Barter, Cersei/Jaime, MlokiyanMay 16 2013, 04:21:09 UTC
He does it to get at her frayed nerves, she knows, and the thought of such defiance is enough to clamp her teeth into the crook of his neck. "Hurry."
Still, he only traces with his fingers, just down the side of her hip. Ghosts of a touch, really. A rather different experience than she usually got in her marriage bed. Just as he reaches the underside, Cersei bends her knee, squeezing his waist where the cotton sheet bunches around them with the slender muscle of her thigh. No, words could never quite move Jaime the way her legs, her eyes, her lips, her breasts, her cunt could.
His body covers her for a moment before she flips them over, her fingers around his wrists. The smirk appears on his lips. Ah, there he seems to get it. He bucks his hips and she forces her own in kind, squeezing her knees until she is sure she's left bruises on his hips and claws at his chest.
They came into the world together. A perfect, bloody mess but Jaime could not be more different than she. Where he wanted romance and songs, she craved excitement and battle and as the fate of her sex bound her from the latter, she found her mirror image a formidable opponent in bed. She set a rapid pace in pursuit of her release - a race even - and it frustrates her to no end that Jaime holds back.
She is Cersei Lannister, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. Who is he to-
But even as he is different, he knows her to her core and presses his thumb just there to set her off. Breaths heavy and hot against his chest, she rests her cheek there.
His arms wrap around her and she knows they don't have much time. Robert is due back from his hunt any moment. Just as he fought in the bed for her pleasure, though, she gives him this quiet. Just this.
Re: Barter, Cersei/Jaime, MlainemontgomeryMay 16 2013, 18:37:22 UTC
GAHHHHH this is perfect!!! Cersei's impatience and need for the "fight" is so fascinating...and Jaime goes with it, but HE JUST WANTS TO BE QUIET WITH HER FOR ONCE OH JAIME. ;-; LOVE it.
Re: Barter, Cersei/Jaime, Mjust_a_dramMay 17 2013, 19:31:38 UTC
I love the line about her body moving him more than words ever could. It really sums up one key aspect of Jaime's character. He's not a man of words. He's a man of action and appetites and obsession, all of which focuses very intently upon Cersei.
Still, he only traces with his fingers, just down the side of her hip. Ghosts of a touch, really. A rather different experience than she usually got in her marriage bed. Just as he reaches the underside, Cersei bends her knee, squeezing his waist where the cotton sheet bunches around them with the slender muscle of her thigh. No, words could never quite move Jaime the way her legs, her eyes, her lips, her breasts, her cunt could.
His body covers her for a moment before she flips them over, her fingers around his wrists. The smirk appears on his lips. Ah, there he seems to get it. He bucks his hips and she forces her own in kind, squeezing her knees until she is sure she's left bruises on his hips and claws at his chest.
They came into the world together. A perfect, bloody mess but Jaime could not be more different than she. Where he wanted romance and songs, she craved excitement and battle and as the fate of her sex bound her from the latter, she found her mirror image a formidable opponent in bed. She set a rapid pace in pursuit of her release - a race even - and it frustrates her to no end that Jaime holds back.
She is Cersei Lannister, Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. Who is he to-
But even as he is different, he knows her to her core and presses his thumb just there to set her off. Breaths heavy and hot against his chest, she rests her cheek there.
His arms wrap around her and she knows they don't have much time. Robert is due back from his hunt any moment. Just as he fought in the bed for her pleasure, though, she gives him this quiet. Just this.
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