randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

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.

Willas shook his head at the two women. He would have thought that he'd have lost his mind by now, being around them for so long. All he could do was pat Hannibal's shoulder and shake his head.

"Best of luck to you," He sighed, sitting down beside his grandmother and rubbing his face.

Margaery chuckled at Hannibal's words and rubbed over her very full belly. She looked up at her grandmother and turned serious.

"Does it truly work, grandmother?" She asked.

"Worked with your father, here we are," Olenna replied. Willas tilted his head back and groaned loudly. Details he didn't need. Margaery looked up to Hannibal and held out her hand.

"Well then, husband. Would you be so kind as to help your lady up?" In her state it was impossible for Margaery to get up on her own.

Hannibal listened carefully and continued to hold Margaery close. He felt her shift and nodded when she reached out for his assistance. He gave a small smile before he stood. He assisted her onto her feet before swooping her up in his arms and moving to carry her inside. He carried her quickly to the birthing room and commanded the servants to have water prepared, but not to enter until he either called to them directly or he opened the door.

He laid her in the center of the bed so that she was propped up on the mountain of pillows behind her. He kissed her deeply as he shifted her skirts to tease over her clot with his fingers to get her nice and wet. "I am quite eager to meet our stubborn child. I promise to be careful." He said after his initial tease.

He suspected they were having a daughter with how long they were waiting for Margaery to deliver.

Margaery wrapped her arms around Hannibal's neck as he lifted her. Olenna laughed and waved playfully as they left.

Margaery kissed along his neck as he carried her to the chamber prepared for her birthing. When he lay her down she arched her body up into his. Feverishly she reached to her skirts to pull them up as he reached beneath them. Margaery was just as impatient and aroused as he, and she was desperate for his cock. It had been far too long since they'd fucked proper, and her body was on fire with need for him.

"Hannibal...Hannibal I can't wait," just his touch and the feeling of his body so close to hers, she was already trembling. "I need you. I need you inside me. Fill me, my love, make me scream for you...!"

Her fingers reached to his doublet, pulling at the buttons and even tearing a few to get it open.

Hannibal smiled and didn't mind her tearing at his doublet in the least. He quickly freed his hard cock and lined up quickly. He slowly slid into her to test how far he felt safe to fuck her. She did seem a bit looser than normal, but he was not going to mention that in this moment.

He rumbled lowly before angling himself to stimulate those sensitive spots within her as he set a medium pace without going to hard. He remained on his knees so as to not put too much pressure on her belly for the moment. He hoped a genuine fucking would at least make her water break and get the process started.

The feeling of his hard cock sliding into her after going so long without it was absolute bliss. Margaery moaned loudly and arched her body as much as she could. As he stirred her up, Margaery could feel movement in her belly, but she was far too focused on the pleasure pooling in her core. She moaned and whined as she felt the familiar tingling heat of arousal burning inside her.

Margaery reached for him as much as she could from this angle. Her fingers brushed over his abdomen as he knelt before her. She was glad he avoided putting pressure on her belly, the baby was already giving her butterflies from its movements. It was working. It had to be.

Hannibal groaned as just her wet heat was pushing him rapidly towards a release. He felt her body shifting beneath him and his hands moved to gently rest on her belly. He was aware of anything unusual he might feel. They were trying to begin labor.

He could feel their child shifting within her and continued. He wanted to bring them both to satisfaction before their child moved lower.

Margaery felt the pleasure of his cock moving in and out of her and stretching her walls. But the sensation of slight twinging pain was also present. Margaery tried to ignore it and focus on the pleasure and how good he felt.

"Gods, oh yes, Hannibal! You feel so good, I do missed the feeling of your cock inside me!" Margaery squirmed, feeling her body tighten and tense.

She could give him no warning, all she could do was cry out as her body bucked and squeezed against him. Suddenly she came hard against him, all the tension melting away in a fluid rush. Margaery breathed heavily, not realizing that more fluid than usual had burst from her wet and wanting pussy.

But she was acutely aware of the pain that filed her core. Fear filled her eyes and she looked up to Hannibal. "H...Hannibal! The baby...!"

Hannibal too was elated to be filling her again. He grunted lowly as he reached his peak just moments before her. However, he felt how much liquid had escaped her body and glanced down at the ruined bed.

Their child was coming.

Hannibal slipped out quickly and put his still hard cock back into his trousers. He shifted to be by Margaery's side when he bellowed for the Maester who should be waiting just on the other side of the door along with midwives.

Hannibal kisses Margaery's temple and slipped his hand into hers so that she could squeeze it if she needed to. "It is time. Take deep breaths for me, I am not going anywhere." He promised her.

Margaery whimpered and moaned as the pain filled her body. Her fingers laced with Hannibal's as he rose beside her. Margaery pressed her face against his neck and cried out as she felt the baby drop within her and begin its descent out into the world.

The Maester instructed her on when to push and how to breathe. The midwives retrieved clean linens and cloths to keep Margaery clean while she delivered. Margaery obeyed the commands of the Maester and pushed, but there was fear in her eyes. This was an all new pain for her.

But finally, after hours of pushing and breathing, Margaery delivered the baby. One of the midwives took the squirming newborn off to the side and began to clean it. But the Maester remained where he was, apparently astounded. One of the midwives pointed something out and Margaery's eyes went wide with terror.

"What? What is it??" She demanded, still feeling pain rake through her.

"My lady, you're not yet finished..." The Maester looked up to Hannibal, then back to Margaery. "There is another baby descending and preparing to come out."

Two. Twins. Margaery could have fainted right then and there were it not for the pain.

Hannibal remained by her side and continued to kiss over her temple. He gave her great encouragement as she delivered their child. He saw the midwives take their child to clean it off and was praising her when he spotted the Maester and a midwife stay in where they were.

His widen a bit when he hears that a second child is on the way. His focus is on her and he kissed her cheek tenderly. "You are so strong to carry two my love. You can do it, take deep breaths with me." He said.

He was immensely proud that they were having twins. He had worried that their child would be massive with how large she had grown. He felt better knowing she was so round from carrying two children.

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