Touch // Sandor Clegane

𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝑂𝑈𝑅𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑁

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𝑆𝐴𝑁𝐷𝑂𝑅 𝐿𝐴𝐼𝐷 on his back as he watched Jadeyn scratch with her sharp long nails back and forth his arms, shoulders and chest.
She enjoyed each small temporary pain she brought, watching the flesh whitening, reddening and healing-even though sometimes she pressed her fingers to hard and ended up drawing blood.
The Hound loved staring at her hands on him, seeing the curve of her hand without the glove. It fascinated him-the way he did not know if a slap or a kiss was coming, Jadeyn Lannister fascinated him, she keeps reminding him what a dog he is and then tells him how good his cock feels inside her and she either commanded him to leave her chamber after the act or made him sit on her bed and sleep in each other's embrace until the sun rose and both of them needed to do their duty.

This is one of those moments.
"Lady Jadeyn!" A voice called from the door.

"Do not enter! I am inappropriate. Something worth my attention?" Jade asked, getting off Sandor and reaching for the gloves on the night table.

She heard the woman behind the dood scoff "The Queen has requested you. She wishes to to dine with herself, her children and Lady Sansa Stark" The thick, sharp accent made the voice unable to stand.

By the time she finished what she had to say, the Lannister already dressed in a dark blue gown and had her lover behind a curtain.
"Lead the way, then" Jade ordered

She could've found her way there alone, yet something in this...eccentric woman intrigued her.
"What are you?" She asked

"I am Shae, my Lady" Shae answered in the same accent

"I didn't ask for your name. I asked what are you here" Jade said, her tone mean and obvious

"I... am a handmaiden" The 'handmaiden' responded, taken back a bit

"No, you're not." Jadeyn rubbed her fingers through the glove "You're a whore"

Shae was quiet. "And a unique one for that matter" The Lannister daughter continued
Something her little beast of a brother would like, the voice in her head announced.

In no time, they arrived in front of Cersei's apartments "Well, you've done your purpose. Leave." Jadeyn ordered and Shae did what she was bid.

They were all there, waiting for her. Sending Sansa a nasty look, Jade walks towards the only available seat.
"I'm glad you joined us. I'm starving and Myrcella said it would be mean to start without you, aunt Jade" Tommen beamed from his place between his sister and the Stark girl.

Children's kindness, she could be as bad as she could to them and they'll still be smiling and waving at her "Oh, did she?" She asked, her grin holding more mocking than thankfulness, her gloved hand affectionately brushing through the hair on the back of Myrcella's head, but pulling out one of the golden strands of hair she had.

Yet her niece still smiled at her and fixed her attention on her mother "When will Joffrey and Sansa be married?" Jadeyn, in a subtile manner casts the strand on the ground

"Soon, darling, when the war is over" Cersei answers her daughter's question

"Mother says I'll have a new gown for the ceremony and another for the feast" she now told Sansa "But yours will be ivory, since your the bride" The northern girl just looked at Myrcella until Cersei reminds her that 'the Princess just spoke to her'

"Pardon, Your Grace" The pain and terror Sansa Stark voice brought inevitable satisfaction to the youngest of Tywin Lannister's daughters.
"I'm sure your dress will be beautiful, Myrcella. I'm counting the days until the fighting is done and I can pledge my love to the King in sight of the Gods"

"Is Joffrey's going to kill Sansa's brother?" Little Tommen questioned

"He might" Said his mother

Sansa took a sip from her drink to stop cringing "Would you like that?"

"No, I don't think so" answered Tommen

Cersei straightened her position on the chair "Even if he does, Sansa will do her duty. Won't you little dove?" she smiled at the children around the table.

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