Chapter 9

Of course, Jaime's punishment couldn't last long. Her heart was screaming for him, her soul was looking for its other half. After their reunion, her body was aching for him more badly than ever. And no more than a day had passed.

Cersei Lannister broke her fast with King Robert Baratheon and Queen Lyanna Stark. Ser Barristan Selmy was inside the chamber, whereas Ser Jaime Lannister was outside. Cersei would love things to be the other way around, but she was just a lady, she couldn't tell the King what to do.

"How are you feeling today, my lady?" the Queen asked.

She was a Stark, but her eyes weren't cold. Rhaegar Targaryen himself had fallen for her, and Robert Baratheon as well. Lyanna Stark was beautiful, there was no doubt, but she seemed naïve to Cersei.

"Very well, thank you for asking, Your Grace", Cersei replied with an innocent and sweet smile. She took a sip of her wine and thought of Jaime. Oh, she would feel even better when her brother would pay her a visit.

After breakfast and with all due respect to the King and the Queen, Cersei exited the chamber. Jaime was still by the door, guarding the room. His armor was shiny and unscratched. He looked really god again, unconcerned, happy, innocent. Cersei knew that he wasn't innocent, though. She wasn't innocent either. She had never been innocent. She had lost her innocence in her mother's womb, where she had been with Jaime for nine months.

She kissed him on both cheeks, something that would seem innocent to anyone but didn't feel that way to them anymore. Jaime smiled at her but dared not make another move. Cersei knew that it was hard for him not to push her against the wall and kiss her breathless. Jaime didn't appreciate their situation as he should. He didn't care about the risk. She had to be careful for both of them.

"How was breakfast, sweet sister?"

"Really good, but…I care about dessert." She grinned and touched his arm.

An identical grin appeared on Jaime's face. Especially when they were kids, Cersei felt like she saw her own reflection when she looked at her brother. But Jaime was much more than just her reflection. He was her other half, her soulmate, the only person with whom she could communicate without words.

"You shall have it, my lady."

A Lannister always pays his debts, and Jaime stayed true to his promise. He came to Cersei that night, his armor off of course. She had even less on. Just a shift, hiding little and covering nothing really. Perfect to make Jaime's heart beat faster and his cock stir.

His arms were around her before she could think. But thinking was unnecessary and useless now. She just needed to feel him, to be whole. They kissed like two people gone insane, like two people possessed by a demonic, lustful spirit. She felt like she had been wandering in a desert for days and days and days and Jaime was the water that would slake her thirst.

"I love you", she sighed. She didn't want him to have any doubts on that matter.

Jaime's smile was enough to lighten her bedroom and he covered her mouth with his once again. His hands were everywhere. His fingers ran through her golden hair, he cupped her breasts, his thumbs played with her nipples. Cersei moaned in a state of bliss, her nipples aching, her cunt wet. She needed him inside her.

When his hand reached her belly, though, it stopped moving and he broke the kiss. Was this a game? Cersei didn't like this kind of games. She looked at her brother crossly, ready to roar like the proud lioness that she was ought to do.

"Is it…safe?" Jaime asked. He looked concerned. "I…I don't want to hurt the baby."

Cersei hadn't expected her twin to care about Eddard's child, especially after their break-apart. But it was her child as well, and Jaime did not want to hurt her, she knew that. She loved that about him. He wanted to protect her no matter what, no matter the circumstance, no matter the cost. He was willing to deprive himself from the pleasure of their lovemaking so as not to harm her.

Cersei, however, was not willing to do that. The passion, the desire, the lust burned her from the inside out. Only Jaime could save her. Only with him inside her could she feel whole and complete. Only with him inside her could she feel free.

She took the shift off and let it fall on the cold floor of her chamber. Jaime looked at her from tip to toes, pausing sometimes to admire certain parts of her body. Cersei didn't blush, but she did bite her lip. She wanted to see him too.

"It's safe, Jaime. Please, I need you!"

He was naked within moments.

She threw him on the bed and joined him slowly. She wanted to make him wait, to appreciate what he had better. And he did, looking at her as if she were a beautiful jewel, the most precious thing in the world, the Maiden herself.

She sat on his thighs, kissing him, playing with his nipples, taunting him. She wasn't just going to give it to him like some common whore. She wanted his desire to build up until he could take no more. She wanted to play with him in ways only a woman can play with a man. He had the sword, but in bed and in the matters of the heart, she had the real power.

Of course, she couldn't torment him forever. There came a moment when Cersei Lannister gave in. She lowered herself onto him, pushing him into her slick heat, moaning. Jaime allowed his head to loll back and groaned, sending a shiver through her before she began to rock on top of him.

At first Jaime's hands remained on her waist, letting her ride him on her own. Cersei dragged her nails across his chest, making him moan and herself tremble. After that, Jaime helped her hips down with his arm, his free hand exploring her body with no certain destination. He teased her breast for quite a while, then traced the rest of her pale skin.

"Oh, Jaime…" she moaned.

He thrust his hips up forcefully so as to drive deeper. Cersei gasped and whined. Both of them were close, she knew it. Just a little longer and the world would be stars exploding and lions roaring and dragons breathing fire.

Cersei screamed his name and clenched around him, bringing him with her over the edge. Jaime screamed her name right back. She gasped as he released himself inside her, then collapsed forward. Jaime pushed her hair back and kissed her brow tenderly. Despite her heavy panting, she managed to smile. Their hearts were beating fast and they were beating as one.