I Knew You Were Trouble // Tywin Lannister (1)

10. Travesty

Tywin pulled Taeylor backwards lips locked moving to his chambers. Kevan grumbled something along the lines of I'm going to throw myself from the tower. 

Everything turned frantic, and as much as he wanted to slow down and savor each final touch, he just needed to be inside her. Without any finesse, he fumbled under her skirt, finding the flimsy lace panties and tore them. Her fingers dug into his hair, holding him in place so she could fuse her mouth to his. His hands roamed her body, not knowing where to go first. He squeezed her bare ass, hoisting her up enough to move them both to the couch. She leaned back against the arm, her chest thrust out, and he tore down the thin strap of her dress, kissing, licking, and biting his way to her hard nipple.

Taking time to make sure she was ready, he swirled his fingers around her clit, spreading her wetness. He knew when he freed his cock, he would be a savage, ruthless in getting inside her body. Playing with her cunt, he kissed up her neck to her ear.

"I love you." He rasped against her. Her breath hitched, and a restrained whimper broke free, lashing at his heart.

"I love you." She tugged his hair to press their foreheads together, panting when he pushed his fingers inside. A pained groan worked its way up his chest, and he flipped her around, needing an outlet for everything he was feeling right now, he was a married man, something he never thought would happen again and he was very happy about his bride. He ripped his pants open impatient and bent his knees, when there was a knock at the door. 

"Not now!" Tywin growled. 

"I have the Tyrell army, my lord." Petyr declared and Taeylor nearly fell from couch.

"Boo, no. Stupid war ruining our wedding night." Taeylor decided. Tywin kissed her again as he got up. "Hey, I love you, dont die. Win and come back to me."

"I promise." Tywin agreed sealing it with a kiss.  

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''There they are.''

'Archers to their marks. '

''Archers, to your marks!'

''Archers! Nock your arrows!''

''Nock arrows! Hold fast.'' They were getting ready, their soliders locked and loaded and ready to aim.

''Hold fast! '' Tyrion remanded.

''What are you doing? We need to attack them." Joffrey shouted

''Hold fast.'' Tyrion said again.

''Boulders ready!'

'' Hold fast!'' the commanders echoed.

''There's only one ship. Where are the rest of them?'' Davvos muttered

''Where are the rest of them?! There's only one ship.'' Stannis's men looked around as they prepared for a fight but with only one Lannister ship approaching they waited.

''Archers, stand to!'

''Man the below! Nock!''

'''Nock and set! Draw!''

''Hold.'' Tyrion demanded

''Hold! '' the commanders echoes.

"There's no one on board." Davos remarked as a ship sailed next to theirs.

'More rocks coming up!'

'Hold.'

'Wildfire.' Stannis remarked. 'Steer clear! Steer clear!' Tyrion sent the signal and Bronn shot out a flaming arrow into the water it soared through the air as Stannis and his army watched it land the water, the water turned green exploding the boats around it a green haze of fire irrupted it. Consuming them. Bronn shot his arrow it flew through the sky. A haze of green flooded the water. He thought mother would be proud of him.

' Matthos! Get down!' Davos yelled for his son but the green explosion blasted him away. Stannis men were screaming and shouting, crying out as the burned.

''Prepare to land.'' Stannis demanded

''Your Grace...'' Davos begged

''The dwarf has played his little trick.'' Stannis sneered

''The wildfire ...'' Davos looked around at their ships getting devoured.

''He can only play it once.'' Stannis reminded him stubbornly.

''We're too far from the gates. The fire, their archers ... hundreds will die. Thousands.'' Davos warned.

''Come with me and take this city!" Stannis demanded

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"Well this is less than satisfactory." Taeylor remarked to her notebook. "I mean I suppose I can finish the song but... I had for more of a wedding night." 

"Sorry to ruin your night." Petyr offered and Taeylor head snapped around. 

"Why are you not going to fight for Joffrey?" Taeylor pondered. 

"I'm not much of a fighter." Petyr offered. 

"You are scared. If I were a man-"

"What a travesty that would be." Petyr cut her off. 

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The doors of the throne room opened and Cersei's hand shook, the vial in her grasp as Loras Tyrell removed his helmet and her father marched forward.

''Father.' Cersei whispered the vial shattering to the floor.

'The battle is over. We have won." Tywin declared and Cersei sobbed into him. "I promised I would." Tywin whispered.