Game Of Thrones - One-Shots

Tywin Lannister

"Come in," the all too familiar voice calls from the other side of the doors. The guard opens it and you step through.

Tywin glances up from the papers in front of him. Seeing that it is you he signals the guard to leave, which he does quickly, the door slamming shut behind him. You slowly walk over to him so you are standing in front of his desk. He sighs but doesn't look up. 

"What is it?"

"It feels like it has been ages since I've seen you." Your voice comes out soft and timidly. You don't want to anger him. "I miss you." 

"I'm busy," he replies. You let out a sad sigh, looking down at your feet. 

You knew he would do this but you just missed him so much. You and your husband had only been separated once when he went to fight the Stark boy. But since he has become Hand of the king it feels like that same separation now. You don't even remember the last time he came to your chambers when you awake, and he is always gone when you wake in the morning. 

"Yes, of course, Lord Hand." You turn quickly before he can see the tears threatening to fall. You walk to the door quickly and are about to open it when a hand slams onto it, stopping you. 

"I didn't dismiss you yet." You turn your head away from him only for him to gently grab your chin and make you look at him. 

"Can I take my leave?" 

"What's wrong," he asks, his voice more gentle than before. He looks at you with concern, something that he never lets anyone but you see. 

"I told you. I miss you." 

"Y/n," he says, sighing. He wraps his arms around you and you bury your head in his chest, holding onto his arms tightly. You have missed feeling his arms around you so much, you really don't want him to let go. 

"It feels like when you were battling the Stark boy. Yet worse because I know you are in the same place as me."

"I'm sorry, my love. Being the Hand has taken up more of my time than I expected it would."

"I knew it would. I just didn't expect to never see you." He kisses the top of your head, pulling you closer to him if that was even possible. "I'm sorry for bothering you. I should go and let you work." You try to pull away from him but his grip on you only tightens.

"No. I've missed you as well, and now that you are in my arms I don't think I can let you go." He leans down as if to kiss you but instead just lets his lips graze yours. You're suddenly breathing faster, your body greatly reacting to his after not being this close to him for so long. 

"Perhaps I shouldn't have come then. I really don't mean to distract you."

"I know my love. Come." He pulls away from you but grabs your hand, walking to his chair. He sits and then pulls you on his lap, letting you get comfortable before wrapping his arms around your waist. You lay your head on his shoulder, placing one hand on his chest. 

"This really isn't proper. At least not in the Hand of the king's office."

"It's not. But lions don't care about the lambs think."

"I suppose. And I like being this close to you that I can't find it in me to come up with more arguments." He chuckles, beginning to rub circles on your hip. 

"Perhaps we can find a way to be together more."

"How? Your duties aren't going to just suddenly lighten."

"No. I can have a more comfortable chair brought up for you. And you can come in and read or sew, that way we can see each other a bit more at least." You lift your head so you can look at his face. 

"Really?"

"Yes. It's not the best but under the circumstances, it can do for a time." You press your lips to his, feeling him start to kiss back very quickly. An all too familiar warmth grows between your thighs and you pull away, not wanting the moment to get that heated. 

"That would be wonderful. Even if for just a short time in the day." 

"Than it will be ready for you tomorrow." He starts placing kisses along your jaw and all the way up to your ear. "Don't tease me again or I may just have to take you here." A blush rises on your cheeks as the warmth between your thighs grows. 

"Love, that would not be wise. You used to often tell me how Cersi tends to barge into the room." He growls in your ear causing your whole body to shiver. 

"She should learn some manners." 

"Tywin," you scoff, trying to pull yourself from him. His grip on you only tightens as he starts kissing your neck, finding that one spot that he knows makes you go weak and sucking on it. You let out a small moan before biting your bottom lip. There are guards outside and you would rather they didn't hear you. A knock on the door interrupts you and Tywin's squire comes in, ducking his head when he sees the position the two of you are in. 

"My lord, the small council meeting is about to start."

"Leave," Tywin replies forcefully. The squire ducks out of the room faster than you have seen anyone move before. 

"I suppose now we must part." He sighs in frustration and it is clear why from his member beneath you. 

"You have no idea how maddening this is right now."

"I have some idea." You pull at your skirts and then grab one of his hands, letting him feel your wetness. 

"You are not helping me right now my love."

"If you move your hand I can leave. You do have to deal with the small council." He moves his hand and pulls your skirts back down as well. You slowly rise from his lap, turning back to look at him. You lean down slightly and give him a gentle kiss. 

"I want you to come back later."

"Are you sure that is wise love? I have already taken up so much of your time." You mean it in a teasing way but the look on his face shows that he is having none of it. "I will come back. Maybe I'll be waiting for you after the small council meeting." He stands and moves his breeches slightly to try to hide his current state. 

"Yes, do that. I will tell the guards to let you in." You smile as you turn around and head to the door, swaying your hips more than needed causing him to groan. "You are maddening."

"That's one of the many reasons why you love me I hope."

"At times." You giggle. 

"I will see you soon, my love." You turn to smile at him one more time before exiting, the smile not leaving your face for hours.