["THIS WAS THEIR LOVER'S MERCY:
THEY HAD NONE
EXCEPT FOR EACH OTHER."]
IN WHICH SNOW WHITE IS A WOLF LOCKED IN THE LION'S CAGES.
[GOT S1-8]
[oc x oc]
[oc x jaime lannister]
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A week later in the morning, she sat as Jaime tied her hands and a thought came to him. He smirked, "You know most people would make this very kinky."
Her eyes widened as she realized what he meant. Sex. She kicked him in the shins for the audacity; it only made him laugh.
"Why you would say such a thing?" she said quietly like it was a sin to even discuss the topic.
"Because it turned your cheeks red," he said with a small victorious smirk like making her blush was some big accomplishment.
She rolled her eyes and looked away. But Jaime surprised her when he leaned down and kissed her cheek ever so softly. She stopped breathing as she felt the caress of his lips on her skin.
He had pulled away rather quickly and she looked up at him. He looked surprised, too, like the action had been an impulse for him.
He nodded nervously, "I'll...see you at night."
And he walked away and out of the tent.
_____
During the day while Jaime was away, she heard the guards talking outside the entrance. She had been pacing the ground to stretch her legs.
"Did you see the Stark girl when she arrived?" one asked.
"No," the other responded. "Heard our Kingslayer called her the most beautiful woman in the Seven Kingdoms, though."
"I heard tales that she has lips as red as blood."
"Why don't you go in there and find out?"
"I don't want to be hanged," the guard responded before saying worriedly. "Do you think she's in bad shape in there? Do you think he raped her?"
"Nah," the other guard said. "With our Kingslayer so pretty, she probably lets him fuck her."
Elya shook her head at their topic of conversation. Men.
"Do you think the Kingslayer fucks her every day?"
"If I were him, I'd fuck her every hour," one said before they both laughed.
She cleared her throat before she spoke loudly to be heard, "I don't think your general would like to know that you call him Kingslayer behind his back."
It was quiet for a moment before one asked, "Why would he believe you?"
She hummed, "Well, according to you two, I'm the woman he fucks and you two are....who exactly?"
The guards looked at each other before pleading, "Lady Stark, please don't tell him."
