Hello everyone! This is my first smut-based story. The Queen and a Lady will be mostly sexual based but will still have a story to go along with it. Porn with plot as they say.

Not too much going on in this first chapter, but is a setup for a lot more to come. Hope you all enjoy it.

I don't own anything.

Bran sighed as he once again missed the target. No matter how hard he tried it just wasn't coming to him. Even with all of the time he put in, he still felt so much inferior than his elder brothers. Even if they always tried to cheer him up by saying that they were slow on picking up archery as well when they were younger.

A comforting hand on his shoulder brought him out of his thoughts as he looked up to his half-brother Jon smiling kindly down at him, "Don't give up yet, little brother. Father and mother are watching," Jon told him as he nodded to the balcony above them.

Looking up in that direction, Bran saw that his brother spoke the truth as both his mother and his father looked down to their sons in pride. In the archery yard was Bran with Jon and Robb behind him monitoring his progress. Rickon, meanwhile, sat upon a nearby fence and watched.

The smiles gave Bran the confidence he needed. Nodding his head in determination, the young boy readied himself once again. Jon however, continued to look up at his parents and gave them a sly smirk.

His keen eye saw the honorable Ned Stark casually groping his wife's ass, causing her to suppress her moans. Their activity was well hidden behind their fur's, that is, unless you knew what to look for. The warden of the North momentarily gave his son a knowing smirk in reply before schooling his features as Catelyn also replied with a smile and a wink to the young man.

Jon lightly chuckled before returning his attention back to Bran. The young boy was aiming his bow at the target once again before everyone was surprised as a new arrow flew past them all and imbedded itself in the center of the target.

Turning around most of the brothers smirked as they saw Arya Stark, their sister, smiling proudly at her shot. Noticing their stares, the young girl bowed to them as they started to chuckle. Finally, Bran ran to his sister, angry and embarrassed at her for having been shown up, causing her to yelp in surprise before giggling as she ran away with her brother chasing after her.

Ned and Catelyn chuckled at their children before footsteps were heard behind them. Ned quickly removed his hand from his wife's curvaceous ass before they both turned to see Ser Rodrick, Winterfell's Master-at-arms.

"Lord Stark," the knight addressed grimly, "A rider arrived from the hills this morning, reporting of a deserter from the night's watch. Apparently, he was drunk and stole one of Castle Black's horses."

Ned internally sighed as he heard this news. He didn't like it, but the duty of handing out the King's justice in this manner fell to the North's Warden. The feel of his wife taking his hand into hers and giving him a reassuring smile warmed his heart at her support. Nodding to the knight Ned gave his order, "Tell the boys to ready their horses, and tell Bran he's coming too."

The feel of his wife's grip tightening for a moment was not lost on the man, but she decided to stay silent for the moment. Ser Rodrick then nodded his head and left to do as his lord commanded.

"Ned…," Catelyn started in a soft and concerned tone as the couple turned back to face each other.

The Stark patriarch cut her off however, as he placed one hand on her side and the other on her cheek, which she leaned into, "Cat, he has to grow up eventually. We can't shelter our children forever."

His wife opened her mouth to reply, but ended up saying nothing as she closed it and nodded her head. She sighed as she closed her eyes and nodded her head. As much as she hated to admit it, she knew that her husband was right. Catelyn knew that she couldn't coddle her children forever.

In the years after marrying her husband and coming to the North, Catelyn Stark, former Tully, had changed much since her days in Riverrun. The rumors she had heard from her southern friends about the North when she was growing up told tales of a savage people living in a savage landscape.

Living here however, Catelyn could honestly say that she preferred it in some ways. The politics of the south, Catelyn remembered, could sometimes just be exhausting. Up here, however, Catelyn found that she admired the honor of the North.

Moving here did have a few consequences, though. In the Riverlands, Catelyn would always make time to write to her friends of other noble families. Over the years, however, she stopped receiving replies from said 'friends'. It saddened her, but she was still grateful to still be in contact with her sister and her closest friend Cersei. Her and the Queen's relationship was…special.

The Stark matriarch smirked seductively as she leaned closer to her husband and cupped his groin. As she fondled him, Ned smiled back at her with the same intensity. He replied with moving his hands to one her breasts and ass, drawing a moan from his wife.

"Well, you better make you all aren't out to late," Catelyn told him seductively, "Because I fully intend on finishing tonight what we started this morning. And if you're quick, I'll have a surprise for you."

Ned breathed deeply to control himself and not bend over his perfect wife right in front of everyone, consequences be damned, "May I have a clue as to what this surprise is?"

"Hmm…," Catelyn gave him a teasing look, allowing him to already know the answer, "I think it would be better if I just left you hot and bothered thinking about it for the rest of the day and keep your imagination running wild."

Ned chuckled and rolled his eyes, "Gods woman, you drive me crazy."

Catelyn leaned in and gave her husband a passionate kiss before leaning back with the same teasing expression, "And yet you know you love it."

"Your damned right I do," Ned chuckled as he walked away to do prepare for his lordly duty.

Catelyn watched him leave for a moment, before turning her attention back to the boys in the yard below her. Robb and Jon had enlisted Rickon's help to return the arrows back to where they belong. She also noticed that Jon was closest one to her, the other two out of earshot.

Perfect, she thought.

"Jon," Catelyn quietly called out to the young man that she viewed as her son. Looking up, Jon smirked when he saw that glint in her eye.

Jon loved his aunt and uncle, even viewing them truly as his parents. He had been told at a younger age who he really was. He had been confused at the time and angry at being lied to. Though, he thankfully calmed down when he started to think rationally. He didn't care if he was the heir to some throne he had never seen. He just wanted to be Jon Snow, the son of Ned Stark and the stepson of Catelyn Stark.

Speaking of Catelyn, she had known the truth the night that her husband had come home from the war when he had told her. She didn't hate the boy, and tried to raise and love him like her own. Even if she received a few raised eyebrows for caring for her husband's bastard for it, she didn't care. Jon deserved a mother figure growing up, just like any child. The day she started to truly look at and care for him as her own though, was when Jon became horribly sick as a child. Catelyn cared for him like a mother would her own, during that time. And it was then that she felt as though he had wedged a place inside her heart. The day he had gotten officially better, she had personally then asked him to call her mother just Robb and Sansa. The result was her holding the young Jon as he cried tears of happiness.

About five years ago, though, when Jon hit puberty, Jon, Catelyn and Ned's relationship changed. One night, while the Lord and Lady where fiercely fucking, Ned noticed someone crouched down next to the cracked door of their bedroom. Pulling out of his wife and approaching said door, the warden of the North was about to bring his fury down on the peeper before he noticed it was Jon. The boy himself, looked up at his father in terror for what was about to come, but was surprised when the two adults ushered him into their room instead.

After some talking, it seemed that Jon had finally started to notice women, and after the bragging of the Greyjoy ward, had taken a habit of peaking on couples. His favorite spot, he admitted, was of course the local brothel in Wintertown.

In the past, Ned would have disciplined the boy right then and there, but the man had been changed over the years by his nymphomaniac of a wife.

Instead, the Lord and Lady of Winterfell had snuck the young preteen out of the castle the next night and visited Wintertown's brothel. They didn't have any fear for the whores to recognize them as they used a back door to enter the brothel madame's room, a woman that the couple had invited into their bed many times in the past.

Said madame chuckled at the young boys eagerness when they explained the situation to her and told Jon that he could choose from a number of girls that he was told were great first-timers. However, Jon surprised everyone when he asked if he could have two girls he had been eyeing for quite a while instead. One was a dark-skinned beauty from the summer isles that had somehow made her way all the way to the north in her travels, and the other was a was an olive-skinned older woman, but younger than Catelyn, from Dorne.

Jon explained that he wanted them in particular because the Summer Isles girl's skin made her look so exotic to him as well as her being one of the bustiest in the brothel. While the woman from Dorne was curvaceous and beautiful herself, what really made her stand out to Jon was when he saw her belly dancing for one of her clients at one point. Jon had thought it was one of the sexiest sights he had ever seen in his short life. Their names were Nala and Mariah, respectively.

The three adults had stared at him in surprise for moment before the women broke out in laughter while Ned smirked at Jon as he shook his head and muttered about him having his mother's wolfsblood. The madame told him at first that she wasn't sure if he could handle two for his first time, but she relented at he insisted that he could and pleaded with her.

Luckily, the two whores in question were free that night. When they entered the madame's chamber, the Lord and Lady of Winterfell were hiding behind a dressing divider so all they saw was their madame and a young pre-teen cute boy.

After being told that they were to show Jon the wonders of adulthood, the two women giggled as they both led him to a separate room. As they did, they continuously flirted with him and told him they were going to do things he would never forget. Jon meanwhile, could only laugh nervously and excitedly as he couldn't keep his eyes off them.

The Starks and the madame meanwhile, caught up while they were by themselves.

Of course, though, they couldn't stay the whole night. If would be odd if the Lord and Lady of Winterfell were not in their bedchambers come morning. So, they had to wait until Jon had his feel. Which took surprisingly much longer than Ned and Catelyn thought it would for his first time.

Eventually though, they did here a door in the hallway open much later on. They peaked around the door and saw Jon heatedly kissing the Dornish woman as the Summer Isles girl sucked on his neck before they switched, all the while Jon had a hand on one of both women's exposed breasts and groping them to his heart's content. All three of them had very messy hair and the women's inner thighs looked to be a mess of juices.

This lasted for almost a minute before Jon finally let go and stepped back. The two whores looked at him in lust and a surprising amount of admiration as he walked back to the madame's room, also calling out to him to come back soon.

Jon replied to them confidently and with a smile that seemed impossible to disappear from his face that he would be back the very next night.

On their way back to the Castle, Ned and Catelyn congratulated their song and told him how proud they were that he became a man. When they asked him to tell them what happened, it just seemed that he had days' worth of story to tell them as they settled into Ned and Catelyn's bedchamber.

The three had done so much more than what Jon was originally expecting apparently. The two had given him his first kiss, by the end of the night they claimed he was a pro at it. Mariah danced for him, just as Jon had hoped, but she also given him what she called a lapdance that blew his young mind. Nala, meanwhile let him play with her tits to his heart's content. Groping it, sucking it, she rubbed them all over his body, and even wrapped them around his cock as he pumped in and out of them. The two whores had, orally pleased him at the same time and shown him how please a woman with his mouth in turn, among other things. Surprisingly, though they had gone a total of six whole rounds before Jon finally became exhausted. Jon seemed to have a lot of stamina in him.

And so, over the years the two adults continued to be much more open to Jon. The three of them bonded over telling stories of their sexual events.

Jon, did go back to Mariah and Nala. In fact, he became a regular at the brothel and was so good and popular that it wasn't uncommon for the whores to sometimes deny payment. Mariah and Nala, meanwhile, actually became allowed to enter the castle whenever they wanted and would sometimes await Jon in his room.

The name Jon Snow also became quite popular throughout the North. A few years back, sometime, after the Greyjoy rebellion, a small but troublesome wildling invasion plagued the North for a few months. Each house gave a number of men to go, for the Stark's Jon was among them, even if Ned and Catelyn were reluctant at first.

Tales began to spring up, though, of the boy's battle prowess and how he had at one point singlehandedly fought off a group of almost thirty wildlings after they ambushed the small group he was in. While one ran to get help, Jon and three others stayed to hold them off. When help did eventually arrive though, the northerners were amazed to see Jon the only one left alive sitting against a tree. Him and his sword covered in blood.

Following the victory of this minor threat, Jon later had the opportunity to meet the other Northern nobility. And when he returned home, Ned and Catelyn loved the stories he brought with him. Specifically of how he took Maege Mormont and Dacey Mormont at the same time and when he fucked Elissa Forrester so thoroughly that she practically crawled back to him for seconds.

Jon on the other hand, loved to hear about Ned and Catelyn's stories as well. He wasn't surprised to find out that the two of them actually weren't each other's firsts.

Catelyn had fond memories of a group of five loyal guards at Riverrun that would gangbang her whenever she pleased. The castle's cook and his wife were also the woman's favorites as well as a pretty naughty Septa. What did surprise Jon though, was when Catelyn told him that she once sucked Raeghar Targaryan's, Jon's biological father, cock during the Harrenhal tournament.

Ned on the other hand, told Jon of a lot more than he expect from the 'honorable' Ned Stark. While his brother Brandon was much more open about his conquests, Ned decided to just keep his to himself. He told had slept with Maege Mormont, literally once broke a bed with Alerie Tyrell and (a then more youthful looking) Olenna Tyrell, once bought ten whores for himself for an entire weekend when he was fostered in the Reach, and actually slept with Rhaella Targaryen during the Harrenhal Tournament as well, when she was getting absolutely fed up with Aerys.

Yes, the relationship they had was somewhat unusual but a highly entertaining one. So, when Jon saw that look that his stepmother was giving, he had a fairly good idea of what she wanted, "Yes, my lady?"

"If I recall," Catelyn replied, "You told me a few weeks ago that one of your girls had briefly expressed interest in Ned."

Jon chuckled, "You recall correctly, my lady."

"Is that girl still interested by any chance?"

Jon gave her a knowing look before nodding his head, "I'll escort her up to your room tonight."

Catelyn smiled at him, "Thank you, Jon," she replied. Giving him a wink before leaving the balcony.

How was it? Hoped you liked it. Like I said, this is my first time writing sexual content so I hope everyone likes it. Sorry it was mostly setting everything up, but there will be full on lemons basically in every chapter starting with the next one from here on out.

I've got basically the entire story planned out, minus a few fine tunings here and there. Beyond that, I've got plans for a bunch of other stories as well so be on the look out for those.

Leave a review or PM me if you guys have any suggestions, want to tell how much you liked it, how much you hated it, or if you even just want to tell me to go fuck myself. Lol. I love hearing from you guys.

Hope you have a nice day.

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