Carelessly

Jon had attempted to see Myrcella twice, but had only been allowed the briefest of visits. Cersei was devastated over her daughter’s condition and did not leave her bedside at all for the next few days. Jon offered what sympathies he could, but the situation had proven to be far more serious than he had allowed himself to truly consider as the maesters suggested that the young lady might never awaken at all.

Things were reaching a crossroads for Jon as he could not delay much longer to wait on someone who might not live, and he had to formulate some notion of how to progress. Without Myrcella the alliance was doomed, and his father would be back where he started with even less time to act. The worries kept him awake at night and he decided on a walk to clear his head.

His wanderings brought him down deep into the Rock, near the lion cages. It was dark down there, save for a few torches lit. He doubted the guards or servants truly ventured down either as he examined the somewhat shabby upkeep of the place. The cages were empty and he felt a stab of dissapointment.

“The last ones died years ago,” a familiar voice carried through the dark, as Joffrey slowly approached, sneering expression still firmly affixed. “Grandfather won’t catch anymore and these cages go to waste.”

Jon kept his expression neutral as he watched the young Lannister. He had hoped to avoid him for the next few days, but what was done was done. “I suppose they are too much effort to maintain,” he said in an even voice, “not all beasts are easily tamed.”

Joffrey watched Jon with open desire, his plump lips curled in satisfaction. “Do you want to tame me?” He asked huskily, peeling off his shift and revealing his semi naked body. “You certainly have the tool for it.”

“Joffrey this is madness,” Jon protested, even as he felt himself harden at the sight, “I am betrothed to your sister.”

The Young Lannister moved closer. “She won’t be a problem much longer,” he grinned sadistically, “and once she’s gone you’ll be mine.”

He reached up and pulled Jon into a kiss that was fiery, his tongue dancing with Jon’s like two eels. Once he pulled away he moved to undo Jon’s breeches, only for the Prince to stop him.

“Even if Myrcella dies it won’t change anything,” Jon told him firmly, “ I needed to make an alliance with House Lannister, and without her that plan is as good as dead.”

Joffrey grew angry then, his emerald eyes two balls of wildfire. “I will be your partner! You will fuck only me and then once my grandfather and the king are dead...this kingdom will be ours!”

“What in the name of the gods are you talking about?” Jon shook his head, turning away, “this is utter madness, and if you’ve hurt Myrcella for this then-“

Jon was silenced as Joffrey reached into his breeches and freed his cock. The boy bobbed his head over it a few times, slobbering over the engorged piece of meat and then peeled down his own small clothes. Removing the cock from his mouth, but never releasing it from his hands, Joffrey turned around and impaled his plump ass on Jon’s cock. The manhood being submerged by the wonderful warm tightness again.

Both men groaned in approval and quickly fell into the act. Jon palmed the ass that was enveloping his cock, squeezing and pinching at it as he began move his hips. Joffrey laughed in approval

“You like my ass don’t you?” He smirked over his shoulder, “how could you not? It’s the..ugh...the only ass for you, the ...only hole your cock was..heh...meant to fuck.”

Jon reached forward, grabbed a handful of Joffrey’s long golden curls and tugged as he thrust forward. “ I would fuck you dusk till dawn if I could,” he growled, his hands twisting the hair tight, “fuck some of the madness out!”

“Yes, fuck me against the cage, tame me!,'' Joffrey laughed wantonly.

Jon started kissing him, wet and wild kisses accompanying their now frantic fucking, his cock rammed deeper and harder and wilder each time, one hand slipping down to playfully tug at Joffrey’s manhood. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to send the Lannister wild, his whole body shaking with pleasure as he came onto the stony floor, his asshole still squeezing and clenching around Jon's cock.

“Take it!” He snarled, thrusting even more fiercely slamming the Lannister so hard against the iron bars that he would surely leave a mark. Then his release hit him and he moaned through that intense wave as it swallowed him whole, the two of them locked like that for a time.

Joffrey recovered first, and as they sunk to their knees, he pressed himself against Jon, his ass dripping cum yet still impaled on the softening cock. He turned his head, kissed Jon again and whispered. “I’ll kill my grandfather, my uncles, and the king...i’ll Kill the whole bloody lot of them until you and I are only two people left in this world.”