STORY TITLE: The Gift of the Mother Goddess
PART: 06 of ?
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
DISTRIBUTION: , Archive of Our Own, Hentai-Foundry, Questionable Questing
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, the Game of Thrones Characters and setting are owned by George R.R. Martin and HBO
SUMMARY: Robert Baratheon II (Firstborn son of Robert and Cersei) discovers his unique gift, a gift that most women would kill to receive. There is a catch, of course.
FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
RELATIONSHIPS: Robert Baratheon II/Multi
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT: 5,021
SPOILERS: None, goes extremely AU during the first season of Game of Thrones.
AUTHORS NOTES: There are quite a few changes to canon, the survival of Robert and Cersei's first child is only the start! I've made some alterations to the histories of both the Baratheon and Lannister families, but they took place generations prior to the start of the story so it shouldn't pull you out of things. I am also playing a bit with the timelines, to allow for certain events to happen prior to the start of the series. Also, in the book and series, Mhaegen is extremely young, but for story purposes, I've aged her quite a bit.
NOTE ON DATES: There is very little information available on the names of months and days in Westeros, so I'm just using the number of moons that have passed. i.e. 1st Month of the Year is the First Moon, 2nd Month is Second Moon, etc.
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.
Free City of Pentos
Home of Magister Illyrio Mopatis
Sixth Month, 296 AC
Princess Daenerys Targaryen dismissed her servants after the bath, and walked nude into her bed-chamber, shivering slightly in the cool night air. Snuffing the candles that lit the room, she climbed into her bed, keeping her face expressionless until she was under the covers and sure that no-one could see her.
She had been terrified at her first sight of the Khal when he rode up to the front of the house three days before. The look he gave her was almost bestial in its intensity, and for the first time, she truly hated her brother for doing this to her! She was only sixteen years old, and her brother had basically sold her for an army to feed his desire for the Iron Throne. She wasn't family to him any longer, she was nothing but a tool, but she didn't know what she could do about it.
The tears were flowing silently down her cheeks as she fell asleep.
The first thing she noticed when she opened her eyes, was that she wasn't in her bed-chamber, she was in a sunlit grove, and she was dressed in a fine silk gown. Looking around in confusion, she didn't see anything at first, although the scent of lemon was carried on the breeze, and she smiled slightly, remembering her home with Ser Willem Darry. She had been happy there, and Viserys wasn't so angry all the time.
There was movement ahead of her, and she saw a young man, dark-haired with a friendly smile on his face stepping out of the trees. Daenerys didn't recognize the man, but he seemed kind and she stepped forward. The man, no, he was closer to her age, not a man yet, gestured to a blanket that was sitting on the ground, with a basket of different foods in the center.
The young man sat down, and smiled at her, "Please, My Queen, join me, we have a lot to talk about, but not a lot of time tonight."
Without thinking about it, Dany walked over to the blanket and sat across from the man. He poured her a drink from a goblet that was waiting and then poured for himself. Taking a drink, it was cool freshwater and she enjoyed the way it ran down her throat.
The man said, "My name is Robert Baratheon, the son of the King. I've been told by the Mother God that you and I are to be wed, and since I have no idea where you are, or how to contact you, I appeared here after I fell asleep tonight. I know that your brother," and Robert scowled as he said the word, "is planning for you to be married to the Dothraki Khal, but the Mother is taking care of that, it won't happen. I don't know much more now, but I've been told that I will be sitting on the Iron Throne fairly soon, and will be sending an Emissary to you."
Dany spoke for the first time, "But, my brother is the Heir to the Throne, there is no way he will agree to us marrying, even if you seem to be much better than the Khal."
He looked at her sadly, "My Queen, I'm sorry to say this, and I don't know how or when, but your brother won't be with you much longer. I've been told that the madness of your father has gripped him too tightly and he would not be suitable to take the Throne. There is more that I'm not allowed to say, but will tell you as soon as I can. But for now, let's eat and get to know each other."
Surprising herself, Daenerys found herself opening up to the young man, telling him about her life, and the places she's seen. She even told him how much Viserys frightened her, and how she would love to get away from him. She did avoid telling him anything about where she was, she may find him attractive, but that didn't mean he wasn't a danger.
When she finished, Robert told her some stories of his life, including what had happened when he visited the brothel. Dany found herself giggling at his reactions, even as she blushed, thinking about what he did with the two women. She felt a tingle deep in her belly as she imagined him making her feel as wonderful as he made the two women and the servant girl. He had just finished telling her about his baby sister Barra when he stiffened and said, "I'm sorry my Queen, but our time is over for now, I will see you again tomorrow night."
With that, he faded away and she found herself sitting up in her bed, the morning sun rising through her window. Smiling, she slipped out of bed and called for the servants to help her face the day.
She had just stepped out of her bed-chamber when she heard her brother's voice raised in anger. Dany almost turned around and went back to her room, but she remembered Robert telling her that Viserys would be gone soon, and she straightened her back and walked calmly toward the voices.
Her resolve almost broke when she reached the front of the house and saw what was causing the yelling. Sitting on the floor, wrapped in the skin of a horse, was the severed head of Drogo! Was that how the Mother prevented her from having to marry the man? If so, she would be pleased to offer a prayer of thanks as soon as she got a moment's privacy!
Steeling herself, she walked forward, "Was there any explanation given for the odd gift you were given?"
Viserys whirled on her, his eyes flashing, "Oh, yes dear sister, there was an explanation. The Khal, a man who supposedly had never lost a fight, managed to lose, and the new Khal has no interest in helping me regain my throne. The message itself was far more insulting, but now I have to find another source of troops, this sets my return back by a year or more, and I won't tolerate it!"
Viserys stormed out of the room, and Magister Illyrio followed him, trying to calm him, but it wouldn't work. Daenerys had seen her brother in a rage before, and she was just happy that she wasn't his target this time.
The Red Keep
Prince Robert's Quarters
Approximately the Same Time
Prince Robert woke with a smile, the dream meeting with his future Queen had gone about as well as it could have gone. Daenerys was a sweet girl, but there was a spine of Valerian steel there, which was good, she would need to be strong to stand beside him. He said a quick prayer to the Mother so that hopefully the other parts of his plan will go as smoothly.
Getting out of bed, he padded over to the washbasin and cleaned up, before soaping his face and removing the stubble that had appeared on his cheeks and jaw overnight. He wanted to look his best for the meeting with the High Septon this morning, and the beginnings of a beard made him look slovenly. If he chose to let it grow, there would be time for that later.
Once he was dressed, he went down to breakfast, pleased to see that, once again, his mother wasn't yet in attendance. He was still torn about what he would have to do, not casting her down from the throne, that was inevitable, but having to have sex with her and break her to his will, he wasn't looking forward to that, at all! It was one thing with Mhaegen and Ros or Kayla and the other serving girls who would be coming to his bed, they were willing, and he made sure they got as much pleasure as he could give them, but this was different!
Sitting down at the table, he saw Tyrion signaling that they needed to meet, and the Prince acknowledged the message. Eating quickly, he stood when he finished and made his way to the meeting room, where Tyrion joined him a few minutes later.
Without saying anything, his uncle handed him the letter from Littlefinger, and Robert read it impassively. "Not exactly a surprise is it? We were expecting the traitorous bastard to figure out that you were there. Tell the Master of Whores that you will meet him tomorrow an hour after breakfast in the Small Council's Chamber. I'll be there as well, and will challenge him on his actions. He won't leave the room alive."
Tyrion nodded, "I'll do that, but how will you justify killing him?"
"The Mother showed me where I can find evidence of his actions, that won't be a problem. Just having the Tears is enough to earn him death by torture. I'm just executing a condemned man."
His uncle nodded thoughtfully, before he said, "It might be a good idea, if we can manage it, to have the evidence in hand before the meeting. Since you're going to be more in the public eye, you should do what you can to keep your reputation clean, and not let rumors start about why you killed the man."
Robert frowned, damn it, Tyrion was right! It wouldn't be good to let people start wondering if he manufactured the evidence against Baelish. And most of the evidence was actually in the bastard's office at the brothel where he spent most of his time. The Prince closed his eyes, thinking furiously before he remembered something, and he smiled.
"Send him a note, telling him that you will meet with him in three days time, immediately after the Small Council meets. The council meetings generally take 2 or 3 hours, and the brothel isn't open in the mornings, so I can slip in and retrieve the evidence in time to confront the bastard."
His uncle smiled, "Yes, that would work nicely. And, if needed, I can ask the King's Hand to stay behind after the meeting, in case a respected witness would be useful."
"That's something to think about, but we'll have to talk later, I need to get to the meeting with the High Septon."
TGOTMG & TGOTMG & TGOTMG
The Great Sept of Baelor
Office of the High Septon
An Hour Later
The High Septon waited patiently for his visitor to arrive, considering what he knew about the young Prince. He had been present when he was presented to the Seven soon after his birth, and had seen him occasionally over the years. The young man had impressed him with his intelligence and his insight into differing people's motivations. But lately, he had come to realize that there was more to the young Prince than he had realized.
The dreams had started nearly a full moon past, a feeling that the Seven were displeased with the Faith, and more specifically, with him! Dreams filled with starving small folk, living in filth, followed by seeing the opulence of his belongings had him making changes. The Faith had been the center of his life for nearly 40 years, since just after his sixteenth name-day, and he had been shaken by how far he had fallen. He just prayed that it wasn't too late to change himself.
He had already reduced the amount he ate, and learned to ignore the grumbling of his far too ample belly. It was making a difference, allowing him to walk a bit more easily. He had also, to the shock of several of the Septa's and Septon's, discarded the fancy robes of office and returned to the plain robes the Septon's wore. They hadn't understood why he felt he had to do something so drastic, and tried to convince him that the Faith was still strong and doing the will of the Seven.
The High Septon was distracted from his doleful thoughts by the soft knock on the frame of his open door. Looking up, he smiled at Prince Robert, pushing himself to his feet and walking forward.
"Blessed Morning, Your Grace. Welcome to the Great Sept, how may the Faith serve you this morning?"
The High Septon noticed the look of surprise in the young Prince's eyes when he noticed the robe, which he had expected, but he hadn't expected to see a look that could almost be... approval? From the Prince. He was waiting for the usual questions, but instead, Prince Robert got straight to business, and the man found himself respecting the future King.
"I've spent some time in different parts of the city recently, and I was frankly surprised at what I found, even in some of the more prosperous areas. It was extremely rare to find anyone who was able to read or write, or handle basic sums. This traps them in the same conditions they were raised in, because they are suited for nothing but menial work, and I want to change that!"
The High Septon kept quiet, nodding for the Prince to continue.
"I've found two young women, widows, who are literate and numerate, and I've hired them to teach the local children who are too young to work how to read and write, as well as basic math, so as they get older they can get better paying jobs and be able to take care of their families. The women will also be providing health meals for the children, allowing them to get the most of the education. What I'm hoping you will provide is a younger Septa who will work with these women and teach the things they don't feel capable of teaching. Such as the basics of the Faith, the History of Westeros and other subjects."
"While that is certainly a worthwhile goal, do you think that it's achievable?"
The Prince shook his head, "Not with just the two women and the Septa, no, not really. But, I'm looking for other women who can learn to teach, and have several schools throughout the city within the next few years. I'm sure you have enough Septa's that would enjoy the chance to be involved, don't you?"
The High Septon smiled, this was something he could do to help get the Faith back on the proper path. "I can think of easily a dozen Septa's who would leap at the opportunity, and would be willing to provide the food that the children will be eating."
Prince Robert smiled, "And with the Crown Prince and the Faith being seen actively tending to the people of the city, it will work to counter the unpleasant rumblings that are growing in certain quarters. If you can find a Septa who is willing to be the first, and provide a list of the supplies the children will need, I'll be in touch within seven days to get things started."
After the future King left, the High Septon sat back in his chair, a pleased smile on his face. He had been aware of the grumbles about the Royal Family, but with the Crown Prince actively involved with helping the flock alongside the Faith, it would quiet the unhappiness. And he was honestly surprised that the situation with the smallfolk hadn't occurred to him before the Prince mentioned it. Helping people improve their lives, so they can improve other's lives was ingenious.
TGOTMG & TGOTMG & TGOTMG
River Row
Ros's House
About an Hour after the Previous Scene
Mhaegen watched with disbelief as Prince Robert sat comfortably, Barra on his lap, bouncing happily on his knee. He had arrived a little while ago, and Barra had immediately held out her arms for him to pick her up. Mhaegen had been about to apologize and grab her daughter, but the Prince just laughed and lifted her out of her crib, carrying the little girl into the front room.
Of course, that was just the start of the surprises. She and Ros had looked at each other in shock when Robert told them that he had gotten an agreement with the High Septon to support what they were doing, even providing the food they would be providing the children. It was almost too much to comprehend. Three days ago she was a whore, with nothing to look forward to was vengeance and taking care of her daughter, and now her life was completely different thanks to the Prince.
Mhaegen actually found herself getting excited about the idea, she had always enjoyed the lessons that Septa Griselda had provided when she was younger. To help the other children find enjoyment in learning would be a better way to spend her time than on her knees sucking cock. Not that she would completely stop that, she would kneel before Robert, or bend over, or any position he wanted her in for as long as he wanted her!
Ros was actually the first one to speak after Robert finished, a worried expression on her face. "But what about Baelish? You know that, once he finds out where we are, he's going to be a problem. He won't dare go after you, but Mhaegen and I don't have your protection."
Robert just looked at her and said "Littlefinger is soon going to have far more important things to concern himself with than what happened to the two of you. Tyrion and I will be having a discussion with him in a few days that will take care of the situation."
Mhaegen realized exactly what the Prince wasn't saying, and mentally removed Baelish from the list of men to meet her blade, she wouldn't get the chance to kill him after all. Looking over at Ros, Mhaegen saw that the other woman understood as well, because she sat back and relaxed, a slight smile on her face.
After talking for a little while longer, with Robert wanting to know if they needed anything, he got up to leave, saying he would be back the next night after dark. Before he left, he kissed both her and Ros quite seriously and told Barra to be a good girl for her mommy, making Barra giggle happily.
Once the door closed, she put her daughter down for a nap, amused at how attached the Prince had gotten to his half-sister, and wondered idly if the was that close to his other siblings?
Barra was soon sleeping peacefully, cuddling her stuffed dragon, and Mhaegen stepped into the main room, she had been reading one of the books and wanted to get back to it. One look at Ros changed everything because her friend was standing there, completely naked with a smile on her face.
"So, care to help me celebrate our new jobs?"
The book could wait.
TGOTMG & TGOTMG & TGOTMG
The Red Keep
Prince Robert's Quarters
Approximately the Same Time
Robert wondered if there was an end to the gifts that the Mother was giving him. When his door opened and Magdalena stepped in, he got a sudden vision of what the girl truly desired, and he found the idea rather arousing so he decided to give her what she desired.
After she had bathed him and herself and had taken care to get her ass clean at his direction, Robert had directed her to kneel on the carpet by the bed and put her arms behind her back. From the way Magdalena's eyes lit up, he knew that the Mother's new gift was accurate. Moving behind her, he used one of his belts to bind her wrists and arms, making her shiver in excitement. He made sure that the belt was just loose enough for her to get free if she wanted to, but the girl didn't seem to have any desire to do so.
When he was in front of the kneeling girl, he rubbed his cock over her mouth, and she immediately opened her lips and took him in, sucking enthusiastically, moaning happily around the cock filling her. Robert let her suck him briefly before reaching down and holding her in place, letting him pump his cock into her eager mouth. He was careful to pay attention to her expression, but the excitement and devotion in Magdalena's eyes told him everything he needed to know about how much she was enjoying this.
It didn't take long for him to cum, and he pulled back so that just the head was between her lips as he started. Her eyes widened, but Magdalena swallowed everything, opening her mouth to show the last of his seed before she tilted her head and let it run down her throat.
"Did you like that girl, serving your Prince so intimately?"
Magdalena didn't hesitate, "Yes Your Grace! I had been looking forward to it ever since Kayla came back to our quarters last night. She was so excited that the rest of us had to use our mouths and fingers to get her calmed down enough to sleep. Kayla was still smiling when she woke this morning, and I'm sure that I'll need the other girls to calm me down tonight!"
"I'm sure you will, but, you did an excellent job serving me, and I believe in rewarding good service. Lean forward so your shoulders are on the carpet."
The girl struggled a bit to get into position, it wasn't easy without having use of her arms it seemed. Robert walked over to where she had left her clothing and picked up her small clothes. Moving back behind her, he folded the cloth and rubbed it over Magdalena's soaking pussy, making her squirm and push back against him. "Hold still girl, I'll give you what you need in just a minute!"
Once the cloth was wet enough, he folded it again and moved in front of Magdalena, rubbing it against her lips. She opened her mouth obediently and he pushed the cloth between her lips. "I don't want your cries of pleasure disturbing the other servants. Keep them in your mouth, enjoying the taste of your pussy while I enjoy your body."
Robert winced internally at the things he was saying, but Magdalena seemed to enjoy what he was doing, so he wasn't going to worry about it. Although he did wonder where the girl had developed desires like this, she wasn't any older than he was?
Stroking his hardening cock in front of her face, Robert almost grinned at the look of hunger in her eyes. Well, he wasn't going to keep her waiting any longer!
TGOTMG & TGOTMG & TGOTMG
Cersei had sworn to herself she wasn't going to do this, even going so far as going to her husband's chambers and letting him use her, but it was no use! After leaving her husband snoring with drool in his beard, she returned to her quarters, planning on taking a bath to wash his touch away. But instead of calling for one of the serving girls, the Queen had wrapped a silk bed-robe around her naked body and walked the hidden passage to the alcove looking into her son's room.
Sliding the robe off, Cersei let it fall to the floor as she moved closer to the painting, and she had to bite her hand to keep from gasping loudly at what she saw. Instead of taking the girl the way he did the night before, her son had the girl kneeling on the carpet beside the bed, and her arms were tied behind her back, and it looked like her small clothes were stuffed in her mouth! If it weren't for the look of pleasure on her face, Cersei would have thought that her son was taking after his father. Robert was kneeling behind the girl, thrusting into her pussy while one hand was spanking her, the sound of his hand on her meaty ass echoing around the room. But it was what he was doing with his other hand that amazed her. He was stroking the girl's pussy, and she was shoving back against him, her enjoyment at the treatment obvious.
Once again, her hands moved of their own volition, one of them teasing her nipples while the other moved between her legs as she started rubbing herself. She was barely aware of what she was doing, all of her attention was fixed on how her son was fucking the serving girl. He was far rougher than he had been the night before, but it seemed to be what the girl wanted, and the Queen didn't know how he could read the girl's desires so well.
It just made her more determined to discover where he had learned how to treat a woman. The whore's certainly wouldn't have given him the experience, and even if he had gone back to the brothel a second time, it still wouldn't explain it. When the time came for her to allow the young Prince into her bed, she would insist he tell her the truth, and if the woman or women were unacceptable, they would be removed. She would allow him the serving girls, since there was no way she would allow him to degrade her by using her ass!
Cersei couldn't understand how the girl could be getting pleasure out of what her son was doing, but she was, even as Robert was using oil to lubricate the girl's back hole. Although it might be entertaining to enjoy the girl's mouth while her son fucked her ass, the feelings should cause the girl to use her tongue in different ways. It was something to consider...
She saw from the strained expression on the Prince's face, that he was close to the edge, and her fingers started rubbing faster, searching for the release that she never got from her husband. With a loud groan, Robert slammed his hips forward, burying himself in the girl's bottom as he came. Seeing the way the girl collapsed, shuddering it was clear that she had climaxed as well, and the sight was just enough to trigger the Queen's release.
Cersei used her free hand to cover her mouth as the climax hit her, and she felt an overwhelming desire to open the door and crawl to her son, begging to use her mouth to clean him. When she realized what she had just thought, her eyes shot open, her pleasure fading away. 'What in the Seven Hells is wrong with me?' she thought frantically, as she picked up the robe and wrapped it around her, hurrying back to her rooms.
Free City of Pentos
Home of Magister Illyrio Mopatis
Later that Night
Daenerys allowed her smile to show when the door to her bed-chamber closed. It had been an unpleasant day, with Viserys ranting and swearing to repay the insult from the new Khal. Unfortunately, neither her brother nor Magister Illyrio had any idea where the Dothraki were, they had ridden miles from the city, and even her brother wasn't mad enough to attempt to catch them on horseback.
Her brother and the Magister spent the day arguing, and eventually, Viserys had grabbed his sword and his cloak and stormed out of the house. Dany had kept quiet, listening, and she wondered how she could have ever looked up to Viserys, his plans were madness!
He hadn't returned by the time she was ready for bed, and Daenerys more than half hoped that he wouldn't return at all. After all, her future King had told her that she wouldn't have to marry the Khal, and that had proven true, hadn't it?
Stripping out of her dress, she left it outside the door for the servants to clean and slid under the sheets, hoping she would see Robert again tonight.
She was asleep within minutes, and the smell of lemon trees woke her once again. Looking down, she blushed to see that she was completely naked, but still walked toward the spot she had met her future husband the night before. He was there, he was there and smiling at her, and she quickened her pace until she was in his arms, he was holding her, and he was kissing her and all was right in the world.
End Chapter Six (I promise you won't have to wait as long for the next chapter!)