Red // Otto Hightower (1)

23. Inferno

If walls could talk / Hp x HOTD out now!

Mirror, Mirror / Viserys Targaryen out now!

'The Step stones were meant to be won for the realm, but over the past few days, it seems we have traded a crabfeeder for a sea snake. This is clearly a rebuke for passing over Lady Laena for Queen Alicent.' Tyland Lannister remarked as the council listened intently. This was a problem, very big problem a problem they need to fix. They looked to the co-hands for a solution, one that they did not have entirely...

'Years have passed since the business with his daughter. Certainly, he cannot still be wrathful?' Viserys pondered

'The Sea Snake is an over-proud man, to be sure, Your Grace. That pride has been injured. Perhaps we can salve the wound?' Tyland offered.

'I fear Lord Corlys's pride is the least of our worries." Otto countered. "I don't wish to cause you further distress, Your Grace, but my brother has sent disturbing word from Old town. Lord Corlys is said to have engaged in negotiations with the Sea lord of Braavos."

"Heavens that man will always be a throne in our sides." Aelsa muttered.

"He plans to wed his daughter Laena to the Sealord's son. If House Velaryon entered into an alliance with the Free Cities... then... we would have to seek our own marriage pact.' Otto remarked. All eyes turned to Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra marched out feeling defeated. The rest of the council followed suit leaving they're capable hands to discuss plans and draw up possible unions. Aelsa assured the council they could handle it. It was late after all and everyone should get some sleep.

"We need a plan." Aelsa decided. "A good and strtegic plan on why all men with daughters are cunts." Otto cocked his head back at her. "Your daughter is a good example of that statement." Aelsa agreed.

"You like me up your cunt." Otto countered pulling her closer, a smile curved her lips.

"Remind me." Aelsa breathed back. 

"Not here." Otto countered, she grabbed his hand pulling him to her chambers here, her chambers that had been unused for moons. 

Otto pulled her to him, hands slipping around her, pulling at her laces, lips trailing down her neck, her chest as her head tipped back.  Her dress and his clothes dropped to the ground at their feet, he took a step back admiring her for a moment before his lips went back to her. he picked her up she could feel him harden under her. pressing against her as his teeth bit at her chest. Moving her to the wall, he put her back on her feet, gently his hands roaming over her. He dropped to his knees and her eyes fluttered with anticipation. 

Otto's nose rubbed against her clit, his tongue plundering deep into her, touching further inside than she would have guessed he could reach. His hands on her hips marking her as his, it was a bruising grip but she didn't care, it was all about the sensations now and he was making sure she felt everything. Everything he would give her once she was his. She felt like this was his moment of claiming her as his... and she wanted to be claimed. Her leg on his shoulder, he pulled her deeper, her hands found his hair fisting him tightly as her breath heaved. 

He pulled his tongue out, dragging it slowly from her opening to her clit and back again, holding her still while she quivered and moaned. She felt dizzy and weak and ridiculously off balance, but he held her hips kept her from needing to think about her footing. Her eyes fluttered with concentrate on what was going on between her legs... but he made sure that was all she could think about. 

 His mouth worked its way back to her clit, kissing and licking and teasing her with his tongue until he finally latched his lips onto her painfully swollen nub, caressing it softly with his tongue before he began sucking it, the intensity growing unbearably until he had her writhing again.

She let go of the wall and held onto his head with both hands, bucking against his face as the pleasure exploded in an agonizing, blinding, white hot inferno of pulsating waves that pulled her into quivering, helpless, complete bliss. Aelsa's hips jerked and her back arched and her whole body switched on, her reactions it seemed were completely out of her hands, controlled only by him. And then after what seemed like an eternity of agonizing delight, she finally opened her eyes and tilted her head to look down.

His smiling face was gazing up at her from between her thighs, his mouth and chin glistening with she juices. He licked his lips and grinned.

"My, my Aelsa... you are stunning from any angle," he said teasingly as he slipped her leg off his shoulders and gently lowered her.

If she werent so breathless she would have given him a sassy comment but labored breaths were the only sound between them. She leaned into him, his hands balancing her as he rose up kissing her neck. 

She legs were shaking and she felt queasy and lightheaded, possibly from the wine, probably from the uterus-wrenching orgasm he'd just treated her to. She swayed against him and he wrapped his arms around her protectively. When she finally gained her ability to speak again she locked eyes with him and one word, one command came from her lips. 

"Bed." 

Otto fucked into her, driving his cock into her tight cunt, stretching her around him, forcing himself into her slick wet heat. He pressed kisses up her collarbone, across her throat, sucking her earlobe and nipping at her chin. Aelsa's fingernails scratched across his back and ass. Her mouth spilled filthy words of praise. Otto found her lips, kissing her hard and hot, their mouths fucking as their bodies clashed, her cunt holding him captive. He worked a hand between them, snaking it down to flick her clit. Overcome, Aelsa screamed, teeth biting into his shoulder, her body pure heaven as it milked his cock.

 He lost what little control he had, thrusting into her, marking her, losing his mind with the fucking incredible feel of her. 

"Mine."

"Yours." She agreed.