[For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

[tyrelltempest]

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 smirked at the high praise. He truly did enjoy satisfying her so thoroughly with his mouth. It was incredibly satisfying to hear her moaning and writhing like this atop him. He doubled his efforts to intensify the pleasure she was feeling.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery rolled her hips in rhythm with his movements. She cried out in arousal and again tugged his hair - not enough to inhibit his movements, but enough to maintain a level of control and dominance.

"Close...so close, don't stop!" She cried out his name over and over as her core tightened and prepared for release.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal rumbled lowly at her command. He continued to eat her out and he added low rumbles to increase her pleasure even more. He would indeed continue until she reached her climax.

[tyrelltempest]

The rumbles were what sent her over. Those tremors made Margaery cry out and tense over him. Heat pooled in her core and burst from within to cover Hannibal's face with her fluids. Margaery cried out and quaked above him, moaning his name over and over again as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal drank down her orgasm greedily as she finally reached her peak. He gave her folds a tender kiss before pulling his lips back and awaiting her next demand of him.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smiled and moved off of him, still holding the belt in her palm. She liked seeing her fluids glisten on his chin. "Such a good boy," she whispered. "Lie back," she gestured to the center of the bed.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal's eyes danced with delight at their little game. He did like this side of Margaery and he looked forward to seeing what she had in mind. He shifted to the center of the bed after setting her next to him so that he could move easier.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery moved as he settled into the center of the bed. She slipped the belt from around his neck and tied his hands to the bed so that he was bound there. Unable to touch her with his fingers.

She intended to tease him. She'd had her release, and intended to draw his out. Margaery ran her fingers slowly over his chest, and down to his abdomen. "So strong, my king..."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal did not fight her when she bound him. He assumed that she would be teasing him in this position. He fully intended to break the belt and claim her....later, when she wasn't expecting it.

He enjoyed the teasing touch from her fingers and flexed his upper body for her when she said that. The flexing caused the belt to strain a bit beneath his touch, but he made no further moves to free himself. "Just as you enjoy it." He rumbled lowly.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smiled and trailed her lips along his muscular chest. She nipped playfully at his skin.

"Stronger than the fiercest Dothraki warlord," she praised, kissing his chest and moving down. "My dragon rider."

Her lips grazed over his inner thigh, but never touched his balls or his thick cock.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal pressed into her teasing touches more as she moved down his body. He enjoyed hearing the complements and noted how much closer she was getting to his cock. His eyes watched with delight as he waited for her to continue.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery ran her tongue along his thigh and up to just above his cock once again. "There is no enemy who could stand against you. Before long, my love, all will kneel before you, or be cut down." Her voice was low and sensual. She wanted her words as well as her actions to tease him.

[notavegetarian]

She was doing a spectacular job of teasing him with both. Is cock was twitching. And leaking pre steadily and she had yet to directly touch him. He was setting his mind on not goon over too fast when she did finally wrap her lips around him. It would be a large challenge indeed.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smiled and saw how he was leaking for her. She nipped playfully at his inner thigh and let her fingers ghost along his abdomen. Margaery gripped his hips as she ran the flat side of her tongue in a long stroke along his inner thigh. Just to his balls before pulling away to smirk up at him.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal rumbled lowly when she continued to tease him in such a manner. He noted how she was trading him and fully intended to return the sensation one day. His dark eyes looked down at her with a slight warning in them for her to not tease for much longer.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smirked when she saw that warning look. It meant what she was doing was working, and she rather liked that. She kissed at his hip before leaning up a bit. "And just what is that look for, lover?" She asked, but the twinkle in her eyes conveyed she knew just what it meant.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal rumbled lowly at her coy words. He just locked eyes with her. "You are quite clever. I believe you can riddle it out." He said.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smiled, and feigned an expression of surprise. "Why, you're not feeling deprived and frustrated, are you my love?" She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Now, now...can't have that." Still, she made no move towards his cock.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal saw the teasing and noted her continued hesitation. She was now teasing more than he deemed necessary since he had agreed to her game. He flexed his arms to make the leather flex beneath his wrists. He could tell how he could break the leather, he ha already identified the weak point.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smirked as she saw him struggle against his belt. It was only then that she moved up and straddled him, pinning his wrists to the headboard with her bare hands. She didn't take him inside just yet. "Not very sporting, my dear."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal stilled as she shifted stop him. He quickly shifted his hips to slide deep within her with a low groan of satisfaction at feeling her tight heat. He spurted ore within her steadily as he rolled his hips to egg her on into action.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery gasped and moaned loudly as he slid so easily into her tight, wet heat. She looked down at him though with a scolding look. "Darling, I gave you no such leave to enter me," she pointed out.

[notavegetarian]

There was a smirk on his face. "I was anticapating your deepest desire my dear." He rumbled lowly as he continued to rock into her.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smiled down to him, and could not resist the urges of her body to arch down as he rocked into her. She kept his wrists pinned with her hands over the belt that bound him, and leaned back to ride atop him and let him sink his cock deeper inside her. "Ohhh yes...but am I truly so transparent that my desires are so obvious?" She moaned, bouncing up and down to let him thrust harder inside her.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal rocked up into her with a hard force. His dark eyes grew darker with lust as his pleasure began to build rapidly. He would not last much longer.