Chapter 25: Ashara Dayne part 2 (R-18)

(1,200 words)

- Percival Bolton POV -

- Sunspear - Dorne - Westeros - 279 A.D -

I began to explore her whole mouth as if it were a delicacy.... A delicacy of the gods. And it was, her mouth was completely delicious, much more than Elia Martell's or my companions in Braavos. Not even the best courtesans or whores could compare to her taste.

"We shouldn't" commented the black-haired woman after I parted my lips from hers, leaving a trail of saliva. Her eyes showed guilt and complexity.

"You're delicious" I whispered in her ear, and I could feel her body warming up even more. She should be feeling my breath on one of her sensitive spots, which should excite her even more than she already is.

My hands began to mold her body as if I was remaking her. They started at her waist and then began to knead her juicy, plump ass. Which was worth a moan from the woman. With my talent for sex, I had improved a lot in Braavos, so I was not the same man as when I slept with Elia Martell. Besides, my body is also more developed.

My same hands that were massaging her ass began to undress her, revealing her beautiful, milky body. Her skin was smooth and white, though not entirely. Her nipples were pink as were her lower lips. She was totally beautiful... I had never seen anything so beautiful, to the point that I sketched a genuine smile. Something I had only done once or twice after coming into this world. But the beauty of the woman in front of me was enough to make the rotten me show it.

I also took off my clothes and was totally naked, showing off my beautiful body as well as my large penis, which made the woman stand mesmerized watching.

"Not even your legendary brother is better than me at swordplay" I told her with a small laugh, and the girl also chuckled.

"Prove it to me" she said licking her lips.

I wasn't treating her like a whore like with Elia, who forced her to give me oral sex. I was treating her like a woman. One apparently with masochistic touches.

I used my fingers to start massaging her vagina, and with my great skill I was able to make her cum in a matter of minutes. She wasn't a squirter like the Martell girl, but I didn't really care either.

"Put it in" whispered the girl with pleading eyes as her cheeks were red from feeling the pleasure she had just felt. Hopefully she had masturbated once in her life, but it's a very different thing when someone else does it.

"What's that?" I asked her with a naughty grin.

"Your..."

"My what?" I asked again.

"Your penis! Put my penis in me!" she screamed. I love it when women beg. So without disturbing her any further, I took my virginity from her with no trouble and began to move as the girl moaned at the top of her lungs.

I had applied the same trick as with Elia, so no one was listening to us. I still don't remember how I got that magic. But I conveniently had it. It's as if a higher power had given it to me in an extremely convenient way so as not to disrupt my plans. Muahahaha.

We were in action for over four hours, and Ashara lay on Elia's bed covered in a white liquid all over her hair and body while her eyes were tired and her tongue was sticking out of her mouth covered in cum and drool.

Should I just leave her and go? No... It might be risky if we get caught. I should "fix her."

So with my thoughts sorted, I took the girl with her body still naked, holding her clean parts, and was able to lead her to a room within Elia Martell's own quarters that contained a bathroom. So I slowly stepped with her into the waters that were icy cold but I could warm with magic, and began to wash her little by little. What the hell is wrong with me? Since when did I become so weak? I even sacrificed my blood son to take Braavos.But I guess if I don't lose anything, and it doesn't interfere with my goals, there's nothing wrong with it.

I guess having already attained eternal youth relaxed me and hid my fears of death a bit. It made me want to live a little instead of just surviving. It made me ask myself the question: What's the point of living if you don't enjoy life? Although those stupidities were quickly extinguished when I remembered what I suffered in that damned place. I don't have time to think about such stupidities, but I continued to carefully wash the purple-eyed girl, who slowly began to come to her senses as she rested her head on my lap, although not in a feminine way, because it was more on my legs. In my lap was my penis.

"Did you wake up?" I asked in a serious tone, but was surprised when I saw the bright smile the girl gave me. It was a smile that had fondness in it. The last time I saw that smile was when I murdered Maggy, slitting her throat. Sometimes I get a little upset remembering it, but it's almost completely sunk in now.

"Yeah... Thanks for cleaning me up" she told me, still smiling.

"We might get caught if I don't" I said with a cold tone, and the girl nodded. But soon her smile turned into a frown.

"Betray Princess Elia..." she commented.

"Betray her?" I asked.

"She told me she had feelings for you, but I did this with you nonetheless."

"She doesn't have feelings for me, she's just confused. Our thing was just a sexual fling, nothing more than that" I told her, and she nodded with a slightly calmer face. She seemed to know we had sex since she wasn't surprised.

"But... Were you coming to see her when you found me?" she asked me, and there was a bit of sadness in her eyes.

"I was. I wanted to talk about her wedding, but I found something better," I said smiling, and Ashara smiled too. "I'll see her again at her wedding I guess, you too."

"Are you going to attend? But only important nobility can attend" Ashara told me. "But we can meet another time!" she exclaimed looking nervous.

"I am a busy person, and now I have business to attend to. But... Who said I was either of nobility?" I asked with arched eyebrows.

"But... Didn't Princess Elia say you were a traveler?"

"Are nobles not allowed to travel? My name is Percival Bolton," I said, and his eyes widened.

"The Boltons of The North!"

"That's right" I replied.

"So... the royal wedding will be in half a year or so, I hope you will come to see us again. Do you promise?" said Ashara with hope in her eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

It was clear to me that a woman would not change my mentality or cruelty, as well as my goals. But I was afraid that she would become important to me. Because that is a weakness, and currently I have no weaknesses. I'd rather keep it that way.

"I promise, even though my word is not very valuable. I lie a lot" I said sounding serious.

"I don't know why, but even though I just met you, I believe you" he said with a smile, and I kissed him on the forehead and then walked out the window. Smiling.