GOT: Wolf Becomes Stag

Why am I thinking of that? Robert lost himself to the expected pleasure slowly.

Lynesse, willingly, made the tunic's neck spread more and more so her shoulders could fall out of them. The pale smoothness of her skin was like magic that earned her twitches underneath her ass.

She giggled and gathered some confidence before giving a long, soft kiss on Robert's cheek. She never stopped after that and kissed closer and closer to his lips until she finally met them—a deep, wet smooch.

Robert didn't push her away and instead captured her slender waist and pulled her in. He let Lynesse do the work with the tongue as their heated exchange went from reserved to shameless. It was just them in that cabin, the endless sea around them, and nothing else to do.

"Umm…!" Lynesse moved all of a sudden and stopped kissing.

She looked down at her clothes and scoffed before jumping off Robert's lap. In a quick motion, she lifted the oversized tunic and threw it away. She had not a single piece of smallclothes underneath, leaving herself bare. "Much better."

Right away, she pounced back on Robert's lap, this time straddling him, spreading her legs to each of his sides. She hugged Robert's neck, smothering her bare, feathery breasts on him while digging in for a more intense kiss.

Robert couldn't keep his hands to himself either and tightly gripped her round bottom. Her slender, alluring, and soft frame was so warm and pleasing to hold that he couldn't help but feel all over her back, and spread her ass. With ease, he moved her over his raging erection, easily rubbing her moist cunt over his covered shaft.

She's… A true beauty. Robert appreciated her figure, her skin, her face, her hair, and her acts. How much of that was natural and how much was learned, he didn't know. But he somewhat understood why Jorah went so far to please her.

Thankfully, he did not need to do that since it was Lynesse who wanted to please him.

"Oooh!" Lynesse moaned as soon as she felt Robert's hands dug under her ass and feel her tight petals. It was a ritual for her to keep herself clean in that part, to be appetizing to a man. "Yes~"

Robert grunted back and stood up all of a sudden. His palms tightly clenched on her thighs from the underside as he stood to his full height, leaving the chair to fall back behind him. Before Lynesse could even hug his neck tight, Robert raised her higher, and higher. He landed her fantastic, warm legs around his shoulder, practically making her sit her tight cunt right atop his face with ease.

"Aaaaah! Oh, Seven!" Lynesse yelped in surprise and delight.

She felt the King pluck her lower lips and eat her out with depraved intensity. It was new to her because most men only ever knew how to get on top and simply do the deed. This was new as she never had been with a man this strong and large.

"Mmmm~"

Lynesse's legs tightly locked around Robert's neck, and her hands caressed his black hair. Her eyes widened in extreme arousal and her moans were a never-ending melody. She felt his palms grip her ass tight to keep her in position. It felt so dangerous, so hot, and she loved this adventure on the high seas.

This is shameful. I've never even done this with Cat.

Yet he found his tongue jamming into Lynesse's amazingly tight cunt. Spreading apart her entrance with strong thrusts, he used all the facial muscles available to him. It was a mess on his face and beard, a shameful mess.

If anyone were to see them like this, Robert wanted to kill himself. Standing in that space, holding Lynesse's naked body against his face on his shoulders as she cried his name.

"Aaaaaah~ I–I'm coming!" Lynesse came like a waterfall.

Without warning, her insides knotted up, her walls convulsed, and before Robert knew it, she spewed an ethereal climax that left her arching and aching for more. Her legs tightened around his head as if trying to smother him. "Ummmm! This… Oh, Your Grace, thank you! This was… Oh, Seven!"

Robert wanted to clean himself quickly, so he walked over to the bed and gently placed Lynesse's squirming, utterly aroused body on the bedding. The landing sent ripples over the bed as well as her fantastic breasts with their entirely pale and pink areolas and tight nipples.

Then his eyes fell on the treasure between her legs, and he felt his cock throb inside his breeches. Delicate, glistening petals that barely opened up to show the rosiness hidden. Her slender legs and those soft thighs were spread apart for him already.

Robert already had the ghostly lust overtake him so he quickly removed his clothes and crawled onto the bed naked, right between Lynesse's legs. He towered over her lithe body, casting a shadow with the candles behind him. He looked down at her needy face, her lips licking as her eyes fixed on his sizable manhood.

"I… I can't wait." She professed, daring instead of fear at his size.

Robert smiled and slowly leaned down on her. He wished to thrust inside her right away, but first, he wanted to worship that charming figure of hers. With elbows on her sides, he leaned down to her neck and sprinkled some wet kisses there. All the while his cock's length rubbed against her entrance, borrowing her nectar.

"Ooooh~" Lynesse continued to writhe underneath him.

Robert went down from her neck to her breasts. They were handfuls, but perfect and soft without sag. He used a hand to round up one and suckle on the tight nipple. He toyed there with his strong tongue and lips until the woman underneath sang moans.

Lower and lower, he felt her toned belly, and then that smooth pelvic area. She had truly prepared herself for this moment. Or perhaps she started her journey prepared. But she was his to plunder now, akin to loot found in the seas.

Then finally, he relaxed back on his knees between her spread legs. He sat there with his cockhead already glistening from her juices, resting against her entrance and giving gentle probes. He looked at Lynesse's face and then back at his cock about to drown inside her. No matter what, he knew his size was considerable for the beauty of her form.

"Tell me if it's too much, Lynesse."

"Ah, y-yes… Don't worry, Your grace." Lynesse was ecstatic instead. Hearing him take her name alone, and being on the verge of having the King of the Seven Kingdoms inside. It was a matter of pride in her mind. Far better than some merchant prince. "I-I can take it."

Robert shifted forward and began splitting her lower lips apart with his sizable cockhead. Veins bulging, the need throbbing; he went slowly with the aid of her slippery slickness inside. He lost his mind at one point, the warmth, the tightness inside of her was otherworldly.

Seeing her face, her eyes shut and teeth clenched made him appreciate her resolve to take him. But he was no beast, not yet, at least. So he pulled back a little and gently went in again, more than the last time, feeling her walls making way for him, and squeezing him with every fold of her slick insides.

Robert stared at his vanishing cock. His girth was such that he could see her core achingly opening up for him like never before. Yet, she never even yelped or tried to stop him. Instead, her legs tried to wrap around his waist and pull him atop herself.

She's… too resolved. Amazing.

"Ugh," Robert grunted and leaned into her a little, lowering his belly against her pelvis as he pressed his shaft deeper. He felt tightly clenched inside her, more and more of his cock finding that warmth.

The unearthly, erotic, madness slowly coated his mind as he stared down at her ethereal face. Her golden hair spread around her head, her plump lips seeking his attention.

He gave it to her and fully laid down on her body, squeezing her ample breasts against his chest, all the while careful to not suffocate her under his sizable body of pure muscle and considerable fat.

"Aaaaaah~ S-so big!" Lynesse mewled so loud that it guaranteed the guards outside heard.

She tried to wrap her legs around his hips, but her slender legs weren't long enough. Just spread under the weight of his cock, more than ever in her lifetime. She welcomed more and more of the King's royal manhood until she felt utterly stretched and dangerously full, to the hilt, she was sure.

Robert felt it too, no more to push inside. He already felt pushback from her walls, having stretched her to his size, making her useless for any other man again but himself. He stopped and looked at her face, letting her get used to him.

"I'll move," he warned her.

Lynesse nodded softly, her features contorted with brows creased together.

Robert gently put more of his weight on her body and rested his elbows on each side of her face. Then, he went down and kissed her succulent lips to hide her ear-shattering moans. He moved his hips slowly, pulling out his drenched cock first to the tip.

"Ummm~" Lynesse moaned into his mouth.

Robert slid back in with a pounding thrust, slamming himself in to the end. The bed creaked and jolted at his motions. The next thing they knew, they only heard the creaking as his thrusting gained an unstoppable rhythm. His cock plunged hard inside with cervix-slamming, womb-kissing thrusts.

Ah, she's too tight. I-ugh… I'm losing it.

Feeling that their little intimate exchange had lasted a little too long, Robert decided to end quickly and go to sleep. It was never clear what Dorne might be planning. Lynesse wasn't going anywhere.

"Ah, ah—Y-Your Grace… You're… s–s… stretching me-eh… Ah-mazing! I… I'll be your…" Lynesse tried to speak amidst the thrusts that left ripples running across her jolting tits. "Concubine forever!"

Robert grunted hard beside her neck, kissing her there as he felt on edge. Lynesse underneath himself was close to her second climax too as her insides choked the life out of his cock. The countless spasms made it hard to trust, but also tighter, and pleasing to his need.

"Fine…" Robert growled without thinking and raised his torso high using both his arms. He looked down at her charming, blushing face, and her fantastic mounds. He moved and grounded his cock hard in her with each pump, aiming to spill a good load inside.

"Ooooh! Yes!" Lynesse came with a shattering release, a squirt, not a simple climax. The watery fountain squeezed from the faint gaps as Robert's cock kept battering her core. He increased his pace, warm seepage made it even more relishing for him and he finally let go.

His ass flexed hard, and his cock was tight. Stuck deep inside to the hilt, he felt his balls tickle and that blast of cream burst out from the tip and filled her up well. It was a lot, so as Robert kept thrusting slowly, his entire length turned white with the mix of their froth, a mess that continued to increase between their loins.

He molded her breasts with both his hands as he slowed down and sat back, still thrusting. He looked at her face and felt a surge of lust, asking him to go once more. No doubt, she was one of the great beauties of Westeros, and now on his bed, on his ship, spent, spilled, fucked to insanity.

"Ah!"

Robert ignored her yelp and pulled her body up by her arms. He spread his legs and made her sit on his lap, his half-erect cock still tightly inside her. He hugged her delicate waist and moved her ass over his cock with both palms.

Riding on him, Lynesse suckled the King's lips, hugging his neck and smothering him with deep, invasive kisses. She moaned like a mad woman, rambling nonsense as yet another climax approached.

King's semi-erect cock was enough for her to feel the pleasure that most men couldn't bring her.

"Ah, Oh, Seven! You're amazing… You're Grace is amazing… Please have me! Have me in your bed all nights! Ah, ummmmm—Fill me, fuck me, spread me… ah yesss!"

Lynesse shuddered in completion as spasms of pleasure returned. This time a normal orgasm, she spilled her erotic release on his plowing cock once again. This time, however, she lost herself completely and let her king lift her ass and plunge her down with his mighty arms.

Plop! Plop!

The sticky mess met with their clapping flesh. The musky scent filled the cabin. It was a wonderful night for both of them.

"Ah!" Lynesse found herself pulled in as the King got down on the bed and kept her frame on his chest. Their sweating flesh stuck to each other, their panting breaths a matching rhythm.

With no more thrusts, she felt his thickness slowly sliding out and eventually releasing her from the invasion. But following that, all the spilled cream inside her dribbled out.

For a long time, the two remained in that position.

Robert closed his eyes in an attempt to sleep. He knew the more he'd stay awake the worst he'd feel about his actions. There was a time when he held honor above everything, never even imagining betraying Catelyn. Now, here he was, bedding a woman and finishing inside her.

Neither Robert nor Eddard. I'm neither, yet I'm both. What an… interesting mess.

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