Oberyn Martell Fanfictions

From Marriage to Love - Chapter 6: Puppet Masters

All your doubts and fears have vanished like mist in the morning sun as you hurriedly strode through the gardens: hand in hand with Oberyn, just like careless lovers. The boyish charm you saw radiating from him had completely captured you and your heart melted with every swift glance he shot at you over his shoulder. He must have wanted to be sure that you could keep the rhythm, you thought, but the truth was, he just couldn't get enough of that weird, warm sensation that bubbled up in his stomach every time you smiled at him.

He led you to a pool and the hand that had held yours so far suddenly released you, leaving behind nothing else just a sharp, chilly sensation on your skin, a fading memory of his touch. He flashed a mischevious grin and all the magic disappeared as he started to strip.

"Yo-You're not gonna... oh!" Your unfinished question was quickly answered by the prince's naked butt.

"What? You said I'm gross." He shrugged and his eyes radiated such innocence that could hardly be overshadowed by that nasty grimace on his face.

You rolled your eyes and let out an annoyed huff, trying not to make it obvious that you were practically screaming inside.

You did your best to focus on the pendant hanging from his chest, but your gaze, as it had found its own will, kept getting lost at a certain point of the prince's lower body. You felt pale but all of a sudden heat rushed up to your neck and into your cheeks. He leaned over to you and you could feel the warmth of his breath on your skin as he spoke.

"What's wrong? You've never seen a naked man before?" He grinned and was very pleased with the offended expression he brought to your face. "By the way, I'm not the only one who needs a bath."

The cheeky comment had your jaw drop, making it impossible for you to utter a single word. And when you run out of words, you act.

His smile did not fade, even when you pushed him by his shoulders with all your might causing him to fall into the water and drown. You didn't even notice the giggle that broke out of you. Unrestrained and pure.

"Mmm, water is perfect!" He said with satisfaction, flashing an enticing glance at you to join him.

Chewing on your cheek, you hesitated. The garden seemed empty. Not even a distant voice disturbed the humming noise of nature. And the water was really inviting. Not to mention the prince! You took one last look around then started to get rid of your clothes.

You didn't have to see the eyes of the prince to feel them panning your body from top to toe. Awkwardly fumbling with the laces and buttons you continued to undress until all you had left was your underwear.

Oberyn was grinning wildly with triumphant glamor in his eyes and you knew that he was about to win again. He plays his tune and you dance.

You stepped into the water and paused as Sheila's words came to your mind. 'Boys like to watch...' You mumbled under your breath and took off the last piece of clothing covering your body.

Nothing was more satisfying than watching his face change as you stood naked in front of him. His grin froze, his chin dropped and the mischievous look disappeared from his eyes as astonishment took its place.

You have never seen him so bemused before. He seemed almost embarrassed. Sheila was right and you glowed like a goddess as you slowly walked into the pool.

The water was surprisingly warm and felt pleasant against your skin. As soon as your body was submerged in it, you felt relaxed.

"It's impossible to figure you out." Oberyn admitted as you floated next to him.