[he'd stalked into the forest with a collar and chain, but little did he know the collar that alicent would be wearing would be that of the shape of his teeth, outline of his mouth, a shocking contrast of sin and purity. has anyone ever marked her, taken her as he has? a queen so mighty, now with desperation on her tongue. oh, how he'd love to keep her as she is, to give her whatever she asks for so long as he can fuck her whenever he likes. he imagines them together, her bent over the bed with his face full of her pussy, wondering just how long until she breaks.
it's good that she's already broken for him today. broken in and around, kneading into his skin in every which way, making a show of herself. she feeds into how much he feasts, nibbling into the flesh of his mouth and making him sink into her, into the pain and her tight, cum-filled cunt, leaking between her thighs. a mess of each other, red smeared over both their mouths and staining skin.
he wants her to come until she can barely manage a wandering hand, until her lashes are wet with tears and he can lick them up. eager to eat the sounds she makes, his mouth is a dangerous silencer, from her lips to her neck for an unyielding bite.
Yes— [murmurs and moans, impossible to maintain a full sentence without them, on a one track mind of how he has to fulfill her needs. an animal.] I need you— [she's testing him to take her, to hold her down and forbid it, but all he can think about is-] show me how you play with yourself. Make yourself come on me again, I have to feel it. Have to, Alicent.
[and he lets her. watches her make herself come to snatch her hand up afterward, now with both of her wrists held in one hand above her head, elongating her body. so easy to get back into the rhythm of making her come and fucking her through it, her muscles pulsing around his cock, getting him close. he takes over where her hand had been, cupping and massaging her breast, which he can't seem to settle on, giving attention to both in greedy servings, pinching and rubbing her nipples to see which she favors more.]
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it's good that she's already broken for him today. broken in and around, kneading into his skin in every which way, making a show of herself. she feeds into how much he feasts, nibbling into the flesh of his mouth and making him sink into her, into the pain and her tight, cum-filled cunt, leaking between her thighs. a mess of each other, red smeared over both their mouths and staining skin.
he wants her to come until she can barely manage a wandering hand, until her lashes are wet with tears and he can lick them up. eager to eat the sounds she makes, his mouth is a dangerous silencer, from her lips to her neck for an unyielding bite.
Yes— [murmurs and moans, impossible to maintain a full sentence without them, on a one track mind of how he has to fulfill her needs. an animal.] I need you— [she's testing him to take her, to hold her down and forbid it, but all he can think about is-] show me how you play with yourself. Make yourself come on me again, I have to feel it. Have to, Alicent.
[and he lets her. watches her make herself come to snatch her hand up afterward, now with both of her wrists held in one hand above her head, elongating her body. so easy to get back into the rhythm of making her come and fucking her through it, her muscles pulsing around his cock, getting him close. he takes over where her hand had been, cupping and massaging her breast, which he can't seem to settle on, giving attention to both in greedy servings, pinching and rubbing her nipples to see which she favors more.]