TOUCHED BY SUN (P.O.V OBERYN X READER )!!

Chapter Nine: The Rewards of Being Drunk

I slowly peeled my eyes open. The sound of sweet morning birds filled my ears, a lovely sunrise entering the room making everything look majestic. I noticed that Oberyn was sat on the balcony, sipping at his cup of tea and looking into the distance, while I lay in the bed.

Still in pain, I struggled out to move my body off of the bed but the moment I allowed pressure upon my feet to begin walking, I hopelessly fell over. The sound of my body collapsing beneath itself must of alerted the man on the balcony; Oberyn hurrying my way to assist the instant he spun around to see me falling.

''Careful, my dragon, I don't want you injuring yourself anymore,'' He kissed me on the cheek softly and scooped me into his gentle, warm arms. ''There, there... that's better isn't it, hmm?'' He looked down at me and I smiled sleepily. ''Now, what do you say I run you a nice hot bath and make you some breakfast? Does that sound good?'' Nodding happily, there was this warm feeling inside in my chest.

'Oberyn takes such great care of me,' I thought.

He carried me into the bathroom as the water was running hot into the tub, and he put me down to stand beside the mini lake of comfort. ''Just call me if you need anything,'' He told me and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I peeled of my dress off and chucked it across the room. When the water was high enough, I stepped in - one foot after the other - and sunk in beneath the water. Like a blanket of warmth, my skin heated up and before I knew it, my eyes were softly closing and sleep was taking me.

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The moment the door closed, he lifted me up and I was pinned to the against the wall harshly. My legs wrapped around his slender hips, hands combing through his long, golden locks as his lips clashed against mine. His own hands were reaching around me and began untying the laces that held my gown up. He pulled it off but a curse growling from his throat made me smile, watching him eye the corset in its place.

"Do all princesses wear this many layers?"

"It's a thing we do to tease men. Do all men really get that affected?" I suppose my teasing wasn't welcomed, seeing as how he growled to himself, locked the bolt beneath me on the door, and carried me to the bed with a smirk. I was dropped down and he tore the first piece of his armour while his eyes scanned over my form. His weapons belt was quickly disguarded, the swords making a loud clashing sound. The noise was a little too loud but right as I leaned up to him to complain, he placed a finger over my mouth.

"No," he said. Once he was stripped down to his under clothes, he jumped onto the bed and pushed me further against the covers and pillows. My head relaxed and he moved his face nearer mine. "Calm down." The whisper in my ear sent shivers down my spine. I suppose  - in the tension of this position of him pulling me up from the covers for a moments - I confused the cold metal brushing against the bare skin of my back while the pressure of my corset was releasing as the shivers, until I turned my head to see his hand pulling back a knife from my body. He'd cut the laces of my corset. I didn't really react but when he winked at me and chucked the knife away, to allow him crawl further over my body, my cheeks flushed a hot red. Even rosier at the feeling of his passionate kiss, using his hands to press me against him and deepen the kiss.

Once he pulled away, his lips lingered by my ear and his breath warmed the skin. "Keep quiet. We wouldn't want you brother or father finding you getting dirty with you bodyguard, would we?"

"Of course, my knight." I responded a little breathlessly to the newest, youngest member of the Kingsguard, Sir Jaime Lannister. Though I should've stayed far away from the claws of this man, he drew me in with the charm of his eyes and the manner of his firm body. I was still in my thoughts, figuring out the difference between regret and excitement while he tore the rest of his clothes off. Then his hand wrapped around my neck, squeezing slightly.