Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

8. Kiss Her

"Kiss her like you mean it renly. Come on its your wedding night." Loras instructed rieka chuckled. Renly smiled down at her, he did like her but he had never been with a woman. He didn't think he would ever have to be with a woman. She was sweet and fun and deserved him to try his best but loras came up spinning rieka around and kissing her fiercely she melted into him holding tight to his shirt drawing him closer.

"Clothes off your grace." Loras instructed as he tugged at riekas dress. She sucked in a tight breath eyes wandering the renly. "Is it okay that im here?" Loras questioned kissing her neck. Her brain malfunctioned. 

"Im... fine with it." Rieka realized. Renly relaxed at that. Loras had a way of making things easy and making people feel comfortable.

"Theres my good trouble". Loras agreed as he pulled her dress down her body revealing small breasts and hips. Muscled thighs and a nervous breath in her lungs.

Renly moved closer kissing her neck and shoulder. Arms wrapping around the both of them pulling at loras clothes. Rieka knew what people said about renly, and loras for that matter but did it matter? Did it matter if they still wanted to love her like this? If they still wanted to touch her- a woman - in such ways? Maybe they swayed. So what. She quite liked the both of them covering her two sets of hands wandering around her. Two cocks ramming into her from both directions.

It was a mix between a scream and a moan as her nails dug deep into loras back.

"That's it lean on me." Loras whispered biting her earlobe. She didn't care if the men loved each other more because if they could fuck her so believably then who cared?

Margaery was throwing a hissy fit. WHen she arrived from high garden expecting to be queen margaery instead she arrived just in time to see Rieka marrying renly. Rieka Stark, traitor blood, marrying the future king of westeros. What the hell?

Margaery shouted and screamed and cursed her brothers name. Loras brushed it off saying the world would be hell if Margaery was queen and to shut up. This worked out better for all of them. 

"He will never love her and good luck getting them to consummate the union." Margaery hissed. 

"Thank you." Loras answered kindly.  Margaery had growled back at her brother but loras was content and Renly did his duty and would gladly do it again. 

"I told you we would find someone we could share." Loras drawled. 

"One night married and my wife likes you better than I." Renly realized as rieka lay curled into loras her head in the crook of his arm. Loras smiled running a hand down her back before grabbing renlys hand.

"She was a good choice". Loras told him. 

"Is your sister going to be alright?" Renly questioned. 

"He's threatening to go marry Joffrey out of spite but I doubt she would do such a thing." Loras admitted. 

" We will all be together again soon, I promise." Robb declared.

"You've done so well. Your father would be proud." Catelyn admitted.

"Give Lord Renly my regards." Robb requested.

"King Renly." Catelyn corrected "There's a king in every corner now."

"My Queen.' Loras kissed her hand. 

"Rieka is just fine, I never wanted to be queen." Rieka assured him. 

"The crown you made for renly is stunning." Loras added as she took his arm. 

"He likes it?" Rieka questioned.