Use Me / Cersei Lannister x OC Male

25. Focus Jon

The Prophecy / Aegon Targaryen out now!
"If I don't return at least you won't have to deal with the King in the North anymore." Jon offered.

"But I've grown used to him." Daenerys countered.

"I wish you good fortune in the wars to come, Your Grace." Jon added as he headed to the ship.

Tate didnt know how he ended up in cersei's bed. That was a lie, he knew. It was a bottle of whiskey and the realization that he had a son. That would do it.

"Im sorry about tommen. I liked him." Tate whispered as he got up. She watched his muscled ass move as he picked up TJ. "Skin to skin is good for bonding. My sister told me that. Maybe it was her way of trying to get me to tend to the children so she could make more." Cersei chuckled softly forgetting how easily he made her smile among the chaos.

"Go back to Eastwatch. Get a raven to Daenerys, tell her what's happened." Jon decided.

" I'm not leaving you." Gendry countered.

"You're the fastest. Go! Now!"

"Did you bend to this woman?"

"The dragon lady? Come on cersei you like me on my knees for you and you alone."

"True." Cersei agreed. "But did you?"

"I didnt shove my tongue in her cunt. I will leave that to the yongesters."

"Be serious."

"I didnt-"

"Tatum."

"I didnt bend the knee to her." Tate assured. "I only do that for scary beautiful woman that im confusingly falling in love with."

"You love me?" Cersei whispered

"Falling. Big difference and room for error." Tate countered. "On your part that is."

"Of course because you are perfect."

"Glad we agree."

"Stop talking." Cersei begged

"You know how to do that." Tate challenged.

"I do and i have missed shutting you up." She agreed her lips covering his.

"How many people live here?"

"A million, give or take." Tyrion answered.

"That's more people than the entire North crammed into that. Why would anyone want to live that way?" Jon questioned.

" There's more work in the city. And the brothels are far superior."

"Why isn't she with them?" Cersei hissed from above.

"I'm afraid I don't know, Your Grace. No one has seen her." Qyburn answered.

" And the rest of them?"

"They're on their way to the dragon pit now." He answered.

"Including our brother." Cersei realized.

"Yes, Your Grace."

" If anything goes wrong, kill the silver-haired bitch first, then our brother, then the bastard who calls himself king. The rest of them you can kill in any order you see fit. Come, Ser Gregor, it's time for us to meet our guests." Cersei hesitated at the nursery. "Your friends are here."

"I already know the spiel." Tate countered. "Im staying here... is that alright?"

"You are not going to try and steal him away while im distracted?"

"Im not a monster. But dont put deranged ideas in my head." He teased. " we will be right here when you return."

Tate straped Tj onto his chest and headed down. He saw jon standing front and center while the "queen" sat back uninterested.

"Fucker- excuse my dothraki." Tate teased. Tj wasnt phased as he watched the world go by. "You see her? Letting jon do everything while she just- oh your mother doesnt look happy. I would like to take credit for her happiness because im sure she was miserable without me."

Tate sighed patting tjs little back.

"I still havent told jon. Well i told him when he was unconscious mdoes that count?" Tate pondered. "Your silence is infuriating." Tj gurgled an answer. "Thank you much better."

"I have to tell Jon but if i do i have to tell your mother and she scares me.., you know i take it back you are a good listener." Tj laughed out smiling up at him. "Strong silent type like your mother. No wonder she loves you... i do to you know. I love you kid."

Tj smiled up at him contently in his arms. Tate never thought he would be a father he was always the fun uncle. The add to the trouble family member. The one no one wanted to deal with for long term except the kids they loved him.

"Oh look they are done your mother is even more mad... okay i should talk to Jon. You want to come with? Say nothing if you want to come." Tate instructed. Tj continued to smile. "Great let's do this."

Cersei was annoyed to find Tate gone but she knew he wouldn't steal her son he wasn't creul.

Tyrion pushed the door open and Cersei scowled.

"Jon psssssst." Tate whispered

"Uncle Tate!" Jon ran to him. "Where were you-who is that?"

"My son hey listen focus."

"Your son?"

"Need told me something before he died and i have been harboring this secret so good i forgot i was holding it but since you know queens and everything..."

"You have a son?"

"Cute right? A mini me. Focus jon. I'm trying to tell you that You are Targaryen."