[For Jorah/Hannibal] Homecoming

[tyrelltempest]

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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[tyrelltempest]

Margaery whimpered when he stopped suckling her breast. But as he kissed over to the other, she sighed in relief. If Aenar fed from one side and left the other untended, it was sometimes very painful. But the vibrations did indeed send bursts of arousal rising through her. Margaery bucked and moaned beneath him. Suddenly longing to have him fill her.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled and rumbled lowly as she began to writhe beneath him. He continued to drink from her breasts. The milk was indeed quite sweet. He continued to switch back and forth between her breasts.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery continued to roll her hips against his. She felt her body squeezing, growing more tense by the minute. Each suckle of his lips and flick of his tongue had her whining and moaning. Margaery didn't want the children to hear, so one hand came up to cover her mouth in an effort to stifle herself.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked when he heard her moaning and trying to keep herself quiet. He continued to tease and work over her nipples to methodically milk her slowly.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery moaned and writhed, her body fluid and a slave to its feelings and sensations. "Hannibal...Hannibal inside...please!" She begged breathlessly.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal felt how she shifted beneath him and smirked at her plea. One of his hands moved beneath her skirts to slip within her and begin pumping slowly. His other hand shifted up to slip within her mouth. She had not requested where he went inside after all. His mouth did not stop as he continued to suck on each nipple one by one.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery cried out sharply when he filled her mouth and her core with his fingers. She nipped playfully at his fingers as her body arched down, taking his fingers in deeper. She moaned as her core tensed and squeezed, ready to burst at any second. She let his name pour from her lips like a prayer.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as she continued to cry out in pleasure. He doubled his efforts to bring her to a intensely pleasurable orgasm.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery gaped and moaned, her body arching and bucking up into his. As his fingers stroked her and he continued sucking her breasts, Margaery cried out again. Her core gripped and seized before releasing suddenly in a fluid rush that burst from her core. All the while she moaned his name to the heavens ooze abs over again.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smirked as he felt her powerful release. He finally felt her milk slowing and gave a few final licks before pulling away from the sweet tear slowly. He licked his lips and looked deep within her eyes. "Quite sweet and delicious." He complemented.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery took a few minutes to come down from her orgasm. When Hannibal addressed her, she smiled down at him and carded her fingers through his hair. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, I told you the taste would be unique."