A/N: Thanks to Zabuzasgirl, Revanknight25, Hermioneandmarcus, and fairydaisy777 for reviewing. So happy that you guys loved it! Just a minor time jump approximately a week since the last chapter. I want to apologize ahead of time just in case I don't update often. My phone has been crashing and that's how I would normally post new chapters. But I will have the chapters written just in case my phone acts right.
This is rated M for language, violence and sexual situations. WARNING A MAJOR LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER. YOU CAN SKIP IF YOU WANT TO.
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In the Tower of the Hand Tywin waits patiently for the small council members to arrive so they can discuss important matters. He stands tall beside his chair as he looks at the doorway. Lord Varys, Lord Baelish, and Maester Pycelle enter the room. Lord Varys looks over to Lord Baelish and then he turns to his right and looks at Maester Pycelle and then all three of them look at Tywin. Tyrion Lannister finally arrives as everyone turns to look at him.
Tywin Lannister gazes at them before sitting down in his seat. Everyone seemed to get the message as Lord Varys steps forward, Petyr Baelish walks in front of him making Varys stop in his tracks and takes his seat first beside Tywin. Lord Varys follows and sits next to Petyr as Maester Pycelle sits next to Varys. Tyrion still stands at the entrance as Cersei enters the room. He looks up at her but she ignores everyone and walks up to a chair. She lifts the chair up and carries it to the opposite side of the table so she could sit on Tywin's right side, alone.
Everyone continues to look at Tyrion considering he is not yet seated. He smirks and walks over to the remaining chair and grabs the head of it and slowly drags it across the floor making it squeak as he pulls the chair at the end of the table facing across from Tywin Lannister. He sits down and pulls the chair further up to the table.
Tyrion looks around. "Intimate. Lovely table. Better chairs than the old Small Council chambers. Conveniently close to your own quarters. I like it. " He said as Varys bit back a smirk.
Tywin slightly nodded and turned to face his left where Varys was sitting. "What news of Jamie?" he asked.
Everyone kept their mouths shut and figured to look elsewhere. Tywin looked around the room to each person. "Twenty thousand unwashed Northerners have known about his escape for weeks. Collectively, you control more spies and informants than the rest of the world combined." Tywin said as Varys looked a bit nervous. "Do you mean to tell me that none of you has any notion of where he is?" Tywin questioned.
"We are trying, My Lord." Varys spoke.
"Try harder!" Tywin stated sternly. Varys nodded.
"What do we have then?" Tywin asked.
"Robb Stark and most of his bannermen are in Riverrun for the funeral of his grandfather, Lord Hoster Tully. It seems that Arya Stark is in their presence as well. No one knows how she came into their camp but they still demand Sansa to be with them. In Stark's absence, Roose Bolton holds Harrenhal." He said as he looked at Petyr Baelish. "Which would seem to make him Lord of Harrenhal in practice not in name." Varys teased.
"Let him have it. The name suits our purposes far more than that pile of rubble. The Lord of Harrenhal will make a worthy suitor for the widow Arryn." Tywin says as he looks at Baelish.
"For which I am extremely grateful to you, my Lord. Lady Arryn and I have known each other since we were children. She has always been positively predisposed toward me." Baelish stated.
Tywin nodded. "Varys, has any of your birds have spoken about Rhaenyra or where she might have gone?" he questioned.
Varys shook his head. "No sight of her." he replied.
"How can no one know anything about her? She has two dragons and you mean to tell me no one has seen them flying around?" he demanded.
"I thought you told me, you didn't care anymore." Tyrion mentioned.
Tywin gave him a glare. "I'm concerned for others that she may have come across. I don't need any more dead bodies dragged to our front doors." He replied.
"Of course." Tyrion smirked.
Varys gave a knowing look towards Tyrion as Maester Pycelle started speaking. "A successful courtship would make Lord Baelish, acting Lord of the Vale." He commented.
"Titles do seem to breed titles." Baelish replied.
"You'll leave for the Eyrie as soon as possible and bring Lysa Arryn into the fold. Then the young wolf can add his own aunt to the lists of people who have taken arms against him." Tywin stated.
"Far be it from me to hinder true love, but Lord Baelish's absence would present certain problems. The royal wedding may end up being the most expensive event in living memory." Tyrion started as Varys nodded in agreement. "Summer has ended, hard days lie ahead. Not a good time to leave the crown's finances unattended." He finished.
"Fully agreed. Which is why I am naming you new Master of Coin." Tywin replied. Cersei silently chuckled. "Master of Coin?" Tyrion questioned.
"It would appear, a position to best suit your talents." Tywin said.
Tyrion tapped on the table. "I'm quite good at spending money, but a lifetime of outrageous wealth hasn't taught me much about managing it." Tyrion replied.
Cersei looked at her brother. "I have no doubt you will prove equal to this challenge." She said.
"Hear, hear." Pycelle said as his hand connected with the table.
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Back in Oberyn's chambers, Rhaenyra was at his desk wearing a robe as she had a quill in her hand. She looked down at the blank parchment thinking about what she was going to write. She knew this day has come and she didn't know what to say. She took a deep breath and dipped the quill into the ink and began to write...
My Dearest Aunt,
It has been some time since I have written you; I hope you can forgive me. Things have been so hectic around me that I haven't quite found peace until recently. I hope all is well and I wish you good fortune. After pondering for some time, I figured it would be time to officially meet. I have a few surprises for you and your dragons...if you hatched them.
I wanted to tell you about my so called family. I have renounced any claim to them recently. I just wish you don't look at me differently. As you know my mother was your sister Elaena but my father is was Jamie Lannister. The man who murdered our family. I recently found out the truth about him hence why I am staying with a friend. Please don't push me away. You are the only one I have left.
Please write back letting me know if you want to meet up. You can tell me when and where to meet you.
Love,
Rhaenyra
Rhaenyra poured some lead onto the letter and blowing off the extra lead so it would dry quicker. She folded up the letter and sealed it with Oberyn's seal. She looked at the finished letter and wondered if she had enough strength to send it out.
Oberyn carried a bottle of wine in his hand and a bowl of strawberries in the other. She maneuvered around to get his chamber door open. Once he did he kicked open the door and closed it quickly. He spotted his beautiful love at his desk, wearing a robe and her hair still a bit disheveled from earlier. She looked lost in her thoughts. He placed the items he was carrying on his table and walked over to her. He ran his fingertips down her neck. He felt goose bumps break out across her skin.
"Is everything okay?" he asked as he leaned down to kiss her below her ear.
"Yes." She whispered as Oberyn glided his hand under her robe teasing her hardened nipples.
"Do you still need to forget?" he questioned as he pinched her nipples.
Rhaenyra breathed deeply and moaned. "Not really but I won't turn you down." She said as she faced him and reached up and grabbed his face and smashed her lips onto his.
WARNING SMUT AHEAD. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Oberyn happily obliged as he kissed her passionately. He grabbed her arms and stood her up untying her robe leaving her once again bare. He pulled back from the kiss and admired his beauty. She had all the right curves and her stomach was toned. She bit her lip as he gazed at her. He grabbed her and kissed her again. Rhaenyra moaned in his mouth and then nipped his bottom lip. Oberyn growled and grabbed her ass and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him and reached in between them to caress his erection.
"Rhaenyra." He whimpered. Rhaenyra continued to caress him as he laid her on the bed. He hovered over her kissing every inch of her body. He sucked at her breasts leaving his marks. He kissed lower on her belly as he dipped his tongue in her navel making her squirm in anticipation.
"No teasing Oberyn." She moaned. Oberyn chuckled against her skin as he continued to kiss lower nipping at her inner thighs. Rhaenyra arched her back and moaned. "Patience, my love." He huskily said. Oberyn placed kisses on her womanhood as Rhaenyra closed her eyes taking in all the pleasure. Oberyn licked and sucked her bundle of nerves making Rhaenyra moan loudly. He continued to nip and use his tongue to pleasure her as Rhaenyra's hands were fisted in the sheets. He slipped his tongue inside her thrusting it deep within her. Rhaenyra reached down and fisted his hair.
"Oberyn, I'm close." She whimpered as she felt the coil build up in her belly. Oberyn continued to move his tongue faster. Rhaenyra and Oberyn were so caught up with one another that they didn't hear Ellaria enter the room.
Ellaria Sand was so intrigued by the sight in front of her, which she could not move. Oberyn was going down on this Targaryen girl. She watched Rhaenyra whither in pleasure. To be honest she was quite aroused watching her lover be with another woman. She watched at Oberyn stop his movements with his tongue and inserts two fingers in her. Ellaria silently moaned and began to feel her juices leak. Oberyn casually looked over to where Ellaria was standing and signaled her to join them. Ellaria unsnaps her dress as she lets it fall onto the floor and makes her way towards the bed.
Oberyn kisses Rhaenyra silencing some of her moans as he curls his fingers within her. Rhaenyra feels Oberyn kiss her neck below her ear making her arch her back again. Ellaria moves on the bed and kisses Oberyn on the lips. She looks down at Rhaenyra and smirks. Ellaria glides her hands on Rhaenyra's breasts and squeezes them gently as she pulls at her erect nipples.
Rhaenyra moans and feels herself unraveling. She opens her eyes and finds that Ellaria is in bed with them. She raises her eyebrows and opens her mouth to ask a question when Oberyn moves his fingers faster making her scream in pleasure as she comes on his hand. Rhaenyra rests on the pillows short of breath. Oberyn leans down and kisses her.
Oberyn takes off his pants and opens Rhaenyra's legs again. He glides his finger along her thigh watching it tremble from her sensitivity. "Oberyn." She says and looks towards Ellaria. Oberyn grabs her chin to look at him. "This is Dorne. Don't worry about her. Let her watch...or join." He replied and kissed her as he thrusted into her. She moaned in his mouth and wrapped her legs around him pulling him deeper.
Ellaria lay on her side plopping her elbow against her cheek watching the scene unfold. She watched Rhaenyra meet Oberyn's thrusts as he moved inside of her. Ellaria watched as reached her hand down her womanhood moving her fingers inside of her. She threw her head back and moaned as she listened to the pleasure melody echoing off the walls. Oberyn looked over to the other side of the bed and watched Ellaria pleasure herself. Oberyn was completely turned on by both his lovers moaning. "Come here." He groaned as Rhaenyra raked her nails down his back.
Ellaria crawled over to him and kissed him firmly and ran her hand down Rhaenyra's stomach circling her bundle of nerves. Oberyn pulled out of Rhaenyra as Ellaria leaned down on all fours in between Rhaenyra's legs and began to suck and finger fuck her. Rhaenyra squeezed her legs tighter around Ellaria's head as she threw her head back. Ellaria moaned into her mound and raked her nails down Rhaenyra's legs.
Oberyn watched his two lovers make love passionately. He kneeled behind Ellaria and inserted himself into her making her fall on Rhaenyra. Ellaria removed her mouth from her mound and lean up and captured Rhaenyra's lips. Rhaenyra grabbed Ellaria's dark hair and pulled her closer. Ellaria kept her weight on her right arm as Oberyn pounded into her as she used her left fingers to make Rhaenyra cum. Oberyn grabbed Ellaria's hips pulling her closer and deeper to him as Ellaria arched her back and clawed at Rhaenyra's sides as she came. Oberyn continued to thrust until he released inside of her.
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Ellaria collapsed on top of Rhaenyra as Oberyn slipped out of Ellaria and lay next to them. He turned to face them as Ellaria and Rhaenyra continued to caress each other's body. "I must say ladies, I'm quite impressed." He smirked.
Rhaenyra blushed and laughed. "I'm impressed with myself. Never in a million of years would I have thought about doing something like that." She said.
"Of what being with another woman?" Ellaria questioned and ran her hand across Rhaenyra's breast.
Rhaenyra grabbed Ellaria's hand and kissed her fingertips. "Yes." She said seductively.
Ellaria smiled and kissed her again as Rhaenyra pulled her closer. "Ladies...I'm feeling a bit left out." Oberyn joked.
Ellaria pulled back. "There's still plenty for you lover, but for now, I want her." she replied.
Rhaenyra laughed. "Perhaps you're right Ellaria. I want to taste you next." She said. Oberyn groaned and looked down at his semi hardon. "You're trying to kill me loves." He said
"Why don't you be a good boy and watch?" Rhaenyra spoke as she switched positions with Ellaria. Rhaenyra settled in between her thighs as she places butterfly kisses on surrounding skin until she got to her destination.
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Hope you enjoyed this chapter :)))))) This was my first time writing a threesome scene. I hope I did a good job. Sorry if I offended anyone. More to come.
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