randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

Hannibal rumbled lowly as he spotted those freed breasts. He immediately began to kiss and lightly nip at each one once they were revealed. He left a mark on one of her breasts as he ground into her a bit. His eyes flashed darkly up to her as he teased a nipple with his teeth. "I do not feel threatened by either of them. However, you even teasing that you would toy with him stirs my jealousy." He said lowly.

***

Two servants were speaking softly around the corner from Bronn's chambers. "I say the Lord and Lady will fuck twice before dinner." Said a male servant.

A female shook her head. "They fucked early this morning already. I think they will only do it once. Although, they will likely be fucking all night again if the babies sleep."

Margaery laughed softly, but her laughter turned into sighs and moans of lust as he kissed and nipped over her breasts. "Mmmm...as if he could satisfy me, after having you multiple times per day, every day since we were wed."

****

Bronn heard the servants gossiping and for a moment just listened carefully. He stepped up around the corner and smirked to the servants. "Well, well, your Lord is an insatiable man indeed, if he keeps his lady up all night," He smirked, leaning against the wall. "I so love castle gossip."

Hannibal smirked as he continued to ravish her full and sensitive breasts. "You would wear men out before you even began to be satisfied my love." He rumbled lowly as his hands shifted her skirts up so that she could be even more flush with his body so that she could feel his cock rubbing over her folds through the fabric they were still wearing.

***

The servants were a little startled when Bronn came around the corner. The woman looked him over slowly to take in his form. He looked interesting enough...and different than the rest of what was available here. "You love castle gossip? What is it you like most? " She asked as she walked towards him to stand a bit closer and see if he was the sort who fucked everywhere he went.

Margaery whimpered as she felt his hard cock pressing against her. Her legs squeezed tighter against him as she began to steadily rock her hips. Margaery pushed her fingers through his hair and tugged slightly. "Let me wear you out, my love. I need you." She kissed him hard and pressed against him. Her core rubbed against his covered cock.

****

Bronn tilted a brow at the servant girl. She would be good enough to wet his whistle, he thought. But he had his eyes on a higher prize. Still, he couldn't pass up the chance to use her.

"I love knowing just what the Lord of the castle is up to, what makes him tick," He cupped her chin in his palm. "What do he and the Lady do at night, or when no one's looking?"

Hannibal growled lowly as he quickly freed his cock to rub over her folds. He then pressed into her with a low growl as he set a pace of fucking her deep and steady while holding her in his arms. His mouth remained on her breasts for the time being.

***

The male servant walked away slowly, he could tell where this would end.

The girl pressed up against Bronn when he tilted her chin up. Her hands were on the man and moving over him to feel the muscles. "What makes my Lord tick are his lady, his children, his pets, and his hunting. My lord and lady fuck like rabbits every day. Even when she was with child they found a way to fuck. Ever since their wedding night." She said as her hands drifted down to cup his cock and get a feel for his size. "Their constant fucking has us all horny most of the time. They mostly fuck when no one is looking....sometimes....they are watched in secret." She said.

Margaery cried out as he slid so easily into her. "Gods, yes, oh Hannibal!!" She cried out, feeling her core already tightening from the efforts of his cock and from the idea of watching him brutalize Ser Bronn. Her nails dug into his cloak and leathers as he fucked her standing.

****

Bronn didn't object to her cupping his cock. He smirked at her answer and leaned in closer. "And what is it that pleases his lady?" He was curious how he might seduce her.

But the idea of watching.....

"You have places where you can watch? Show me," He demanded in a soft whisper.

Hannibal growled as he fucked her on his feet. She was still very light in his opinion and quite easy to fuck like this. His lips found a nipple to suckle and tease as he fucked her deeply.

***

All of the servants of the Dreadfort were loyal to the Lord and Lady. They were all trained as spies and assassins to protect the interests of house Bolton. This female servant was one of Margaery's favorite. She was hand picked by Hannibal and trained by Margaery. She knew she would earn quite the reward for leading this stupid sell sword into a trap and help to weaken the enemy lion even more.

She gave his cock a firm squeeze. "My Lady craves my Lord's cock day and night. Nothing pleases her more than his cock." She said.

Her eyes danced as she leaned in closer to him. "I will show you....if you promise to fuck me with your big cock while we watch." She said.

Margaery arched her back to press more of her ample chest to his mouth. Her nipples were incredibly sensitive, and likely Hannibal was getting a taste of her sweet milk.

****

Bronn smirked and leaned in to brush his lips over hers. "Love, you lead me to where you watch them fuck and I'll make sure you're never wanting for pleasure ever again." He reached down to cup her womanhood through her dress and rubbing his fingers over her covered folds.

Hannibal rumbled lowly as he did indeed get a taste of her milk. He pulled his mouth back slightly. "So sweet. No wonder are children are such hearty eaters." He said lowly as he continued to slip deeper and deeper as gravity assisted him in his fucking of her.

***

She enjoyed the brush of their lips and made a soft sound near his ear when he teased over her folds. She was trained far better than the women at the whorehouses. She knew how to lure a man.

She bit at her lower lip before taking his hand and looking around before leading him to a small door. She led him through a few secret passages, as they moved the sounds of fucking grew louder. She paused before motioning to an opening in the wall. Looking through it, you could see into their chamber and look directly at the foot of the bed. It was warm here, this was next to the fireplace. A fairly safe place to watch from.

She would strip down while he looked through the gap. She could hear the sounds and knew that her Lord and Lady had just started.

Margaery chuckled and leaned down to kiss him hard. She could taste faintly her milk on his tongue. "Mmmm, but of course you know better than to eat too much and rob our babies of a meal."

She felt her core beginning to seize around him. Her core tightened and tensed, squeezing all around him and stirring that tight, tingling heat within her.

****

Bronn followed slowly after her and settled in when he heard the sounds of moaning and wet flesh sliding together in unison. He watched for a moment, spying the Lord of the castle holding Margaery up and fucking her midair. He had to give credit to the other man, he had strength.

He was mesmerized though by the bouncing of Margaery's full breasts. He found his mouth beginning to water. Bronn turned back and found the girl undressing. Hastily he undid his belt and pulled his trousers down just enough to free his cock.

Once she was undressed, he lifted the servant girl much how Hannibal had lifted Margaery. He held her up and let her legs wrap around his waist as he slid easily inside her.

Hannibal smirked at her as he returned that heated kiss. "Indeed." He agreed before grunting as he sped up his pace once more. He thrust into her deeply and felt himself nearing a release. He growled her name lowly before slamming deep within her and filling her with his seed.

***

She knew the request to watch was because he fancied Margaery. However, she would see if she could distract him enough...or if he would simply fall further into the trap and she would get a reward for setting up a nice hunt for her masters.

She was indeed wet and ready for him. She was quite small and light, so it would be easy enough for him to manage holding her. She gave a soft sigh before tightening her walls to really squeeze him tight as he slipped into her.

Margaery cried out as his pace sped up. She whined and moaned, arching her body to appeal to that tingling heat building inside her. Until all the tension burst in her core and rushed through her body, up her spine to make her buck against him as her body spasmed.

"Yes, yes!! Oh gods, yes - Hannibal!!" She cried out for him as she came hard against him and kissed him deep.

****

Bronn was a little disappointed that already the Lord and Lady had cum, he had been hoping to catch more of the show than that. Even so, he kept the tight little servant girl against his cock and began to set a steady pace, driving in deep and hard. Gradually he began to pick up the pace.

"Mmm, well that didn't take long, now did it?" He whispered, growling against the servant girl's neck. "Your Lord doesn't take very long, it seems."

Hannibal growled lowly into that kiss before he slowed his pace. He laid her down carefully on the center of the bed. He kissed and nipped along the side of her neck. He rolled his hips before he began to thrust into her again hard and deep.

***

The girl moaned softly as he began to thrust into her nicely. Gods he felt good. She did hope he didn't wind up getting killed. He was a nice fuck so far.

At his comment she chuckled softly after she heard her masters beginning a second round. "That depends on how worked up My Lady got him...or if he chose to use his mouth on her a time or two before fucking her properly." She whispered back.

Margaery sighed softly as he settled her down on the bed. She relaxed and breathed heavily for a moment. As he kissed along her neck she tilted her head and gave him access to more of her soft skin.

Then when he drove into her again, hitting her deep and hard, Margaery began to moan and whine loudly. Her back arched and her thighs squeezed his hips. Again she moaned and sighed his name softly as she struggled to catch her breath.

****

Bronn had to admit that he enjoyed how the girl felt. Nice, wet and tight. She was a good substitute since he couldn't have the Lady of the Dreadfort - at least not yet. He steadily increased his pace, gripping tight against her hips as he looked in again, seeing Hannibal lay Margaery upon the bed.

He was a little astounded that already they were beginning another round.

But he focused on the girl again. He bit down on her neck and whispered in her ear, letting his stubble scrape against her soft neck. "Does she tease him often? Does she work him into such a frenzy of lust that it drives him mad?"

Hannibal growled at the sounds of pleasure from his wife. He continued his hard pace, enjoying how she had tightened back up so nicely after giving birth to their children. He did not know what she did, but it was fantastic that she still felt as tight as she did when he claimed her maidenhead.

***

His cock felt good, he wasn't as aggressive as some of the male servant a here. However, not was he too soft. He was quite the nice balance in truth.

She could feel her arousal coating the inside of her thighs as he continued to fuck her. She noted him turning to look at the two within began a second round. His question was answered with a moan at first. "She does indeed tease him. However, I have never observed him loosing his composure due to her teasing. He teases her just as much."

Margaery writhed beneath him and felt her face go flush as he slammed into her. Her body felt tighter and tighter with each thrust as he built the tension inside her. She was astounded she could be so tight after birthing not one, but two babies.

But she wasn't questioning it. She was enjoying it. "Don't stop, oh Gods...don't stop!" She begged.

****

Bronn watched, barely able to see the look of lust and arousal on Margaery's face. He let that image burn into his mind before turning back to the girl and pinning her against the wall and driving his cock hard and deep inside her.

Pretending in his mind that he was driving his cock deep into the lady of the castle.

Hannibal continued to fuck her deep and steady. He had no intention of stopping anytime soon. His mouth was on the side of her neck as he bit down to leave a dark mark for Bronn to see at dinner.

***
Mercy moaned softly into Bronn's ear when he pinned her to the wall. He was not as strong as her master. That was obvious to her; however, she was enjoying his cock in her and would keep that knowledge to herself.

She used the wall to rock into him so that he was fucking her deeper. Mercy had a secret skill, she manipulated her voice to sound like her mistress and moaned his name softly. She would feel if he enjoyed that.

Margaery whined and moaned as she felt his teeth pinch into her neck. She cried out and felt get entire body quake as he marked her. Her legs squeezed against his hips and she continued to writhe against him. "So close Hannibal...Hannibal..."

Margaery squeezed her core and clenched her tight, wet heat around his thick cock.

*****

Bronn felt his entire body tremble as Mercy whispered in Margaery's voice. He drove in harder and deeper, filling her up and showing no restraint. Until he came with a low, feral growl and filled her up with his thick, hot release.

Hannibal growled her name lowly as he continued to pound into her. He felt how tightly she was squeezing him and continued to pound into her before burying himself deep within her as he filled her with his seed again. When she squeezed him so tight he had a difficult time staying focused.

***

Mercy knew what his true desires were in that moment. She would indeed confirm for her mistress this information. They would likely toy with this stupid man until he gave up the darkest secrets of the Lannisters willingly.

She immediately switched back to her normal voice so that he would think it was in his head and not real. "Ser Bronn..." She gasped when she felt him cum. She hadn't gotten to her orgasm yet, but she faked it remarkably well to give him an ego boost.

Margaery cried out as she felt him drive that extra inch or so into her. Her entire body convulsed beneath him as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Tingling heat rushed through her, all the tension in her tight, wet pussy melting in an instant. Margaery cried out and arched her body up to kiss him hard.

"Gods, yes....I love you."

****

Bronn was a little surprised when Mercy's voice Web back to normal. Had he been imagining things? Hearing her whisper how she loved her lord and husband, even if she hasn't been talking to him, made his entire body shudder in arousal.

Hannibal rested atop her for a moment before kissing her deeply and passionately. "As I love you." He said softly. He remained atop her as he kissed down the side of her neck and across her collarbone. His hands slid up to give the base of her breasts a nice squeeze. "I do enjoy how these have changed." He rumbled lowly. "Especially with how sensitive they are." He said lowly.

***

Mercy relaxed her legs around his waist and carefully placed her feet on the floor in front of him. She was curious if he would go very soft and take about an hour to get nice and hard again or if he was gifted in a quicker turnaround. She smirked as she rocked her hips into him. "I can't tell if I was more amusing or the show." She whispered teasingly.

Margaery giggled softly as he squeezed her breasts. She squirmed and looked up playfully to him as she pressed her forehead against his.

"I'm sure you do," she chuckled. Margaery had heard the tell-tale rapping against the wall that Mercy had done to signal her Mistress that she was near, the trap was laid, and they were being watched. She dropped her voice to a whisper so that only Hannibal would hear. "You know that you're the only man for me, don't you? That you will never have reason to suspect or fear losing me or my love?"

****

Bronn didn't hear Margaery's last words, nor Mercy's signal to her Mistress that they were near. He was a strong man, Ser Bronn, so he did not soften immediately. His cock was a bit softwe, but still hard enough to remain inside her to stimulate her.

He laughed softly at her tease, but said nothing. Instead he pulled out and turned her so that her back was flush to his chest. Then he parted her thighs and slid inside her again, imagining that it was the soft Lady of the house that was pressed against the wall and receiving his cock.

Hannibal smirked. He had heard the sound, but did not realize it was signal immediately. He heard her speak very lowly and furrowed his brow in mild confusion. He gave a nod of his head as he looked deep into her eyes. He spoke just as lowly. "Indeed I do my love. Why would you say such promises though?" He asked her in curiosity as his hands continued to massage her breasts.

***

Mercy spun as he desired and arched her back so that he could get a better angle in her. She enjoyed how he remained just hard enough to fuck her some more. She rocked back into him and bit her lower lip slightly to try and stifle her moan of pleasure for him.

Margaery chuckled, she enjoyed seeing the look of confusion on his face. It was cute, the few occasions where he wasn't in complete control. She kissed him softly and again squirmed beneath him with a soft giggle as his fingers worked her sensitive breasts.

"We are watched, my love," she whispered. "One of our guests has let his curiosity run away with him."

****

Bronn brought his lips to the back of Mercy's neck, pushing her hair aside and kissing over her nape. He drove into her, deep and hard, closing his eyes and picturing fair Margaery on all fours in front of him.

Hannibal frowned slightly at that before perking his ears up to try and locate from where they were being watched. He then kissed along her jaw teasingly to speak lowly directly into her ear. "Is it one of your girls who is bringing the mouse into the trap?" He asked lowly.

***

Mercy stretched her neck out to give him more room to kiss over. She was experienced enough to know when a man was focused on her and when he was using her to imagine another woman. She continued to rock into him eagerly as he pounded into her from behind.

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