I don't own Game of Thrones (obviously).
Inspired on Jaime and Brienne's scenes from last episode. SO MANY FEEEEEEEEELSSSSSS.
Armored
"Arise Ser Brienne of Tarth, a knight of the Seven Kingdoms." Jaime said carefully. There was moment in which he looked into her blue eyes and saw her child like wonder. She was finally what she was born to be, a knight.
Brienne after all, was knightlier than any of the noble knights he ever knew or read about. She was good, brave and honorable. He did not think Brienne ever lied to anyone. He wanted to hold her and kiss her cheek. Congratulate her and just be with her. Jaime realized that he had missed her very much. His musings were cut short when he heard his baby brother proclaim Brienne. "Ser Brienne of Tarth, a knight of the Seven Kingdoms."
Jaime walked away with his sword, happy that his left hand held the weight of the Valyrian sword without wavering. He smiled lightly when he heard the claps. Jaime looked towards Brienne and saw something wonderful. Brienne was laughing. The older knight was transfixed by her. Her eyes were teary but there was only happiness. Jaime felt happy to have caused that smile, those tears and that laughter.
They all went back to looking at the fire and talking. Tyrion offered some more humorous insights while the wildling tried to engage Brienne. Jaime was a little annoyed by his presence. It was obvious to all in the room that the redheaded man wanted Brienne. Jaime of course knew that nothing would come out of it. Tormund Giantsbane was too low for Brienne. She was the heir to Tarth and now a knight.
Jaime stole glances at Brienne for another half an hour before Ser Davos attempted to retire for the night. This was the last moments before what could only be defined as certain death. Tyrion asked for a song. Pod was surprisingly good. Jaime had of course listened to Jenny of Oldstones thousands of times before but the way that Podrick sang the piece was haunting. The wine must have hit him more than expected.
Ser Davos was the first to go. Podrick and Brienne left shortly after. The wildling watched her go. "I am going to make big red headed babies with her." The man said gruffly.
Jaime frowned. "You are not."
"I will survive this war and make her my woman. We will have big strong babes. They will conquer the world." The man said with a smile and his eyebrow wiggled. He then trailed after her.
Jaime watched him go and kept silent. Tyrion laughed from his chair. "You like her." His baby brother said.
Jaime remained quiet. "It is ironic really. I would love if Cersei were here to watch it. She's lost you." Tyrion continued.
"I am going to rest for a bit." Jaime stood up.
"Her quarters in the west wing." Tyrion said. Jaime kneeled to hug his baby brother. "Good luck out there." He said as farewell.
"I will see you when it's over." Jaime said as he left the hall.
He knew that he should go to his quarters and rest for at least a few hours. Jaime however could only think of Brienne and the way that she laughed and smiled. He walked to the courtyard and found her sitting on one of the benches.
"I thought you wanted to rest." Jaime said as he sat next to her.
Brienne's brow furrowed, "I could not sleep and Pod was pacing from side to side."
Jaime looked at her inquisitively, "Podrick and you share quarters?"
The wench frowned, "no, he just keeps close. He's a good lad and fancies himself my squire still."
Jaime nodded. They were quiet for a few minutes. "I know how hard it was for you to leave her." Brienne said carefully.
Jaime glanced at her. "It was; she is with child." He could not lie to her, to not Brienne. "She says it's mine."
"Do you doubt her?" Brienne followed the conversation.
"No. It has to be mine. Cersei's only kept our children. She found ways to rid herself of Robert's seed." Jaime said the words out loud.
Brienne was quiet once more. Jaime thought of Olenna Tyrell then. "Someone recently told me that I could not help myself. My love for Cersei was beyond my control. It was, maybe it still is."
Brienne nodded, "we don't get to choose who we love." She said carefully. Jaime laughed, "one of the stupidest things I have said in my life."
She smiled, "I could think of other things." Jaime and her stayed quiet for another while.
Jaime looked at her, "we could be dead in a few hours." Brienne looked away.
"I better leave you to it then." Jaime stood up but stopped when Brienne called his name.
"Ser Jaime." The woman said.
"Ser Brienne." Jaime turned and smiled at her.
"It is cold in here." Brienne said.
"My quarters are quiet warm. Would you care to accompany me?" Jaime said politely. His heart galloped wildly.
"I would." She said and followed him to the east wing. Jaime opened the door to his single bed. Lady Stark was not as accommodating or forgiving as he thought she would be. The rooms were small and there was only a small cot.
Jaime looked around, "it isn't much but it will do for the few hours we have left."
Brienne blushed and looked at the cot. "I should probably go back to my quarters." She began.
"Very well." Jaime was not about to force her with his presence.
"I do have to ask something of you before you leave." Jaime said and approached her gently.
"Ser Jaime I…" She began as he came closer to her. She was slightly taller than him. Jaime could count her freckles and could see the blue of her eyes.
Jaime kissed her gently. He needed to kiss someone other than Cersei. Brienne kissed him briefly and then pulled away. "I don't need your pity." She said with a shaky voice.
The man frowned. "It isn't pity. I had to know what it would be like to kiss someone other than Cersei."
Brienne shook her head, "so you were using me."
Jaime felt angry. "No I wasn't."
Brienne nodded, "I respect you Ser Jaime." She said carefully. "As do I." Jaime replied and then watch her as she turned around and kissed him.
Jaime kissed her back gently. He did not want to spook her. He did not know what it was but he felt at peace when he was with her. She brought out the good in him. Jaime was sure that Brienne did not have any experience in this area. He kissed her cheek and the side of her neck. The woman tensed.
"Brienne, we can stop." He whispered carefully.
She kissed him again. "You have never said my name like that." The woman kissed him again. Jaime liked that. He liked kissing Brienne quite a bit. Soon they were clashing with each other. Jaime watched as she removed her armor. She looked at him as if expecting him to do the same.
"I only have one hand." He said with a shrug. Brienne helped him out of the armor. It was awkward for a moment. Jaime then looked at her and smiled. They were in their plain clothes and closer than before. Jaime could feel her body. She was of course muscular, tall, taller than him but there were curves to her that he had failed to notice before.
"We might not have a lot of time and I want this to be good for you." Jaime whispered while trying to remove her plain shirt from her body.
Brienne nodded but trembled when he tried to lift her garment. "I'll go first." He removed his shirt and then his pants. The man hesitated when he looked at his golden hand.
"Take it off." She said firmly.
Jaime removed the string around it and put it with his clothes. There he was, a forty something old knight. Brienne shakily removed her pants first and then her shirt. They stood in front of one another for a few seconds. Jaime took her in. She had battle scars on her body but they did not take away from her true beauty. Brienne was a warrior but also a maiden. She was pale and her legs were long. He imagined them wrapped around him, how it would feel to be inside her. Jaime could feel himself harden at the thought of running his fingers over those legs. He came closer to her and touched some of the scars. She trembled when he did that.
"Are you scared?" He asked her lowly.
"No." She replied but shook like a leaf.
Jaime kissed her a little more forcefully this time to test the waters. Brienne responded but slowed down the kiss. The kiss was once again hesitant and soft. Jaime took the hint and caressed her face and shoulders with his hand and stump. Brienne kissed him back and then moved to kiss his neck as well. The man led her to the cot and noticed how uncomfortable it would be for them.
"Lay down." He would have liked to touch her all over until she was wet and begging him for it but there was no time. Jaime wanted her to feel good. He wanted her to explode and know what it was like to feel pleasure at least once before they died.
He ran his hand over hip. Brienne tensed a bit. "You said you trusted me with your life." He looked at her. She nodded but was still guarded. He wished to take back all the times he called her ugly. Perhaps she was not graceful like Sansa, beautiful like Dragon queen or even pretty like all those high born ladies but Brienne was noble, she was good, so very good. She was a breath of fresh air. Brienne had become a voice in his head that made him think that there was good in the world.
"Trust me." He said and touched her mound. Jaime had only been with Cersei. He knew what Cersei liked not what Brienne liked. He decided to start with the things he knew. Jaime touched her lightly and was happy when she squirmed and moaned. Brienne was extremely sensitive and flushed easily. Her chest, neck and face were pink and turned red when he caressed her. Jaime's desire grew when the woman moved her hips match his fingers. He circled her button and the woman almost jumped from the cot.
"Do that again." She said hoarsely.
Jaime did so and then entered her with one of his fingers. He worked carefully to make her orgasm. Jaime was painfully hard just by looking at her. Brienne was very responsive and so disinhibited. He felt proud now, she was now beyond feeling ashamed. Brienne sought her pleasure and squirmed. Jaime felt the need to kiss her but to kiss her where his fingers had been. He wanted to suck on her there. There was barely anytime to do that with Cersei. They were always afraid of being caught. He realized that there was no time to think about Cersei. This was about Brienne. She deserved all the pleasure he could give her. Jaime moved to kiss and suck there.
He heard her emit a guttural sound when he sucked and was almost afraid that she would pull his head away. The man was pleasantly surprised when Brienne caressed his head and pulled him more towards her. He felt her shake and become limp. She was red all over and breathed heavily.
They were quiet for a few seconds. He gave her time to process that experience.
"Do you still want to continue?" Jaime asked. Brienne nodded.
"I want to know what it feels like." She said openly.
Jaime positioned himself. He slid inside her and needed some time to accommodate himself to how tight she was. He began to pray to the seven that he did not make a fool of himself and spill too quickly.
He actually moaned when she moved her legs above his ass. She tensed, "should I have not done that?" She asked and blinked at him.
He almost came from that, "you have no idea how good you feel around me." He whispered.
"Are you not supposed to move now?" She asked once more.
Jaime moved almost imperceptibly, "do you want me to move?" He asked her trying to hold on.
"Yes." She said. Jaime did, Brienne moved with him but it was clear that he was enjoying himself much more than she was. This is for her he thought and began to kiss her neck and earlobe. Brienne squirmed a bit and tightened her hold on his back. Jaime jerked a bit more inside her and then kissed her deeply. He picked up the pace and decided that Brienne needed to be on top. Jaime turned on his back.
Brienne looked confused, "Get on top."
"I could crush you." She said while looking away.
"You won't. Get on top." He said and touched the curve of her left breast. He had some ideas for her. Brienne reluctantly mounted him. "Now, move back and forth." He whispered and there it was. She gasped and did it again. Jaime stayed flat on his back and watched her face. She had a very expressive face. He could see her mouth opening a little bit, the bite of the lip and her eyes closed. "Could you touch it." She said timidly.
Jaime did not have to be told twice. He sat up, embraced her with his stump on her back and rubbed circles on her button. Jaime felt her constrict around her. "Jaime. Jaime. Jaime. It feels so good." She said as she reached orgasm. Brienne jerked a little and grabbed his hand to move it way from her button. It was all he could do before he spilled inside her. He jerked inside and felt the sweet release. "Fuck Brienne." He fell on the cot and took her with him. They were sticky and messy. He grew sleepy as did she. They could have been dozing off for minutes or an hour. Jaime would never know.
They both heard the horn. "They are here." Brienne stood up and began the process of donning her clothes and armor. Jaime followed suit. She helped him with his armor as to gain time.
They were quiet. "Thank you Sir Jaime." She said without looking him in the eye.
Jaime felt disappointed when she tried to leave. He decided that if he was going to die, at least he would have a nice memory.
"No." He said and turned her to kiss her. Their armors clashed once more. "I am Jaime and you are Brienne from now on. Not after what we just did. He kissed her hands and she laughed.
Jaime loved to see her face so open. Her blue eyes sparked beautifully. He followed her with a smile of his own. If he died, he would die with a happy memory fresh in his mind.
