Untouched Gold / Tywin Lannister / Avalon Targaryen (1)

9. Intoxicating

Something about Avalon always seemed better each time Tywin had her near. She did not hesitate as he kissed her, her lips began to move against his. Her tongue flicked against the seam of his lips, and he obediently opened, needing to taste her. He held his eyes open and focused on her face when her hands moved to his neck and then into his hair.

He stared at the way her lashes cast shadows on her soft cheeks. He moved his hands to her waist to remind himself of the petite woman in his arms, the woman he wanted to claim, he focused only on Avalon and hoped the world wouldnt come knocking because he needed her. 

He watched her delicate features shift with each move of her mouth against his. A sweet taste- she tasted so sweet- mixed with her own unique taste intoxicated him. He became so lost in her kiss that he hadn't even realized when his eyes slid closed and every feeling became amplified. the feeling of about to burst, explode for she was almost his that had been lingering on the edge since her hands had become buried in his hair.

He felt the sting of her teeth nipping at his lips. He felt the rush of air against his cheek when she breathed without removing her mouth from his. He felt the fine bones of her ribcage expand and contract beneath his long thin fingers. She consumed him and before he knew it, his fingers were bunching up her sweater to pull it over her head. He tugged at the strings of her dress underneath and loosened the bodice. Tugging it down and ripping it off, her lips never left his. 

His hands molded to her small soft breasts as his thumbs stroked back and forth across her nipples. He tugged the flimsy lace out of the way and trailed his lips down her neck to latch and suck at the tight bud.

He had been so enthralled with the feel of her in his mouth, the way she moved and moaned his hands wrapping tighter around her pulling her closer.

He quickly became desperate to fill with her. He needed to feel more. More of her against him. He pulled back just enough to tug his shirt overhead her hands followed his eagerly and then went back to kissing her. Her bare chest pressed to his sent shockwaves of lust rocketing through him.

Had he ever been so lost in the now, that the past couldn't touch him? That the world couldn't touch them... At least he thought it couldn't. He wanted this, to claim her forever, he wanted her. He needed her, Avalon Targaryen was his forever. 

He had thought he would be so buried in her, nothing could break through. Then her hands were on his shoulders pushing him back on the small couch, and he fell back pulling her with him. Her hands pressed hard against his shoulders and she began climbing on top of him. Lost from reality, until there was a knock on the door. 

"Auntie I need to kick these Lannisters asses." Rhaegar called through the door. "You in?"

Tywin sighed burying his face in her neck his hand still running over her back. 

"Avalon please." Jaime called. 

"Oh, great they are all there." Avalon whispered against Tywin, she couldnt hide her smile as he kissed her again. She unraveled herself from him and got dressed, she threw his shirt back at him and he sighed getting redressed. 

 Avalon looked to Tywin, he fixed her hair and then she opened the door. 

"Hello Father." Cersei remarked as she moved to Avalon hugging her. 

"Ready to play?" Rhaegar questioned cocking his head back at them. 

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"I think he cheats." Jaime remarked as Rhaegar put down his cards. 

"Jaime." Tywin warned. 

"Aunt Avalon and I play cards all the time." Rhaegar corrected. Jaime didnt like losing, not to princes, not to princes that Cersei was clearly pining after. 

 "I don't know how you keep winning." Jaime huffed out a breath as he shuffled the deck, attempted to shuffle the deck before they went flying over the floor. Jaime stared down miserably as the cards as Rhaegar stared collecting them. Tyrion was gnawing on a card in Avalon's lap. She ran a hand over his little legs pulling the card from his gummy lips and giving him something better to gnaw on. 

"She used to make wagers before I knew what I was doing. I had to steal coin but it was worth it." Rhaegar chuckled. Avalon laughed out. 

"Whose coin did you steal?" Jaime questioned. 

"Just fathers." Rhaegar assured. 

"You are lying, we play with candy when we bet." Avalon declared. 

"Oh right thats when I play with Baristan." Rhaegar agreed Avalon laughed out leaning into Tywin he kept a hand around her.  Rhaegar smirked dealing out the cards.

Tywin saw Avalon flip her cards as she put them face down on the bed. She had a great hand.

"I'm out." Avalon remarked leaning back into Tywin. "You can win this Jaime." Avalon encouraged. Tywin wrapped an arm around her as she curled up next to him. She closed her eyes and forgot for a long moment, she felt so loved.

"I'm out." Tywin agreed. Rhaegar stared back at Jaime but Avalon tapped her toe against him. Rhaegar shook his head discreetly. She tapped him silently again. 

"I call." Rhaegar remarked. Jaime put his cards down. "Seven hells." Rhaegar muttered putting his cards down and Jaime whooped with excitement.

"Victory!" Jaime declared. "Again?" He asked but Avalon and Tywin shook their heads. "Fine, Night Avalon. Night father." Rhaegar started collecting the cards.

"Night." Avalon agreed as they headed out. "Let me walk you back." Tywin nodded leaning into her as they walked. When he got to his room he pulled her closer. 

"Stay." Tywin whispered. "Stay."