Beauty and the Hound - Sandor Clegane

27 - Battle of Blackwater

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The sound of wet kisses filled the air as they both were wrapped in each other's embraces. Sandor was too busy kissing her body, unbothered by the time or the tiredness he felt. Meela was lying still on the bed, feeling the bliss of pleasure. She could feel butterflies fluttering in her stomach as a result of his kisses and his soft hair grazing her body. But still there was an uncomfortable knot forming in her stomach, and it wasn't caused by his kisses.

Sandor sensed that although Meela was purring at his actions, she wasn't really enjoying it. He stops kissing her, positioning himself between her legs while supporting himself on his elbows and faces her. She looks at him as he does to her.

'When will Stannis attack?'

'Don't know. Soon. Anyday.' And he resumes kissing her by locking his lips on hers before moving to kiss her jaw.

'Sandor, ahhhh...oh gods..Sandor..W-What if S-Stannis w-wins?'

That sent him groaning at her, stopping his series of kisses. She took that chance to push him down and rested her head on hers, her leg instantly tangled with his and her palm was placed on his chest.

They both hadn't slept that night, after countless sessions of their love making, they only found themselves craving each other more and more. But with Stannis's attack drawing near, she couldn't help but worry more. It was distracting her.

'I don't know woman. What if he wins?' He asks her back.

'If he wins, then Sansa is safe. I'm safe. I can protect you. I can sing one of the 'songs' all the maidens here do to save you. I can say you're my knight in shining armour.' She giggles while telling him.

'Can't make no promises. I'm a Lannister swornshield. Doubt your songs can save me woman,' he says nonchalantly. That caused her smile to drop and she sits up, staring at him.

'I can persuade Stannis. And you know how persuasive I can be,' Meela argues, crossing her arms and automatically Sandor's eyes went to her chest. He bit his lips, and Meela started having dirty thoughts again. This man, had one weakness. No doubt Meela was his weakness. But there was another weakness that could change his entire mood, and it was her breasts. He was obsessed with them.

'You don't need to persuade anyone,' he growls, pinning her on top of him and started kissing her bosom. He bites and sucked her hard buds causing her to moan.

'Ahhh Sandor please stop. Sandor stop.' She pushes him away and he sighs, frustrated.

'What is it this time woman?'

'What is Joffrey wins? There isn't a reason for me to stay. I mean what if-'

Sandor cuts her off by pulling her for a long kiss. She shrieks, trying to push him off but he quickly gets on top of her and holds her face while kissing her deep. And the way this man kissed her, so passionate and demanding, she felt her toes curl and she gave up. She lets him kiss her, an action he doesn't take for granted.

By the time he pulled away, she was already breathless, unable to say anything. He holds her by the back of her neck, tugging her chin up so that she faced him.

'Look at me. We decide what to do when it's the time to decide. For now enjoy while you can. Don't talk  about Stannis or that cunt or about the war, get it?'

She nods, blinking repeatedly. She bats her lashes, looking down and biting her plump lower lip. Obviously Sandor falls for that, awaking the caveman side of him.

'So fucking innocent,' he growls, kissing the life out of her again and once he was done leaving her breathless, she could feel his rock hard cock at her entrance. The slickness from his manhood caused an ache inside her and she knew she needed him again. He slides in slowly, causing her to loud a loud husky moan out of pleasure and she knew right at the moment, that she won't be sleeping that night.