- Mattias -
[ You had sex with Catelyn Stark ]
[ You received a "Harem King" ]
[ You had impregnated Catelyn Stark ]
[ You received a "Soul Marriage" ]
The next day, Mattias lay beside Catelyn, the quiet of the night broken only by the soft murmur of the river outside. When they had finished bathing beneath the moonlight, he had invited her to rest within his quarters.
Now, the Lady of Riverrun lay beside him, her form half-hidden beneath the linen sheets, exhaustion softening her usually guarded features.
A faint flush lingered on her cheeks, her breath steady, her red hair spilling across the pillow like liquid fire.
Mattias watched her in silence, a strange calm filling him. He hadn't expected the night to unfold this way, nor that the Fates themselves would weave yet another thread into his path.
A faint smile curved his lips as he thought.
'So, even this… brings reward.'
[ Harem King ]
[ Description: You are a harem king to be, your preferred partners are more attracted to you and society as a whole does not see a problem with you having a harem. In addition, your partners do not mind you dating others either, they might still have their own problems but the concept of a harem isn't one of them. ]
[ Soul Marriage ]
[ Description: You can soul marry a target of your choosing, they must be willing to marry you. With a kiss they will become your bride and get a soul ring on their ring finger, you can freely share your energy with your wives and vice versa. You can also teleport to their location or they can teleport to yours with an 8-hour cooldown. You can track the current state of your wives and their location. You can also give them your abilities and take them back without penalty. ]
The first reward was…interesting to say the least. Having a harem would become a lot easier than before, especially how it would make society accept it.
But the second was what caught his eyes the most. It would help him protect his woman from danger if they ever need him.
As he was thinking of what he should do next, Catelyn began to wake up from her slumber and felt confused at first then realized what happened and turned to see Mattias gentle smile.
"Y-Your grace."
Catelyn recalled what happened last night and she never knew she would experience an insane pleasure before. Though, she only was with one man and never felt another.
Everything she did with Mattias was a new experience. She was manhandled in ways she can't even begin to describe. He was both rough and gentle with her and never did something she didn't like.
"Good morning, I hope you've slept well, my lady."
Mattias said lean forward to gently kiss her forehead that sent shivers to Catelyn. She blushed even harder and tried to calm herself down.
"...I…I did, thank you for comforting me."
Catelyn said with a warm smile and Mattias nodded.
"Well then," Mattias began, his tone calm but firm.
"let's speak about our relationship—for the time being."
Catelyn's gaze flickered toward him, a faint blush coloring her cheeks, yet she nodded in quiet agreement.
"Our feelings are… complicated," he admitted. "But I believe that, given time, they will grow into something genuine—something precious. You need not trouble yourself over the future of our child." His eyes softened as he spoke.
"I intend to reshape this realm, Catelyn. The Seven Kingdoms will no longer be chained by the old ways."
She listened silently, uncertainty and curiosity warring within her.
"I have no noble house," Mattias continued, his voice steady.
"And even if I did, Westeros would never accept a foreign name among its great houses. But that matters little. I will not build upon their broken foundation. I will replace it with something better. A realm where worth is measured by merit, not by birth. Where power serves the many, not the few. Strength above all."
His words hung in the air like an oath, quiet yet unyielding.
Catelyn nodded having heard that his homeland has different ways of handling their leadership. She recalled that Mattias homeland is run by system called Democracy.
However, he has complicated feelings on Democracy. In his own words.
"I admire that it gives the people the freedom to choose their leaders… but I despise how often they choose the worst among them. Democracy is beautiful in theory — freedom, equality, choice. In practice, it's a parade of fools voting for the loudest liar."
Mattias intends to change everything into what Noxus represents where it does not matter who or where you came from as long as you prove yourself then that's all that matters.
A Meritocratic Authoritarian Empire is what Mattias intends to govern.
Mattias had intended to only play this game to pass time but he started to grow ambitious and enjoyed the thought of kingdom building.
"Yes, I share the same sentiment as you do, your grace. I am confident that I am not yet in love with you but I do intend to devote myself to you."
Catelyn smiled and Mattias nodded as he leaned in to kiss her. At that moment, a ring suddenly appeared in her hand.
She was surprised when it appeared in her fingers.
"Is this your doing, your grace?"
"Yes, when you kiss me and desire for marriage then it manifests and bounded our soul." Mattias said looking at her ring that had a golden ring and two fish in a circular manner.
"Not only that, in my homeland, many countries propose to a woman with a ring and signify that the woman is to be married until they are wed through a ceremony in which you and I would have our own rings."
Mattias goes into details on the tradition and meaning behind the rings. Catelyn was in awe when she learned of its significance.
Though, Mattias knew that engagement rings are simply tactics made by businessmen that eventually became a trend. Normally, it simply be goats or an apple that would be enough of a gesture.
"How beautiful." Catelyn stared at her ring and felt a deeper connection to Mattias than before.
"Yes but it's less than you." Mattias flirted and Catelyn's face heated up then smiled.
'Gosh, she looks so cute.'
He inwardly thought enjoying teasing and showing her affection.
The sheets shifted as Mattias' arousal stirred beneath them, tenting upwards with an insistent throb.Catelyn's gaze was drawn to the prominent bulge, her breath catching in her throat.
"My lord..." she murmured, her voice laden with desire.
"Let me take care of it for you."
She reached out, trailing her fingertips along the length of his erection through the thin fabric. Mattias groaned softly, his hips lifting into her touch.
"Go ahead, I'll let you take control."
With a sultry smile, Catelyn peeled back the sheets, revealing Mattias in all his glory. His cock jutted proudly from a thatch of dark curls, thick and veined, the tip glistening with pre-cum.
She leaned in close, inhaling deeply of his musky scent. It filled her nostrils and fogged her mind with lust.
Catelyn's fingertips traced the thick vein pulsing along the underside of his cock, slick with pre-cum that glistened in the dim light. She tightened her grip, sliding her palm up his shaft with deliberate slowness, relishing the low groan it tore from his throat.
Leaning forward, her breath ghosted over the swollen head before her tongue darted out, a hot, wet stripe from base to tip. The taste flooded her senses: salt and musk and pure, primal arousal.
His hips bucked involuntarily, the coarse hair at his groin brushing her knuckles as she worked him. She lingered at the crown, swirling her tongue around the sensitive slit, drinking in the sharp gasp above her.
The scent of him, warm skin, sweat, and desire hung heavy in the air between them. Every ridge, every throb beneath her lips felt amazing.
The musky scent of arousal filled the humid air as her mouth worked him deeper, her tongue tracing each pulsing vein with wet, deliberate swirls. Matthias gasped, a sharp, ragged sound, his fingers tangling violently in her hair as she hollowed her cheeks, suction tightening around his shaft.
She tasted salt and skin and the faint tang of his pre-come weeping onto her tongue, thick and slick. His thighs trembled against the velvet chaise, every nerve ending screaming as she dragged her lips slowly back up to the swollen crown, flicking the slit with the pointed tip of her tongue before swallowing him down again, deeper this time, until her nose pressed into the coarse hair at his base.
A groan ripped from his chest, raw and desperate. Her eyes locked onto his, unblinking, as she took his entire length, throat muscles fluttering against him in a rhythmic, choking pressure that made his vision blur.
The stale tang of whiskey still clung to Mattias's skin, a sharp counterpoint to the musk of sweat and exertion radiating from him as Catelyn knelt on the bed. Her jaw ached pleasantly, stretched wide around the thick, veined shaft thrusting rhythmically against the back of her throat.
She could taste him fully now. The salt, skin, the faint metallic hint of pre-come leaking onto her tongue.
"Grrr..ah…Go deeper."
His low, guttural command vibrated through her skull, her own muffled groan answering him as she forced herself further down.
Her nose pressed into the wiry curls at his base, inhaling his raw, manly scent, thick and primal. Tears welled in her eyes, blurring the sight of his knuckles gripping the bedsheets.
Her throat muscles spasmed involuntarily, a tight, fluttering resistance against the relentless invasion.
One hand gripped the base of his cock, slick with her saliva and his own slickness, guiding the punishing rhythm while her other hand slid down her own belly into her wet pussy.
She pressed hard against her clit, a sharp jolt of pleasure arcing through her core as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking fiercely while taking him impossibly deep.
The head of his cock bumped against her clenched throat opening, a suffocating pressure that made her gasp around him, the wet, choking sound only spurring him to push harder, deeper, claiming every inch of her mouth.
Her head moved in a relentless rhythm, lips stretched taut around his throbbing shaft while her tongue swirled along the sensitive ridge beneath the crown. Mattias could feel the slick heat of her mouth, the suction pulling him deeper with each downward plunge, her throat muscles fluttering as she took him to the hilt.
His fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her pace as his hips jerked involuntarily off the mattress. Pressure coiled low in his belly, a familiar, urgent tightening that radiated down his thighs.
"Fuck Catelyn, I'm close," he gasped, voice ragged, his knuckles white where they gripped the sheets.
"Gonna come... now—"
She didn't slow, hollowing her cheeks, humming around him until the vibration shot straight to his balls as the first hot pulse gathered at the base of his spine.
Catelyn didn't waste anything and swallowed it down, her throat muscles working to milk every last drop from him. She continued to suck gently even as he softened in her mouth, cleaning him thoroughly.
Finally, she released him with a soft pop, sitting back on her heels as she licked her lips. Mattias lay sprawled on the bed, chest heaving as he caught his breath. His eyes were heavy-lidded, a lazy smile curling his lips.
"That was... incredible," he murmured, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face.
"You never cease to amaze me, Catelyn."She blushed at the praise, ducking her head shyly.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, your grace."she said softly.
Mattias chuckled and pulled her up beside him, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling into her neck.
"Enjoyed it? I think enjoyed is an understatement. Now it's your turn."