Everyone seemed to be talking about her, well, Ser Dorren at least. Maya chuckled at the thought of her sneaking out in the middle of the night and riding through the streets, saving people's lives. The thought was so tempting to her that she decided to take it out for a spin, well, she saved a lot of people; a girl of twelve from rape, a girl of fifteen that was getting beaten by her fat husband, a little boy about to get his hand cut off for stealing an apple for his little sisters, an elderly man getting beaten uncontrollably, a couple of kids getting whipped by one of the City Watch members, and another girl of sixteen who was getting beaten by one of her customers because she wouldn't suck his cock.
Maya was sitting at the table with her father when the king came storming in, shouting, "Ned! We have to do something about Ser Dorren…The Mocking Knight!"
"Robert, what can we do? The people love him, he's their protector," her father argued.
"He's not really a protector when he's mocking my rule," he pointed a finger at her father. "I won't have it. I won't have him making a fool of me. Seven hells!"
The king poured himself a glass of wine as her father said, "If you take him away then the people will arise later."
The king suddenly turned his eyes to her and asked, "And you? Maya, have you seen or spoken to him?"
Damn. Ok, make it look real. She smiled shyly. "Well," she drawled out. "I may have spoken to him once…when he saved my life."
Silence until her father spoke up, his voice filled with concern. "What happened? Why did you not speak of this earlier?"
"I'm fine. It was just a bruise. It's healing though."
"What happened?" the king asked.
"Well, I was riding in the Kingswood when a wilding shot my horse down and he was going to kill her for my money. Ser Dorren came and-and he fought so valiantly and he was so brave. The way he fought that wilding was impressive. He helped me up and I held out the pouch of coins and handed them to him. He denied them and asked for a kiss from a fair maiden or luck for he would rather not get a kiss from death. So I kissed him and he left. That is all that happened." Maya pretended to blush thus looking down at her hands.
"Charming," the king said coldly.
"So you saw his face," Ned questioned.
"I will not tell you." She snapped. "He's the only good man here. He doesn't fight for glory or honor or even riches. He just protects. Leave him be."
She stood up and left in fake rage. She sighed; a breath of relief came out of her mouth. That was a close one. It's a good thing that I am a good liar. I wonder why I am such a threat to him. I save people's lives. Gods, just people these days are so ungrateful!
Maya sat on her belly on her bed when her handmaiden, Nadia came in and said, "Ser Jaime is here to see you, my lady."
"Tell him that I am asleep," she whispered as she looked up from her book about the history and lore of Westeros.
Nadia looked hesitant and she said softly, "He looks frightening…and angry."
Maya sat up and said, "Let him in and take the rest of the day off."
"Yes, my lady," she said then curtsied quickly.
Not a moment later, Jaime came in, an amused smirk on his face. There was something strange about his smirk that held amusement though it didn't reach his emerald green eyes.
"What happened to not talking to me?"
"You were scaring my handmaiden. What is it?" she said as she sat up.
"I've been hearing that The Mocking Knight kissed you," he said.
Is he…no…is he? Maya eyed him curiously. "And?"
"And nothing…just stop kissing other men."
She rolled her eyes. "It was a thank you kiss. He did save my life and he didn't want my gold when I offered."
"Was it on your lips."
"Yes."
Jaime pursed his lips. "Damn it."
"There is a reason they call him, 'The Mocking Knight'," she said proudly then purposely blushed.
Jaime's jaw dropped. "He makes you blush! What the fuck does he have that I don't have?!"
"A heart," she snapped. "He fights for the people, not against them. Is that what you do?"
Jaime gave a bitter laugh. "You don't know what you're talking about, little wife. So, did you fuck him?!"
"You would like that, wouldn't you?! So that you don't have to be married to a Stark," she said angrily.
"Oh my fucking Gods! This isn't about me or our impending marriage!"
"Then what the hell are you screeching about?!"
"That you kissed another man! You even blushed!"
"Are you jealous?"
"Yes!" Did I just say that out loud…shit?
Fuck it. He strode over to her and cupped her face, looking deep into her eyes. "If you kiss another man, I'll kill him…I swear I will. It's hard enough when I have to restrain myself from beating the shit out of the men that undress you with their eyes."
Is it wrong that I find his intense gaze and possessiveness a turn on? He's making me go mad. It was just two days before the wedding and Maya wondered if they could make it till then. The air was thick and hot; it was beginning to consume her whole. Jaime slowly leaned in and kissed her roughly. She out her hand at the nape of his neck pulling him closer.
It all happened so quickly. One moment they had their clothes on and the next they were both as naked as their nameday. Jaime threw their clothes to the ground and all sense Maya had had left her mind immediately after his lips attacked her neck. They both fell on top of the bed, Jaime's large form covering her small one. Jaime leaned up and just gazed at her. She looked so small compared to him and he had always forgotten how young she was. Gods, she only seventeen years….yet she is the fairest. What is she doing to me? Why can I not resist her? She is only a girl.
She blushed under his intense gaze and Jaime's eyes hooded with lust as his lips attacked hers passionately. She moaned softly and his hands kneaded her breasts in a sensual motion. He leaned down and sucked on each of hardened nipple. Jaime was between her legs and they tightened around him as his teeth grazed the nipple. His hand slowly traveled down her flat stomach and to her hot core. She felt his smile against her breast as he felt that she was wet. She arched her back in pleasure as he started to rub the button that drove every woman crazy.
Jaime left wet kisses all over her torso and chest eventually coming up to her neck and then her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she nodded at him and whispered, "Do it."
He couldn't help, but the surprise that slapped him right in the face. He didn't dare take his eyes off of her as he slowly inched himself inside of her. Maya's eyes-against her will, shut tightly as she felt like something was tearing inside of her.
She must've let out a whimper because Jaime whispered sorrowfully, "I know…I'm trying to be gentle. Just stay still and it won't hurt as much."
Jaime kissed the tear on her cheek and then her lips, but she was too much in pain to return the soft kiss. When Jaime was fully inside of her, he let out a low groan and closed his eyes. He let her have a moment of no pain, but then he started to move slowly in and out of her which only increased the pain. It was taking everything in Maya not to shove him off of her and run away. Maya felt envy wash over her as she looked up at Jaime and saw how much pleasure he was in and she wondered if it was really that good.
He opened his eyes and stared into hers as he moved in and out of her. Jaime grabbed her knees and pushed them to her chest as he went deeper inside of her. She gasped and felt a weird hotness in her lower belly. Pleasure…
She let out a loud moan as he started to thrust faster into her. The bed shook violently back and forth which made Maya self-conscious yet an excitement rushed through her at the thought of someone hearing them or walking in on them. Jaime let go of her knees and then they shot out to grip the headboard above her as she moved her hips to match his pace. Jaime moaned and Maya saw the sweat make itself noticed just below his hairline and above his brow. She even felt sweat coat her body as Jaime invaded her personal space, his hot breath coming out in raspy breaths on her lips.
Maya wrapped her legs firmly around his waist and he smirked which made her roll her eyes and kiss him hastily. He let go of the headboard and wrapped his arms around her small body. She felt…well she felt something in the pit of her belly as her heartbeat quickened and sweat started to build more and more on her body. He softly whispered her name like it was a prayer and she forced her lips not to do the same because she was so stubborn.
Jaime could tell that she was almost there because of the loud moans that escaped her mouth. He silenced her cries with his rough yet slow kisses as she climaxed. And with two more rough thrusts inside of her, he spilled himself inside of her letting out a very loud and pleasurable groan.
Maya had half her body on Jaime's as their limbs were entangled together. She laid her head on his chest as her hand played with his chest hair while his hand made soft patterns on her back between her shoulder blades. We should not have done that…damn, how are we going to explain the blood on the sheets and how there isn't any blood on our wedding night. Jeez, I should really stop lying. I haven't lied this much since I was six namedays old.
"We shouldn't have done that," she sighed.
"But we did."
"We shouldn't have."
"We're allowed to because I am to be your husband so I am the only one who can touch you."
She rolled her eyes. "I think you're getting a bit too possessive, Jaime."
He scoffed. "I am-"
She sat up and held the sheet to her body as she mimicked his deep voice, "I am your husband. I can only touch you! Stop kissing other men! I'll kill the man who dares kisses you. Maya, you are better than me and smarter and-"
Jaime grabbed her wrists and flipped them over so that she was pinned underneath him. They laughed as Jaime said, "Ok, I did not say that."
"You will though. Someday."
"I highly doubt it."
"Of course, you doubt it," she muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing. Forget it," she snapped.
"No, go ahead. Tell me." He said coldly.
Maya noticed how quickly Jaime's mood could change from playful and charming to cold and distant. "You are very, very negative."
"I'm being realistic."
"I didn't realize that being 'realistic' means you have to step on other's hopes." She snapped.
Maya stood up and let the sheet fall down to the ground. Jaime smirked as his eyes trailed hungrily over her entire body. Jaime thought it odd how easily this one girl was able to make any man weak in the knees for her. She has so much power and she doesn't even realize it. Jaime would love to see who would win in a fight using their bodies. Cersei or Maya?
He hadn't even realized that he had been gawking at her until she hit the side of his head and said, "You uncultured swine!"
She walked out of the bedchamber and into the bathing chamber. She slammed the door and locked it which angered Jaime. He groaned and fell onto the bed as he held a pillow to his face, yelling into it, "Women!"
"I'm going to die," Maya said breathlessly.
Nadia rolled her eyes as she tightened the corset by pulling the strings. "You're not going to die. Suck it in."
"That's what I'm doing," she snapped.
"Then do it better, my lady."
"Can't we just get married in the woods," she complained. "Barefoot!"
"No," Jaime said from behind the door. "We're having the wedding in the Great Sept of Baelor."
"But if we do it in secret, no one would know. It'll just be us…all alone in the woods with torches around us."
"No."
"Come on, Ser Jaime. Have a little fun," she teased.
"I'm a member of the Kingsguard, we don't get to have fun, little wife," he chuckled.
She rolled her eyes then sucked in a sharp breath when Nadia tightened the strings. "I apologize, ser. I forgot that you're boring and creepy."
He roared with laughter and warned, "You're lucky that your handmaiden is here."
"She has a name, Jaime."
"And I don't care for it."
"Don't be rude," she snapped. Maya turned to Nadia, "I'm sorry, Nadia."
"It's quite alright, my lady. I've been told worse," she said with a shrug and a polite smile.
"Nadia, can you leave me please?" Maya asked with a warm smile gracing her lips.
"Yes, my lady," Nadia curtsied and left the chambers rather hastily.
Maya took off her wedding gown and put on her white dress. It fitted her curves above her hips, but was flowing below her hips. The dress was sleeveless except for the straps and Maya was pleased with the neckline since it wasn't low like usual. She threw open the bathing chamber's door and glared at Jaime, who was leaning against the other door with his arms crossed over his broad chest.
As she walked out, she asked, "Are you so arrogant that you feel the need that to be able to be inconsiderate to others?"
"Inconsiderate?" Jaime said incredulously.
"Yes, you heard me."
"I am hardly-"
"Name one good thing that you did that did not benefit you."
The words were on the tip of his tongue though he knew that she wouldn't believe him because she felt nothing for him. No, Rose does feel something for me…she's just so damn stubborn to realize it. What am I saying? I love Cersei. I love Cersei. I love Cersei. I love her…don't I?
An uncomfortable silence edged itself between them as Maya waited for her answer and when Jaime didn't give her one, she simply turned around and walked out onto the balcony, staring off into the distance with her arms wrapped around herself.
TBC…
THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! I really hoped you guys liked it especially the sex scene. Yeah, I really hoped it lived your guys' expectations. THE WEDDING IS THE NEXT CHAPTER! I am so happy because that'll be the last happy chapter and then I can really get my hands dirty and mess everything up.
I forgot to do this in other chapter with Ser Dorren, but I owe that idea to ZabuzasGirl . Yeah if it wasn't for her idea about Maya competing in it and then the Hound saving her then I probably would've never guessed it or wrote it. So I just wanted to say thank you for that awesome idea because now Ser Dorren Thorne, The Mocking Knight is going to give the Lannisters a run for their money and cause trouble.
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