'So we are going to die... At Winterfell. not the death I would've chosen I always pictured I would die in my own bed at the age of 80 with a belly full of wine and a girls-''mouth around my cock.' Jaime finished with a laugh.
''At least cersei won't get to murder me, cersei... I'm sure I'll get some satisfaction dying from that pleasure well I'm getting ripped apart by dead man.' Tyrion told Jaime, 'maybe after I'm dead I'll go to Kings Landing and rip her apart." Tyrion mused watching jaime rub his jaw. A smile quirked his lips.
"Hows the jaw?" Tyrion questioned. Jaime turned his gaze to him.
"You know not so bad." Jaime corrected dropping his hand to his side.
"Oh I bet. Its all the colors of the rainbow." Tyrion agreed.
"How's your face Jaimeson?" Salem questioned strutting forward.
"I deserved it." Jaime answered. Tyrion laughed out.
"Yeah, you did." Salem agreed. "You deserve to be pushed from the tallest tower. But Bran doesnt hate you and said I shouldnt either." Salem offered with a shrug. "So... you can thank him for me not making your life hell... for now."
"I was a different person back then." Jaime remarked.
"Im sure you think so." Salem offered. "But in my experience people dont change."
"Well I-"
"Dont trust the word of a lannister." Salem cut in.
+"Salem Stark brought peace to the houses'' Davos admitted. "Jon and Salem are a good duo, they work well together, the men listen to Salem without hesitation."
''And our queen is grateful' tyrion told him as they walked along winterfells, into the streets and among the common people. They were making weapons, training for the upcoming battle.
"The north does not know her, the free folk do not know her, they are a stubborn as goats she's going to have to earn it.' Davos told him "And I dont think Salem will agree to shared custody of the title Queen. But..."
''I sense that you were leading to proposal ?' Tyrion questioned following after him.
''On the off chance we survive the night king when was the last time the seven kingdoms were ruled by a just woman and a righteous man?' Davos looked down below to Dany and Jon, standing close, smiling lovingly at each other.
''They do make a handsome couple' Tyrion agreed. "But you are right, the men listen to Salem, not Jon. They would follow into the grave because they know she would never led them there." Tyrion admitted. "Not if they side with her... they dont want to risk their queens rage. I have seen that rage up close and personal." Tyrion remarked.
"You dont think she would stand down for her brother?" Davos questioned.
"I think she is too comfortable as queen." Tyrion corrected. "And someone will have to pry that crown off her corpse one day."
"You're a walking wet dream." Tormund remarked. Salem glanced back at him as she fixed her dress magnus burped as she pat his back.
"Kiss my ass Tormund." Salem countered putting Magnus down. Tormund moved to her swiftly. "What are you doing!" she jumped.
"Kissing your ass," he said in his calm voice while curling his fingers under the hem of her dress. slowly pulling down her panties to expose her bare backside. She grabbed one of his arms to stop him.
"I'm not kissing your dress." Tormund ignored her hand gripping his forearm as he exposed one side of her butt. He kissed her bare ass slowly at first. Then, he kissed it harder with a lot more suction.
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Roshambo / Tormund Giantsbane
FanfictionSalem Stark took winterfell back from the Boltons, Jon arrived from the wall just in time to see his sister claiming their victory. Tormund took one look at the wolf queen and fell in love. 🐺 "Wanna make a bet that you break before I break. Wanna...