[For Jorah/Hannibal] Homecoming

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In Essos, Daenerys had given birth to a healthy and lively baby girl. She had her father's dark eyes but the light hair and full face of her mother. It was shortly after her birth that a letter arrived from across the Shivering Sea - too far for a raven to fly. It came from King's Landing and bared the Bolton seal. The letter invited Daenerys back to Westeros, but not to reclaim the Iron Throne. Apparently, Hannibal Bolton had taken control of King'sLanding, and the Starks had all but been demolished. The Lannisters, in turn, had also been eradicated.

Daenerys was shocked. But more than that, she suspected treason. As did Tyrion Lannister. With her newborn daughter to her breast, Daenerys took council with Jorah, Grey Worm, Missandei and Tyrion.

"Who does this Bolton think he is?" She snapped. "Inviting me back without promising to relinquish the throne to me? It is mine by birthright, I will not allow some savage northman to take what is mine."

Lannister, Baratheon, Bolton - the name didn't matter. A thief was a thief.

"If he took King's Landing and defeated the Lannister army, my queen, then we can conclude that he indeed has a powerful army of his own," Tyrion pointed out.

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A few weeks had gone by, and Margaery's belly had begun to swell only slightly with their fourth child. Of course Olenna could spot this a mile away and was already declaring name options. Aenar was with the pair of them while they took tea in the gardens overlooking the ocean. The boy was now sitting up on his own in his mother's lap, but still feed from her breast. The twins were studying with their tutors.

"So tell me child," Olenna sipped her tea. "What is your husband's intention by inviting the Targaryen girl back here?"

Aenar cooed when Roose came close and he patted his hands over the dragon's nose. Margaery glanced up to her grandmother, who added more to her question.

"Don't tell me he means to surrender his throne to her, now that they have a confirmed common lineage?" Olenna scoffed.

"Certainly not, grandmother," Margaery replied sharply. "Do you honestly think my husband is the type of man to relinquish power? No. But if you're so curious, all him yourself, he should be joining us shortly."

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[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled as she walked away before pulling her close. "Did my earlier praises not count?" He teased before peppering her nose with kisses. "You are the most beautiful woman in the universe. You grow more beautiful with each new thing I learn about you." He said.

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Margaery smiled. "They count, but you know how I love hearing your eloquent words and how you praise me." She kissed the corner of his mouth.

She hesitated a moment, pulling Aenar from her breast and lifting him to her shoulder to burp him. "Perhaps, my love, after this child, we might take a break? From conceiving I mean." Of course she didn't want the sex to stop. "I just...do not want to give birth so many times that my core loses its tightness."

That, and giving birth was risky. With each child they conceived, the more likely the possibility that she would die giving birth.

[notavegetarian]

At first Hannibal chuckled. "I think the gods have blessed you to always be tight." He said before he saw the concern in her eyes. He grew quiet before leaning in to kiss her temple tenderly. "I have been looking into alternatives other than moon tea that would allows tonsil enjoy each other without conceiving again so quickly. I love each of our children, but I do look forward to the thought of having your breasts all to myself once more." He said with a teasing wink.

He too was concerned that she might not survive too many more births at the rate they were going.

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Margaery smiled, comforted by his words. She laughed at his last remark. "It had indeed been some years since you've had my breasts all to yourself, hasn't it?"

Aenar gave a soft cry, as though protesting and claiming his innocence. Margaery smiled and kissed the baby.

"Your son apparently disagrees," she chuckled.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as he tenderly kissed the top of his young sons head. "Have no fear my son. It is not your fault for hogging your mothers perfect breasts. I know how enjoyable they can be." He said soothingly.

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Margaery gently swatted Hannibal's chest. "Hush with that! Bad enough you made Rhys your wingman, or children do not need to know ways of lust just yet."

She smirked playfully to Hannibal all the same. "But perhaps, if you're curious, you might taste of my milk and see how it differs between each pregnancy."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal took the swat as if nothing had happened. Her words were met with a grin befor his eyes danced with delight. "It is never too early to learn that it exists." He began before his eyes drifted down to her chest. "I am quite certain this will be the most unique flavor of them all. After his next feeding I will give my opinion." He said.

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Margaery smiled and kissed his jaw to whisper in his ear. "It should be sweeter, considering there is only one child feeding." She teased before moving to rock Aenar in her arms. "There we are, little love. Do you want to see your Mimi?"

Aenar yawned and buried himself against his mother. Margaery laughed. "I'll take that as a 'no' - just as stubborn as your father."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked before giving his son a wink and leaning in to Margaery. "Withal second growing within you it should be unique as well." He confirmed.

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Margaery's brows lifted and she smiled. "Very true, I hadn't considered that." She held Aenar up to his father despite the baby's protest cries. "Take him to his great-grandmother, I think I'll lay down for a bit before lunch." She winked before rising to return to their tent.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal held his son for a moment before looking very seriously at him. "Now Aenar. I know how much you enjoy being in our arms. I want you to be on your best behavior and sit with Mimi quietly. Papa wants some time with Mama." He said. Aenar fussed a bit but stretched and sighed as he closed his eyes like he was taking a nap.

Hannibal chuckled and kissed his forehead. "That is my clever boy." He praised. He carried Aenar to Olenna. "Someone has requested to join in the fun over here." He said.

He then looked over his older children's cooking. "Did both of you place seasoning on the meat?" He asked. They nodded and answered yes quickly. "It looks very good. I am proud of both of you." He said before kissing the tops of their heads.

He then made his way towards the tent that had been set up to join Margaery.

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Olenna gave Hannibal a slight look as he handed over Aenar. But of course she was only too happy to take the youngest in her arms.

Margaery in the meanwhile had laid down on the cot in the tent. She closed her eyes and let her hair fall in a dark halo around her head - putting on the facade that she fully intended to sleep. But she couldn't disguise the smile on her face.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal ignored the glare and continued towards the tent. He stood over Margaery and just took in her beauty. He saw the grin and knew she was faking, but he was going to move carefully so as to not 'wake' her.

He opened his shirt to show his strong chest to her. He then leaned over her slowly to leave a tender trail of kisses up the center of her body. He kissed over her clothes breasts and nipped at the fair skin there teasingly.

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Margaery smiled more when he approached. Her back arched slowly, letting his lips work over her breasts even through the cloth of her dress. She sighed softly, sleepily. Slowly her hand came to his back and pulled him closer. Letting him settle over her own body. Softly she sighed his name in her fake sleep.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as he continued the tender kisses. He teased over her breasts and nipples slowly. He would not stop until she spoke or made a demand of him.

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Her nipples were sensitive, and she couldn't help gasping out loud and sitting up a bit when she felt his lips tease her nipples. She smiled down to him though and pushed her fingers through his hair. Pulling him up to her breast, arching her back to let him move the fabric as he liked.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal left the fabric right where it was for now. He wanted to continue reading her through the fabric for a bit longer.

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Margaery moaned softly and ran her hand over his hair, resting it at the back of his skull to draw him in. She didn't want him to pull his mouth from her sensitive breasts. She wanted more.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal resisted the pill to tease and work her up even more. He slowly eased in closer and nipped at her soft, luscious breasts teasingly. He was slowly easing them out of her dress to have more direct access to tease her more directly.

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Margaery gasped and moaned, arching her body and moaning his name as he teased her breasts with lips and tongue. When he started maneuvering her breasts free of her dress, Margaery gave an elated sigh. "Hannibal...oh gods...more..." she begged.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked at her strong reaction. He flicked his tongue over each of her sensitive nipples teasingly. He wanted her to be freely leaking her milk before he indulged.

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Margaery gasped and her body arched suddenly. She felt her body quiver and quake, milk began leaking from her breasts, she felt it drip from her nipples down along the swell of her breasts. "Yes...gods, my love. Drink from me..." she begged.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked at her plea. His lips slowly wrapped around one of her nipples and began to suckle tenderly on it and draw her sweet milk out.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery felt her core tightening as he suckled her nipple. Her body fluttered as her milk leaked from her breast. Margaery whimpered in arousal and her body pressed up against his. Wanting more contact, her hips grinding against his and sending sparks surging through her body.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibals chuckled lowly, which would send waves of pleasure moving through her as it added natural vibrations to what she was feeling. He slowly pulled back from he breast he was on, only to slowly kiss his way over to the second. He did not want either breast feeling neglected.