A Devil's Bargain Ch. 3 (DxD/Game of Thrones) (Patreon)

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Themes: Rough Sex, Seduction, Oral Sex

Summary: Part 3 of A Devil's Bargain. The plan was simple. Infiltrate the Queen's Quarters and threaten her to extract the necessary information about Jeyne Poole. But what Issei Hyoudou did not understand was Cersei Lannister's willingness to use all the tools of a woman and her interest in the seemingly superhuman man who had made a mockery of Whitecloaks and Goldcloaks alike. But who would ultimately prevail?

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Just weeks after fleeing the city of King’s Landing, Issei Hyoudou finds himself returning on a rescue mission. Truth be told, part of him was a little relieved to get away from Sansa. It wasn’t that he disliked her or anything… rather, he liked his summoner to this world very, very much despite being torn away from his original world with seemingly no way of getting home.

However, if there was one thing Sansa Stark embodied… it was intensity. She’d been nothing but a scared noblewoman when they’d first fled King’s Landing, and yet after that night in the tower together, it was like she’d become someone else entirely. Losing her virginity seemed to have changed her in a lot of ways, and… well, as much as Issei enjoyed their time together, she could be a bit much.

Still, he wanted to help her. So when she’d given him this mission, requesting that he go back to King’s Landing and try to find her friend Jeyne Poole, or at least find out what fate befell her… Issei had leapt at the opportunity.

Now here he was, sneaking right back into the city. The place had probably been on high alert immediately after he’d fled with Sansa, but it had apparently been long enough for things to calm down a fair bit, or so it seemed. Of course, Issei wasn’t just here to infiltrate the city. No, he had to infiltrate the palace that overlooked it.

Sansa had called it the Red Keep, and Issei expected it to be better guarded than the rest of King’s Landing, but truth be told… it’s incredibly easy for him to sneak in. In fact, he makes it all the way to the Queen Mother’s quarters without being detected. Cersei Lannister, Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms. That was who Sansa had said would know the whereabouts of Jeyne Poole.

Having located Cersei’s bedroom, Issei has knocked out and hidden the armored man in a white cloak standing guard outside her door. Now, he stands over Cersei’s sleeping form in her bed, trying not to admire her beauty too much.

She IS very beautiful though. Despite being a mother of three according to Sansa, the Queen Mother is absolutely gorgeous, her body only enhanced by the three pregnancies from what Issei can see. Her oppai are bigger than Sansa’s, and her curves are… well, they’re that of a total MILF.

But Issei isn’t here to fuck Cersei Lannister. He’s here to interrogate her. Clearing his throat loudly, he watches as Cersei stirs. He watches as her eyes flutter open… and as she takes in his form at the end of her bed.

Before she can scream, Issei speaks calmly and clearly.

“Hello your Majesty. I am the one who got Sansa Stark out of King’s Landing. I have also incapacitated the guard outside of your chambers. So before you scream… please keep those things in mind and ask yourself… can your men get here in time to help you? And are any of them actually strong enough to stop me from doing whatever I want?”

There’s a pregnant pause as Issei’s threatening words hang in the air. Intimidation. That’s the only way this is going to work for him. He needs to intimidate Cersei into talking, to get her to tell him what he wants to know so he can leave. She doesn’t need to know that he would probably never hurt her, nor is he the kind of person to kill anyone.

If she did call his bluff and called for help right now… Issei would have a hard choice to make. Either kidnap her and abscond with the Queen Mother in the same way he had Sansa or flee without her and figure out another way.

Fortunately, Cersei doesn’t call his bluff. Slowly sitting up in bed, she stares at him with a strange expression on her face. Not the fear Issei was expecting, but a curiosity that makes his skin crawl, just a little bit.

“You… are the one who defeated the Kingsguard? Who fought his way through a hundred Goldcloaks to make it to the harbor? They said you were unarmored and dressed strangely. They said you were young. But…”

Frowning, the Queen Mother tilts her head to the side.

“Where is Sansa Stark now, if you’ve returned here?”

Issei crosses his arms over his chest and frowns at that.

“Safe, and that’s all you need to know, your Majesty. This isn’t about Sansa. This is about you… and what you know.”

Cersei’s perfectly sculpted brow raises at that, and the MILF rises from her bed. Issei tries not to let on how his eyes trace her curves under the gauzy-like nighttime garments she’s wearing. Her robe is open too, revealing much more skin than a Queen should expose when she turns to him.

“Oh? Not here for revenge then… but for information? And what, pray tell, do you wish to know?”

Issei opens his mouth to ask about Jeyne Poole, but Cersei cuts him off with a snap of her fingers.

“No. First… tell me your name.”

He narrows his eyes at that, but ultimately chalks it up to her just being used to giving orders. This is the Queen of an entire continent, after all. Besides, it’s not like she can do anything with the information.

“My name is Issei.”

Still seeming unafraid, Cersei stalks forward. Issei isn’t worried, she can’t hurt him, so he lets her approach. Even still, he tenses up as she eyes him up and down.

“Issei… what an interesting name. Very foreign, isn’t it? Tell me Issei, why is someone like you working for a pretty bird like Sansa Stark?”

Issei’s jaw clenches. They’ve gotten off track here. As Cersei invades his personal space, Issei retaliates by grabbing her firmly by the arms and sitting her down at the end of the bed she just vacated, right in front of him. The casual display of overwhelming strength gives Cersei no time to react, causing her to blink as he looks down at her.

“I need to know what happened to Jeyne Poole. I need to know where she is. Is she dead? Is she alive?”

For a long moment, Cersei stares up at him uncomprehendingly. Then, recognition dawns in her eyes.

“Of course. Even after all those lessons I tried to impart to her, Sansa remains nothing but a little girl wanting her friend.”

A sigh of disappointment leaves Cersei’s lips. Issei frowns, just about to demand an answer to his question… when the Queen Mother suddenly reaches out and begins fiddling with his pants. His eyes widen and he jolts.

“What… what are you doing?!”

Cersei looks up at him and smiles coyly as she works to free his cock from its confines.

“Hm? Do you think I have not seen how you look at me, Issei? Were you not going to ravage me like the foreign savage you are once I gave you the information you sought?”

Issei blinks owlishly.

“Wha- no!”

Only now does he begin to realize how dangerous a foe the Queen Mother truly is… as she lets out a light, airy laughter at his denial, and suddenly shrugs her shoulders out of her robe. The robe falls away and leaves Cersei Lannister’s entire upper body exposed in that moment, including the hard nipples on her shapely, bountiful oppai.

Issei stares, a bit entranced, and Cersei takes advantage of his moment of distraction to free his cock from his pants and put it in her mouth.

As she begins to suck him off right then and there, Issei bluescreens for a moment. No, seriously… what the fuck was happening here?! A woman like Cersei Lannister was so out of his league it wasn’t even funny! She was a Queen for fuck’s sake, and he was… he was just him!

Part of Issei feels guilty, like maybe he’s betraying Sansa for letting this happen… but his and Sansa’s relationship was entirely transactional in nature, not romantic. Sure, he considered Sansa his friend of course, but they weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend or anything. And they certainly weren’t exclusive, given Sansa had literally offered a threesome with her and Jeyne if he managed to bring her friend back to her unharmed.

All of that said, Issei knew he still shouldn’t be engaging in relations with the Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms. And yet… and yet, there’s one thing keeping better sense from prevailing. Issei Hyoudou was… a pervert. And while he might not be the malicious, evil sort that physically harmed women or tried to force himself on anyone… there are limits to his self-control all the same. And when a gorgeous blonde MILF with stunning oppai begins sucking your cock, you don’t fucking stop her.

Cersei pops back off of his cock for a breath and smiles up at him as she holds his glistening member by the base. An uncharacteristic giggle comes from the beautiful Queen’s lips.

“You’re quite large, Issei. And quite… pent up. Mm, I suppose someone like Sansa Stark wouldn’t know how to take care of your needs, now would she?”

Issei’s mouth is incredibly dry, otherwise he might have defended Sansa without thinking twice about it. Before he can wet it and get the words out however, Cersei pulls away. Completely losing the robe at this point, the Queen Mother turns entirely and crawls back on the bed, only to stop and… and present herself to him.

Looking back over her shoulder, spreading her pussy lips wide with one hand, Cersei Lannister arches her back and graces him with a wide, knowing smile.

“Feel free to take a real woman, Issei. And once you’ve had your fill of me, we can discuss what needs to be discussed.”

… Even though Cersei doesn’t actually say it, what Issei hears is ‘we can discuss Jeyne Poole’s whereabouts or ultimate fate’. Maybe because he’s not very politically savvy, or maybe because that’s just what his hindbrain wants to hear. Either way… he lunges forward, grabbing Cersei by her full, plush hips and pressing his cock into her open entrance from behind.

Cersei moans and grinds against the throbbing head of his member and any possibility of Issei rethinking this at the last second goes out the window. Instead, he growls and thrusts in, spearing the Queen Mother upon his pulsating mast from behind. He doesn’t hold back, quickly setting a rather rough pace.

Part of him wants to make Cersei say something like ‘slow down’ or ‘you’re going too fast’. Yeah, she’s super fucking hot and yeah she’s incredibly gorgeous… but she’s still Sansa’s enemy. So even though he’s definitely let her seduce him, he still wants to get some minor revenge on Sansa’s part.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Unfortunately, even going as hard as he dares without hurting Cersei, he doesn’t get that reaction. Rather, it seems that the Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms is the kind of woman who likes it rough… REALLY rough. His fingers dig into her hips hard enough to bruise, his cock slams into her cunt fast enough for his crotch to spank her ass… and all Cersei does is moan and cry out all the more wantonly.

Her back arching, her head tossed backwards, the Queen Mother shudders and shakes as Issei quickly brings her to climax upon his cock. He’s not expecting her to cum so fast or so quickly, and yet… that’s precisely what happens as he plows her from behind.

“Y-Yes… good! Nnngh, fuck! Take me, Issei! Take me with your thick, powerful, foreign cock!”

He’s beginning to think Cersei has just as many issues in that head of hers as Sansa does… actually, probably more of them all things considered. Back home, they always said not to stick your dick in crazy, and Issei had never really considered that sound advice. What was wrong with crazy so long as it came in a sexy package with big oppai, right?

In a bid to keep that philosophy intact now, Issei leans forward and reaches under Cersei, grabbing her tits and fondling them to his heart’s content. He molds and kneads the Queen Mother’s sizable breasts with both hands, causing her pussy walls to clench and squeeze even harder around his pistoning prick. It feels amazing of course, getting to play with her oppai while fucking her from behind. They’re basically going at it like a pair of dogs, with Cersei as the bitch in heat in that scenario.

Until finally… Issei can’t hold back anymore. To be fair, he’s lost track of how many times Cersei has cum anyways, so he’s not at all ashamed of when he finally spills his seed deep inside of her womb. Beneath him, the Queen Mother tenses up at the sensation, gasping for breath for a moment before collapsing forward onto the bed as Issei finishes filling her up and pulls out.

Not nearly as winded as Cersei, Issei steps back and waits for the Queen Mother to recover, putting his dick away once it’s gone soft and fixing up his clothes. Meanwhile, covered in glistening sweat, Cersei slowly rolls over onto her back and brings her fingers down to her sex, scooping out some of his sticky cum and staring at it for a long moment.

“… You came inside…”

Issei blinks, before realizing that a mother of three might not want anymore kids. Chuckling, he shakes his head.

“Ah, don’t worry… it’s incredibly hard for someone like me to impregnate you. Like, one in a million chances.”

Then, as Cersei digests that information, Issei finally remembers why he’s here. Frowning, he points an accusatory finger at the Queen Mother.

“Hey! Now that we’re done, you need to tell me where Jeyne Poole is! You promised!”

Cersei pauses before frowning up at him.

“I promised no such thing. I promised we would discuss what needed to be discussed. Who cares about that little girl? Who cares about Sansa Stark? You just got a taste of someone who is ten times the woman either of them is, Issei. Swear yourself to my service, become my sworn sword, and there is more where that came from.”

Blinking rapidly at the sudden job offer, which to Issei seems to come out of nowhere, he opens his mouth for a moment… before shaking his head.

“Uh, no thank you. You’re hot and all, and it was fun fucking you… but you’re kind of evil too. So I’d really like you to just tell me what happened to Jeyne Poole now, so I can be on my way.”

Now, the Queen’s beauty is finally marred as her expression twists into an ugly scowl. However, before she can say anything else, there’s suddenly a commotion outside corridor, and alarms begin to sound through the Red Keep. Shit! They must have found where he stashed the door guard, or some other sign of his presence!

Cersei looks to the door, and then back to Issei, and before Issei can make a decision, the Queen Mother makes it for him.

“It seems you will have to come back another night, Issei. Perhaps we can discuss Jeyne Poole… and other things more then.”

She strikes a seductive pose and gives him a wicked smirk as she trails fingers up one of her legs at that last part. Swallowing thickly, Issei considers kidnapping Cersei anyways… but in the end, decides it’s a bad idea. He’s out the window and vanishing a moment later, fleeing the Red Keep even as it buzzes like a hive of antagonized bees.

Another night… he’d come back another night…