randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

Margaery smiled and kissed him back before pushing him back just a bit. "Hmmph, you think me jealous, my love?" Margaery turned away from him playfully. "Why should I be jealous? I may be no wolf, but nor is she a golden rose. There's only one me, my love." She glanced over her shoulder to him teasingly.

Hannibal smirked at the attitude. She had been jealous. He followed after her and wrapped his arms about her waist playfully before carrying her across the hall and into their chambers. He kissed along her neck teasingly. "There is indeed...perhaps I should try to make a duplicate within you." He teased as he pressed his hard length against the small of her back.

Margaery grunted in surprise as he lifted her. She laughed as he carried her and shifted free of his grip as he set her down again.

"If I let you," she teased. Her fingers teased along his doublet and she looked up to him slowly. "...tell me, if you had been my father's ward, what would you have thought of me?"

Would he think of her as a sister as he did Sansa, or would they have fallen in love?

Hannibal smiled softly at her question as he tilted her chin up so that they could look directly into each other's eyes. They were far closer in age than he was to Sansa.

"If I had been your father's ward....I highly doubt you would have ever married Renly Baratheon. Although, I do wonder if you would have been a true maid once we married...I do believe you nearly placed me incorrectly one night at Winterfell." He teased.

He truly believed he could have seduced her into his bed were they both teenagers.

Age rarely mattered when it concerned marriage, or so Margaery had observed. But she tilted a brow at him and his claim.

"You think I would have been so weak in the knees as to swoon for you?" She teased. "Tell me, what do you mean that I placed you incorrectly?"

She waited for a response before leaning in and kissing him deep, but fleeting and playfully.

Hannibal chuckled lowly. "Indeed not. You would have toyed with me until finally your own desires and curiosity got the better of you." He said as his hands moved to get her out of her dress.

"You think so?" Margaery smiled as she felt his deft fingers undoing the laces and clasps of her dress. Once he had them lose, however, she moved away and smiled over her shoulder to him.

"You've failed to answer my question, love," Margaery pointed out. "What do you mean when you said I placed you incorrectly at Winterfell?"

Margaery had made no move to undress him yet. She intended to make him work for it tonight.

Hannibal chuckled when she moved away from him like that. He followed after her and pushed her dress down her body as he pulled her close so that their bodies were pressed together.

"There was one evening when you were atop me teasing me. I had angled my cock to slip between your ass cheeks. However, you shifted your hips and I nearly claimed your maidenhead." He said.

Margaery sighed when he undressed her and pulled her close. She gave a laughing scoff though as he explained that evening.

"You nearly claimed my maidenhead, as if I would have allowed it!" She smirked, again looking over her shoulder to give him a teasing grin. "I told you I had no intention of compromising my maidenhead until my wedding night. A steadfast goal I would have kept even in my teenage years."

Margaery stepped out of his grip again and turned, facing him, letting him behold her full, naked body. Every curve of her figure and the glow of her creamy skin.

"But all the same, you have me curious. What makes you so sure that you could have gotten me to give in if you had come to Highgarden in your youth? And how might you have lured me to your embrace in the dark?"

Hannibal smirked as he did indeed drink in her beauty. "I would have played along with your games of seduction. I would have turned up the heat of the game and given you glimpses of your true desires until you eventually caved." He rumbled.

Margaery smiled and sat down on the bed, crossing one leg over the other and smirked to him. "And what if I played no such games with you? I was an innocent maid in Highgarden, dearest- though you may think it hard to believe." She teased. One hand came up to trace a finger along the curve of her breast.

Hannibal smirked as he moved towards her slowly and removed his doublet and shirt beneath to bare his upper body to her as he stepped out of his boots.

"I would have written letters to you to pique your curiosity and I would have made teasing passes at you in gradually bolder locations to awaken your desire and curiosity." He said as he undid the laces of his trousers, but left them on for the moment.

Margaery smiled and studied his form as he undressed. Her fingers reached out to touch over his chest and chiseled abdomen.

She slid her hands down and tugged his trousers to pull him closer. Her body pressed up against him, her bare breasts against his abdomen. "Mmmm...I do wish we had met that way." She whispered, finding his bulge through his trousers and kissing it softly through the fabric.

Hannibal stepped forward at her tug and rumbled his approval when she kissed over his covered cock. He tilted her chin up. "I am glad we met my love." He said with love in his eyes.

"As am I," she replied without hesitation. "But you must admit that it would have been better under different circumstances."

She cupped his hardened cock in her palm and rubbed carefully to tease him further.

Hannibal had slipped his trousers and small clothes down to step out of them to fully reveal himself to her. "Had the original plan happened, I would have wooed your properly, with your grandmother's permission...not just your father's." He said.

Margaery smiled, a slight tinge of sadness in the curve of her lips. Ramsay had stolen their proper meeting. He had forced the Tyrell hand and rushed their meeting. They should have had time to woo one another, to fall for each other properly.

It had turned out fine in the end, but still, they had been robbed.

Margaery shifted to the center of the bed. She beckoned him to her with a curl of her finger and smiled up to him. "Come to me, my love." For the moment, she just wanted to feel his weight over her.

Hannibal smiled to her before slowly crawling atop her and pressing his weight into hers slowly. He kissed her deeply as he rubbed his length over her teasingly before pulling back from the kiss slowly. "If you desire...I can always make a game of wooing you my love." He rumbled lowly into her ear.

Margaery wrapped her arms around him as he settled atop her. She kissed him back and moaned softly against his lips. When he pulled back and made his proposal age tilted a brow at him. "How might you manage that, my love? You've already stolen my heart, it belongs to none other than yourself."

Margaery had thought that she loved Renly, but being with Hannibal now only made her realize that this was true, pure love.

Hannibal smiled as he pulled back from the kiss to look deep into her eyes. "To make you even happier my love, whatever it takes." He said gently.

He did truly love her and he would strive to please her every day and to find new ways to fall in love with each other all over again.

Margaery smiled and kissed him again. She whispered softly against his lips. "Take me then - as if for the first time in Highgarden. Show me how you might touch and tease me."

Margaery arched her body, parting her legs to feel his cock pressed against her wet lips. Her entire body trembled and quaked for him and she moaned softly as she kissed him deeper.

Hannibal returned the deep kiss. His hands slowly worked over her breasts as he rubbed his cock over her folds. "I would very much enjoy lavishing you with pleasure my lady. Before I fill you, I would very much like to bring you to pleasure at least three times." He rumbled lowly as his thumbs circled over her nipples and his mouth left a teasing trail of kisses along the side of her neck.

Margaery smiled and lifted a brow as she looked up at him. "How ambitious, but I'm so very anxious for your cock already," she rubbed her fingers and palm over his cock. She squeezed his shaft and moaned aloud as she envisioned his cock sliding into her. "But nor will I stop you if you're hell bent on teasing me, my love..."

Hannibal's eyes danced with delight at her answer. His thumbs continued robbery deliberately tease her nipples. "Are you certain my lady. I have a very long, large cock. I believe I will stretch your body quite wide and slide so deep within you that it will feel like I am fucking your stomach. I will move slowly so that your tight muscles can truly squeeze and feel every inch of my entire length. I will hit spots so deep within you that you will see the stars. Are you truly prepared for that." He rumbled lowly as he bubbled over her ear.

Margaery gave a little shiver and chuckle as he ran his thick, nimble fingers ran over her nipples. She moaned and continued to arch her body into his. "Oh yes...yes, I want to feel you stretch me out, fill me and slide in and out over and over again."

She leaned up and gave his cock a squeeze. "And fill me with your child."

****

After Sansa and Littlefinger departed, Margaery began making arrangements. She sent a raven to Highgarden and in a few days, she woke Hannibal from his slumber and kissed over his jaw. "Darling? Hannibal, wake up - I've a big day planned for you, my love."

She kissed along his jaw and moved from the bed. Margaery pulled his hunting leathers from the closet and set them out for him. "Come, my love, you can't stay in bed all day."

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