Familiar Feeling / Ned Stark

6. Sufficiently Drunk

The night Arya was conceived Ned drank a full flog of wine.

"Are you sufficiently drunk?" Everly questioned.

'No.' Ned told her honestly. 'Not nearly enough.'

'Hey, two for two, you are doing great.' Everly told him. Having only fucked Catelyn twice and both times a child was born into the world. Ned had gotten lucky.

'She ignores them I don't know why she wants more.' Ned said as Everly's hands ran down his chest pulling at the string.

'She wants you to love her. a baby is a good reasoning since she knows you don't love her.' Everly told him leaving long kisses along his neck, trailing down his chest as her hands undid his pants.

'I will never love her, my heart has long belonged to you.' Ned told her. Everly loved how loyal Ned was to her, she felt bad for Catelyn. Had Ned been a lesser man or perhaps a different man and didn't fall for Everly, she was sure Catelyn would be the happiest woman alive. Because every moment with Ned made Everly's heart flutter.

One Ned was thoroughly hard, Everly fixed his pants.

'Keep the taste of me on your mouth.' She whispered. 'then come back so I can remove the feel of her.' Everly rasped her kiss feather light against him.

Catelyn didn't questioned it. She was excited and ready, slipping into her though, her noises pinched Ned's ears, her screams of obvious theatrics. Did men like that? Ned questioned trying to block her out but she grabbed onto him. Trying to get him to look at her.

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'Only Thor could wield the hammer because only he was worthy of the power it possessed.' Everly told the boys, it was the only thing she could do to keep from thinking of what ned was suffering. She stuck to her routine but now little Sansa was with them. she liked the stories of handsome princes sweeping the princess off her feet. even at 3 she was already planning her future, everly thought it sweet. Sansa wanted true loves kiss, like Everly and Ned had. But Sansa wanted to display her love to the masses, be a princess or a queen one day.

'Like Excalibur!' Jon exclaimed.

'Just like Excalibur.' Everly agreed.

'whats that?' sansa questioned sitting in Everly lap.

'Excalibur is a sword, a sword that had been buried into a stone forever to be stuck there until a true king came to Camelot.' Everly told them. she loved the story of merlin and Arthur. 'That only King Arthur Pendragon could wield.' Everly told her. 'only a true king just of heart and soul was able to pull the sword free of the stone.'

'and Arthur was a true king?" Sansa questioned.

'yes, with help and guidance from his advisors and friends he became a great king, and his power to wield Excalibur proved that he was the rightful king of Camelot.'

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Ned grabbed Everly the moment her door opened, she laughed as he pulled her to him. Slamming the door and pulling her to him, bodies flesh together. His lips on her immediately as he tried to vanquish every memory with Catelyn.

'That bad...' Everly mused. She pulled his shirt free and she hooked her thumbs on his pants freeing him. She let her dress fall to the ground and that look in her eyes said it all. 'that me take it all away.' she coed lowering down.

She took his dick into her mouth and it took all his concentration not to come the instant he felt her tongue against him. If there's a heaven and Ned got to go, he wanted this. Exactly this. Everly.

He started fucking her face and she felt his arousal drip down between lips. Ned never pushed too far or too fast. It was as if he knew precisely how much she could handle. Just before she was sure that he was going to blow his load down her throat, he pulled back panting. Picking her up he tossed her onto the bed a laugh escaped her lips as she saw that feral look in his eyes.

He turned and crawl up the bed toward her, lowering and wrapping his arms around her. He kissed her breasts, suck on her nipples, trailed his tongue up her sternum. She moaned again and he growled. It's guttural, from somewhere inside his chest.

'My turn.' He whispered against her and her smile widened. 'I'm going to have you screaming my name.'

'I don't think that's a good-' but his actions silenced her words. She tried to control her movements, but her hips were lifting on their own accord. He gently bit the soft curve of her stomach and she bucked again.

"You are perfect. Every inch of you, only you, only ever you" he kissed her hip bones, and she realized that loud moans were coming from her mouth. She wanted him desperately.

"Please," she whispered.

With two fingers, Ned spread her lips wide. His other hand glides up her stomach to palm her breasts, her nipple pebbled already, and when he pinched it there, she bucked

"Ned," his name from her lips is a prayer, a plea.

'I told you I would have you screaming,' he whispered against her. He flicked her bared clit with his tongue. He did it again, and again, pausing between each flick, letting her desire build and writhe like the beast that has been thrashing in his chest since meeting her. Only when she is panting his name.

'Ned, Ned, Ned" each one a little louder as her body arched into him.

Ned latched his lips to her clit and sucked. He shoved three fingers into her tight hole, pumping rapidly as he sucked hard, drawing the whole of her clit into his mouth. She twitched and cries out, but he doesn't yield, he never yields, her pleasure his only goal. For now.

Everly's clit swelling in his mouth and her vagina walls throbbing around his plunging fingers. His cock is rock hard, so when he climbed up and shove it into her, it only increases her pleasure, earning him a mewling whimper from Everly's lips. He kissed her, letting her taste what he had done and her head lulls back.

He leans down. His mouth found her nipple, biting it too hard then sucking it too gently. Her legs parted and hooked around him as he lower himself closer. He rubbed against her, savoring the tease, the way her body arched, one more time. Then he pushed into her slowly, completely, listening to her sharp inhale against his chest.

She arched up, granting him easier access, and his other hand scoops her back, positioning her so he can keep driving his cock into her. She was barely touching the bed now, he was supporting her full body weight with his arm, kneeling and thrusting up into her, harder than she would have believed possible.

He slide out and back in again, disappearing into her. Their hips grind together until they found a comfortable rhythm. Her moans grow stronger and deeper until she's nearly screaming. He pressed into her, harder and faster, reaching for her tits. He smashed his mouth against hers, parting her lips with his tongue again, kissing her moans away.

Everly rode him, and when he removed his finger so that he could grip her hips, she moved her own hand down, easily matching his rhythm with her finger on her clit. Her breasts bounce, aching, her whole body clenches, tightening, every nerve inside her swirling in a coil of lust around that area where they are joined.

Then he leans forward. He bit her neck, just enough for her to Feel the sharpness of his teeth, and his hips press down, hard, and his cock slams up, harder, and her clit screamed for release, and her whole body shattered.

He felt her body shudder against him, clenching and twisting with pleasure. She stiffens, then relaxes. Everly wrapped her arms around him, placing soft kisses against his temple, cheek, and jaw. Eventually and reluctantly, he rolled off her, coming onto the sheets, her body immediately cuddling to his side. They were silent for a long time, both of them just trying to catch their breath. He listened to the rhythmic in and out as they sync up with one another.

She stretched out on him, leaning back against his shoulder with her head in the crook of his neck. He was supporting her with one arm around her, the other across her lower body with his hand buried between her legs, his fingers nestled deep inside me while his thumb rubbed in slow, agonizing little circles on her clit. Always craving more of her.