Rich Man / Tyland Lannister / Aislynn Hightower

4. Man In Charge

Aislynn and Tyland kept Ciera in small doses and by small, Aislynn did not have to be anywhere near Ciera or else Aislynn might just kill her.

Titus was doing better, growing stronger, he had thin blonde whisps of hair on his head. Aislynn delegated Finn to baby duty when she needed a nap. He liked being a big brother, he was always the baby of the Hightower siblings, Aislynn still babied him but she was giving him real responsibly putting her son's life in Finn's little hands. 

Otto had to go back to the capital but Alicent was happy to stay longer, Arthur promised to return Alicent eventually. 

"He's the cutest!" Alicent declared. 

"He's got my good looks." Arthur agreed. 

"He's handsome like Ty." Aislynn corrected as she sipped her tea. "Finn is doing a really good job babysitting when I need some alone time with my husband too." 

"Finn was telling me this morning that his official title has been changed to Ser Finn, the man in charge." Alicent remarked. 

"I told him when Ty and I were gone, he was in charge, so yeah." Aislynn agreed. 

"What does Tyland have to say about not being the man in charge?" Arthur questioned. 

"I'm fine." Tyland assured, he failed at suppressing a yawn. "That means I get to take a nap too." Tyland pulled Aislynn towards him. "Or other... fun activities." Aislynn nodded into him. 

Everyone was fast asleep, tucked away in their rooms, the front door sealed shut, their balcony door wide open letting in the breeze, the fresh air. No one peering in, no one below them, no nosey guards or lords and ladies bugging into their private life. That was something Aislynn liked about having a home and not living at the castle of casterly rock, she couldnt lock the front door and keep the world out. They lived on Casterly rock, aislynn wanted a place by the waters, Tyland got her whatever she wanted. 

On their first anniversary he bought her a sail boat. Hand crafted and intricately carved with both their house words and sigils. Tyland couldnt wait to take Titus out on the water with them but for now that ship was their hide away. 

But right now their bed chamber was a good hideaway. AIslynn smiled as she felt Tyland's hand on her. Biting her lip she opened her eyes staring down at him.

Tyland's hand trailed back down again to stop just above her clit, pressing gently into the soft flesh. He kissed that spot before he moved back up to her lips working his way so slowly. Aislynn chuckled as he turned her over onto her back to kiss her.

"I liked that thing you did earlier." Aislynn whispered. "With your tongue." She clarified. "That was new." He looked confused for a moment, then realization brought a grin to his lips.

"Ah...leaving you wanting. And now you can't get enough?" Tyland questioned. 

Aislynn nodded happily, closing her eyes tight as he started nuzzling his way down her chest to her stomach, continuing lower until he was right where she wanted him. Aislynn held her breath, anticipating that first agonizingly delicious flick from his tongue, groaning loudly when it finally came. She reached down to tangle her hands in his hair, raising her knees to cradle his head between her legs.

Aislynn didnt remember when she fell asleep but she woke up a shiver went through her. She did this most nights, comfortable in bed and didnt want to get up, she snuggled into Tyland trying to steal his warmth, his arms wrapped around her in his sleep pulling her body flushed to his. But she wouldnt be warm enough and give in to her cold toes. 

"Wheres your-" aislynn murmured in the dark.

"On the chair three steps in front of you." Tyland answered not opening his eyes. Aislynn reached out grabbing his sweater and pulling it on. "Careful of the bench-" tyland added and she stubbed her toe like she did almost every night that she woke up cold and needing tylands sweater.

"Oww," aislynn whined miserably. She felt around for last nights discarded socks and shoved them on her feet. She plopped into bed and he pulled her closer his hand slipping under the sweater.

Aislynn grew up in old town. South of kings landing by a lot and it could be boiling out if it didn't feel like the sun was kissing her skin she was cold.

Tyland knew this, he knew Aislynn, he made it his mission to know everything about her, her likes and dislikes, her wants and needs, to try and be able to read her mind so he always had what she needed or wanted ready. He treated her like a queen and as long as Aislynn was happy, he was happy. 

Tyland was a simple man, from money. He likes his books, he had a few blades to which he was proud of but otherwise the lannisters wealth was wasted on the Lannisters. Aislynn put their coin to good use throughout the years. She loved Tyland, she wouldnt change a thing, would marry him all over again even if he wasnt a lannister. She believed that. She believed she was meant to be with Tyland. All the glitz and glamour that his wealth provided was really nice, Aislynn loved the finer things but if she had to choose between Tyland and his money, she would choose Tyland every time. He knew her, the future and the old her. He really, really knew her and it was a wonderful feeling to know that someone knew her that well. She felt so safe with him, he held her close and she touched his chin. Tyland opened his eyes in the darkness. 

"I love you."