Stephen Baratheon POV
Arianne pushed him until he was inside the door. Then she turned around and closed the door before she continued pushing until he hit the corner of the bed.
Understanding her intention, he settled down on the bed. Arianne's face lit up with triumph as she unfastened the brooch that secured the sheets, causing the flimsy fabric to slide off her shoulders.
Revealing her entire naked body to him.
He examined her from head to toe, taking in her entire form. His eyes pausing on her thick red lips, her huge dark nipples, and her cleanly shaven pussy with its large puffy lips that flared out into a beautiful flower, giving him a glimpse of the glistening pink flesh within.
Despite her otherwise beautiful features, Arianne had a petite body, small hips and moderately-sized breasts. And while she tried her best to showcase herself in the most favorable light and pose, it was apparent to him that she was rather inexperienced at the entire thing.
Oh she was gorgeous, there was no doubt about that. But it was like he was looking at an unripe fruit. Give it a few years and she'll blossom into a real beauty. But as things stood, her act of revealing herself… it didn't really have the effect on him that she was probably going for. Especially since he regularly slept with Mel, who was undoubted one of the most beautiful women in the entire world after he'd given her a few touch ups with his Shaper power.
He hummed in contemplation for a moment before his eyes found hers and he spoke up. "7 out of 10."
The seductive smile on her face died an instant death, a look of confusion forming in its place. "What?" She asked.
"8 for your beauty. But -1 for the performance. The effect would've been enchanting if you made a show of it. Taking it slow and steady, giving me slight peeks and glimpses into the real thing before eventually revealing it to me." He said before rubbed his chin. "And lingerie. A set of red or black lingerie would've heightened your beauty. And give me the chance to unveil the mystery myself. But you're already shown me everything you have, and now I have nothing to look forward to."
Arianne's gaped at him, shocked into silence by his words before she spoke. "Bu… tha… she told me that…" Then she realised what she was doing and quickly shut her mouth. A moment later, she closed her and took a deep breath before she looked at him once again, her composure restored.
"7 out of 10 huh. That does sting my pride." She muttered as she sashayed toward him. Although she tried to exude an air of seduction, he could tell that his "low score" had damaged her self-esteem. "But I'm confident I can find ways to earn more points from you."
With that, she sat on his lap, her lips tantalisingly close to his. The warmth from her groin seeped into his thigh and his member began to stir at the sensation.
He promptly used his Shaper power to shut down his arousal so that he'll be more composed in the 'upcoming talk'.
"I'm sure you can." He said as he gently picked her up and sat her on the side, much to her confusion. "And I would've been tempted to allow you, if you hadn't been blatant about your intentions throughout the evening. You get another -1 for that by the way. No one like girls who are too clingy."
Arianne bit her lips at his criticism. "I… I don't think I was that blatant about my intentions."
"You were practically attached to my hip, attempting to smother my arms between your breasts." He deadpanned at her. "Any more blatant and you would've been under the table, sucking my cock."
Arianne pouted at that. Trying to go the innocent route now that the seductive route has been thoroughly derailed.
"Maybe you can teach me." She said as she tried to give him a puppy eyes, as she took his hand and put it over her perky breast. "I am a good student, I promise."
He stared at her for a moment before he removed his hand from over her breast and sighed. "No."
"No?" She asked, sounding baffled at the rejection, a bit of desperation entering her voice. "But… why? I know you want me. I noticed how you stared at my ass and my breasts."
"I did. And if you were anyone else, you would be moaning my name right now. However, you're not just anyone else, are you? You're the daughter of the Prince of Dorne."
"Shouldn't that be even more arousing to you" She asked as she traced his fingers through his bichep. "Don't you want to be known as the man who claimed the maidenhead of the Princess of Dorne?"
"Not if your father decided to use that information to force the King into arranging a marriage between the both us." He said, and wasn't that the whole matter of the crux.
Despite not having any personal feelings for Arianne, he wouldn't mind fucking her. She was certainly beautiful enough, and she would go on to rule Dorne in the future.
But if he fucked her right now, then Doran Martell could undoubtedly ask the King to have him 'take responsibility' for deflowering his daughter. And if Robert agreed, then it would fuck up many of his plans.
He had no plans to fall for this trap, thank you very much.
Arianne frowned at that. "And? You don't want to marry me, is that it?Do you think I'm inadequate in some way? That I wouldn't make a suitable Qu- Princess?"
He arched an eyebrow at her mistake and stood up from the bed, pulling a chair in front of her."You're a clever woman, Arianne, and I like to think I'm an intelligent man. So how about we drop the bullshit and talk like adults."
Arianne's lip trembled as she realized he had no intention of sleeping with her. She grabbed his blanket and draped it over her nude form before glaring at him. "Fine. What did you want to talk about?"
"About your ambition, first and foremost. Would I be right in presuming that you want to be Queen of Westeros?"
Arianne looked like she was about it deny it for a moment before she caught herself and grimaced. "Every girl dreams of being a Queen. Is it so wrong for me to dream as well?"
"There is a difference between dreaming and having an ambition. You don't just dream of becoming queen. You have a solid plan for it, one that hinges on marrying me and manipulating me into claiming the Iron Throne." He pointed out.
Arianne looked wide eyed at her ambition being revealed so easily. But just like before, she was quickly able to compose herself once again. Props to her for that.
"And? How is it any different from Cersei marrying Robery in order to secure the Throne?" She challenged him, staring at him with defiance. "I bring the full might of Dorne with me, 30,000 soldiers. How many do you have at Dragonstone? You might act like you don't need me but you're wrong. You need me just as much as I need you."
He chuckled at her words. "Quite presumptuous of you to assume that I'll be willing to go against my own family in order to take the Iron Throne."
"Won't you?" She asked. "I doubt that a man as capable as you would want to be at the beck and call of a drunk whoremonger. Even here, in Dorne, we've heard stories of how badly the King treats your father. Don't yo-"
"Okay, I'll stop you right there." He said, interrupting her mid rant. "First of all, there is a huge difference between House Lannister and House Martell."
"Yes. We're not rapists and child murderers" Arianne hissed.
He scoffed inwardly at that claim. There were rapists and child murderers in each and every army. Yes, Gregor Clegane was a monster, but every army had monsters of its own.
He could still remember reading about the many Dornish cruelties during the First Dornish War. One of the worst ones being when Wyl of Wyl turned up uninvited to the wedding of Jon Cafferen and Alys Oakheart. Wyl and his men murdered Lord Oakheart and most of the guests, castrated the groom Jon Cafferen, and then proceeded to gang-rape Alys and her handmaids before selling them off to Myrish slavers.
But there was no point in telling her that, since he knew that she won't listen.
"First, Dorne doesn't have 30,000 men, as you're claiming. Even during Robert's Rebellion, Dorne only sent 10,000 men." He said. "I know for a fact that Dorne could, at best, raise 20,000 men. Compared to that, House Lannister can raise 50,000 men. And even beyond that, House Lannister is the richest House in the entirety of Westeros. So explain to me, why would I go against House Lannister and support House Martell instead?"
Arianne looked like she was about to blurt something out before she paused and started to think about it. Actually think about it. After thinking on it for a long moment, she finally spoke up.
"You are a great battle commander, aren't you. And a great warrior capable of killing thousands of men. Can't you lead our army to victory?"
He shook his head. "If your entire battle plan depends on me leading you to victory, then it's a rather shitty plan."
Arianne frowned at that, clenching her fists as she glared at him. "But, don't you want to be the King? Don't you want all the power, wealth and prestige that comes with being a King."
"Responsibility." He told her. "Responsibility is the word you're looking for. If a man only wants wealth, prestige and power, then he shouldn't be a King. And as for whether I want to be a King or not… that treasonous talk."
Arianne scoffed at his words. "As if House Baratheon ever expected House Martell to be loyal in the first place. But…" She shook her head and let out a frustrated growl. "Why are you being so difficult?"
"Maybe I'm testing you. To see how you hold under pressure." He said with a shrug. "You've been doing rather poorly so far."
Arianne furrowed her brows at his response, but she quickly composed herself. She gazed into his eyes and asked, "Do you have any intention of marrying me?"
"If I did, you would have already known by now," he replied.
Arianne's expression turned into a mixture of disappointment and anger. For a brief moment, he thought she was going to burst into tears or lash out at him. Or maybe both.
But in the end, she managed to compose herself once again.
She had a surprisingly good handle on her emotions. His view of her went up a notch for that. But he was still not going to sleep with her tonight. Or anytime soon for that matter.
She got up from her bed and wrapped the blanket around her body and walked toward the door. She paused and turned to look at him, a myriad emotions dancing in her eyes before she settled on something akin to loathing. "Goodnight Prince Stephen." She said, almost spitting out the words.
"Good night Princess." He told her, but she had already opened the door and left by then.
'Well, that could've gone better.' He thought to himself, wondering if he should've just fucked her and been done with it.
But he wasn't lying when he said that her dad would force him to marry her if he took her maidenhead.
Unlike the Arianne during canon time, who had been run through by who knows how many men, this Arianne was still a virgin.
Deflowering the daughter of a Lord Paramount was a serious matter. If he proceeded with it, Prince Doran could rightfully demand compensation from King Robert, most likely in the form of a betrothal between them.
And even if his uncle was unwilling to marry him off to the Martells, Jon Arryn would likely pressure him into it to restore their strained relationship and create a new alliance for House Baratheon.
A betrothal like that would obviously clash with his own plans for the future, which was what led to this whole argument.
He sighed as he removed the arousal blockage from his body and then got up to close the door once again.
Except… there was now yet another person standing outside his door.
Tyene Sand.
Unlike Arianne, Tyene wore the same clothes that she wore during the feast. Though the cuts and gaps in her clothing showed that she wasn't wearing her undergarments anymore.
That, along with the innocent and gullible looking smile she gave him had his cock twitching in anticipation.
"I haven't seen Arianne that angry in a long while." Tyene said, her voice soft and gentle. She gazed up at him with wide, innocent eyes and asked. "What did you say to her?"
He leaned against the door and stared at her with interest. "You're surprisingly good at this. Much better than Arianne."
"Good at what?" She asked, tilting her head in a cute manner and slightly parting her lips, as if in an invitation.
His dick twitched again in the confines of his trousers and he forced down the urge to shove his thick length past those pink, pouty lips.
"At playing innocent." He told her, cutting through the bullshit. "You know how to entice a man. How to make them want to chase after you. And you're really, really good at it. Better than I ever thought someone your age would be." He smiled approvingly. "You're a dangerous girl."
Tyene blinked, and for a moment, it looked like she wanted to continue playing the role of the innocent girl. But then she smiled. A slight curve to her lips that turned a smile into a smirk. Her eyes narrowing in amusement. And her entire facade shattered.
She took a step toward him, her hand coming to rest on her chest as she gazed up at him with her deep blue eyes. "What gave it away?" She asked, her voice a gentle melody as her soft and dextrous fingers slid inside his doublet to explore his rippling chest muscles.
'Observe skill and canon knowledge' He thought. Because he won't sure if he would've seen past her deception without it. Mel probably would have, but he was still too inexperienced in social interactions to take notice of such small cues.
"I would tell you…" He said as he moved forward and wrapped his arm around her waist, using that leverage to pull her toward him. The frightened look on her eyes sent his length at full mast, even though Shaper clearly informed him that she was excited rather than frightened. "But there is a price for that kind of information." He finished with a sly grin.
"P-price?" She asked as she bit her lip, still trying to play the role of the innocent lamb. Even her stutter was perfect. A part of him suspected that she'd played this role for so long that even she had trouble differentiating between those two. But he couldn't be sure right now. "What price?"
He took her soft hand in his own and led it down to the bulge in his trousers, her touch eliciting a groan of pleasure from him.
Tyene for her part looked shocked as she realised the size of his manhood, her jaw falling open as she briefly broke character to take a second look.
"Huh… I can see why she ran now." She said, trying to sound jovial, but there was definitely a shake in her voice right now. Then she looked up and she was back in her innocent character. "That's too large. And I'm so small. I don't know if can…"
"Only one way to find out." He said as he finally ran out of patience.
He picked her up in princess style and took her inside his room, closing the door behind him before he went to his bed and dropped her upon it.
He lowered his trouser, his cock springing up at the sudden action and shoved it at her face.
"Suck it." He ordered.
Tyene went crosseyed upon looking at the cock so close to her face before she looked up at him in slight trepidation. And he could tell that the fear and anxiety in her eyes weren't entirely feigned this time.
He felt a bit bad about being so rough with her. But she knew what she wanted when she came here. And he was not in the mood for games.
"Um… isn't this a bit too-" She paused and took a deep breath before she smiled at him. "Okay, so how do you want me to do it?"
He took his cock and rubbed it against her red dimpled cheeks before he dragged it to her lips.
Her eyes were wide open as she took hold of his cock, awkwardly, like she was holding a toy. And it told him all he needed to know.
"This is the first time you're going to suck a dick." He said, a bit surprised by this himself. He'd assumed that she'd have at least some experience with this, considering how confident she looked at the start.
"I played kissing games with other girls. And I- is it supposed to get this big?" Tyene asked before her lips darted out and licked the premium from the tip of his cock. Her eyes widened instantly as she looked up at him. "This is really tasty. Is it supposed to be this tasty?"
"No" He said as he climbed the bed and sat down with a pillow as his backrest before he pulled her to him until she was sitting by his side. "I don't know how to feel about your inexperience…"
"Um… sorry." She said, looking ashamed. Though he wasn't sure if she was actually sorry or if she was just acting.
He also realised that this was going to be the entire premise of their relationship, if they even have a relationship after this one night stand. She'll say something and he'll have no idea if he should believe her words or not.
"No. I'm sorry for simply pulling out my dick like that. If I knew that you were new to this then I would've been gentle." He told her before he took her hands and put them around his shaft. Her soft and small hands trying to wrap around his cock really did wonder for his confidence. "Though now that we're already here, let me teach you how to give a handjob."
"Okay…" She said as she followed the direction of his hands and started to tentatively rub his cock up and down. "It is so hot. And hard. And veiny." She looked up at him. "I'm not sure if it'll fit… um… inside me."
His hand darted to her ass and his fingers wedged in between her thighs. Over her vagina. And slowly but surely, he started to stimulate her. Using Shaper to make her pussy lips dilate a bit.
"You let me worry about that." He said and she shuddered in his arms before she continued to rub his cock.
"Grip it a bit harder… yeah, just like that." He said, his other hand still guiding her movements.
Tyene's legs weakened from the stimulation, causing her to lean into him for support. A hot breath escaped her lips as she parted her legs, granting more access to her sex. She let out a soft whimper as he increased the pace, causing her body to quiver in pleasure and a wet spot quickly formed on her dress.
She looked up at him with wide eyes as she licked her lips. "You're really good at this."
"Don't stop." He told her and she nodded before she went back to giving him a handjob.
It was rather unsatisfactory, despite the novelty of having such an innocent looking girl do it for him. She just wasn't that good at it. Not that he blamed her for her inexperience. But he was getting a bit impatient now.
"Let's move on to the next stage." He told her as he picked her up and sat her down on his lap. His cock coming to rest on her stomach. And she gulped as she got a good look at how large it actually was in compared to her own body.
Tyene was only 14, and on the smaller size for someone her age. While he was probably one of the most endowed man in the entire Westerosi continent.
"Aren't we going to kiss… before… you know."
"Not when you have my cum on your cheeks and lips."
"I can wash myself." She said as she moved to got up but he put a hand on her shoulder and sat her down on his lap.
"Later." He said, he felt a bit bad for not giving her the proper experience of love making and moving directly onto the fucking part. But he really was far too aroused right now to care.
He took hold of her dress and pulled, tearing it off of her in a single move and revealing her entire body to him.
Her breasts were even smaller than that of Arianne. And a small patch of blond fuzz grew over her puffed up pussy lips that was slick with arousal.
True to his earlier observation, she really wasn't wearing any undergarments. And the sight of her unguarded pink pussy lips hardened him even further.
Tyene's immediate response was to try to cover her breasts and pussy before she realised what she was doing and paused.
"You are very forceful." She pouted at him. "Is that why Arianne ran away in anger?"
He smiled at her attempt to buy more time but decided to go along with it. "She ran away because I wouldn't fuck her."
Tyene blinked at that before she grabbed hold of his cock and started massaging it. "Why?"
"Because she is the Princess of Dorne. Taking her virginity would mean that Doran might try to force me to marry her."
"He won't do that." Tyene said and he paused and gave her a skeptical look while one of his hand started exploring her body.
"And how would you know that?"
"I've heard the rumours coming from Kings Landing." Tyene said with a gently smile as she played around with his cock. "And so has he."
"What of it?" He asked as he cupped her small breasts and used Shaper to temporarily increase their sensitivity as he started to massage them.
Her breath hitched at that and she released a hot breath before she answered. "He has gout. And he wants your blessing for that. He won't do anything to anger you."
"Even if that something means that he could get his daughter to marry me?" He asked with some amusement. "Forgive me if I don't take your words for it."
Tyene huffed at his words but didn't push it. "So…" She said, wanting to make conversation and delay being fucked by him a bit longer even though she was becoming pretty aroused herself. "You seemed pretty experienced in this."
His sex related skills were all over Lvl 30 by now. Some of them ever above Lvl 40. And considering how knowledge about art of lovemaking was extremely rare among noble circles, he had no doubt that there were many nobles who never even reached past Lvl 10.
"You could say that." He said. "In fact, I would wager that I can bring a girl more pleasure than even your infamous dad."
Tyene gave him a skeptical look at that but didn't voice her opinions. "Are you fucking Asha Greyjoy?" She asked instead.
"Are you done buying time?" He asked as he used his Shaper power to take control of his libido. "If you're not sure about this, then you can still leave. Though don't ever think to get into my good graces after that."
Tyene bit her lips at that and looked hesitant. Huh… the size of his cock must've intimidated her more than he thought if she was actually considering the thought of leaving despite her own arousal.
Tyene looked at the door for a few precious moments before she shook her head. "No, I'm ready."
"I'm ready for you, daddy." He reiterated her words for her.
She gave him an incredulous look and he shrugged.
"If you're going to play the act of an innocent little girl. Then you might as well go all the way through."
He'd never done this before with Mel or Lysa. Since both were older than him and he had no desire to call any of them 'mommy'. Though he should probably do the teacher-student role-play with Mel sometime. Or the priestess-devotee role-play
Similarly, while Asha 'looked' to be around his age, he just didn't have that chemistry with her. Not yet.
"Very wel,l Daddy." Tyene said innocently and his member twitched in the palm of her hands. A soft smile formed on her lips at that realisation. "Oh, you like that daddy. You like when your daughter plays with you like this."
"Yes." He said as he felt himself getting closer and closer to orgasm. She was still shit at giving him a handjob but her words were doing more for him than her hands were.
"Oh, look at how hard you are, daddy. Do you want me to kiss it better?" She asked before she went back on his lap and leaned down. Her lips came to settle on the tip of his cock. And she suck his precum before she started peppering his cockhead with kisses.
He groaned and she looked up at him, a gently and innocent look on her face. "Do you like that daddy? Do you like it when I kiss you here?"
That straw finally broke the back of the camel and his dick twitched in her hands before a deluge of thick hot cum shot up into her mouth.
Her eyes widened at the taste before she put her mouth around the head of his cock, intent on drinking all of it down as his balls churned and continued to release his seed into her mouth.
His hand came to rest over her head, pressing her face deeper into his member and his hips jerked a few times before he was finally spent.
He let out a sigh in the aftermath as Tyene let go of his slightly limp member and showed him her clean mouth. "Thank you for the food, daddy."
His cock twitched, getting hard once again and he picked her up before laying her on the mattress. Then he climbed over her and positioned himself over her vagina, the head of his cock now resting against her pussy lips.
Tyene hesitated for a moment before she decided to take a leap of faith and nodded. "Do it daddy. Make me feel good."
He smiled and thrusted his hips, breaking past her hymen and going balls deeps inside her in one shot.
Tyene hissed and cried out in pain and he used his Shaper power to quickly numb the pain before he healed her.
He didn't stop to show her the blood or any such nonsense. He simple got a proper hold of her hips and started pounding into her tiny little pussy.
He used his Shaper power to temporarily increase his sensitivity and Tyene bucked under him, the effect being apparent to her.
Within seconds, she was moaning into his ears. And a few seconds after that, she was downright screaming in pleasure. "Yes! Yes. Yes yes yesyesyes. Yes Daddy. Teach your slutty little daughter her place."
He raised an amused eyebrow at her dirty talk but replied. "Of course Tyene."
Within seconds, her pussy fluttered and tightened around his cock, the pleasure being too much as she shuddered and came once again. Releasing a deluge of female cum around his cock.
He took his cock out of her vagina and let the fluid fall into the bed before he entered her once again.
Tyene bucked under him wildly. Trying to get away as the pleasure became too much but he held her in place and continued slamming his hips against her, going balls deep into her recently deflowered pussy.
Then he felt his balls churning once again. And instead of holding back like he usually did, he let it go. His balls churned as he gave one final thrust and released his hot cum inside her.
A few more thrusts and he was finally spent. He fell over her and felt her pant in exhaustion while his breathing and heart rate were still steady due to his high Vit.
Though even as he did so, he used his Shaper power to increase the production of Oxytocin in her brain. The bonding chemical. It was what helped him Capture Lysa so quickly and he was hoping that it'll work here as well.
It took her a few moment to become coherent once again. And she looked up at him as soon as she did.
"Did I please you daddy?" She asked, and he wasn't sure how much of her act was an act at this point.
"Yes. But this night is far from over." He told her. And her eyes widened as he picked her up and turned her around. Then he spread her tiny pussy lips once again and entered her.
Tyene cried out in pleasure and the sound of flesh slapping against flash rang around through the entire room.
They wouldn't stop until hours into the midnight. Until Tyene finally couldn't keep up with him despite his Shaper healing and fell asleep in his arms.