I wake to find it
night outside and myself lying beneath some furs in a huge tent of
Lannister colours. Cersei is beneath them waking me with her mouth
and a sweet release quickly overwhelms my senses.
As she kisses her
way back up my body I close my eyes, only opening them again when she
rests her head upon my chest. “I can never get enough of you,”
She admits happily, “I crave you and your touch more then the
finest wines in this world.”
One of my hands goes
into her hair, stroking it gently and she sighs with contentment. I
am surprised at how natural this feels, how right it is to lie this
way with my...Lover? No, I shouldn't call Cersei that. She wouldn't
let me anyway.
Then she raises
herself above me, gliding inside me gently with the conqueror.
Filling me effortlessly and expertly making me hers again. Her pace
is surprisingly gentle and she lowers herself to kiss me with equal
tenderness.
“I love you
Cersei! I love you!” I cry out at the point of pleasure for us both
and she falls against me shuddering with a soft cry of my name.
“I know you do.”
She whispers gently after we've calmed, “But I can't be with you
like that.”
“Why not?”
“Loving people has
not exactly been easy for me. No one has ever loved me in return.
Apart from Jaime and...”
“You don't have to
explain.”
“I know you want
more from me. And its not that I'm unwilling to... I do care about
you. Very much. But I'm not sure how...”
“Kiss me.” I
urge gently, pulling her into my arms as she does so and turning us
over so that I am the one on top. With a smile I slowly move down her
body to quickly remove the Conqueror and toss it out of the bed.
“What are you
doing?” She asks with undisguised amusement and gently pulls me
back up to kiss me again.
“Teaching you how
to make love to someone.” I answer with a smile and fit my body to
Cersei's as I kiss her again.
Putting her hands
upon my hips, I claim her lips and set a slow and gentle rhythm as I
move against her. Cersei wraps her legs around mine and moans,
surprising me by surrendering herself so quickly to my gentle
lovemaking.
“Oh Sansa...”
She moans quietly with pleasure as my womanhood gently brushes
against hers again and again, “This is wonderful...”
This goes on for
quite some time then unexpectedly, she laughs and turns us over so
that she is the one on top. “I can only take gentleness for so
long.” She explains taking me so extremely hard and fast that
several releases hit me at once.
Cersei doesn't stop
or tire as servants suddenly enter with a bath and begin filling it
with hot water. They pay us no attention and continue doing their
duties as I pull her beneath the furs with me.
“Oh Sansa,” She
gasps as an extremely powerful release makes her collapse against me
breathing hard, “I can never get enough of you.”
I leave her to
recover and slide into the bath. She raises herself up to watch me
and smiles before joining me there.
To my surprise
Cersei does not claim me again as she usually does but simply parts
my arms, lies herself against me and rests her head upon my shoulder.
“Is this what
lovers do?” She asks quietly, intertwining her hands with my own.
“I believe it is.”
I answer gently kissing her upon the forehead and smile, happier then
I have ever been in my life before this moment.
-x-x-x-x-x-
Cersei and I dress
each other in our most comfortable travelling clothes then head out
of the tent. A beautiful picnic awaits our attention as the servants
begin to take the tent down and she openly takes my hand, leading me
to it.
We sit down upon
comfortable cushions, side by side and begin to eat and drink. Once
we have broken our fast, she moves her head into my lap and begins to
kiss me through my skirts.
“Oh! Cersei!” I
let out a groan as body immediately responds to her touch and reach
down to gently push her away, “We can't. Not here.”
“Yes...” She
responds pushing me back onto the cushions, raising my gown to my
waist and then her own to show me that she is wearing the conqueror,
before kissing me passionately, “We can.”
One of her hands
slips between us, easing the conqueror inside me and she makes love
to me with wild abandon.
A release hits, then
another and another before Cersei finally collapses against me in the
throws of an intense release of her own. “See?” She laughs on my
shoulder and carefully smooths down both of our gowns.
“Do you intend to
be wearing the conqueror for the rest of our journey?” I whisper
quietly, unable to hide a smirk from appearing on my lips.
“That depends,”
She raises her head to look at me with a wicked smile, “On how
badly you actually want to be expertly ridden back to Winterfell?”
“Oh,” I return
the smirk, laughing happily, “But I now happen to be an expert
rider myself.”
`
“You merely had
the best teacher in all seven kingdoms.” Cersei counters playfully
getting to her feet and then helping me to stand.
“Literally.” I
add and laugh, as she pulls me into her arms, kissing me with a
surprising tenderness she has not shown me before.
Then I knew I didn't
need her to say it.
I knew that she
loved me.
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