The she-wolf and the lion

Chapter 187 - Jaime the younger of houses Lannister and Stark

Two years later.

Lyra sits with lady Cerelle in her rooms. Both women are heavy with child, their husbands are out in the training yard with their sons, Jaime's two sons, lord Daemon Lannister, lord Gerion Lannister and Bronn's son, Robert of Lannisport, named for the place of his birth.
"How soon will lord Jaime's next son be born?" Cerelle asks.
"The maester said that Jaime's next son will be born in two or three moons", Lyra says. "He made sure to monitor this pregnancy closely, to make sure that it wouldn't risk my life"

"How does lord Jaime feel about the new baby?" Cerelle asks.
"He is very eager and happy about the new baby" Lyra says. "He has wanted us to try for another son for a long time, the last time we tried, the child died in my womb when it was but a few weeks old"

"But this time the child lives?" Cerelle asks.
"Yes, this time the child lives", Lyra says.

"Have you and lord Jaime has thought of a name for the new baby?" Cerelle asks.
"I have decided that we will name him Jaime, after his father", Lyra says.
"What does lord Jaime think about this?" Cerelle asks.
"I haven't yet told him what name I have chosen for our son", Lyra says.

"When will you tell him what name you have chosen for your son?" Cerelle asks.
"I will tell him what name I have chosen for our son tonight when we lay in our bed, either before or after he's had me, I'm quite sure that he will require us to lay together tonight" Lyra says.
"How often does Jaime require you lay with him?" Cerelle asks.

"He usually wants it at least once a day", Lyra says. "It still amazes me that he still wants to lay with me, after over twenty years together".

Later that night, after they've made love gently in their bed, as Lyra lays on Jaime's chest, she decides that it's time to tell him about the new baby growing inside her.
"Jaime, I have news for you" Lyra says, kissing his hairy chest gently.
"What news, beloved?" Jaime asks.
"You know that I'm with child again, that I'm carrying another strong, healthy son for you, but I haven't yet told you what name I have chosen for him", Lyra says.

"What name have you chosen for our son?" Jaime asks.
"I have chosen to name him Jaime, after you", Lyra says.
"You want to name our son after me?" Jaime asks, his voice cracking with emotion.

"Yes, I want to name our son after you, what better way to honor the love of my life and the father of my children?" Lyra asks.
"You have no idea how much that means to me", Jaime says. "That you are willing to name your son after me".

"Our son", Lyra says. "Of course I want to name our son after his father, you are the love of my life, Jaime, you've always been the love of my life".

"How soon will our son be born?" Jaime asks.

"Craylen says that our son will be born in two or three moons, most likely three moons", Lyra says.

Three months later, Lyra gives birth to a healthy bronze haired baby boy, the birth is a surprisingly easy one for Lyra, Jaime stays by her side through it all, holding her hands in until the very moment that the boy child is halfway out of Lyra, then he has Cerelle take over, holding Lyra's hands while Jaime himself pulls the boy out of Lyra.

When the boy's squalls fills the castle, Bronn, Daemon, Gerion, Jariella all come running in to the room.
"This is Jaime", Lyra says, showing the boy to his older siblings and to the captain of her household guard.

"If I didn't know better, I'd take him for a Tully", Daemon says. "Since all of us got father's golden hair."

"Your grandmother and your great aunt by marriage both have auburn red hair, my mother colors her hair to make it dark brown and dim the red in it", Lyra says. "It surprised me too that your new little brother got bronze hair instead of golden hair like all my other children"

"The color of his hair doesn't prove anything, I made him with you in our marriage bed", Jaime says, kissing Lyra's damp hair softly. "You did wonderfully, by the way, delivering me another beautiful son, despite being told that another child birth would be dangerous for you, you are so brave, my love"
"You have given me such beautiful children, Jaime", Lyra says, kissing his lips.
"They are definitely beautiful, our children, all our children", Jaime says.

Lyra leans in to whisper in Jaime's ear, the words whispered in to his ear makes his neck redden with desire and lust and makes his manhood stiffen in his linen pants.
"Let me take care of your manhood tonight, with my hands and with my lips", Lyra whispers in his ear.
"Yes, please, you can most certainly do that tonight", Jaime says. "I'll have the servants bring the cot in to our rooms so that we can have baby Jaime beside us to care for him ourselves."
"The serving women will think you mad for such a request, my love", Lyra says. "A child of a noble house, or of two noble houses, like our children, should be cared for by servants, by wet nurses".
"I know, but nursing them yourself keeps you from getting pregnant, so it's a win-win situation there, you give suck to our children, helping them grow strong, and while you're still nursing them, we can lay together without you becoming with child", Jaime says simply.
"And it excites your naughty father to watch" Lyra tells the newborn, suckling at her swollen nipple.
"That too", Jaime admits shamelessly. "It makes me a little jealous, if I'm to be honest, it makes me want to suckle on your teats as well"
"Jaime!" Lyra says exasperated, covering the ears of the newborn.
"Father!" Daemon, Gerion and Jariella say as one, equally exasperated, covering their own ears.
"My lord!" Bronn says, shocked, staring at his master.