randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

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?"

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

"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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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."

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.

The babies were whimpering and crying when Margaery approached. First she lifted Rhys and uncovered one breast to let him feed. When Hannibal growled his annoyance and plans for Bronn. Margaery felt her milk flow a bit freer when he sparked her arousal. She glanced up to him and chuckled softly. "Careful my love, get me too aroused and you might drown our son with my milk."

Hannibal watched as she fed their son first. He then moved in closer to her to look over her body slowly. "You feel like you are feeding them more when I pique your arousal?" He asked.

Margaery finished feeding their son and lifted him up to burp him. "I felt my milk surge within my breasts when you aroused me." She pointed out, very matter-of-factly. Then she handed Rhys to Hannibal and took Reina from the crib to feed her in turn.

Hannibal smirked at that. "Would that not mean that they are fed faster and we can begin the torture." He rumbled lowly.

Margaery smiled crookedly at him. "Patience, my darling," she teased him as she fed Reina. "Are you truly so angry that he was able to kiss your fair wife, my love?" She teased. "He was rather hard just looking at me and touching me."

Hannibal growled lowly at her teasing. "I am indeed impatient. I want to kill the man for so openly desiring my wife." He rumbled lowly.

"And to so brazenly look upon her and flirt with her right in front of her husband!" She exclaimed, further fueling his rage. "It's shameful." She pulled Reina up to burp her once she had finished her meal.

Hannibal growled at her words. "If that was it for feeding, then let us go put down the vermin. I am sure that your girl has drained him by now." He said.

"You can wait a few minutes more," she teased as she played with the baby a bit in her arms. "Your father is so very impatient, my little love."

Margaery adopted a hurt expression and looked up at him. "He gripped my legs so tightly my love...truly he hurt me..." she whimpered. It was partially true, but mostly she wanted to egg Hannibal on more.

She wanted to see the true Bolton fury.

Hannibal pressed into her back as he nipped at her ear. "How would you like to torture him for what he did to you?"

Margaery set the baby into the crib, took Rhys from his father and set him in his own crib. Then she turned to Hannibal with dark eyes full of arousal.

"I want to hear what you plan on doing to him," she replied, pressing into him with her breasts still exposed. Her nipples were leaking a little from breastfeeding the babies. "Tell me. Give me details. He hurt your wife, Lord Bolton. He intended to take her and drive his cock into the pussy that was intended only for you. What do you plan to do about it?"

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