Disclaimer : Game of Thrones is the property of George R.R Martin, of David Benioff and of D.B Weiss. The only character I own in this is Dan ( a friend's self insert ),
Summary : Easter was known for its treats. [SMUT STORY]
Author's note : English isn't my native language, it's french, so if you spot any weird things or errors, feel free to correct me.
WARNING ! THIS DRABBLE CONTAINS SEXUAL SCENES AND THEMES ! IF YOU ARE NOT AT EASE WITH THIS, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SKIP TO ANOTHER STORY.
Easter treat
Dan had to say he was surprised, but in a pleasant way, to see Sansa dressed up as an animal. He looked at her, a lusty smile on his lips, as she approached him. Her fiery hair was down, some locks of it covering her bare breasts, the top of her head decorated with pink bunny ears. She wore a matching thong, with a bunny tail strapped to it. Until he realized it was a butt plug she stuck between the fabric and herself, if they wanted to use it later on.
"Happy Easter!" She cheerfully said
"Someone seems hungry."
"I'm a horny hungry little bunny."
He laughed and let her expert hands undo his clothes, enjoying the contact of her tongue on his manhood. She was being so good at it he tried his best not to climax here and there. He took her bunny plug.
"You are quite the naughty thing."
She only smiled. He turned her over and started to prepare her ass for what was going to happen. He didn't expect her to moan in delight when he inserted the object. Of course, he knew she would not cry out in pain, but he didn't expect her to actually crave it that bad.
"Naughty indeed."
She kept smiling, even laughed a bit when he playfully spanked her once or twice before he penetrated her from behind. He felt her walls tightening instantly, how wet she actually was. He started to move slowly, only for her to shut her eyes in pleasure. It felt amazing, having him filling her womanhood while the plug was in her ass, to feel both rubbing against each other inside.
"More..." She whispered
He went faster, making her moan again.
"Treat me like your whore..."
He grabbed her by her hair, making sure he didn't hurt her. He could see how aroused she was, how close she was. He went as fast as he could, feeling her juices slide down his cock. Her words filled with a mixture of love and lust didn't help either and soon, he released himself inside of her. As she laid by his side, masturbating for the pleasure of seeing his semen pouring out of her, she whispered in his ear:
"Let's do that every Easter."
He couldn't agree more with the idea.
The End