Wolf in Lion's Clothing
Chapter 3: Acquaintances Old and New
Waking up after a night of ravenous, intense, passionate, and all around amazing sex was always fun. Especially with Sansa. He would always remember her luscious auburn hair, her perky tits, and her curvy arse.
Waking up as the opposite sex after a night of ravenous, intense, passionate, and all around amazing sex was a brand new experience and Jon quite liked it.
"Ah good you're awake." Robert said. He was standing in his smallclothes and a cloak draped over him. He probably just woke up a few minutes ago Jon mused.
"My king. Last night was…" Jon pretended to shake in pleasure. Gods he was getting good at this pretending to be woman thing.
"Amazing. And as for what I said…" Her husband failed to find the words it seemed.
"We must have a discussion regarding our marriage Robert, it's important." Jon said, seriously.
"Aye. Aye we should. Give me a few minutes. I'll get us some food to break our fast and we can talk." He rumbled out of the room. His broad shoulders gave the impression of a mountain moving out of the room.
Jon sighed. He knew Robert wasn't going to be very forthcoming. His wife was still a stranger to him. 'And to myself if I'm being honest.'
Eying the mirror in the corner of the Royal Suite, Jon made his way to it, standing slowly from the bed and making sure steps.
And then he laid eyes on his own naked body. "Fuck me she's… I'm beautiful." 'Now he knew why smallfolk would call her the Maiden made flesh. It seems that when the queen was younger she was even more beautiful and sexy than when Jon Snow had laid eyes on her in Winterfell that fateful day.
He did what any man who found himself in a woman's body would do.
His hands wandered up and down. Front and back. He started with the breasts of course. They were huge! Without anyone in the room, he was free to explore these wonderful new assets of hers.
He jiggled, jumped, and caressed the hells out of her tits. After a sensational squeeze he started moving lower.
'Gods it's quite weird not feeling a dick down there.' He mused as her hands finally got to the nether regions. He played with herself a little bit before moving on to that ass.
'And what an ass it is' Without being hindered by another human being being present, the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms caressed every little bit of her ass.
Being alone also gave Jon the time to think about his next move. 'I need to get Jaime out of his White Cloak. That will make sure Tywin stays on good terms with the King. Next I need to birth Robert an heir.' He paused his musings at that point because he knew that that part was probably the one he'd enjoy the least out of this entire plan. 'Nothing to be done concerning that right now.'
'I'll also need to play matchmaker. The Seven Kingdoms need to be as united as possible when the Long Night comes and trade agreements and marriage contracts will go a long way for that. Perhaps-' his musings had to stop for a moment as he moaned in pleasure, his hands, which had been continually groping his body during his musings, had brought some pleasure from squeezing his tits pretty hard. 'Gods this is awesome.' Jon had a genuine smile of pleasure on.
At this point he heard footsteps coming from the hallway. Robert was probably back with some food. 'Well I have to milk this for all I've got.' Jon thought, preparing to face his husband as soon as he entered. He wrapped his feminine body in a Red and Gold coloured cloak, leaving very little to the imagination while still being decent the Lannister Queen turned around and faced the door.
The door opened an in walked Ser Jaime Lannister, Knight of the Kingsguard.
Robert
Cersei was no Lyanna Stark. She wasn't wild and carefree, nor was she the sister of his best friend. He was of course disappointed with the Gods for not giving him the love of his life to bed but he couldn't fault whoever decided to give his new wife her lovely body. By the Maiden she was beautiful.
Still no Lyanna though. He dreamed of her wavy dark hair and sense of humor. The letters she sent always made him stay up wondering when they'd be married.
He made his way to the dining hall where most of the nobles went to eat if they stayed in the Red Keep. He made his way through, receiving congratulations and cheers from many of the lords he passed by. Acknowledging each of them was definitely tiring but Jon had taught him that a lord should always be courteous. Well it was doubly so for a King.
Then he shook hands with Lord Gaunt. He seemed troubled and Robert decided to ask him why.
"I am sending my sister away to be married to Lord Lefford, in the Westerlands." Was his reply. "He has only met her in courtly sessions, and through letters. Never have they actually been true to each other in person and I am worried she will be mistreated should Lord Lefford find her untrue to his expectations. Through Stories and Letters and Falsehoods Lord Lefford thinks himself in love."
All Robert could do was assure him of his daughter's safety being important to him and that he was sure Lord Lefford was a good man.
It occurred to Robert that he had only ever met his Lyanna once, during that fateful tourney at Harrenhall.'An only briefly too, plus her father was there so we didn't really get too personal', he mused, 'still she was my soulmate, I know it. Our letters…' Lord Gaunt's daughter sent letters too, but still her father told Robert that they were supervised by him. 'Were Lyanna's letters supervised by Lord Rickard?' he asked himself.
'But I know Lyanna was perfect for me thanks to Ned.' His brother in all but blood told stories of her while growing up in the Vale. He still remembered the time story about Brandon's 15th nameday. Lyanna had ended up riding through Winterfell-'
Through Stories and Letters and Falsehoods. By the Gods.
Robert was uncomfortable now. He had fantasized about marrying Lyanna, about bedding Lyanna. 'I'd probably have fathered bastards after marrying her.' He mused darkly, taking the time to think about the situation. Gathering some foodstuffs on plates he started back towards the royal quarters of Maegor's Holdfast. Greeting the servants he passed by, he made sure that he familiarized their faces in order that he would be able to single out anyone who still had pro-targaryen loyalties later on. Gods being King would be hard.
Hearing footsteps, he looked to see Ser Barristan Selmy, in a white cloak and his kingsguard armor.
"Barristan! You're awake!"
The knight of the Stormlands chuckled before bowing. "A Kingsguard should never leave his King without protection your grace. I apologize for being too injured to attend your coronation or your wedding but I am here to fulfill my duty now."
Robert talked with the older knight for a few minutes before seeing his longtime guardian Jon Arryn approach the conversing pair.
"Robert. Good Morning. Good Morning Ser Barristan." The Lord Paramount of the Vale and Warden of the East greeted the two who similarly reciprocated the greeting. "May we talk about affairs of the realm your grace?"
"I've barely broken my fast Jon, and you want me to talk with you about the realm already? Very well let's get into my room." Robert replied.
Stepping into his room, the first thing he saw was a white cloak.
"Kingslayer! What are you doing here?"
The Lannister knight turned from his conversation with his sister. "I am simply catching up with my twin sister your grace. I have not had a chance to congratulate her on her marriage as of yet."
"Well get out and guard the door alongside Ser Barristan will you? My wife and I must eat."
With a simple nod at him then at Cersei, Ser Jaime Lannister left the room.
He gave a plate of food to Cersei before sitting on his bed and started tearing through the sausage on his plate. Jon looked to the queen before blushing heavily at what she was wearing and instead focusing on him.
"Robert we must speak about your goodfather. I am having a meeting with him today regarding financial loans and rebuilding Kings Landing from the… sack." Jon hesitated looking to Cersei for a moment before finishing his sentence.
Robert was about to tell him to tell him to deal with it on his own when his wife spoke up.
"You need not hesitate in calling the sack exactly what it is. My father's men burned and raped through the city. He should be held accountable and pay for the damages." She moved towards him and sat her plump rear onto Robert's lap before continuing. Robert could already feel his Warhammer beginning to harden.
"And I suggest offering to remove my brother from the Kingsguard. My father would give you much to get the heir he desires instead of my other brother Tyrion." She finished with a smile.
Robert could see that Jon was about to retort when he added "Do as she says, see what he'll give for the Kingslayer to inherit then get as much as you can from him." Robert had eaten maybe half his plate but he had stopped, the burning feeling from his loins had gotten too strong. It was unlikely his wife couldn't already feel the large thing pushing against her rear. He couldn't think straight right now.
"But Robert-" "Jon you're my hand and I want you to handle this meeting with Lord Lannister. Now let my wife and I break our fast together in peace."
The man who raised him simply sighed and nodded before bowing and walking out.
As soon as the door was closed his queen had stood up and placed her plate on the side table before turning around to face him. "My king, thank you for breakfast, and last night. However, I feel we must talk about our relationship and what our marriage must be like."
Robert grimaced. Why couldn't they just fuck and go about their lives?
"I am your queen Robert therefore in public we will act as besotted lovers, but I shall forewarn you that I do not wish to be a queen who does nothing. I shall attend small council meetings with you and shall endeavor to unite the realm with marriages and the like. I shall bear you heirs and spares in order to secure the line of succession and a stable realm. All I ask is that you take my advice seriously, give me some measure of trust and avoid fathering any bastards."
"Cersei… I can't trust you. Not because of you but because of your gods damned father! He came in this city a razing conqueror, not because of any moral or ethical reasons but rather because he wanted to be on the winning side. He had children killed and razed the capital for all its worth… But I shall take your advice seriously. Unite the realm in your agreements and marriages and show loyalty to me before your father and then I shall trust you. You are welcome to come to small council meetings with me and advise me along with the others." Robert replied after pausing for a few moments to think. "As for bastards… I'll try but I already have quite a few running around I'm sure."
His wife nodded at that.
"Now then… don't think I couldn't tell what you did while Jon was here. Now I'm stiff and you're going to help me loosen up my lady." With that Robert swept his wife into bed and they spent the next few hours enjoying their marriage.
'It's good to be the King.' Robert thought.
AN:
Sorry about the abrupt ending to the last chapter. Couldn't think of anything. I'll show the Cersei/Jon and Jaime conversation next chapter because the story needs more POV's and I want to showcase what people think of Cersei/Jon rather than it being a purely single POV story. Robert was a safe choice here I think because he is the one person who never interacted with Cersei before but will interact with new Cersei the most over the course of the story.
