Summerhall

It hadn't been too much of an issue to convince the Tyrells to allow he and Margaery to take a jaunt to the old Targaryen castle of Summerhall, for the place had been recently rebuilt on his father's order and sat so close to the Reach that it would be no issue to visit. Trying to convince the Tyrells that only minimal guards would be necessary was another matter, but to Jon's great surprise Margaery spoke in his favour, somehow reassuring her family that she would make do entirely under the protection of Jon's men and only two of her ladies in waiting. It was not perfect, but given the urgency and need for privacy it was as good as they could have hoped for. Jon found himself somewhat relieved that if nothing else, the tonic he had given Margaery at the very least made her far more agreeable and enthusiastic to his ideas.

The problem, however, was that time was very much working against them. Margaery's pregnancy advanced at an astonishing rate, and within the two days it took them to reach Summerhall her body had already swollen enough to that she looked easily eight months heavy with child. Her lucidity was also a problem, as it seemed that the heavier she grew, the more her mind focused entirely on fucking. By the time Jon was able to sneak her into the mostly vacant Targaryen castle right as dusk fell, his betrothed was practically pawing at him.

She was naked the moment they found themselves within the privacy of a guest room, and despite his mind decrying it, Jon found himself intoxicated by her. Margaery went straight to the bed, knelt on all fours, and swayed her ass invitingly in his direction. "It's been far too long since I've had you in me..."

"Margaery this is madness," Even as he said it, Jon made to slowly undress, his mind quickly being subsumed by pure lust. "Gods..."

"Jon please,” Margaery begged softly. “Please, fuck me.”

Freeing his hard cock, Jon knelt down behind the wanton woman and made to line himself up so as to ease in gently, but no sooner than his cockhead make contact did Margaery throw herself back and take his entire length in one slick motion.Never had Jon felt such a warm and wet cunt to suck him in and hug his cock so fiercely.

"Oh gods, yes..." Margaery's moans were long and loud, as wanton as the lowliest back alley whores. She met his thrusts with an intensity of a bitch in heat, groan and moaning in sheer delight. "I swear to...every fucking god...I will...I will live on this cock! It will never leave my cunt!" she leaned back then, turned her head and reached up to capture Jon in a kiss, her ass grinding at a slower pace as she looked him dead in the eyes, "You'll keep me fat and full, won't you?" her voice was a breathy whisper, "fuck a baby into me again, and again..."

Jon let out a groan of pleasure at that, her crazed words bringing him closer and closer to his limit. They fucked together, roughly and wildly for a time, but Margaery's sheer persistence won out and Jon found himself releasing inside of her. The two of them tangled together in the bed, slick with sweat and sex. It wasn't long before Jon fell into an exhausted slumber, unaware of what was transpiring inside his betrothed.