Daenerys spends some time with Cley Cerwyn (MF)

Cley Cerwyn was younger than the rest of the Northern Lords, spirited, and not but a bit angry. It had been no trouble to get the young man alone, even less to get him interested, he had been leering at her since she had first arrived at Winterfell.

Daenerys gasped as her bareback smashed against the stone wall. That gasp continued into a moan as Cerywn's mouth descended down upon her neck. His hand grabbed her tit, squeezing and pawing and she mewed in response.

"This is what you want?" he growled thrusting up into her. Her dress was in the way, his trousers still on, but she could feel him hard beneath her.

"You know what I want," she gasped feeling his teeth scrap across her collarbone. His hand lifted and squeezed her breasts, bringing it teasingly close to his mouth.

"My loyalty." he said as he struggled to free himself. "for your cunt?"

"I believe I worded it--" Daenerys froze as he freed himself, tore her dress out of his way, pressed him against her opening and thrust up and into her, spreading her cunt quick and hard. She moaned as he let her sink down onto him until he was fully seated inside her tightness.

"Deal," he grunted as he lifted her up, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass then pulled her down driving himself into her.

They’re bodies slapped together almost painfully so. Daenerys clenched around him, pulled him tight, pressing the hard nipples of her breast against his chest.

"Ahh," Daenerys gasped, her legs going tight around his waist. The stone wall bit into her back but she could not bring herself to care.

Cerwyn thrust himself up, lifting her in the process, driving his cock in and out of her. She gasped and moaned, burying her head into the crook of her neck, her back rubbed raw, her cunt ached and throbbed. She could feel herself dripping all over his cock as he took her, as he fucked her.

"Fuck!" she cried out, her fingers clawing into his back as he moved, Steady hard thrusts, driving in and out of her soaking wet cunt. The sound of them fuckinng filled the room, the slick, wet sound of their bodies coming together mixed with Daenerys soft moans and whimpers.

"Harder," she demanded, and the young Lord obeyed pressing into her, his hands left her hips, went to her throat. She moaned loudly, as he fucked her pistoning in and out of her.

So close, she was so close, she let out a needy whine but felt the man begin to falter. Excitement and youth could only take one so far and the man fucking her was beginning to reach his limit.

Without warning he pulled her away from the wall, holding her tight he walked the few steps to his bed throwing them both down onto it.

Daenerys moaned as he landed on top of her. Their sweat-slicked bodies grinding together, never missing a beat he slid deep inside her cunt then he grabbed one leg, lifted it up and drove into her. Her eyes rolled back, her toes curled as he resumed fucking, pummeling her body into the feather mattress. The sensation of being taken so hard nearly overwhelmed her.

"Give it to me," she moaned, "Give me everything."

Cerwyn roared, grabbing onto her hips as he roughly drove into her. She was so incredibly tight and warm and wet. She cried out as she came sobbing a Valryian prayer. Her vision went near white as her body exploded, her muscles tightened. Her cunt clenched down on Cerwyn's cock, her hips thrust up sealing their bodies together as she shuddered and moaned..

Unable to hold back any longer the young man quickly followed, burying himself as deeply as he could in the Targaryen cunt, he thrust into her, driving his cock into her until his balls pressed against her. He moaned as she clamped down around him, squeezing and milking his member and then came with a groan spilling himself inside the cock hungry Queen. Utterly spent he fell onto her chest, his face pillowed in her breasts.

Her dress was ruined, the back half torn from the stone wall, the rest soaked in sweat and their juices. She sighed heavily, basking in the glow of her release, ignoring the presence of a man she cared little about resting on her chest, his cock still nestled inside her. She had a number of other men she needed to see, she could not spend too long here with him.

Luckily Cerwyn was a young man and quickly picked himself up off her. He looked at her, an arrogant smile on his face. But not one that was not unearned, he had bedded the Queen after all and had her cumming all over his cock.

"Drink," Ceryen offered, handing her a glass of wine, she felt sated, exhausted. She had already shared cups with half the Northern Lords, she was already tipsy and exhausted. But still she drank, not wanting to offend the men she wished to win over.

"I’m famished," Cerywen said, his hand wandering to his bare belly. "Let us feast to celebrate this new alliance."