Of Lions, Wolves, and Dragons (Jon Snow)

26. The Red Wedding

Days passed and soon it had been over a week since Joellyn had sent Robb the letter warning him about her father's plan for Robb's death.  Joellyn and Oberyn continued to further develop their relationship with each other.  They both began to feel as if they knew each other better, and they both enjoyed spending time with each other.

Joellyn had done her best to keep herself distracted and busy after sending the letter to Robb.  Every morning she trained long and hard with Oberyn and she could feel herself continue to improve.  On this morning Joellyn actually managed to hold her own against him longer than she ever had before.  Not that she was able to best him, but she was able to fight against him for a longer period of time than usual.

Training with Oberyn had so many layers to it.  On the surface, Joellyn fought hard against him and worked hard to improve so that she might please him and feel as if she would be able to defend herself in a fight if it ever came down to it.  At a deeper level, it was incredibly sexy to be this close to each other without making love.  As a result, their training ended almost the same way every day.  Joellyn and Oberyn would both get to the point where they felt like the could not stand it any longer, race back to the Keep, and make love to each other before starting the rest of their day.  It was a pattern that she could get use to.

On this particular morning, Joellyn was rushing back to the Keep with Oberyn trailing closely behind her.  He called out to her, "I will catch you, my princess."  She laughed and tried to increase her speed as she called back, "You will try, my prince."  Though she was not facing him, Joellyn knew that her taunt would press him on more quickly.

As they crossed into the Keep and began rushing through corridors, Joellyn was only vaugely aware of the scene they must have been causing because she was enjoying this care free time too much.  They rounded a few corners and went deeper into the Keep, but she soon squealed as she felt Oberyn grab her waist and pull her into him.  He pressed her up against the wall of the corridor they were in and whispered in a husky voice, "You should know better than to taunt me."

Joellyn felt her heartrate increase with desire and taunted him again, "Well my prince, what ever will you do with me now that you have me?"

Almost instantly, Oberyn's lips were on hers, kissing her with wild desire.  His lips did not linger long as he began kissing down her jaw, finding the place on her neck that made her weak at the knees.  Joellyn felt hot desire rise in her and the desire only increased as he kissed his way down her neck and onto her chest.  She had to stop him, but she did not in the least want to.  They were still in a corridor of the Keep, so anyone could walk down the hall and find them.  It took all of her will power, but she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.

Oberyn's eyes met her own and he cocked an eyebrow and smirked as he said, "Shall we find a more private place to continue this?"

Not in the least bit embarassed, Joellyn moaned, "Gods, yes."

Oberyn took her hand and began leading her through the corridors back to their chambers.  They were a few doors away from their own when Joellyn heard Sansa's voice in nearing them say, "I hear that you're a pervert," and Tyrion reply, "I am the imp.  I have certain standards to maintain," then both of them began laughing.  Joellyn was glad to hear the two of them joking and laughing with each other, but seeing them, or anyone, was the last thing she wanted right now.

The two couples soon met each other in the hallway.  Since Oberyn still had Joellyn's hand in his own, his abrupt stop forced her to run into him.  Joellyn felt Oberyn quickly pull her to stand in front of him and hugged her tightly to himself.  As he did so, Joellyn felt his growing manhood press into her and it took all of her concentration to focus on being polite and cordial to her brother and friend.