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Chapter 8 by Fuckboy Fuckboy

How far will you go?

As far as he wants

Not saying another word Tywin slowly undoes his gold and red leather belt sliding it off and undoing the buttons on his trousers. All while you knelt in front of him watching. When he shifted his hips and pulled his trousers down to mid thigh you couldn't help but let out a moan at the sight of the half-hard cock that came free. The Lord of the Westlands smirked at your moan. "I am not particularly aroused by men... but I do find the idea of a king on his knees a turn on... now King Rishard if you are going to earn my help you are going to have to work for it..."

Knowing exactly what he wants you lean forward, tongue slowly tracing the shaft of his semi-hard cock, teasing it. Leaning forward you stroke his still powerful thighs as you lick wetly along his cock, moaning slightly at the taste of him while doing all in your power to arouse him. Under the work of your tongue his cock hardens slowly and then finally springs erect and stiff as he lets out a low almost growl of a groan.

With his cock now fully hard you waste no time in taking it into your mouth. It's been some time since you serviced a man this way, not since before you were king, but the skills you earned as a cabin boy and squire are still there. As is the pleasure it gives you to service a powerful man. Head bobbing up and down you noisily begin to suck him harder, tongue swirling around his cockhead. With unfeigned eagerness you service the Lion's thick cock, taking him as deep as you can into your mouth as he lets out groans of pleasure... For all his claims of not finding men arousing, the older man is clearly loving the attention of your mouth on his cock!

Is that all he wants?

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