The North was a very cold place for anyone South of it to live in. The constant cold winds and icy ground made her feel like lighting up the entire forest in order to feel warm. She was only moving North because her obnoxious husband thought it prudent for her to meet his best friend of 16 years since her son was going to be betrothed to the man's daughter. She so wished her beautiful cub would wed someone better, probably someone South of the North, but no the oaf had to insist on the North.

"Mother, do you think the people of the North would treat us well?" Tommen asked as their carriage moved through the icy town.

"Of course they would, we are the rulers of the Seven Kingdoms, they wouldn't dare to treat us anything less than perfectly." Cersei said as she looked out the litter once more. She was already regretting the consent to come here for a month or so, even if her choice was irrelevant during her conversation with Robert which included flying glass wares and lots of yells.

The rest of the journey remained uneventful, thankfully, until they arrived at Winterfell. Going through the introduction had taken all of her strength to resist the urge to bitch and moan about the North, especially in the presence of her husband who loved to hit her occasionally whenever she stepped out of the line. Going through a tour then a feast had her exhausted and in desperate need for a good night's sleep, which she wouldn't get if she left with Robert. His snore would probably ensure she stayed up all night.

"Please excuse me, but I'll love to turn in early, the journey was a long one." Cersei said with the most apologetic look she could produce, looking at every one in attendance with those puppy dog eyes.

"Of course my Queen, you go turn in early, I understand the journey was a tiring one since it's your first time journeying this far." Robert said with a nod.

With a bow, she fled the room, of course she moved in a more queenly manner. Walking through the hallway without her guards, she walked into a scene that made her pause in her tracks. There was a young boy, maybe fifteen or sixteen, swinging his sword with such elegance and strength that it made her weak in the knees. He was so good she even began to compare him with her twin when he was at that age, the grace with which he moved was quite enticing, he was probably a Lord's son or a squire, no one else could be that graceful.

"Nice moves, where did you learn to fight like that?" The Queen of the Seven Kingdoms asked with a cocked eyebrow.

The boy spun around so fast and flung his sword at her only to widen his eyes and throw a knife at the sailing sword which diverted the weapon to the ground an inch beside her. He stared at her wide eyed and even began to shake in fear of having attacked the Queen, regardless of how accidental it was.

"Y...Your Grace, please forgive my stupidity. I just acted the moment I heard a voice without thinking that it was probably the Queen." The boy with dark hair and such beautiful eyes, said and bowed down low before her.

Cersei looked at the boy before her and chuckled at his words. Of course she was so afraid she was going to get skewered by the projectile, however she had no one else to blame but herself. Her brother had already told her to never to sneak up on a training knight, especially when said knight was venting, also, she was supposed to be with a Kingsguard wherever she was. Only the boy's quick thinking had saved her from his action.

Any other day she would have had the boy in chains and sent to the chopping block to lose an arm. But she had been feeling very tense and exhausted at the same time that punishing the boy hadn't crossed her mind. She let out a small smile and a sigh before she indicated for the still bowing boy to stand.

"I am as much to blame as you are. What's your name, someone with your skills should be a Kingsguard or a member of the City Watch or a Knight." Cersei said looking him in the eyes that made her want to do anything for the boy, what kind of boy was this. He looked too good to be alone.

"Jon...Snow" The boy said quietly but she heard it all the same. So, the graceful boy was a bastard, but whose bastard was he for him to have been trained so well? "Lord Eddard's bastard."

That answered her question for her. She looked at his submissive posture, a posture unfit for a boy as talented as he was and frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry that your presence here is been ruined by being in the presence of a bastard, please forgive me your Grace." Jon said with a defeated look as if afraid she wouldn't forgive him.

"Oh you silly boy, I'm not angry with you, I'm impressed. Would you love to be a Knight of the Realm?" She asked with a smile.

The boy's eyes widened at her words and he began to stutter. "I...I... I am a bastard your Grace, unfit to be a Knight."

"Are you saying I am wrong to want you to be a Knight? Are you rejecting the gift of a Queen?"

Jon looked at her with even more fear before looking down. "No my Queen, please forgive me."

Hearing him call her his Queen triggered something in her... arousal. She had no idea what in particular aroused her, was it the words themselves or the way he said the words? But hearing the words made her want him... badly. Maybe if she fucked the boy and gave him a future, she would have an ally against Robert when the time came, and with him being Eddard's son made him more valuable since the Wolf loved him.

"Come with me Jon"

She said, turned around and began to walk towards the room she shared with her drunk husband. Entering the room, she closed the door and locked it, better to ensure there were no peeping eyes or uninvited guests to her secret party. "I'm guessing you were out there because Lady Stark refused to let you into the hall."

Jon looked askance at her as if wondering what she was up to. "Yes my Queen"

That again made her pussy quiver in anticipation. "Then I guess tonight has been no fun for you."

"No my Queen."

Cersei smirked and walked up to the shy boy and laid her hand on his shoulders. "Do you want to be a Knight with a land of his own and with a worthy bride and a brighter future?"

Jon looked at her in wonder. " It's wrong for bastards to desire more than they are given."

"I don't want you to ever see yourself as worthless. Your skills with the sword will take you far, and I, Queen of Westeros, is willing to support you all the way." Those damned eyes looked at her with hope and a touch of wariness. Those eyes reminded her of someone she once loved, a prince with white hair and such deep purple eyes. "What do you say, are you willing to go South with me?"

"Yes my Queen, but... what's the catch."

Oh the boy was torturing her with his words. "Strip."

Jon Snow was either the luckiest bastard in Westeros or the most doomed bastard in Westeros. From hating Catelyn to venting his frustration on a couple of dummies to attacking the Queen, it all led him to this moment, a moment where he's granted the rare opportunity to probably fuck a Queen.

He didn't really get why all he had to do in order to become a Knight, as he'd always wished to be, was to bed Queen Cersei. He saw how unbalanced the scale was, seeing as he got more out of the deal than she did. Unless if she planned to fuck him regularly until his dick hurt.

Once given the command, strip he did. Removing each piece of clothe slowly seemed to make the already lustful Queen more lustful. Her eyes tracked his movement and occasionally she would look into his eyes and get a look of pure lust and loyalty, which was weird in its own. Once he was done with stripping, he stepped away from his clothes and got closer to the Queen who licked her lips at the sight of his 8" long cock.

"Come strip me boy." She said with a sultry voice that turned him on more than ever. He moved to her with a bit of nerves and confidence until he placed his hand on her gown.

The Queen smirked and turned around for him to begin to untie the gown. Slowly he did until the gown fell to the ground revealing her under things, when he wanted to removed her breast bindings, she stopped him. Suddenly feeling as if he'd crossed a line, her next request shocked him. "Use your teeth my Knight." Her words and tone of voice made him feel powerful, so powerful that he could challenge the Demon of the Trident for his crown.

As ordered, he began to remove her bindings with his teeth until she was naked before him, her perfect ass before his face.

Without waiting for her to speak, he turned her around and attacked her pussy with such thirst. Her pussy tasted divine and smelt even more royal, he could spend days sucking and licking her pussy if she would let him, they were that intoxicating. Soon her whole body began to shake and her hands on his head pressed him more firmly to her royal cunt until she gasped out softly, releasing what he believed to be female cum.

"That was amazing, where did you learn that?" The Queen asked.

"From a couple of words here and there my Queen." Once he ended, she pulled him up and stared into his eyes once more.

"Fuck me."

Needing no further encouragement, he carried the naked Queen and placed her on the bed. Sucking her right breast and fondling the left one gave him a moan from the queen which made him suck harder and lightly bite her erect nipples, the action made her arch her back.

Leaving her breasts, he began to suck her neck and squeeze her perfect tits while humping her pussy with his dick. Once he had the Queen all moaning like a whore in a brothel, he inserted his thick cock into her pussy, all the way to the hilt.

"You ever done this before?" Cersei asked as his pelvis was on hers, each others well groomed bush caressing each other.

"No my Queen, this is my first time."

"Well then, fuck me hard and fast."

Her pussy was so tight and wet and it drove him so crazy that there was no way he wouldn't have fucked her hard and fast.

Slamming into her with such force his Queen let out a gasp and moan at every slam made him slam harder and faster. Lifting her legs to wrap around his waist while sucking her breast made her moan his name the more. He kept pounding until he exited her pussy to turn her unto her front and enter her once more.

Who would have guessed that one day he would fuck a queen however he wished without her giving a single complaint against him dominating her in bed. Feeling her perfect ass every time he slammed hard made him go wilder. He even forced her head to the pillow and slapped her butt hard while he fucked her, he was that blinded by lust. Soon enough he felt her cum once more, seconds before he felt his rising. Lifting her up until they were both kneeling and he had her breasts and hips tight in hand, he came into the Queen... hard.

Panting heavily after their hard sex, he hugged her tightly, breathing in her musky scent mixed with a flower he knew not.

"You fucked me like a dragon. No one has ever fucked me that hard."

"Anything for my Queen."

"You shall be rewarded thusly my Knight, and more will follow as long as you fuck me regularly, as many times as a young man can. Deal?"

"Deal."

Jon was so very pleased with himself, imagine being compared to a dragon for his first time. Between this and being celibate on the Wall, well he already had his mind made up. He was going South.

Cersei Baratheon awoke the next morning with a grin on her face, something that was unheard of in over 16 years of being the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. The reason was quite simple, she had been fucked just the way she'd fantasized that Rhaegar would fuck her, like a dragon. The way he manhandled her in a possessive manner, the way his hips slammed home every second, the speed and length of the session was quite mind blowing, if she didn't know better she would say the boy was not a virgin before their coupling.

Now all she had to do was device a way to keep the boy by her side, night after night of this kind of fucking and she would be happy all year! And she had all her best ideas when happy. "Robert, I just had the best idea of what we should do while in the North." Cersei said as she stood up from the bed she had fucked a boy twice younger than her, the same bed the drunk oaf had slept in with her and walked towards the King presently being dressed by her cousin.

"Uh! It's too early for some of your silly ideas woman." Robert groaned in frustration as her cousin tried once more to press the belt buckles together.

"I promise you that it isn't a silly idea, on the contrary it is one idea that would have your name song in the streets of Winter Town all the way to every city in the North and South of it." Cersei said with a smirk as she saw the way her stupid husband began to think of the glory that awaited him if he followed his Queen's idea. "And also, you'll enjoy this plan from the onset till it yields reward."

"What is this grand idea of yours then?" Robert asked her with a huff, trying to sound nonchalant.

"A Tournament to bring out twenty of the best weapon man and woman in the North and reward them with Knighthood, land South of here and gold to begin life as a landed Knight or just Knighthood alone, I'm yet to work out the details." She said watching him smile. "All the wine and food will be on me Robert, no single golden dragon will be from the crown, however all the people will see will be their great King bestowing unto people a gift they would have never received otherwise."

Robert panted in excitement as if imagining what would be sung about him, this single act would tie the North to him forever, which would help curb any uprising from the traitorous Lannister. Cersei had to hide her smirk as she saw the man's answer before he gave it.

"I approve of your plan, now work on it. Although this would keep us in the North for about two to three months, sure you can survive the cold?" Robert asked with a smirk. A sad sight if you asked her since all she could see was a stag trying to threaten a a lioness planning the future of her dragon. Whether or not he was Rhaeger's son, she was willing to do anything to have the boy, a strange feeling to say the truth, however she was powerless before her desires.

I particularly love the forbidden love between Cersei and Jon. Just imagine Cersei helping Jon become the King of Westeros, now that is epic. Drop a review and please favourite and follow, it would bolster me to write faster. I hope the sex scene was okay, first time writing erotica. If this story is related to another, please forgive me, I've read tons of fanfics with Cersei and Jon that I probably might be using someone else's idea without knowing.