Okay, here we go. An OC Lannister story, this time only one. This will be my interpretation of a Tyrion son story. Also he's being paired with Sansa. I know I've been doing this a thousand times but I hope to make this more original. A big shout out to Blizzarddragon777 for making the suggestion to me and inspiring me to do this story. Also this will be starting in the middle of Season 3/Storm of Swords as I would be redundant in telling the other areas of the story like the beginning in Winterfell. Also fair warning here. I'm going to be doing the wedding and the bedding so there will a bit of a smut scene here. I say a bit, I don't even know how to write smut that well, but I'll try.
Prologue
He walked to his grandfather's solar to hear whatever news his grandfather had to tell him. Loren had no idea why he was being called to his grandfather's solar but he figured it had to be important. Loren knew he would one day be lord after his father, Lord Tyrion Lannister. His father had something tragic happen to him in his life and that his mother, Jeyne Lannister, a cousin of his took pity on him and tried to comfort him. Eventually they fell in love and married a year before he was born. He was the only child they ever had, as his mother had a difficult time birthing him. But it was through him that their relationship grew stronger. Tywin as a result of this begrudgingly proclaimed Tyrion as his heir and Loren to succeed after him. Loren was told when he was older later on that it surprised his father greatly as he had been hated all his life because of the circumstances of his birth. His grandmother Joanna Lannister died when giving birth to Tyrion. His grandfather loved her so much that he hated him ever since, and his aunt Queen Cersei hated him as well. Loren did not have any great love for his grandfather or his aunt Cersei and her son Joffrey. He thought they were all being too cruel to his father and he shouldn't be blamed for something he couldn't control. But his grandfather gave him another chance.
When Loren was eleven years old, his grandfather had made a betrothal for him. A girl from the North, Sansa of House Stark. She was to come to Casterly Rock to be fostered there and learn what it meant to be Lady of Casterly Rock. She was about a year younger than Loren, ten years old when she first came here. She was already proving to be a very dutiful and perfect lady. Her mother had said that from the age of three Sansa was the perfect lady and it showed. She didn't flaunt her status or be cruel to those around her, her kindness was genuine and she didn't seek out power like others. Though the girl had a hard time with numbers and sums to which Tywin sat her down for four hours until she could handle it. And she learned, she was a slow learner but she learned, nonetheless. In that time Loren got to know his betrothed seeing as how they were to marry one day. They would often go to the beaches and swim there for a few hours before heading back to the castle. They would hide in their rooms telling each other secrets. Of course Loren told her about how he hated his cousin Joffrey and told Sansa about his cruelty and how he learned that from his mother who was just as cruel. Sansa was shocked to hear this but took Loren at his word as he had never lied to her before. When Loren was thirteen and Sansa was twelve on her nameday, they shared their first kiss, and it was then they realized they loved each other.
Loren was thinking about the events that transpired ever since Jon Arryn died. He and Sansa accompanied his father, mother and Robert Baratheon and his family to Winterfell where Sansa's father was named Hand of the King. Loren and Sansa went back to Casterly Rock while Loren's father and mother went to the Wall. That's where everything went wrong. His father and mother were both kidnapped by Sansa's mother Catelyn. While Loren didn't blame her for this Sansa was afraid of what would happen to her, to which Loren assured her she would be fine. His grandfather mustered his forces and had Loren join him in invading the Riverlands while Sansa stayed at Casterly Rock. Loren fought at the battles at the Golden Tooth and at Riverrun, then afterwards went to his Grandfather's forces at the Green Fork where he met his father and mother safely there. He participated in the battle on the Green Fork against Roose Bolton and managed to reach his position where one of his men killed him. After that, Loren and his father were both sent to King's Landing where Tyrion would serve as Hand of the King and Loren would be in charge of the city's defense, while his mother would go back to Casterly Rock to rule in Tywin's stead along with Sansa. Loren and his father fight in the Battle of Blackwater and held off long enough for his grandfather and the Tyrells to reinforce them. Loren even managed to kill Stannis Baratheon himself, though not without getting a scar along the right side of his face. Loren though, gave Stannis and honorable death, with his last words being to take care of his daughter and to do his duty. And he did, after that Dragonstone surrendered and Shireen Baratheon's uncle Alester Florent gave her to his family. But Loren insisted that she be in his custody. Shireen then bent the knee and became the Lady of Storm's End.
After that, Joffrey was now betrothed to Margaery Tyrell. However he had to watch out for Sansa now, as she and his mother had been called to King's Landing to attend the wedding. It also surprised him that his mother had given birth to a baby girl whom she named after his grandmother, Joanna. He thought he would be the only child of his parents but it appeared fate had other things to deal with. Sansa and Shireen also grew closer to each other with the girls being inseparable. Sansa told Loren of Littlefinger's plot to get her out of King's Landing and asked Loren what she should do, should she trust him or not. Loren answered her and said no as his actions are the reason why their families are at war to begin with, he also confided in Varys who confirmed that Baelish was the one who betrayed her father. After that, Sansa never trusted him again. However now Loren was being summoned to his grandfather's chamber in the Tower of the Hand to discuss something of importance. What he didn't expect to see was Sansa already there.
"You're late." His grandfather said.
"What's Sansa doing here?" He asked.
"This business concerns her too. Sit." Loren did as he was bid.
"Did you want to check up on father's progress with the wedding plans or…"
"Never mind that now we have something more important to discuss."
"Alright." He looked to Sansa who was nervous at the moment. "What is this about?"
"Your betrothed has told me of the Tyrells plans to break the betrothal to you and get her to marry Ser Loras."
"Why would they do that? They know I'm betrothed."
"They think that I'm not worthy of you and that your family sees me as a traitor's daughter." Sansa replied.
"Which is nonsense. I bring them into the royal fold and this is how they repay me? By trying to steal the key to the North out from under me?" His grandfather said.
"Sansa's the key to the North? I seem to remember we're at war with her brother, who is significantly older—" Loren said before Sansa interrupted.
"My brother lost the Karstarks. Which means he's lost half of his army. Theon killed both my younger brothers. That makes me, the last trueborn Stark, the heir to Winterfell." Loren looked at Sansa shocked that she would say that so calmly. Though he could tell from her eyes that it was sad for her.
She's already mourned them. She shouldn't have to. It's her family for goodness sake! He thought.
"I will not have the Tyrells steal her away." His grandfather said agitated.
"The Tyrells are helping us to win this war. Is it wise to provoke them?" Loren asked.
"They're the ones who have provoked us. And this is nothing more than a plot. Plots are not public knowledge. They won't carry it out until Joffrey's wedding, which means we need to act first. Which means it's time for you two to marry."
Loren was shocked that his grandfather would suggest that. They agreed that Sansa and he wouldn't marry until she turned sixteen. She was barely fourteen right? As if she read his thoughts Sansa spoke up.
"I'm fifteen now Loren. I've already flowered. It's not unusual for brides to marry young after they've flowered. At least I'm not twelve and you're not thirty." Sansa told him sounding like it was alright. Loren still didn't feel comfortable with it.
"There you see? Your future wife is willing to share your bed. Do you consent to the marriage now, or would you rather wait?"
Loren already knew the answer to that. They couldn't wait. The Tyrells would scheme their way through to the North. He couldn't let that happen. And Loras would never love her, not like he did. She would loathe him considering the company he keeps. He had no choice.
"I consent. We'll wed now." His grandfather gave a nod of approval.
The day of the wedding had arrived. Loren was dressed in a doublet of black and red. The vest was all black with gold lions outlined around it while his sleeves were a rich red leather. He wore ceremonial black boots that reached his knees and a cape of red around his shoulders. He looked very handsome, some would say he looked like his uncle Jaime or his grandfather. His mother then entered the room carrying two things. A cloak that had the Lannister sigil on it and his baby sister Joanna.
"My boy. Already set to be married. You'll always be my little boy no matter what, you hear me?"
"Yes mother thank you." He pointed at the cloak. "What's that for?"
"This is the cloak I wore when I wed your father. Seeing as you are marrying now, it should go to your wife." She handed him the cloak. It was huge and very heavy decorated with golden lions and a few rubies in there.
"Wow. This looks amazing." Loren said in awe.
"I know you'll treat Sansa well. I can see it." His mother said.
"How?"
"Because you have that same look when your father wed me. And I see Sansa has that same look too when I wed your father. It may seem like a fast love now, but the both of you will be challenged a lot along the way. But no matter what happens, know that you'll always have each other." Loren looked to his mother taking in her words and nodded his head.
"Thank you mother. For the advice. I admit I'm a bit nervous. I've been anticipating this day since grandfather made the proposal. I just never thought that it'd be… well you know." Loren trailed off.
"I know. But we must do our duty for our family. After your grandfather comes your father, then you and then your son. Or I should say sons considering the circumstances."
"Yes indeed. But when that happens I'll make sure my sons are ready. Ha, I can't believe I'm already talking like a father."
"Well your ready though. And that's what counts." She then went to hug Loren who returned it warmly. Joanna squealed in delight. Loren then took her into her arms.
"Well, I didn't want to leave you out. Oh, you'll be making the boys tongues fall to the floor when you're my age."
"Oh no! She'll stay that way forever! I forbid her to grow up!" His mother said. All of them were laughing. Then his squire, Rollam Westerling came to the door.
"Pardon my lord. It's time." Loren then dismissed him and both him and his mother looked to each other saying their farewells.
The wedding would be held in the Great Sept. Loren stood between the Mother and the Father statues. To his left he saw members of the Westerland lords there. His grandfather, aunt, and cousins Joffrey and Tommen were there. To the right he saw some of the lords of the Crownlands there, but not the Tyrells. It must have been because they felt slighted.
Why? Loren thought. This is what my grandfather had planned all those years back. Then they try to steal it and then when they get caught they fell offended.
Then he saw the doors opening to where Sansa would appear. He though she looked like a goddess. The dress was ivory and silver and the maiden's cloak on her the sigil of her house made her even more beautiful in his opinion. He then saw his father escort her to the altar. This was done on a request that Joffrey wouldn't behave himself and that Tyrion had known her longer and was going to be her new father anyway so he might as well give her away. The ceremony passed through very quickly in his mind, his father had unclasped the direwolf cloak and the Loren put on the lion cloak, then it came to the vows.
"With this kiss, I pledge my love, and take you for my lord and husband." Sansa said.
"With this kiss, I pledge my love and take you for my lady and wife." Loren responded back. He leaned toward her, she did the same, and they shared a long kiss. Then the High Septon spoke up.
"Here in the sight of gods and men, I do proclaim Loren of House Lannister and Sansa of House Stark to be one heart, one flesh, one soul. Cursed be he who would seek to tear them asunder." The crowd went into applause, though Loren caught Joffrey and Cersei's eyes filled with hatred.
The wedding feast was small perhaps fifty guests were there. This is where Loren found the Tyrells.
Oh, now they're here. How delightful. Loren thought.
Loren was eating and drinking, though not as much as one would think. He could see Sansa was doing the same. However he did want to surprise her with something else. There was a servant bringing over some sweets his way. The servant laid the tray out for Sansa to see her favorite. Lemon cakes. She looked to him shocked and happy.
"Well, I know you like them. so I had them make some just for us." Sansa laughed.
"Thank you Loren." She said as she grabbed one and started eating it.
"Just don't try too many, don't want you to get heavy like last time." Sansa mocked a shocked look on her face.
"I don't eat that much!"
"Sure, last time you did I had a hard time carrying you to your room." They both laughed as she playfully hit him. Then they got up to dance. Loren and her were dancing gracefully. Soon other guests were joining them. then came the time to switch partners. Loren danced with Elinor Tyrell, who half-heartedly congratulated him, Lady Alerie Tyrell who did the same, Lady Tanda who wished him many children for him and Sansa, until it brought him face to face with his aunt.
"You look very happy today." Loren was taken aback for a second.
"Thank you, Your Grace."
"You are just so perfect aren't you? With everything you do. You get everything, Casterly Rock a beautiful wife, all because your mother whored herself to my brother." Loren was angered by that statement. She has no right to call anyone whore. But he thought of something to insult her.
"Hmm, it's funny you say that. My mother married my father and produced two trueborn children. How many have you produced again?" He saw Cersei falter. Now I have you right where I want you. "Oh, trust me, sweet aunt Cersei. You do not want to threaten me right now. One word and I tell everyone here the truth. I don't care if it hurts Tommen and Myrcella, I'll hurt you just like you've hurt my family." And with that he ended the dance with her. But then something irritated him even more. Joffrey called out to the crowd.
"Time for the bedding ceremony!" He shouted.
"I will have no bedding." Loren said.
"Where's your respect for tradition cousin? Come everyone, let's see what this she-wolf has to offer my cousin!" Loren got angrier.
"I said there will be no bedding ceremony!" Loren said firmly. Joffrey wasn't having it.
"You will, if I command it!" Loren had enough. He took a knife from the table and slammed it on the table shocking Joffrey.
"You want to try something again? Or does this knife need to enter somewhere else where you can't move?" This left the whole room silent. His grandfather was getting up.
"What did you say?" Joffrey asked him. Loren enjoyed seeing him angry, when Joffrey was angry, he would make mistakes.
"I believe we can dispense with the bedding, Your Grace. I'm sure Loren did not mean to threaten the king." Loren realized what he was doing and let go of the knife.
"I apologize for that Your Grace. I'm a very protective man. This is my wife after all. I've known her since she was ten I've always looked out for her and I'd rather escort her to the rooms myself." Loren stood up and took Sansa's arm. "Come wife. Let's leave." And with that they left the feast.
They had been granted the airy chamber of the Tower of the Hand. Loren kicked the door behind them and barred it.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that to him." Loren said.
"It's alright." Sansa said softly.
"No it's not. No doubt he'll try something on me. Or maybe my aunt will."
"They won't. Not while I'm alive." Loren turned to Sansa shocked that she would say something so strongly. "I'm serious. I'm tired of people like him and Cersei who just walk on others and the rest of us have to carefully maneuver around them. They're stupid and ignorant."
"Well I could have told you that." Loren chuckled. Sansa chuckled as well. "But you're right. I'm sorry I'm worrying." They both looked at each other for a while before they started moving slowly closer to each other. They got close that they could feel their breaths on each other and closed the distance. They kissed for a while with Sansa making little squeals and moans while Loren groaned in her mouth. They broke apart to breath and then Loren stepped back.
"I think we know what we have to do." Loren said. Sansa nodded back. Loren then started removing his doublet while Sansa fumbled with her laces on her dress. Loren tossed his doublet on a chair before removing his boots. Sansa sat down on a chair and began removing her shoes and lacings. Loren then took off his undershirt and before long he was in his breeches. He took those off too and he was now in his smallclothes. Sansa was now only in her shift which meant that they were very close to seeing each other bare for the first time. Loren took off his smallclothes standing in front of Sansa as naked as his nameday. Sansa eyed him up and down looking at his manhood a few times. Sansa then took off her shift and then she was naked before Loren. Loren looked at Sansa intensely eyeing her hips, her thighs, her womanhood, her breasts were partially covered by her hair she had let down. Loren felt desire boiling in his stomach. He could feel Sansa was thinking the same.
They both went to the bed and sat down still looking at each other. Loren then got a little closer to Sansa and began kissing her again. She returned the kisses almost immediately. He put his hands first on her shoulders before having one hand on her waist and then one on her breast. Sansa gasped in pleasure as they stopped kissing for a moment. Sansa then eyed his length. She reached out with her hand and gently stroked it. Loren shivered at the feeling.
"Am I hurting you?" Sansa asked softly.
"No!" Loren said quickly. "It's just, really good." Sansa smiled widely.
"Okay. Can I kiss it?" Loren looked at her shocked.
"What? Do you want to?" He asked confused.
"Maybe." Sansa said before lowering her head and placed a delicate kiss at the top. Loren shivered even more. "Is that good?"
"Does it look like it wasn't good?" Loren asked playfully. Sansa then kissed it some more before putting it in her mouth. She began bobbing her head slowly up and down his length. Loren never felt anything like it.
Seven hells. This is amazing. And I complained about waiting? Loren thought to himself. He could see Sansa looking up at him a genuine smile on her face. She wanted this, she wanted him. And he wanted her, he's always wanted her from they day they first kissed. Loren wanted her to be happy, now that he saw her like this he knew she was happy with him, that she loved him. She began quickening her pace, Loren could feel he was about to explode when suddenly he did. But to his surprise, Sansa kept sucking. She then licked her lips to make sure she didn't have anything on her lips when she kissed him again. Loren was a bit dazed but managed to kiss her back.
"Okay, now that was… something. Did it taste bad? I'm sorry if it did." Sansa shook her head.
"Oh no. No, it was a little bitter but it tasted fine." She said smiling.
"Okay. Well then can I do the same to you? It only makes sense." Loren asked nervously.
"Okay. Um should we?" Sansa said nervously. Loren just kissed her. She moaned in his mouth it was driving Loren crazy. He laid her down on the bed and just looked at her for a moment taking her in. he pressed a kiss to her neck to which she arched her back a bit. Then he kissed her collarbone, her breasts, he took a little extra time with them, her soft flat stomach, her inner thighs before he got to her core. By then Sansa was moaning in pleasure, unable to keep it quiet. Loren then kissed her clit once and then twice. Sansa was breathing heavily, so Loren dove right in kissing her inner walls. Sansa put her hand on his head, though not to push further but to just lay it there. He looked up briefly and could see she was really into this, bucking her hips up moaning and letting out a few light screams, Loren would have to tell her to be a bit quieter when they got to Casterly Rock, there they would hear everything. Including his parents which was not a prospect Loren was thinking about right now. Finally Sansa exploded herself, and the taste she left in his mouth when he tasted her juices was sweet as well, though not bitter in his mind. Loren then went up and not thinking to wipe his mouth off went back to Sansa and began to kiss her passionately. They kissed for a while until Loren realized what he had to do.
"We have to… um, well…" He trailed off. Sansa cupped his face with her right hand.
"It's okay, I love you. I trust you." She said softly. She wanted him, he wanted her. So he positioned his manhood in his hands and placed it at her womanhood. Soon he would insert it inside her breaking her maidenhead. He entered her slowly and she moaned in anticipation. Then he reached her maidenhead. He let out an apology before slowly breaking it. Sansa let out a gasp of pain. Loren stopped his movements stroking her cheek pressing kisses to her cheeks and wiped away the tears from her eyes. He looked at her and she looked back and urged him to continue. Loren made slow thrusts into her and began to quicken his pace when he saw Sansa was more comfortable with him. He hungrily kissed her and she kissed him just as fiercely. He felt his cock start to swell and knew he was about to climax again but he wanted Sansa to climax with him. So he rubbed the nub between her legs to help and before long he spilled himself inside her.
After a while Loren pulled out of Sansa and laid next to her, both of them breathing heavily and sweating. Sansa then laid her head on Loren's chest while he wrapped his arm around her. He kissed the top of her head.
"I love you." Sansa said.
"I love you too." Loren replied. "I love you so much Sansa."
For now, they were enjoying this moment just the two of them. But unknown to them, their lives would only get harder, for many events would transpire that will test them in ways they never thought to be tested. But they would persevere through it all for they were the Lion and the Wolf and their journey, had just begun.
And there you go chapter 1. I hope I did alright. Just a quick thing, I know it probably seems rushed, but I wanted a change of pace from the other stories I do where we have a relationship and build it up from the beginning of the story. Here Sansa and Loren already love each other and are now married and are very happy with each other. This doesn't mean that after the Red Wedding happens that Sansa will resent him far from it. But she won't be happy about the whole arrangement either. Also if you guys didn't catch it Roose Bolton is dead in this story, so Ramsay is the one who will kill Robb. Which means Robb's not having a quick death either. However I did read another story where Robb was flayed alive so I guess that makes it better? Now I've just made Ramsay even more unlikable haven't I? Stay tuned for more. Reviews are welcome. Edit: I changed the Blackwater story and I had Loren kill Stannis, believe me, it pained me to do this, but I decided that since Ramsay is Warden of the North I just decided to give that storyline to Loren. The thing about Loren now is that he has a scar on his face as a result of his duel with Stannis so he didn't come out unscathed. But I did change it that at least half of Stannis' forces retreated into the Stormlands and bent the knee to Joffrey and now Shireen is in Loren's custody.