Cersei and Sansa: We Are Only Animals

Cersei stares up at the girl as her resolve begins to weaken and her hands begin to tremble.

''Little dove...' She speaks the words with tenderness and reaches out for the dagger at her throat.

''Stop calling me that!'' Sansa screams, pressing the dagger in a little and watching as little droplets of blood begin to flow.

Cersei places her hand over the dagger's hilt  and caresses the girls fingers. Remembering that the Queen had almost been kind to her, more then once, Sansa slowly lowers the dagger.

Staring in disbelief, Cersei reaches for her throat and wipes away the tiny droplets of blood with her hand. To her surprise, Sansa takes her hand and slowly, erotically, licks away all the blood.

"What are you doing?" Cersei asks thrown by the girls actions.

"Tell me you haven't imagined this and I'll stop." Sansa says taking a finger in her mouth and sucking on it slowly.

Cersei gives no reply and looks down at the floor, blushing hotly.

Sansa moves the Queen's other hand from her lap and sits there instead, leaning forward to whisper in her right ear.

"I want to hear you roar. I want to awaken the wild lion inside you. To have it take me, mark me, scratch me, devour me. Devour me Cersei."

"No," Cersei answered breathlessly, her eyes shining with desire as she looked back at the girl and summoned the strength to shove her away up on to a table, "Not like this. I won't take you like a common whore."

"I'm not giving you a choice." Sansa countered pulling her up on to the table with a surprising amount of brute strength and tearing off her gown and small clothes.

To her surprise Cersei found an extremely large, engorged man's staff in place of her woman's parts and looked at it in confusion. "Is this a dream?"

Sansa gave no reply, merely smiled, whimpering with pain and pleasure as she slowly took it inside her, bit by bit, until it filled her completely.

"No. Please Sansa. Don't." Cersei begged with fear mixed with rather a lot of pleasure as they fitted perfectly together.

She cried out, moaning with pleasure, as the girl eventually found a rhythm that pleased them both. Their pace was relentless, until Sansa began to cry as she slowly reached her peak.

"I'm here." Cersei said tenderly kissing away the girls tears and guiding her hips at a more gentle pace as an intense release suddenly overwhelmed them both.

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The next morning Cersei awoke in her bed, with a massive headache and sighed. "I must have had too much wine."

"You did,"Sansa answered with a smirk leaning over her and stealing a kiss. "But that didn't stop the wild lion coming out to claim her rights."

Cersei's eyes caught sight of several bite marks upon the girls perfect porcelain skin and blushed at the memories of the several wild, passionate, encounters that had caused them.

"Its my turn now." She said with a wicked smile and pinned the girl beneath her to claim those rights again.