"With pleasure..." Joffrey didn't waste a moment since he was already hard. But he wanted to taste this woman first before devouring her. "My new Kingsguard."
He beckoned a little and slipped fingers of both his hands between the neckline of her tunic. With a harsh pull, he spread it apart, tearing it open along with her small clothes holding her voluptuous breasts.
With a jiggle, the two swollen hills presented themselves to Joffrey. Their texture was creamy pale, pristine, and clean, crowned by small pink round areolas and pebbled pink tips.
Both his spread palms went from under her mounds and cupped them. Her flesh spilled out between his fingers, her feathery softness beyond Joffrey's wildest dreams. He still couldn't believe this woman was a Wildling, not some highborn nobility.
"Perfect," he complimented and quickly lowered his face.
His lips widened and claimed her right globe with steaming hunger. Gobbling and suckling on a mouthful of her honey-soft flesh before slowly focusing on the tight nipple. He pressed them between his lips, rubbed them, and teethed. His other hand constantly focused on the left one, flicking the tip.
"Um." Val tried her best not to make a sound. She felt no aversion to doing this with Joffrey, but it was a matter of pride for her to not give in so soon.
Joffrey continued to give all his attention to Val's mounds, one at a time, until both looked ripe like a red apple. He kneaded them the entire time with both palms spread, while his bulge dry-humped her in an attempt to prepare her.
Once he felt his desire satiated from her mounds, he slid up and claimed her neck, leaving deep, wet kisses and gentle bites all over her flesh, slowly going higher toward her face. Finally, he arrived at her cheek and pecked there before finally reaching for her lips.
Soft, sultry, and hot. Val didn't show a hint of refusal and let him pry her lips open. She matched his tongue and played the game of tugs and rubs. Their heated breaths and fiery juices mingled and exchanged.
"Mm…" Val suddenly wrapped her arms around Joffrey's head in the middle of that wild kiss, her hips beginning to react to his dry humps as well. This was new to her. No wildling made love like this as far as she had experienced. They all went straight to play with her mounds and fuck her like savages.
Joffrey caressed her head and unbraided her hair while kissing her. She tasted like the wild scent of nature, her actions in his mouth felt amateur, and that heightened his desire. She was like a woman who had seen the world but had yet to experience it. She knew what fucking was, but now she learned what love-making was.
It was cold, and there was snow around them. But not for a moment did Joffrey feel it. Once he made her hair spread and fall around her face, he took off his tunic and then pushed his breeches down from his legs, almost completely naked.
He threw his clothes just beside Val and made her slide over to them. It was an unnecessary thing to do, but Val loved it. Seldom she had been with men who could think in the midst of a heated exchange.
"Let's get to the main part, shall we?" Joffrey said and stopped kissing her.
He sat back completely between her legs and took her beautiful form in his eyes. Her reddened peaks still glistened with his spit, and her face was ruined by the kisses.
Finally, he looked down and noticed a faint dampness around her womanhood. He smiled and pinched the woolen white breeches before forcing them apart. It was wool, and easily tore open, giving Joffrey a wide view of her ivory thighs, her hips, and the slippery rosy petals salivating for his attention.
Just above her clit, a faint trace of her blonde pubes was visible, and standing in contrast against her flesh. He liked it, and immediately pressed his rock-hard cockhead at the tight entrance.
Val smirked, "I thought kneelers had small ones."
Joffrey chuckled and nestled forward, sliding his knees further around her ass, her thighs raised on her own will. He slid in gently, savoring the sensations of the wild woman's cave of wonders. He closed his eyes and gently leaned forward, pushing in more and more of his length until he felt shrouded by her slippery warmth.
"Oh…" Val reacted to his size. She couldn't stop herself anymore. The pleasure took over her mind as her back arched up, her belly clenching tight as she spread her legs to the apex to feel more of him inside.
Joffrey finally stopped after going all the way in, planting himself whole in her slick wetness that continued to ooze more nectar. He could feel her toned muscles clenching around him, struggling to adjust to his girth.
He fell on her body and took her mounds in his mouth again before starting to pull his hips back. Slow and steady as he promised, letting her taste every bump and groove of his length with her lower lips.
After a short pause with just his tip in, he slammed right in with a savage thrust. Hard enough that her body bucked beneath him. She liked it rough, and what Joffrey gave her threw her into a rush of pleasure. He delved deeper in with each rhythmic push, fast and frantic.
With his mouth filled with her creamy flesh, he felt her move against him with each thrust. Instead of surrendering, he felt her circling movements, her hips reacting to his grounding cock, gyrating in slow circles.
This wasn't an instinct to seek pleasure, it was a taunt from her body; a challenge for him to do more; stronger, faster, harder. To see which one of them would break first. Every clenching spasm in her loins milked him thoroughly, threatening to suck him dry.
"Seven!" Joffrey cursed, "You're amazing."
Val chuckled and spread her fingers through Joffrey's blonde hair, which had grown a little longer. She pulled him away from her mounds and claimed his mouth. Her legs, however, didn't lock around his waist and instead remained spread as far as they could.
Joffrey felt her desire and increased the tempo, burying his cock with a greed to breed. It was hypnotic, and exciting doing it in the wild—absolute wild beyond the wall.
"Ah… Mmmm…" Val moaned into his mouth and hugged his neck tight.
Joffrey penetrated her to his need and size. His breath went harsh and uneven in no time, this style of sparing much more tiring than the usual one. But he felt her shivering inhales as well, her tight walls quivering around his girth with a rising frenzy of heat.
"Aaah… You…" Val found herself clenching her teeth, pressing her lips, and breaking the kiss. Her eyes closed, trying to not show her vulnerable self.
As she approached a gasping completion, her legs finally locked around Joffrey's waist. His plundering thrusts only gained pace, yearning to hear more of her moans.
"Take my name," he demanded.
"Mmm… oh-ooo…" She breathed out. Her moans came out on their own. "J-Joffrey-ah…"
Joffrey smiled and licked her neck, her sensitivity only increasing from it. Her tight depth squeezed around him harder and shuddered with quivering spasms.
"Will you be my Kingsguard, V-Val?" He asked, feeling his own release nearing, but not yet. "Answer me…"
It started with lovemaking, but in the end, it turned into savagery. He fucked her hard and sore that even the claps that rang in that forest came back in echoes. Her juices coating him so well it took everything in him to not spill in that silk.
"Yeaaah! F-fuck… I can… mmmm-ah~" she cried at last, the glorious peak reached. Her body released all it could, spewing forth a fountain of her culmination. Her belly throbbed like waves, her entire body shuddered again and again, and the tremors of ecstasy flushed her pale, hot face.
Joffrey kept fucking her until her spasms ended, his hands tightly clenching her blonde hair.
"Let's change position," Joffrey suddenly replied and eased out of her soreness.
Joffrey caught Val's hand and pulled her up as he sat down beside a tree, his back resting against the trunk. He placed his clothes under his ass, and then towed Val to straddle his cock, facing away from him.
"What?" She felt confused as to why he wanted that, but didn't have the energy to refuse. "Ah!"
Just as she sat down, his cock entered her leaking slit once again, already swollen from his loving abuse. She felt him bury all of it in, high up, reaching the last walls of her heated core.
"Ah… I can get used to this warmth," Joffrey muttered, his face close to her ears as her back rested against his chest. Her head rested back on his shoulder as her mounds jutted out completely.
Val took a glance at the snowy forest. The sound of the breeze and distant animals made it strangely thrilling,
"Oh!"
Joffrey slid his hands under her thighs, spreading her legs wide, and lifted her ass from below. Val felt utterly helpless as her wet, pink petals were exposed so openly to the cold snow. However, that slight embarrassment was a mere fleeting thought, as Joffrey threw her back down onto his cock with the weight of her body.
The hard, plunging penetration crazed her. He struck so deep she could feel it in her cervix. Her fleshy ass slapping onto his crotch, trembling like jelly.
"Aaaah…" he did it again, and she cried in pleasure. "Ooo… Don't stop!"
He started fucking her in rhythm, his arms powerful enough to pleasure himself with her whole body, up and down with a frenzy. But she pushed one leg down to aid him, giving his other hand some freedom to touch her elsewhere.
He fondled her exposed breasts for a moment, then slid down to circle and pinch her soaked clitoris.
"Mh… yes, Joffrey…"
Joffrey smiled, "So, did I win you over?"
"Yesss~"
Her ass slapped and squelched against his lap, her juices spreading from their previous round of fucking. This one was slower, but longer and deeper. She clenched her depths on her own as if wanting to conquer the man as well.
Joffrey's fingers continued to rub all over her clitoris with abuse, flicking, pinching, and pressing. "Will you go to King's Landing with me?"
"Yess-ah!"
"And vow to be my Kingsguard?"
"Hmm…" She nodded vigorously, eyes closed and tearing up on their own. He felt so big and reaching so deep, much more than before.
Joffrey licked her ear and neck while whispering more. His fingers brushing all over her spread petals of silky furnace, as if he found the secret key to make her yield. "Then… from now on, who does this belong to?"
"You… oooh~"
Joffrey picked up the pace, his climax almost at the tip. "As my Kingsguard, you will protect me and… let me have you whenever I want, wherever I want… only I."
Plap!—
She fell on his cock with a hard clap and spilled her second orgasm all over his straining masculinity. She exhaustingly fell back against his chest, the dreamy bliss taken over her mind. "I-mm… vow… Yess~"
With that, Joffrey claimed her heated core with mindless plunder, greedily thrusting up and flooded her deep inside. The quivering pumps came with such heated force that Val's eyes jolted open with the sudden warmth coating her insides.
Spasms after spasms, pumps after pumps, Joffrey's cock throbbed with each vibrating release of his white cream. He stopped fucking, but some still leaked around the heated petals. He waited, and rested deep inside her until he felt his breath catching up to him.
His hands fondled her breasts at the same time, waiting for his cock to fall out on its own. When it did, his load spilled out with gentle, faint leaks, but most of it remained inside.
Wildling Princess, with you, I'll take over whatever Mance builds. Joffrey thought, a plan in extreme initial stages. But a possibility nonetheless.
"Stay seated," Joffrey ordered and gently moved out from under her hips. He let her sit back against the tree instead. "I'll conduct your Kingsguard oath right away."
Without bothering to wear his clothes, Joffrey picked up his swords and returned. He loved the sight of that defeated look on Val's face, her knees spread wide as she sat there—utterly plundered.
"Val of the Free Folk," he started, resting his sword on her naked shoulder. "Do you vow to defend your King, Joffrey I Baratheon?"
"Umm—yes." Val suddenly moved with a playful smile and shifted forward. Without a warning, she grabbed his flaccid cock and took him in her mouth, as if surrendering to him, to the man who won her.
Joffrey felt excited and continued with the vow. "Do you vow to obey the King, keep his secrets…"
The entire time she continued to lick all over his cock and balls, bringing him back to half an erection by the time he finished speaking the countless list of vows and waited for her response.
At last, Val stopped sucking him and looked up with seriousness, "I vow to do so, my King."
Joffrey nodded and threw the sword away before looking down at her face again. "In the end, I did make you kneel."
Val chuckled and grabbed his cock in a tight grip, "You won… You kneelers may call us savages, but we honor our words."
And that is all I need; More honorable fools in my ranks. Joffrey made Val stand up, despite wanting to go another round with the beauty that deserved castles and a daily hard fuck, not the wild winter of the harsh North.
He had torn her tunic and breeches, so he gave her his oversized cloak to cover herself. She was now his woman, after all, albeit just a Kingsguard officially.
"Let's return and announce the result of your… duel," he said.
Val chuckled, punching the side of his arm, "I'll say it."
"Very well."
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They walked back to Craster's Keep and entered. The men there had just finished their meal.
But before they could ask any questions, Val came forward and announced loudly, "I dueled and laid with King Joffrey, and he won me with his might and muscle. I will go to King's Landing."
"..."
Does she even know what subtlety means?
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