randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

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."

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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."

Hannibal had enjoyed Sansa's visit quite well. He had a small band of new recruits going to Winterfell to complete their training under his Captain. They were warned that if Sansa was molested or felt the least bit uncomfortable from any of them he would flat them slowly until they begged for death.

He had also enjoyed the new games he was playing with his wife to show her the tender side that he had shut away from every living person except her.

He chuckled when she rose so early. He pulled her into his lap as he sat up to kiss her deeply. "I'm going hunting? Will my favorite huntress be joining me? I have more to teach you." He said.

Margaery smiled as she cuddled close to Hannibal. She kissed along his jaw and finally she kissed his lips. "Not this time, lover. But your wife does have a command for you."

She sat up straight and regal like a queen and smirked to him. "Bring me at least one deer and a bear. We will need lots of food for tonight, I've planned a feast."

Margaery leaned in and kissed his chin, and smiled playfully up to him. "You are to stay out all day, and return only when the sun is about to set. Think you can stand being away from your bride for that long?"

Hannibal raised an eyebrow slowly at her command. His hands came up to squeeze over her breasts slowly. "That depends...do I get a taste of my bride before I go, or perhaps after this feast of yours?" He rumbled.

He would take Vhagar with him to stretch his wings a bit and let him get a taste for the game in the area.

She smiled at his question and pushed him back against the bed. Margaery smiled and kissed him hard as she arched her body into his, letting him feel her soft, hot skin. After a long moment she sat up and smiled down at him.

"After," Margaery stood up and swatted his knee playfully. "Come then, lazy bones! Up!"

Margaery plucked up his leathers and held then out to him. "You have a job to do, my love." Margaery moved to her side of the bed and curled under the covers. She still had a little longer to sleep before she had to get up and finalize all her preparations. Besides, it would be a good visual for Hannibal as he was getting ready, his fair wife under the pelts over the bed.

Hannibal suspected that she was toying with him. He smirked when she confirmed his suspicion and he stood to collect his leathers. He dressed quickly before going to kiss and nip over her neck. "You best rest now my love. I intend to thoroughly pleasure you tonight." He said lowly.

He turned to walk to the door before pausing to turn and look at her. "Do you have a preference on the pelt color my love?"

Margaery smiled and moved beneath the wolf pelts on the bed. She glanced over a bare shoulder to look at Hannibal and smile, seeing him in the leathers standing in the doorway.

"Black, but I will not object if another color presents itself," she replied.

Once he was gone she slept for another hour, then went about her work. The servants dressed her, and we'll after Hannibal had left for the hunt, the guests she'd summoned had arrived at the Dreadfort. Her brother and grandmother arrived while her father stayed behind to handle affairs in Highgarden.

The great hall was filled soon enough with members of her family and the court of Highgarden. As the day wore on, the kitchen staff filled the hall with roast lamb and chicken. They were told to keep the ovens hot and ready for the lord's kills.

Margaery waited anxiously in the courtyard when the sun began to set, waiting for Hannibal alone to greet him when he returned. Everyone else was waiting in the great hall.

Hannibal nodded before leaving for his hunt. He returned with a massive black bear and q deer that had 14 points on its antlers. He had skinned his kills and the meat had been prepared, salted, and wrapped so that it could go straight to the kitchens. His men took the meat atraight to the kitchens.

He jumped off his horse and the pelt and antlers were presented to his wife. "Did I return at the correct time?" He asked with a smirk as he motioned to the pelt and the antlers. "I believe the pelt alone will cover our entire bed. I intend to make some small knives for you from these antlers and teach you how to throw and weild them." He said.

Margaery smiled her biggest smile when he appeared. The pelt was perfect and the antlers sharp. She looked up to him and nodded slowly.

"You've come at the perfect time," she nodded. "And the pelt is perfect. Of course you did a fantastic job, my brilliant hunter."

Margaery stood up and ran her fingers over the antlers. "So sharp, a good choice."

She looked up to his eyes and kissed his jaw. "I've a gift for you as well, my darling."

Hannibal was exceedingly pleased hat she was so pleased. He tilted his head to her before nodding as he offered his arm to her and his men took the items inside to be dealt with tomorrow. "Ah yes, this feast of yours. I do find myself quite famished from the intense hunt." He said as his eyes showed open list as he looked over her body slowly.

Margaery looped her arm with his and pressed in tight. "Yes, the feast is special indeed my darling. It's a celebration, but not of your successful hunt."

She released his arm and moved in front of him. "It is in celebration of the future. Of House Bolton and its alliance with House Tyrell. Forged in marriage and made steadfast by blood."

She took his hand and rested it over her belly. Then Margaery grinned up at Hannibal. "I am with child - your son rides in my belly."

Hannibal walked with her and found her behavior odd. He paused his walking to look into her eyes as she spoke. He smiled widely before scooping her into his arms and spinning her around in joy as he kissed her deeply.

He set her back on her feet as he looked into her eyes. "How do you know it is a son?" He asked. His eyes were dancing with light as he held her close and spun her around again. "It does not matter. I am beyond pleased that you are carrying OUR child." He said as he brought his hands to gently cup her stomach before kneeling down to tenderly kiss her belly.

Margaery grinned at his reaction. When Hannibal spun her about, she laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck. Once he set her back down, she smiled up at him.

"I know not for certain, but with the gods' blessings, we will have a son to continue the Bolton name," she replied. When he knelt down she smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. "You're happy with this news then, my dearest husband?"

Hannibal grinned widely up to her as he continued to kiss over her swelling belly. "Indeed I am. Grow strong my little one. Your mother will keep you quite safe. I look forward to meeting you and training you." He said tenderly to her belly before kissing it and standing slowly.

He pulled Margaery close and looked deep into her eyes. "I tell you this now my love. A healthy child of ours, son or daughter, will be quite strong and fearsome. I will be equally proud of either." He said. He truly did mean this, he was not the sort of man who would be disappointed with having a daughter.

He continued to hold her as he kissed her forehead tenderly. "You mentioned a feast my love. I certainly hope it will not be too long, I do want to celebrate our joyous news in private as well." He said with a smile.

Margaery smiled down at Hannibal as he kissed over her belly and spoke to their child. Her fingers ran through his hair and as he stood up she wrapped her arms around him.

Quietly she listened as he addressed her in turn. A slow smile crept across her face and she kissed him softly. "Then we shall see what the gods have in store for us."

Margaery chuckled at his last words and looped her arm with his. "It shan't be long, dearest. Just long enough to celebrate our good news and enjoy a fine meal. There is roast lamb already and the cooks will be finishing your kills and preparing them to be served as well."

Hannibal smiled as he locked his arm with hers. "That sounds delectable my love. I look forward to celebrating. Did you invite lady Sansa down to join in our festivities?" He asked. He knew she had sent a raven, but was not certain as to where she had sent it.

"I did not," Margaery admitted. "She's only just getting settled into Winterfell again, I did not want her to make the hour eg back so soon and make her feel like a nomad, my love."

As they approached the closed doors to the great hall, Margaery grinned mischievously. "But I did invite a few guests."

The guards opened the doors and a great holler range through the halls. Willas and Olenna held up cups of wine and cheered for the pair.

Hannibal gave a nod, but raised an eyebrow at her words. He heard the cheers and gave her a look, he was not upset with her, but there was a teasing glimmer in his eyes. "I was not the first to be told?" He asked as he pulled her close to kiss her temple and whisper lowly into her ear.

"I might have to punish you for not telling me first my love." He rumbled lowly. He was overjoyed at their news and truly was not upset. He was simply teasing her a bit.

Margaery laughed and leaned into him when he whispered to her. "In my defense, lover, grandmother guessed and spread the news." She dropped her voice and her eyes flashed in their own mischievous arousal. "But you are welcome to punish me, my lord, so long as you take care not to hurt our growing child."

Olenna rushed up just then and pulled Margaery into a tight hug. Soon the food was served and there was much revelry throughout the hall. Willas made a toast to his sister and brother-in-law and to their child.

Hannibal chucked at that. "With how many beds we ruined they likely would have guessed at the first raven from us." He teased her back. He had a special punishment in mind that would not put their growing child at risk.

He smiled and toasted with his new family in celebration of their wonderful news. Even Rhagar and Moanna seemed pleased at their master's joy as they played in the corner of the great hall. Hannibal smiled at the two of them playing and pulled Margaery into his lap to kiss her deeply. He nodded to their two pets. "I look forward to our child getting to play and grow with them as well." He said.

Margaery joined in the celebration and toasts with the family. Though of course, being pregnant she was drinking a sweet juice instead of ale or wine. But there was still much in the realm of kisses and hugs and congratulations.

When Hannibal pulled her into his lap, Margaery smiled and leaned her head against his shoulder. She watched as Moanna and Vhagar tumbled over one another. "As do I."

Margaery looked up and softly kissed Hannibal, bringing his hand to rest over hers across her belly, which was only slightly swollen. "And you suspected nothing until I told you?" She chuckled, finding that hard to believe.

Hannibal was also greatly enjoying the festivities. He gently rubbed over her belly with pride in his eyes. "I have suspected for a few weeks. However, I was waiting until you had it confirmed my love. Have you not noticed that I have been more tender when I make love to you?" He asked lowly.

Margaery smiled and laughed when he asked her that. She nuzzled his nose and smiled playfully. "You only think you've been gentler, my love," she teased, kissing him again.

Olenna waved a handheld paper fan at the two of them. "Come, come now, really you two! You're already expecting a child, all this affectionate touching and kissing is hardly necessary! Do you plan on being so openly affectionate when the baby is born?"

Olenna figured they would likely have a whole litter of children, one right after the other at this rate.

"Have to keep warm in the North somehow, grandmother," Margaery teased.

Hannibal smirked as he noted the fan. "I would imagine we would indeed be this affectionate in front of our children. I will only slow down as my lady commands." He said with some light in his eyes as they danced. "After all, it would be entirely improper for me to neglect my duties as a husband." He teased.

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