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Cease ˚ ༘ 🌑⋆ Ser Gwayne Hightower x Reader x Ser Criston Cole˚ ☁︎

S: Before The Dance of the dragons, Alicent Hightower worries about her second daughter; So She secretly sends her with Ser Gwayne and Ser Criston to Old Town, where she would stay safe with Daeron.

W: +18, Smut, Porn WITH plot, Targtower! Reader, The plot is a little bit bizarre, Inc3st, Fauxc3st, Threesome, Semi-Public Sex, P in V, Dry Humping, Body Worshipping, Fingering, Something Gay happens, Bi Gwayne, Bi Criston, Oral (M n F receiving), Pet Names, Cowgirl, Creampie, Facial, use of the word "Papa" (I cringed myself but it's only used 2 times), Criston is supposed to be Reader's Father figure, The Story is kinda Gwayne's pov, 7.3k word count.

🎀. English isn't my first language so if you saw any mistakes, comment it pls^^

And about the plot of this fic; I believe it doesn't really make sense because Criston is The Lord Commander of The Kingsguard at the time this is happening, so why would only him and Gwayne, all alone, escort you as the princess to Old Town?! But it is what it is... so ignore this big issue in my storytelling^^

It had been around a moon ago, When Gwayne received a raven with that familiar handwriting tied to it.

It was rare to receive any Ravens from Alicent, unless it was something important.

And It was.

The letter was short and forward. It was mostly like a command from The Queen, not an ask for help sent from a Sister.

She had summoned him to King's Landing, all alone. That was strange, but he couldn't question the order of The Queen.

He burnt the letter in the fire of a candle.

His journey started in few days.

No other man; only him riding through the roads toward King's Landing.

The road was long and the sun made him angry and sensitive. He just wasn't in the mood for anything, but he would do anything for his sister.

After four weeks of riding on and off, Gwayne arrived to King's Landing. The great gates were opened for him, and the guards welcomed him properly. It seemed like the message wasn't that much of a secret.

Gwayne let the stable boys to take away his tired horse and he himself walked into the courtyard, where the guards said he should've waited until they informed Alicent of his arrival.

There was a refreshing breeze in courtyard that made him feel less weary.

Gwayne didn't favorite King's Landing in total. He didn't like the fuss and he favored the solace he could find in Old Town for himself.

He lifted his head up and stared at the blue sky and the clouds that were moving slowly toward an unknown place. To rain somewhere and feed the hungry grounds.

While he was drowned in the sea of his thoughts, he heard a familiar voice calling his name.

A voice that he had barely heard in the last 20 years of his life.

He turned around with a genuine smile on his lips, and looked at Alicent. She was wearing a dark red gown that had golden Embroideries of flowers.

But his smile fell a little when his eyes moved to the man who was standing beside her.

Tall, broad shoulders and thick dark hair that made him glow in that silver like armor. The white cloak that fell off of his shoulder, reminded Gwayne of those tourneys that he had been participating when he was younger.

He recognized that figure from those memories.

Alicent smiled back at Gwayne, but she didn't greet him like a sister. He wasn't upset about that though. She was a Queen and people expected her to act in certain ways.

Gwayne walked toward them and grabbed Alicent's hand and gently kissed back of her hand.

Then he smirked at her and said.

- Are you feeling well, your grace? Because the way you summoned me here... that seemed like a serious urgency.

Alicent in response, gave him that forced smile she usually had and then looked at the silent man that was standing like a statue beside her. She raised one of her eyebrows for an unknown reason before she looked back at Gwayne and said.

- I am well... but there is an urgency, as you said. It is not about me, but in fact it is about my children.

That was when that stoic man spoke up with a more friendly tone than Gwayne expected.

- King Viserys is in a bad condition... and for the future, There might be some issues and-...

Gwayne Furrowed a little bit and interrupted the man's sentences.

- I do not mean to offend you Ser, but who are you?

The man paused and his thick eyebrows knotted together as well, but when he opened his mouth to respond, Alicent stopped him.

- This is Ser Criston Cole. I believe you two recognize each other, brother.

Gwayne and Criston were staring at each other without saying a word in a deadly silence.

Of course Gwayne remembered him.

Of course he did.

Gwayne clenched his jaw and tried to control his emotions before he took a deep breath, filling his lungs with fresh air.

Then he smiled at Criston, just the way Alicent smiled earlier.

- yes... I remember him very well. you were a very strong knight in the past, Ser Criston!

Criston didn't smile at him though. His face was blank for few moments and then he looked at Alicent for approval.

And he Ignored Gwayne's sarcasm.

- As Queen said, this is an urgency. We can't send Princess Helaena and Prince Aegon to Old Town for political reasons.

Alicent nodded and added to Criston's words.

- Aemond is also too arrogant and stubborn... he doesn't accept this offer. Daeron is already with you there, so my last daughter is the only child I can protect this way...

Gwayne was already so tired of his trip and all of these things were making his blood to boil in his veins.

He just faked another smile and then he shifted his weight on his legs.

- so I assume, I am here to escort my niece to Old Town. Correct?

Alicent could read through Gwayne's actions, so she decided to totally change the subject.

She put her hand on his shoulder for a moment, as an act of affection.

- we will discuss it later. I will send servants to lead you to your chambers. You have to wait here for few days... she's not still ready.

Gwayne grabbed Alicent's arms and squeezed her flesh softly.

He really needed to rest.

Next morning, Alicent sent one of her servants to Gwayne, while he was deep in sleep.

She wanted to have breakfast with him.

Gwayne walked out of his Chambers after he dressed properly. When he walked into the hallway, he saw you, his niece, the girl he was supposed to take to Old Town. Next to you, the dark haired man was standing... and you were laughing at something with him.

That sight wasn't normal in Gwayne's mind... but he had no particular reason to feel bad about you both. Or mostly, about HIM.

He thought he was just being sensitive toward Ser Criston for no reason, so he just walked toward you with a charming smile on his lips.

- Look at my beautiful princess!

You looked at your uncle who was walking toward you. You stopped laughing but with the same type of smile as he had on his lips, almost ran toward him and hugged him in the middle of the hallway.

Gwayne hugged you as well and kissed top of you head while he smiled.

But a strange feeling filled his chest when his eyes met Ser Criston's. Criston was looking at you with a weird devastation in his eyes... but why was that devastation even there?

You ended that hug by walking few steps back. You didn't realize something had happened in that short amount of time, so you ignored that expression on Gwayne's face.

- oh uncle... i missed you a lot... Mother said you had arrived yesterday... I am sorry I didn't welcome you.

Gwayne looked at you with a warm smile on his lips, then he kissed your forehead and walked past you without saying another word.

He walked across the hallway to the room Alicent had ordered him to be in.

He entered the room after a gentle knock on the door, where she was sitting on a chair, jugs of water and different fruit juices were placed on the dining table. There was also bowls of soup and cups of milk and tea.

Gwayne walked toward the table, where there was another seat added for him to sit on.

The Queen gave him a soft smile and said.

- I assume that long trip and riding had made you so tired... you had been sleeping without a pause since your arrival.

Gwayne smirked at her and sat down. Then he picked up the warm cup of tea and started drinking it slowly. The warmth of that liquid soothed something in his nerves that he couldn't find nowhere else in The Red Keep.

- The Sun is my greatest enemy... that short time I rode under that burning sensation of the sun had took away my soul from my body.

Alicent drink her cup of milk in silence, but then she broke it with bringing the old topic again.

- Viserys will die soon or late. He's really sick.

Gwayne stopped chewing on that soft piece of cake that was melting in his mouth. He drink some apple juice and asked with a little confusion.

- What am I supposed to do with this unfortunate of news?

Alicent's eyes shifted to Gwayne's and she gave him a terrific serious gaze.

- you know what that means. If he dies, Rhaenyra might have a chance to take his place... even though I doubt that.

Alicent talked about that all the time like she didn't care about who would succeed The Iron Throne.

But she cared. She always had plans about everything.

Gwayne on the other hand, was trying to make sense out of all this situation. He looked at Alicent and spoke in his usual gentle tone.

- She had not tried to do anything about The Throne... as much as I know...

Alicent cut Gwayne's words with a bit angrier tone.

- She will. She will do that when she realizes her name as the heir is slipping out of her hands. For now... she's depending on Viserys being alive. I have to be 10 steps ahead of her.

Gwayne just watched his sister in silence. He had completely lost appetite.

The way she was talking... it was strange for him to hear. Alicent was always ambitious but this game she was playing... It was far more dangerous than anyone could think.

- ... for that reason... I think I have to protect my children as much as I can... if I could I would have send Helaena first.... but she has to stay by Aegon's side.

Gwayne's face gave away everything to Alicent. She dould see how he was feeling horrified and worried by what was about to happen to all of them.

But was there any other choice?

- Is that the reason you want me to take your second daughter to Old Town?

Gwayne asked that question, even though he definitely knew the answer was "yes".

But Alicent had other things to explain.

- It is... but also... she does not own a dragon, she's defenseless and keeping her here can be either too dangerous or too useful... I cannot risk anything about that.

Gwayne watched Alicent drinking tea, and he thought about what she said.

He had no choice... also keeping his nieces safe was important to him. But having two of them in Old Town was a great responsibility...

Gwayne sighed and shut his eyes to give himself a moment of peace, then he said with a gruff voice while he stratched his body.

- You could've sent her with hundreds of those white cloaks you own...

- I do not trust them and beside that, I have to portray this as a short trip to Old Town... it should sound as unimportant as possible.

Alicent was fidgeting with her fingers all the time she was talking, and Gwayne could visibly see how stressed she seemed.

He wanted to argue more about how this decision sounded dumb in many ways, but he decided to stay silent because he had no other recommendations.

- I will talk to her after you leave... i will tell her to gather all of the things she wants to bring there... it might take a day or two... then you and Ser Criston will carry her to Old Town, as i said.

Gwayne was just listening in silence, but when he heard "Criston Cole" in her words, his eyebrows knotted together. He couldn't decide if he was angry or maybe disgusted.

- Alicent... what do you mean me and Ser Criston?

Gwayne hadn't called Alicent by her own name in a long time. It had been "Queen" or "your grace"... and that meant he was genuinely pissed off.

Alicent didn't lose her reserved manner and she placed a piece of apple cake in the plate that was in front of her. Before taking a bite of that, she said.

- you two, together, are able to ensure me she will be safe in the road... Also... She and Criston... She loves him more than She ever loved Viserys.

Alicent paused and took a bite before she continued.

- She's too attached to him. I do not want her to yearn and miss him when she's on that road. That's the only way I can show her how much really I care for her.

Gwayne had to accept all of these things together, for his niece and his sister.

He stood up and before leaving the room, he kissed his sister's temple and whispered.

- I will make sure your daughter will be alright... no matter what it costs...

Gwayne remained 2 more days at The Red Keep until his niece was ready to leave her hometown.

The Morning of the third day, you were all standing in the courtyard, while the servants were setting up a carriage for you and your belongings.

You said goodbye to your father who had hardly walked to the courtyard. Then you did the same to your brothers and your sister, and at the end you hugged you mother tightly.

After that, the journey officially started.

Unlike of what Alicent had been planning, you had to take two servants for leading the horses of your carriage through the road, so you weren't all alone.

But Alicent picked The Servants very carefully.

Something that made you really annoyed because you believed no one would care that much about you, specially Rhaenyra.

Gwayne and Criston were quiet for 4 hours, until you peeked out of your carriage and said with voice that was loud enough for them to hear.

- I am feeling nauseous... Can we cease somewhere and rest?

That was the first real interaction between Gwayne and Criston since they started the ride. They looked at each other for a moment and without saying anything to each other, they agreed and nodded.

After few more minutes of riding, Ser Criston spotted a creek through the woods, and they stopped by that creek.

It was around noon, and you spoke about how you were "feeling hungry" and"thirsty", so they also decided to eat something for lunch.

Alicent ordered the servants to give the knights enough salted foods and vegetables, and also different types of cakes and drinks for you.

For the launch, Criston and Gwayne sat down on a Log and you sat down on the stairs of your carriage. You ate some soup and salted fish that Ser Criston grilled on the camp fire Ser Gwayne had made.

You also offered you uncle and your favorite knight some wine that you had in your iron flask.

The whole time there was an unsettling silence between all of you... it was like you were all strangers.

For that reason, the rest didn't last long and after an hour, the horses started riding over again.

The sun was in the middle of the blue sky, when Gwayne decided to distract himself by talking to Criston. He leaded his horse toward Criston and started riding right beside him.

- Alicent told me you and my niece are close. Is that correct?

Gwayne asked it in the most friendly way he was able to do. That kinda made Criston surprised, because he didn't expect Gwayne to try any conversation with him.

In response, Ser Criston nodded and smiled softly to himself.

- Her grace is correct... The Princess has been clinging to my side like her siblings since they were children... it has became a part of my duty... she calls me father sometimes which is, incredible?!

- perhaps I have to thank you. The King has always been so busy to be a father for them.

Ser Criston just gave Gwayne a kind glimpse of his eyes and nodded at him.

After that, The road was drowned in silence; Again.

It had been in silence once in a while since either Gwayne or Criston would break it with a short conversation and then they kept riding in complete silence.

You were also sleeping in your carriage since you drink wine more than usual because you knew how boring that ride was about to be.

5 days of that journey passed the same way. You ate breakfast, ate lunch and slept in the forests and fields without anything unusual happening.

Until the sixth night.

You peeked you head out of the window of your carriage and spoke to Gwayne and Criston, who were leading the two servants while dusk was falling rapidly.

- I can hear some flowage... can we stop by that creek?

Gwayne turned his head around to take a glimpse of your face, and then stared at the road again.

- Why is that? If We ride further we will reach Tumbleton, Sweet Girl.

You hesitated for a moment, because you were startled if what you wanted was nessessory or not. You wanted to do a short bath because you felt sticky; Even washing your hair could have helped you to feel better.

You finally decided and told him with a more certain tone of voice.

- I have to take a little bath and change my gown... I can't sit more hours like this.

Ser Criston smiled softly at your words and shocked his head as a sign of amusement. He looked at Gwayne and ordered to the two Servant boys.

- We will ride off the road through the forest by that creek as The Princess ordered.

A sync "Yes Sir" was heard from the two servants and they changed their way through the narrow path that was leading through the forest.

The creek was deeper in the forest, in a way that the horses and the carriage couldn't cross the trees.

When they found the perfect spot to settle down, Gwayne climbed down his horse and walked toward the carriage. Then he opened the door of it and helped you to walk out of that carriage.

You had a scent of wine clinging to yourself, which Gwayne noticed and realized why you were feeling so overwhelmed.

You sighed when your legs finally touched the ground after that long amount of time you were sitting in that wobbly carriage. You felt free.

After that, you started walking around in silence, while the servants were setting up tents for you and two other knights. The tents weren't too big, but were enough for each one of you.

After the tents were done, Ser Criston dismissed two servants for a short amount time and told them.

- Tumbleton is only two miles away. You can go and find some entertainments there for tonight.

Which had the boys happy. They rode two horses of the carriage and that was when The Princess was alone with her uncle and her knight.

You gathered some clean gowns and stockings from your tent with a towel made of sheepskin. You held them tight against your chest so they didn't fall off of your hands because you were also holding a bottle of oil for your hair and a bar of soap. You smiled gently at the two knights that were standing beside each other and said.

- I am ready!

Before Gwayne could react to you, Ser Criston sighed and walked toward you and helped you with taking your clothes by holding them in his arms.

He turned his head to Gwayne and smiled at him.

- I'll take her. You can rest here, Ser Gwayne.

Gwayne wanted to say something in protest but he stopped himself. Again; It didn't make sense.

You winked at your uncle and then you started walking through the woods with the knight walking after you.

The sun was now fully down and the sky had lost its orange color to a deep and dark blue.

Gwayne cleaned his sword, Fed up his horse, Ate an apple, and he even took off his armor, but the whole time he felt something in his heart that told him he should check on you.

At first he ignored that feeling, but he started realizing that you were gone for a long time, so he decided to give into his thoughts.

He grabbed his sword and started walking in the same direction you two left earlier.

At first everything was normal, but he froze when he heard a weird sound near the creek.

He wasn't close enough to hear that whisper, and the sound of the water moving in the river made it really hard to hear.

Gwayne gripped tilt of his sword even tighter and he took more careful and slow steps than before.

At first, The darkness wouldn't let him to fully see what was happening on the grass right beside the river. He could only see shadow of a figure but then the clicking sound of the armor, hit him like a rock to his head.

He tilted his sword down and watched His niece. You were straddling Cole's lap while he was sitting on the riverbank, your lips linked to each other. You were kissing passionately, while you were grinding yourself against Criston's armor. Gwayne could hear your whimpers whenever your lips left Criston's.

He was too stunned that he didn't realize you were half-naked. The only thing you were wearing was a thin white chemise that was wet and clinging to your skin...

He ould visibly see sides of your breasts.

And that gave him an embarrassing rush of blood to his cock.

When you yelped and pushed yourself off of Criston, Gwayne realized that his sword had fell from his hand and hit a rock on the ground.

He was so confused and amazed by that scene that his mind had stopped working for few minutes.

When he saw that stress in both of your faces, he finally found the urge in himself to ask something. To let his confusion take the lead of his tongue.

- I thought she was in trouble... but it seems like I was wrong.

Gwayne paused for a moment and looked at Criston. Their eyes met, and he realized how deep in his heart he wanted to punch that man in the face, make him bleed in the mud and then kiss him.

He wasn't confused. He was jealous. He was disappointed. He was angry.

You stood up on your legs that were trembling a little bit and told him.

- Uncle... please... it was nothing... I swear to Gods nothing... nothing happened!

You weren't actually telling the truth, but you knew the best you could do at that moment was denial.

You could see that feeling in Gwayne's eyes. Something you never saw and experienced toward yourself.

- Come here.

Criston asked Gwayne while they were staring at each other. There was something violent between them... a violence mixed with tenderness.

Gwayne did not hesitate another moment.

His feelings were making him do things he wouldn't even think about, even when he was drunk.

But now he was drunk on his emotions. Emotions that were not only about you but also about Criston.

You watched Gwayne walking toward Criston. That was when Criston pulled you by your ankle and you let him do that.

You settled yourself on his laps again, just the way you were making love before.

Gwayne stopped right beside you, looking down at you two. He knelt down on the grass, then he kissed you shoulder. That kiss was warm against your body, something new from someone new.

You looked at Criston with excitement visible in your eyes. He laughed at the way you were so happy about how Gwayne was now kissing your neck. His kisses were attentive, and for you it was interesting that Ser Criston and Gwayne treated you the same way.

Criston pressed a soft kiss to your lips, making that hunger in your insides to grow even more. Those two men were giving you an overwhelming way of attention and love, it became unbearable to you so quickly.

You started to grinding your bare cunt against Criston's leather breeches, but it didn't help you because you were already so needy.

Gwayne stopped kissing and biting your neck, and that made you whine as a complaint. But he didn't make that last longer since his hand moved between your legs, where you were trying to a friction to your needy cunt.

You bite Criston's lip when Gwayne started rubbing your clit, which was incredibly easy to find for him.

That made Criston to stop that kiss as well and look down at how you were trying to move yourself against his fingers.

Gwayne moved his free hand to support her back, and then his eyes shifted from his niece to Criston.

Criston felt the heaviness of his gaze, and his eyes drifted to Gwayne's. It was like there was a string that pulled them to each other, and they both gave into that unknown gravitation.

Criston's tongue passes through Gwayne's lips and they started kissing with hunger. Their lips and tongues were familiar even though they never kissed once.

You were so stunned by the scene in front of you that you didn't realize how Gwayne's middle finger was trying to find your entrance.

You moaned without trying to hide it after Gwayne's middle finger slowly entered you, while he was busy kissing Criston.

You looked down at Criston's breeches and the bulge that wasn't there few moments ago.

While Gwayne's arm was between you and Criston, you started undoing his armor, giving him more space to breathe.

Criston stopped his long kiss with Gwayne and moved his hand to your cheek. Your face was warm and alive, and that made him even more hard in his breeches.

- Do you want uncle Gwayne to taste your pretty cunt?

Criston asked you with a playful smile on his lips. That smile could make you cum without anything more.

- Yes... I want him to try it...

You answered with a lascivious smile on your lips that were swollen of your own bites.

Gwayne pulled his finger out of you, making you whine because of feeling empty; then Ser Criston helped you shift on his laps and you sat with your back against his chest. then his hands moved to hem of your chemise and slowly revealed your thighs to Gwayne.

Gwayne looked at your eyes and then looked at Criston's face that was resting against your shoulder. He was kissing you neck softly, and that made you more and more wet.

Gwayne stopped by Criston's feet and he got on his fours. Without breaking his eyes away from yours, he grabbed the hem of your dress with his teeth and pulled it up.

You gasped when the cool air touched your wet pussy, and Gwayne smirked in response.

Then he kissed your inner thighs. His kisses were wet and lingering, because he wanted you to remember every kiss he planted on your skin.

When his lips reached your warmth, he asked you in a whisper.

- for the next kisses... where do you want me to kiss you? Hmm?

Your cheeks were definitely full red and you were happy they couldn't see that under the moonlight.

You felt Criston's hand found the way to your cunt and then he whispered in your ear.

- Is that where you need him, pretty girl?

You liked the way he gave you names that made you feel a little bit more special.

You looked back at Gwayne and whispered "yes".

Gwayne kissed your sensitive nub. Without pulling away, he pulled his tongue out and started licking your sweet nectar off of your pussy. You were so wet that his chin and his nose were all wet, which made him even more happy because now he could taste you perfectly.

It was just the most relaxing scene in the whole world for them. Your whines and moans mixed with the sound of the water flowing in the creek, while your legs were now resting over Gwayne's shoulders and your back was leaning against Criston's chest.

Ser Criston on the other hand was opening the straps of your chemise. While you were moving against him and you tried to hold yourself steady against him, he finally opened opened the straps and uncovered your breasts. The cool air again made you shiver and your nipples became hard.

You didn't know if you had to focus on Gwayne that was eating your pussy restlessly or on Criston that was kissing your neck and shoulders while he was pinching and playing with your nipples.

But all you could do without any thought was to moan and whimper. You weren't even afraid if anyone heard you. You didn't care.

Gwayne bite your nub and after that silent scream he gained from you, he rolled your clit with his tongue several times.

That made you dizzy and the weight in your core that made you want to grind yourself against Gwayne's mouth was getting worse and worse.

You grabbed Criston's muscular arm tightly as you arched your back and started to do as your body was telling you, Grinding your cunt against Gwayne's tongue.

He watched your face and how your eyes were locked to his while all you could call was "uncle" and "Gwayne".

Your other hand moved through Gwayne's auburn locks and you grabbed his hair. It wasn't for control, but you just wanted to make sure he wasn't going to leave you.

Criston knew you were only a breath away from reaching the edge of your pleasure, so he held you tightly against himself and started whispering sweet nothings in your ear. things that you couldn't focus on what they were but you wanted him to keep going.

Gwayne rested his palm somewhere on your tummy to hold you still. He wrapped his lips around your clit and his free fingers slowly started pushing inside of your cunt. You were so slick that he pushed his ring and middle finger easily. That made you almost claw at Criston's arm, because Gwayne's thick and long fingers were touching you in a place that you needed to be touched even more than your clit.

Gwayne started pumping his fingers in and out with a violent rhythm that was making his fingers tired, but your face and how your eyes rolled in your skull when you came all over his face and fingers was enough for him to keep going.

He wanted you to fully ride out your orgasm, so he didn't stop immediately and pumped his fingers four more times, that made you sob in pleasure. After that, Gwayne stopped quickly.

Ser Criston started massaging your lower tummy, but this time it ended as fast as Gwayne crawled on his fours to Gwayne's side and they started making out again.

Criston wanted to taste you on Gwayne's lips, so their tongues started exploring each other's mouths again.

You turned your head around while your chest was rising up and down after your intense orgasm. You wanted to watch them.

Gwayne's hand was moving through Criston's hair, while they weren't kissing but devouring each other.

After few more kisses, Criston broke the kiss and stick his tongue out; He started licking your juices off of Gwayne's chin. At the end, he kissed Gwayne's lips shortly and they smiled.

You weren't satisfied yet. It was you who had came, and both of them were still hard in their breeches.

You didn't want it to end that way, so you slowly stood up. Your legs were still weak, but you could stand up.

You pulled your chemise over your head and threw it on the ground. Now you were all naked in front of them.

Criston grabbed your arm and pulled you down so you were sitting down on the ground by his force. Before any comments from them, you said.

- I still didn't have the ride I wanted.

Gwayne scoffed but then he actually smiled and looked at Criston.

They agreed you all wanted that.

After that, Gwayne laid on the grasses, and Criston started taking off his armor. You settled on top of Gwayne. He helped you open the leather belt that was holding his breeches to his waist, and he let you pull his cock out of his breeches.

You bite your lip when you saw how hard he was in your hand. Gwayne lifted himself up on his elbows and while he was looking at you with love and care in his eyes, he whispered to you like he was telling you a secret.

- you look like a work of art, sent from Gods above Sweet Girl... you look unreal on top of me...

The way he spoke with so much honesty and emotions, gave you a weird feeling in your chest, And also made you want him even more.

You changed the way you were sitting and you shifted forward, so now his sock was between your folds.

Gwayne gasped at the feeling of your warmth and wetness against his, and you felt even more needy.

When Criston was out of his armor, he walked toward you and Gwayne. He stopped beside you, then he grabbed your chin and tilted your face upward.

You didn't act coy with him though. He knew you better than Gwayne did.

You smiled at him with lust all over your eyes, and he took that as a sign that you were more than ready. He nodded at you as a way of approval.

After that, you lifted yourself up from Gwayne's cock and you rubbed his tip against your wet pussy, coating his cock with your juices.

Gwayne's hands moved to your sides and when you placed his tip on your entrance, he helped you to take him inside of you.

You were wet and your body hadn't still fully recovered from your last orgasm, so when his tip entered you, a mix of overstimulation and pleasure took all over your body.

You arched your back when his cock fully entered you. He wasn't bigger than Criston, but he felt different inside of you.

After few moments, you felt eased with him inside of you, so you started moving up and down. His cock slowly moved out of you, and then you let him pull you down as his cock filled you all over again.

Gwayne was trying his best not to whimper at your tightness, but after the second time his cock moved inside of you, He gripped your thighs tightly and grunted your name.

- Gods... she feels heavenly...

Gwayne said as you started bouncing faster and more focused on your own pleasure.

Criston scoffed and grabbed your chin again. This time his cock was out of his breeches as well. He ordered you to "open your mouth" with a tap of his tip on your lips.

When you opened your mouth while you were trying to bounce on Gwayne's cock, Criston carefully slid his cock inside of your mouth.

You whimpered when Gwayne held you still and he started thrusting his hips upwards, his tip hitting your insides deliciously.

With every thrust of Gwayne's cock, your work on Criston's cock became harder because you were also pushed upwards and it made his tip to hit the back of your throat, making you gag around him.

Criston could see how your eyes were wet under the moonlight, so he moved his fingers through your hair to take more control of your head.

Gwayne's breath became more and more shallow with every thrust of his cock, because you clenched around him and whimpered quietly around Criston's cock. He was trying his best to find your sweet spot and give your more pleasure, so his thrusts became more deep and harsh, as his thumb started rubbing messy circles on your clit.

You were genuinely feeling out of your body. Your body was in full pleasure, in a way that you neither could focus on riding Gwayne's cock or sucking Criston's cock, but when Gwayne's tip hit that spot inside of you that made your eyes roll inside of your, you came back to reality a little bit more.

You started rolling your tongue around Criston's cock while he was guiding your head. Criston grunted the same way Gwayne did earlier, and started caressing back of your head.

You couldn't tear your gaze away from Criston's face, because his face so painted by pleasure that his handsome features looked Godly. His lips, his eyes, his throat... everything in him seemed otherworldly.

Gwayne kept fucking you in the same exact spot, while he was rubbing your sensitive clit. The way you clenched around him, drove him closer and closer to his edge of pleasure. For that reason, his grunts were now only moans of your name.

After two more thrusts, Gwayne started to lose his resistance. He gripped your hips with both of your hand and he started pulling you up and down impatiently.

- Oh Gods... keep going like that My Angel... I'm so close...

Gwayne said with his voice that was out of breath.

That made Criston to work faster, because he wanted to come at the same time Gwayne did.

You placed your hands on Criston's hips and gripped him tightly as you started moving yourself with the same pace Gwayne was thrusting his cock inside of you.

Gwayne groaned when you sqirmed and moan around Criston's cock. You couldn't breath after you felt that knot in your core started to feeling heavier and more sensitive. Criston realized that, so he suddenly pulled his cock out of your mouth and let your moans to be free.

You looked down at Gwayne; he was laying on his back while he was trying to hold your thighs as you bounced on his cock. Your legs were tired, but seeking your orgasm gave you enough motivation to ride him with all your will.

- uncle Gwayne... please... I'm about to... I'm so close...

Your words were so messy because your mind was all drowned in pleasure that you couldn't even form short sentences.

Gwayne laughed at your , his voice rougher and deeper because of lust. He lifted himself up a little bit and grabbed your waist, supporting your body. Then he started thrusting his hips upwards again, hitting your sweet spot again and again. He was doing it nonstop.

Your body started trembling after the new wave of pleasure. It was like they both were pouring lust and pleasure inside of your veins.

You lifted your head up to look at Criston with puppy eyes. Your eyes were filled with need.

That made Criston even more relentless. You slowly moved your hand to his cock and you started rubbing his still wet member. Then you opened your mouth again and let his cock in your mouth, which was followed by a growl-ish sound from him.

You started sucking him again and Gwayne's cock twitched inside of you as he watched you doing that.

And his thrusts turned quicker.

You took Criston's cock fully inside of your mouth again, his tip touching back of you throat. Again, Your eyes went wet but they widened when that pressure in your cunny was free. You whimpered around Criston's cock and you pulled your head back.

Gwayne quickly started rubbing your clit with his thumb, which made you shiver in pleasure. The whole world around you turned quiet and you cried out.

- Keep doing her like that...

Criston ordered to Gwayne. But Gwayne couldn't hold himself longer while your cuny was gripping his cock that way.

Criston knew that you reached your edged. He moved his hand to his cock and started jerking himself.

Even though you had your second orgasm, Gwayne keot thrusting his hips upwards which made your body quiver. Tears of pain and pleasure ran down your cheeks, and you lifted your head to look at Criston with pleading eyes.

That confused look of lust and pain in your eyes while you couldn't stop yourself from gasping and whimpering, made his movements of his hand faster.

- open your mouth for papa... hmmm

Criston said that and obeyed without a second thought.

Watching that scene made Gwayne to groan again and he give your pussy one last thrust, deeper and harsher inside of you. He came immediately as he watched Criston jerking his cock and ropes of his cum painting your face and tongue.

Now everything was in peace.

You shifted on Gwayne and slowly he pulled his cock out of you. That sensation made you whimper again.

You felt so tired and sore, all over your body. Gwayne smiled at you and then he tucked at your arm and pulled you down; so You laid down beside him on the grasses.

The dark blue of the sky was painted with shining stars and the moon, and a cool breeze moved through the trees.

Criston picked up your chemise from the ground. after that he laid down beside you and he whispered to you.

- you have forgotten something... Haven't you?

You hesitated for a moment to think about what he was referring to, and a little playful smile appeared on your lips when you remembered.

- Thank you papa...

Criston was satisfied by you and he smiled back at you.

He looked at Gwayne, who was watching you two with confusion in his eyes. Criston winked at him and then whispered in your ear.

- You have to thank Uncle Gwayne as well.

You bite your bottom lip after Criston's request reached your mind. He was right though...

For that reason, you tilted your head so you could look at Gwayne's eyes.

- Thank you, Uncle Gwayne.

Gwayne didn't understand why you thanked him, so he just stared at you with confused look on his face.

You and your two knights laid there for a while. Criston cleaned your face and body all over again, and Gwayne helped you apply your oils on your skin and hair.

After three of you put your clothes on, Criston cradled you in his armored arms and walked back toward the camp.

And you acted like nothing had happened by the river.

But in the 3 weeks that was left from your journey to Old Town, you openly excused alone walks with Ser Gwayne or Ser Criston as your guards, which leaded to you being held against the trees while they fucked you gently so no one could hear the sound of your skins touching each other.

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