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Post by Marie on Jun 5, 2009 17:32:17 GMT -5
Her hand remained atop his, but she made no attempt to stop him from touching her, She continued to look him in the eye.
"No man has the right to command me. I would be a fool to let anyone think otherwise. Yet I must do something else I will look like a mere figurehead."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 17:38:07 GMT -5
Selwyn's eye showed nothing of what he was thinking, "You will look a Queen. A wise queen. One whose reputation as a warrior is so strong that no one can possible doubt your courage." His other hand reached out and took her arm at the elbow pulling her close.
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Post by Marie on Jun 5, 2009 17:53:13 GMT -5
Her breath quickened and she had to put a hand on his shoulder to steady herself. Theri bodies were less than an inch apart and she didn't know whether she was glad or sorry about it.
"Selwyn...how can my lords think me courageous and a warrior if I do not prove my commitment to my realm?"
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 18:01:43 GMT -5
Selwyn's hand slide down her arm, along her side, and landed on her sword hilt. "They will long tell stories of Beautiful Rhaenys and her Blackfyre, fight the others at the end of the world. How she and her dragons three saved Westeros. You have proven your commitment perpetually."
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Post by Marie on Jun 5, 2009 18:06:05 GMT -5
"No," she said, though the words pleased her. "There is more fighting to come. I will avoid most of the fighting but I ought to make my presence felt on occasion. They say that a valued leader being present on the battlefield can be worth a thousand men, maybe even win the battle. I would gladly perform that office for my people. It is my duty to be seen."
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 18:10:59 GMT -5
Selwyn's hand moved the hilt, going around her body to cup her bottom. He pulled her close, "As long as you stay close to me."
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Post by Marie on Jun 5, 2009 18:20:55 GMT -5
"I could try, but you would need to remember that you do not command me."
She ran her fingers across his shoulder to the back of his neck.
"Have you changed your mind about waiting to bed me then? Or are you just toying with me?"
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 18:28:43 GMT -5
Selwyn nodded his head slightly. "I need a good fuck." He kissed her, pushing her against the fabric wall with force of it.
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Post by Marie on Jun 5, 2009 18:58:05 GMT -5
She clung to him, well aware that the fabric would not support her back. Nor for the first time, Rhaenys thought that Selwyn was a good kisser. She was minded to let him have his way with her again but hoped the end result would be more satisfying for her than the last time. It had been a long time since she;d felt the joy of sexual satisfaction. Besides, she needed an heir.
After a while she tore her mouth away from him and ordered the two Queensguard to wait outside. She'd have no witnesses to her intimate life with Selwyn.
"We should use the bed," she said, still pressed against the tent wall.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 19:06:33 GMT -5
Selwyn lifted her easily from the ground, and spun around. He buried his face into her cleavage as he carried her across the room. His mouth chewed at her exposed flesh. At the last moment he turned again, and sat upon the camp bed. Her pulled her into his lap so she straddled him. Urgenty his hand pulled her belt free in one smooth move.
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Post by Marie on Jun 5, 2009 19:17:21 GMT -5
Blaackfyre clattered to the floor. Rhaenys found that she was nervous again but she wanted the marriage to work so she put her doubts aside and pulled her tunic over her head and then her undershirt so that she was naked to the waist.
"Do you find me beautiful?" She asked.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 19:23:42 GMT -5
Selwyn's only answer was to bury his face between her breasts. His teeth and tongue savaged her breasts. He grasps her right breast squeezing it tight, and his other slid down into the back of her pants cupping her ass.
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Post by Marie on Jun 5, 2009 19:31:31 GMT -5
Rhaenys gasped and not in pleasure.
"Not so hard! You're hurting me," she said, pushing his head away from her breasts.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 19:38:33 GMT -5
Selwyn growled deep in his throat. Grabbing her arm he pulled it away from him, causing her to pull close. He buried his mouth into hers. His other hand went behind her head and pulled her tight. He turned, and guided her down to the cot, his mouth never leaving hers. He moved atop of her, and slid his hand back into her pants. This time his finger entered the front of her dark leathers, and began to stroke along her womenhood.
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Post by The Smith on Jun 5, 2009 19:49:16 GMT -5
Outside the tent, Rolf looks at Jeyne, "What do you think they are doing in there? On their knees you think?" He covers a laugh with his mouth, and winks.
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Hope you all are well and happy.