Thread: Game of Tongues! (Jack Stalker and MissMayday)

Cersei paused, listening to Dany's request for more wine. Teasing her with the length of time she took to respond, before indeed taking another draw from her goblet and moving to pour it from her lips into Dany's willing and eager mouth, just as Dany grasped at her and drew her into another wild kiss. When Dany's hand moved to the back of her neck she pulled back and away with a snarl, her lips curled, her teeth clenched. She stared at the woman, as though she was an insolent slave who had over stepped her boundaries, then her own grip tightened and she allowed herself to be drawn back in, just as she drew in Dany, their lips smashing together as she indulged in some ferocious and feverish kisses. Some of the wine dripped and dribbled free to stain her top, she supposed that would have to be removed later, while some spilled down over Dany's chin and onto her throat. Cersei wasted no time in following it, a trail of hot wet kisses assaulted Danys lips, chin, throat and finally her collarbone. All the while Cersei's hands worked, one remaining fisted in her hair, while the other crudely grasped at her left breast. Fingers and thumb found the hard nub of a nipple beneath the flimsy garment, tormenting it with their touch as she feasted her lips on wine and flesh, tasting Dany's skin as much as the grapes from the bottle. She returned her mouth to Dany's, before affording her the chance to continue with whatever it was she was saying. The younger girls lips tasted better than any wine, her flesh better than any other living being Cersei had laid her tongue against. Violence continued to dominate the action, the initial lust and fury of wanton need and passion. She knew things would ease up and soften eventually, but right now the fire was boiling within her, far too hot to be quenched with simple soft savourings. She needed to feel the pressure of Dany's mouths on hers, taste her spit, fuck her tongue with her own, see the flaring fire in her eyes as she indulged herself with the so called mother of dragons lips. Yes, the betterment of our people is at the forefront of my thoughts as well, and nothing can better them more than your agreeing to my offer. she smirked. Her voice breathy, rasping, moans of pleasure mixing with her words and tone as she battled with Dany's tongue, dominating the younger woman with a series of deep passionate and driven kisses, pushing against her, her hand trying to free Dany's breasts as she squeezed and grasped at one. her other hand released her hair, sliding down her back to clutch at her ass. She pushed Dany back against the Iron couch, then straddled her, her bare legs exposed either side of the thin strip of her dress which ran between them now. Pinning the girl with her thighs as she moved both her hands to Dany's top, working to open it, to tear it open if she had to in order to feast her eyes on the girls young perky tits. My people need their queen... and so do you. she told her, working at the garment. Giving up she drew a blade from the rear of the couch and slashed it across the lattice work of threads and cords which were vexing her so much, moving fast to discard the blade and drag apart the now severed bodice to expose Dany's tits. She did not even wait to see any look of surprise, instead leaning down to begin licking and sucking on Dany's tits, one after the other, fingers grasping at the swell of her breast before guiding them to her hungry lips and deft flicking tongue as she attended both nipples in turn, back and forth, eyes flicking up to look at Dany as she did so. You are driving me wild Dany... I'm so wet think I'm going to soak though my dress. she hissed.