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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 18:17:59 GMT -5
Benjen hopped atop Catherine, one hand on her hip and the other next to her head. He pushed himself inside her with a grunt, before thrusting into her with savage determination.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 18:21:14 GMT -5
She squeals in pain, and then quickly lust, and she is wet as a day at Storm's End spent underwater. "Yes yes yes! Benjeeeeennnn!" Her legs lock around him tightly and her arms drag him into her. "Give me a babyyyy!"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 18:24:36 GMT -5
Benjen thrusts hard into her, again and again, hand moving to squeeze one of her breasts as he took her. "Can't... before... leave..." He grunts.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 18:25:19 GMT -5
She keeps him tight to her. "Yes...you...will..."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 18:29:16 GMT -5
Benjen slapped her hard, turning Catherine over and taking her doggy-styyyyyle. "Do you want them to think you a whore, when you come back with a baby?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 18:33:07 GMT -5
"Will you....THERE!!!! let the heir to the North be born in some fucking desert without...THERE again! His father?" Even in fury she is lovely; her whole body perfectly formed, except the new scar on the back of her neck.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 18:43:57 GMT -5
Benjen thrust into Catherine until he was spent, sitting down on the edge of the bed once he was done. He grabbed a bottle of wine and drank straight from it, breathing loudly.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 18:47:24 GMT -5
She flopped next to him with an arm across his body and tilted her face up, mouth open. "Wine, please." When she gets a drink. "Well, that was certainly...impressive. I knew my prince had it in him. Now I have a little princey in me." She kisses his cheek.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 18:50:46 GMT -5
"I want you to drink Moon tea," Benjen grunted, not looking at the girl. "I told you, about Cassadar, about raising a child."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 18:58:09 GMT -5
"I will drink moon tea when you cut your manhood off and feed it to Cassadar. Our kingdom's heir is inside me now. Cassadar is welcome to come at me in Eddard's Rest; Father would like nothing more than for him to try showing his face there. Besides...if you want to find him, what better bait for a hook than Princess Catherine Stark, loveliest woman in Westeros and pregnant with Benjen Stark's little boy?" She stretches catlike on the bed. "Besides, everyone heard our little performance. They won't know if I'm pregnant or not until at least two months from now. Do you think your father would risk his unborn grandson falling into the hands of all the thousands of dangers lurking in the East. At least Cassadar is a threat we KNOW about. And, if I ever meet those Targaryen sluts, I swear all the Old Gods together wouldn't save them from my wrath. You are MY prince to fuck."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 19:01:51 GMT -5
Benjen knew his father had been right. "He won't make it so easy again. Shame on me for giving in," He grunted, rising from the bed. "We'll speak later," He added, pulling his breeches and shirt on before leaving.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 19:04:41 GMT -5
Catherine peacefully curls up and sleeps a dreamless and lovely sleep.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 19:36:39 GMT -5
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Benjen, after having some more to drink, goes to speak with his father again, hopefully one on one.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 17, 2012 19:38:43 GMT -5
All it takes is asking, and anyone King Terrence is seeing vanishes. He pours another glass of wine, offers one to Ben, and sits down. "More to say, son?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 17, 2012 19:41:38 GMT -5
"Just wondering what your thoughts are," Benjen said, taking the glass and drinking half of it contents. "On this whole... mess."
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