Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane

You and imp done?

'You and the imp done?' Sandor questioned coming up behind her.

'I think so. We have handled what needs handling.' Alina assured him. Sandor looked down at her. 'You done babysitting?' alina questioned.

'Little cunt went to bed.' sandor informed her.

'Thank the gods for kings with a bedtime.' Alina teased. 'you want to have some fun?'

'I very much would,' sandor agreed, he went to kiss her but she pulled him outside. 'your idea and my idea of fun I think are not the same.' Sandor informed her as he was dragged outside.

'Come on, this is fun!' Alina exclaimed. She made a flurry of snow, a vortex under their feet, sandor gripped onto her as his feet rose from the ground. 'I wont let you fall.' Alina told him. She loved this feeling. Flying. It was magical.

'it this wasn't so terrifying this would be really cool.' Sandor told her still gripping onto her for dear life.

'I wont let you fall.' She repeated. 'look,' she reached out a hand towards the stars. 'its almost like you can touch them.' she whispered her voice getting lost in the night.

'youre something else, you know that Killer?' Sandor questioned. She sat down on the cloud she created floating in the sky. Damn, sandor thought as they floated. This woman held so much power and she was a glorified body guard for the imp, tywin lannisters little weapon, she could do so much. She could destroy kingdoms, freeze over the enemy with a single breath... yet she sat here on her little cloud of snowy goodness smiling at up him.

'I promise I wont let you fall,' she pat the spot next to her, and sandor carefully sat down. She lay back and reached her hand up. 'stars are beautiful aren't they? Some people say when we die we get put in the stars, to live on forever.' Alina told him.

'you believe that bullshit?' sandor teased

'I think we have to go somewhere, we cant just not exist anymore... might as well go to the stars, right?' alina suggested. A born killer, a trained assassin, a perfect weapon Tywin had called her. the Snow princess and Ice Queen. Yet she thought of death and traveling to the stars a small smile on her face at the thought of becoming one with the stars one day.

'you ever think about leaving this place?' sandor questioned looking over at her.

'Kings landing?' he nodded. 'constantly, but I promised tywin I would stay and help Tyrion. Hes not very bright when it comes to matters such as this but... I am.' Alina informed him. 'tywin made sure I was well in knowledge. In everything, so I could be perfect.' Aline told him honestly.

'you are perfect.' Sandor told her.

'tywin made me this-' alina began.

'No, Killer, No.' sandor told her turning so he hovered above her as they floated above the city. 'you were perfect long before tywin put any thoughts in your head.' Sandor told her. 'youre not perfect because tywin trained you or taught you, you are perfect because you are Catalina Frost. You are brave, and wise and beautiful... powerful.' Each compliment brought him a little bit closer until there lips met and she pulled him down on top of her.

'no getting interrupted up here.' She offered but he looked past her, if either fell or she lost concentration mid moan...

'as sexy as sky sex sounds I think I would prefer the ground. A bed, something that if either of us rolls off of we wont fall to our deaths.' Sandor informed her as she rolled him to his back.

'I understand your hesitancy.' Alina told him. 'but you really don't have anything to worry about, I am in complete control.' She assured him.

'you fucked in the sky before?' sandor questioned.

'No.' she said slowly.

'Then you don't know that me making you cum, fucking you long and hard isn't going to make you break this little cloud of snow and drop us to the ground.' Sandor clarified. Alina bit at her lip considering it before lowering them to the ground. 'good choice Killer.' Sandor said as his feet hit the ground.

'I like you too much to have you go splat.' Alina told him.