Castles of Snow

Welcome to the Vale, home to Lord Petyr Baelish and his 'daughter', Alayne Stone.

Role Play, 18+, Non-Canon

"In the game of thrones, even the humblest pieces have wills of their own."
- Lord Petyr Baelish
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4 months ago on January 18th, 2013 | J | 9 notes
I received a lovely Christmas gift today from a dear follower, @bee_wa. Thank you my lady. ~Petyr

I received a lovely Christmas gift today from a dear follower, @bee_wa. Thank you my lady. ~Petyr

4 months ago on December 24th, 2012 | J | 25 notes
we love you all! <3

we love you all! <3

10 months ago on July 2nd, 2012 | J | 0 notes

Welcome Loyal Followers! We’ve launched a WordPress writing blog to mirror the one we keep on Blogger & we’ve almost finished moving posts over to the new blog. Feel free to follow on WordPress or  on Blogger.
Lots of Love, Alayne & Petyr

11 months ago on June 12th, 2012 | J | 1 note
@Varys_Spider  Yes paddling without a rudder though. *chuckles with amusement* ~Petyr, @MasterofCoin 

@Varys_Spider  Yes paddling without a rudder though. *chuckles with amusement* ~Petyr, @MasterofCoin 

1 year ago on April 11th, 2012 | J | 738 notes
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happy april! happy game of thrones day! ~Alayne &amp; Petyr ♥

happy april! happy game of thrones day! ~Alayne & Petyr ♥

1 year ago on April 1st, 2012 | J | 128 notes
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Petyr & Alayne - Growing Closer ... RP 18+

petyr: walks in on you as you're dressing for bed "…And how is my winter rose this evening?" stands behind you, leaning down to kiss your bare shoulder with his soft lips
alayne: pauses, putting her hairbrush down on the dressing table, a little shiver running down her spine at the touch of your lips "I am well, my love." watches you, smiling at you in the mirror "I'll be better now that you're here with me...."
petyr: rubs his hands up and down your slender arms, whispering in your ear "It’s a cold night... perfect for lovers to warm each other don't you think?" kisses the nape of your neck before slowly turning you around to face him. The Mockingbird smirking a devilish grin, charming and with mysterious intent.
alayne: looks up at you, meeting your gaze, firelight lending a rosy glow to her skin and emphasizing the auburn highlights in her hair "Yes... I agree, it would be a lovely night to be close to the one you love..." takes your hand in smaller one, kissing the tips of your fingers while she looks up into your grey-green eyes
petyr: "I would like you to pleasure me tonight Sansa..." cups your cheek with his other hand, stroking the soft skin with his thumb Come... takes your hand and walks with you to the fur draped bed, taking a seat and starting to unbutton the top portion of his tunic
alayne: obediently drops to her knees in front of you, watching you with wide eyes, biting her lip a little and reaching to help you unbutton your tunic, impatient for you "That would please me too, my sweetling..."
petyr: "Would it now?" chuckles softly, leaning back on his arms and letting you finish undressing him, watching your nimble little fingers working to unlace his breeches, sighing with relief as his erect manhood springs free "Thoughts of you my sweet, have had me quite discomforted throughout the day."
alayne: blushes a little, her eyes on your erection as she pulls apart the material of your breeches. She runs her fingers extremely lightly up your shaft, smiling a little as you jerk in response, still fascinated by the way you respond to her touch "Really, my lord? you honor me with your thoughts ... will you tell me what would please you? …Or shall I make my own way?"
petyr: grins down at you between his legs "First a sweet peck from my little bird on the tip, then her lips may roam where ever she pleases..." reaches to caresses a stray lock of your hair behind an ear, wanting to see your Tully colored eyes clearly
alayne: nods up at you. keeping her eyes locked with yours, she bends her neck, her lips meeting your tip, kissing you lightly, licking at the glistening drop of moisture weeping from your slit, slipping her lips around the head of your cock, sucking softly. her mouth holding you gently, her tongue massaging, swirling, she lifts a hand and wraps her fingers around your shaft, pausing to whisper "Is this satisfactory, my lord?"
petyr: "Oh yes..." groans softly, throbbing in your soft hand "That's perfect my sweetling... please do continue." smiles with a curl of his lips, cupping the back of your head and bringing your mouth back down on him, enjoying the warm wet embrace of your mouth
alayne: kneeling before you, bowing her head worshipfully, she massages your head with her lips and tongue, kneading your shaft with her fingers, as though she were playing you like an instrument. spending long moments working you this way, loving the smoothness of your head against her lips, the way your pulse throbs under her fingers, exploring you...
petyr: "Sansa..." moans through parted lips, tightening his hold in your hair as the pleasure of your ministrations rakes him up and down, arching his hips upwards to fill your mouth even more "Relax now and let me in deeper..." encourages you with a gentle voice, pinning your head in place as his cock slides down your slender throat, his grey-green eyes watching your neck undulate in reflex
alayne: eyes water as she tries to accommodate your length, gagging a little as she feels you pushing into her throat, but working hard to control it, determined to please you, to make you happy. she feels her throat relaxing as you hold her head in place. her lips stretched around your thickness as you thrust your hips. her eyes still upturned, watching your face contort with pleasure
petyr: "Mmmm you're such a good girl..." smiles as your throat clenches around his embedded length, enjoying the sensation for a moment before easing your lips away and pulling you into his arms. He kisses your puffy, swollen lips and rolls over, pinning his winter rose under him
alayne: kissing you back and gasping for breath, chest heaving, she parts her legs for you, inviting you to to take her, to complete your ownership of her "I want you too... please...." she whispers against your lips, kissing you hungrily, rocking her pelvis up toward you, asking for you to make her whole
petyr: "I will my sweet...in good time..." teases you as he pulls at your night shift, exposing a breast and latching his lips around a pert nipple. He suckles you as his hands roam and caress down your body, sliding under the gown and stroking your wet heat with his fingertips
alayne: moaning now, her hips shoot up and she rocks under you as your fingers slide over her. fingers of warmth surge through her tummy and cause her to dig her fingers deep into your shoulders "Petyr..." she gasps, unable to articulate anything more as her head rolls back, eyes closing
petyr: pulls his mouth away with a pop, leaving your rosy nipple wet and throbbing "Shhh... I'm here my love. Just for you..." grasps you around the waist and pulls you down to meet his forward thrust as his thickened length parts you open and pierces your tight sheath, taking you deep and hard
alayne: gasps as you slide into her, her tightness causing a resistance that makes her draw in her breath sharply. she buries her face in your shoulder, pressing her mouth against your sweat sheened skin to muffle her cries. Pleasure is mounting with every thrust, building and building. she bites down on your shoulder as she comes close to the edge
petyr: "My Queen..." groans loudly, the pain of your bite most pleasurable as he rams in to the hilt, feeling your entire sheath encasing him like a hot little glove, clenching and milking the seed from his loins, he thrusts through his release
alayne: teetering on the edge, she slips under waves of intense pleasure, crying out for you as she takes you as deep as she can hold you, wrapping her arms tightly around your neck as she finishes, then loosening her hold as her body relaxes beneath yours
petyr: "Alright my little bird?" He whispers, kissing his way up your graceful neck and caressing your lips, gazing down into your eyes "That was lovely Sansa... thank you my lady." He smiles, easing his spent length from your still pulsing hold. Rolling over to the side, he pulls you close, cradling you in the crook of his arm
alayne: breathing hard, shivering a little as your lips touch her hot skin, kissing your lips lightly and smiling up at you, ardor glazed eyes looking deep into yours "Yes... mmm... lovely my darling..." letting herself settle into your arms, resting her head on your chest and closing her eyes "Thank you, my lord..."
petyr: caresses your face and strokes your messy auburn hair back, grinning from ear to ear with delight as he lays back against the pillows, satisfied with knowledge that you are his to love "If we could spend that rest of our days in such a way my lady Stark, nothing would please me more."
alayne: giggles softly against your chest "To spend the rest of our days... doing this! Petyr, you're very wicked!" she laughs and trails her fingers over your terrible scar, thinking that she'd never believed she would know such happiness again in her life. She could not imagine being happier than she was at this moment... "I cannot think of anything that could be nicer... I believe you've made me wicked too..." she smiles at the thought.
petyr: "Mmm... I think I like having a naughty she-wolf to tussle with." catches your wandering hand and brings it to his lips, kissing the inside of your palm and then nipping gently at your wrist "A playful wickedness is a great desire to men and to I, most of all. teases you"
alayne: sighs happily, listening to your heart beat as you nip at her wrist "I'm pleased to hear this... I hope you shall always desire me, my darling... I only wish to make you as happy as you make me."
petyr: "I'm very pleased my lady... more than you could ever know." chuckles softly, tossing the warm furs over us "Sleep well my sweetling." kisses the top of your head and wraps his arm tightly around you, protective and caring
alayne: still smiling, she snuggles even closer, head on your chest, arm draped over you, your heart beating steadily lulls her to sleep, safe in your arms. her last thought as she drifts off is of how much she loves you…
1 year ago on March 2nd, 2012 | J | 3 notes

Happy Petyr Baelish LOVE day!

@MasterofCoin @PetyrBaelishEsp I hereby proclaim today Petyr Baelish appreciation day on Castles of Snow. Just because he is beautiful and clever and wonderful and I love him! <3 <3 <3 ~Alayne *kisses her beautiful fathers* 

1 year ago on February 23rd, 2012 | J | 1 note

Petyr & Alayne fans, follow our Spanish twins! ♥

petyrbaelishesp @PetyrBaelishEsp

alaynepiedra @AlaynePiedra

because we love them and they are wonderful! ♥ ♥

~ alayne & petyr 

1 year ago on February 16th, 2012 | J | 3 notes
@MasterofCoin *writes you a love letter* ~Alayne &lt;3

@MasterofCoin *writes you a love letter* ~Alayne <3

1 year ago on February 14th, 2012 | J | 1 note
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1 year ago on February 6th, 2012 | J | 2 notes
My sweetling I found your diary unlocked and took a peek. I love your thoughts and decided to leave a few of my own. Hope you don't mind, but if you do, then come find me and scold me most harshly. *smiles with amusement in his grey-green eyes* ~Petyr
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@MasterofCoin *enters the library, stands in front of you blushing deeply* Petyr! Of course I’ll scold you! Those are my private thoughts, the things I’ve written in my journal were not meant for your eyes! If you had done this weeks ago, I’m sure I would have died of embarrassment. Now, however, my feelings for you are no secret. My love for you, an open book, so deep, its knows no bounds. My heart, my soul, no longer my own, they are yours to keep. Yours to do with what you will. I can only pray that you will handle them carefully. Myself, I am yours from head to toe, to use in any way you desire. You know how I desire you, to be with you, to be in your arms, always. *smiles and cups your cheek with my hand, leaning in to kiss your lips, very gently* ~Alayne

1 year ago on February 5th, 2012 | J | 0 notes