Fire and fury | Daenerys Targaryen

Unpaid debt (M)

From the times of Aegon the conquerer, Faith Militant was a troubling order that enforced the ideals of the Faith of the Seven by force of arms. It was during the reign of Jahaerys I that the Targaryens finally succeeded in dissolving them with force.

Ardella was in bed, lazily turning the pages of history book. She had to know the deeds and destructions of those religious fanatics after Tommen reinstated them under his mother's manipulation.

"I can't believe Tommen was a fool enough to do that. Now Cersei has her own army and a High Septon of her choice." Margaery exasperated next to Ardella.

Her nude chest barely covered by the comforter, Margaery's deep frown proves the fornication they had a moments ago did a little to ease her frustration.

The young king's queen made it a habit to slip into Ardella's chamber at the dead of night at least once in a sennight. Therefore, the Baratheon learned to expect her without much of a question since the act of intimacy they share is purely physical for her.

"I must admit that she is quite admirable for her resourcefulness. Just when you thought the lioness is unclawed, she is baring her teeth at you." Ardella smirked which caused the Tyrell queen to roll her eyes.

The Baratheon closed the book and pulled Margaery close to her, "But I do wonder why you pushed to send her to Casterly Rock with such urgency. You must have known she would retaliate."

"Well, yes. But her presence alone suffocates me." Margaery touched Ardella's cheek with one hand, "More than that, I knew she was plotting against you. I wasn't going to just sit and wait to see what she would do to you."

Ardella was taken aback because while their nightly rendezvous are meaningless to her, Margaery would often say thing like this to ensure her emotions are entangled within. Regardless, it carries little to no significance because she is a queen to the king, and nothing will alter that.

Without responding, the Baratheon simply connected their lips together and got on top of her, pressing herself against her. Ardella's lips traveled to her neck and in between her licks and kisses there,"If only Cersei and her sparrows could see us now", she breathed out before biting her earlobe, "she might finally put a smile on that dreadful face", her fingers entered Margaery as she finished, "by getting rid of both of us at once."

The Tyrell queen could only moan at her words, her fingers digging in Ardella's back. As the Baratheon descended down to her breasts, Margaery gripped her hair firmly to drag her lucious lips towards her sensitive nipples.

Ardella eagerly suckled the hardened buds, eliciting louder moan from the queen. With each passing second, her fingers thrusted harder, causing Margaery's warm walls to clench around her tightly.

Sensing the Tyrell's approaching orgasm, Ardella wrapped her free hand around Margaery's throat and pushed her down. So, she could feel every moan and whimper the queen made at every push of her fingers inside of her.

Soon enough, Margaery's soft thighs shook with the intensity of her orgasm, her eyes closed shut as waves of pleasure ran through her body. With her hand still around the queen's neck, Ardella slowly retracted her other hand, drenched with the Tyrell's arousal.

She put her fingers before Margaery's lips for her to lick it clean. The queen opened her mouth and sucked with eagerness that made the Baratheon's jaw to clench at the erotic sight.

The Tyrell left Ardella's chamber before the break of dawn with a satisfied smile that finally lessened her frustration over the matters regarding her mother by law. As sleep has eluded her that night, Ardella wondered what would be the lioness's next move until the first light of the sun shone through her window.