Rich Man / Tyland Lannister / Aislynn Hightower

14. Never Apologize for Being Happy

Aislynn and Tyland were house hunting. Otto was glad they were staying, also glad they were leaving his home, he forgot how messy children were and how much Aislynn didnt like to clean.

"By the water."

"And plenty of rooms." Tyland added with a wink.

"A balcony!"

"A yard for the kids-"

"A big kitchen!" Aislynn added.

"You cooking again?" Alicent questioned.

"Aislynn cooks all the time. Shes teaching Finn too." Tyland agreed. "Always makes us something delicious."

"Its a good skill to have. A man that can cook thats even better." Aislynn assured. "You should taste Tys fish. He caught it and seasoned it and grilled it up. It's wonderful." Tyland smiled reaching for her. "He is wonderful- sorry here I am rubbing in my happiness." Aislynn remarked shaking her head. "Im sor-"

" never apologize for being happy!" Alicent corrected. She loved seeing her sister so happy so in love, she wouldn't hold that against her. Never.

Aislynn put a hand on Alicent's stomach. Alicent hugged her sister tightly.

"I can't tell you how much you threatening Viserys meant to me. But just because I have a shit marriage doesnt mean I every want you to hide your happiness, Lynnie. I love you, so much." Alicent remarked. "I love your boys and hopefully this kid will be a boy and I won't ever have to be intimate with the king again."

Alicent found she liked house hunting with AIslynn and Tyland. Otto so graciously took the boys. Ceira offered her assistance and Otto wanted to run back to Old town to get away from her.

But their house hunting had come to an end. Aislynn walked up the steps and she knew from the outside, Tyland could tell by the way she stopped stretched her arms out to make him stop as well. She took it in, she could picture their life here.

Tyland picked her up carrying her over the threshold before putting her back on her feet. She looked around at the high ceilings, the spiral staircase in the library, the wrap around balcony.

"I know its a bit... different." they had found a man that wanted to sell his home. He considered himself an architect and Aislynn loved everything about this place.

"It's perfect." Aislynn assured.

"My wife decorated but I designed it." he said proudly.

"Why are you moving?" Aislynn questioned as they looked through all the rooms, there was a large yard out back and a little pond that needed some work. "Get you a little toy ship for the pond, my master of ships." Aislynn coed.

"My mother needs me back home. I dont see myself coming back, I dont think she will let me. After my wife died-" AIslynn didnt need his full life story but she nodded along, she wanted this house, she could pretend to care about this stranger.

"We are looking to get away from his mother." Aislynn remarked honestly. "What do you say Ty? We are getting it, you agree? Of course you do." Aislynn agreed. "Ohh the master chambers!" Aislynn waggled her eyebrows back at Tyland.

"It's perfect." He agreed.

And thus they got a home, their own, not connected to their family estate and they felt like grown ups.

"Best decision of my life." Tyland remarked.

"This house?" Aislynn questioned.

"Marrying you." Tyland corrected.

"I think we need to commemorate this moment, our new home." Aislynn purred draping her arms around Tylands shoulders.

"I think you are right." he agreed kissing her. "On that counter. And the table. the couches, the lounge chair, the balcony- just to cover all our bases." Tyland remarked. "Probably best to commemorate this moment on all flat surfaces."

"All." Aislynn agreed.

With so many surfaces to cover they got to work quickly discarding of all clothes. Tyland kissed down her chest laying her back on the couch.

With two fingers, Tyland spread her wet folds wide. His other hand glided up her stomach to palm her breasts, her nipple pebbled already, and when he pinched it there, she bucked.

"Tyland," his name from her lips is a prayer, a plea.

'I told you, every surface." He reminded her. "And I will have you screaming, my name... so all the neighbors can hear.' he whispered against her. He flicked her bared clit with his tongue. He did it again, and again, pausing between each flick, letting her desire build and writhe like the beast that has been thrashing in his chest since meeting her. Only when she is panting his name.

'Tyland... Ty, Ty," she whimpered.

Only then did he latch his lips to her clit and suck. Her body pulled towards him. But pushed back on the couch as he shoved three fingers into her tight hole, pumping rapidly as he sucked hard, drawing the whole of her clit into his mouth. She twitched and cried out, but he doesn't yield, he never yielded, her pleasure his only goal. For now. Her eyes rolled back as she reached for his head.

Aislynn's clit swelling in his mouth and her vagina walls throbbing around his plunging fingers. His cock was rock hard, so when he climbed up and shoved it into her, it only increased her pleasure, earning him a mewling whimper from his perfect wifes lips. He kissed her, letting her taste what he had done and her head lulled back.

He leaned down. His mouth found her nipple, biting it too hard then sucking it too gently. She arched up, granting him easier access, and his other hand scoops her back, positioning her so he can keep driving his cock into her. She was barely touching the couch now, he was supporting her full body weight with his arm, kneeling and thrusting up into her, harder than she would have believed possible from this position.

She came, screaming his name, gasping from the pleasure of it all. He slammed into her, once, twice, the heat of him spilling inside her in a release that left them both shaking. Sweating, he slid out of her. She couldn't help it—her body clenched around him even as he left her, begging for more.

"Balcony next, I dont think the capital heard you." Tyland mused kissed along her jaw. Aislynn laughed out holding onto him.