Dirty dungeon sex

Robb decided he wanted to **** Cersei in the dungeons. Before he made his way down there, he quickly read a letter that had arrived this morning from Lord Forrester. He offered the hand of his daughter Talia in marriage. It was to be expected, every Northern Lord with an unmarried daughter would send him a letter like that or visit Winterfell in the next weeks. Not that Robb would complain!
Another letter had arrived from his uncle Edmure. He wrote that Lord Frey had died in his sleep and Ryman Frey was new Lord of the Twins, albeit heavily contested by various brothers and nephews and cousins and whatnot. While the contract of marrying a Frey girl was still valid, Edmure implied that Robb should not feel too bound by it - the Freys were suddenly a lot less powerful and Ryman did apparently not care too much about his grandfather's plans. Robb smiled. Everything had gone a lot better than expected, now he was even free to choose a wife again. He read the rest of the letter. Edmure would send Roslin Frey, arguably the prettiest of the lot, to Winterfell.
Robb quickly wrote a response to Lord Forrester, inviting him and his family to Winterfell so he could meet his daughter. Let's gather all the girls at home so I can take my pick, Robb thought nefariously and imagined dozens of nubile girls lining up naked in the Great Hall before he banished the picture from his mind.

Finally, he got up and went down to the dungeons. Cersei's cell was guarded by his own men who let him in without a word. They closed the door behind him and he was alone with the former Queen. She sat in the corner, leaning against the wall. Her hair was unkempt, her skin dirty, she was wearing simple rags, but her voluptuous body still made his manhood hard.
"Stark", she said with a raspy voice. "Come to enjoy another man's victory?"
Robb smiled. "Oh, Stannis might have conquered the city. I will still conquer you."
"What...?"
Robb watched with growing arousal as the realization hit her. "No..."
"Oh yes", Robb said and undid his pants. "I'll hear you scream before this is over."