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King's Landing, 301 AC
"Please, please", she is beseeching, her hands clenching on his chest, his arms. The King looks down at his wife, her eyes filled with tears could soften him up, but he must not cede to her. He grabs her wrists, firmly, but not brutally, and he makes her take a few steps back. They are alone in their chambers, and he has just told her that she needs to leave the capital, to join her brother in Riverrun. Aylis is pregnant with a new child, and Daenerys and Aegon's threat has become more serious than ever. Many of Stannis's spies in Essos have told him they had managed to get a fleet and Daenerys has convinced the Dothrakis to cross the sea. When he has known, Stannis has felt his stomach knotting painfully: he knows the value of those warriors, and the harm they could do to his people, to his family. This is when he has decided to take them away from King's Landing. Riverrun is closer from Winterfell and if the capital falls, that Stannis is killed, Aylis and the children could reach the forces of the North easily. But, as usual, Aylis is complicating things. She has first yelled, punched his chest, and finally beseeched him. She keeps crying now, the rays of sunshine breaking through the window, lighting up her face, projecting on the wall the shadow of her huge bump. Stannis watches her, her shoulders shattering with her sobs, her eyes shining with tears. He feels bad, so bad, he hates seeing her cry, he feels like someone has torn his heart out of his chest and has stabbed him a hundred times. He has no choice: he cannot risk her life. She is the Queen, she can rule without him. She should know she can, but Aylis has never imagined her life without him. She has feared every battle he has fought, and has always thought she would join him if he has to die. Even with the children, whom she loves with her whole heart, she cannot imagine living, surviving without Stannis. He is her everything. He has given her everything.
After long minutes, she feels, at least, her husband's hand on her shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly, and a chuckle blurts out among sobs, a despaired chuckle. Stannis wraps his arms around her, as to protect, as to make her realize he will always be here for her.
"I am sorry", he whispers in her ear. "I cannot fight well if I worry about you. I will need to focus on the battle… Aylis, if… if the Dothrakis take the town…"
"Please, please don't!" she gasps in fear. She has heard too many stories about the Dothrakis.
Stannis turns her around to face her:
"If they take the town, they will burn every house, kill every man, every child, and rape every woman, one after another. I do not want that for my people and I am sure you do not want that either" he says softly, wiping her tears away. She nods slowly, knowing that what he says is the bare truth. A horrific shivers runs up and down her spine, and she snuggles in Stannis's chest. He leans her head on her hair, and slightly kisses her hair:
"And what about the people, the small folks?" she asks in a whisper.
"I will order the city to leave. The only people the Dothrakis should meet here are the soldiers. The dragons will destroy most of the city I guess, but Lady Melisandre has thought of a machine to take the dragons down", he says, remembering she has told her about fishermen who are using big harpoons to hunt very strange animals in the sea. She had worked with blacksmiths and they ended up having a dangerous weapon to use against Daenerys. After checking its efficiency, Stannis has ordered that the blacksmiths forge them as many as they can. "The whole realm is with me", he says again. "No one wants to see the Dothrakis sack their lands. I do not want you to be afraid. You need to be strong, for me, and for them", he says, placing his hand on her bump, smiling slightly as he feels the baby kicking. Aylis nods slowly: will they ever live a time of peace? No wars, no battles, just her family living happy and safe. She smiles bitterly: what did she think? She lives in Westeros, where murderers are seen as heroes, and good men seen as weak. She wonders if there is a place in this world, where her husband will be loved and respected as much as she does, as much as he deserves it. The people of King's Landing do not really love Stannis. Aylis is way more popular. They are happy that they get rid of the Lannisters but, they still think Stannis is moody and not loveable. The fact that he is ready to sacrifice his life to save them is not enough. Her face buried in his neck, she feels the urge, the sudden urge to show him how much she loves him, to make him feel the bliss she feels when she sees him. She closes her eyes, her lips running on his neck. He lets out a very light sigh, and she licks his Adam's apple. She would like to hickey him, but she cannot, it would show too much there. Her hands grope his butt, sticking his body against hers. He gives her a burning look, and kisses her suddenly. He rolls her dress up feverishly, his hands shaking with arousal, finding the soft and burning skin. He suddenly stops, just as Aylis is unbuttoning his breeches.
"Are you sure we can do this?" he whispers, not daring anger her. She simply nods:
"I am fine, and your heir is fine too."
Before he can nod or say something, she has gotten on her knees and her mouth has taken his member. The violence of the pleasure makes him stumble and he leans a hand against the wall, the other one stroking Aylis's hair. He stares at her, and she stares back at him. His feelings are mixed, he is very excited by what she is doing, and somehow disgusted as well. This is not something ladies do, let alone Queens. He groans as pleasure sharpens and he imagines suddenly Robert, laughing and slamming his back as he used to do: "Come on brother! Enjoy it! She is pretty good, from what I can see."
Stannis pales and shakes his head to chase those awful thoughts. He tries to concentrate on Aylis but it is useless. He pulls out and helps her standing up again, taking her dress off, revealing her gorgeous naked body, the milky skin, the pink and hard nipples, the swollen breasts, ready to feed his son, and, down, the dark bush protecting her intimacy. She looks so strong and so frail at the same time. He keeps staring at her before Aylis movements chase this thoughtful look away: she has lied down on the bed, her long hair spreading over the pillows, her legs spread, offering herself to him, her husband, her king. He slowly undresses and joins her, but staying at the edge of the bed. He wraps his arms around her legs and suddenly, he pulls her very close from him. She squeals, half surprised, half delighted and she runs her hands in his hair. "Yes", she sighs in advance and giggles as Stannis slowly blows on her sex. She shivers violently, and her nipples harden, even more when he gives her a very long lick. Aylis arches her back violently, her eyes shutting tight because of the pleasure she feels. She feels Stannis's hands slipping under her back, his hot tongue exploring her, the sounds he's making both exciting and embarrassing. Her fists clench on the sheets, her head laying back, her lips parting to let moans escaping. Her hands run through Stannis' hair, too short to let her grab it. She had loved his hair from the second she has seen it, and she loves seeing it in each of her children. Her pleasure reaches its peak so fast she is surprised herself. Stannis smirks proudly, and Aylis pulls him close: "I love you", she says desperately. "I love you too" he whispers and thrusts in her. Aylis and he look at each other, before bursting out laughing: the bump is so big it prevents Stannis from getting in. Aylis quickly grabs his hand and pulls him to the top of the bed. Stannis lies by her and she turns her back at him, although she goes on looking at him. Stannis lies on his side and slowly guides himself in her. He closes his eyes with ecstasy, and makes love to her, slow and sweet, stroking her a lot. When they both come, he is so overwhelmed by everything that happened, the war councils, this tough decision he has to take, the great pleasure he has just experienced, that he just closes his eyes and doesn't open them again. The first snore makes Aylis chuckle and she moves away, his cock slipping out of her. Stannis groans slightly and she snuggles against him, finally falling asleep with her husband.