Hating Her (Cersei x Daenerys)

Daenerys

(Content warning: explicit sexual scene in second paragraph)

This was a Westerosi custom Dany would never understand. If marriage was supposed to be a relation strictly between two people, why did everyone else get to undress the couple and carry them naked to their bed? The guests had stripped her of her robe without much care for the fabric, and she was glad that she had changed in between the wedding and the feast, or the delicate white dress would have been ruined. Cersei had a similar fate across the hall. The mob moved out through the great doors of the hall to the bedchamber, cheering loudly. Uncommon and repulsive as the marriage might be to them, everyone enjoyed a good bedding. Cersei's guards stepped aside and let the crowd breach the doors to spill into the chamber. The people carrying her dropped her rather unceremoniously onto the bed, and Cersei followed shortly after. Reluctantly, the guests fell back, particularly the men who wanted a better glimpse at their queen in her name day suit. Dany could still hear them shuffling outside the door, listening intently.

They were lying on the bed facing each other in awkward silence, neither of them knowing what to do next. Daenerys slowly extended her hand to rest it on Cersei's neck, who in turn slipped one arm around Dany's waist. Dany gathered up her courage and huddled close to Cersei's body. She felt the queen's nipples stiffen as they brushed against hers. Cersei placed her other hand on Dany's back between her shoulders and pressed her closer. One hand clutching Cersei's hair, Dany slid the other down the inside of her thigh, and the motions came more naturally to her now. Cersei's legs entwined with hers, and their hands met for a brief moment as they both felt for each other's wetness beneath hair of gold and silver. Cersei kissed Dany's neck and the latter arched her back, strained from Cersei's movements between her legs. So far, no sound had escaped them yet, but soon the audience outside their door should be satisfied. As Cersei's mouth moved down to Dany's breasts and her fingers thrust harder inside her, the younger woman let out a quiet moan. Her fingers dug into Cersei's neck and she moved her hand from between her legs to her waist. Cersei rolled over on top of her and used her free hand to push her shoulder down onto the bed, lifting her head and whispering in Dany's ear: "Don't stop." So Dany moved her fingers back toward Cersei's mound and found her entrance easily, sliding them up and down quickly to tease a low gasp out of her. Cersei bent down to continue kissing Dany's breasts while she got back to work between her thighs, but was shaken halfway through by the orgasm that was upon her. She couldn't keep quiet any longer; and after a moment, Dany joined in, the two of them shuddering with pleasure. When the ecstasy had passed, they fell back down onto the bed panting. 

Cersei lay curled up in Daenerys's arms, and she could feel her heart pounding against her chest with the precedent excitement, but soon the queen drifted off to sleep and Dany was staring at the canopy by the fading candlelight, reliving the events of the day in her head. It had all happened so quickly, and yet her life had been turned upside down entirely. Would she spend the rest of her days in King's Landing now? What of her people? What of her dragons? She tried hard to focus on finding an answer to any of the myriad questions in her head, but her thoughts and senses were still flooded with the night's happenings, and so when the candle flickered and finally went dark, so did her vision.

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Dany awoke to find Cersei already dressed and getting her hair done by her maid. Covering herself with the blanket, she sat up, but there was no way she could reach her clothing from the bed, so she dropped the blanket and walked over to where a fresh gown and smallclothes had been laid out for her. Cersei turned toward her at the sound and smiled at the sight of her. Dany looked back at her provocatively and held unblinking eye contact while she dressed. Cersei grinned and looked away while her maid fixed the last of her braids. After the woman had left, Daenerys walked over to her wife. "Good morning", she said. "Did you sleep well?" The question was accompanied by a knowing grin. "Very well", Cersei replied with the same underlying tone. "Although I am quite hungry. Shall we break our fast together?" Dany was quick to agree and Cersei called for a servant to bring the food. They sat down by the window and waited. The servant returned rather quickly, but without any food. "Your Grace", he said, "your brother has asked me to invite you to eat with him - both of you, of course." "Tell him no", Cersei answered, sounding irritated. "I wish to dine with just my wife." Daenerys remembered the rumors she had heard about the twins. Weren't they...? But judging from Cersei's reaction, it might not be true. Shortly after, their food was finally brought and they filled their bellies with boiled eggs, rye bread and fruit, washing it down with an Arbor gold. Daenerys hadn't had proper fruit in ages, the ground at Dragonstone wasn't fertile enough for fruit trees, so she particularly enjoyed the juiciness of the oranges and peaches. After the meal, it was time for Cersei to go down to the throne hall to hear the requests and reports of the day. Naturally, Daenerys would have to be present to listen as well. She was excited at the prospect of getting a glimpse of ruling, even if it wouldn't be her making the decisions. Daenerys's place was next to the Iron Throne's pedestal, where a throne chair of red velvet had been put for her. 

First came a farmer from Flea Bottom who accused another man of stealing his crops. Cersei promised to send someone to investigate, and Daenerys knew she wouldn't. Such were no concerns of the crown, at best, she might order patrols to be increased around the area. Next in line was a knight from the Reach who had slain some outlaw with a bounty on his head and had come to claim the reward. He was directed to meet with the captain of the Queensguard after the audience to be paid. Three separate men came forth about a brawl that had ended with a fatality, each telling a vastly different tale that put themselves respectively in favor. Cersei had them all put into a cell until the matter could be resolved. Lastly, after the spectators had been dismissed, the small council presented her with their news. Tyrion, the master of coin, brought word from the Iron Bank, who was once again urging the crown to start payment of their debts. Cersei considered it, and then declared: "Write to them that we will do so as soon as possible." Whenever that may be, was what she meant. Varys recited a song his little birds had told him, about Petyr Baelish allegedly gathering his forces in the Vale and drawing other Lords to his cause. "He's a traitor for smuggling Sansa away to the Vale, but not one to be feared", Cersei decided. "Will that be all for today?" "Yes, Your Grace", the Council said in unison and rose from the table, waiting for Cersei to leave the hall first, accompanied by Dany and one of her Queensguard. And so ended the first day of many of Daenerys's new life...