THE GAME OF THRONES KINK MEME
Round 1!
How It Works -
1) Anonymously request a pairing (or threesome, or group - any and all pairings welcome) along with a kink of your choice - feel free to be as descriptive as you’d like. An example of how this should look: "Cersei/Jaime, bondage." Although this is a kink meme, given the disapproval of fic in
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A breath fluttered over his face and the fastening of his cloak was undone, the black fabric falling around his shoulders like a blanket on the forest floor. “It’s alright,” Theon repeated, more to himself than Robb, and gently kissed the trembling heir. His lips parted only when Greyjoy growled and his wrists were crushed. This time, he moaned into Greyjoy’s mouth.
Theon took this as permission to press his knee harder between Robb’s legs.
The heir bucked and a fistful of his hair was grabbed. He could feel Theon’s own arousal against his hipbone. A long way away, a twig snapped and Greyjoy crushed Robb’s mouth with kisses. Robb gasped, relief flooding over him like sunshine, when Theon shifted to straddle him. He felt disgusted, absolutely repulsed by himself. “I’m not going to hurt you. It’s alright.” Again. And again. “It’s alright, don’t be frightened.” Greyjoy sat back on his heels, dragging Robb’s wrists forward. Stark couldn’t bring himself to open his eyes. He bit back a scream. Something was definitely broken.
“Please,” he pleaded weakly, “Greyjoy, please.”
Theon moaned.
Robb first felt the cold dance like lightning across his lower abdomen and then Theon’s hand slipping into his trousers. Greyjoy gripped him roughly, kneading and making Robb thrust into his hand.
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