Pillow Talk, Jaime/Sansa, MpinkimartiniJuly 17 2013, 17:40:09 UTC
They are both sweating, her legs are too tired to move and he really doesn't want to do anything to break the moment. The lovemaking has worn them out, sometimes he thinks the difference in age might have something to do with it.
Nights like this when all is quiet and he's completely done for...he will wake up not long after with her lips around his cock sucking him. It's a nice way to wake up especially when he finally lets go and she laps up every drop without spilling. Those large blue eyes staring up at him, sometimes she squeezes her eyes closed when he's massaging the spot just at her entrance that makes her lose all control. Those courteous phrases are forgotten and she's panting his name. "Jaime...Jaime...please...oh gods, no more."
They can be breathless one moment and later he's between her thighs abusing the swollen parts of her flesh that make her jerk out of a dream and cry out his name. He likes that she dreams of him as she loves that her own name is the only one on his lips. Jaime knew that somewhere deep down this was a competition for her but he could play her game. She was stronger than she looked, her entire soul being made of steel but he still knew one way to break through all of that. Her hand tracing the shape of his knee, she stared up at him, "I think I've fallen in love with you." He manages a grin, the two fingers stroking her pause and he watches her return his smile, "Was it before I did this?" His long fingers go deeper before he pulls them out slowly and she gasps, "Or after I did this?" Jaime drops his head between her legs and tickles her interior walls with his tongue. She lets out a laugh and tries to move but he's holding her in place and his mouth is upon her sex. He's serious now and knows that neither of them can ever have too much. Even after the first, second and third time of the night. He's going for a fourth and she's crying out his name. If anyone ever had a doubt their Queen loved him, they would never question it again with the walls echoing their lovemaking that had gone throughout the night.
Nights like this when all is quiet and he's completely done for...he will wake up not long after with her lips around his cock sucking him. It's a nice way to wake up especially when he finally lets go and she laps up every drop without spilling. Those large blue eyes staring up at him, sometimes she squeezes her eyes closed when he's massaging the spot just at her entrance that makes her lose all control. Those courteous phrases are forgotten and she's panting his name.
"Jaime...Jaime...please...oh gods, no more."
They can be breathless one moment and later he's between her thighs abusing the swollen parts of her flesh that make her jerk out of a dream and cry out his name. He likes that she dreams of him as she loves that her own name is the only one on his lips. Jaime knew that somewhere deep down this was a competition for her but he could play her game. She was stronger than she looked, her entire soul being made of steel but he still knew one way to break through all of that. Her hand tracing the shape of his knee, she stared up at him,
"I think I've fallen in love with you." He manages a grin, the two fingers stroking her pause and he watches her return his smile,
"Was it before I did this?" His long fingers go deeper before he pulls them out slowly and she gasps,
"Or after I did this?" Jaime drops his head between her legs and tickles her interior walls with his tongue. She lets out a laugh and tries to move but he's holding her in place and his mouth is upon her sex. He's serious now and knows that neither of them can ever have too much. Even after the first, second and third time of the night. He's going for a fourth and she's crying out his name. If anyone ever had a doubt their Queen loved him, they would never question it again with the walls echoing their lovemaking that had gone throughout the night.
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