A New Player in the Game

Chapter summary: Sansa is saved by a mystery knight working as a sell sword, hired by her mother while she visited the Stormlands to protect her and bring her to safety. He is successful and this leads to the two of them making their way back to the Northern Camp. And well, end up fucking.

Chapter 1

~ Sansa Stark POV ~

Sansa Stark couldn't believe just how fast her life had turned around. It seemed like only yesterday when she was living happily with her family back in Winterfell. Back in the North. Her mother who doted on her and told her how proud she was of the woman she was becoming every day. Her father who never failed to show his affection to her, even he had to work throughout the day and manage his lordly responsibilities.

But most of all she missed her siblings. She did not have the strongest bond with all of them, including Jon, but she loved them greatly. Even Arya, regardless of all their fights and the fact they taunted and tortured each other at every turn. She missed all of them.

She curses her dumb mind every day when she chose the side of the cruel little tyrant known as Prince Joffrey, over her sister's. She lost her Lady because of this. Her sweet, sweet Lady, the calmest of the bunch.

And now here she was.

Alone in the Red Keep. Getting beaten up for Joffrey's amusement every day. Getting taunted by the Queen while she, the cruel witch, a woman she once admired and idolized, every morning. Her father was dead because of her mistakes. Her brother was at war with the realm. And her sister was missing. Alone, out there in this shit hole of a city. Was she even alive? She didn't know. and that scared her more than anything else.

Right now, as she stared out the balcony of her room in the Red Keep, her mind raced as she thought about all this. Her day tomorrow would consist of the same thing and she had to bear it all again.

As she looked at the moon, she prayed with all her might, hoping that the Seven would send her a savior. Someone who would finally take her pain away and take her home.

Just as she was about to turn around and walk in to her room, a hand grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth as she began struggling and screaming against her kidnapper.

She had tales of how depraved the men down south were from the maids and people who worked in the keep. She also hadn't missed the way most soldiers stared at her, especially due to the dresses Joffrey and the Queen Mother forced her to wear. No doubt to humiliate her and shame her even more.

But she never thought this would happen to her right here, in her own room of all places.

Was this it? Was she truly going to be forced upon and then discarded like a cheap thrall. Was this her destiny? Maybe this was the way of the Seven to punish her for her sins.

'Family, Duty, Honor.'

The words of House Tully, her mother's house. She hadn't abided by any of them. She chose her desires of becoming a Queen over her family. She chose to stick by Joffrey instead of doing her duty to her Houses and trying to save her father and sister. And she forsake honor when she lied about Joffrey and Arya's encounter while they were travelling down to King's Landing.

Defeat and acceptance were the only two emotions she could feel right now.

As she struggled, she thought of all of this but eventually, her body stilled and with closed eyes and bated breathes, she waited her defilement. Maybe he would be kind enough and killer her too.

"MY LADY!" a voice screamed near her.

Slowly she regained her wits and looked around. The man who had grabbed her, her alleged kidnapper, looked at her with a face full of concern. He pulled her towards him, her chest pressed against his as he gently stroked her back and made her feel safe. Safer than she had every felt in this shit infested city.

"My lady, please. Please calm yourself. I'm not here to harm you. Your mother, Lady Catelyn, has tasked me with saving you and returning you back to your lands," her alleged kidnapper/possible savior whispered in her ears.

The moment she heard this she looked up with eyes full of hope. However, she wasn't as naïve as she was before. She pulled away from, slight disappointment making its way through her mind as she felt the loss of heat and safety, but she steeled her nerves and looked at the man, who she now noticed was one of the most muscular people she had seen in a while.

He stood comfortably over a head taller than her, possibly just as tall as Ser Jaime. He possessed dazzling amber colored eyes that stared at her with concern and pity. His facial features weren't as visible due to the cloth he had wrapped around his head, possibly as a disguise. But she could make out the sandy skin near his eyes.

She looked up at him with slight fear and possible hope in her eyes, and asked with a soft, trembling voice, "Prove your words to me. My mother must have given you a way to assure me that she had indeed sent you to rescue me. I need proof or else I will scream." Her lips quivered as she spoke, hoping that this wasn't a farce and that she would truly be rescued today.

The man chuckled surprisingly, before her took a small light blue colored napkin out of his trousers. As he unfolded it, recognition made its way through her as she gasped. Tears began gathering in her eyes. It was the same napkin she had gifted her mother as a going away present!

She had sewn it herself and it even had the insignia of a wolf and a fish intertwined with one another, showing both the houses her mother belonged too.

If he possessed that then…

Her mind snapped as emotions flooded her system. She fell to her knees right there on the balcony as she wept and wept. Months of abuse finally taking a toll on her, alongside the fact this agony was finally about to end.

She felt an eternity passed her, but only a few moments later, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her as hands gently rubbed her head and her back, making her realize that this indeed was a reality. She was going home!

She couldn't help but throw her arms around her savior as she buried her face in his rather muscled up chest and let the tears fall.

Finally.

~ Mystery Knight POV ~

This poor girl. Losing her entire family in a matter of months. while it was pretty common in this world, a sheltered girl like her shouldn't have to go through what she had to at the hands of the savages known as Lannisters. Well, I have another reason to destroy them completely now and no one will bat an eye this time. The North could possibly be the only realm who would've been against it due to Ned Stark's honor. But now? Thanks to Joffrey Waters, that's one thing that has been cleared up.

Sansa must've been weeping for close to 15 minutes now. But she has finally fallen asleep. The tiredness must have caught up to her.

"You might want to hurry up, good ser. I have taken care of the guards outside but you still have to be on your way towards the Riverlands as fast as possible. The Lannisters won't take her disappearance lightly, considering she is the only hostage they have now," a voice spoke up from behind me. A voice had come to know too well.

"What about the other noble girl? The blonde? Some Poole if I am not mistaken," I questioned back.

"Littlefinger tried to whore her out but I had her replaced. She'll be accompanying me to Dorne alongside your sister. A Princess needs a handmaiden after all," the voice replied, and I knew the bald bastard took great amusement in saying that.

I couldn't help but chuckle too.

"Very well. Take care of them Varys. Should things go according to plan, and if my visions prove to be true, I shall see you with a few moons."

"As you command, my prince. Shall I assume you are going to try and charm the Stark girl and then proceed with the plan?"

"Yes, Varys. Right now, even though I am not completely happy with it, her mental state is ideal for us to turn her into a valuable ally. Given the history of our houses, I believe this will help alleviate a lot of tension for us and could be the only way for our Houses to not be at each other's throats."

I picked her up and turned around, coming face to face with the Master of Whispers, a tunnel's entrance visible behind the wall he was standing. Maegor was one paranoid bastard, but his paranoia is what will help me greatly right now.

Varys handed me a sack, full of gold, clothing and a few weapons like a sword and daggers.

"Be safe, Prince Aegon. The realm needs you a lot more than you realize."

"Do not worry, Varys. I shall rest only when I have the heads of Tywin and the Mountain decorating the halls of the keep. See you soon my friend," I told him, my head held high, my confidence unwavering, just as he nodded back and gave way for me to move into the tunnel.

And with that, I walked forward. Intent on finally bringing the plan we had been formulating for years now to fruition.

~ Sansa POV ~

After a comfortable night, free of nightmares for the first time in months, Sansa found herself waking up in bed that gently rocked her body back and forth. She could hear the winds rustling and the sounds of waves crashing against something. Wait, waves?

Startled, the red she wolf jerked up, her eyes fluttering open as she woke up in an unrecognizable place. it looked like she was on a ship, and the only reason it felt like that was because she had previously visited Bear Island once with her father and Robb. Where in the seven hell was she?

"Fear not my lady. This ship is safe and will safely help us reach our destination," a voice said from beside her. When she turned to see the source of it, she was met with the face of one of the most handsome men she had ever seen.

Dusky skin, high cheekbones, amber eyes and a lovely smile that made her swoon. His shoulder length black hair had been tied up in a way she hadn't seen before, and it made her heart flutter.

"So…so I am truly rescued? I don't have to bear the Lannisters anymore?" she questioned her realitry in a tiny voice, hoping this wasn't a dream.

"You are my lady. You are."

For the first time in months she laughed, and she laughed heartily. She once again got up and embraced her savior, thanking the Seven to finally grant her plea.

A few minutes after her celebration, her savior stated some things to her. "My lady right now we have left King's Landing. From there on out, we shall sail for Gulltown. Your brother's army has steadily moved into the Riverlands but the bulk of their army is still concentrated at the impasse between The Twins and Riverrun. Should the weather favor us, you will be with your family within a moon."

That truly was the best news she had ever received.

"By the way, good ser, what shall I call you?" she questioned, wanting the name of the man who had been nothing but kind to her.

"I apologize my lady, but us sellswords from Essos aren't permitted to give our real name unless necessary. For now, you may call me Knight. It is the name I operate with."

Knight. How mysterious. It just added to his charm.

She didn't know what it was, but whenever he looked at her, she would feel some kind of heat develop in between her legs. She had read about this. One day Jeyne and her had stolen a few books from the library… to prepare for the future. Not for something indecent!

If she was truly feeling this way about her rescuer, she was sure she could resist it. After all she was the daughter of Lord Eddard Stark.

~ Days Later ~

She couldn't take it anymore! The entire ship ride here, to Gulltown, she had spent every waking moment beside her mystery knight. She had slept beside him on the same bed (so that she feels protected!). She had spoken to him about things she never spoke to anyone about. She watched him train too. Shirtless! How was she supposed to be the same after that!

Beside whenever he touched her while they trained, yes she had been forced to learn how to use a dagger for her safety, she felt like a thousand ants crawled her body the moment their skin met.

She knew he desired her too. She had seen his gaze land on her chest when she stretched in the morning and her behind whenever she walked ahead of him, deliberately swaying her hips the way she had seen the ladies in the South do. She knew he wanted her too.

But why wasn't he doing anything about it!

They had been in Gulltown for 3 days, under disguise of course. He had stocked up on supplies for the long trip that awaited them and tonight was their last night here. They were to leave as soon as dawn broke out. And she decided she had enough.

She had not been idle in Gulltown. While her time outside was limited to when most people were in their houses, she had bought fabrics and decided to sew two new dresses for herself, to catch his attention (Check images). She would only wear them for him of course, she wasn't a harlot! Besides while travelling, she would be wearing her disguise most of the time anyway so safety wasn't an issue.

And with that she moved forward with her plan.

Later that night, when her knight arrived in their chambers, she dressed up in one of her new dresses and stood up to greet him.

"My lady, I wasn't expecting you to be awake at this hour. Is there something you need?" he questioned, while he removed his chainmail and remained in his trousers and a simple garment that covered his upper body.

"Yes, good ser. I wanted to finally show you what I desire the most at the moment. And I assure you I will never regret it," she spoke with as much confidence she could manage in her voice, a light blush covering her face.

She then moved closer to him. Her er tits pressed up against his muscled torso, and she closed the gap between their lips. She grabbed for his mouth hungrily with her own and then slowly pulled away, observing the surprise in his eyes.

"Take me, good ser. Please," making the most innocent doe eyes at him ever.

And with that, all hesitation went out the window as her savior closed the gap between them and pulled her onto him with a hungry grab at her ass, it molded itself to the shape of his hand. Her stomach was now pressing against his rock, hard manhood as she stared into his eyes with carnal fascination and a gasp from the sudden grab. Involuntarily, she grinded her body against his throbbing manhood, feeling it pulsating against her stomach as Aegon grabbed her ass with both hands and began to maul her ass cheeks. Her hands trailed all over his muscled body as she took in her savior's manly scent. The smell that drove her wild.

Aegon then spun her around and backed Sansa against the wall.

He then stripped the fabric off her body leaving her stark naked, before she could even comprehend what was happening.

Sansa Stark was a true beauty with her fair unblemished skin, flat stomach and full pair of breasts with erect nipples. Her alluringly shaped thighs concealed a slight tuft of auburn hair that concealed her delicious, wet pussy.

"You want me to touch you lower?" her saviour asked her after his hands roam over her pert tits and belly while breathes in the scent of her auburn locks. She had a massive hot ass and a firm set of E cup tits. Her wide hips slanted towards her small waist giving her an alluring, curvy figure that only served to make him harder.

"Mmm hmmm!" Sansa responds, unable to form any words owing to his masterful caresses.

He then began guiding his hand down to her sex where he could feel her wet juices seep into his fingers. He turned his finger inwards and slid it deep into her pussy. Her hips pushing up into his grasp and he cupped her pussy, leading her to give out a sound of absolute pleasure.

Meanwhile, her saviour placed his other hand on her chest and began alternatively between squeezing each breast. Right to left and back to right, each squeeze resulting in a jolt of pleasure shooting down Sansa's spine. She curled up against the wall with Aegon holding her back against the wall.

Sansa threw her hips up to meet his strokes. He pulled away from her and left the young woman panting against the wall. She slid down almost to one knee watching with wide eyes as the mystery knight disrobed himself.

Sansa's mouth fell open from the shock when she laid her eyes upon his massive manhood. Even though she had no prior experience with men or the act itself, she could not help but come to the conclusion that it was far too large to fit in her. She tried to put her worries and fears into words but once again her voice failed her and all that came out from her mouth was a needy moan.

"Go ahead. Let's see if you can get it all in your mouth," her saviour told her as he guides her, his eyes showing a feral dominance she had seen for the first time. it served to only fuel her desire to give her all to him.

Eager to prove herself, Sansa practically growled as she tried to swallow his massive cock. She didn't know what she's doing but the pleasurable grunts given out by her knight serve both as guidance and encouragement to her. Soon enough, the young woman managed to give Aegon a pretty good workout of his cock.

Aegon helped Sansa up to her feet and marched her over to the bed. He turned her around so she pressed against the bed with her legs spread. He pressed his hands firmly against her body. He could easily slide into her from behind and take her.

'But the moment has not yet arrived,' Aegon felt and he barked out a command to the young maiden.

"Get on the bed."

Sansa obeyed Aegon without a second thought. He then motioned for her to turn around and she did, sprawling out on the bed. Her beautiful body dripping with sweat and arousal as Aegon climbed on top of her and guides his cock against her entrance for a minute. She looked straight into his eyes as he lined himself up with her entrance. His head teasing her clit.

"Please" she begged him, "I need it, I need you in me". Then he thrust inside her. Slowly parting her tight pussy while she moaned in relief. He drew back, and then forced more of his cock into her causing her moans to deepen. She laid back flat on the desk, her auburn hair spread out around her head and her blue eyes fixed onto his green ones as he slowly began to rhythmically thrust into her. He could only fit half of his huge cock into her before he would begin pounding at her cervix, but that was more than enough to send her into a cumming frenzy.

He could feel her come when her pussy became impossibly tight around this thick member. Her moans grew more and more erotic, while he thrust into her faster and faster. Her mind could only focus on his cock as it continually pushed at her entrance and caused her stomach to bulge with each quick thrust.

Then he changed his pace and began to draw his long length out and pound into her with long thrusts. This was too much for Sansa. With every thrust she came on him. He was hitting all of her sensitive spots so hard that all she could think about was that he was going to seed her, but her mind was so lost in pleasure that at this stage it was enough to make her cum again. Her breasts moved up and down with her deep, laboured breathing, jigging with each thrust. After almost 20 minutes of rough, intense fucking, he pulled out of her.

Then without a warning he sheathed himself within her again, holding her down as he buried himself deeper inside of her body, finally letting his seed out. Sansa bottomed out on his cock, biting down her lip, and let out a scream of pleasure.

She didn't know what happened, but she felt the most magnificent feeling of her life in that moment and it took her breath away. Literally, as she drifted into unconsciousness.

And after making sure the two of them would be safe through the night, Aegon did too.

The next morning, Aegon woke up to a horny Sansa, touching his morning wood as she made slight moans of pleasure.

"Looks like someone's eager" he said, a knowing smirk on his face.

The auburn-haired beauty simply blushed and looked at him with the same look she had in her eyes last night. Well, they could afford to leave the inn a bit later than they planned.

Author's Notes

Part of my new series. You know where to find advanced chapters and images. Go check it out. 

You know where to find more: p@tre*n.com/LuciferFF

Ciao, till then.