[closed]

[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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[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.