Game of Thrones - Cersei/Sansa - How can you do it?
Title: How can you do it?
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Cersei / Sansa
Wordcount: 200
Rating: PG
Warning: none
Challenge: femslash100 - gentle
“How can you still be this gentle, little dove?” Cersei asks and shakes her head as she keeps staring at the ceiling of her chambers.
Sansa turns her head to look at the woman. “What do you mean, your Grace?”
Cersei’s mouth twitches as it turns into a grin. “You should hate me,” she states and shifts so she can look at Sansa. Her eyes are as wide as expected, puzzled even.
“After all that my family … that I have done to you, you should despise me, try to kill me, but yet your touch is nothing but gentle,” she continues and lifts her finger to the girl’s rosy cheeks, caressing first, then pinching until Sansa whimpers a little.
“Like that. So, how do you do it?”
Sansa doesn’t know what to say and Cersei watches how her eyes tear up.
“Maybe you’re just too stupid to know, aren’t you,” Cersei sighs and turns away from her. “Get up and leave my chambers,” she orders and watches Sansa’s every move as she slips into her dress and disappears, sobbing slightly.
And yet Cersei can’t help but wonder how this girl can be this way after all she’s been through.
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Cersei / Sansa
Wordcount: 200
Rating: PG
Warning: none
Challenge: femslash100 - gentle
“How can you still be this gentle, little dove?” Cersei asks and shakes her head as she keeps staring at the ceiling of her chambers.
Sansa turns her head to look at the woman. “What do you mean, your Grace?”
Cersei’s mouth twitches as it turns into a grin. “You should hate me,” she states and shifts so she can look at Sansa. Her eyes are as wide as expected, puzzled even.
“After all that my family … that I have done to you, you should despise me, try to kill me, but yet your touch is nothing but gentle,” she continues and lifts her finger to the girl’s rosy cheeks, caressing first, then pinching until Sansa whimpers a little.
“Like that. So, how do you do it?”
Sansa doesn’t know what to say and Cersei watches how her eyes tear up.
“Maybe you’re just too stupid to know, aren’t you,” Cersei sighs and turns away from her. “Get up and leave my chambers,” she orders and watches Sansa’s every move as she slips into her dress and disappears, sobbing slightly.
And yet Cersei can’t help but wonder how this girl can be this way after all she’s been through.