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[just_a_dram]

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Bear Hunt [Jorah/Lynesse, M]

[mrstater]

Lynesse awoke shivering. Instinctively, she rolled over to press her body against her husband's to share his warmth. That was the one thing that could be said for his being so hairy, she granted; he made a cozy bedfellow in the frigid climes of Bear Island

Re: Bear Hunt [Jorah/Lynesse, M]

[mrstater]

Smirking at how flustered she'd made him, Lynesse caught the hem of his tunic and peeled it up over his stomach, leaning in to press her mouth to the hairless patch of skin above his navel as she bared it.

"Whatever I am," she murmured, reaching for the laces of his trousers with her free hand, "you'd best dress appropriately."

Jorah lost no time shedding his tunic. "That's the first rule of the hunt: never argue with a she-bear."

"I like that rule." Lynesse tugged his trousers down over his hips and buttocks. "Now hunt me," she said, and pulled him down with her onto the bed.

But somehow, as they kissed, it was Jorah who lay on his back and Lynesse who straddled his hips, guiding his cock into her folds as he cupped her breasts in his big hands.

"At risk of arguing," he said huskily as she sank down on to him, "I believe it's more accurate to say my lady bear has hunted me."

The Lady of Bear Island replied with a moan, biting her lip as she enjoyed her prey.

Re: Bear Hunt [Jorah/Lynesse, M]

[lainemontgomery]

I always love how you write Jorah/Lynesse, and this story lives up to your usual standard of excellence! The playfulness between them is so delightful (and heartbreaking!) to read, and I especially enjoyed Lynesse's reference to being a "she-bear" and Jorah's subsequent delight. Ohhhh my poor doomed babies. ;-; Wonderful work!

Re: Bear Hunt [Jorah/Lynesse, M]

[mrstater]

Thanks so much! Ugh, I love this hot mess of a pairing. IDK, in some ways knowing it turns out so bad makes it easier to write? On the other hand, it makes it all so sad and ironic much of the time. Anyway, I had fun with this and I'm very glad you enjoyed reading it!

Games People Play, Cersei/Jaime/Sansa, M

[pinkimartini]

Jaime had traveled a long way, he wanted to speak with Cersei and get the Stark girl to Brienne. There was no way around the fact he would have to steal the girl away in the night but he didn't want anyone to think he was involved. The plan was for Sansa to go with Brienne under the cover of night. They would travel by boat since everyone would be looking for her on the King's Road. He longed for the day to see Cersei, there had been dreams of her and other times when it felt like she was at his side. Cersei

Re: Games People Play, Cersei/Jaime/Sansa, M

[pinkimartini]

"I said to bathe him, not seduce him, Sansa...that is all for now. You may return to your chamber." Jaime felt his seed release inside her before she pushed off him. She rinsed the soap from her hands and started to stand, he caught her wrist once more, "tonight," his eyes said to her. She was shaky on her feet getting dressed and endured Cersei's attack until she was out the door. He looked up at his sister,
"I've decided that maybe the Northerner's should be declaring war for Sansa Stark...I'd give my left hand for her." He felt the sting of a slap before reaching out and kissing Cersei hard on the lips. He may be a cripple but he was still a man.

Mine Alone, Euron/Ramsay, warnings for torture and dub-con, Part I

[housecreepy]

Ramsay looks up, and in the shadows he can just barely make out the sharp gleam of a smile, blazing like a knife in the gloom, a burning blue eye fixed on him as he makes his way to his master, on hands and knees. A hand, smooth as a lord’s, so unlike those of the other men aboard this strange vessel, emerges to rest on his brow, stroking him with icy fingers, nails grazing Ramsay’s skin just enough to send shivers down his spine. It cards through his hair, newly-cropped by one of Euron’s voiceless thralls, his greenlander’s carefully arranged locks impractical for a lengthy voyage at sea

Mine Alone, Euron/Ramsay, warnings for torture and dub-con, Part II

[housecreepy]

So accustomed to watching over the saltire and the rack, Ramsay had been broken, but not through something so common as ordinary torture. No, Euron had insinuated himself into Ramsay’s existence, his tacit approval as he watched his new pet strike at a disobedient thrall with the cat so different from Roose’s harsh criticisms. Instead, he shared with Ramsay the cold thrill as they watched the blood run in ribbons down the man’s back, and when Ramsay had taken things a step too far, bathing the wounds with saltwater to exacerbate the pain, their laughter had quietly mingled, a hideous music breaking the quietude aboard the Silence. It had not been too hard for Ramsay to accept the man as a bedpartner either, for he was as gifted with hands and mouth as he was with rods and lashes, and in his weaker moments that he would not confess to anyone, he could imagine that the lips on his flesh belonged to another, long dead, and the fingers that found him in the darkness were his as well, flesh returned to what was now surely bone

Predatory, Jaime/Sansa, M

[lainemontgomery]

She must be in pain, he thinks as he reclines in the cushioned chair and indulges in another swig of Dornish red. The girl kneels on the floor, her skirts pushed up around her hips, her bare knee caps grinding into the rough stone. They will be red tomorrow, chafed and sore...they might even crack, spilling her blood into the spaces between the parapets.

The chamber is dark, but he can see the reflection of candlelight in her eyes as she stares at him. Whatever the state of her knees, she manages to keep her back perfectly erect, and she folds her hands in her lap- quaint, he thinks before scowling at his own flippancy

Re: Predatory, Jaime/Sansa, M

[pinkimartini]

This is gorgeous. I love it and the idea that he's all "Child, have you forgotten that wolves are predators, too?" is just so Jaime. Thank you!

Re: Predatory, Jaime/Sansa, M

[lainemontgomery]

Thank YOU for reading! I had to put a little Jaime!guilt in there- Jaime wouldn't be Jaime without it! :D

Re: Predatory, Jaime/Sansa, M

[juno_chan]

OH NOOOOOOOO MY BABY SANSA!!!!!! ;_______; I love the idea of Petyr's training interrupted, that isn't explored much in fandom but is certainly a very distinct possibility!! She is just so broken here, it smashes my heart into itty bitty pieces!! And omg, I love this look at a much darker Jaime - again, if we see someone being dark in Jaime/Sansa fit, normally it is Sansa being an ice queen, a consummate player, and I just LOOoOOVE the reversal. I LOVE the voice in his head and how sometimes it sounds like Tywin and sometimes like Cersei, but it goads him on to use Sansa. BUT HE STILL FEELS GUILTY BECAUSE JAAAAAIME!!!! BUT NOT GUILTY ENOUGH TO STOP, HE NEEDS TO GET WHAT HE NEEDS!!!!

UGH Y R U SO PERFECT????

On My Knees, Arya/Rickon, Bran: NC-17

[moderntrickster]

The sun cast shadows through the rustling leaves on the bed of fresh green grass that had sprung up through the godswood. Winter had finally broke and the warmth of summer was upon them. Their wolves had shed their thick winder undercoats and were lounging in the shadows of the great, ancient oaks while the three youngest Starks dipped their toes in cool pool beneath the weirwood: Bran with his books, Rickon with his fletching, and Arya with her sword laid gently over her lap and a whetstone in her hand. Now and then they would cast a long glance up at one another, communicating their thoughts or desires without words. Bran could simply slip a whispered word into their minds whenever he wanted, the once-invasive press now as pleasant as the spring breeze against their skin