Warning: Some serious sexiness (I hope) Season 2 spoilers regarding the Battle of the Blackwater
Tyrion and Bronn together is the next best thing after Ian Gallagher and Mickey Milkovich.
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As she continues to accompany Bronn to Kings Landing, Lady Tully finds herself in more risqué situations with the gallant knight. Takes place during the night of the battle with the wildfire craziness.
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Who would have thought that an intoxicated me would be better at sensing when Bronn was sneaking up on me than a sober me.
"I thought you'd be coming." I spoke as I poured myself another glass of wine. King's Landing had been good to me in that manner although drinking wasn't something I was keen on wiling away my time on.
When no response came from Bronn, my eyes rose up to where I watched him walk around my room, tinkering with the ornaments that decorated the walls. "You haven't said it yet." I noted which brought his attention to me.
"Said what?"
"'I'll be in the vanguard, tomorrow.'" I mocked him, smirking over my goblet as I brought it to my mouth.
"I didn't think that line would be necessary tonight seeing that you're drunk." I bit my lip at this as a grin pulled at the corners of my lips.
"I'll have you know, Ser Bronn, that I uphold my morals even when I'm slightly intoxicated." I defended, unconsciously slurring some of the words that confirmed his accusation that I was, indeed, drunk and definitely not "slightly intoxicated".
"Morals?" His brows creased together. "As far as I'm concerned, playing with a man like this is considered immoral." He claimed as he casually leaned back against the walls, crossing a leg over the other and his arms over his soon-to-be armored chest.
"As far as I'm concerned, you're côck would have to be out for me to be considered playing with a man." I shot back and when my response succeeded in catching him off guard, I smiled in victory. "And now you're thinking about it, aren't you?" I tilted my head slightly to the right as I dipped my forefinger into my wine. "You're thinking about me playing with your côck." I brought my finger to my mouth and closed my lips around it from the knuckle before slowly bringing it back out with my eyes closed. When my finger finally left my mouth with a pop, I looked up at him and smirked. "You're a dirty, dirty, man, Ser Bronn."
Bronn shook his head as a slow smile found its way onto his face. He let out a short breath of unbelief and briefly looked up at the lights.
"I thank the Gods everyday that you don't have more men creeping up to your chambers at night." He finally spoke.
"Yes, you would have to be the only one who hasn't taken the hint yet."
