Game of Thrones: Imagines and one shots. Book four

Partnership - Petyr x Reader

Petyr was not happy......far from it in fact. He had always prided himself on having the best house. A house that only attracted the most decerning cliental. But now.....now there was someone else that had taken up residence in the city. The house, bringing Essos to Westeros. Girls from all over the vast continent across the Narrow Sea, said to be offering customers all manner of services. Dusky Naathi girls, with their painted wings, from Lys; high class courtesans from Braavos. Dark beauties from the Summer Isles. And if the rumours were true, even a young Dothraki woman whom, for the right amount of coin would crush a man's head between her thighs if he so desired. The rival house said to offer a standard of opulence, variety of services and an ability to cater to every taste, that made his establishment, look like little more than the cheapest whorehouse in flea bottom. He losing more and more of his esteemed customers by the day. And behind it all; in charge of everything that went on was one person. A woman that all her girls called 'Milady'. Gossip making its way around Kings Landing, that she was either a woman of noble birth that had served as a Red Grace; a very popular priestess of the gods of Ghis, who had never known the ignominy of having to remain in the snuggeries in the pleasure gardens until the sun came up. Or, that she had been a simple bed slave. Trained in all the 'arts of love' since she was young, who had performed her duties so well, that she had not only managed to buy her own freedom; but had made enough coin that she could move to Westeros and open a house of her own. Yet whatever the truth was, all Petyr knew was that she was ruining his business; and he couldn't have that. His wheelhouse pulling up outside the elaborately designed frontage of the house, whose sign bore the unique glyphs of the Ghiscari language. The Master of Coin slowly climbing out of the carriage, before making his way to the metal and wood door. A dark-skinned, slender young man appearing only a moment after Petyr had knocked.

"Yes.........?"

"I wish to see your mistress......Milady........."

"Milady sees no one.........." The young man about to slam the door, until Petyr heard a voice call out.

"Joros........let the gentleman in.........." The young man simply nodding, before the metal gates that covered the door were opened. Petyr stepping inside, his senses filled with the odour of the most expensive perfumes. And even though it was only early, he could hear the chatter of girls and men. Joros gesturing for the whoremonger to follow him; the pair stopping as they got to a staircase, at the top of which stood a beautiful woman in a gown that would put even the Lannister's to shame.

"Joros......."

"Milady........?"

"Why don't you go and join Aerio and Varan, keeping an eye on the girls. I am sure that Lord Baelish is no threat........" The exquisite woman continued, as she got to the bottom of the stairs. Joros looking between her and Petyr; giving the lord a less than respectful glare, before nodding.

"Lord Baelish, you will have to excuse Joros; he can be rather protective......Please follow me, won't you..........." Petyr nodding, watching as the young man disappeared behind the gossamer curtains that hung from the ceiling, before following after the owner of the establishment.

"He is a eunuch.......?" The Master of Coin enquired, taking a seat as he and Milady made their way into another well appointed room. Petyr nodding his head as she offered him a drink.

"I hope you don't mind Firewine. I have it sent over by a friend in Myr......and yes, Joros, Aerio and Varan, as well as the other young men that work for me, are all eunuchs. I bought all of them before I left Essos, each an unsullied warrior eunuch. I freed them, they chose new names for themselves and now they work for me, looking after the girls, this house and myself......." She explained, handing Petyr his cup, before taking a seat across from him.

"But I do not believe that you came here to speak about my eunuchs, Lord Baelish........."

"Petyr...please........"

"Very well then......perhaps I will allow you to call me......(Y/n). Now, less of the pleasantries.......why are you here......Petyr.........?"

"Simple......I wish to buy your establishment........" The whoremonger's brows furrowing as (Y/n) threw her head back and laughed.

"Buy my house......please......do you also wish to buy my boys and girls? The eunuchs alone cost me a small fortune, and the girls; each one was handpicked by me. Those that were slaves, were freed; none are forced to do anything they do not wish, and there is a bond that has been formed between us. A bond that no amount of your gold could buy. But you have brothels of your own......more than one I believe; so why would you want to buy this place.......? Is it because you can't stand a little competition......? Is it because most of your noble cliental prefer to come here of an evening. That even the king himself now calls for my Naathi butterflies to be sent to the Keep. Yes.......that is it, isn't it. Your establishment is no longer at the top of the pecking order, and you do not like it. Well.....Petyr, I am afraid that it is something that you are going to have to get used to. This house, nor anyone that lives under its roof, is for sale........" (Y/n) getting to her feet and making her way to the door.

"Now, if you don't mind.......I have a number of things to do......." The door opened, (Y/n) about to call for Joros.........

"A partnership..........." Petyr countered as he got to his feet. Milady turning back to look at him.

"Why would I even consider a partnership........? Soon I will have all your clients. And you.........."

"I know this city better than you. Know the nobles, better than you. You and I share the customers; some of your girls could work in my house on certain days. And for that.......I will share my knowledge with you......"

"And more than half of the coin that my girls bring in, of course......they do not work for free you know. That all sound fine; but I have heard about you, Petyr. That there is barely a snake in this pit that can come close to you. So......why should I believe a word that comes from your lips....Why should I trust you even in the slightest........?" (Y/n) closing the door and turning back to look at the Master of Coin, giving her his sweetest smile.

"Perhaps I can do something for you that will persuade you........"

"Something........? Are you suggesting that you can fuck me into agreeing to a partnership......? I who have been taught the arts of love; I who have lain with kings and princes. Lords, warriors and priests, and had them all coming back begging me for more........." The door lock clicking, before Milady made her way back over to Petyr.

"You are one of two things, Petyr Baelish......one.....you are as good as you believe; and you will be able to satisfy me in a way that no other man ever could. Or, two.....your ego far surpasses your abilities, and you will prove to be a huge disappointment. But I am in a good mood today; so, why don't I give you a chance to prove which one you are......." Petyr's smile getting larger, as (Y/n)'s gown suddenly dropped to the floor. The naked woman making her way over to him. Petyr more than happy to show her what he was capable of. And that a partnership would benefit them both.