STORY TITLE: Reyne's Rebirth
PART: 10 of ?
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
DISTRIBUTION: , Questionable Questing, Hentai-Foundry, Archive of Our Own
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters you recognize belong to me, they all belong to George R.R. Martin and HBO
SUMMARY: The Lannisters believed they had destroyed the last of the Reyne family during their rebellion. But they were wrong, and in the aftermath of Prince Rhaegar's defeat of Robert Baratheon at the Trident, the last Reyne makes his plans to return.
FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
CATEGORY: Harem
RELATIONSHIPS: Rhaegar/Lyanna, Rhaegar/Elia Martell, Randal Reyne/Daenerys Targaryen, Randal Reyne/Daenerys Targaryen/Multiple Women
RATING: NC-17
WORDS: 8,490
SPOILERS: None, goes AU prior to Season One of Game of Thrones
WARNINGS: If you've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest. Of course, since we are talking about the Tragaryen's, incest as well.
AUTHOR'S NOTE ON TYRION AND TYSHA: Tyrion met and married Tysha after Tywin was forced into exile, so the lie that she was a whore and the gang rape by the Lannister guardsmen never occurred in this AU.
BETA'D BY: Starway Man
Randal Reyne's Quarters
The Red Keep
Two Weeks After the Wedding
Late Evening (seventh month, 302 AC)
Arianne smiled sleepily, her Lady's arms around her, as she watched her Lord plunging deep into Imra's ass while the girl's mouth was latched onto Jasmine's pussy.
It was a familiar scene, the only variation was which girl was being enjoyed. Arianne had been in both girls' positions countless times over the last couple of weeks, and wouldn't change it for the world!
She struggled to pay attention as her Lady's voice came from behind her, and Arianne could hear the amusement, "Just imagine how Margaery Tyrell is going to squeal when she's the one filling our bed, husband. She's far more innocent than our other girls, and it's going to be entertaining teaching her..."
Arianne wanted to grin at hearing that, but she was just too tired. Margaery wasn't quite as innocent as her Lord and Lady thought, she knew that for a fact after the two of them spent the afternoon after the bedding with their mouths between each other's thighs. She wondered if her Lady would want her to plant the idea in Margaery's mind?
She was still thinking about that, when Arianne collapsed from exhaustion and fell asleep.
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The Same Place
The Next Morning
Daenerys Reyne of House Targaryen woke to the feel of a warm tongue licking her private, intimate parts - the same way she'd woken for the last several days - and smiled drowsily.
She relaxed and let the pleasure build up until it burst, the climax waking her completely. Looking down at Arianne, Dany then stroked the girl's hair as her attendant grinned happily.
The girl placed a kiss right on her Lady's swollen lips before moving over to Randal and taking him in her mouth, waking her husband. Dany rolled over onto her side to watch their servant have at it, enjoying the enthusiasm Arianne was showing.
Reaching down, Dany slipped her hand between the girl's thighs, rubbing her soaking pussy before plunging two fingers inside. She pumped slowly, working the girl closer and closer to the edge, easily reading the way she moved and the sounds Arianne made to know when she was on the verge of cumming.
It had almost become a game to her and her husband, to make the Dornish girl cum just as he was filling her mouth with his seed. Of course, Arianne had figured it out within a few days and enjoyed it as much as she and her husband did, doing her best to make her husband cum before she came herself.
It didn't matter who won their little game, though, the three of them were always in a good mood when it was time to go to breakfast.
Watching carefully, Dany could see from the tension in her husband's face that Randal was very close, so she moved her hand so that the fingers were still pumping Arianne but her thumb was rubbing the girl's rear hole. The Dornish girl sped up her efforts, her head bobbing between Randal's legs, taking his cock deep into her mouth, eager to taste his seed.
Just as her husband stiffened, Dany popped her thumb into the girl's ass, pushing her over the edge into orgasm. Arianne swallowed automatically; even overwhelmed with pleasure, she didn't want to miss any of her Lord's seed. Dany didn't blame her, she greatly enjoyed the proof that she had pleased her husband as well.
Stretching, she slid out of the bed and walked into the bathing room where Imra had already filled the tub. Smiling at the girl, Dany stepped down into the scalding water and let her maid get her prepared for the day. It was only a few minutes later that her husband and Arianne joined her, with Arianne making sure that Randal was completely cleaned.
It was while they were dressing that Arianne said, "Pardon me, my Lady, but I heard you and Lord Randal discussing Margaery Tyrell last night, and how innocent she was likely to be." She then grinned, "Margaery isn't quite as innocent as you may think, although I'm certain she's never lain with any man. Still, I can say that she's very skilled at using her mouth and fingers to please another lady."
Dany looked up and caught her husband's eye, and saw the same interest that she felt. "Really, and how certain are you about Margaery's abilities?"
Arianne giggled, "It was after you two were escorted to the bedding chamber, and I'll admit I might have had a little too much of wine, my Lady. But seeing the two of you practically naked affected me quite a bit. Well, as I'm sure you've guessed, I was so excited that I had to find some privacy to get relief. I had ducked into an open room after making sure it was empty, and had just pulled up my dress and tugged off my small clothes when the door opened. It was Margaery, but she didn't bother to check if the room was available, she just started tearing at her clothes.
"I really didn't mind the company, but I cleared my throat to let her know that she wasn't alone. Her eyes shot open, and when she saw me she smiled and kept taking off her clothes. By the time we were both naked, we were kissing frantically, and she had me stretched out on the floor, her mouth on my nipples and her fingers between my legs..."
Arianne's voice trailed off, clearly enjoying the memories, until Dany reached out to pinch the girl's nipple, getting her attention. That pulled the Dornish girl back to the present and she said, "Well, I'm sure you can guess where it went from there. But, would you like me to arrange to spend time with her again, before you meet with the Tyrell's? I'm fairly sure I can convince Lady Margaery that she would enjoy becoming one of My Lady's attendants."
Randal chuckled, "I'm sure you could, and you'd enjoy it - just as much as young Lady Tyrell would. I'm meeting with them at the end of the week, so you have our permission to try. I'm sure the Queen of Thorns and her son are already aware of the arrangement I negotiated with your father, and the Tyrell's owe House Reyne a great deal more than House Nymeros Martell did. So I wouldn't be surprised if the girl is...well, extremely accommodating.
"The Tyrell's are extremely wealthy, but the debt would cause them difficulties if all of it had to be repaid at once. At least the Waynewood's and the Tarly's were able to pay their debts in full, which I was expecting... although with the Tarly's as a vassal House to the Tyrell's, I would have expected them to be involved. But they weren't, or at least their involvement was very well hidden."
Randal shrugged, "So, yes, you have our permission to do your best to convince the young Lady Margaery if you wish."
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The Red Keep
Arianne Martell's Quarters
The Next Day
Afternoon
Margaery Tyrell was doing her best to hide her nervousness, but did her best to hide it - as her father and grandmother had been quite clear that a great deal was at stake during this visit.
It had been slightly embarrassing when her Lord Father had referred to the 'unusual attitudes' about private matters that the Dornish had, since it was obvious he was referring to their habits of bedding each other, but she managed to keep her reactions hidden. Her father had no idea just how she and Arianne had gotten so close, and Margaery wanted to let him keep his blissful ignorance.
Grandmother knew, of course, she always did, but there was no censure from the old woman. Well, other than the usual biting comments about being discreet, and how her son was a complete oaf for not recognizing all the signs, and things of that nature.
Grandmother had also said that she had done many things, some pleasant, some unspeakable, to protect her family, and Margaery would find herself doing the same thing. The old woman had just grinned at her and observed, quietly, that this would doubtless be one of the more pleasant ones. Margaery had to fight the blush, which just made the old woman laugh and laugh.
Taking a deep breath, Margaery knocked on the door to Arianne's quarters, only to have the door open almost immediately. But it wasn't Arianne who opened the door, no - it was another girl, maybe a few years older, who was standing there smiling and waving her in.
Margaery then heard the sound of water splashing coming from an open door, and then she heard Arianne's voice, " Margaery? Come on in and join me, I'm just enjoying an afternoon bath."
She was already moving toward the door, a bath sounded delightful, especially with Arianne for company, when she heard the rustle of clothing from behind her. Looking back, Margaery saw that the girl who opened the door had removed her dress and was standing there completely nude.
Margaery's mind went blank for an instant, before she grinned. This 'bath' had just gotten a lot more entertaining!
Margaery started unbuttoning her dress as she walked, letting it slide off her shoulders and fall to the floor as she stepped into the bathing room. Arianne was standing in the tub, gloriously nude, and Margaery's eyes widened when she noticed the lack of hair covering the other girl's...nether regions.
It made her itch to get her tongue between Arianne's folds and enjoy her squirming, just like last time. Pushing down her small clothes, Margaery stepped into the water and Arianne's open arms.
A quick, or not so quick, kiss later, the two of them were soaking in the hot water, joined by Jasmine, who was one of Princess Daenerys' maids. With a grin, Margaery looked over at Arianne and said, "Well, how is it?"
The Dornish girl's grin was positively lascivious as she leaned forward, lifting her breasts out of the water, "Better than I could have ever dreamed! My pussy was soaked from the minute Jasmine led me into my Lady's bath chamber, where she was soaking. She had me taking off my clothes with just a look, and then had me spreading my legs so Jasmine could remove all my hair. That's one of their rules, all the girls have to be hairless, and I'll admit - I've gotten to like it. Who wants to get hair on their tongue, anyway?"
Margaery closed her eyes as the images washed over her, and she bit her lip to keep back the moan, picturing Princess Daenerys taking control of her, making such intimate decisions for her. She had to struggle to stop her hand from going between her legs because she knew the story was going to get better, and she was right.
"After all the hair was removed to my Lady's satisfaction, she allowed me to serve her properly, which I was eager to do, of course. She was very pleased with my service, and directed Jasmine and I to use our mouths to pleasure each other while she watched us. The two of us had just finished enjoying each other when Lord Randal joined us, and he started removing his clothing. He was far from the first man who I'd seen naked, of course, but he was definitely one of the most - gifted!"
Margaery licked her suddenly dry lips and asked, "How, ah... how gifted?"
Arianne gave a throaty chuckle and held her hands' several inches apart, and said, her mouth at Margaery's ear, "And I had him in all three of my holes before I fell asleep that night, and every night since. It's been glorious!"
That was it!
Margaery's tenuous control snapped, and her arms came up, pulling the other girl closer and capturing her lips with her own. Breaking the kiss, she turned toward Jasmine and found the girl already within reach - so Margaery pulled her into a kiss as well.
This went on for a long moment before she stood up and took their hands. "Bed, now!" Margaery managed to say, pulling the girls to their feet.
Stumbling from the bath, ignoring their wet bodies, the three of them made it to Arianne's bed, and soon Margaery was laying on her back with Arianne's mouth on her, and Jasmine's bare pussy right over her tongue. Margaery reached up and pulled the girl closer, her tongue tasting the juices that were already flowing, enjoying the sweet taste as she swallowed.
Arianne was licking her at the same time, already knowing just what Margaery liked, although the feeling of the girl's finger rubbing her back hole felt a little odd. Margaery didn't mind, she was focused on Jasmine - so it came as a shock when she felt lips wrapping around her button, and sucking at the same time the finger pushed deep into her ass!
The sudden jolt of sensation pushed her over the edge, and Margaery screamed into Jasmine's pussy, her mouth being flooded with the girl's juices. Swallowing reflexively, Margaery was washed away on countless waves of pleasure, every part of her was flushed with ecstasy as she floated above her body. She was aware, in a detached way, of the feeling of Arianne still licking her, and it just added to the good feelings.
It wasn't until she felt Jasmine moving above her, and Arianne moving away, that Margaery was able to focus enough to return to her body. She then heard the amused voice of Princess Daenerys from beside the bed. "I see that my naughty girls have already gotten started without me…"
Blinking her eyes, she turned her head and saw the princess standing there, completely nude. Before Margaery could do more than just try to clear her throat, the princess laughed lightly, "Now, are you ready to get what you really want?"
Without giving her a chance to reply, Princess Daenerys climbed onto the bed and put her legs on either side of Margaery's face. Grinning in delight, Margaery reached up and lowered the princess to her mouth, and started serving her soon to be Lady...
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The Red Keep
King Rhaegar's Solar
Early Evening, The Next Day
The royal court had been in an uproar all day, ever since the call for Maester Marwyn had gone out - and for the first time in years, Rhaegar wasn't able to calm things down. It was understandable, of course, all the nobles would agree - since both of his wives had decided to give birth at the same time.
Fortunately, the King's Hand, Lord Jon Arryn, and the new Master of Coin, Lord Reyne were working together to ensure the normal business of the realm proceeded smoothly. There had been a bit of surprise when the King had announced Lord Reyne as Master of Coin, with many being curious as to the fate of Petyr Baelish. The curiosity faded (at least somewhat) when word of some of the man's crimes started to be whispered, and it was quickly accepted that the King was correct in having the man removed.
It was a source of amusement among certain members of the Houses, notably Oberyn Martell and a few others, that the brothels on the Street of Silk were doing better and the girls were happier after the word that the Master of Whores was no more.
Randal had laughed when he heard the comments, and wondered how long the Street of Silk would stay peaceful. He and Dany had discussed taking over managing the brothels if necessary, to add the gold to the kingdom's coffers. But truth be told, neither of them had much interest in getting that involved. Randal was still planning to visit each of the businesses, to find the locks that went with the ring of keys that he had found in Littlefinger's office, but that was all.
House Reyne did not need that sort of reputation, of course, given how prudish the Westerosi highborn could be.
Anyway, Dany had been practically bubbling with excitement the night before, eager to describe the fun she and the others had with the young Tyrell girl, and Randal had to admit he was looking forward to experiencing Lady Margaery for himself. He had arranged to meet with Lord Mace Tyrell after lunch today, but with the Queens both deciding to deliver their babies at once? Well, it caused the disruptions of several people's plans, not just his.
The only reason he was even slightly unhappy about both Queens' timing was that he'd received a raven from his mother this morning, containing letters for her sisters. But because of the demands on his time, Randal hadn't been able to deliver the letters. His Tarbeck aunts were still uncomfortable around other people, or he would have asked someone to escort the women to him so they could read the letters together. As it was, he would need to wait until the babes were born to go see them.
Finally, just when he and Lord Arryn were sitting down to a late dinner, the King walked into the private dining room wearing an exhausted smile. "My Lord Hand, Ser Randal - would you like to come and meet my new sons?"
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The Red Keep
The Tyrell Family Quarters
That Evening
He had been about to retire for the evening when the news of the two new (and thankfully healthy) princes reached their quarters, and Lord Mace Tyrell breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he wished any harm to either of King Rhaegar's queens, or their babes - in fact, he sincerely wished them well - but their early arrival had delayed the scheduled meeting with Lord Reyne again.
Mace was anxious to get the meeting completed so he and his retinue could return home to the Reach, which was a change from how he was feeling when Ser Randal had identified himself during the tourney. If he hadn't been made aware of the arrangements that Lord Reyne had made with the Martell's, he would have been dreading the meeting - since paying the entire debt at once would cause his family a great deal of trouble.
Fortunately, the word had gotten out fairly quickly about the arrangement with Prince Doran, there were too many people who owed the new Master of Coin gold and who wanted the information to prevent disaster. He and his mother had discussed things, including the role Margaery would play, and eventually agreed to accept House Reyne's 'arrangement'.
That his daughter had returned the prior evening almost bubbling with happiness over the time she had spent with Princess Arianne and Princess Daenerys made the decision a little easier to accept. And while Mace was certain he didn't want to know just how they spent their time together, it was clear that the Rose of Highgarden was eager to spend time with those two again.
Well. As long as his daughter's maidenhead remained intact until marriage, that was the important thing.
Mace knew it would be painful seeing his sweetling acting as a woman grown from now on, but the fact that Margaery was happy, as well as doing a great service for her House - well, that did ease the pain a bit. It was a pity that his wife Alerie didn't live long enough to see how mature their daughter had become; Mace knew that she would have adored the girl as much as he did.
And, since both Queens gave birth to sons, well - having them already on friendly terms with Margaery, as well as her closeness to Princess Daenerys? That would make negotiating for a future marriage between their Houses a good bit easier. Six and ten years wasn't that large a difference in age between a husband and wife, despite what some people thought - and Margaery would still be of childbearing age when the young prince, whichever one the King selected, was of age to marry.
Well, Mace knew he could be patient and wait until Lord Reyne was available. The Tyrell's had learned the value of waiting and quietly Growing Strong long ago.
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The Red Keep
Family Dining Quarters
The Next Evening
The evening meal was fairly quiet, with both Queen Elia and Queen Lyanna still resting after the birth of their children, and the King only making a brief appearance at the table before returning to his wives.
Randal was grateful for the quiet - because he could only imagine the comments that Queen Elia would have made, not to mention Queen Lyanna, over the way the two girls present were practically squirming in their seats from excitement. His wife was sitting calmly next to him, but he knew his beloved Dany well enough to know that she was just as eager as Arianne and Margaery, but she hid it much better.
As it was, Robb and Rhaenys watched them with barely concealed amusement, and even Sansa quirked an eyebrow at their behavior - before turning to whisper in Aegon's ear, making the young man blush.
Margaery had already moved into her rooms that afternoon, after his meeting with Lord Tyrell, and she had been quite clear about how she was looking forward to having Randal give her pleasure that night. And all things considered, Randal was looking forward to bedding her as well, although he was going to have to be fairly patient with her.
Mostly since she'd never been with a man before, and, unlike Dany, Margaery hadn't had anyone teach her what to do or what to expect after she ended up in his bed!
At least there was no doubt that the young Rose of Highgarden was comfortable laying with other women - since Dany and Arianne had already enjoyed the girl multiple times while Randal was working, and they'd commanded Jasmine to shave Margaery down there, as soon as she arrived in their rooms.
Dany had told him that Margaery had been a little nervous at first when Jasmine was told to do that, but soon relaxed after Arianne and Imra had reassured her it would be quick and painless. And all her nerves disappeared when she felt Jasmine's tongue on her bare pussy, of course. Randal would have enjoyed watching, but he and Lord Arryn were busy taking care of the realm's most urgent business while the King was distracted.
Fortunately, his goodbrother was planning to return to his royal duties in the morning, so Randal and the King's Hand could resume their normal workload - and the Small Council could take over the upcoming celebrations over the birth of House Targaryen's newest members.
As it was, Randal was just pleased that he had been able to spend time with his aged aunts and give them the letters from his mother, before having to meet with Lord Tyrell. Randal had been very happy not to be forced to meet with the Queen of Thorns again. He would never admit it to anyone, even his wife - but Randal wasn't totally confident that he would have walked out of the meeting with his balls attached.
Lady Olenna could be truly terrifying, the blasted old crone!
Fortunately, Lord Mace was a different experience and they were quickly discussing the details of the alliance. Although, Randal did wonder - was the man truly as naive as he appeared? During the discussion about Lady Margaery joining them as one of his wife's attendants, there wasn't even the slightest flicker of a knowing look when the man had mentioned how much his daughter had enjoyed spending time with Princess Daenerys and Princess Arianne.
The Fat Flower didn't seem to have any idea just what his daughter had been doing with those two, unlike Prince Doran - who found the whole thing vastly amusing. Or maybe he was doing Lord Mace an injustice? Randal couldn't be sure.
When they all finished eating, Randal stood and gracefully took Dany's hand. Both Arianne and Margaery quickly wiped their faces, and followed them out of the room.
Randal pretended not to hear Lord Robb, Princess Rhaenys, Lady Sansa and Prince Aegon all start laughing once they had done so.
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The Free City of Braavos
Essos
Roughly the Same Time
Larra Baratheon smiled as she danced, her war-hammer moving as she parried the blade Barron swung at her, moving the blade just in time to dodge Tinya's strike at her legs. She had to fight to keep from laughing - the exhilaration of a good fight was almost equal to a good fuck, and she and Tinya would be taking care of that very shortly!
They had a crowd watching, as they always did, and the three men whom she and her officers were paying attention to were there, paying close attention to the dance of the blades and hammer. All three of them had gotten a great deal better over the last several weeks, and Larra knew that when she started recruiting for more blades, they would become part of her officer corps.
Eventually, Syrio called a halt, and they broke apart, before Jepson's daughter Jazka came hurrying toward them, a wooden training sword at her waist and a tray with five mugs in her hands. Larra grinned as the girl brought her mug first, before going to her father and then the others. Jazka's hero-worship of the persona of 'Commander Larra' was a source of amusement to all of them, but as Jepson said, there were a lot worse people for his daughter to want to be like.
Larra had just taken a swallow of the water, when she noticed movement at the edge of the crowd. Turning, she saw four men moving toward them, three of them bodyguards, their hands light on the hilt of their swords, while the fourth man appeared unarmed. Larra's eyes took in the bright colors and the softness of the man's body, all signs that the man was a merchant of some sort.
The men stopped several feet from her, and the merchant said, "Are you the Commander of this company?"
She nodded, "Larra Baratheon, and my company 'The Honor of Castamere'... and you are?" Larra saw the slight surprise when she named her company, but then the man just blanked his expression before he smiled.
"I am Daemon Ordello of Pentos, and I would discuss business with you."
Larra nodded, gesturing for the man to follow, and they moved to take their usual table. When they were seated and Tinya and the others were at a nearby table, Larra called for drinks and sat back before asking, "What sort of business do you want to discuss, Magister?"
The burly man chuckled, "It seems you know of me, hmm? Or perhaps you can recognize those like me? Well, I have a caravan of different goods that I am transporting to Qarth, but I recently lost several of my guards - they died from bad mushrooms. I'm looking to hire your sellsword company for the trip."
The negotiations took a few hours, but a deal was struck, and Larra was eventually satisfied. The caravan would be leaving in one and twenty days, which would give her time to have her cadre start training a new group. The men needed a chance to put their skills to the test, and the gold they would earn would do a good job refilling the company's coffers.
She and Randal had discussed letting the company be hired for other jobs while Castamere was being rebuilt, and Larra was sure that he would be glad of the additional gold. She had been shocked when she got his letters describing what he had discovered about the financial situation in Westeros. Randal hadn't been expecting things to be as dire as they were, and Larra was curious if he'd found out anything more about what happened to all that gold.
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The Red Keep
Randal and Daenerys' Quarters
Later That Evening
Daenerys watched eagerly as her newest attendant pleasured her husband. The door to their bedchamber had barely closed behind them when Lady Margaery had stripped out of her dress and small clothes, standing naked in front of Randal. He had just smiled and started removing his clothing, and Dany had shared an amused look with Arianne over the gasp of surprise when Margaery got her first look at a man's cock.
Of course, if her goodsister Elia hadn't taken the time to teach her, Dany would have been just as stunned the night of the bedding - but that innocent little girl was long gone, now. Dany almost felt she would put the Dornish to shame with her new appetites, and her husband was eager to keep her sated.
It was also obvious that the Tyrell girl had no idea what to do, so Dany sent Arianne over to show Margaery. The Dornish girl didn't need any convincing; she was on her knees, pulling Margaery down beside her in an instant, and she was whispering in the inexperienced girl's ear.
While Margaery was being taught how to serve her new Lord, Dany stripped out of her own dress and stretched out on the bed, her fingers lightly stroking her pussy as she watched. Her husband sat down in the chair beside the bed, giving her an excellent view as first Arianne and then Margaery used their tongues to lick his cock.
Dany smiled as Margaery quickly gained confidence as she watched and then copied Arianne, until the girl took her husband's cock in her mouth and started sucking.
Catching her husband's eye, Dany grinned at the lust she saw shining there, knowing that Randal was enjoying this just as much as she was. It was obvious that Randal was holding back, letting the younger girl get used to serving him before he took control the way he did with Arianne and the serving girls.
After all, they had years to teach Margaery the pleasures of being tied to the bed as her Lord claimed her - although, from the way the girl climaxed from being spanked, it probably wouldn't take all that long.
'Oh? What's this? Naughty Arianne, fingering sweet innocent Margaery's pussy as she sucks cock for the first time. I see Margaery likes that, she's practically swallowing my husband's cock she's so excited!'
Dany lifted her free hand to her mouth and licked her fingers, before reaching down and rubbing against her tight hole. The fingers of her other hand slid into her wetness as she watched, her thumb rubbing her nub as she fingered herself. Dany sighed softly as the pleasure built within her, a third finger stretching her pussy as Randal reached down and stroked the girl's hair. She was looking forward to watching him hold the girl in place as he plunged into her mouth, but Margaery wasn't ready for that yet.
Hearing a moan from Randal, Dany looked up and grinned, the tension in his face showed just how close he was to filling the girl's mouth. So she started moving faster, her thumb pressing her button as she worked to make herself peak at the same time as her husband. The pleasure was racing toward her, filling her, and just as Margaery's eyes shot open in surprise, Dany slid her finger into her bottom, releasing the waves of bliss to crash over her.
Dany cried out, falling back on the bed and shaking as she was taken on an amazing journey. She heard her husband moaning, and Margaery babbling happily as she enjoyed her pleasure, before it all faded away.
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Winterfell
The Next Morning
Dawn
Jamie Lannister looked over his men with satisfaction; they were all accounted for, and their mounts prepared for the journey. It was at least a two-week ride to Castle Black, and then they would see what was really going on behind the Wall.
He had spent a great deal of the last two weeks with Lord Theon, gathering information about what had been happening with the Wildlings and the desertions, and to be honest - Jamie was more than a little concerned. He had learned very quickly to ignore the nonsense the guard captain was spouting, that man was so blinded by his prejudices it was a wonder he could talk any sense at all.
The talk of the White Walkers was a lot more detailed than the rumors he'd heard the first night, and Jamie had questioned three of the Wildlings that were captured before they were executed. Jamie had wanted to keep them alive because there was more information to be discovered, but his objections were ignored, of course. Yet another reason to despise the fool of a guard captain.
Jamie had also learned more about this Mance Rayder, the latest King Beyond the Wall, and knew that the man was going to be a very difficult adversary since he'd once been a Ranger of the Night's Watch - before turning his cloak, over 20 years ago. The man would know the terrain and the people far better than any of the Night's Watch black brothers, especially if the rumors were true and the man was originally born of a Wildling mother.
Jamie hid a frown; there was nothing he could do about Rayder right now, and it was time to get moving. He had already seen to the cold weather cloaks and furs, and the men had ample provisions for the ride, so it was time to go. Mounting his horse, Ser Jamie started moving forward, his men following, and he just hoped that at least some of them would survive what was to come.
"Ser Jamie! Ser Jamie!"
Turning toward the voices, he grinned at the sight of young Brandon and Rickon Stark, waving at him, accompanied as always by Theon Greyjoy. Signaling his men to hold, he trotted his horse over to the boys and dismounted. He'd enjoyed spending time watching the two boys practicing with their swords, and even helped Ser Rodrik Cassel with their training. The boys had improved a great deal in just a small amount of time, and Master-at-Arms of Winterfell was talking about moving them to actual blades within the next year.
"Good morrow, my young lords - now what gets you out of bed so early? Even the livestock isn't up at this hour."
The boys were silent, but Lord Theon chuckled, "The two of them were determined to come down and see you off, Ser Jamie, and even planned what they wanted to say... but I guess they are too bashful now. So I will say on their behalf that they appreciated your help in their training within the tiltyard, and doubtless they will be glad to see you when you come back."
Jamie locked eyes with the younger man, and saw the concern, but just smiled gently at the boys."I'll be happy to help you with your training when I get back, young lords of Stark, but you've got to promise to do your best for Ser Rodrik until I do. Will you do that?"
The two boys nodded, and he reached down and ruffled their hair affectionately, before offering his hand to Lord Theon. The young man shook it, and without a word, Jamie turned and got back on his horse. Quickly departing Winterfell, and heading north with his men along the Kingsroad - towards the one and only Castle Black.
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The Red Keep
King's Landing
Three Weeks Later (eighth month, 302 AC)
The light through the window had woken him, and Randal shifted slightly, not wanting to get out of bed yet. Dany murmured something as the light hit her face, and his wife then burrowed into his side, trying to hold onto the last moments of sleep.
Randal smiled down at her, "My apologies, my love, but we do have to get up - it's going to be a busy day. Jasmine has already got the bath started."
Dany grumbled but opened her eyes and moved away, sitting up and exposing her naked breasts. Randal felt part of himself stirring, as always at the sight of her beauty, but did his best to ignore it. There would be time enough tonight to enjoy each other, either with or without Arianne and Margaery. He and Dany greatly enjoyed having the two extremely eager girls in their bed, but not every night.
By the gods, even Jasmine and Imra had a few nights a week to themselves!
At least today wasn't going to be as insanely busy as the last few weeks had been, since things had finally settled down from the weddings and the birth of the two new princes. Randal knew he wasn't the only one that was relieved, Lord Arryn had been looking more tense than normal the last several days; but with the King having taken up his duties again, life had blessedly returned to normal - as far as the Small Council and the realm were concerned, anyway.
Randal had completed the negotiations with the last of the Great Houses that had remained after the weddings, adding three more of the Great Houses to the Alliance. Fortunately, none of the three had daughters of the right age, so he didn't have to concern himself with the possibility of bringing additional women to his bed right now.
Randal frowned, as he lowered his feet to the floor; he was going to have to talk to Daenerys before he met with any of the other families that owed House Reyne old debts - because he was coming to realize he'd made a couple of major errors in his planning.
First off, he'd been wrong about how...repressed the Westerosi truly were when it came to bed partners and the confines of marriage. Even the Dornish weren't entirely free of such attitudes!
When Randal had originally discussed the plan with Larra in Essos, the idea of bedding however many women necessary in order to acquire children of his own blood had seemed so... simple! He'd really been looking forward to filling Castamere with children's laughter again, the way it had been in the time of his parents (and grandparents). Randal honestly hadn't thought that all of that religious foolishness about bastards being untrustworthy creatures, sin born of lust and lies according to the Faith, would have infected just about everyone in Westeros - smallfolk and nobility alike - and he had anticipated that if anyone did raise a fuss... well, discrete donations of however many gold dragons to the right people would make the objections conveniently disappear.
He had been so, so wrong. Over the past two moon turns, it had been made abundantly clear to Randal that what he considered to be normal, and morally appropriate? The Westerosi considered it - well, debauched. Depraved. Unacceptably perverted. Especially if it were to become common knowledge within the King's court, and the realm in general.
Fortunately, Imra and Jasmine knew how to keep their mouths shut (as did Arianne and Margaery) and Dany had come up with a solution to the problem of heirs. She and her two attendants had been busy working on finding highborn orphans that he could bring into the Reyne family, to satisfy his needs that way.
Dany, now that was another flaw in the original plan. His wife...
Randal had fairly dispassionately chosen her as the best candidate to wed, to accomplish what he wanted, but hadn't expected to find himself falling in love with her! He had just wanted an attractive wife that would be willing to go along with whatever he needed to do, in order to carry out his plans... but he had gotten a great deal more.
Dany was an eager participant in enjoying both Arianne's and Margaery's bodies, and he wouldn't be surprised if she eventually found time to get Rhaenys in her bed at some point as well. She hadn't said anything, and he hadn't asked - but as long as Robb wasn't there, he wasn't going to worry about it if Dany wanted to bed another willing female partner.
Ah, but that brought up the other major error in his plan. He was having a hard time keeping up with Dany, Arianne and Margaery - not to mention Jasmine and Imra - and Randal didn't even want to think about what was going to happen, when Larra arrived!
Randal was just glad that Arianne and Margaery were getting along well and not trying to outdo each other, that was a headache he didn't want to deal with. Especially while he was trying to fix all the problems that Petyr Baelish had left behind, curse him! At least with the gold from the Martell's and the Tyrell's and the Waynwood's and the Tarly's, he'd been able to make several payments to the Iron Bank, reducing the Iron Throne's debt.
That way, they didn't have to worry about the Essosi bankers financing an army of sellswords to attack and loot King's Landing as an alternative form of payment, which they had been known to do in the past.
Dany had slipped out of bed and was pulling on a night robe when she said, "What do you have planned for today, my love?"
Randal sighed. "Something I've been putting off for too long, unfortunately. I need to head down to the Street of Silk and find out who is running Baelish's businesses nowadays, and see if I can find the locks to the keys he had in his office."
Dany smirked at him, "I'm sure you are truly dreading being surrounded by all those whores, aren't you, husband? All wanting to make sure that you look fondly upon them?"
Randal took a breath, this was as good an opening as any to mention his concerns - but before he could say anything, Dany suddenly grimaced and grabbed her stomach. She turned and hurried toward the chamber pot and he could hear her being sick. Worried, he followed his wife after calling for Jasmine to bring some lemon water. Randal then knelt down beside Dany, holding her hair back as she was sick and rubbing her back, trying to comfort her.
When Dany lifted her face, Randal was surprised to see that instead of the distress he was expecting, she was smiling. Jasmine had come into the room and Randal saw that she was smiling as well, when she handed Dany the goblet. Why would the two of them be smiling, when his wife was sick first thing in... the... morning?
Suddenly it hit him, and Randal started grinning himself - his wife was with child!
Helping her to stand, Randal pulled Dany into his arms and hugged her tightly. "Are you feeling better, beloved? Do you need me to do anything?"
She laughed softly, "No, husband, I'm fine for now - but I will talk to Maester Marwyn soon to confirm what we all suspect. You know that my brother and his wives will be teasing us quite a bit, don't you? Well, his wives will be anyway, I don't think Rhaegar will want to think about the fact that I'm a very well bedded woman!"
Dany giggled, "It must have happened the night of the bedding for me to be pregnant so quickly. Nonetheless, Jasmine, I don't want word of this to get out until we're certain - so don't say anything. I'll be speaking to Imra and the others during the day, but we don't need gossip to be spreading around the court just yet."
"Of course, my Lady. Ah, are you ready for me to bathe you?" Jasmine asked respectfully.
The three of them were smiling all through the bath, and Randal was very tempted to forget about the brothels and take his wife back to bed to celebrate. Unfortunately, the grumbling of Dany's belly reminded him that it had been a long time since last night's dinner, and he was hungry.
Getting dressed, Randal was glad to see that there was no sign of Dany's belly swelling yet, but from what he remembered hearing growing up, that wasn't unusual for so early in her pregnancy. He just wondered if she would have the strange food cravings as well?
When Randal and Dany arrived at the family dining area, the King and his wives were just sitting down, and Sansa and Aegon were already there - but there was no sign yet of Robb and Princess Rhaenys. Randal briefly wondered where they were, since the two of them were usually the first ones at the table. The food was just being served when the doors opened, and the stragglers arrived and took their seats.
Randal was filling his plate when he noticed that Dany was looking closely at her niece, and there was a small smile on her lips. He wondered what had caught his wife's attention and looked closer at Robb and his wife. At first, he didn't see what was so interesting; until Randal realized that Rhaenys was looking slightly pale, as if she had been ill, and her husband was being unusually solicitous of her.
Holding back a smile, Randal turned to Dany and put his mouth at her ear, "Do you think someone else had a surprise this morning?"
Dany just grinned and nodded before turning back to her food. Turning back to his own breakfast, Randal saw that Elia and Lyanna were looking at them with interest, before giving him a knowing smile. The King just kept on eating, not seeming to notice what had gotten his wives' attention.
The group were just finishing their meal, and Sansa and Aegon had already left when Queen Elia grinned at them, "So, I noticed that both of you girls were looking a bit... out of sorts, this morning? Were you feeling ill, perhaps?"
Queen Lyanna groaned, "Honestly? That's your idea of subtle? I thought you were going to quietly ask to talk to the four of them!"
The King's eyes went wide and Rhaegar looked across the table at the four of them, before glaring at him and Robb.
Queen Elia saw the look and tapped her husband on the back of the head, and she said "You can threaten the two of them later, husband, this is more important. In fact, why don't you take the likely fathers and get that part out of the way while Lyanna and I talk to their wives?"
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The King's Solar
A Few Minutes Later
Rhaegar managed to keep his face impassive until the door closed behind the three of them, and gave a sigh of relief. "Thank the Seven! It worked!"
Randal and Robb both looked at him in confusion, and Rhaegar just laughed, grabbing a bottle of wine off the shelf. "I love my wives as much as you love yours, but trust me, there are certain conversations that men are not meant to be involved in!"
Pouring some Dornish red for each of them, the King waited until they picked theirs up and raised his own goblet. "To healthy wives and babes!" Rhaegar said, and took a big gulp. The two echoed his toast, and Rhaegar continued, "Now, just so we are clear on something. If you two do anything to hurt either my sister or my daughter, or their children? Both of you will envy Petyr Baelish before I am done with you, is that understood?"
The two of them paled; the King had discussed what was done to the man with Randal, and Robb had doubtless heard some of the rumors of what Littlefinger had endured before his mind broke, and so Rhaegar considered the two of them suitably threatened.
"Now that we have that out of the way, though - how are the two of you enjoying married life?"
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The Kingsroad
The Inn at the Crossroads
The Riverlands
Earlier that Morning
Aemon Targaryen was frantic - he had been woken by the sound of his wife (and cousin) Arya being violently sick in the room's chamber pot, and he didn't know what to do! She had been fine when they went to sleep the night before, and the two of them had eaten the same meals, so it wasn't that - was it?
Seven hells, what was wrong with his beloved wife?
Pulling on his robe, the son of Rhaegar and Lyanna hurried over to Arya, but she waved him off. Aemon wanted to help her, but this had never happened before - so he stuck his head out of their room, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lady Stark.
Stepping out of the room, the movement must have caught her eye and his aunt looked over. "Yes, my prince?"
"Lady Stark, I need your help - Arya is sick in her stomach, and I don't know how to help her. She didn't want my help, but maybe she'd react better to her mother?"
Aemon wasn't sure what was wrong, but when his goodmother's face went from concerned to thinking, and then to amused, he relaxed a little, this must be something she'd seen before. Lady Stark then said, "I think I know what's happening, your Grace, and Arya will be fine shortly. But in the meantime, best go get some water, your wife will want to wash her mouth very soon."
Before Aemon could respond, she brushed past him and into their room, pushing the door closed. Shrugging, the former Prince of Summerhall went to find the water, wondering just what was happening.
End Chapter Ten