Hook, Line and Sinker 1 (R18+)

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- This chapter contains sexual content, if you are not interested in its contents or are underage, you may skip the parts marked as R18+, you have been warned.

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(Erlend POV, Riverrun)

Erlend had a headache, one that had been plaguing him since he received word of the bloody mountain clans rising, again… As he sat within the solar provided to him by Catelyn, he pondered his next moves.

What made it worse is they did so when his Aunt had decided to see for herself her newly adopted daughter. Somehow those savages found out about her intentions and attempted to capture her, to send a message to me and the rest of the Lords of the Vale.

If it wasn't for Ser Nestor and the Knight of the Vale, his aunt would've been captured, and her entourage slaughtered, with her and the handmaidens likely facing a fate worse than death.

Thankfully the savage raiders were either all killed or captured by the Knights, allowing Nestor to gather some information on the plot, with Aunt Dalia and her entourage safe within the heavily fortified seat that was the Gates of the Moon.

It was for this reason particularly that he hadn't sent ravens to his Uncle informing him about what occurred, Old Man knows he would've likely done something stupid and gotten himself killed in the process.

Now that word reached him of his Uncle reaching the Gates of the Moon, and that the Crownlands were now fully subdued. He could turn his and the Banner's attention to those goat fuckers, for no one tries to lay a hand on his family. They would rue the day they tried to harm his family.

As for the rest of the realm, the Tyrells were in the middle of a Civil War with the Florents and the northern Reachmen. The Marcher Lords and Shield Isles have chosen to remain neutral.

The North was in tense peace as Erlend's revelation of Lyanna's actions had thrown any momentum that would've seen Benjen named King out of the window. Though he still carried a lot of authority thanks to the block of power that he'd married into. Erlend wondered what face Roose would make if he heard about this in whatever hell he ended up in.

The Stormlands had thrown a slight hissy fit at the conquest of the Riverlands but had largely chosen to remain silent, as Stannis, the Swanns and the Marcher Lords refused to hear of any warring. For one they hated the reach far more due to the devastation their occupation of the Stormlands had caused and secondly, they were wary of Dorne.

Dorne was tense, still unaware of Elia and Rhaenys survival, and was gearing up for what appeared to be a civil war between Doran and Oberyn, the lack of an obvious target to point their hatred at, combined with Oberyn's popularity, made the situation quite volatile. Though it would take years of piled-up resentment to truly gather steam and he would be ready long before that to reveal Elia and Rhaenys survival.

The Westerlands would have faced a civil war, had it not lost a significant chunk of its fighting men to the burning of King's Landing. Hence, why the current situation has devolved into subtle power plays, as each faction either tried to gain control of Tyrion or directly oust him for the more naive Cersei. How the fuck a nearly grown-ass woman was more naive than her brat of a brother boggled his mind.

As for the Iron Islands, he frankly couldn't give two shits for them, they'll get their due eventually.

'A Lannister Always Pays his Debts but a Mudd Leaves no Stone Unturned'

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As he walked through the corridor that led to his chambers, he raised his eyebrows at the lack of Guards. While he wasn't worried about assassins, it would be a hassle to deal with them since he wanted to relax after a long day of dealing with paperwork.

The lack of the bodies though, quickly cleared any assumption that assassins were on and about. As while the Tully guards weren't the best, they were backed by his men and those bastards were a whole different story.

Once he opened the door to his bedchamber, greeting him was both a surprising yet welcoming sight, one that made him smile.

Lying on his bed was a beautiful woman, with fair skin pale as snow, long auburn hair that glistened with the torchlight, and azure blue eyes. Catelyn Tully had finally made her move, a seductive smile on her face as she beckoned him forth with her long fingers, wearing nothing more than brown furs that covered her nude form.

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(R18+ Incoming)

Stepping into the room, Erlend marveled at the sight she made, watching her as she slowly removed the brown furs that covered her marvelous form.

Before making a move towards her, Erlend wanted to be sure "Are you sure about this Cat?"

Her soft blue eyes stared at him with a hint of surprise, clearly having expected him to pounce on her. Instead of speaking, she slowly got off the bed and stared at him with a smile on her face.

Sensationally making her way to him and no doubt pleased by the way his eyes followed her every step until she stood directly in front of him face-to-face, She kissed him.

The taste of her lips reminded Erlend of grapes, carrying a combination of acidity, sweetness, and bitterness. It seemed this young lady had taken a bit of liquid courage, he didn't mind, it tasted quite pleasant.

They shared a soft, yet passionate kiss on the lips, with Erlend deepening it as she began showing her inexperience, his hands going to her womanly hips earning a quiet moan from the redhead.

She wasn't passive either as she began working at his clothing, doing her best to strip him of any clothes as they kept their lips locked.

Gone was the perfect lady, that was looked up to by the people she ruled, in her place was a seductive vixen, even if she was inexperienced.

Erlend gathered her up in his arms, their tongues still dancing to each other's tune. Finally, they stopped as he allowed her to gather he breath, lest she lose consciousness due to the pleasure and lack of oxygen.

Despite looking a bit faint, Catelyn began kissing his now shirtless form, running her long fingers along his six-pack abs, until they stopped at his pants and started to undo his belt and pants.

Her hands stopped for a few moments as gathered her courage, staring dazedly at his now naked sculpted body, which carried faint scars, that her hands couldn't help but feel.

Eventually gathering her courage, her hands slid down to his cock, stroking it gently, all the while they continued to kiss each.

A hand slipped down to her lower regions, as Erlend, refusing to remain passive, rubbed her pussy, playing with it. Her highly sensitive clit was not spared, as moved to stimulate it, making her moan in pleasure at the sensation.

Feeling her wet regions, Erlend proceeded to insert a finger into her pussy, bringing out another moan from the vixen.

"Oh yes, Erlend" Catelyn moaned as Erlend shifted his focus to sucking on her neck, and fondling her body with his free hand "Don't stop"

She could help but suddenly tense, before staggering against Erlend as he increased the number of fingers inside of her whilst simultaneously increasing the speed, causing her to climax almost instantly.

As Catelyn tried to catch her breath while leaning against Erlend, she couldn't help but blush as Erlend licked her juices off of his fingers. Looking down at this fiery vixen, Erlend swiftly grabbed her by the ass and held her up in the air, rubbing her gushing flower bud with his cock, slowly preparing to penetrate her.

"Please" Catelyn whispered seductively into his ear, her tone begging him to take the plunge.

Erlend knowing better, simply kissed her throat and slowly entered her cave, letting her gradually adjust to his size.

As she got used to him being partly inside her, Catelyn could only let out a cry of pain as plunged deeper into her, breaking her hymn.

Softly whispering sweet nothing into her ears, Erlend caressed her gently, holding her almost lovingly into his arms as they now lay on the bed.

He began moving his hips, and her cries of pain quickly found themselves turning to stifled moans of pleasure.

Catelyn kept moaning in pleasure as Erlend thrust in and out of her tight pussy "You're so tight, Catelyn" Erlend groaned into her ears, feeling her tighten her folds even further at his words.

Catelyn looked down to see that he wasn't hilted in her fully, filled with determination, she stared into his eye, "I can take it" the vixen begged as Erlend thrust into her.

"Are you sure?" Erlend looked worried for her.

"Yes, Please I'm ready" Catelyn said.

Catelyn suddenly found herself hit with a mind-numbing orgasm, as her pussy found itself filled like never before, clamping down tightly on his thrusting cock as he gave her powerful and swift strokes that rocked her body until he too came with an explosive growl.

As she came down from the mind-numbing climax, she felt Erlend's cock harden much to her surprise, "I hope you're ready for more" was all Erlend said as he smirked at her with lust in his eyes.

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Unnoticed by the two lovers, leaning discreetly near the bedchambers entrance lay another gorgeous redhead who watched as her sister and the man she cared for fucked once more.

Her breathing was heavy, she stared transfixed at the scene, her nether regions gushing with arousal as she played with herself, while her small clothes lay discarded on the floor beside her.

Her fingers were moving roughly within her cunt while her hand groped and squeezed her boobs, wishing that was her with Erlend.

(R18+ Continues)