[For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

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Renly Baratheon was dead, leaving his claim to the throne empty and his wife Margaery Tyrell a widow. Roose Bolton, of course, could spy an opportunity a mile away. He sent a raven to Highgarden, to Lord Mace Tyrell. Roose proposed that his youngest son and only legitimate heir be married to Margaery. Mace agreed, rather quickly as well - likely out of fear for the Bolton name.

But of course, Olenna Tyrell wasn't about to let that agreement happen. At least not on any terms but her own. So the agreement was made, but a time for delivering her to Winterfell had not been determined, and Olenna was not about to agree to one.

Ramsay Snow, wanting to be useful to his father and acknowledged as a true Bolton, decided to take action on his own. He took a small band of Bolton men and rode to Highgarden - he knew Margaery was there, after her day-long marriage to the late King Joffrey had ended. He kidnapped the Tyrell heiress and rode back to Winterfell. When he arrived, he dragged Margaery in with no amount of mercy or delicacy. He found his half-brother and father in a sitting room going over charts and battle strategies. Margaery, clad in a light dress with a keyhole opening at the front showing her cleavage and wrapping around her lower back, showing off the curves of her back and the lean muscle beneath her skin. Her skin was cold and covered in goosebumps, her lips slightly dark and a light shade of blue. But all the fire and anger was in Margaery's eyes. She wrenched herself free of Ramsay's grip and pulled her lips back to bare her teeth.

"Unhand me, mongrel!" she hissed.

"Dear father, brother - see what I've brought? We'll not have the Tyrells welching on their agreement any longer," Ramsay grinned. "The flower is a little frosty, but only because she did not appreciate my generosity of allowing her to ride in the carriage."

"What I did not appreciate was a bastard snatching me from my ancestral home and dragging me with no proper clothes into the North," Margaery snapped.

She so badly wanted to shift towards the fire, but she was bound and determined to stand tall and tough. Ramsay obviously thought her weak, she would prove him wrong.

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Hannibal growled lowly as he continued to pound into his wife hard and deep. He kissed and nipped along the side of her neck. "Perhaps you should drink moon tea every morning until we are ready for more children." He teased her half serious.

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Mercy smirked as she saw how close he was to cumming again. "Mmmm such a shame...I wanted to see how much better you were at fucking." She teased before sliding into her knees and swallowing every bit of his cum easily.

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Margaery wrapped her legs around him tight to keep him buried deep inside her. She pressed her forehead to his and chuckled at his words. "Mmmm...not a bad idea, if I don't we may end up with an army of babies to face all by ourselves." She kissed him hard again. Her core continued to seize and squeeze around him. Margaery moaned out as her body arched and bucked against him. "So close...so close, don't stop!"

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Bronn smirked cockily but came hard in her mouth. Only when she had drank him dry did he allow himself to sigh and lean back against the wall to catch his breath. "I'll...take you to him if you like. But he will only hold polite conversation."

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Hannibal chuckled at that as he kissed and nipped at her neck. "We best be cautious. There are only so many houses available for them to wed one day." He said teasingly. Although, with a war....that was a very true statement.

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Mercy smirked at that. "I am blonde and young...I think I could get him past polite conversation." She teased before standing slowly.

"I will speak with my Mistress during dinner. You might want to rest a bit. Wouldn't want to squander your golden opportunity." She whispered in his ear. She was expecting him to take her to Jaime as she moved to redress.

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Margaery smiled up at him and kissed over his jaw and along his neck. She bit down hard, marking him as he had marked her. Leaving the mark out in the open where it could be seen. Her body trembled and her walls clamped around his cock. Tension built and hazed her mind as he drove into her. Margaery tried to tell him, tried to speak and tell him to keep going - but she couldn't. She had no mind to form words.

All she could think about was fucking and how he fucked her. All she could focus on was her pleasure.

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"You are blonde, you are young, but you're no Cersei Lannister," he chuckled, tapping her nose playfully.

As she began to redress, he tucked his cock back into his trousers and adjusted himself. She was right, he needed to rest to fully enjoy the Lady Margaery. "Lead the way out - then I'll take you to Jaime."

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Hannibal loved it when he fucked her to a point where she couldn't speak. She was not a submissive woman, it was quite the feat really. He was close himself. He slammed into her a few more times before he slammed into her and shot his seed deep within her.

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Mercy smirked as she finished getting dressed and pressed into him to lead him out of the secret passageway. "This way Ser." She said.

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Margaery cried out as she felt the heat of his release burst within her. Her entire body quaked and trembled as she came with him. All the tension in her body melted and burst through her entire body. She cried out his name over and over as she arched up against him. "Gods....gods I love you."

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Bronn followed Mercy from the passage and started down the hallway towards his chambers, leading Mercy to Jaime's room. He rapped his knuckles against the door, wondering if Ser Jaime were awake.

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Mercy bowed low to Jaime and was allowed into his chambers after an exhasperated sigh to Bronn.

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Dinner was soon ready. Mercy had reported fully to her Masters before Bronn was there and a plan was put into place. During the meal Mercy appeared to speak to Margaery intermittently so that Bronn could see it.

Jaime settled in next to him with a soft sigh. "I do hope you are staring at the servant." He said under his breath.

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Bronn saw that Mercy was speaking to Margaery and smiled slightly. When Jaime spoke up, he chuckled softly. "Of course," He winked.

Margaery settled in her seat and pretended to speak with Mercy. She flickered her gaze up to Bronn and even smiled playfully. Slowly she ate the roast lamb and rabbit stew that had been prepared.

"I hope the meal is to your liking, gentlemen," Margaery smiled. "Dessert should be especially good."

She smirked to Ser Bronn.

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Hannibal intentionally ignored what signals were being sent to the prey. He would only intervene if Jaime seemed to notice. He nodded in agreement to his wife's words. "Indeed, I understand a special dessert has been prepared for you and your men Ser Jaime." He said.

Mercy gave additional smirks and winks to Bronn to help cover for her Mistress.

Jaime sighed at Bronn. He turned to focus on Hannibal and gave a nod of thanks. He saw the looks from Mercy. "Did you at least ask her name before taking her to my room?"

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When Hannibal confirmed her words, Margaery smiled playfully to Bronn and ran her tongue along the rim of her goblet. "Mmmm, so good to drink wine again. But it does indeed make me lightheaded."

Bronn gave her a playful smile before looking up to Jaime. "I did, it's Mercy. And if you had a brain in your head, you would consider taking her for yourself. She really knows what she's doing - soft and tight."

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Jaime shifted a bit in his seat at Bronn's words. "You didn't really give me a choice in the matter now did you?" He said lowly, hinting that something had happened.

Hannibal smiled to his guests with a friendly smile. "How long will you and your men be staying with us Ser Jaime?"

Jaime turned to flash a smile back. "We intend to head back to King's landing tomorrow. The day after at the latest." He said. He did not want to risk Bronn doing serious damage by staying longer.

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Margaery's eyes lit when Jaime replied. Again she shot a playful look to Bronn and made it a point to suggestively pull her bite of food from her fork. Bronn smiled and licked a bit of sauce from his spoon in an equally suggestive manner.

"We shall indeed be sad to see you go," Margaery replied, but her gaze focused on Bronn for a moment.

To avoid arousing suspicion, she looked to Hannibal and took his hand, smiling to him. "Won't we, darling?"

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Hannibal made note of Bronn's tease. He didn't react, but would remember it later. "Indeed, it has been a pleasure so far during your visit." He said.

Jaime subtly nudged Bronn before whispering under his breath. "Do not be a fool, keep your eyes off of her." He warned before nodding to Hannibal. "It has indeed been a pleasure to share your company My Lord." He said respectively.

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Bronn whispered right back to Jaime. "She started it," He couldn't help chuckling softly.

Margaery finished her meal and the remainder of dinner was filled with idle chatter and her rubbing her foot nonchalantly along the inside of Bronn's leg. When the meal was finished, the servants brought out the dessert, a sweet apple cake that was Margaery's favorite.

Mercy set Bronn's dish before him and told him to meet the Lady in the library an hour after the meal.

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Hannibal saw the bait for the trap laid and accepted by the prey. After dinner was over, he requested Jaime to speak with him in private. He pulled the Lion to a quiet spot near the library.

His eyes were slightly cold. "You have a problem Ser Jaime. Your man Bronn is not trustworthy with secrets. He has already confessed grave secrets of your family to a servant of mine in hopes of bedding my wife. I fear these secrets could unravel the seven kingdoms. I have given my wife permission to see if she can get him to confess the same secrets in the room next to us." He said.

Jaime was curious what this was about. He had a bad feeling in the gut of his stomach when he heard Hannibal's words. There was anger in his eyes and voice. "Are you threatening me?"

Hannibal shook his head. "No, I am simply warning you Ser Jaime. We are allies not enemies." He said before leading Jaime to a secret door that would allow them to both hear and see what was happening in the library.

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After dinner and dessert Margaery left slowly, headed to the library. Bronn followed the instructions of the servant and went after her. He found her sitting upon the table of the library, her skirts pulled up just a bit to show off her slender legs.

"Ser Bronn, I'm very glad to see you," Margaery smiled and turned more to face him. "I was beginning to grow terribly lonely."

Bronn smiled and stepped up, bringing his fingers up along her delicate calves. "Can't have that, sweet lady."

Margaery leaned up and pressed her chest against his. "My girl tells me you have a naughty little secret for me. If you tell me, I might be willing to give you something in return. It is indeed a risk I'd be taking...just to have you fill me..."

She knew Hannibal could hear. She almost wanted to goad him into becoming more enraged with Bronn. Margaery wanted him to take his full fury out on the other man.

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Jaime had a very distinct feeling of foreboding. He looked through the hole and watched as Bronn was blindly walking into a trap without seeming to care. He would wait to see what Bronn would say. He was praying fervently that it was not the one secret he did not want confessed out loud.

Hannibal watched and his eyes glowed darkly. He was going to kill Bronn incredibly slowly for this. Margaery was indeed egging him on.

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"Mmm, you want me to give away a secret up front? That's not quite how it works, my lady," Bronn replied.

Margaery smirked and pushed him back a little. "Oh, but it is, Ser Bronn. I can't very well risk carrying another man's child with my husband being who he is without some kind of leverage."

Bronn could see she was growing weary of him already. He frowned but gave a conceding nod. Margaery smiled, victorious, and leaned in. "Tell me. Who is the true father of our King? Of Tommen Baratheon?"

Bronn hesitated, but Margaery brought her hand to his bulge and rubbed softly against it through his trousers. Bronn gasped softly, even as her fingers opened his pants and found his throbbing hard cock and began stroking it up and down.

"....Jaime. Jaime of House Lannister," Bronn finally admitted.

Margaery looked up to him with a look of shock. "What? No! Impossible! You wouldn't lie to a lady now, would you?"

Bronn leaned in closer. "To you, my lady, my lips are true." He kissed her hard, Margaery kissed him back to go along with the charade, but knew Hannibal wouldn't like it.

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Jaime watched and his stomach twisted and turned in knots when he heard and noted how Bronn was so easily manipulated simply to get his cock wet.

Hannibal was glowering, he knew Margaery was forced to play along, but he expected her to avoid more kissing for the time being and to get him blindfolded so that Mercy could take over. He then focused on Jaime. "This sort of breach of trust is not acceptable in my eyes Ser. I worry that he is a loose cannon if he fancies a woman and is willing to risk everything to get his cock wet. I swear to you that we will keep this secret safe. We are allies after all. However, allow me to properly punish this man for his betrayal." He said. He showed honestly on his face to relax Jaime.

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Margaery, her objective obtained, pulled from the kiss to continue rubbing over his cock.

"Will you play a game with me, Ser Bronn?" She smiled.

"Thought we were already playing..." he moaned.

Margaery continued stroking him for a few moments more before pulling back and producing a long strip of cloth. She tied it around his eyes. When Bronn began to protest, she whispered: "Can you guess which body part is mine by taste alone?"

That satisfied him. Mercy undressed nearby so that he heard the rustling of fabric and then moved quickly and silently to take her Mistress' place. Once clear, Margaery moved silently out of the room.

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Jaime had turned away when the switch was seamlessly made. His jaw was clenched as he turned to look at Hannibal. He paced a bit before Hannibal as he considered his options. He was close to Bronn, but this was something he had feared for some time. He paused and turned to Hannibal. "My men and I are returning to King's landing immediately." He paused for a moment. "You house has been dishonored with his actions. I leave him to you to do as you wish." He said before bowing I get his men to begin packing up and be ready to ride.

Hannibal nodded as Jaime gave his permission. He led Jaime out and pulled his wife close. "Safe travels to you Ser Jaime. I swear that this secret will be kept." He said as Jaime Lannister stormed down the halls to leave.

He had warned Bronn to not be stupid and he didn't listen. He would miss the sellsword, but his tongue was far too loose.

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Margaery couldn't help smiling as Hannibal pulled her so close. One hand came up to his chest as he bid Jaime farewell. When the lion was out of earshot, Margaery leaned up and kissed along Hannibal's neck.

"Did you enjoy watching me, my love?" She knew that she had goaded him, teased his anger. "Or were you seething with rage the whole time?" She chuckled.

Bronn had kissed her, but she hasn't enjoyed it in the slightest. She had wanted nothing more than to cut his tongue out as he tried to slip it into her mouth.

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Hannibal watched as Jaime left. He saw her move close and looked down to her. "I did not enjoy watching him sticking his tongue down your throat." He said lowly. He summoned a servant to prepare the torture chamber.

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Margaery chuckled and leaned in closer. She loved this jealous side of his. "My Northman is so possessive of his lady, I love it," she stepped back and did a playful little turn. "Our children require a feeding from their mother. Come with me. I don't trust you to not start on him without me."

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Hannibal's eyes glowed darkly when she said that. He followed her to their chambers as he watched her go to feed their children. "I look forward to killing him slowly. I hope the lion hears his screams as he leaves." He said lowly.