Chapter 151: Chapter 100: Pleasure and Business (R18+)

WARNING: Smut

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The water was bone-chilling cold.

Kai dipped his entire body in it like he was a sponge, soaking every pore. As evening approached, Kai had come to the Tower of Hand again. With both Jon Arryn and Lysa Arryn’s absence, and the Hand’s post being empty, the tower was nothing but a ghostly ruin.

Only the silence could match the cold of the water.

The drizzle had persisted throughout the day, giving the approaching night a chill. There was water in the bathing chamber, but none had tended to make it hot. And for whom? Ghosts? Kai had hoped to bathe in warm water. But chilled water was still better than nothing.

Huhoo! Kai shivered, pulling his long white hair backward. His left hand was working fine now, but it still looked pale and ashy white. He stepped out of the bathtub and wore a newly stolen black doublet over black breeches and black leather shoes. From the neck down, Kai looked like a night prince about to ride out on his white moon horse.

His misty hazel eyes betrayed the innocent look on his face, though.

Kai traced back the route he had taken last time for Maegor’s Holdfast. He didn’t use the Smoke Screen again, fearing the regular occurrence could bring unwanted attention to the sewers more than it already had. Old school stealth it is then, Kai thought. No more ambushes today, I hope.

Kai wasn’t leaving his fate entirely on Blood Prophecy. But he had already done what he could in case of the possibility of an ambush. An instinct told him nothing would go wrong tonight.

Nothing.

Kai canceled the levitation and landed on the top of the tower just above the window of the king’s chamber. He smiled. There she was, leaning over the window, waiting for him. Kai knew Cersei wanted to see how in the seven hells he would climb the tower. As much as he wanted to grant her this wish, he couldn’t. He rounded back to another window from which it was impossible to enter by just climbing.

Controlling his lightness, Kai entered the luxurious chamber.

For a moment, Kai let his Perception search for any hidden enemy, and took a breath of relief, finding no such presence. Then he approached a chair and sat down, enjoying the scenery. Cersei did not know Kai had already come and was sitting behind her, looking at her. And the way she kept shifting her posture couldn’t hide her state.

She was anxious.

It was bliss, watching her in a light green dress, so thin that Kai could see her entire back. Her skin was red hot, making him realize how cold he was. The realization made him shiver. Cersei looked back.

No screams. No questions. They just looked at each other.

Kai filled a cup of wine for both of them and approached her. It was only when he stood close to her he realized the queen was already drunk. But she hadn’t lost her senses. Rather, she seemed to be more aware of things than Kai himself. She took the offered cup and sipped the wine.

Oh, it was so hard to not just bite down on her lips. Kai took a deep breath.

“How was my gift, your grace?” he asked, showing no eagerness.

“It was good.”

“Just good?”

Cersei permitted herself a smile. “I must admit, then. It was better than good,” she coquettishly replied. “How did you do it? How did you pass the guards?”

“I flew.”

Cersei’s eyes widened. The wine shook, a drop escaping the bounds of the cup. The Abnormality Limiter dropped by over 50% instantly. There it stopped.

She chuckled. The chuckle became a laugh.

Kai let go of all the holds.

He threw away his cup. His hand wrapped around Cersei’s waist and pulled her in. She was still holding her cup, her grip tight, but Kai could feel it. The bashfulness on her face, her warmness, and her heart’s rhythm.

“Wait!” she gasped.

“I’ve waited enough.” He ripped off the beautiful dress as if it was paper. The wine-cup slipped out of Cersei’s hand. Kai lifted her as if she was but a child and took her to bed, their eyes never leaving each other.

She likes it, he suddenly thought. Cersei is the type of woman who wants to rule everywhere. Even on the bed. Very well.

It wasn’t the first time for Kai to have a woman of these tendencies. But this night was about Cersei.

He laid her down on the bed softly as if she was nothing but the air itself. He lifted away from her, but she suddenly pulled him in. Their kiss was a bolt of lightning, a silent thunder coursing through their veins. It lasted long. Long enough for Kai to feel the taste of the numbness in her tongue.

Long enough for him to forget all other tastes.

Her body was on fire. She was Heat, and Kai had already been feeling a little cold. With an unsaid word, they parted. “Undress,” Cersei commanded. “Let me see you.”

Kai obeyed. There were marks on his body that naming them scars wouldn’t do them justice. The System had made him a new body, but it hadn’t taken away from him his prizes. His memories. She traced her fiery fingers over those memories, making him remember every enemy who had given them to him; every enemy who he had killed.

Her hand stopped just over his chest.

There, Kai gripped her wrist.

“How old are you?” Cersei asked incredulously as if no one of his age could have these many scars. That too when she had yet to see his back. Kai smiled, not unkindly.

“How young do you want me to be?” he asked.

And she knew what would follow. Kai held her breast and rubbed them. She came for his lips, but he pulled away. His mouth went to her erect nipple, and he nibbled at them. First softly, using his tongue, then hard, until she moaned.

Cersei had scars of her own.

Kai’s lips left behind a moist trail as he reached below her navel. Light stretch marks of a mother crowned her there. He kissed them. Once. Twice. Cersei had enough. She grabbed his hair and pushed him down towards a golden patch, glistening starry gold.

Kai told Cersei a thousand tales, his mouth never leaving the lips between her thighs. Cersei shuddered three times before she allowed him to look up. Her gaze beckoned him. “Fuck me,” she said, panting. “I command you, fuck me.”

Kai glided over her, every part of him touching her, every drop of the sweat on their bodies kissing each other. It seemed Kai wasn’t only blessed with just a natural charm. He was big where it was needed of him too.

He rubbed her ears, kissed her neck, and when she was as red as hot iron, he gave her mercy. The other Kai slithered into her. Cersei let out a shivering moan. Only then did Kai realize the truth.

This was but the beginning of this night.

And may the dawn never come.

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They were awake.

Cersei squirmed like a little child, her head wobbling on Kai's chest. But even her broken breath had pride in it.

One time, Kai thought. Only one time did she let me on top of her.

Then she had ridden him like a lioness. Fiercely. And with insatiable thirst.

After their first time, Cersei had let go of the smallest hint of shyness she had carried on her. For a moment, Kai had thought he was fucking her. Reality made him realize it was her who was fucking him.

A wild animal, Kai had named her, seeing her sliding up and down on him. And a deft rider.

"What are you thinking?" She asked him, her eyes closed.

Kai took in her scent, his hand gently caressing her back and shoulders. "It wasn't enough," he finally said with a pained voice. "I don't think it will ever be enough."

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Cersei looked up. There was still a childish playfulness in her eyes. Her bright green pupils played their game as if Kai was a beast she would tame, no matter what. Then suddenly, her eyes lost their focus.

Kai felt her heartbeat rising, and along with her, his own raced as if they weren't two but of one heart. Kai held her chin, his other hand gently caressing her head. "What is it?" He asked. "What troubles you, my queen?"

She liked to hear it, Kai knew. Queen. My queen. But even that failed to cheer her up.

She looked away.

"For a second, it felt like I saw him in you," she said, a faint shaking in her voice.

"Who?"

"Rhaegar."

Kai knew very well who Rhaegar was. And this too, that Cersei wanted nothing but to marry him and be his queen when she was but a child. This Cersei would never open that side of her, he was aware. But the Tale had hidden nothing from him.

"I have heard of him," said Kai gently, knowing well he was treading on thin ice. "But he had purple eyes."

"You know?" Cersei propped her head up, placing her hand on his chest. "How do you know?"

Kai gulped.

"You wound me,” Kai said, his mind racing, and his thumb tickling her pink nipples. “I told you I have been smitten with you for a long time. And I have always been a curious man.”

Cersei snickered. “Really?” She let her head down again on his chest. “What else do you know?"

This time, Kai didn't wait. The answer came naturally to him.

"I know I want you," he said, embracing her, pressing her naked body to his as near as he could.

Cersei let out a low chuckle. "Oh, I know what you truly want," she whispered, her hand reaching down for his cock. There is magic in her hands, Kai thought. In three strokes, she made him hard, as hard as anything could be.

She gave him a quick, cunning glance and let herself down. Her mouth was lava burning, melting his manhood. She sucked on it as if her life was depending on it. Her one hand couldn't help but chase down the juices overflowing out of her.

The sound of her mouth over his hot rod, and her fingers sliding in and out of her, sang a song that lasted for what seemed like hours, and yet, timeless simultaneously.

With a jerk, Kai thrust himself into her. Cersei let out a muffled groan but didn't take it out. His seed trickled down from the corner of her mouth.

The noise of her gulping it down was enough to make him hard instantly.

That night, Kai had Cersei as many times and in as many ways a man could ever have a woman.

The rain outside never stopped its music. And both sleep and dreams stayed outside, guarding the doors. When it came time to leave the bed, Kai knew her in ways more than he had ever known himself.

She was lying on top of her as if he was the fluffiest bed. Her body rubbed itself on him, nuzzling. The lust had gone. The desire persistently remained.

Cersei wrapped her tender arms around his head, and her eyes looked into his. Both were alive, aware of every shaking on each other. Kai felt the heat of her loins pressing down on his flaccid cock, and she gave him a deep kiss.

It was fresh. Have I come back in time? He thought, their tongues bringing out the lost moistness in their mouths.

Suddenly, she pulled herself back.

"Will you do something for me?" She asked. Her free hand went down, and she slid his cock inside her effortlessly, as if the hole in her had shaped itself to his length and girth.

"Will you...Ahh!"

Her hot breath found him as she moaned. Kai felt a foreboding like never before. His hands reached down and grabbed a firm hold on her mounds.

This is the exact time I used to ask the same question to those women, he thought, thirsting himself in her. Is Karma coming around to bite my ass?

Kai mocked himself. But the foreboding was true. The reality of Cersei fucking him all night just to ask this question didn't come as a big surprise to him. On some level, he had even expected it.

But, oh, it was hard to resist the urge to just nod. Kai, for the first time, felt what the wives of those men must have felt. This urge to nod almost broke all defenses.

Somehow Kai triumphed over it.

"Command me," Kai said, ingeniously refusing to answer her question. Cersei noticed, but didn't care.

"Kill him," she said, sitting upright on him like the way she had already done many times." Kill Jon. I don't want him to come back. You won't let him come back, would you? Tell me."

The notification appeared abruptly.

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Main Mission: Thwart the Assassination of Jon Arryn

Hidden Mission: The death of Jon Arryn

Hidden Mission Grade: E-

Hidden Mission Summary: If Jon Arryn will come back, there is no saving Queen and her children. The king will kill them.

Hidden Mission Objective: Kill the Hand, Jon Arryn

Hidden Mission Time Limit: Not Applicable

Hidden Mission Hint: Time

Do you accept the Hidden Mission?

]

Motherfuck... Kai cursed, calling Cersei by names even she wouldn't have heard about. But his expressions didn't betray his thoughts. Yet, he knew he would have to convince her before she finishes him. It was a game people like Kai and Cersei knew well.

"Your grace..." Kai feigned struggle, pinching her nipples gently." You know… I am not alone. Yes, I had some issues with them, as the guards must have told you yesterday. But still... "

Cersei waited. Kai could feel her tightening down there. Damn, it is arousing her, playing with me like this, he realized.

"I will convince them,” Kai lied with an iron certainly. “Give me time till night, and I will come with another gift. I promise."

Cersei smiled. She let her down and kissed him, the movement of her waist speeding up. Kai felt himself breaking in half as she squeezed every drop out of him.

"I will wait for you then, my boy Rhaegar,” she hissed in his ears. "Eat well today."

Kai nodded. For now, the nod was enough. This was a conundrum, a monstrous risk. But also an opportunity.

"I have a request too, your grace," he asked boldly.

Cersei gave him an inquisitive glance as she slid off his cock and lay down beside him. "Away with it then," she said, gasping for air. "What do you want?"

Pleasure had become a business in seconds.

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