Overall, Jaime thought he had come to terms with island-living much better than he ever had anything in his former life although he still had much to do in terms of swordplay and he found himself curious about Rock. The music, not the stone. He had spent several hours browsing through the rec room records while simultaneously looking through books ( Read more... )

Life was surprisingly good for the Kingslayer now that he had finished about half a bottle of wine. He had one and a half left for now. There had been a few other bottles of mango wine in the kitchen but for now he was satisfied ( Read more... )

As their chests collided harshly, Curt gasped, then twisted his fingers more tightly into Jaime's hair ( Read more... )

Jaime was truly sick and tired of his inabilty to find anyone to spar with. He had not really seen the Hound lately and he was not sure who he cared to humiliate himself in front of. So he had wandered off to the jungle on his own to brood in somewhat manly but mostly juvenile fashion ( Read more... )

Since there was no specific task that ever needed doing on a regular basis, Jaime had decided that he would spend this particular day making up for the sleep he didn't seem to be getting. He felt somewhat guilty about that in regards to how often it was disrupting Benjen's sleep cycle but really it wasn't a conscious choice that the Kingslayer had ( Read more... )

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Whimpering softly, he spread his legs below the water and looked at Jaime from under his lashes. "As awful as it may be..." he began, reaching up to lace dripping fingers in Jaime's hair and pull him closer. "...I think I just might ( Read more... )

Jaime had been trying his damndest not to think about anything much but the island made that difficult and so too did the compound particularly the music box. The song about killing loneliness, for example, continued to play at random intervals and he found it hard to concentrate on his research into male coupling when the song made him so very ( Read more... )

There were plenty of books on sex in the compound as it turned out. Jaime had flipped through some of them and ended up feeling highly embarrassed at all the ones he had already done with Cersei. Thankfully he was hardly likely to confuse her with a man let alone someone like Benjen Stark. He had certainly learned enough and said enough about his ( Read more... )

Jaime had been very grateful to be leaving the compound although he wasn't sure how long it would be before he needed to go back. He wasn't sure how relationships worked really and certainly not with Starks. He didn't have much to bring, just clothes and he'd found a white journal on the bookshelf where he thought he'd be able to keep Cersei's ( Read more... )