into the North," Margaery snapped.

She so badly wanted to shift towards the fire, but she was bound and determined to stand tall and tough. Ramsay obviously thought her weak, she would prove him wrong.

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[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled as he kissed her temple tenderly. "I have my own spies in certain areas my love. I suspect the young wolf simply desires her home back and a bit of revenge upon the Lannister's." He said.

His face turned more somber after a moment. "I promise you that if she becomes a liability Inwill ensure that your crown is safe my love."

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"You had better," she teased. Margaery let her fingers tug playfully at his doublet. "You promised me a crown, and after all, you didn't give me a wedding present. You owe me."

Margaery leaned into him and kissed him softly, but full of passion and desire. "I love you."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as he slid her atop his lap to straddle him. His hands were on her belly to rest gently there. "Are you certain I did not leave you a present on our wedding night my love? You have yet to refuse me and I have bedded you at least once a day for over a month." He said.

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Margaery was only too eager to settle atop his lap, straddling him and smiling down at him. "Mmmm, would a child truly be a present for me? I should think that is more so a present for your clan in continuing the Bolton name."

She leaned down and kissed him softly, lips parting over his lower lip and suckling softly.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled as his hands shifted around to the small of her back to hold her close. "It would indeed be an honor for you. You would get to experience the great joy in having a child that is equally yours. One that would rely on your strength and wot as much as mine." He said as he leaned in to kiss over the side of her neck.

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Margaery leaned into him and kissed him gently. She tipped her head back to let him kiss over her neck. "Mmmm...whereas my gift to you was totally and completely for you." She brought a hand up to tip his head up and look into his eyes. "You owe me something shiny." She teased.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked at that. "Moanna doesn't count?" He teased her as his hands shifted to give her ass a firm squeeze. He would indeed get her something shiny, and very special. he already had what he wanted in mind. It was a matter of finding the right smith to do it.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery dragged her finger over his lower lip, smiling down to him and chuckling softly at his words. "She was given to me before out wedding to acclimate me to Winterfell and make me agree to our wedding willingly."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled at her words. "Did it work?" He asked with a smirk on his face. His mouth moved over the column of her neck as he nipped and teased over the soft skin there. His hand continued to grip her ass firmly as he assisted her in rocking with the carriage and into his hard, but covered cock.

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Margaery moaned aloud and rolled her hips forward and back. It felt good, even through all the layers of her skirts and through his own clothes, she could feel how hard he was. She laughed at his question and kissed him hard. "I'm your wife, aren't I? My grandmother would not have taken such a liking to you if it hadn't."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal simply smirked at her. He continued to rock into her with his hard cock. He began to shift her skirts so that they were not in the way of her rocking just against his trousers and trapped cock. He slid a hand to tease over her folds and free his cock at the same time. He then slipped his cock deep within her right as they hit a nice little bump so that he slipped a touch deeper within her.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery gasped softly when she felt his fingers at her folds. She felt him moving to free his cock, and pouted when he did not afford her time to play with it. But her pout was short-lived as he so suddenly slammed into her. Margaery cried out and arched her body into his.

Smirking, she reached up and undid the ties of her corset to free her breasts for him to lick and tease as he liked. "You're insatiable," she laughed as she began to bounce up and down atop him.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled at that as he quite eagerly began to suckle on those full, luscious breasts of hers. "Mmmm, with the perfect woman by my side who is willing to both spread her legs and be seduced by me how could I not be?" He complemented.

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Margaery smirked and ran her fingers through his hair. At the back of his head she gave a sharp tug to pull him back from her breasts. "Any common whore can spread her legs and allow herself to be seduced. Don't forget that it is a queen that rides you now."

Margaery dropped down her hips harder to take him in deeper. When she bounced up, she held herself up for a long moment before dropping down hard again. She repeated this over and over, moaning and crying out as he hit her sweet, sensitive spot over and over again.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled at the tug to his hair. He smirked before kissing her deeply. "Indeed you are." He rumbled lowly. He growled at how good it felt to feel her bouncing up and down along his hard, throbbing length.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery moaned into the kiss, bringing both hands up to frame his face as she kissed him hard. All the while her hips never stopped as she dropped down hard upon him over and over again. Her core tightened and squeezed around his cock as she rode him. Ready to burst at any moment.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled lowly into the kiss when he felt how her walls were already tightly squeezing around his cock as if she were ready to burst. He grunted a bit before he rocked up deep within her as he spilled his seed from how incredibly tight she was in this moment.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery cried out as he rocked deeper and harder into her. She brought her hips down just once more before tingling heat burst through her. Margaery cried out and her hips bucked against his, pursuing every last second of pleasure as her orgasm washed over her. She kissed him hard once again and playfully bit his lower lip.

"I'm surprised you haven't filled me past capacity with your seed yet, love," every day for nearly a month. If she wasn't pregnant, something would have to be wrong with her.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled at the teasing bite to his lower lip. "Perhaps I will simply have to fill you more until we find exactly what that capacity is." He teased her as he rolled his hips up into her teasingly.

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Margaery smiled and nuzzled against him. She kissed him softly this time and pressed her hips down against his, harder, letting him sink in deeper. "I would not object, but this is hardly a place for that, don't you think? I do hope we will be home soon? I am anxious to christen our bed in the Dreadfort."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled as he heard a whistle from outside the carriage. He rolled his hips into her slowly. "We are about to cross into the North proper. From there it will be just a few hours longer. Shall we christen the boarder that we will wipe away once we take King's Landing?" He rumbled lowly.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smirked as she moved up, letting him slide out of her. She clutched her skirts and moved so that her back faced Hannibal, and again she sat straddling his lap and took him inside, reversing their previous position. "Mmm...an opportunity I can hardly refuse..." she looked over her shoulder and kissed the side of his mouth.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal watched as she turned around and rumbled his approval lowly. He returned the kiss and shifted his hands to hold her hips. He would support her as she rode him across the boarder. "I do hope your seat is not too bouncy my Lady." He said lowly.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery moaned as she began to circle her hips, letting his cock hit every angle within her. "Mmm, not at all - this seat has just the right amount of bounce." Margaery slowly pulled her hips up before dropping back down again, moaning as he filled her up.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled lowly in approval as she bounced atop him so enthusiastically. "I am glad your ride is satisfactorily bouncy." He grunted.