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[soncroisement]

Joscelin was beginning to appreciate his room more than ever. Over the months he'd dwelt with the Lannister family, guarding Cersei, he'd begun to experience a great deal of confusion. The way the twins treated him- friendly, but... too friendly. As though they wanted something from him, something his vows forbade him.

His room, as small and plain as it was, provided him a refuge from the whirl of thoughts and emotions that confronted him around the twins. He could meditate or read, and distract himself from the ache of desire that had started to pierce him whenever they were near.

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[soncroisement]

Joscelin's climax is nearly silent in comparison- he pants against her skin, taut and shuddering inside of her as he bursts, the pleasure erasing any other thought.

[slayedaking]

Of course, now, Jaime is hard as a rock again. "Still up for more?" he asks Joscelin, smirking that smug smirk that infuriates so many of his peers.

[soncroisement]

Joscelin blinks at him for a moment before Jaime's words penetrate, sending a shiver of heat through him. He is damned for this night, he's sure of it, but he might as well go to his damnation happy. "What do you want?"

[slayedaking]

Jaime grins and gestures for Joscelin to move away again, then shifts, putting his back to the wall and Cersei's back to his chest. She seems to figure out what he's planning and squirms a little. "Jaime, no-"

He kisses her hard, even as she squirms like she wants to get away, while Jaime's hand comes up between her legs. After a moment, she gasps against his mouth and seems to melt a little, nodding when he pulls back. "Hand me the oil," Jaime tells Joscelin, gesturing to where he left it. "I'm going to take her as I took you. And when you're ready, you'll take her as you just did."

[soncroisement]

He blinks at the idea, feeling his cock twitch already- not ready to start getting hard again, but the idea... the idea is not unpleasant. "Is- is that really all right?"

He's hesitant as he finds the oil and hands it to Jaime, looking to Cersei. "Lady Cersei?"

[slayedaking]

She's quiet until Jaime's oiled hand finds its way between her legs again, a moment later, and then she's sighing and arching. "Yes," she breathes, eyes closed, then opens them to look at Joscelin. "Yes, Messire Cassiline," she says, smiling a little before she loses it in a moan at how Jaime's hand works her. "Ah, Jaime..."

[soncroisement]

The reminder of his status makes him flush guiltily- if he was a good Cassiline, he wouldn't be in this situation, naked on a bed with his ward and her brother fornicating not a foot away. He leans in, trying to push the thought away by exploring Cersei's breasts with his mouth.

[slayedaking]

Cersei gasps, a hand coming to his hair again to stroke and tug occasionally, letting him know when he does something good. She moans eagerly when Jaime pushes inside her and begins to rock, slowly. "I'd advise you to make haste and get that thing hard," he says, somehow smirking even now. "I may finish without you."

[soncroisement]

"I was not aware finishing so quickly was something to boast of," Joscelin says before he can stop himself. But he is quickly hardening, Cersei's breasts being very fascinating, and he slips a hand down to wrap around himself and stroke.

[slayedaking]

Jaime laughs at that, enjoying the riposte, and puts his hand on Cersei's shoulder, looking down to concentrate on what he's doing to her to make her moan like that.

[soncroisement]

His laugh draws a smile out of Joscelin, which he quickly hides by pressing kisses to the underside of her breast before he moves up to thrust inside of her again. This time he leans in to kiss Jaime, hoping that that's appropriate.

[slayedaking]

Cersei cries out desperately when he does, and she doesn't look like she could kiss with both hands and a map right now, completely overtaken with the feelings they give her. Jaime kisses Joscelin hard, biting at his lip and tangling a hand in his hair. He groans a little, able to feel Joscelin moving through the thin wall of flesh that separates them.

[soncroisement]

Joscelin matches his movements to Jaime's, moving his hips carefully but steadily even as he kisses fiercely, biting back, one hand on his shoulder.

[slayedaking]

Jaime keeps that up as long as he can, but he doesn't have the coordination to do it forever, so after awhile he's pulling back, settling behind his sister to kiss at her neck and ear as she moans, only getting louder when Jaime slides a hand down between her and Joscelin to rub at her pearl. "It's all right," he tells Joscelin. "We can't hurt her like this, not now anyway." They've been in her long enough that she's adjusted, so now they can move however they like.

[soncroisement]

"Ah... right." He moves faster, harder, already eager to come again as rocks in and out of Cersei's wet heat.

[slayedaking]

She's apparently been entirely reduced to animal urges -- normally such a cold and proud woman, she's all heat here, moaning both their names. After only a moment, she says Jaime's name with an extra note of urgency, and he just manages to get a hand over her mouth to muffle her scream, gritting his teeth hard as she clenches around them both. His hand slips away as he comes too, biting her shoulder hard as his hips jerk into her.