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The Mad Lion and the Wolf Bitch	By : ArizonaIceT Category: G through L > Game of Thrones Views: 47435 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Arya rolls to her front, on her hands and knees, presenting her ass to Joffrey. Despite the arousing sight of her bubble butt and wide hips, Joffrey wanted her like this so he wouldn’t have to look at his handiwork. His slaps left a clear read mark on her face, and he figured her neck would already be bruising blue. Honestly he hadn’t meant to fly into a rampage, but the thought of someone having her first just…..Joffrey didn’t want to consider the implication of these feelings. He was possessive of his things, that was all. Reflecting on any deeper feelings is what girls do.

Joffrey rubbed his hand on Arya’s pale ass. She still flinched to his touch. Guess he couldn’t blame her at the moment. He positions himself directly behind her, aligning his cock head with her entrance. He pushes in. Slowly this time. He was showing a rare instance of self restraint by not pushing in balls deep. Maybe this was his way of apologizing, since he knew no other.

Arya groaned as he slowly pushed into her inch by inch. He felt her walls slowly take him in. She tried wiggling her hips, but Joffrey’s grip on them kept her still. Eventually, He pushed himself all the way in, his pelvis connecting with her ass. He stayed like that for a while, listening to her whimpers, feeling her clench and tighten around him.

“I’m going to move now.” He finally says. It wasn’t a request. It was a warning. He began pumping his hips, short, controlled thrusts. Joffrey had NEVER shown this amount of self-control before.

“J-Joffrey….please…oh fuck” Moaned Arya. She sounded delirious. Joffrey leaned down pressing his chest to her back so that his head could be right next to her ear.

“What do you need Arya? Tell me what you need.” He breathes into her ear. She grinds her hips back, trying to feel more of him, but he holds her fast. He’s stopped pumping at this point, just settling for feeling her around him.

“h-harder” She mumbles, her face going red.

“What? You have to speak up”. He heard her perfectly fine. How his cock twitched when he heard her was indication of that. He just wanted her to say it again. To be needy.

Arya actually GROWLED in frustration. Just like a wolf.

“Joffrey. FUCK me harder.” She said, voice suddenly clear as day. “If you want to make love to a maiden, go find my sister. Fuck me!

That was all he needed. After his outburst, he was concerned about hurting her again, but now, he had permission (not that he needed it as prince.) Joffrey used his position to swipe Arya’s arms from under her, causing her to fall flat onto her stomach, the weight of him pinning her down. He gave a sharp, hard, thrust with his hips, causing Arya to snap her head up in surprise. He used this to snake his hand under her jaw, holding her head in an upright position. He began to rock his hips, slow at first, but quickly picking up speed. Each thrust eliciting a small moan from Arya.

His thrusts weren’t particularly skilled, and his rhythm was off at times, but he was now properly FUCKING her. His thrusts were fast and heavy, slapping loudly against her plump ass, jerking her body forward. It was like he was trying to fuck her through the mattress.

Arya’s cunt was dripping and soaking him as he fucked her. She was still ultra tight due to his size, but she was taking him with stride. The pain and pleasure was making her mind go blank, as she moaned lewdly at his assault.

“You’re such a good girl, taking me so well” He moaned into her ear, never ceasing his thrusts. An orgasm rocked through her body at his words. She did love when he called her a “good girl”.

Joffrey decided it was time to change position. He rolled them onto their side, wrapping her bottom leg between his, while hooking his arm under her top leg, spreading her wide. He resumed his frantic thrust, this time able to reach into her deeper than before, head of his cock kissing her womb. Arya’s eyes rolled into the back of her head at the sensation. She took one hand and began to rub her clit, but Joffrey stops her.

“No!” He gasps into her ear. “Hands down”

Arya whimpers but obeys.

“Hold yourself open” He commands. Arya grabs the leg he was holding, hooking her arm under her knee, keeping herself spread open as he continued to point into her. Joffrey takes his now free hand and begins rubbing her clit in fast circles.

“Only I make you cum. Only me!” Joffrey barks into her ear as he fucks her senseless. Arya is beyond words at this point, all she can do is gurgle as her body is utterly used.

Using free arm, he loops his arm under Arya’s chin, essentially putting her in a headlock. He flexes his arm, choking her once again, cutting off the blood going to her head. Instinctually Arya tries to escape, but she’s held firm.

“Relax Arya. I’m here. You’re safe.” He whispers into her ear. She didn’t know why, but she believed him. Maybe it was her brain working at half capacity. She stopped struggling, allowing Joffrey to choke her as he fucked her hard and fast. She couldn’t deny that her cunt was clenching and dripping at the feeling. As her brain went blank, all she could focus on and feel was what Joffrey was doing to her body. No thoughts, no worries, just pleasure and sensation. Her tongue lolled out of her open mouth as another powerful orgasm came upon her. Her body shook and spasmed as Joffrey didn’t relent. He continued fucking deep into her, stroking her clit, and choking the life out of her as she came and came. It wasn’t until her body fell limp, that Joffrey ceased. letting her go, and pulling completely out of her. Arya fell sprawled against the mattress.

“Still with me Arya?” He asks. Arya just whimpers in response. He gave her ass a hearty slap, bringing her back to attention.

“Roll onto your back. Bring your legs up” He orders. Arya was absolutely exhausted, but complied nonetheless, albeit slowly. She tried to hold her legs up, but was too weak to do so. Joffrey decided to aide her: Grabbing hold of her calves, he pushes them up and back, until they’re pinned to either side of Arya’s head. Her lessons were doing her wonders.

Joffrey places himself above her exposed cunt, and drives downward, allowing his weight and gravity to drive his cock into her. Arya let out a howl of pleasure as his cock was buried into her. She turns her head and closes her eyes.

“No Arya. Eyes open. Eyes on me” He says driving into her. Her eyes snapped open, locking onto his. He was staring at her with buh intensity as he fucked her, his blue eyes boring into her grey. This moment was more intimate than they’ve ever been. Almost as if they were lovers rather than enemies who both happen to be out of their minds. Perish the thought.

Joffrey leaned down and kissed Arya hard. She threw her arms around his neck as their mouths battled for dominance. His hips became a blur, crashing down into Arya like he would die if he slowed down. All she could do was moan into his mouth and hang on for dear life. She felt her 5th orgasm of the night coming on. Her legs shook and trembled pinned next to her head. She was going to explode. Joffrey was close himself. He felt his balls twitch and ache, begging for release.

He gave a final downward thrust, bottoming out deep in Arya, into her womb. His cock expanded, and began pumping rope after rope of cum into Arya. The sensation brought Arya over the edge with him; he cunt clenching around him, milking him as he came. He held her hips tight to hers, to ensure not one drop escaped as he filled her to the brim. He gave a few short pump of his hips to ensure his balls were empty, before slumping down onto her. Arya let her legs fall back down, cradling him as he played there with her.
They laid in silence for a while, listening to each other's breath and heartbeats. It was nice. Domestic. But they both knew, it couldn’t last.

“You came in me” Arya finally says. It wasn’t a question, nor did it sound particularly angry or concerned. A simple fact. Joffrey just nods against her chest.

“I’ll…have a servant bring you a special tea during your breakfast. Lily of the Red.”.

Lily of the Red. A plant native to Westeros. Bitter taste when mixed with hot water, and caused slight cramps, but one of the few options women had if they wanted to not be with child after coupling.

She nods her head and they return to silence.

“I have to go.” She said quietly. Joffrey doesn’t respond.

“Joffrey. I have to go.”

“I heard you” He answers, like a child being told he had to go to bed.

“That means you have to get off of me.”

Joffrey rolls off Arya. Allowing her to sit up, She was exhausted, and her body ached all over. She nearly fell when she stood from her bed.

“There’s some water and a cloth on the stand to make yourself presentable. Also take some clothes so you’re not running around like you just got ravished.” He said.

“But I did just get ravished” She says cheekily as she moves to clean herself. Joffrey snorts at this. He watched her as she rubbed the damp towel over herself, cleaning her skin and between her legs. He knew then and there, he wouldn’t be letting her go, no matter what. She was his and only his.

Arya pulled on one of Joffrey’s shirts and a pair of his trousers. They were much to big for her, but they’d make do until she could get back to her quarters. She makes her way to the door.

“I’ll be seeing you” Joffrey says suddenly. Arya stops right before the door. She looks over her shoulder.

“Yes. I suppose you will.
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