Chapter 303: Catelyn and Petyr - III
Littlefinger's Brothel, King's Landing
POV of Catelyn Stark
'Ned, since you've done this to me in the past, it's okay for me to do it too, right? After all, it's just a one-time thing. Tomorrow, both Petyr and I will forget everything. Besides, we already did it yesterday, today is just to remember yesterday..."
After finding an excuse in her mind, Catlyn began to respond to Petyr more animatedly.
Then Petyr pulled out his breeches, releasing his already erect cock. He then pulled back the sheet covering Catelyn and tossed it aside.
After spreading Catelyn's legs, he aligned his cock with her cunt and thrust hard, driving it all the way in.
"Ahhhhh…" Catlyn moaned as Petyr entered her, and the pleasure she felt now, combined with the pleasure of yesterday's memories, made her orgasm.
What happened next in that room was beyond anything Catelyn could have ever thought.
Petyr fucked her repeatedly in various positions: lying on her back on the bed, on her hands and feet, like an animal fucking, bending her over on the table, and against the wall.
Furthermore, after Petyr had cum in her cunt several times, he ignored her protests and began fucking her in the arse. It was painful at first, but the pain soon gave way to a different kind of pleasure. Catelyn had never felt anything like it before.
After Petyr had cum inside her cunt once more, he asked her to lick his cock clean and prepare it for another fuck.
Of course, Catelyn refused. As a lady, it was impossible for her to do such a shameful thing.
But after Petyr had fucked her in the arse and cunt a few more times, she found herself kneeling before Petyr, licking his cock. A moment later, Petyr had grabbed her by the head and was rapidly thrusting his shaft into her throat.
Catelyn experienced things today that she had never experienced before. And, as embarrassing as it was to admit, she couldn't remember ever being so satisfied.
But after about an hour of fucking, Petyr said that they didn't have much time left and that she needed to prepare if she wanted to make it to the tourney.
Then Petyr left the room, and Catelyn stood there in the room for a moment, Petyr's seed flowing from her cunt and arsehole, her body and hair covered in his seed also.
And this time, she remembered it all clearly and enjoyed every moment. And she... didn't regret it.
'Now we're even, Ned,' Catelyn thought.
She put on the temporary clothes Petyr had brought her, then went to a room with hot water and a basin to wash herself.
After washing and putting on her own clothes again, she returned to Petyr's room. Petyr was sitting in a chair by the table, a steaming cup of tea in front of the empty chair.
"Your... special tea," Petyr said. And Catelyn was grateful for that.
After Petyr had cum inside her so much, she was almost sure she would be pregnant.
And it was impossible to find Moon Tea anywhere else for her.
After all, Moon Tea wasn't something a lady could always carry around. If a lady carried Moon Tea, it meant she was either cheating on her husband or unwilling to bear his child.
Both were accusations that would have caused serious trouble for a woman of her status.
She sat down in the empty chair at the table and began sipping her tea quickly.
But what she didn't know was that the tea she drank, while similar in taste, smell, and appearance to Moon Tea, was actually just an ordinary tea, nothing special. Except it was produced to resemble Moon Tea.
To ensure the gift he'd prepared for Lord Stark wouldn't go to waste, Petyr had prepared a similar tea to Moon Tea, lacking any special properties, instead of the real Moon Tea.
After drinking "Moon Tea" and donning her makeup, she left Petyr's brothel from the hidden tunnel that led to a corridor some distance from her room in the Red Keep.
With some luck, no one would even realize that she had left Red Keep at all.
Though once she left the brothel, she remembered Petyr's smiles and wondered why they seemed so fake.
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POV of Petyr Baelish
Petyr saw Catelyn off through the secret passage and set off to attend to his business at the tourney. But as he headed towards the tourney, his thoughts lingered on his experiences with Catelyn.
Frankly, he hadn't thought he could fuck her while she was sober, but it had been easier than he'd anticipated.
Perhaps being so far from home and Lord Stark, with no one aware she'd been with Petyr, had made her bolder.
After all, they had already fucked the night before, and since no one would know, it wouldn't hurt to do it a few more times, right?
That's probably what Catelyn thought, but would no one really know?
Petyr had given her fake Moon Tea, and perhaps in a few weeks, Catelyn would start showing signs of pregnancy. By then, getting rid of the baby with Moon Tea would be impossible.
Trying to abort the baby by any other means was nearly impossible. If Catelyn tried, someone would definitely find out: the servants, the guards, the measters.
And the last thing Catelyn wanted was for anyone to find out she was trying to abort her baby. Even if they found out she was pregnant, it wouldn't be that bad for her.
Because Catelyn could have explained the pregnancy by saying the baby belonged to Lord Stark. After all, she hadn't left Winterfell that long.
But if she were caught trying to abort the baby, or if it was discovered later, it would practically prove her guilt.
So, when Catelyn discovered she was pregnant, she would have no choice but to accept it, have the child as Lord Stark's, and raise it as her own.
Perhaps she could even return to Winterfell to carry the pregnancy and give birth to the child.
Then Lord Stark would have raised not one but two bastards under his roof. And one of them would be Petyr's, not his.
And perhaps Petyr would later write a suspicious letter to Lord Stark about Catelyn's surprise pregnancy. He would point to someone at Reed Keep as the culprit: a Lannister, or perhaps the King himself.
Or, if the baby were a boy, Catelyn could raise her child while Petyr, in time, disposed of the other Stark boys with "accidents". That would ensure his own child would ascend to the North.
This would undoubtedly lead to the extinction of the Stark lineage, even if the Stark family name were passed down through his own child.
Petyr, still concocting other plans, realized he had arrived at the tourney grounds.
And he set aside his plans and focused on the work that awaited him.
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