Game of Thrones: Imagines and one shots. Book four

Lions - Part 2 - Tywin x Jaime x Reader

(Y/n) couldn't help but moan, as she rode the old lion as if he were some prized stallion between her legs. Their bodies moving in sync as Tywin's hands gripped at her backside, and his lips brought one of her pert nipples into his mouth. Her hands gripping onto the back of his chair, as his tongue circled the hardened nub.

He had had his hand buried into her hair, as she had released his already firm cock from his breeches and brought it into her mouth. His hips bucking upwards, every time that she would gag on his length. His moans becoming louder every time he felt himself hit the back of her throat. She loved to watch him at moments like this; his eyes closed, his head dropping back and his mouth open, as he savoured the feel of her mouth. And she had pleasured the old lion with her mouth, until she had felt the first twitch; (Y/n) quickly getting to her feet and pulling up her skirts, before climbing atop him. Her hand taking his manhood and stroking it firmly, before she sunk down onto him. Tywin making light work of the strings that held together her bodice; a smile spreading across his lips, as he exposed her breasts. His hands kneading the supple flesh; his lips kissing them and his tongue ghosting over her nipples, as lewder and lewder sounds filled the room. Her hands moving from the chair so that she could grip at his shoulders, as she felt the moment of ecstasy draw closer and closer. The old lion encouraging her, telling her that she was such a good girl, as she called him, her Lord, and she told him that he was going to make her cum. Pleasure suddenly taking over all of her senses, as he released inside her and brought with it her own high. Tywin continuing to grip at her flesh, as she rested her head on his shoulder, and did her best to regain her breath.

"You will come to my bedchamber tomorrow night." (Y/n) lazily nodding in agreement to the order. The lady placing soft kisses to his neck, before drawing back so she could look at the handsome older man. Tywin actually smiling at her, as he carefully took her face in his hands.

"You are such a good girl, for me." He said again. The remark bringing a blush to her cheeks. (Y/n) more than happy to be a good girl for the lion. More than happy to be a bad girls too, if that what he wanted. The lady never minding Tywin punishing her a little. The red marks that would still be visible on her backside after a night in the rooms of the Hand, testament to the fact that he liked punishing her too. Tywin placing a kiss to her forehead, before she slowly raised herself from him. The pair adjusting themselves, before (Y/n) curtsied.

"Thank you, my Lord........." She said. Smiling sweetly at him, before turning and making her way to the door.

"Lady (Y/n).........."

"Lord Hand..........."

"Do not be surprised if I call you again, before tomorrow evening......."

"Of course not, my Lord..........." (Y/n) smiling to herself, before she opened the door and left Tywin to return to his work.

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She sat up, as a knock on her chamber door roused her from her slumber.

"One moment........" She called out. (Y/n) rubbing the sleep from her eyes and reaching for a still lit candle, as she threw back the covers of her bed and let her feet touch the floor. A shiver racing up her spine, as the cold made its way up through the tips of her toes.

Slowly, she made her way to the door. The patter of her bare feet on the stone, the only sound in the silent, dark room. She had no idea of the time; but the first thought that crossed her mind was that her late-night caller was probably a bannerman sent by Tywin, or the old lion himself. It seeming that he really hadn't been able to wait until the next evening for her. (Y/n) placing the candlestick on a small table, before she opened the door.

"Jaime........." The Kingsguard quickly pushing his way into the room and closing the door behind him; before he grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall. His lips finding her neck, and his hands moving up under her thin nightgown.

"I have been thinking about you all day, and it had been driving me mad. I couldn't stay away, (Y/n). I need you.........." Jaime confessed. (Y/n) only able to gasp, he continued to grab at her flesh. The lady able to pull his shirt up over his head, before he almost tore the material from her body. The light cloth softly dropping to the floor, as the golden lion picked her up. Her legs wrapping around his waist; their kiss never breaking, as he carried her to the bed.

Reluctantly, she let him go; propping herself up on her elbows and watching, as he pushed off his boots and fumbled with his breeches. Jaime looking at her, as she let out a giggle.

"What.........?"

"You.........." His confused look making her laugh all the more.

"You are always so eager when you come to me. It is so sweet watching you fumble like this......."

"Is that right." Jaime countered, as his pants dropped to the floor. Jaime stepping out of them, before using his foot to push her legs apart, then settling himself come to rest between them.

"Then let me show you how eager I really am............."