29. The Jury's In

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Tywin was dragging his feet on getting a jury together to hold a trial to determine if Tyrion was guilty of killing Joffrey or not until the wake and the funeral were over.  It had been a few days since Joffrey passed and today was the last day of the wake.  Tomorrow was the funeral and then the trial would begin shortly after that.  Other than the knowledge that Tyrion was sitting in a prison cell below the Keep, it was actually a pleasant few days in the capital for Joellyn.

Tywin, Cersei, and Jaime had been so busy with the wake and making arrangments for the funeral that she had not seen them much.  It would have been nice to see Jaime more, but the absence of her father and her sister had definitely been nice.  She was also finally feeling better.  Her bleeding had stopped and she was no longer in any physical pain so she was able to begin training with Oberyn again.

Oberyn told her that he was very happy with the progress that she made and that he believed he would be able to catch any man who tried to attack her unaware because she was beautiful and deadly all at the same time.  Most of all, they had slipped back into their regular routine.  They finished training this morning and rushed quickly back to their chambers.  The time that the spent without any intimacy only made them feel more frantic for each other this morning.

They rushed into their chambers and as soon as the door was closed Oberyn's lips were on hers and his hands were behind her back making short work of removing her dress.  Their lips never leaving each other's Joellyn's dress and under clothes came off and she began working on Oberyn's tunic and pants as well.  As soon as he was free of his clothes, he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around him as he walked her over to the bed and laid her down.

His lips finally left her own as he trailed down her neck to her chest, then down her stomach.  She began squirming underneath him in anticipation of what he was going to do.  He continued trailing kisses down her stomach to her hip bone and whispered as he went, "Be patient, my love.  Enjoy the sensations," then nipped at her hip bone.  She moaned in response and replied, "My love, it has been too long.  Please don't tease me."

Resting his chin on her stomach he made eye contact with her and said, "I love it when you beg for me," then continued kissing up her again until his lips met hers again.  She buried her fingers in his hair and pulled his face closer to hers and continued kissing him deeply.  When she broke away from his lips she said, "Well then, my love, please fuck me."  Oberyn bit his lip and raised an eyebrow before saying seductively, "With pleasure."

Before he got a chance to carry through with his promise, they were interrupted by hearing her father's voice behind them say, "Prince Oberyn?"

Joellyn covered herself as best she could and exclaimed, "Gods, father.  Have you ever heard of knocking on a closed door?"  She buried herself under the covers and Oberyn simply covered the lower half of his body as he said, "Lord Tywin.  I hope this is an emergency."

Joellyn was astonished that her father had no reaction at all to interrupting his daughter in bed with her husband.  He really had no shame about him.  She was further convinced that he had no shame as he turned to her and said, "I have need of your husband for a few moments.  Could you give us the room?"

Joellyn gave him an incredulous look, "You cannot be serious?  You barge into our chambers with no thought about what you could be interrupting and expect me to leave?"

Oberyn rubbed her back to calm her as he chimed in, "I quite agree, Lord Tywin.  Joellyhn is my wife.  She will know what we discuss anyway.  She might as well hear it now."

Tywin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if to determine if it was worth the fight, then thought better of it and gave in saying, "Fine, do as you will."

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