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16 March 2012 @ 11:57 pm
G A M E O F T H R O N E S K I N K M E M E  

- all characters must be from george r. r. martin's a song of ice and fire's series or the hbo adaption game of thrones
- leave a pairing in the comments, along with an accompanying kink - eg jaime/cersei, voyeurism, theon/robb, oral.
- graphics and fanart are also accepted
- no hate pleeease, we don't all love the same ships but let's not bash because of it :)
- multiple fills are encouraged

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lord protector of jon snow's valexylodemon on March 21st, 2012 02:09 pm (UTC)
A Means to an End - part 2

Cersei made a soft, urgent noise, hidden in the back of her throat, and Ned leaned in closer, replaced his fingers with his tongue. She tasted different than Catelyn, brighter, sweeter in a way that almost whispered of summer, and she tensed and twisted instead of sighing into it, pushing herself against his mouth and knotting her fingers in his hair. He licked into her, slow thrusts of his tongue and a dull ache spreading through his jaw, then slid his fingers back into her, dragging his mouth up and pressing a wet kiss to her clit, curling his tongue over it again and again and again, until her legs were shaking and her voice was hoarse and her thighs were slick with sweat.

She was moaning now, loud enough that Ned worried someone might hear it, and he was hard, even though he shouldn't be, even though didn't want to be, and he hated himself for it, but he missed Catelyn with an terrible ache he could feel deep in his bones, and Cersei was beautiful like this, her eyes closed and her skin flushed, her back arched and her golden hair a wild wreck on the soft, godswood grass. He brushed his thumb over her clit, twisting his fingers as he kissed the inside of her thigh, his teeth just grazing her skin, and she fell apart with a long, graceful shudder, her fingers still twisted in his hair.

He wanted inside her, wanted to pull her onto his lap and thrust up into her. He wanted to close his eyes and pretend this never happened, wanted to get as far away from her as he could.


He sat up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand; he could still taste her on his tongue, could still smell her everywhere. "Your Grace."

"Jaime told me what happened, the day King's Landing fell," she said quietly, resting her hand on his knee. She slid it up his leg, almost tentative, pausing at the front of his breeches. "You could've taken the realm for yourself. Such a sad mistake."

"I've made more mistakes than you can possibly imagine," Ned said, closing his eyes as she untied his laces, "but that was not one of them."
Laine Montgomerylainemontgomery on March 21st, 2012 03:42 pm (UTC)
...wow. That was STUNNING. It's amazing how you manage to keep Ned so completely in character, even when he's doing something that seems to go against everything we know about him. You incorporate GRRM's text very nicely into the story, too. And this segment-

"Here?" Cersei asked, her voice as soft as the oak leaves dancing in the wind. She frowned slightly, but her legs fell open as his hand slid up her thigh. "Why?"

"So the Gods can see."

I. Die.

Really, truly gorgeous.
lord protector of jon snow's vale: ned stark (winterfell)xylodemon on March 22nd, 2012 12:30 am (UTC)
Thank you so much!
hell is other peopleworkswithwords on March 22nd, 2012 01:42 am (UTC)

I cannot speak coherently. This was beyond hot, it was a temperature not yet discovered. I have a THING for Ned/Cersei and this just...it hit every kink button a million times, while still keep them so TRUE to their characters despite the very different situation you put them in. AMAZING. SERIOUSLY.
lord protector of jon snow's valexylodemon on March 22nd, 2012 05:05 am (UTC)
Thank you so much!
the queen of heartsphoe21 on March 27th, 2012 09:21 pm (UTC)
omg I love this! I love that you incorporated the text. I'll just be over here pretending it really happened this way.