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thekittenqueen) wrote2016-10-10 12:12 am
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[Musebox] - An Arranged Marriage

Set after this.
[Somehow Robb had defied her expectations and kept his word about the marriage. Despite what his council had said and his mother had feared, he had pressed on with the alliance. Strangely, it was the people that seemed to rejoice publicly once the news had leaked (though the source was never found.) She'd always been loved and admired by the populace, but it was the first time that it had been displayed before the Starks.
It was comforting, showing that she had value...beyond financially.
The Tyrells were naturally pleased at the match, offering more than a generous dowry. Harvests, money and men were given to the Starks, a small price compared to their sudden rise in favor.
Margaery had accepted it all in silence, coming whenever summoned by Robb and offered him a gentle ear and pleasant conversation. Despite the time they passed together, they had not yet breached the walls raised between them. They were unfamiliar to each other, strangers, yet soon they would wed. Sooner than they had imagined.
When the day actually arrived, Margaery felt out of sorts, lost in a daze. Once more she was placing her head on the block. She was going to be a queen again, facing discord and suspicion once again. As she approached the godswood, she found herself wondering about the man that Robb Stark truly was. She had seen the King and the shadow of his father, but who was the man? Who was he going to be when they were alone in his rooms?
She looked calm and collected, but inside, she was apprehensive and uncertain. Everything was out of her control...him and their marriage. She never had lost control before, but somehow, it was wrestled away from her.]
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Robb's body quivers and he has to pause for a moment, panting for breath. His whole body is screaming at him to keep going and he feels as if it's too much, too quickly, but he finally keeps going, sinking deeper and deeper until his hips finally touch hers.
He almost doesn't want to move. he feels as if he'll come apart. ]
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She runs her fingers through his hair, gently comforting him as he gets his bearings, drinking in the sensations of their connection. It's overwhelming, even she with all of her experience feels it. She wants to chase that distant feeling of pleasure, but she doesn't want to rush Robb. This was his first, he deserved to savor the moment for as long as he needs to.
She places kisses along his shoulder and hair, hoping to reassure him and bolster his strength.]
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It's instinct that guides him and an intense, burning hunger that seems to consume him. He makes another noise against her ear - a gasp or whimper, a little moan that carries so much meaning. ]
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She muttered an oath beneath her breath, tightening her legs around him as her hips rolled up. He was so responsive, encouraging her that this night would not be a disappointment to him. There would be more couplings to come, many of them playing out in her head. The fantasies as arousing as his movements inside her.
She dragged her nails up his spine, shuddering beneath him.]
Gods yes!
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He can't keep himself back from the edge and so instead he sinks into it, lets himself go, and he comes apart with a long, low gasp, face screwed up as his body tenses again and his feet dig for purchase against the mattress. ]
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She had certainly felt like a fool her first time as well.
As he gasped, his body rigid as his orgasm raced through him, she held tightly to him, embracing him lovingly. She kissed his shoulders, caressing him tenderly. She could manage without achieving her own ends, wishing instead to make this moment as special and pleasant as it could be for him.
In either case, the marriage was no consummated.]