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Two of a Kind - Ramsey Bolton x Reader

Warning: Ok this one is smutty!!!! But it's Ramsey, so what else do you expect. It's a bit dark and there are mentions of violence and torture, again its Ramsey.

You felt the hand grip your throat; your eyes suddenly flew open as it tightened ever so slightly. It was hard to see anything that night, the moon covered by a heavy cloud, and you knew he had used that to his advantage.

He didn't have to say anything; and you didn't have to rack your brains to know who the intruder could be; you knew exactly who it was, the only thing that surprised you was how long it had taken him to come to your chamber.

If there was one thing that Ramsey Bolton liked just as much as his usual torture and mayhem it was sex, and he liked it rough; but luckily so did you.

You had been betrothed to Roose Bolton's bastard, and your father had expected you to put up a fight, to protest, to kick and scream, but you did none of that, in fact you seemed strangely happy.

You had never been the sweetest child, there had always been a darkness about you that had unnerved others. You had delighted, even from a young age in watching the prisoners in your father's dungeons being punished; and despite your father forbidding you from going down there, you always managed to find your way back.

Ramsey Bolton's reputation had intrigued you, and more than anything you wanted to see if the stories were true, you wanted to see how far he would really go. From the first moment you had met one another you had found something in those dark eyes. A kindred spirit.

Your wedding was set for three days' time, but you knew that neither of you would be able to wait until the wedding night: you saw the lust in his gaze from the moment you set eyes on him, and you knew that you had to have him.

His hand gripped tighter around your throat. "Is that really the best you can do Ramsey? I expected better from you, I could get one of my handmaidens in here and she could do a better job." You gasped, bored of his antics.

His grip tightened again, making you let out an erotic moan.

"Well that's a good start, but I hope you are going to do something more than that. I mean you're getting me wet, but I was hoping that if you were going to intrude in my room that we would both get a little more out of this."

A deep guttural laugh resonated around the room. The furs were pulled away from your body, and you shivered as the cool night air kissed your exposed skin; making your nipples harden and brush against the see through shift that you wore.

Ramsey moaned. "I'm gonna make you moan like a whore. You are going to beg me to fuck you." He growled.

You smirked. "The only one that will be begging here will be you, Ramsey."

Ramsey removed his hand, and you could hear the sound of him scrambling to remove his clothes, which caused you to giggle.

Suddenly Ramsey was on top of you pushing between your legs, his weight pinning you down.

"Whore!"

"Bastard!"

Then his lips were on yours, it was nothing sweet and innocent, just pure lust, fire and desire. You could feel his erection between your legs rubbing against your thigh, making you groan into his kiss, you couldn't help but feel his smirk against your lips.

With all your might, you pushed him off you turning him over so that you were on top, straddling his hips. You leaned over and grabbed his chin roughly in your hand and whispered into his ear.

"I am going to make you beg to fuck me Bolton." With that, you leaned back and slapped him across the face.

"If you don't beg, you don't get anything!" You said as you slowly began to grind yourself down onto Ramsey's erection.