Delicious// Tywin Lannister (1)

50. Aerys

287AC

Everything was going smoothly until the anniversary tourney, things started to take a turn.

The ten year anniversary of Aerys reign and ten years of Tywin being hand.

'We are missing the anniversary tourney.' Katherine remarked with a smirk.

'I don't want a tourney I just want you.' Tywin assured hands wrapping around her.

Katherine nodded eagerly in response as his lips meet her, his hand traveling up her spine and cradling the back of her neck. The kiss was passionate, full of heat and lust. He parted her lips with his tongue, exploring her. He kissed her jawline, down her neck, the tops of her tits, then returned to her mouth again. Tywin used his other hand to push her knees apart and she spread her legs wide to let him stand between them. His free hand traveled up her bare leg, playing with the edge of the fabric all the way up to where the slit stops. He pressed his thumb into her hip, squeezing and kneading.

"I want you," he said in a raspy deep voice. "Right here." Her mind was frenzied, his words pour in and stilled her in this moment.

"Say it again." Katherine purred

"I want you," he whispered close to her skin. She reached for his belt buckle, undoing it and his pants as quickly as she could as his fingers reached her panties, tugging at the edge of them. She squirmed under his touch. He pushed them to the side, his thumb rubbing circles over her clit.

"You're so wet," he said softly.

"Yes," she breathed.

"Is that for me?" he teased.

"Yes," she said again, the only word she could manage. Something between a moan and a growl comes from his throat. Suddenly, he dips down, taking a knee, pushing her dress back. She expected to feel his mouth on her in the same instant but when she opened her eyes and look down, he's staring at up at her.

"I love you." He groaned, pressing a gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh. Then, he turns his sights to where his thumb was still stroking her, and he licked his lips. He flattened his tongue, pressing it against her. The sensation caused her to arch as she covered her mouth with her own hand.

"Mmm," he says. "Better than a tourney." Tywin assured hands running up and down her thighs as she rested her hands behind her pushing things off the desk as she arched, fingers gripping the desk, needing more leverage.

He pushed against her knees with his hands, urging her wider, to open for him. She did as he silently commanded, lying back against his desk. The tension building as her legs began to shake.

"I'm going to come, Tywin." But he stopped abruptly and stands. The lost sensation unravels the orgasm that was building. He took her hands in his and pulled her back up to a sitting position, then a standing one. He kissed her mouth again and again.

"Turn around," he whispered. So she lay flat against his Hand of the king desk, her legs spread. If she turned her head, she could barely see him as he pulled her dress up, exposing her ass. She watched him bite his lips, then she felt him against her.

He rubbed the tip of his dick over her, teasing her. She inched back against him, arching back, begging. He didn't give in to his own desires, still standing just far enough from Katherine to torment.

"What are you waiting for?" Katherine demanded, breathless.

"I like tormenting you as you torment me." Tywin mused. The tip of him pressed into her, then immediately backed out. "You should apologize... its distracting."

"Tywin," Katherine said through a laugh and plea.

"You walk around the castle," another quick nudge. 'all gorgeous like and expect me to be good.' he mused. She was animalistic at this point. Her fingers gripped the edge of his desk as she tried arching again, hoping he would surrender, but it's no use. "Say it," he commanded a purr in her ear.

"Tywin!" Katherine begged. "You can take me, you don't have to torment yourself." Katherine assured. "Give that cunt of a king some entertainment." Katherine mused another quick and agonizing nudge. "Tywin," she whined.

"Go on...'' he purred loved seeing her beg.

"I'm sorry you married such a gorgeous woman, that wants your cock in her now before I snap your desk," Katherine said sweetly glancing back at him. To that, he pushed all the way into her in one fluid motion, simultaneously satiating her need and creating a new one. This is not love making. It's not slow, it's not about taking their time. It's a fever, a frenzy, pushing as quickly as they could because there's a party going on outside, a joust in his honor, and people will start to wonder where he was soon.

She came, shortly followed by him, and he nearly collapsed on top of her for a moment as they finally caught their breath.

"My lord?' They heard from beyond the door. It took everything to stifle their laughter as he quickly dressed from the waist down and Katherine un -crumpled her dress, adjusting her panties back into place.

'My Lord,' another knock on the door.

"Always a pleasure lord hand." Katherine mused kissing him again. "Lets do that again soon." She purred heading outside.

"Yes.' Tywin agreed immediately.