Re: let me never be yours pt 21964March 18 2012, 01:37:16 UTC
He was starting to enjoy this. He rubbed her clit with her thumb, while he slowly slid a finger inside her. He felt her heartbeat racing and her muscles tensed. 'You want me to kiss you?' 'Yes,' she gasped. Jaime kissed her nipple, then moved downwards. 'Yes? Did you forget your courtesies my sweet lady?' The words rolled over her tongue naturally. 'I'd like you to lick me if it pleases you Ser' Jaime grinned at her sudden change of words. 'You know what that means don't you?,' he asked kissing her thigh, two fingers inside of her now. Sansa was breathing heavily, her body hot and trembling. When she didn't respond he continued: 'our marriage isn't official until the bedding, a shared commitment. This is a bedding too sweet love, although one-sided.' Jaime doubted there even were rules about oral sex on a wedding night, but it was not the point. 'The moment you release this energy you're building up there, you won't mean anything to me to me yet, but you'll be a true Lannister, you'll be mine.'
He felt her flinch under his touch. 'I'll NEVER be yours,' she spat at him growling. 'We will see,' Jaime answered casually while he opened her legs a bit further. Her auburn hair was soft and curly and his tongue found the wetness between her lips. It tasted sweet, pure and innocent, with a hint of Cersei. Had Cersei tasted the same when she was younger? A strong hand on her thighs to keep her in place, he felt Sansa fight with her mind against the thing her body wanted the most. Was the thought of her becoming a lion enough, or did she think of other things as well? Jaime smiled to himself while drawing perfect circles with his tongue. You're not going to win this one my love, he thought. The things you want won't always make you happy. Life is no song. You better get used to it.
Sansa tensed her muscles, trying to keep as still as possible, clutching the blanket next to her in her hand, trying hard to ignore the sensations flooding through her legs and stomach to all other parts in her body. It was impossible. Her body was yearning for every touch he made, responding to every movement of his tongue until she felt she was going crazy, ready to explode. Don't, she told herself, don't, but it was too late. She clutched her feet in the mattress to suppress the shocks of her body and bit her tongue while her mind went blank. A moment she wanted nothing more than pull his legs around him, pulling him close, grabbing his hair and moaning his name, telling him he was all she ever wanted, since the day she saw him, her knight in shining armor, flashing smile and golden hair. She resisted though, kept her body in check. Only a soft whimper escaped her lips. Whatever it took, she would never be a lion. Never.
Jaime sat beside her, his back to the wall behind them. 'Welcome to the family lioness. Pity you were so eager to hold it all in, cause that might have been the best orgasm you ever had.' Sansa looked at him, her eyes blue and cold as steel. 'I hate you,' she said. She hated it even more he was right. 'I'm not your lioness just yet. I didn't come.' Jaime laughed at that. 'Very convincing musclecramp.' Sansa forced herself up and sat in his lap, her eyes boring into his. I didn't, she said again, her hands fumbling at his pants. 'I. DID. NOT.' When she grabbed his cock he gasped. You want me as much as i want you, she realized. 'If I finish you first you'll be mine though won't you?' Jaime looked at her bewildered. She saw the confusion in his eyes mixing with lust. 'Im not sure if-' Sansa laughed at him. 'I'm not a fool Jaime. I don't want your games' 'Who said we were playing games?' 'I did,' Sansa answered determined, stroking his cock with one hand. With her other hand she pulled her hair behind her shoulders and put her fingers between her legs and started stroking herself as well.It felt weird with Jaime looking at her. At the same time it was sexy. She was still very wet. She still wanted him with every fibre of her being.
Re: let me never be yours pt 3 (omg even longer than i thought. WHAT AM I DOING)1964March 18 2012, 01:38:18 UTC
Jaime couldn't look away from her. He didn't dare. Her fixed fierce eyes on his, judging every move he made. All he could think of was her small pale hand around him. Her inexperienced fingers only seemed to harden him more. She pulled him closer, licked the outline of his ear, before whispering in it. 'Do you want to fuck me Ser?' she asked softly. Her grip around his cock tightened. The words alone made him groan. She took that as a yes. 'I'll tell you what. I'll let you fuck me. If I come first, I'll be your Lannister, whatever you want.' She paused a moment to let her words sink in. 'But if you come first.... you must promise me to take me to Winterfell, to take me away from Cersei, away from here.' Jaime saw the fire in her eyes. She would not give up on her dream so easily. 'I promise' he told her. He was not sure if it was his lust or his mind talking. It did not matter. Sansa smiled. 'Good.I'll do my very best to please you Ser' She kissed him, her tongue exploring his mouth while he positioned her on him and thrusted into her. For one moment the thought shot through his mind this was not a fair game. That he wouldn't be able to deny all the things she could deny. That she would always be a wolf.
He felt her flinch under his touch. 'I'll NEVER be yours,' she spat at him growling. 'We will see,' Jaime answered casually while he opened her legs a bit further. Her auburn hair was soft and curly and his tongue found the wetness between her lips. It tasted sweet, pure and innocent, with a hint of Cersei. Had Cersei tasted the same when she was younger? A strong hand on her thighs to keep her in place, he felt Sansa fight with her mind against the thing her body wanted the most. Was the thought of her becoming a lion enough, or did she think of other things as well? Jaime smiled to himself while drawing perfect circles with his tongue. You're not going to win this one my love, he thought. The things you want won't always make you happy. Life is no song. You better get used to it.
Sansa tensed her muscles, trying to keep as still as possible, clutching the blanket next to her in her hand, trying hard to ignore the sensations flooding through her legs and stomach to all other parts in her body. It was impossible. Her body was yearning for every touch he made, responding to every movement of his tongue until she felt she was going crazy, ready to explode. Don't, she told herself, don't, but it was too late. She clutched her feet in the mattress to suppress the shocks of her body and bit her tongue while her mind went blank. A moment she wanted nothing more than pull his legs around him, pulling him close, grabbing his hair and moaning his name, telling him he was all she ever wanted, since the day she saw him, her knight in shining armor, flashing smile and golden hair. She resisted though, kept her body in check. Only a soft whimper escaped her lips. Whatever it took, she would never be a lion. Never.
Jaime sat beside her, his back to the wall behind them. 'Welcome to the family lioness. Pity you were so eager to hold it all in, cause that might have been the best orgasm you ever had.' Sansa looked at him, her eyes blue and cold as steel. 'I hate you,' she said. She hated it even more he was right. 'I'm not your lioness just yet. I didn't come.' Jaime laughed at that. 'Very convincing musclecramp.' Sansa forced herself up and sat in his lap, her eyes boring into his. I didn't, she said again, her hands fumbling at his pants. 'I. DID. NOT.' When she grabbed his cock he gasped. You want me as much as i want you, she realized. 'If I finish you first you'll be mine though won't you?' Jaime looked at her bewildered. She saw the confusion in his eyes mixing with lust. 'Im not sure if-' Sansa laughed at him. 'I'm not a fool Jaime. I don't want your games' 'Who said we were playing games?' 'I did,' Sansa answered determined, stroking his cock with one hand. With her other hand she pulled her hair behind her shoulders and put her fingers between her legs and started stroking herself as well.It felt weird with Jaime looking at her. At the same time it was sexy. She was still very wet. She still wanted him with every fibre of her being.
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