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Robert & Elia

"Was I good m'lord? Did I please you?"

Robert turned and looked at the whore he had bedded last night. Sitting up with her breasts bared, staring at him with adoration in her big dark eyes he realized with a start she was a strange mix of Lyanna and Elia.

She had Elia's dark eyes and Lyanna's pale skin and both of their dark hair. Lyanna's was thick and wild whether Elia's was also thick but she tamed it well.

Swaggering back over to the whore naked as the day he was born he brought them both a cup of wine from the table across the room to where she was currently situated.

"You did well enough beautiful. You have a sweet face and an even sweeter mouth and let's not forget these Gods given beauties." He said as he reached over and rolled a pink nipple between his fingers.

Giggling the whore reached down and stroked his manhood "Do you want me to please you again m'lord? You're so big and I want to show you my appreciation for last night. No man has pleased me as much as you have."

Robert dragged his dark stormy eyes slowly from her eyes to her mouth, biting his lip he considered for a moment. "Well there is one thing you can do for me." He said as he brought his hand up to cup her cheek all the while staring deeply into her eyes.

The whore looked as though she was caught in a trap, the trap being his gorgeous eyes. Most women fell for it to Robert's delight.

"Yes m'lord I'll do anything" she said breath hitching in anticipation.

"Good. I need you to do me a little favour." Robert said smiling his wicked white smile.

"Mmmm yes, harder please, right there, HARDER."

Elia's eyes snapped open unwillingly. She was dreaming of her childhood days back in Dorne with her brothers Doran and Oberyn. Oh what a sweet time in her life that had been. But as like everything even dreams turn to dust.

"Don't stop, please don't ever stop." A high voice was screaming.

What in the seven hells is going on? Elia sat up and felt the chill from the open window embrace her naked shoulders. She was wearing a shift that only covered her from her breast until just above her knees.

Standing up she grabbed the nearest candle holder her only weapon in this foul inn. Robert had left her alone last night after they had argued and even though she despised the man she soon found herself afraid and lonely without his company.

The inn had soon filled up afterwards she had heard several men's voices coming from downstairs. She debated with herself as to whether she should go down and show her real self Elia Princess of Dorne and soon to be Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. But then she remembered that it had only been a few days since she had went missing and word most likely wouldn't have spread very far about her disappearance yet.

Besides the men downstairs sounded like a rowdy lot and she didn't fancy her chances with them. They might be rapers or they might try and sell her to some brothel for coin. Best stay out of sight.

But the loud moaning had her curious. She knew it was most likely some whore one of the men downstairs had brought with him but it sounded so near and as far as she knew Robert had paid the tavern owner to give them rooms far away from any rooms that might be occupied by people.

Creeping out the door with her candle holder in hand she slowly felt her way through the darkness following the loud moaning to a room two doors away with a light shining out of it.

When she slowly peeked through the crack in the open doorway she had to shove her hand up to cover her mouth before she gasped. Though with the noise the culprits were making they likely would not hear her anyway.

Instead of using the small bed in the centre of the room the couple in question had decided to use an old armchair next to the window. First thing she caught sight of was the naked back of a woman as she bounced up and down on the man her hands gripping the back of the chair, moaning loudly.

Underneath the woman Elia could see strong muscled legs covered in dark hair and one big hand was placed on her moving backside slapping it every so often. His other hand was tangled in her thick dark hair as he thrusted up into her with fervor.

Elia hadn't caught the face of the man but she had seen enough. Turning away feeling a little guilty for catching a couple in the throes of passion a low smouldering voice stopped her frozen in her tracks.

"Elia my fiery Princess, won't you come and join us?"

Whirling round to face the couple feeling her face burning up with not just embarrassment but anger as well. "Robert!" She snarled in disgust.

Smirking back at her as he slowed his thrusts with the girl but still not completely stopping their love making he spoke to Elia as if she were a child "Come beautiful don't sound so testy can't you see you would have so much fun? I assure you my whore is!" For emphasis to Elia's disgust he coupled his thrusts with a couple more slaps to the girls rear which made her squeal with delight.

Feeling humiliated and red in the face even though she was not the one caught doing such a shameful display Elia snarled through her teeth at him "Get rid of your whore Robert, NOW!"

Shoving the whore off him onto the floor Robert stood in all his naked glory, reaching for the girls flimsy garments he flung them at where she lay on the floor with a few silver pieces that he had picked up from the table next to the chair. "Go girl. You have fulfilled your purpose here today."

Picking up her garments and the silver the whore walked out covering her breasts with them silver clutched tight in her fingers and head lowered.

When the girl had left Elia struggled to keep her eyes above Robert's neck as he approached her but it was hard! He may be a disgusting excuse of a man but he was so easy on the eyes. The differences between Rhaegar and Robert was that even though women everywhere loved the look of them both Rhaegar was beautiful and Robert was handsome.

Stopping right before her as she struggled to slow her heart which seemed like it was beating three times as fast as it normally did Robert looked Elia up and down with his stormy blue eyes.

"Did you like my little show Princess? You wouldn't happen to want to be in that whore's place now would you?" He said smiling cruelly at her clear discomfort.

Gripping the candle holder in her hand tightly she pursed her lips in discontent refusing to take the bait "What was this shameful display Robert? Isn't there brothels for you to have such indecent couplings?"

Laughing suddenly he grabbed Elia by the waist making her drop the candle holder and shoved her onto the nearest table. Squealing Elia tried to shove him off her but he was too strong and put his body in between her legs all the while keeping a firm grip on her waist and staring down into her eyes.

"Princess I already fucked that whore in a brothel last night more times than I cared to count. I brought her here to show you exactly what you were missing." He growled darkly.

Elia could not handle this. Robert's moods were ever changing and fearsome and he had a hunger inside him that threatened to swallow her whole. "Oh so you thought that me seeing

you fucking that whore would make me jealous? I always knew you were stupid Robert but this really is getting beyond ridiculous."

Grabbing her hair with one hand bring his other one up to cup her small breast as Elia nearly died with fear Robert smiled in satisfaction. Bowing his head until he was eye level with her he finally caught her captive with his storm blue eyes that so many other women had fallen victim to in the past.

"Sweet, sweet Elia my fiery princess what am I going to do with you? I can see it in your eyes now you want me as a woman wants and man. Sure you may despise my character but even now my face and body lure you in." Chuckling darkly he rolled his hips up into her as she brought forth a frightened gasp.

But Elia was ever defiant and she would always remember her house's words "Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken." Such strong words. She must be remain as strong as them and Robert "Princess kidnapper and whore lover" Baratheon would not see her quake in fear.

Refusing to stare away from his eyes afraid that he would take that as weakness Elia spoke her next words through gritted teeth hoping they would have the desired effect of riling him up "Actually my young lord if anything after what I have see today my lord husband is a better lover than you will ever be!"

The words did have their desired effect the smirk on his handsome face soon turned in a snarl ashe suddenly brought his fist up as though to strike her. Screaming she brought her hands up to cover her face only to hear the sound of a loud crash as pieces of the wall next to her got smashed through with his massive fist.

Terrified now she knew what she had done was foolish but she couldn't show her fear. Grabbing and pulling her roughly into his body so their was no space at all between them he brought his lips to her ear as he pulled at her hair. "See that is where you're wrong Elia, the seed has already been planted and there is nothing you can do about it!"

And as Elia felt his body pressed sinfully against hers with his dark blue eyes boring into her she had a sad feeling he was right. She soon found her eyes falling from his trap of a gaze until they fell on his broad well muscled chest which was covered in dark hair and lower still. Gods help her for what is to come.