GOT: Wolf Becomes Stag

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The echoes of flesh against flesh melted with the melodious moans that came out of Alayaya's scorching lips. Her slender, strong arms rested against Robert's broad shoulders as she pulled herself up and down on his behemoth of a cock. His thighs were so big, meaty, and muscular that Alayaya had to keep herself on her toes or risk falling on his cock and taking those few leftover inches in.

She planned to take them in, but not this soon. Being a whore didn't mean she had an endless cave of wonders. It still needed stimulation, love, and attention to loosen up to her night's lover.

"Aaaah~ Oh, you're biii-ugh, Your Grace!" Alayaya moaned loudly, just as Robert had ordered her to. But she still noticed the lack of enthusiasm and response from the King. It felt like she was merely jumping on a wooden stick with nothing attached to it.

She frowned, worried the King wasn't pleased. So she moaned even louder. "Yesssss~ Good good… So good! So full! It's like… oooh it'll stretch me to ruin… mmh!"

Right then she felt an intense twitch from the thick shaft in her cunt. It excited her; finally a response from the King.

No man could ward off arousal when a fine woman like Alayaya grounded her slobbering cunt round and round with each plunge. She took more of him in, slowly inching herself closer to the hilt and accepting the King's need to the brim.

It wasn't easy for her. Alayaya's brows remained wrinkled the whole time. Albeit the intense wave of pleasure, the stretching of her walls stung at times. The King's size wasn't something she had experienced before. Nor had the King ever desired to lay with her before.

She never stopped screaming in pleasure. Sure that her moans must have alerted half the castle already. Sure that the two Kingsguards standing outside the wide open door must have cocks as hard as their sheathed swords.

"My King~" Alyaya leaned into Robert, squeezing her magnificent breasts against his upper belly, her fingers circling around his nipples, her lips pecking over his neck just below his beard, sliding her tongue all over and earning the King's goosebumps. It was her own need now to see the King react. To have him hold her waist between his strong hands.

That entire time Robert's face was turned towards his left, at the wall where a tall dressing mirror was set. His entire form, along with Alayaya fucking herself on his cock was visible to him in great detail.

Yet, he found himself frozen. His mouth was dry, and his lips glued together. The man in that mirror was Eddard Stark? Was this a hallucination? It didn't matter anymore as he saw Eddard glaring at him, frowning at the act being done.

Why are you glaring? It was your foolish honor that got you killed. Your selfish 'honor' that left Sansa without a father, Arya lost, my son waging a war he can't win, Catelyn a widow, and the North without a leader. You have no right to judge me!

It was wonderful how a single glass of wine was able to put him in that state. Or perhaps it wasn't the work of the wine.

I am now Robert Baratheon, and I must do everything I need to protect this realm and the North. He continued to speak within his mind. Addressing himself, trying to justify this sexual exchange. Cersei was different for it was pure wrath and hatred. This was a fully conscious decision. A conscious decision to cheat on Catelyn. Eddard Stark is dead, and his honor died with him.

I am Robert Baratheon.

"I am…" Robert continued to stare at himself in the mirror. That face of Eddard Stark vanished with ripples, and finally, he saw himself—beard, large framed. His hands urgently arose and finally cupped Alayaya's dusky, curvy waist. His face finally turned towards her, her eyes half-shut in mind-breaking pleasure. "Robert Baratheon!"

So delicate. Robert felt a surge of arousal wash over him. His palms spread, and they covered the majority of Alayaya's toned belly. Far more than a foot shorter than him, he felt so… invincible holding her. The tight clenches around his shaft were just the cherry on top. So this is what you always felt, Robert? Invincible while fucking women for none could ever match your size and strength?

But he swallowed his thoughts and controlled himself. Although he had taken the same path as Robert by sleeping with a whore. It didn't have to be savage and brutish like Robert. That essence of sanity he still hoped to keep.

"Alayaya," Robert called her name, his arms slowly gliding to her warm back, then gently tracing her ass and holding them. "I… It'll hurt."

"Oooh!" Alayaya's eyes opened wide for this was the moment she was waiting for. She completely sat down on his cock, at last, weighing herself on his length and taking him all to the bulging hilt. She gasped and moaned the loudest at the full sensation that gripped away her sanity. Her arms hugged the King's neck tight, surrendering herself to his love. "I… Aaaah… Gods! I'm yours to m-make use of, Your Grace!"

She's… Clenching harder. Robert groaned and pulled her body tighter against his chest. His hands cupped her asscheeks harder and with a sudden move, he stood up to his full height, holding the woman in his arms so easily, his cock still speared to the end. Let's not kill her.

"Ugh… Tight! Your cunt's…" Robert tried to imitate his usual crass speech so the Kingsguard would listen outside. "Squeezing my cock dry…."

He flexed himself inside, and handled her body with ease, raising her ass and letting gravity do its magic. The guilt that plagued him until a moment ago was lost to the pleasure, her moans did their magic right into his ears.

The heated rush slowly got to his head and the slow fucking turned relentless. Alayaya just dangled there in his arms, getting rammed balls deep with each thrust. Her fingers clawed on his sweaty back, repeatedly adjusting her slipping grip.

Her eyes went shut, jaw hanging open as her moans turned into a subconscious reflex, the pitch going high every time he slammed himself in.

Robert felt energized, however. As if this cunt was all he needed to get back in the right mood.

Still sane, he walked closer to the wide open door of his room and made sure the men outside heard the squelching sounds, even the sliding of his girth in her tightness was audible.

"Uuugh! You're one feisty whore!" Robert groaned, feeling her third climax oozing out on his length, dripping with more of her cream that was only lube for him. "Sleep here if you must—by the gods, you'll be too sore to move come morning."

"Aaaah! Ummmgh… Yes, yes, yesssss~" Alayaya only knew a few words to scream on repeat.

Robert knew not how much time had passed. He reckoned an hour or close perhaps? His own appetite shocked him, and at last, he started feeling her weight in his arms. Many times he thought of laying her on the bed and doing her there. But he couldn't bring himself to strangle the life out of her under his weight. The goddamn belly had to go, and soon.

For now, he settled to finish her in that same position. Her moans had turned senseless at that point, just mumbling loud nonsense. It was unknown how many times she came on his cock, but he knew he was about to flip over the edge and pour the life out of his balls in her cunt.

"Therrrre… you-uh go!" Robert lowered her a little and his back arched.

The first release after an hour of relentless fucking, a sweaty sore mess of his and her body. At last, he let go of that tingling sensation. But it came too strong and made his knees buck, his hips squeezed tight and his cock sealed itself deep inside to kiss her cervix and spill the royal seeds into her womb.

Alayaya was paid well and for good reason. The rushing, pumping cream jetted out in ropes, filling her to the brim until much of it began leaking out and trickling to his balls before dripping to his feet. There was no fear of her surprising him with a babe, she was paid for it, and knowing that made finishing inside the dusky, Summer Islander whore even more pleasurable.

"Argh… Seven hells that was good!" Robert bellowed in pleasure and walked to his bed at last. His cock still lost inside her cunt, he waited for it to go limp and slip out. Until then he took her beautiful face and those dangling breasts in view.

Eyes half open, Alayaya smiled, her skin flushed. She pulled herself closer to his chest and daringly pecked on his lips. An attempt to slide her tongue in was made, but she gained no grounds. "You… I've never been this… Not like this."

"Sore?" Robert finished her words, smirking. "Get used to it."

"I can't wait," she whispered back.

Robert chuckled and gently laid her down on the bed. The woman fell asleep right away, not even bothering to clean herself or pull up the quilt.

Is this how you lived, Robert? He wondered. But deep down, he knew it was worse since he also had those memories. The bed needed two more whores and three empty jars of wine, and two filled ones to truly match the real Robert Baratheon. But he chose to not go that far.

This should be enough to shut them up for a moon. Robert mumbled and approached the door to finally shut it close.

But just as he walked back, he passed the same mirror, and in an instant, his mood was spoiled. Looking at himself in it, that tall, broad, unhealthy form with that nasty beard made him angry. If Robert had done his job well as the King, none of this would have happened.

"Haaaa…" In frustration, he got close to the mirror, framed with wood.

It was massive as the dressing table was attached to it. Nonetheless, he dragged it on the marble floor closer to the edge of the balcony attached to the room. Then, he used the Baratheon muscles for good and tossed the whole thing out onto the rocks by the sea.

Clapping his hands clean, he finally got into his bed and tried to sleep.

Of course, how could the nightmares of death not plague him? That cold sword on his nape. The moment of that stinging pain before everything went black.

How could he ever forget his own beheading?

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