Remedy / Tywin Lannister

8. Satisfaction

"Gregor," alice called out at the knock at the door. "Want to get that?"

"Not particularly." Gregor countered.

"Could you get that?" Alice countered as she chopped up potatoes

"I suppose I could if I were asked." Gregor answered. Alice sighed looking to sandor stirring the pot at the fire. Sandor shrugged. 

"Would you please get that?" Alice begged

"Of course. Why do you have to make things so complicated?" Gregor agreed moving to the door. "But its going to be for you." He pulled open the door. "It's the little one." Gregor barked. "I knew it would be for you." he grumbled. "No one ever comes to see me."

"Let tyrion in." Alice instructed. Tyrion ran past him to alice.

"Hi sweetie pie. You hungry?"

"Yeah!" Tyrion agreed as she picked him up kissing his little face and big forehead.

"Is your daddy here?" ALice hoped to speak to him after the previous nights unfortunate dinner and to think the boys were so excited to sleep in big fancy beds only to return home and sleep in their old small beds. 

"Just me. Me not enough?"

"More than enough". Alice assured. 

"My tummy is grumbling." Tyrion told her. 

"I know the remedy for grumbling tummies." Alice agreed. "Take a seat, almost done." Tyrion pulled himself into a chair and waited patiently. 

The door sounded again, gregor grumbled moving to it, he stopped when he saw Cersei and Tywin. 

"Go on." Tywin instructed. 

"You were right." Cersei mumbled under her breath. Alice moved to the door peering around gregor. 

"Louder." Tywin instructed. 

"You were right and I was ungrateful." Cersei admitted.

"Gregor, do you have something to say too?" Alice questioned. 

"Nope." He answered. "I was in the right." Gregor assured.  Alice couldnt teach him manners to save his life it seemed. 

"the food was delicious lady Alice." Cersei added. "i'm sorry, the last time we all sat together... I dont even remember how long its been." Cersei looked to alice with the most beautiful green eyes. Alice was jealous of those green eyes. "probably since mother, it just brought back... memories." 

"I understand." Alice agreed reaching out for Cersei. "And I'm sorry-"

"I'm sorry. There is no remedy for the pain I have most certainly caused you but what I can do is apologize. You were kind and I was rude. The food was delicious and I ruined a perfectly good night, might we try again?" Cersei questioned. 

"I would like that." Alice agreed holding onto Cersei's delicate hands. 

"We are eating now." Sandor called out. 

"Would you both come in?" Alice requested. Cersei looked to tywin. 

"Can we?" 

"Nothing would make me happier." Tywin assured. 

"Hi!" tyrion waved back. 

"Oh." Tywin said staring back at Tyrion. "You are here?"

"I am." He agreed, a big grin on his face. 

Alice chuckled moving to Tyrion and kissing the top of his head before sitting beside Sandor. 

"Shall we say grace?" 

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"Look at this bed!" Sandor declared. "It's as big as our room!" 

"Bigger." Gregor decided. "Did you see the size of my chambers, its bigger than our house!" 

Alice chuckled as they tested out their rooms tywin had gifted them. 

"I'm never leaving this bed." Sandor decided. 

Alice snuck away as the boys had so much fun in their new rooms. Tywin was quick to pull her into his bed. 

"What do they think?" Tywin questioned as Alice tugged at his shirt, kissing along her jaw. 

"What does what?" She countered as he fumbled with her dress. 

"Gregor and sandor?"

"Oh they love it, love it so much." Alice agreed kissing him. 'Thank you, thank you Tywin." 

"Anything for you." He agreed laying her back on the bed in hopes that the boys would stay in their chambers and let Alice find satisfaction in his. 

There was something primal, wild about the way he climbed atop her now. He leaned over her, his hair falling into his eyes.

"Oh Alice, how I crave you," he rasped, his voice thick with his fraying restraint. His forearms were all corded muscle and shaking tension as he held himself perfectly still above Alice.

Alice understood the desperate look in his eyes what he was asking her. She nodded trailing her hand down his chest. With a grunt and one delicious thrust of his hips he was fully seated inside her. She gasped, the sheer enormity of him stealing the breath from her lungs. Her body clenched and unclenched involuntarily, struggling to adjust to his size as he tried to hold himself back.

She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down into a searing kiss. He was everywhere, all at once, and she wanted him to move, to feel the glorious sensual pleasure of him sliding in and out of her body.

She wanted to have him in her arms as they moved together, to fall apart in ecstasy as she held him close. On a shaky exhale he slowly pulled out, and then thrust back into her with so much force the headboard knocked against the wall. She slid her hands down his backside, gripping the hard muscle beneath her fingertips as she tried to pull him even deeper inside her.

 "Is this okay?" The cords in his neck stood out in sharp relief as he fought to hold on.

"Yes." She agreed and He groaned, feral, his lips so close to the overly sensitive skin of her neck she felt it more than heard it. Whatever thin filament of restraint he'd been clinging to seemed to snap with another sharp thrust of his hips. And then another. And another.

"Mine," he growled, the speed of his thrusts increasing, his voice taking on a deep rumbling timbre she had never heard from him before. She answered with an incoherent moan, writhing beneath him, pinned to the mattress by his strong hands and the relentless pace of his hips.

He'd been a patient and giving lover earlier. Now, he was using her, her body, for his own pleasure. She liked this side of him. The realization that he wasn't going to let her out of this bed until he'd thoroughly had his way with her thrilled her completely. A desperate cry tore from his throat, nearly sending her spiraling straight into another orgasm.

"Please," she begged breathlessly, not even knowing what she was begging for. She canted her hips upward, matching his thrusts, mindless in her desperate, urgent need. Her lungs couldn't pull in enough air. Her body couldn't get enough friction. There was nothing in the world but his breath in her ear, the pounding, relentless thrusts of his body into hers, and the shimmering orgasm he was about to give her that still remained frustratingly out of reach. But he kissed her again and that touch made her come undone. 

She was still in the throes of pleasure when his hips slammed into her one final time, he bit down on her lip drawing blood. Fore and blood, the blood on his tongue, her name falling feverishly from his lips.

His whole body went rigid above her, his back arching, his hands fisting the sheets on either side of her head so tightly his knuckles were white. They were silent for a long moment after that as they lay side by side on the mattress.

Her head lolled on his chest, the gentle designs he was drawing on her arm with his fingertips making her drowsy. The only sounds in the room, aside from the steady rhythm of their breathing,

When alice arrived home the next day she found three new beds and a note. 

~Although I prefer you in mine, just in case I thought you might want this, especially for those boys of yours. Tywin~