. 𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔪𝔢 .

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           𝙉𝙊𝙉-𝙍𝙋 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙂𝙎 / 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼𝙇 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙂𝙎 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝙁𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙊𝙒 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝘽𝙀 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝘾𝙆𝙀𝘿.

—— 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 + errick          prompted by this gif  from the us.fw meme.   with. @lannisterjewel

he could feel her beginning to grow a little more frantic , her breath more ragged and blended with higher-pitched sounds of pleasure , his mouth had been wrapped at the top of her sweet wet cunt whilst two fingers thrust with a pace based on instinctive knowing of her body. he sat up then , with one hand now focussed on stroking his cock ; pace increasing as he fixed hungry eyes on her center and let his thumb move to rub over her cerelle's sensitive clit — "let go , cerelle ," he prompted softly , encouraging her to surrender to the pleasure that was chasing her down. " let me see you , beautiful , " his own imminent climax choking his words ; breath ragged as he squeezed his fist a little tighter around the hot flesh of his cock.

as they had been in this intimate era of their relationship for a few years now , errick could hear the way her voice changed coupled with the bucking of her hips that she was moments from her release — as cerelle arched and ground down against his fingers , her cunt fluttering and clenching and flooding with increased wetness , errick bit back a hard groan of his own. blue eyes moving from her face , twisted in pleasure , to where his fingers slowed inside her and she weakly rode the digits ... and his felt his abdomen tighten , body flooding with heat as he spilled himself across her lower stomach ... cerelle's name on his lips between ragged breaths as his seed coated her abdomen and dripped from his cock almost , but never , upon her cunt.

There was no where to go. Not that she wanted to get away, or that Aeron would let her. The pleasure and pain had quickly become one though she had expected to be split in half at anytime but his cock, and the brutal pace he had set. Drilling into her as if he was a starved man and he was the first food he had encouraged in days.

Lavender eyes flew open at the contact, allowing him to move her face, the action matching the harsh pace he had set, and she whimpered when he slowed down, rocking her hips to get him deeper again, nearly crying at the loss of him. His words though caused her the clench around him once again, hands flying to his body in an attempt to get him closer, nails digging into his flesh. “Yes,” breathless she nodded eagerly, “feeling you spill out deep into me,” a gasp when he hit a particular sensitive spot, allowing one of her hands to drop down to her clit, rubbing it in sloppy circles. “Feeling so full of you,” Her cheeks coloured then, but Viserra refused to look away instead glancing quickly at the sight of his cock sinking into her before looking back into his own eyes. “I enjoy the idea of you spilling your seed into me, putting a babe in me, making me yours and yours only, Uncle.”

he grinned wickedly as her body answered before her words even came forth , his thumb moving to play with the soft swell of her bottom lip as she blushed and confessed as aeron knew she would.   he slowed his pace briefly as her eyes watched the slide of his cock into her body , revelling in the way she seemed to enjoy the sight.   viserra’s last words and her request pulled a growl out of his chest , and her let her leg fall to the side so he could kiss her almost savagely — she’d always been clever & whether she knew it or not , she’d found another lusty weakness with her needy little words.   part of him wanted to gather her flush to him , but he wouldn’t deny her as she played frantically with herself.   as he dragged her legs around his waist and drove himself deep inside her again , he breathed possibly the only sensible words he’d said to her in these moments —  “mmm — would that i could , my darling.   not yet at least ,” the addendum came as a promise but in complete acknowledgement that one day soon he’d simply give in and fuck her until his seed took root inside her eager womb ; the idea was thrilling enough in theory and he could hardly wait until it came to fruition.  after all ... aeron had never been one to adhere to potential consequences , and one day soon one of them would forget about the contraceptive tea.

“ the idea has crossed my mind also.  perhaps i shall spend tonight filling you with my seed , and test how effective that tea of yours is...?”  a dark , growling whisper against her lips —  he smiled evilly then , and fluidly rolled them ; forcing her to sink down on his entire length whilst astride him.  compared to his form , she was a dainty feather atop his body with the softness of her thighs stretched against his own as he bucked his hips up ; rocking her body whilst his hands slipped up to toy with her breasts.   “ have you always been so depravedly needy , sweet niece?   had i known , perhaps i would have joined you during your prayer times and found a better use for your time spent upon your knees ,” aeron suddenly mused aloud , noting that as something else he’d endeavour to do with her when they stole away again under an innocent guise.   aeron continued to roll his hips up into her , pinching dusky little nubs as he did so —  “ come , my treasured sinful little niece — i want you to tremble around my cock as i fill you. let me see how much you enjoy the idea of bearing my child. ”

      —— 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑  & errick          prompted by this gif  from the us.fw meme.   with. @lannisterjewel​

something fell , a candle or lamp maybe?  errick didn’t care.   he hooked a thick , burn-scarred arm under the soft curve of her thigh ; her weight sandwiched between himself and the wall that he’d pinned cerelle against.   one of her hands gripped at a nearby shelf and the other wrapped around his neck as she bounced down onto his thrusts.    they had barely made it ten minutes alone before pointless catching up turned into desperate kisses and the shedding of clothes —  he promised himself in these months that had passed , that the feelings that raged for her would not come back ... he’d lasted moments before his heart rate quickened all over again.

it was almost a perfect relief to feel himself finally inside her again , the so familiar gasp and smile of pleasure as her cunt stretched wonderfully around him ; even her body eagerly welcoming.   errick’s teeth were grazing her collarbone , holding back the urge to leave his mark on her — just drinking in the sounds of bliss she made and the endlessly sweet sounds of shy-pleasure that was chased by a carnal pleased but delicate smile.   gods he knew cerelle so well , he knew her body instinctively despite how many years it had taken for them to find a way to rationalise and safely be fully intimate — it didn’t matter , errick had known those temptress sounds for more than a decade ... sounds he jealously hoped only he could elicit.

though his breath was ragged , the words still came harsh and desperately true against her ear —  “i missed you ,” and of course he didn’t mean this ; he meant her.  her laugh , smile , the smell of her sweat and perfume , the feeling of her skin beneath his hands ; too rough to deservedly touch so a soft beauty. errick pressed himself fully into cunt , wrapping his other arm around her lower back and between the wall ... keeping her close as his pace turned a little more deliberate and deep , shuddering at the sensation of his cock gliding slickly into the unyielding , tight glove that was her clenching and trembling around his length.  errick found her lips in the haze pleasure , her blonde hair falling unruly now around her face , finding himself moaning against her soft lips as they parted and he tasted her mouth ; he didn’t think he’d ever grow tired of any part of her.   “gods , i missed you.”

      —— 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍  & aeron      au.  arranged marriage.        with. @pertinaxism​​      prompt: ( caught!perform )  for the sender to be intimate solo while the receiver watches.

he had slipped early from his bath , having intended to soak for longer but too restless to sit quietly , aeron had dried and dressed himself and made the short way to the chambers he shared with his now wife viserra.    he was still getting used to referring to her as that , but it reasoned it was all so new , aeron paused though when he heard a quiet moan , followed by another one but this one a touch less muffled.     as quiet as possible , illicitly curious now , he slipped inside and took great care in closing the door behind him.   his bare feet more or less soundless as he followed the clear sounds of pleasure that seemed to waft from the curtain-draped bed.   the sheer fabric gave a perfect silhouette as he paused carefully at the corner — her knees cocked sightly up and parted , the arch of her back and her head tossed back in the pillows , her breasts stood out as she arched and gasped ... he was already swelling in his pants when a pleased smile crossed his features at the sight , palming his cock as he watched his new wife tease and pleasure herself.    his niece was still shy in this realm ... which he understood & expected for a young woman who’s maidenhood had been given up on their wedding night barely a month earlier. to see her like this , freer and enjoying her body — his eyes glittered with lust , blood thundering in his veins as he savoured the unintentional show.

aeron quietly slipped out of the robe he’d worn from the baths , leaving him in just his loose small clothes and edged closer so he could see through the parted curtains unobstructed — her eyes were closed , making the illicit intimate yet unintentional show all the more thrilling.   he freed himself from the fabric and wrapped a hand around the straining hardness of his cock , stroking slowly and deliberately as he raked his eyes from her face , to her breasts and the taught nipples , following her arm down between her spread thighs — her knees fallen open now.   he gripped the base of his cock and bit his lip against a moan ,  gazing hungrily as two of viserra’s dainty fingers thrust insistently into her cunt — her hips rising to meet each movement.   aeron peered on , thumb spreading his pre-arousal around the sensitive head of his cock , her other hand moving to cup her breast and tease one of the dainty nubs he desperately wished he could wrap his lips around.   the litany of sounds , rising and falling as she pleasured herself , made him feel hot all over — almost making him want to break his cover.  almost.

she let out a particularly loud gasp , and his eyes flicked back as he watched he bury her fingers as deep as possible , and toy with her clit as she did so.  watching her chase down her own release , teasing herself and frustrating herself all in one was a treat he’d have to inquire to see again.   then her hand was moving at a frantic pace , the other pinching and rolling her nipple as he fingers slipped into her cunt relentlessly ...  aeron quickened his own pace in turn , eagerly waiting for his niece to climax before him —  and then she moaned , almost whined , one of the phrases that always seemed to break him (whether she knew that yet or not);  “uncle , please—”  her tone dripping with neediness and arousal , brow creased in a concentrated expression as she bucked her hips against her fingers.    he gripped hard at the base of his cock then , halting the approach of his own orgasm , and instead quickly moved from his place to the bed and ... before she could pull herself out of the haze she had been in ; aeron knew she was close to her climax , but he couldn’t help but move her hand away in favour of wrapping his lips around the sensitive little clit and thrusting two of his much larger fingers into her dripping , deliciously tight cunt with swift ease ... not even giving her a moment to understand as he matched her prior pace and mercilessly flicked his tongue against her nub —  first he’d taste her as she shook and trembled on his fingers and against his tongue , and then he’d gather her close and slide himself into her whilst she was too sensitive to breathe.

       —— 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍  & aeron          prompted by this gif  from the us.fw meme.   with.  @pertinaxism​

viserra’s hands flew from her breasts to her mouth , smothering guttural and sudden sounds of pleasurable pain — aeron had quite impulsively lifted her leg to his chest , gripping fiercely at the softness of her thigh as he drove the entire length of his cock into her mercilessly ; hips flush together as he anchored her tightly against him ; with no theoretical escape.  he watched with a delighted kind of wickedness as her eyes first rolled up a little and then closed as she shuddered against him , the head of his cock pressed against the deepest part of her cunt and each muscle tightening and tensing and trembling around his hardness.  holding himself deep inside her as aeron possessively marvelled over her form , ego and affections inflated as he watched the way her body just surrendered to the delicious assault of sensations.    each time her needy utterances of how good it felt to have him inside her reached his ears , it turned him a little more... savage.   he would leave bruises on her upper thigh this time , he’d already made them in fact.  aeron pressed a contradictorily tender kiss to the back of viserra’s calf as he ground his hips as if trying to press them closer.

after the moment passed he would smother her in affection and care , concerned he was too rough in his handling of his lovely fair niece... but for now he slipped out deliberately only to repeat the savage thrust ; his teeth nipping her calf as he watched the way the breath seemed to be pressed up and out of her lungs : strangling the gasping moan of pleasure.   his eyes drifted down between them to where her wetness glinted on her thighs and coated his cock as it disappeared into her eagerly oversensitive body — viserra was always unbelievably drenched at his touches , and that only fuelled his passions for her more.    there was something about watching her like this that set something for too improper alight in his brain , and before he could think the words through ... he’d moved one hand from her thigh and leaned slightly to cup her face and force her to look at him — his purple-gold hues hidden by large and carnally inflamed pupils ;  “i want you to say it this time , tell me the truth ... you wouldn’t lie to me , would you?”  he prompted softly , darkly , shallower thrusts now so he could hear her ,   “you enjoy the feeling of me spilling my seed inside you , don’t you?  i see the way you quiver and pull me closer ...  you enjoy the feeling of it filling you , deep inside you , don’t you my little raven?”

        —— 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍  & aeron         prompted by this gif  from the us.fw meme.   with.  @gevidana​

aemelia had been so insistent with him ; begging him with a pouted lip as she looked pleadingly , needily , at him through thick eyelashes with that sweet face that melted him... and aeron could deny her nothing — they both knew that.   his reservation came from fear of causing her harm or displeasure ; aemelia was only to be harmed in that special way only he was allowed to , ways that she enjoyed and craved and left her wet and trembling.   she arched back against him , rolling her hips to encourage aeron to press his oil slicked fingers deeper into the tightness of her ass — and so he worked a third digit carefully and gently , driving a throaty moan from her lips as he murmured little bits of praise mixed with gentle chiding at how fervently she chased sensations.   aeron watched the little crease of her brow as she grew used to the additional stretch ; the way her lips parted in a small 'o' — her body displaying how eagerly curious she was for the new sensation of fullness.    she was always so eager , sometimes too eager , and he loved that , she was his and made for him — and he was made for her ; their bodies were too effortless together to dare deny that fact.

so many pleasures were denied young women , and so aeron would refuse her nothing ... if nothing else , woe and death be to any other man who dared attempt take on the mantle of the one who would guide his sister through the intimate experiences she craved , he was that man.    aemelia soon grew greedy once more , rolling her hips and wriggling against him , pleading for more, more.    “soon , my darling girl , soon.   but first you must promise again that you will behave for me , and tell me if i must stop.”     he'd demanded that of her... before he'd agree , because aeron was blessed and cursed with well-endowment and his darling aemelia was a petite little thing after all.    there was a way to meet pleasure and pain together , and rushing this would not be the way.

once she agreed once more , aeron carefully let his fingers slip from her body and , as he pressed lingering kisses to her sweat-tinged flesh , guided his sister to gather her legs a little closer to her chest.  his cock rested snug against the gorgeous wetness of aemelia's well-used (and well-worshipped) cunt , and then — oil slicked and rigid with an almost unholy possessive need for her , aeron angled the tip of his cock to press just against the unbelievable tightness of her ass.    a strangled growl bubbled up past his lips as the little ring of sensitive muscle suddenly gave way , the head of his cock slipping inside the forbidden , snug passage.   the sensation enough to make him almost see stars & could feel the sweat slicking his brow , but he did keep enough sense to keep his eyes fixed , both in concern and unashamedly voyeuristically , upon aemelia's features ; beautiful — utterly exquisite to him.    aeron stilled his hips there , not pressing forth as he felt her muscles flutter and tense around him ... he peppered her skin with kisses and her body with soft touches.   aemelia’s hand suddenly reached over and grasped at his thigh fiercely. “breathe gentle , my love," he laid his hand over hers and interlaced her fingers with his , words of encouragement (but not expectation) rushing against aemelia's ear.

The touching, the kissing, his fingers between her thighs first before being quickly followed by his tongue, all of it had been unintentional- though was she not always in the mood for sex around Aeron? His voice, his scent, both enough to make her wet on their own. And just when she had thought she was spent for the night his hard cock ground into her, brushing against her clit perfectly, causing a loud moan to leave her lips and with his encouragement, her own hips began rolling over him, spreading her wetness along his small clothes until they were soaked from her previous releases he had brought her. 

hands lightly traveled along his chest, nails scraping whenever and wherever she pleased, the intent to mark him, show any ladies who wished to watch him train tomorrow that he did, in fact, already belong to someone. “You,” A whimper, her right hand moving to the space between their bodies, slipping into his small clothes and wrapping around his hard cock which only caused her to squirm slightly in anticipation of what would come, what he was waiting for her to ask. “I want you, Aeron. All of you. I want to feel your cock nestled perfectly in my cunt, I want to feel your seed spilling into me.” Be damned with the consequences, Viserra needed to feel every single thing he could give to her. She needed to be his entirely, in every way he would take her. 

She worked his cock out of the top of his small clothes, letting herself grind against his length, peppering kisses along his neck, up his jaw and on his lips. “Please Aeron,” Her words were needy as they left her mouth, a moan following the next roll of her hips. “I need you.”

aerons’ lips had moved to her neck as she spoke , sensation-drunk and needy , her desires to him ; his body reacting to the soft warmth of her fingers wrapping around him , and he felt his cock throb in her hand.  more words spilled from her lips , all the words he wanted and now adored hearing (he’d make a note to ask her to speak so again).   aeron was a rough lover , passionate and the one who would often leave bruises from his grip or little red bite marks of possession upon an inner thigh — but this night he’d found himself in a different kind of mood.    his large hands roved up and down her back , wrapped tight around each other save for the small room where her hand freed his hardness from the small clothes ; she gripped him tight in return then... naked flesh pressed his own and hips shifting flush to his so he could feel the slickness and heat of her cunt sliding effortlessly against his cock.  

his head tilted as her soft lips petalled kisses and moans and a soft yet demanding pleas.  “ hold tight to me , my little raven ,” aeron said against her ear with a soft smile lost in the now unruly waves of dark hair , then lifted them both just enough so he could pull away the unlaced and loosened smallclothes , and just enough to slide back slightly.  he gathering her close in his lap and guided her legs to help support her atop him , aeron did not move to change their positions ; having no intention of letting viserra slip from the intensely intimate embrace ... it was intoxicating to him to have her so close.  aeron let out a small laugh as the lifting movement clearly caught his niece by surprise , but the sweet & brief moment of humour gave way to the far more illicit sensation of the head of his cock catching snugly at viserra’s tightness — a brief hint of what was to come.

“ look at me , ” aeron demanded tenderly , one hand pressed firm and possessive and protective on her back , fingers tangling in the dark locks and stealing another kiss.   he shifted again , lifting her just and angling himself so , as she settled properly against him once more , he could feel the hot , wet , and perfect stretch of viserra’s cunt welcoming his cock eagerly and almost greedily.   “ let me see your face while my cock fills you , perfect darling viserra —” he praised softly , his voice a deep baritone rumbling despite the endless layers of pleasure colouring his words.

—— 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 & errick prompted by this gif from the us.fw meme. with. @lannisterjewel flashback starter ≈10-5 years ago , kings landing.

when master blacksmith jode had left the forge under the care of him apprentice and bastard errick waters , errick knew this was not what he was supposed to be doing. there was a list of inventory to check , the second furnace needed scrubbing , and more to do before end of day tomorrow ... but it was cerelle. as it had been for... years now ; the only delicate creature he'd met that managed to drive him to distraction. and a noble-born no less. he'd given up completely on attempting to make sense of it , given his bias against the nobles and how they'd often treated him ... when he looked at her however , he saw none of that. errick could only see her.

the shop shut , he wasn't completely without wits , he'd drawn her into his arms and slipped into the chambers reserved for master jode. the walls of the building were thick and held their semi-choked sounds of pleasure , errick so gruff and rough of hand often found himself treating her with more care than he'd expect of himself ... that didn't mean that his passions for her were hidden by any means , evidenced by the way he kissed her desperately and hard , with one fiercely cupping her breast and rolling the nipple between calloused fingertips. at the same time erricks fingers moved with wicked care between her thighs , the head of his cock nudging against the drenched heat of her cunt — barely pressing into her , he didn't dare , but gods he wanted to and he could hear it in the tone of her sweet lusty moans that cerelle wanted it too.

oh yes , they had been here before , fighting a battle with desire and reason. errick gasped against her lips as he let his hand move to hold her waist , grinding his hips to feel the dizzying sensation of his cock sliding perfectly against her slick sensitive folds. ❝ gods , don't— ❞ he growled , somewhat weakly and without much (if any) conviction , as he realised her hand was moving between their bodies ; he knew what she was doing ... like a little sinful dance only they knew. cerelle's soft deliberate fingers wrapped around his length to hold him pressed barely into her tightness , stroking him but simultaneously almost coaxing him inside of her — and errick had to bite his own lip to halt himself from the instinctive motion of thrusting perfectly home. errick's voice was a rough groan , words breathed against the skin of her throat as his eyes closed , swallowed by the sensation of her hand on him and the wetness of her arousal coating the head of his cock. yes , cerelle was a delicate creature , yet somehow so innocently and instinctively wicked ; in the best of ways. ❝ — why do you tease me so , hm? ❞

for @pertinaxism​ ; princess viserra velaryon  ft. AERON TARGARYEN           gif prompt —  5c  ( m / f )

when aeron had come to visit his niece , or half-niece by technicality , aware that aegon had made some foul & drunken comments again at viserra’s expense , the sun had brushed against the horizon barely.   somehow the time and light had drained away as they spoke , and drifted closer , and found touches lingering ... then escalating.   minutes and now hours had disappeared , lost between them as aeron’s hands travelled over her body and her nails grazed over his , her fingers seeking & interlocking fiercely yet tenderly as his tongue curled against the sensitive flesh between her thighs — purple-gold eyes flicking up as the sounds from her mouth grew breathy and happily delirious (aeron skilfully and tenderly bringing her to climax twice — candles burning much lower when she finally, but weakly, tugged at his silver locks with a soft cry of being too sensitive for more).      with the stars winking and the night fully upon then , aeron had peppered her in soft kisses and touches , letting her pull him tight against her as she panted and trembled with lingering waves of pleasure.   he had come to see her with the intent of bringing a smile to her face... and viserra certainly seemed to beam in a softened state of satisfaction, her lips slightly parted in a breathy smile and eyes lustily hooded.  viserra was truly a gorgeous beauty, but that was a fact already known to him before now.

his lips fluttered against her jaw as his arms curved underneath her nude body, gathering her close , it was easy task to lift her into his embrace and carry her from the plush loveseat they had been upon, to her untouched bed — aeron treading carefully as to not step on her discarded robe but carelessly kicking his own garments aside.  viserra’s legs came up around his waist , stealing a kiss as her fingers moved commandingly through his hair ...   aeron would have been contented to lay her in the fine bedding , perhaps disappear again between the softness sweetness of her thighs and allow her to drift off into a well-pleasured sleep.   but the way she clung to him so firmly , pressing herself against his small-clothes (the only item of clothing between the two bodies) — he found himself sitting on the bed with viserra atop his lap and not wanting to leave.  aeron bit back a deep moan as he felt the heat of her cunt settle directly against his cock , his small-clothes barely a barrier and her wetness dampening the fabric.  his arms were purposeful and firm , pinning her body to his own and revelling in the intimate warmth of their skin , feeling her nipples hard against his chest and the heavy thud of her heart.    his grasp was a touch possessive , holding her unflinchingly close and arching against viserra , his hips rolling up as his roughened hand lovingly sculpted over the roundness of her ass ; encouraging her to grind freely down against him , and the way aeron’s lips hovered over hers as if catching every moan and gasp.   “tell me what you want , viserra — let me make you happy,” aeron rumbled to her , arousal choking his own voice as the words filled the small space between them & he stole a kiss before she could respond , unable to help himself... “let me show you how beautiful you are , my raven-haired niece — it is long overdue.”

Branden had been patient with her, more patient than she had ever expected a husband to be. It was almost hard to believe she had been so nervous to be with him once. It was his gentleness that gave her the confidence to pull him closer, to move her hips against him. There was no expectation in his intimacy and it made her want him more. Her heart still beat as quickly as it had when he first undressed her after their wedding, but now with a pleased excitement instead of apprehension.

A shudder ran down her spine as he pressed into her, unable to keep a shallow gasp from escaping at the feeling. The muscles in her stomach tensed, the beginning of the knot that she knew would build into intense in a delicious release. Adelaide shook her head, not quite trusting her voice. “I want you to keep going. Please.” They were so close, she couldn’t stop now nor did she have any desire to. Any trepidation she had felt the night of their wedding had been replaced with a newfound sense of curiosity and desire. A want to be closer to her husband, to share the intimacy of a husband and wife.

Emboldened, the leg guided around him by his gentle hand pressed against him, physically echoing her words of encouragement as it pressed him closer to her. A need building deep inside her for more of him. Pink lips parted against his in a soft moan as her leg guided him further into her. Not all the way, but each inch sending a new wave of pleasure through her as she stretched and reflexively tightened around him. Her hand still cradled his face as she pressed her forehead to his, eyes closed to take in the heady mix of sensations and emotions of this new intimacy. She was breathless, each fall and then rise of her bringing her nipples tantalizingly close to brushing his own chest. “Please,” a sweet plea from the Lady of Winterfell. 

adelaide’s voice was different , rough from passion and need , confirming that she wanted more.  his hips had been still between hers — hand massaging her thigh and the other now coming up to push some sweat dampened hair from her fair face.   when he felt her leg curling against him , encouraging him to press into her , branden brushed his lips against her throat in a soft kiss and allowed her to pull him close , sliding slowly into the tight heat of her core ... it was difficult to maintain his own control with the sensation of her muscles so snug around him , the little sounds she made ; his own form trembled a little dancing between control and pleasure.  he adored the way she clung to him , desiring closeness as well as her physical needs — branden’s nose brushed against hers as their lips hovered close , hitched breaths and soft sounds of new pleasure mingling in the air between them.

his hand held firmer now at her thigh , exercising a level of possessive affection as he cupped her cheek , sliding slowly but deliberately into her as she urged him on a sweet and soft voice.  “you are doing so well ,” the words came as a soft , soft whisper , filled with a protective praise that he had developed for his sweet southron wife , “so lovely ,” his whole body felt hot and heady , though close ; he could see her brow creasing as she drank in the new experience , the new desires ...  his thrusts remained shallow , allowing her to adjust to him and to how it felt to be so purely intimate with another ... allowing the sensations of pleasure to rise steadily , he could feel her growing more aroused and wet for him , her body carnally eager.   branden’s arm then moved under the small arching of her back , drawing her so her breasts were pressed against his own chest ; each breath and movement from either of them causing a tantalising friction of sensitive nipples against sweat-slicked flesh.

branden melted into the way she held him so desperately close , not wanting to be separated at all from the man she now called husband.  he stole another soft kiss , and then , with a final roll of his hips , slid his cock fully inside her , pressing through the slightly resistance as he claimed her maidenhood ; the guttural sound that came from his lips managed to steal all the breath from his lungs immediately ; shuddering full bodied with sheer pleasure at the feeling of her cunt so tight and wonderfully perfect around him.   as much as he wanted , needed to move ; branden held himself motionless and peppered adelaides cheeks , nose and lips with kisses.

for @ladyfaiir​ ; lady adelaide stark née malus ft. BRANDEN STARK —  V. ARRANGED MARRIAGE AU.            gif prompt —  16a  ( m / f )

it had taken some time to get here , time which branden offered readily without issue.  intimacy was something not to be forced , not in his opinion , so what had started as sharing a bed , holding each other , being naked with roaming hands ... it had lead to this moment.   branden had no qualms putting off consummating their marriage for some time , despite his urges and desires as a man wed to a beautiful young wife.   their room was warm , warm enough that the layers of fur had been pushed aside ; body heat rising as branden’s hands moved between her thighs , her soft sounds lost in tender , slow kisses.   adelaide’s hands had grown bolder each night they spent in their marital bed , sometimes guided by branden and other times so instinctively perfect he wound find himself nearly climaxing with her hand caressing and stroking his cock.   their bodies had grown closer , arms wrapped around one another tightly and securely , passion and attraction blossoming between the two as she tugged him closer ... and then wrapped her arms around him and pulled him atop her.   instantly her body arched against his , hips bucking as his hardness grazed over her cunt by chance , wetness coating his hot flesh and causing him to let out a soft moan.

branden gently rolled his hips , sliding slickly against her in a deliciously intimate fashion , and he felt her hands grasp at his face to attack his lips in a needy kiss.   he could feel how her flexed her hips up , silently chasing the unknown sensation of him inside of her as the teasing grinding continued ; both bodied writhing against the other —  she was soaked and sensitive to every touch , and he slipped his hands to cup her thigh and gently guide it to hook around him ; opening her thighs a little more so he could settle between them.  his new wife had made no moves to stop him , on the contrary she seemed to arch and whimper into the touches as they escalated —  his hand slipped between their bodies , purposefully guiding his cock to rub firmly against her center , pausing for a moment as he held his length only just pressing against the burning heat of her cunt ... a gasping groan was bit back by the northern lord , feeling her stretch around the tip of his cock as he removed his hand to gently , carefully press into her core , “sweet wife,” he whispered against her lips , kissing her tenderly —  “i will stop if it pains you,” he promised her , making no attempt to savagely thrust into her ; even his hand cupping her thigh was strong but gentle ; thumb rubbing small massaging circles against the soft flesh.