[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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[notavegetarian]

Hannibal watched as she began to slice meat off. He saw how the blood spattered over her body and found it very arousing. He closed off anything she sliced open and smiled proudly at her. "Well done my love." He praised her.

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Margaery smiled, happy for the praise, happy that she had done well. Many had thought her too delicate and too weak to be a proper Bolton lady. But with this, the direct torture of another man - as she did not consider Ramsay Snow to be a man at all - Margaery felt that she had proved them wrong.

As Hannibal closed off the wounds, Margaery leaned into him from behind and let her arms wrap around him. Her fingers played over his skin as she licked over his earlobe. "What now, darling?"

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked darkly. "We could break some bones and then roast him in a large oven for a bit to really make him scream. Then we can finally kill him." He suggested with a low rumble.

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Margaery smiled and kissed over his ear and down along the ridge of his neck. "Sounds a fair plan to me, love," she chuckled darkly and looked up to Bronn's already broken body. "What should we use on him to break his bones, lover?"

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked at her question. He leaned back to kiss her temple. "Which bone would you see broken first?" He asked her.

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Margaery considered her options and smiled before stepping back. "His legs. The femur - it's a thick bone that will truly test your strength and inflict a great deal of pain."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as he leaned forward to place his hands on Bronn's left leg. He pressed into the bone to test how sturdy it actually was. He then took three steps back. He strode forward with momentum and brought his foot up to crush the bone easily beneath his foot.

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Margaery moved slowly out of the way to let Hannibal move uninhibited. When he bolted for Bronn's body and crushed the bone so easily, Margaery let out a sharp cry of surprise and arousal. She loved his strength, she loved watching him use it in forbidden ways.

Bronn cried out in pain but could do nothing about it. All he did was writhe and squirm with what strength remained to him.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal could hear her arousal and smirked back over his shoulder at her. "What other bones my love?" He asked her. He would break two more before roasting him a bit.

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Margaery got up and stood just behind Hannibal for a moment. She ran her fingers over his back and kissed softly over his nape. "His other leg, of course. Then his ribs- shatter them into powder for me, my dārys," she whispered.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal grinned when she said that. He followed his first kick with a second to break his other leg. He then moved in with his hands and pulled on each unattached rib until they broke off. He then put his hands together and brings them down to crack the ribs in the center so they were fully cracked.

He then moved to remove the restraints and carried Bronn to a metal slab that was extended from the wall. He then opened a door and slid the top into an oven that was already heated. He knew that Bronn could not go anywhere from there, and he had enough time to fuck his wife a few times before they would need to pull him out and finally kill him.

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Margaery watched with morbid interest as Hannibal fulfilled her request. Every movement, every crack of bone and cry of pain from Bronn had her absolutely dripping in arousal. When he put Bronn in the oven, Margaery stepped forward and pushed Hannibal up against the opposite wall and kissed him hard. She arched her body into his and dug her nails into his shoulders.

He'd awakened something in her. A wild lust and macabre bloodlust that demanded satisfaction. She tore at his clothes to get them open and to get him bare along with her. She needed him.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal could see how she was reacting out of the corner of his eyes. Once Bronn was roasting, he assisted her in baring himself and pulling Margaery close. He growled lowly as he noted the bloodlust and darkness he had awakened within her. He truly did love her and fully intended to plant another child within her tonight.

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Margaery smiled triumphantly. She pinned him hard against the wall and stood up on her tiptoes to bring her hips to grind flush against his. Her thighs spread, pressing her knees to the wall so that she could feel his hard length between her folds. One hand came down to take his cock and press him inside her. Her entire body shuddered as he filled her up.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled at her aggressiveness. He began to thrust into her hard before turning them so that she could wrap her legs around his waist. He then began to thrust into her hard and deep as Bronn screamed in pain as he was slowly beginning to cook.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery easily wrapped her legs around his waist as he turned. Her arms similarly wrapped around him and scratched against his back. She felt his blood begin to trickle from the scratches up between her fingers. Margaery moaned as he drove into her over and over again. The sound of Bronn's screams only made her pussy walls flutter and squeeze around his cock.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled a she bit along the side of her neck as he continued to fuck her hard and deep. The continued screams had his cock grinning and twitching deep within her as he was building to a powerful orgasm himself rapidly.

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Margaery felt her entire body beginning to quake and tremble. As he bit along her neck, marking her, she bit him in turn and moaned at the salty taste of his skin in her mouth. Her core squeezed around him, and she cried out his name, the only warning she could offer before his subsequent thrust sent tingling heat bursting through her entire body in climax.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal felt her reach her peak and his cock flared before filling her with his seed immediately after. He growled her name lowly as he remained deep within her and pressed up against her.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery moaned aloud and felt her entire body tremble as his heat filled her up. "So soon..." she whispered. So soon after the birth of the twins and already they were on the fast track to making more.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled as he kissed her deeply. He pulled back slowly. "There are ways to hold back if you do not desire more so soon my love." He whispered to her. He took a half step back and slipped out of her slowly. He kissed her deeply again as he left her to regain her footing. He grabbed some protective gear and hauled Bronn's body out of the oven. He placed him back upon the table where he had been slowly stripped and poured cool water over him to watch the steam and hear the screams.

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Margaery smiled and kissed him deeply. "Ah, but can those ways of restraint truly keep you from being so potent in planting another baby in my belly?"

Margaery pressed back against the wall to keep herself upright. She gave a deep inhale to take in the scent of Bronn's burning flesh and smiled wickedly at the sound of the cool water sizzling on his flesh. "You are truly merciless, my Lord Bolton."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal enjoyed hearing Bronn scream as he cooked what remained of his body. Nothing had been damaged enough to kill him. He grabbed a red hot knife and began to slowly cut out his everything within him with the exception of his heart and lungs.

He then brought Margaery close as he reached in slowly to wrap his hand around Bronn's rapidly beating heart. He squeezed it slowly before letting it go and repeated that a few times. He then guided one of Margaery's hands to wrap around the man's heart and squeeze and relax with his hand. He then gave her a nod as he squeezed his hand tightly and didn't let go. He expected her to do the same as they slowly killed Bronn by stopping his heart with their hands.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery watched curiously as Hannibal cut Bronn's body parts away. She approached slowly to get a better look and observed silently.

When Hannibal drew her in closer, Margaery tipped her brow and watched as he squeezed Bronn's beating heart. At first she felt her stomach drop, sickened by the sight. But as Hannibal guided her hand to wrap around the wet, warm heart, Margaery relaxed a bit. She squeezed Bronn's heart as Hannibal silently bid her, and smirked to herself as she felt the muscle slow to a stop and squish between her fingers.

[notavegetarian]

Once the heart came to a stop, he pulled his hand back slowly as he wrapped his arms around her to kiss along the side of her neck and moved up to her ear. "How does it feel my love? To slowly squeeze the life out of a warrior? To kill your first man?" He asked low and dark.

He was very proud of her for not getting sick. He was also aroused at how quickly she understood his silent signals to join him.