Ashara nodded, looking up at his face. Her sleek hand traced his jaw, feeling his skin. Her eyes were on the verge of tears. "He… died doing his duty, as ill as it was. I don't hold it against you, Wylis. You did it to save her, and I know you'd have done the same for me."
How long it must have taken her to accept it.
Letting out a long breath, he kissed her forehead for a quick peck and hugged her again. He didn't feel like apologizing, though, as he had done nothing wrong. But still, she deserved something.
"I'll bring you his sword and remains when I go south."
Finally, he released her from his embrace and took his daughter in his arms. Then he grabbed his son and held them both at the same time. He carried them around, walking, making funny noises to make them both laugh. Seeing their faces, he was certain they'd cause riots in the marriage market. Especially Magnus, since he had the trueborn buff and would go all the way to fifteen points in Charisma.
"Let's go and eat."
He carried his kids out of the solar and into the decent-sized dining hall. As he sat down, he still held them, Arthria and Magnus. The smile on his face was so radiant and contagious that the two women were doing the same. Elia was silent the whole time, however.
"He's going to be big." He muttered, "Both of them."
Wait, isn't Magnus a year old already?
Remembering that, he pulled out the blue screen and sure enough, there were two unused Life Points. So, he allotted them to what he reckoned was the wisest.
[Strength - 4/15Dexterity - 2+1/15Intelligence - 4/15Charisma - 8/15Vitality - 4+1/15]
While Dexterity would allow Magnus to learn things faster, Vitality would help him survive the cold North and the hellish infant mortality rate of Westeros.
Following that, he ate and played with his kids at the same time. A big mouthful and then many moments of playing. Rhaenys sat right beside him and joined him, which he didn't mind. He had made up his mind to raise Rhaenys and Aegon as his own, no matter what Elia chose. They deserved a happy childhood with a father figure, and he was willing to be one.
The supper was delicious. The spices he had seized during his raid were being put to good use. It also felt relaxing, finally having his women in one place. At the same time, he had written to Wenda to come over as she was pregnant with his second child. He had also written to Anna from Stoney Sept to come over with the other ten women he had impregnated during his time there. He planned on settling some of them in Ramsgate town, and hopefully, they wouldn't mind giving him a few more kids in the future.
Finally, once the supper was done, they all retreated to their bedchambers. Elia led the unwilling Rhaenys away. He showed Ashara to her bedchamber as well. Finally, he took Lyanna to his personal, main bedchamber, the largest and most decorated one.
But still, he left her alone for a moment and went to have a word with Qyburn.
"Thank you for watching over them, Qyburn." He stepped close and pulled the old man into a firm embrace. "I'll not forget what you've done."
A little flustered by that much closeness, Qyburn smiled like an embarrassed younger brother. "I was fulfilling the duty you had given me, my Lord. All in the hopes of learning from you, of course. I'm still a greedy man."
Wylis gave a short laugh and clapped him on the shoulder. "Aye, hunger for knowledge is no sin. I'm setting up a small clinic within the castle walls. There I'll show you all I know, the hidden workings of the body, all that I can pass on."
"I can't wait, my Lord."
"Let us begin from tomorrow. Rest all you can tonight."
Bidding Qyburn a good night, he went to the castle gates to check the guards to ensure they weren't lazing around. While he trusted Chett and a few others, not all of them were as duty-driven.
At last, after finishing his rounds, he returned to his bedchamber with the biggest grin on his face. It had been many months since the last time he spent time with someone. While he considered himself a well-oriented, focused man, he couldn't stop his little friend down there from rising up.
There were expectations.
Creak!
He pushed the door open and… his expectations were answered.
Fucking beautiful… just as the first time I saw her.
He gulped and scrambled to slam the door shut and lock it. He jumbled to throw away his tunic and his breeches, getting butt-naked, cock hard as stone. Then he leapt forward like a hungry beast.
"Heh… I knew you'd like it!" Lyanna gigged from the great bed, nude entirely, reclined back against a hill of pillows, her legs spread and her hands fondling her breasts. She bit her red lips, her grey eyes narrow in need.
Now, common sense dictated that a man as hungry as Wylis in that moment would jump and ram his cock in her. But no, he was no common man. His desire for Lyanna was more emotional than physical, and getting to cherish her body was… everything.
"Aaaaah! Gods… warn me, at least! Do you even know how long I've been aching… parched for this? Ummmmh!"
The only response Wylis gave was his head shoved between her smooth, pale legs, his mouth latched on her cunt, eating her like it was his life's sole mission. She was his lady, his first love, and she tasted… fucking sweet!
She was insane for him. A year without his cock had stripped her clean of reason, and now everything about him drove her wild. The taste of his spit, the scrape of his stubble against her thighs, the raw weight of his body pinning her to the bed. Even his scent made her lightheaded, musk and sweat and man, all of it filling her lungs until she nearly wept.
He was her Wylis, her beast, her first, her only, and she wanted him everywhere.
"Ahhh—oohhh… Wylis…" She moaned, her slender throat stretched taut as her head tilted back, eyes fluttering up to the ceiling. Nipples stiff as she raked her trembling fingers through his thick hair, pulling and clenching like she'd die if he stopped.
Wylis loved it. He loved her sweet cries, loved the frantic twitch of her thighs as she tried to clamp them around his head. But he wouldn't allow it. His monstrous hands spread her wide, rough claws pressing so hard into her supple flesh that angry red prints bloomed. The strength of his grip was brutal, and the struggle of her slender body writhing against his restraint only made his cock throb harder.
He feasted on her cunt, worshiping, punishing, drowning himself in her taste. His tongue slid through her slick folds, curling to scoop the nectar from her slit before plunging in again. He traced her hole, spearing it shallowly, then dragged upward in a hot, wet stroke until he found her clit and lathered mercilessly. Every motion was frenzied, like a drunkard chugging wine he couldn't get enough of.
Lyanna was half-delirious, clawing at the sheets, her lips parted in helpless, shameless cries. "Oooooooh… f-fuck, I… really… missed this!"
Her words broke in gasps as her hips jumped, grinding her pussy against his mouth. She wanted to cage his head between her thighs, wanted to ride him raw, but he wouldn't give her that power. His grip was iron, forcing her open, her fragile body held like prey beneath a predator. That strength… Gods help her, she fucking missed it. The way he could break her, yet made her feel untouchably safe. It was intoxicating.
Shlk! Slhk! Scallop!
Slurps, squelches, the wet noises of his mouth burying itself in her cunt filled the room, louder than the crackle of the fire. Her own moans joined them, strangled, breathless sounds, spilling from her throat with no care for pride.
"Mmmmh… I… in me—eeeh!" she roared suddenly, fisting both hands into his hair and yanking, desperate to drag him up so he'd mount her already. Her eyes were wild, her voice hoarse.
But Wylis didn't listen. He growled into her rosy pussy, shaking his head against her cunt as if to punish her, lapping harder, faster, drowning her in filth. His tongue bullied her clit, teeth grazing just enough to sting, lips sucking until she shrieked. He hated her pleading, and yet loved it. So he broke her resolve with sheer devotion, eating her until she was nothing but a sobbing, writhing mess.
"W-Wylis! I can't—Aaaah—!!"
She broke.
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