CarnivalBarker
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Jaime lost himself in the first few moments, filling his sister over and over. He had always been fond of her, protected her. He loved her. At the same time, Cersei had been everything a teenage girl could notoriously be, and he knew she always schemed to have her way, all else be damned. He watched her eyes remain wide, realizing the pain he was giving her, and he enjoyed knowing that he had her where every man in the realm had wanted her, and it was he who could put her in her place. She was his, to ravish, to use, to make his own. And he was committed to doing just that.
He rocked into a steady rhythm, as she lay beneath him, opened to any ministration he would give. He raised up, his hands gripping her firm thighs, before one rode high over her hip, then pressed upon her stomach, feeling her core as it struggled to take him. He fucked her as hard as he could, and in only a few moments, she was taking him easily, as he pistoned his full length deep in her little body over and over.
"You like that, little one?" He asked, grinning down upon her. He couldn't resist being cruel for a moment. "I'm far more gentle that you will get from the mad king," he grinned and leaned over, kissing her deeply, biting her lower lip before raising up to fuck her some more. He felt himself getting close to his ecstatic release. "You know how this ends, right?" He asked genuinely, willing to fill her elsewhere, if necessary, if she chose. This time. "Where do you want it, Cersei?"
He rocked into a steady rhythm, as she lay beneath him, opened to any ministration he would give. He raised up, his hands gripping her firm thighs, before one rode high over her hip, then pressed upon her stomach, feeling her core as it struggled to take him. He fucked her as hard as he could, and in only a few moments, she was taking him easily, as he pistoned his full length deep in her little body over and over.
"You like that, little one?" He asked, grinning down upon her. He couldn't resist being cruel for a moment. "I'm far more gentle that you will get from the mad king," he grinned and leaned over, kissing her deeply, biting her lower lip before raising up to fuck her some more. He felt himself getting close to his ecstatic release. "You know how this ends, right?" He asked genuinely, willing to fill her elsewhere, if necessary, if she chose. This time. "Where do you want it, Cersei?"