Chapter Twenty-Five: Poker Face

Renly's Point of View

I haven't spoken to my flower since I saw him kissing Quentyn a couple weeks ago. To be honest I have been ducking him. I don't want to say something I will regret.

I have put all my time into planning the wedding with Willas and Margaery behind Loras's back. Willas is still in town to take over Loras's duties as Ambassador since the stress is too much for Loras to bare. He is not made for politics.

I have a new job. I wait tables at the nicest restaurant in the city three nights a week, and the Tyrells pay me to keep tabs on Margaery and Loras, mostly Margaery.

Gendry is on a date with Arya tonight, and I am playing poker with some friends. Peaches lies on my lap. I scratch his ears and he purrs loudly.

"I fold," says Oberyn slamming his cards on the table. He lights up a cigarette.

"Me too," says Aurane Waters.

"Well, Rosebud, what about you?" I ask Willas.

"I'm in." He tosses in five dollars.

"Me too." I match his five and raise him fifteen. He smirks. He lies down his hand. A full house. Damn him. I was bluffing.

"I will take your money now," says Willas, "I think I will buy Mags something shiny with this."

"I hope you choke on it," I say placing a twenty on the table. He pockets the money and opens his second beer.

"Are you this short with my little brother?"

"No. The kid doesn't give me lip."

"Just head," says Oberyn blowing smoke in my face.

"That's my brother you're talking about, you snake."

"Did I offend our royal rosiness? You're cute when you're mad," says Oberyn touching Willas's face.

"Don't touch me, you viper."

"Are you always such a sour winner, Willas?" Aurane asks.

"No. I just don't like when mouthy shits mock my family."

"Speaking of family, how's Jon?" I ask trying not to blush.

"He's kicking butt in school and politics."

"I see. How's his girlfriend?" I ask.

"That didn't work out. I don't know why. Mum is trying to marry him off, but that's not working out either."

I can't imagine why. I wonder why no one has ever tried to marry off Willas. Unless he likes it from the back too. It can't be his fake leg. Even I would do him, and I have standards.

"Are we going to play cards or chitchat? And Darling, where's the pizza?"

"Its on the counter, Ob," I say.

"Thanks," he holds his S out like a snake.

I shuffle and deal. Willas glares at me and tosses in a chip. After the game, I owe Willas $300. Stupid poker shark. That damn rose fooled us all. He has quite a poker face.

Everyone is too drunk to drive home after our match. I invite them to crash here. We stay up eating pizza, talking about sports, sex, and swapping embarrassing family stories.

"This one time when I was a child, I walked in on my parents having sex in the kitchen. Nine nonths later Margaery was born," says Willas downing his eighth beer.

"In the kitchen? What were the king and queen doing in the palace kitchen?" Aurane asks taking a drag off his cigarette.

"Fucking, apparently," answers Oberyn.

We all laugh, even the prince. Willas isn't as naive as Loras. He wasn't sheltered.

"I have a good one about Renly," says Oberyn. He claps me on the back. What story is he going to tell?

"Oh gods."

"Our first date," says Oberyn.

"Not that story."

"I want to hear it," says Aurane.

"Well, darling and I were at the County Festival, and Renly wanted me to kiss him, so I told him to close his eyes," Oberyn stops to take a drink.

"That's not embarrassing," says Aurane.

"I'm getting there. Anyways, darling closed his eyes and puckered up. I thought I would have some fun with him first. I noticed we were right next to the pins were they keep the pigs for the hog wrestling competition."

"You didn't?" Willas asks.

"I picked out the cutest little piglet and shoved his butt in Renly's face. Renly kissed it."

Everyone burst out laughing at my expense. That story is funny now, but it wasn't at the time.

"And you kiss my brother with that mouth?" Willas asks.

And Jon. That's two of your brothers, bitch. I take a drink to wash down the memory. Aurane, the beautiful bastard, tells a story about having sex with Cersei Lannister.

"Who hasn't?" Willas asks, "she came on to me, once."

"Did you give her your flower?" Oberyn asks.

"Fuck you," says Willas.

"Oh, rosey, I'd love to, but I don't like to do it while drunk."

"Stop calling me 'Rosey'."

Willas looks just like Loras when he's annoyed. We tell more stories. I listen to some of the shenanigans Willas and Garlan used to get into. They were bad kids.

The more inebriated Willas gets the looser his lips get. The secrets start coming out. Last Christmas he took Sansa Stark's virginity. I already suspected that.

"She's a fifteen-year-old girl," I say.

"She's a hot underage girl," Aurane says.

"How do you even know her?"

"I'm the assistant cheer coach. I've wanted to put it in her for years."

"I hear she is dating Aegon Targaryen," I say.

"Interesting. She never mentioned that while we were together last week."

"You're going to jail," I tell Willas.

"I have diplomatic immunity and she was willing."

"You're an ass when you're drunk," I tell him.

"I can't help that I'm into her."

I want to punch this guy. Willas is not normally like this. He is usually a good guy. I can't believe he took advantage of Sansa like that. On the otherhand, its completely believable on her part.

I suggest we go to bed. Aurane sleeps in Loras's old room and Willas takes the couch bed. Oberyn ends up in my bed. After a steamy make out session I put the brakes on sex.

"Why?"

"Because I can't."

He touches my arousal.

"It seems like you want to."

He takes off his shirt and kisses me again. Gods those tattoos and that chest. Why does he have to be built like a god?

"I want to, but I can't."

"Loras is fucking my nephew."

"I know. I can't."

"Baby, I know you're hesitant, but you have to move on."

He kisses my neck. And then my shoulders, and he nibbles my ears. My loins are burning. I can't help myself. I reach for a condom. Oberyn warms me up, before he gives it to me. He makes me beg for it.

"Just do it already."

And he does and its blissful oblivion. I put a pillow over my face to scream. I come all over the place as Oberyn drives it harder in me before he releases his seed.

"Gods, have mercy. Don't stop."

And he is ready to go again. This time he does something to triple the pleasure I get. I can't explain it, but it hurts in a good way. My eyes roll back in my head as we go for forty-five minutes without stopping. Oberyn licks me and I shiver. I beg him for more.

He finishes and collapses ontop of me. I pant. He sucks on my neck and I am ready to go again. He gets me off with just his mouth. I want to scream in pleasure.

"Oh gods. I want you so bad."

"Are you insatiable?"

"Gods, yes, just do me until the sun comes up."

"That won't be a problem."

And he does. We take a few breaks between sessions, but we go on until sunrise. I beg him for one more at sunrise. He picks me off the bed and takes me in the shower as we wash and against the basin and on the floor. Finally, I am panting and satsified.

"How do you do it?" I ask.

"I'm really into you. Gods, my balls hurt."

"My ass hurts, but in a good way."

I can't walk. When I do I look like I climbed off a horse. Oberyn laughs. He kisses me for a moment as he gets dressed. He bride carries me into the living room where Willas and Aurane are being served breakfast by Gendry.

"Can't walk, eh, Renly?" Willas asks smirking.

"You heard?"

"All night "

"Ignore him, darling, he's just jealous."

"Oberyn, I'm sorry. This can't happen again. I only want to be with Loras. We can be friends, but this was the last time."

"I am sorry you feel that way, darling."

And he leaves. Aurane leaves too. I crash in a chair. Gendry pours me coffee and gives me eggs. I miss Loras. I don't want to ignore him anymore, but I think I have a hang over because my head hurts.