Tywin grabbed Alica's skirts right under her bottom and pulled them up to reveal her in her smallclothes. Tywin's expert hand made short work of her corset until it fell to Alica's feet. Alica stepped out of the corset and kicked it away. Embarrassed, she covered her breasts with her hands and looked down at her feet. Tywin grabbed her hands and roughly moved them from her large, round tits. Alica felt a pang of heat between her legs, making her gasp.

"Aroused, are we?" Tywin asked. Alica felt another pang of heat, a little moan passing through her lips. "It's rude to not reply to your husband."

"Yes!" Alica exclaimed, her tone distressed and needy. She watched as Tywin knelt down, his hands letting go of hers, and removed the cloth that wrapped around her hips, pulling it down slowly, teasingly, letting it fall around her feet. She stepped out of them and kicked her shoes off. She was now naked before her husband, she tried covering herself up again, but Tywin grabbed her hands before she could.

"Go lay down." Tywin instructed, letting go of her hands. It took all of Alica's focus not to try and cover herself up again. She wanted this, right? She knew she did, she needed it more than anything. But there was a part of her that focused on her insecurities instead of on her needs. Would Tywin enjoy this? What would come after this besides potentially a child? How would she be treated by her peers afterwards? All of these things ran through her mind.

Alica laid down on the bed, looking at Tywin, not daring to look away. She watched as he carefully stripped. Her lips parted and her breathing grew heavier as she watched Tywin take off his clothes in a manner that made her almost impatient. The more exposed he was, the more she wanted him, and the more time seemed to tease her.

She pressed her thighs together when Tywin's leather jerkin, boots and undershirt were off, revealing him half naked. His body, while aged, was still powerful and strong. Alica breath grew even heavier, and her cunt throbbed more. She imagined herself pouncing the old lion as if she were the lion and he were the prey, not the other way around.

"Wait." Alica said, not meaning to have it sound like a moan.

"Scared, are we?" Tywin asked.

"No." Alica muttered. "May I strip the rest of you myself?" Alica asked. Tywin looked at her for a moment before walking closer to the bed, nodding in approval. Alica got on her knees, scooted closer to her husband, and put her hands on Tywin's hips, taking notice of the bulge between his thighs. After a moment of just stroking his hips, she put her fingers inside his trousers and pulled them down slowly. Tywin finished off the stripping of his trousers for her while she worked on removing his smallclothes.

Alica's breath stopped, everything in her mind stopped when she got a good look at his cock. Long and thick it was, veins pulsing with blood made themselves clear. Alica wanted to touch it, but as the same time she was too afraid. She found it hard to close her parted lips, she was so much in awe at this beautiful, yet alien thing before her.

Her eyes eventually looked around his entire body. His cock matched the rest of him, the rest of his powerful body. Alica finally was able to breathe again, her breath as heavy as earlier. Alica's curiosity was slowly turning into desire.

Tywin gave her the time she needed to just simply look at him. He found himself watching her black eyes graze his body, taking in every scar and detail. Tywin couldn't help but smirk, she was reacting so stereotypically for a virgin. So sweet and innocently shocked, but deep down, she was ready to be the assertive one and fuck him.

"Lay down." Alica said. "I need to touch you." She moved out of the way and watched as he laid down next to her.

Alica scooted closer, Tywin wrapping his arms around her. She started kissing his chest, making her way up to his nipple where she stucked and gently bit. Her hand wandered across Tywin's chest to find the other nipple where she would pinch it, rolling it between her fingers. Alica felt Tywin's breath, it was soothing, calm, even in his state of arousal he managed to be in control of himself.

"I need to see something." Tywin requested. Alica stopped and looked at Tywin, who gently pushed her so she laid on her back. Tywin moved and knelt before her, spreading her legs slowly until he got a good look at Alica's little cunt. His fingers ghosted down from her clitoris to her labia, making Alica gasp.

He parted her labia to see that she was still a virgin, her hymen covering her entrance, save for a small hole. Tywin knew it would be easier on her if he brought pleasure to her, but his own desire was trying to catch up with him.

Tywin lifted her hips so that her legs rested on his shoulders and her pussy was at his mouth. Tywin started licking around her, tasting her wet cunt, feasting upon her like he had never felt a woman before. Alica's little moans only encouraged Tywin to go up to her clit, that was when her moans slowly grew louder and longer.

"Please!" Alica begged. "This is too good!" Alica said as she tried to scoot away. Tywin brought her back up and kept an even tighter hold on her.

"Where did you think you were going?" Tywin asked.

"It feels too good, please!" Alica plead. Tywin ignored her and kept on his tangent of cunnilingus. He started sucking her clit, then continued to lick it. This pattern kept on going until Alica started screaming.

"Tywin! Please! Don't stop! I need to…" Alica couldn't find the words for what she needed. It puzzled her. What did she need?

Alica fell to pieces, screaming and moaning Tywin's name as her body squirmed and spasmed, glowing red from the rush of blood that pulsed through her, sweat making her rosy body shine. Alica had never felt so much pleasure before, not even when she touched herself. It seemed that the old lion knew her body better than she did.

Alica panted, her chest rising high her her breaths. Tywin laid down beside her and put his arms around her, pulling her close to his chest. Within a few minutes of them resting, Tywin got back up again, only to spread her legs yet again.

"Tywin, I can't, I'm so tired." Alica told him. Tywin raised an eyebrow, looking down at her wet, rosy cunt. She may have been tired, but her cunt was begging to be fucked.

"I never thought you so forgetful." Tywin said. Alica looked at him confused.

"What?" She asked.

"I've attended to your needs, now you attend to mine." Tywin replied. Alica now understood, through her tired gaze came a smile.

"Oh." Alica giggled, feeling silly. "Forgive me?"

"We'll see when I'm done with you." Tywin said. He grabbed his cock and placed it against her cunt with ease that would only come from someone who had done this a lot. "This will hurt, but the pain will fade in time."

"I know." Alica replied. "I'm ready.

Tywin thrust into her, her cunt slick enough so that it wasn't as forceful as perhaps another virgin would be. Alica cringed, her hands rushing wrap around Tywin, her fingers digging into his back. She felt a tear in her eye, but that was the extent of the pain.

Alica only bled a little bit on the sheets, and was starting to feel the mix of pleasure and pain instead of just pain. Tywin hadn't moved since he thrust into her, waiting for her to adjust, for her to want it. He groaned, she was so fucking tight he could hardly stand to not thoroughly pound into her. Alica could see in his eyes that Tywin desired her as she desired him. It was that moment where Alica began to move her hips, the pain had faded to a tolerable pang, but the pleasure began to grow and creep throughout her body.

Tywin started fucking her, controlling himself and going slow, not wanting to hurt his wife more than he already did. Alica's hands stopped their clawing and started to simply rub and soothe where she had brutally clawed and scratched Tywin.

"I'm sorry for scratching you." Alica muttered.

"Gods, you could do it again if you like." Tywin groaned.

"Oh." Alica said, staring at her husband's determined expression. "You don't have to be gentle." Alica said. " I'm fine now."

Tywin, without a word, started pounding into her, revealing that Alica didn't know what she was asking for. It hurt, but at the same time the pleasure was unmatched. Alica moaned, watching his cock slide in and out of her frantically. She could feel her tits and arse jiggle as their hips met. Tywin grabbed ahold of her breasts and kept on pounding relentlessly, making her squeal in delight.

Alica started to feel like she was about to shatter again, her moans crescendoed, her body flushed red, and her cunt tightened around his cock even more so. But before she did, she watched as the old lion fell apart himself with a roar. She felt hot, thick fluid fill her cunt, the sensation pushed her over the edge and she came, squirting her own ejaculate on Tywin's hips. After that, the old lion crawled off of her and laid down by her side.

"Tywin. I'm so sorry." Alica apologized.

"For what?" He asked.

"I just urinated on you."

"Alica, that wasn't urine." Tywin replied. Alica's eyes widened.

"Then what was it?" She asked.

"None of the maesters know its purpose, but it seems like the gods were kind enough to give a woman ways to express her pleasure as well." Tywin said.

"Oh. I'm sorry still, the sheets are wet now." Alica said.

"That's when you know you've done well to your partner." Tywin told her. "Get some rest, there's going to be a long day of questions for you."

Alica was about to ask why, but she realized that her finally being bedded would bring about quite a lot of gossip around Casterly Rock. Alica nodded, nestled against Tywin's chest, and the two of them dozed off within a few minutes.