Things I Wish You Said / Gregor Clegane / Vaera Targaryen

28. Why Me?

Gregor started at Vaera, letting his hand drop slightly so his fingers graze against her bare shoulder. He moved them back and forth, holding eye contact with her the entire time. He watched her pupils dilate, little by little, with each stroke. He couldn't stop himself from biting his lip before slipping his hand onto the slope of her shoulder, his thumb lightly gliding up the length of her neck. Her lips part ever so slightly, and that's the moment he knew he was done. His hand moves up to cradle the base of her neck, and he pulled her toward him, leaving barely an inch between their lips. Their breathing blends for a few seconds, his chest thumping with anticipation. He grazed his lips against hers, a preview, before dipping down to her neck. He dragged his bottom lip up her neck until he reached her ear, lingering a moment before capturing her lobe and giving it a soft tug. 

'You are late.' Tywin barked. 

''Yes yes well you will be pleased to learn that after one conversation with the Tyrells I have saved the crown hundreds of thousands on this wedding.' Tyrion said happily. 

'Never mind that we have something important to discuss.'

'A master of coin saving money is important. Stop that,' Tyrion turned his eyes to Cersei 'you're making me uncomfortable.'

'Your little sister has learned that your new friends the tyrells are plotting to marry Sansa stark to ser Loras.' Tywin told him.

'Very well she's a lovely girl missing sort of Loras' favorite fits but I'm sure they'll make do.' Tyrion told them.

'Your jokes are not appreciated' tywin informed him.

'Wasn't my best but I got-' Tyrion began but was cut off.

'I bring them into the Royal fold and this is how they repay me by trying to steal the key to the north out from under me.' tywin muttered.

Vaera couldnt stop smiling. She knew she was blushing but she didnt care. Gregor loved her too. No it wasnt love, it was like. He really liked her too. Vaera felt her heart racing as he ran a hand over her thigh. He was pretending nothing had happened, or maybe she had dreamt it. 

Did she dream kissing him? It certainly wouldnt be the first time. 

'Sansa is the key to the north?' Tyrion asked 'I seem to remember she has an older brother.''

''The starks have marched home, the young wolf has lost half his army and his days are numbered.' Tywin told him. "Theon Greyjoy murdered both his brothers that makes Sansa the heir to Winterfell and I am not about to hand it over to the Tyrells.''

''The Tyrell army is helping us win the war do you really think it's wise refuse them?' Tyrion questioned.

"Gregor?" 

"Aye?" He answered. 

"I want to kiss you again." Vaera admitted. A smile curved his lips as he reached out grabbing her chin. She leaned forward her lips parting. 

"I'm sure you do." Gregor breathed back before getting up and letting her go. Vaera sat there leaning forward awkwardly for a long moment before she slumped back into her bed. 

"What are you doing?" Vaera countered her face up to the ceiling. 

"I'm getting you cookies."

"I dont want cookies." Vaera corrected. Gregor froze at the door. "I want you. Now either tell me you like me too and kiss me or-" he rushed to her and suddenly he was hoovering over her. She held her breath until his lips descended onto her and she felt his body roll down grazing hers. 

''There's nothing to refuse, this is a plot, plots are not public knowledge.' Tywin reminded him. 'the Tyrells will not carry this out until after Joffrey's wedding we need to act first and kill this union in it's crib tonight.'

"Gregor-" Vaera moaned out. He growled kissing along her neck. "Gregor-"

"You can't keep moaning my name." Gregor warned pulling back, vaera whined breathlessly. 

"Why not?"

"Because I wont be able to stop myself." Gregor snarled teeth grazing her sensitive flesh. 

"I dont want you to stop." Vaera assured.  He bit her neck, sucking at her collarbone. The quiet gasp that leaves her shoots right into his hardening cock. He smiled to himself before finally, finally, giving in to what he had been dying to do since the moment he laid eyes on her. Her lips melt against his, the kiss soft as they slowly moved against each other. She tastes like an angel, her lips bringing him to the gates of heaven. He didnt know what his lips were for before this because they were meant to be on Vaera. 

He had never wanted a kiss this much in his life, and the satisfaction of tasting her was euphoric. She was everything he imagined and more. His tongue teases her lips apart, and he took his time exploring her as she sighs into him, knowing he could spend all day like this. He pulled back, looking at her.

Her hazy green eyes rolled back as she pant out. He was about to drag her into another kiss when her hand suddenly shoots up and grasps his jaw, pulling him hungrily into a new kiss. It's fervent, desperate, delicious. A complete switch from the soft, lazy perusal of before as they sat on the couch just exploring each others touch. But he matched her one for one, devouring her with equal ferocity.

His little angel wants to dance with the devil.

Vaera was the only one that wanted to dance with him. To love him. To touch him. 

Suddenly, she's swinging one of her legs over his body, straddling his lap. He felt her against his cock and groaned. Who knew she could be such a tease? She started moving her hips slowly over him, and it felt so damn good. He couldn't help it when both his hands travel to her hips, pushing her down harder.

"Fuck, Vaera." He grumbled, he gave her lip a sharp nibble, and she moaned into it, fingers tightening around his jaw. This woman was perfection. He pushed her down on himself harder, feeling her slide back and forth on his pant covered cock with more friction. But he was a hungry man, and he let one of his hands travel up past her hip, along the lines of her body, until he reached the soft fabric of her dress. 

"Take it off." Vaera requested. "I want you."

"Why me?" Gregor questioned. 

"Why me?" Cersei whined. "Why not Vaera?"

Why not Vaera? They all knew why. Vaera was the favorite.

Olenna had the same thought however and set up a date for Loras and Vaera.