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TW - pregnancy, death, gaslighting, possible rape, oral sex, violence, murder, ramsay bolton.
Chapter Eight: A Hunt
Married life with Ramsay was a pendulum, swinging back and forth from abusive to nurturing. He would still leave you for days at a time, right as you thought he had outgrown that treatment. He was still a mystery to you but it simply drew you in even more, curious to study and obey him. It had already been a few months of being Lady Bolton and you were learning the ways of your new life. You had servants who would do anything you said. You hadn't spoke to Reek since your wedding day, although you've seen him meekly scurrying around behind your husband quite frequently. You had missed your menstrual cycle and had checked with Maester Wolken who let you know that he was nearly certain you were in the early stages of pregnancy. You hadn't informed Ramsay quite yet.
Today, your body woke up before your mind. You were still half asleep when you heard heavy breathing and Ramsay spit, followed by wet noises. You blinked your eyes open to see him on top of you, and suddenly you felt pressure between your legs. You were lying on your back and you looked down to see Ramsay's cock nudging at your entrance, his eyes already staring into yours. You gently mewled as Ramsay's saliva-coated erection slid into you. His face was unshaven, a small beard growing on his strong jawline. He was clearly freshly awake, his eyes still had sleep lingering on them. He slowly allowed his cock to slide in and out of you, your mind still floating between reality and sleep. "Good morning." Ramsay whispered as he leaned forward to kiss your lips. You smiled into his kiss as he slid his hands down to your hips, slightly raising them so he could fit snuggly inside you.
"Good morning, my love." You groaned, shifting up on your elbows. You weren't showing the pregnancy yet, your body still thin. You watched your lower abdomen rise when Ramsay's cock was fully inside you, and fall again when he pulled out. He rest his hand on your stomach as he felt the movement you were just noticing, his erection pressing the inside of you. He pressed down on your stomach which prompted you to react without thinking. "Be careful!" You shrieked, shoving his hand off of your abdomen. Ramsay stared at you, offended at your sudden movement.
Ramsay's eyebrows raised and his head tilted as he waited for an explanation for your outburst. You knew it was time to tell him. "Sorry, its just...you wouldn't want to hurt your child." You rested your hand on your stomach and looked up at him, waiting for a reaction. His jaw slacked for a moment, his lips parted as he exhaled a small chuckle before grinning. "You're pregnant?" He asked, his cock still inside you. You nodded. "Maester Wolken confirmed it. I am not far along, but he said I am definitely pregnant." Ramsay leaned down to give you a passionate, love filled kiss.
"This calls for a celebration." He whispered into your mouth. "After I am finished with you this morning, I have a hunt I must go on, but we will go on it together. Nothing makes me happier than going on a hunt." He smiled as he continued to slowly fuck you, each gentle stroke inside you coaxing out a small whimper from your lips. He made love to you slowly until you both orgasmed from the gentle friction. This was the first time Ramsay had not been violent during sex with you and you didn't want to admit it, but you enjoyed the vicious sex more. Ramsay could tell, as your orgasm wasn't as strong as usual. He let out a hum as he realized, and snickered as he pulled his cock out of you. "My wife is such a naughty girl." He shook his head as he pulled his clothes on.
Ramsay walked towards your clothing stash and brought you a leather and hide dress. "Get dressed, we have a long day ahead of us, my love!" Ramsay barked as he tied his own leather vest on and secured his belts and the brown satchel that held his arrows. He brought a spare bow which you assumed was going to be yours. Once Ramsay was decorated in all of his hunting gear, he led you down to the stables where he helped you mount one of the largest and strongest horses. He had a pack of his obedient dogs behind him, eager to run. You were familiar with all the horses since you spent so much free time brushing them, so you gently greeted the horse with some nose pats. Ramsay mounted behind you, and directed the horse to take you both south, directly into the woods you had once attempted to flee into. The dogs followed with their excited snarling.
The further south you rode, the more greenery appeared. You still needed leather to stay warm, but the snow had melted and the trees were lush with leaves. It had been so long since you saw nature that was alive, it almost made you tear up. The ground was soaked from the melted snow, moss crawling up every surface. Ramsay tied up your horse and helped you dismount, your feet sinking into the wet earth with a subtle squish. The dogs were panting at Ramsay's feet, begging their master to put them to work. You took in deep breaths as you felt the earth breathing with you in the form of vines, bugs, and birds. Ramsay smiled as he watched you look around. "Sometimes I too forget there is a world that isn't covered in snow." He smiled, putting his fingers on your chin and pulling your face close so he could place a kiss on your cheek.
Ramsay pulled a small piece of fabric from his pocket and let the dogs sniff it. "Find him!" He commanded as the dogs split into different directions, noses to the ground and teeth bared. You realized you weren't hunting game, but a person. "My Lord, who are we trying to find?" You asked, grabbing the spare bow from Ramsay's back. He turned around and grinned at you. "Reek." You felt a pinch of sadness in your gut, knowing that you were about to hunt someone who you knew. "He decided he would try to stab one of my men...one of our men." Ramsay began. "He failed, of course! But, I can't keep my plaything around if he acts this way. He was released into these woods just moments before we arrived, he doesn't yet know we are here."
Ramsay laughed wickedly as he heard dogs sounding off in the distance. "I spoke too soon! Sounds like he might be figuring it out right now." Ramsay grabbed your hand and started to run, pulling you behind him. You weren't sure if running around the woods was the best option for a pregnant woman, but it didn't seem like you had much of a choice. You ran with Ramsay as he began shouting out for Reek. His free hand was cupped around his mouth as he yelled. "Reek! Oh, Reek! Where are you, bastard?" Your lungs filled with fresh air as you ran behind Ramsay, the green trees turning into smears in your vision. You felt free.
"If you make it out of the woods, you win!" Ramsay yelled with one hand still cupped next to his mouth and one gripping your hand tightly. "He won't." He quietly assured you, pulling you to run faster with him. The dogs were gathered near a stream, snarling like a pack of wild direwolves. "There you are!" Ramsay laughed manically, pointing down to Reek. "Good girls! Down girls, down!" He sang to the dogs. Reek was hiding near the stream, soaking and soggy. His hair was wet and matted to his face while his clothes hung off his malnourished body. "Please, M'Lord!" He shouted, the loudest you'd ever heard him speak.
You felt energy surge through you. You wanted to impress Ramsay. You wanted him to be proud of you, you wanted him to praise you. You reached into the pouch on Ramsay's back and pulled out a single arrow. You nocked it on your bow and drew it back, aiming it at Reek's leg. Reek panicked at the sight and tried to scurry away. You let loose, the arrow whizzing through the air before piercing the back of his thigh. Ramsay laughed loudly and turned to you. "Well done!" His eyes sparkled with delight at the sight of you lowering the bow to the ground, your focus staying on Reek. "Don't try to run!" You hollered.
Ramsay's eyes widened with lust as he watched you command the creature. "If you try to get up again, I'll put an arrow straight through your neck!" You exclaimed. Reek was shaking and sobbing, his hand grasping his leg desperately. Ramsay took a step closer to you and draped his arm over your shoulders. "Good girl. Let the hounds take it from here, they deserve a reward for finding him." You nodded, your eyes glued to Reek. The dogs were still surrounding him, patiently waiting for a command. Ramsay grinned as he watched you. Your nostrils were flaring with anger. Reek never did anything to you, but you did have built up anger with nowhere to go, and Reek seemed like a reasonable target.
"Rip him! Rip him!" Ramsay shouted and the dogs instantly pounced forward with their jaws open, taking large bites out of Reek's flesh. His screaming was loud and echoed throughout the otherwise peaceful forest. You didn't look away, not even for a moment. Ramsay's hand reached out to yours as you both stood there, watching the frail creature get devoured by the hounds. Crimson blood was staining the green shrubs and polluting the stream, causing it to run dark. Ramsay snickered as Reek's cries were killed. "A fine shot, love. I wasn't sure you had it in you!" Ramsay smiled, his hand finding your shoulder and gently rubbing it. You still hadn't broken your gaze from Reek's body, your jaw was clenched painfully tight, eyes filling with tears.
Ramsay tugged at your arm when he noticed your locked gaze, your eyes finally breaking away from Reek. Ramsay turned you, pulling you into his chest. You felt your breath shaking as it reflected off his leather onto your face. "There, there." He soothed you. "You did the right thing. It's not your fault he tried to hurt one of our men. He knew he would be punished. I am proud of you." His hand took yours and his thumb rubbed across your knuckles lovingly. He pulled your hand up to his lips and kissed the back, holding it to his cheek. "You did such a wonderful job."
You smiled, happy to make Ramsay proud. You leaned forward to kiss him, his tongue immediately finding yours. He dropped his bow to his side as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. You reached your hand down and felt his pants bulging with an erection. You chuckled. “My Lord, you..." Ramsay rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes. Violence arouses me, you know this, My Lady." He pulled you close again, squeezing your wrist so you dropped your bow as well. He unlaced his pants and pulled his hard cock out, standing up and eager to be touched.
You wrapped your hand around his shaft, leaning forward to make out with him while you touched him. His warm tongue slithered into your mouth, his hands on your shoulder-blades as he kept you close. Your hand worked at him, stroking his cock. You held your hand up and spit into it before bringing it back down, sliding over the head. Ramsay's eyebrows raised slightly at this, a small sigh escaping his lips. You stroked him until his knees were quivering. He pushed you off of him suddenly as he leaned over and picked up his bow. He quickly nocked an arrow from his pouch and drew it back, aiming it straight at your face.
You froze with fear, dropping to your knees. Ramsay kept the arrow drawn at you, inches away from your forehead. Your life was entirely in his hands. You were speechless as you suddenly were flooded with the familiar feeling in your gut. You knew it was a likely a game, but the death staring at you between your eyes in the form of an arrowhead was not something you were expecting. Ramsay pushed his hips forward, his teeth grinding together as he drew the arrow even tighter, his eyes sinking past your soul. You took his cock in your mouth and quickly began sucking him. He groaned, his grip on the arrow becoming slack as he closed his eyes. You focused on his pleasure, his orgasm was seemingly the only thing that would keep you alive at this moment.
Finally, your jaw was beginning to ache and he came hard, filling your mouth and groaning loudly. You swallowed and looked up at him, the drawn arrow now pulled tightly in his hand. You winced as he loosened, the arrow flying through the air next to your head as it buried itself in the dirt behind you. You exhaled sharply, realizing your life was safe for now. Ramsay smiled as he tucked his wet cock back into his trousers. "Well! That was unexpected, wasn't it?" He held his hand out to help you stand. You stood in front of your husband, still unsure of what to say. The only thing that squeaked out was, "What if you killed me?"
Ramsay shook his head as if you just said something shocking. "I wouldn't do that. Why, you're pregnant with my heir! I simply wanted to do something exciting. It was exciting, don't you agree?" You nodded as your eyes filled with tears once again. The all familiar pinch bubbled in your stomach for the second time as your husband reached out and hugged you. Fear. You hadn’t felt fear in a while but as Ramsay's grip tightened on you, the fear was snuffed out to nothing but smoke. You inhaled deeply, smelling his scent which was something you had come to long for. You heard the dogs finishing the last bits of Reek, licking their chops and growling over the last hunks of meat that remained. You allowed your eyes to flutter shut as you slipped into his grasp once again, falling in love with your abuser as you had done over and over, many times before.
Chapter Nine
