randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

Hannibal watched as she intentionally teased him more. While she didn't take his full length into her mouth. Her teasing over the slot of his cock was all that was needed to send him over with a low groan of pleasure. She would find her mouth full with his hot, thick seed.

Margaery was surprised when he came so quickly and from such minimal effort on her part. She clamped her lips tight in an effort to catch all of his release. Because he'd surprised her though, some of it dripped down his shaft. Once the spurts stopped, Margaery licked his cock clean, very carefully and slowly.

"My, my, that didn't take long my love," she teased.

Hannibal's cock remained hard and throbbing even as she licked him clean. "Enjoying your sweet flavor was quite arousing my love. The next cup of your drink will take longer to brew." He promised her.

Margaery smirked and kept stroking his hard length with her deft fingers. "Mmm, you think so? Ohhh, but I'm so very thirsty for you..."

She kissed his cock again and trailed down to again lick and suckle his balls. Then send trailed her mouth up and took his whole cock in her mouth once again, moaning at his taste and the heft of his length in her mouth.

Hannibal saw that look in her eyes and watched as she moved to suckle him a bit more in earnest. He rumbled lowly as his cock twitched and throbbed from how she moved her mouth over him. His voice was a low rumble as he continued to lightly grip her hair.

Margaery took him all the way in, letting her throat cling to his shaft and mimic the tight fit of her pussy. She began to bob her head forward and back, up and down, slowly mimicking his movements when he fucked her. Margaery moaned as her movements quickened to truly mimic his thrusts.

Hannibal rumbled lowly in approval at her motions. "Have you been practicing in secret?" He complemented her.

Margaery smirked up at him and continued her motions. She took him all the way in, held him in her mouth and throat for a long moment before moaning loudly and sending a stronger vibration through his shaft. She was glad her efforts seemed to be pleasing him.

She was indeed pleasing him, very much. He was beginning to spirt pre into her mouth again when she began to moan and send vibrations along his length. The hand in her hair was giving a large amount of complements through its squeezes as she continued her work.

Margaery loved it when Hannibal showed and expressed aloud when she pleased him. She lived for the praise. She wanted more each time. Margaery began to moan her own pleasure as he squeezed her hair. All the while she never ceased her movements. Ask the while she bobbed her head up and down over and over, letting him thrust into her mouth as though he were fucking that tight, hot and wet mouth.

Hannibal continued to growl and rumble his approval of her actions as she continued to pleasure him very thoroughly. He felt her tight heat and knew exactly what she was replicating with her motions. He would not last much longer if she continued at this pace. He grunted her name as warning before filling her mouth once again with his seed.

Margaery felt her own core growing wet with want and desire as she continued bobbing her head and letting his cock fill her mouth over and over again. When she heard him moan her name and felt that tell-tale twitch of his cock, Margaery clamped her lips around his cock and drank every last drop off his release. Eagerly she lapped up his seed as a kitten laps up cream. When she'd licked his cock clean, she smiled up at him and licked her lips. "You're so filling, my love."

Hannibal rocked into her mouth slightly as he filled her mouth with his release. He chuckled at her words as he looked down at her pleased face. "I am glad to hear that. That explains how I filled you with a child." He said.

Margaery slid atop him, again dragging her breasts over his skin and nuzzling against his neck. "Mmmm, indeed it does, that and your insatiable nature." She kissed along his jaw, still savoring his heady taste on her tongue.

Hannibal chuckled as he felt her breasts moving along his chest teasingly. "I am insatiable? I do believe you have quite the appetite too my love." He said teasingly.

Margaery laughed softly and settled in, half laying atop him with her legs intertwined with his while her chest arched against his. "And just who do you think made me that way? I was not this way before you, obviously." She teased, rubbing her belly and smiling softly. "Don't listen to your father, he'd have you think I was more depraved than he is."

Hannibal smirked as he tilted her chin to look into her eyes. "I could not have unlocked this side of you if it didn't already exist." He teased.

Margaery smiled and kissed him softly. Both hands came up to cup that strong, granite jaw. She kissed him again, and along his jaw and against his cheek. "You have my thanks, my darling. Thank you, again, for giving me a child to carry in my empty womb."

Hannibal returned the kiss with equal passion. He smiled to her as he brushed his thumb over her jaw gently. "I am pleased that you are so excited to bear the responsibility my love. Know that I will be by your side whether you need me or not during this time." He promised.

Margaery smiled and kissed him again. "I promise to keep our child safe, until it's born and after." She cuddled in closer and nuzzled against his chest.

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Nine months passed slowly. Margaery was afflicted with sickness and headaches. It was difficult to keep certain foods down, some she avoided altogether. Margaery had stopped passing by the kitchens because the spices and scents overwhelmed her and often made her ill. All of this was normal, according to her grandmother. The Maester too said things were progressing smoothly and that the baby was healthy, though Margaery's belly was particularly large and round.

Olenna arrive shortly before Margaery was due to deliver - but a week passed after that and still the baby had not come nor shown signs of moving anytime soon.

Margaery sat in the lounge sunroom with Olenna and glowered almost resentfully to her belly. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen her feet. "You ought to be ashamed, you know," she told her unborn baby. "Torturing your mother like this."

"You were stubborn too, child," Olenna pointed out, sipping her tea. "You made your mother wait a good few days before you finally decided to come out of hiding."

"But I didn't make her swell this much and I didn't make her wait a whole week!" Margaery protested.

"I'll give you that - you have indeed grown particularly round," Olenna replied, again sipping her tea.

".....thank you, grandmother." Margaery snapped.

Hannibal had been by Margaery's side every day of her pregnancy. He had a room prepared for when the time came and servants were constantly replacing the warm water within the room so that everything was truly prepared. He was walking the halls slowly with Willas who had also come up to visit with Margaery due so soon.

He had given her daily massages as she demanded and he had pleasured her at least once a day. He was careful and always gave her free reign to take control during this time. He knew that she was emotional and he wanted to keep her as happy as possible.

They approached the two women out in the sun room. Hannibal had brought Margaery's favorite tea as of late that did not upset her stomach. He kissed her temple gently before offering her the tea. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

It was Olenna who answered when Hannibal pissed his question. "She's perfectly miserable."

Margaery glared at her grandmother, but didn't disagree. "Well you would be too if you had a child occupying your belly for too damn long!" The extended pregnancy had loosened her tongue.

"Fine way to speak to your grandmother!" Olenna laughed. "But if you're that upset, there's a perfectly good potential solution to get that baby out."

Margaery nearly dropped her cup of tea. "....you had a solution the whole time?"

"You didn't ask," Olenna sipped her tea.

Margaery looked up to Hannibal, clearly about to strangle her grandmother.

Hannibal had managed to sit next to his wife on the lounging chair she was occupying. He had more than enough strength to still carry her. Something he had yet to do because he did not want to earn her wrath in this state.

Hannibal flashed amusement in his eyes at Olenna's comments, but made that disappear when his wife began to turn her head. He tilted his head to Olenna. "What is your solution?" He asked her directly.

Olenna took a long sip of her tea to keep the pair in suspense. Margaery was not amused. She glared and her cheeks began to turn red in anger. Olenna spied this and set her tea down.

"Well you two seen familiar with the act and subject, I'm surprised you haven't thought of it yourselves!" Olenna exclaimed. "You go back where you conceived the child and repeat the same process! That should clear the path for him!"

Margaery shook in anger for a minute, then grinned at Olenna. "But grandmother, it's a long way to the Highgarden orchards. We may as well just repeat the process right here." She rapped her fingers on the table, as if insinuating they had made love on the table. Olenna chuckled and sipped her tea again.

Hannibal wondered what Olenna had in mind. He smirked at her eventual answer and kissed over Margaery's ear before he spoke. "If this method has a high success rate, we should go to the birthing room immediately My Lady." He said with a slight teasing tone to his voice. He would only consent if Margaery agreed. Although filling her properly again with his cock would feel fantastic. It had been a few months since she allowed him to do that.

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