House of the wolf

(If a lot of bit of smut is not your thing you can skip this chapter or any chapter marked r-18 in the future)

 

“I can dress myself thank you very much” 

 

“Oh? You know how to layer over the silk of Quarth's ancient Royalty”

 

Wordlessly I start to undress down to my undergarments leaving them on until I hear “Take it all off the royal silk of Qarth can be the only thing touching your body.” 

 

I raise my eyebrow at her but she looks up at me her face serious “It is tradition or shall we try something else?” 

 

Taking it as a challenge about me being gun-shy and feeling curious wanting to see what this “fabled” silk is about I decide to try it out and lose my undergarments.

 

Now it's her turn to raise her eyebrows as my manhood comes into view but she makes no comment on it.

 

Gathering the silk garments she starts to apply them to my upper body her body rubbing against mine I close my eyes to drive the thoughts away and it just barely works but as she starts using the silk to the bottom half there arises a problem.

 

As she kneels looking up at me her plump lips smiling “It is certainly imposing my lord but if it is like this I won´t be able to finish dressing you if it stays in this condition. Would you like me to take care of it?” 

 

“Take care of it how?” I ask worried about what she means by taking care of it. Catelyn´s threat of cutting it off is still fresh in my mind.

 

“With my mouth, my lord” 

 

“Are you so welcoming to all your customers?” I ask a bit worried about doing things with a harlot, that time with Ros was out of necessity. You never know what kind of deceases you can catch. 

 

“Not at all my lord some places in Essos it is considered an honor to work for old noble houses whether it is to give them pleasure or other things to tell you the truth I very rarely did such things even when some demanded it. As the owner of this establishment, it has been years since I personally attended a customer” 

 

“So wh-”

 

“But your noble house is twice as old as the oldest houses currently in 

Essos” She continuous as she grasps my manhood her eyes widen when she realizes she can´t close her hand around it

 

 “So that is why-” She can´t finish as I grab her hair and aim my cock at her open mouth.

 

“Mmp” She starts making sounds that send pleasant vibrations through her lips that are made for sucking surrounding the head of my cock. She uses both her arms to fondle and stroke me as my hand holds a fist of her curly hair.

 

I don´t try to push in any deeper the girth of my manhood made me give up all hopes of ever getting deep-throated I just guide her head back and forth.

 

“Ancient house huh, well then if you do a good pleasuring me I will let consume my noble seed and make some good use of your wonderful lips” 

 

I fling her hands off my manhood and grab hold of her head with both arms.

 

“Remove your garment” 

 

With me now totally controlling her head movements. She uses her now free hands to expose her bosom, full and perky with nipples even darker than her skin, then her hands get back to their task.

 

Her eyes are hazy with lust by the time I tell her. 

 

“Your reward is on its way slut if you can swallow it all I might consider “rewarding” you again later” 

 

She looks at me annoyed but her eyes get a determined glint to them as I push my hips deeper in and unload quickly filling up her mouth as she tries to swallow it all.

 

“ugh mph” 

 

But it´s a losing battle as this is my first release since Ros so as for the challenge I gave her, I might as well have told her to win 1st place in the tourney. 

 

2nd and 3rd bursts break the damn as my reward flows out of her mouth and coats her face in it. 

 

She takes a minute to clean herself with towels and me with her tongue I tell her to quickly finish securing my manhood in the fabrics before it acts out again. 

 

After it's all put together she leads me to a body-sized mirror and see the outfit. For all her talk of old royal fabrics, I was not expecting the outfit to show so much skin and be so form fitting leaving my calves and center of my chest bare and no sleeve for my arms but the outfit still somehow integrated and complex with grey and blue patterns and a tasteful art piece of my house sigil on the back.

 

“This is fine work! Just changing the sandals to be more practical and balance is the most important thing for the archery competition! Now I just need to know one thing.” 

 

“My lord?” 

 

“What´s your name?”

 

I get to hear that wonderful laugh again before I leave.