@legendsaresooftenwarnings requested: “What if Ramsay has a legitimate sister that Roose is trying to marry off to a younger son, and Ramsay just keeps killing them?”
Warnings; (half) sibling incest, graphic description of violence, smut, sexual language, Ramsay Bolton?
You glanced out over your shoulder, barely peering around the corner as Ramsay’s hands began to trail up your skirt. You could feel his lips trailing up your neck, his nose dragging across your pulse point as he left wet kisses and quick bites along the sensitive flesh. “Careful,” you warned rather softly under your breath, “this isn’t a good spot for-” as you made a move to push off the wall, Ramsay pushed you back into place with quickness, a growl sounding in his lower throat, guttural.
“I’ll kill him. I’ll cut his heart out of his body and feed it to him on a silver platter, I’ll-” his voice was muffled by your skin, but it didn’t much matter. The words had their intended effect, and you were soon shivering in his arms.
Mentions of Domestic Violence + Strong Language Warning!
{Hope you enjoy! This ended up being a bit short, so, sorry!}
The Maester trailed behind Ramsay, stuttering as he attempted to dissuade the Bolton. “My Lord, the Lady is quite weary, perhaps it’s best-”
Ramsay glared coldly over his shoulder, his mouth set in a firm line. “My Lady is none of your concern. Nor is my offspring. Your purpose has been served, now, stop pestering me.”
The Maester nodded once, frowning to himself.
Everyone knew of Ramsay’s penchant for strong male heirs, particularly his insistence that the Gods would bless him with a healthy son. Though Ramsay had never been devout, he’d exhausted every prayer, every blessing he could buy, all to ensure that the child in her womb would be a male heir.
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