The she-wolf and the lion

Chapter 182 - "may I polish your sword for you, mi'lord?"

Two days later Jaime is out in the training yard while Lyra, dressed in some of Jaime's outgrown clothes, with her long thick cures hidden under a hat like one a page boy would wear and with some light charcoal on her face, very well placed with help from Cerelle, sneaks into the stables where she waits for Jaime.

She grabs a rake and starts mucking out the empty stall that usually holds Jaime's stallion Wind-sweeper. Just as Jaime walks in with his horse, Lyra stands back to let him pass with the large stallion.
"I just put in some fresh straw for your beautiful horse, mi'lord", Lyra, in the form of the stable boy "Aaron Snow", a northern bastard boy, says.
"Thank you, boy", Jaime says.

"Aaron" gives Jaime a shy look of admiration, like a young squire admiring an older knight.
"May I polish your sword for you, mi'lord?" 'Aaron' asks shyly, clearly meaning wishing to suck the mighty beautiful lord Jaime's manhood.
"I don't think that's a good idea, boy, I'm a taken man and I prefer my wife over all others", Jaime says.
"How about now?" 'Aaron' asks, showing who's actually under the clothes.

Lyra smirks at Jaime's surprised look, leaning in to kiss him and starts tugging on his pants while Jaime does the same with Lyra. Jaime lays her down in the hay, Lyra reaches her hands down between them and starts tugging on Jaime's manhood, making him stiff and moving him inside her.
"I love it when you come to me like this, like when we were young and wild and before we had children", Jaime says against Lyra's neck as she lowers herself downwards along his body and down over his large thick stiff manhood.

Lyra gets down on her knees before him, looking up at him.
"May I polish your sword for you, mi'lord?" Lyra asks, looking up at Jaime from her kneeling position, smiling submissively.
"Yes, please", Jaime moans when he feels Lyra take all of him in to her warm, skilled mouth and starting to suck eagerly.

Jaime entangles his fingers in Lyra's hair and tugging firmly as she sucks and licks his cock.
"May I touch your sword, mi'lord, or may I just taste it?" Lyra asks playfully.
"You may touch it", Jaime sighs, feeling Lyra wrap her fingers around the shaft of his cock and starts jerking him off while she sucks and licks him. "Ah fuck, Lyra, that...it feels so good."

Lyra flips them over so she's on top of Jaime and straddles him before she starts riding him hard and fast. When Jaime is about to orgasm, he pulls her off him, adjusts himself so that she's under him, still with his cock in her mouth and forces it further down her throat and starts moving his hips, pumping and thrusting into her mouth and down her throat, making her gag on his cock as he fucks her mouth.

He reaches his hand down between her legs and fingers her soaking wet, warm pussy. He feels like her reach her hand around to his ass and putting two fingers inside him, making him fuck her mouth even more furious.

Jaime grabs something noticed sticking out from the inside of the pants Lyra was wearing, a double replica of his own cock, one of many sex toys given to her by him. While forcing his cock as far down her throat as possible and pumping eagerly, Jaime fills both her holes with the toy, fucking her with it while Lyra fucks his ass with her fingers.

The moans from them makes Wind-sweeper beside them, break out of his stall through its open gate and get into the stall of his mate, Lady of the Rock. The mixed sounds of pleasure coming from the horses and their riders makes Will the stable boy come rushing into the stable.

He stops in the doorway when he hears the noises of eager coupling, but not just the sound of horses coupling, he hears a man and a woman moaning and creaking floorboards in one of the stalls. He moves closer on light feet and notices the gate to the stall that holds the master's favorite horse, the large stallion Wind-sweeper, is open and stallion is gone but the stall is far from empty.

In the hay, the lord and lady of the castle are coupling like they were a young knight and a young tavern wench. Will hides in the corner so they won't notice him and think he was snooping on them.

He hears one deep low growl from Jaime and then sounds that indicates them getting up from the hay, adjusting their clothes and Jaime walking over to the stall that holds Lady of the Rock and sees Wind-sweeper in there with her, inspired by his master.
"Oh no, no, no, my wife can drink moon tea if she needs to, to prevent another foul, yours can't, come here", Jaime says, lightly scolding the stallion while leading him back to his stall.

Wind-sweeper bucks like wild and tries to get back to and inside his mate. Jaime holds on tight and leads the bucking stallion in to his stall and Lyra locks the stall door just as Jaime has gotten out.
"No boy, back, back in your stall", Jaime says calmly, holding up his hand to the large stallion as he makes him back away from his master and in to the stall. "Good boy, I'll come back and tend to you later."

Jaime lifts Lyra up in his arms, wraps Lyra, in her page boy livery but with her long hair hanging wildly, into his beautiful Lannister cloak in a protective manner. He carries her back in to the castle and in to their chambers from a secret entrance known mainly to the lord, lady and heir of house Lannister.