The Unyielding Stag (Game of Thrones AU/Invincible)
Chapter 44: Sansa & Margaery

A/N: Moves are made, Axel is ensnared~

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"Sansa?"

"In here."

Axel furrows his brow as he walks from the outer room of Sansa's guest chambers into her bedroom. He's not quite sure what he's expecting truth be told… but it's definitely not what he finds. Stopping dead in his tracks, Axel stares for a long moment in disbelief, his eyes raking up and down the naked forms of not one, but two beautiful noblewomen.

Sansa Stark kneels on her bed with a smile on her face and not a stitch of clothing anywhere else to be found across her pale form. From her breasts to the cleft between her legs, every bit of her has been bared. Or rather, would be if some of her body wasn't covered up by the young woman sat on the edge of the bed in front of her.

Margaery Tyrell sits there looking abashed and averting her eyes as she fidgets nervously with her own nude figure on display. With her own full breasts and glistening wet slit, the Lady of House Tyrell is just as naked as Sansa… and acting far shyer than Axel has ever seen her act before.

No, not just shy… docile. Submissive. Subservient, even.

"Lady Margaery and I have been talking for quite some time now, Your Grace."

Axel blinks as Sansa runs her hands down the front of Margaery's body while maintaining eye contact with him the entire time. She quickly finds the other woman's larger breasts and gives them a good, solid squeeze, drawing a whimper from Margaery's lips.

"She's told me a lot about you in that time. About her experience with you."

That makes Axel swallow hard. He wishes he could make excuses, like saying that his tryst with Margaery was before Sansa or Arianne arrived in the city. But the words catch on his tongue because even if they're true in a technical sense, they're a lie in spirit. After all, while he might not have fucked Margaery again since the first time, he did recently fuck Asha in a back alley down by the city harbor.

"I don't mind, to be clear. I'm sure you're already laying with Princess Arianne and her oh-so-pious handmaiden as well."

However, that Axel does breaks his silence for.

"I haven't touched Arianne Martell or Tyene Sand as of yet, my lady."

Sansa pauses, visibly caught off guard for a moment. Her surprise allows him to realize that she's playing something of a confidence game here. This is still her true self, but she's exaggerating it for effect, leaning into things to avoid thinking too hard about what she's doing.

Quickly recovering, the Northern Lady gives Axel an icy smile.

"Color me surprised. But it doesn't matter. Like I said, I wouldn't mind."

Taking a step forward, Axel rakes his eyes up and down both Margaery and Sansa again, brow furrowing in confusion.

"You wouldn't?"

At his approach, Sansa stiffens up a bit, growing slightly colder. But it's obviously performative. She's playing the icy she-wolf at the moment. It suits her, really.

"I should be clear that my own maidenhead will not be so easily sold, Your Grace. You may have me only at our bedding the night of our wedding, and not a moment sooner."

Oh? Axel holds back the urge to grin as he soaks in the scene. He never would have expected anything like this from Sansa. Arianne? Sure, definitely. But Sansa? It was all rather… surprising to say the least. Though not necessarily in a bad way. Seeing her laying down the law while fondling Margaery as the beautiful rose sits there and takes it is… quite arousing.

"… Margaery. Go take care of our King."

Suddenly, Sansa takes Margaery by the shoulders and gently but firmly pushes her forward. Without missing a beat, the Lady of Highgarden drops down off of the bed and onto her hands and knees. She crawls across the floor and kneels before him, deftly working open his pants to pull out his cock.

Its not the first time he's had Margaery Tyrell take his cock in her mouth and start sucking him to full mast. However, at the same time the entire experience is brand new because now it involves Sansa Stark. Even as the brunette starts bobbing up and down his length like a woman possessed, the red head behind her is watching from the bed. Even as Margaery her hands wrapping around to grab hold of his buttocks and pull him in further, Sansa studies the scene, her eyes lidded.

Finally though, Sansa seems to grow tired of just taking in the view. She climbs off of the bed and saunters over, her eyes glittering as she stares down at where Margaery's bobbing head meets the base of his rapidly growing cock again and again.

Axel watches as Sansa comes to his side and presses herself against him. He slides an arm down and around her body, moving his fingers across her pale, pristine flesh in a way that makes her shiver in clear inexperience. But for all that she lacks any experience with the carnal touch of a man, Sansa still acts like her House's sigil in this moment. A predator.

Reaching out, she places a hand atop Margaery's head and growls at her.

"Faster."

Margaery… obeys. Eyes watering a bit, drool collecting on her chin, she nevertheless sucks him harder and faster, going deeper even as his cock grows to the point where it's making her gag and choke.

"Gagkh… Gagkh… Gagkh…"

Leaning into his side, her soft naked breasts pressing against his chest, Sansa looks at him with a small, bemused smile.

"She told me that you would like an experienced woman. I must say, I think I agree with her. You aren't the type to enjoy some blushing maiden, are you my King? Do you perhaps judge me for not wanting to give up my maidenhead to you right this moment?"

Axel huffs, even as he resists the urge to groan from the feel of Margaery's tight throat convulsing around his cock.

"No, I don't judge you Sansa. Truthfully, your maidenhead still being intact means as little to me as the fact that Princess Arianne's isn't. I like you both for who you are completely irrespective of such things."

Sansa hums, her eyes much too sharp and much too knowing as she reaches up to trace her fingers along his jawline. She doesn't comment on his mention of Arianne's sordid past. Everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knows that the Princess is no virgin. Arianne has even brought it up with him a few times.

Axel doesn't care about her past though. He'd certainly care if she was caught bedding a man here in King's Landing while they were courting one another (and be a massive hypocrite for doing so given his activities but currently and in the past) but he didn't care about what came before now.

"That's the problem, isn't it? You like us both. How ever are you going to pick one of us to be Queen?"

Axel lets out a shuddering breath at that.

"… I don't know."

For a moment, he expects Sansa to get angry and perhaps even tell him to leave. Instead, she just smiles icily, her eyes narrowed into slits as she gazes up at him.

"Well I'm not willing to give up on winning you, my King. Even if I do have my lines in the snow that I'm not willing to cross, there are other ways for me to show you my devotion, aren't there? Such as Margaery here."

Axel looks down at the brunette, who even now is gurgling as she bobs up and down his throbbing cock.

"I've decided she's mine now. Admittedly, she wasn't much of a hunt. She came right to me, begging for scraps. Still, I've tamed her and claimed her. We're a package deal at this point. Send me home to the North if you like, but if you do… she's coming with me."

Before Axel can even begin to process that, Sansa suddenly yanks Margaery back off of his cock, causing the brunette to gasp and mewl as she's dragged away from him on her hands and knees. Pulling her along by her hair, Sansa pulls Margaery back up onto the bed with her.

The entire time, the red head doesn't break eye contact with Axel for even a second. Even as she spreads her legs and drags Margaery's head down between them. Even as Margaery's hips rise into the air, her thighs spreading to reveal her dripping, drooling slit, Sansa maintains her gaze with him.

"Of course, as long as you keep me around… she's yours to do with as you please, Your Grace."

Axel's cock, glistening with Margaery's spit, twitches and throbs at that promise… and at the extremely erotic sight in front of him. He has to admire Sansa for her audacity if nothing else. This was definitely something that he would have expected Arianne of all people to do, yet somehow the Northern Lady had stolen the lead on the far more publicly promiscuous Princess of Dorne.

Stepping forward, cock in hand, Axel approaches the bed with a crooked grin on his face. Sure, they both know that Sansa can't actually make any of what she just said reality. Even if he did send Sansa away, Margaery remains his hostage and would have to stay here in King's Landing, no matter what.

But that's just it… Axel has no intentions of sending Sansa Stark away. Especially when she's just revealed herself to be even more interesting than he ever could have expected. Needless to say, Axel had already liked Sansa quite a lot. Maybe even loved her, though they hadn't exchanged those words yet. But now? Now he couldn't even imagine life without her.

"You drive a hard bargain, my lady. A very hard bargain indeed."

Stepping up and grabbing Margaery by the hips, Axel wastes no time in driving into her gushing wet cunt from behind. The brunette squeals into Sansa's cunt as he does so, causing Sansa in turn to gasp and stifle a moan as she stares at him, trying to keep her composure even now.

Well… he might not be taking her maidenhead today, but fuck if Axel wasn't going to see Sansa Stark's face when she came from Margaery's eager little tongue and wanton moaning cries…

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She tries to keep herself cool, calm, and collected. She really does. But the more Axel fucks Margaery Tyrell, the harder it is for Sansa to maintain her façade.

Honestly, she still can't believe she's doing this. But between 'taming' Margaery Tyrell and the fierce competition provided by Arianne Martell, Sansa had ultimately felt like she had no choice. Especially when Asha Greyjoy had suddenly shown up in the Red Keep a couple of days ago out of nowhere too.

The rumors said that Axel had run into the Greyjoy woman down at the docks after he'd prayed at the Great Sept. They claimed that he'd helped her take down some thugs who were trying to shake her down for some scheme or other.

Sansa didn't really know what to believe, but she did know she couldn't wait any longer without doing SOMETHING to excite Axel and enhance his interest in her. This was that something, in part suggested to her by the Lady Tyrell currently between her thighs.

As Margaery is fucked from behind, her tongue dives ever deeper into Sansa's cunt, while her face is driven further into Sansa's crotch. The pleasure is like nothing that the red headed Stark has ever experienced before, if she's being honest.

Margaery had told Sansa how good Axel felt, of course. But he wasn't even fucking her right now. Instead, he was fucking Margaery as proxy, making the beautiful woman's eyes roll back in her head as her tongue wildly reams Sansa's cunt all the while.

And yet still it feels amazing. And with every thrust Axel makes into Margaery's cunt sending shockwaves of pleasure through Sansa as well, she can almost close her eyes and imagine that its her he's fucking instead. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling her ears, her own wanton moans echoing through the air…

She doesn't mean to make a fool of herself, but in the midst of all that pleasure, Sansa comes undone. She climaxes all over Margaery's face, crying out and then whimpering as her juices flow right into the other woman's mouth. Margaery takes it like a champ even as her moans reach a fever pitch too and she cums hard all over Axel's cock.

But that isn't the end of it. Not by a long shot. If anything, that's just the beginning. Axel keeps going and he doesn't stop until he's satisfied. He fucks Margaery into Sansa's cunt for longer than Sansa could have imagined possible, pumping in and out of the other woman like a man possessed.

Sansa only wishes it could be her, but she needs to stay true to herself at the same time. Maybe it was foolhardy. Maybe it would lose her this entire contest by the end… but she refused to give it all up to Axel unless he was going to make her his Queen.

This much was fine though. It had to be fine even if she knew her mother would never approve, because it felt too damn good to stop. Sansa can only shudder as she moans and bucks her hips against Margaery's face, all while the Tyrell woman is beside herself with pleasure and ecstasy.

Until finally, Axel reaches out all of the sudden and takes ahold of Margaery's hair from her. Sansa hadn't even realized how hard she'd been gripping down on the other woman's locks until that point, so she doesn't fight him as he tugs Margaery away while pulling his cock out.

A moment later and he's putting that same cock back in Margaery's mouth, where it's obvious from how he holds her in place and tosses his head back that he's finally reaching his own release.

Sansa watches, biting her lower lip, as Margaery swallows his load… except, she doesn't swallow all of it. When the King is finally done emptying his balls, the Lady of Highgarden pulls back and turns around, a slightly rebellious spark in her eyes as she suddenly looks like she's on a mission.

Narrowing her own eyes, Sansa doesn't stop Margaery even as the other woman climbs up the length of her body and aims to kiss her. Instead, she does the opposite and takes control of the impending meeting of mouths at the last second, grabbing Margaery by her hair once more and tilting her head back as she smashes their lips together.

This doesn't stop Margaery from opening wide and pushing her cum-covered tongue into Sansa's waiting maw of course, but Sansa doesn't mind too much. It's her first chance tasting a man's seed and she has to admit… Axel's doesn't taste that bad. Salty perhaps, but certainly not the worst thing she's ever had.

When they're finally done, Sansa looks up to see Axel smiling at her… and she smiles back even as a bit of his seed dribbles out of the side of her mouth. She knows she's won a round in this game that her and Princess Arianne are playing. And every little bit helps when you're trying to ensnare the King of the Seven Kingdoms.

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A/N: Sansa takes the lead… for now~

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