[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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[tyrelltempest]

"Conned indeed," she maintained her innocence, but the mischief in her eyes was plain enough. "As if I could ever outsmart you, my love."

She tilted her head back as he kissed and nipped her neck. Offering more skin, sighing in delight and softly begging for more.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as he continued to tease along the side of her neck. He slowly worked his way up to her ear to nibble on it playfully. His hands became more eager slowly but surely as she enjoyed her victory over him.

[tyrelltempest]

Her body arched into his touch. She loved his hands fondling her breasts, sending tingling heat washing through her. "Yes...Mmmm, yes Hannibal..." she moaned. She looked forward to claiming her reward for winning the bet. But for now,this was sublime.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal enjoyed how she arched beneath him. His hand tugged on the secret seams to pop the leather straps across her chest only open. Her hips were still quite secure and being pressed by the stones. The top half had a separate release point than the bottom.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery gasped as the cold air suddenly hit her chest. But she leaned up and pressed her body against his, pinning his hands between their chests as her hips continually rubbed against his. "Gods...yes, Hannibal-!"

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal groaned lowly when she pressed into him as his lips continued to tease along the side of her slender neck. He would not say it, but he could not remove the rest of her gift outfit.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery arched her body, pressing into him, moaning and writhing as her hips rubbed insistently. She wanted the leather gone. She wanted him inside her. "Hannibal..." she begged. "Take me...let me conceive again, my love. Fill me!"

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked at her words. "I love hearing such a strong, dominant woman beg so beautifully." He rumbled lowly into her ear.

His hands shifted to pull the seam and fully release her from the leather straps.

[tyrelltempest]

She barely heard him speak as he released the leather. Margaery cried out as she was suddenly freed, her fluids dripping, almost gushing down her thighs. She seized either side of his jaw and kissed him hard.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled lowly into the kiss as he finally filled her with his cock and began to fuck her hard and deep.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery clutched him close and wrapped her legs around him to bring him in deeper. She cried out, arching against him. "Yes!! Oh God...Hannibal-! Don't stop, fill me, give me another child!" She begged softly.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled her name as he fucked her deep. He had no intention of slowing down now that he was going. If anything he grew rougher with his thrusts as he felt his cock being gripped so tightly by her walls.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery, now queen as he had promised, was determined to fight and maintain her dominance. She clutched him tight between her legs and flipped him over, pinning him to the couch and bouncing relentlessly atop him. She gripped his shoulders tight as she leaned down and kissed him deep.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled when she managed to flip them over. His eyes filled with fire and lust as he firmly gripped her hips and slammed as deep within her as he could in this new angle. Gods she was feisty and wonderful.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery's eyes met his with her own desire and passion. She dropped her hips hard as he slammed in so deep. Her entire core seized around his cock as she rode him. Margaery leaned down and kissed him hard, continuously moving her hips and moaning as he filled her so deep.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal rumbled lowly as he felt how tightly she was clinging to him. His hands gripped her hips firmly before he thrust deeply within her a few more times and filled her with his seed. He was indeed gripping her hips firmly and there might be slight bruise marks there for a day or so.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery bounced down hard, taking him in deep as he thrust so hard inside her. Her body arched and she tipped her head back as she cried out. Her entire body burst with heat and tingling pleasure that shot through her. Margaery melted into him, her core serving to become one with his cock; she didn't know where he ended and she began.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal growled lowly as he remained buried deep within her. He pulled her down to press their bodies together as he kissed her deeply. He pulled back as he tenderly rubbed his thumb over her cheek. "You will tell me when you are with hold again?" He asked.

[tyrelltempest]

Her hands tenderly came to his chest and kissed him back. She chucked softly at his words and nodded. "Of course, my love. I will be only too happy to announce when we are expecting our next child."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled as he shifted to stand and carry her to their bed. He laid her down and held her close. "I look forward to it my love." He said before he looked into her eyes. "Tomorrow we will flay those incestuious lions and put them on display on either side of the drawbridge to the red keep. They will serve as a warning to those who enter. I will have my men keep them alive for at least one week before allowing their bodies to give up." He said. "Archers will keep the crows away.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery wrapped her arms around him as he carried her to the bed. She laughed as he laid her down and nuzzled her forehead against his. Margaery trembled with delight as he detailed how they would punish the Lannisters. She kissed him hard and arched her body against his. "Mmmm, if you're trying to arouse me again for a second round, lover, there's no need." She nipped his jaw. "But I do so love hearing you plan the destruction and torment of our enemies."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as he continued to hold her close. "I was telling you so that you could be more mindful of what you decide to wear tomorrow." He said. He expected her to be by his side with their children and to participate in the flaying of Cersei. He wanted her to show the people that she should not be crossed either.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smirked and kissed him deep. "Something in red perhaps? Something low cut with my back exposed - you did say once that my fashion sense was nearly trendsetting," she chuckled.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked at that. "The new symbol of desire carving the old for pleasure. Quite fitting." He said as he rolled atop her and kissed her deeply.

***

The next morning thousands had gathered before the gates to see the final justice being met out to the last of the Lannister's. Hannibal was wearing dark leather with hints of red in the fabric. The Lannister's were drug to opposite sides of the bridge and placed in special stands that would allow Hannibal to cut them easily. He raised his flaying blade into the air to quiet down the gathered crowed. "I want to begin by thanking all of you who were brave enough to assist in the punishment of these two. Now begins the final step of their punishment. I will leave it to you, which should loose their hide first?" He would wait to hear who the crowd wanted to see skinned alive first.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery emerged from the red keep with Hannibal. She was clad in a dark red gown with dark leather detailwork and a leather corset. Rhys and Reina were held securely on her arms, clad in red with dark shirts. Margaery looked out on the crowd as they responded to his question: "Cersei! Cersei!!" They cried out.