A/N:Helloooo! So as it is Easter weekend I've decided to upload another chapter this evening and tomorrow evening! Yay!
I want to thank my new followers and favorites for all their support and eddysfer for the review! Really means a lot!
I've also decided that I will write from other people's POV now as well, so not just Alyssa and Jon anymore.. Hope you like it! Please leave a review! Enjoy (=
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Oberyn
Oberyn walked over to the table in his room and took the goblet of wine that was on it. He turned around to ask if the whore that was on his bed, wanted some as well. It was not the first time the whore was here: it was the whore that Alyssa picked out for him because she looked slightly like her. Of course, she did not have the perfect, round breasts as Alyssa had and not a naughty sparkle in her emerald eyes, but she would do. He did pretend it was her and he did enjoy her, although he wished that he would have a round with the real Alyssa some day.
Before he could open his mouth he heard a loud, determinded knock on the door. He didn't have to ask who it was. He knew perfectly well that the perfect version of the whore on his bed was on the other side of the door.
He smiled: she wouldn't like it what she would see when she entered his room. Not because she was jealous, no, because she was disgusted by it. Lord Tywin taught his little cub well how a noble Lord and a Lady here would behave and fucking whores in a brothel weren't those kind of things. She would be slightly disappointed though: he knew she loved his attention and he gave another woman the attention she had wanted just now.
There was another knock, more hasty and the whore, he didn't know her name because he called her 'Alyssa' whenever she was with him, looked up at him.
"My prince, I think it is quite important."
"Yes she is. Make sure you don't cover yourself up. I want to see the look on her face when she sees you." He grinned to himself.
The girl got up on her feet and covered herself a little bit with a blanket. She collected her stuff and walked over to him to kiss him.
"Please tell me when you have need of me." She asked desperately.
"I do not mean this to hurt you but I hope that I will never have need of you again." He really wanted Alyssa to give in herself.
She smiled."Well, if she doesn't, you know where to find me." She walked to the door and opened it.
Alyssa was leaning against the doorpost, impatiently, like it had been hours before someone opened the door for her. She looked up to the door, one of her famous eyebrows raised, and Oberyn got the satisfaction he wanted: she looked furious. She let the girl pass, not giving her a single look and stepped in.
"I see you enjoyed your time while I was speaking with Margaery?" She asked.
"Yes I have, although I would rather spend it with you."
"You know what you need to do to do that. Was she the girl I suggested?" She walked over to him and poured herself a goblet of wine as well. When she was next to him, he could smell her perfect scent of honey and wild flowers. It drove him mad and all he wanted to do is kissing her roughly and pull her on his bed and kiss those lovely round breasts. They were very present in the dress she wore: it accentuate the roundings and he could see a small brown mole on her left one. Before he couldn't be able to control himself, he forced him to look her in the eyes again.
"My lady, forgive me but I did not think you would remember a common whore like her."
"I do remember a lot of things. Like how you promised me to save my brother. How are things going?"
Damn that seductive voice of hers. How could anyone resist her if her voice was as smooth as satin and coming from a mouth like that. He would love to see those full lips around his member some day.
"Well, there haven't been a lot meetings so far, everyone was a little pre-occupied with Tommen's coronation." There was a small string of her golden hair in her face and he pulled it gently behind her ear. He stroke her cheek as he did so, feeling the soft skin of her.
She however pulled his hand away, not wanted to be distracted. "I am sure you have more to say than just that."
He sighed: why would she just not give in with him? He never had this kind of trouble with women before. Maybe that was the reason why he wanted her so much: because she was the biggest challenge he ever had.
"Your Lord father is very determinded about Tyrion killing Joffrey."
She smirked: "You know he doesn't believe that. He just wants Tyrion's head because he disgusts him. As does my sister." She drank all of the wine in her goblet and rested her elbows at a windowsill. Her golden hair shone even more while the sun kissed it and he could see her chest going up and down from her slow breaths. He could see that she was troubled: she looked at one point and her gaze was absent minded. He walked over to her and held her hands in his, entwining his fingers with hers. She looked up at him and smiled slightly.
"You know I would do everything to save him, don't you?"
She gave him her famous smirk where every man would bend their knee to. She was the kind of woman men fought battles for. Just to have her. And she was only inches away from him.
"You mean you would do everything to save him so you can fuck me."
Now it was time for him to smirk: "Busted." He couldn't resist her no longer. He took his face slowly to hers and felt her lips to his.
She pulled her head away, looking quite angry. He knew she had a temper: he loved women who had tempers so he just simply smiled again.
"Do you actually think that you can fuck a whore and then just take me? I am not some common whore you can fuck. I am a Lady."
He could see that her cheeks were red because of her anger and it turned him on even more.
"No, I do not believe you are a common whore. But I do believe that you are the most beautiful creature I have ever layed my eyes upon and believe me, my lady, I have seen lots of things in my life." He walked over to her again and he held her elbows firmly in his hands. He saw that her eyes were soft now, even a little bit insecure because she did not know what he would do to her. "I will never force myself upon you but I will never rest until I've had you. Even if I fail to save your brother, I will always try to make love to you. Especially now you'll be marrying Ramsay Bolton. Don't you want to know what real passion feels like Lady Alyssa?"
He felt her body slacken and he knew she couldn't be able to resist him for much longer. He let go of her wrists and stroke his hands trough her hair. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the way he touched her. He tried to be as gently as he could, resisting the urge of taking her roughly and expose all his sexual frustrations upon her. His hands made their way down her neck and he heard her moan softly. He slightly stroke his lips against hers but she still didn't give in. He kissed her neck then and trailed his tongue from her neck to those perfect breasts. He stopped at her little mole and brought his lips back to hers. He was sure he broke her this time and tried to kiss her once more. She kissed him back and opened her mouth slightly so his tongue could enter.
As his tongue played with hers he took his hands to her bottom and he could feel her shiver under his touch. He loved what she did to him. No woman, not even Ellaria, gave his body this reactions like Alyssa Lannister did now. He pulled her up and put her legs around his waist as he kissed her slowly in her neck again, Alyssa making soft sounds of pleasure. He walked them over to his bed and layed them both down on it. His hard member was rubbing against her inner thigh and she smiled over to him, leaning in for another kiss while her hands were in his hair. He answered her kiss as his hands began to explore her body all over. He could see that her nipples were stiff by his touch and he started to tease her by touching them with his thumb.
"Oh Prince Oberyn.. What in name of the Gods are you doing to me?" He heard her saying huskily in his ear.
"If you want me to stop then you need to say so."
"No. No, please, please continue, it feels so good." He saw that her eyes were closed to concentrate on his touch.
He did not have the intention to take her. He was a man of his word and he promised her to save her brother Tyrion whom she seemed to love so much. But she was so damn hard to resist now that she was underneath him with her perfectly shaped body and face. He let his hand trailing down her body so that it could pull up the bottom of her dress, so he could feel her upper thighs and explore her private with his fingers.
She was so wet that he needed to fight the urge of taken his member into her sweet, wet private while Alyssa moaned his name. He loved the sound of it, it was like the sweetest song he had ever heard as he continued to touch her private and find her most sensitive spot. He knew he hit it when he heard Alyssa gasp and he smiled to her, feeling so increadibly blessed that he actually shared this moment with her now. He liked the fabric that was still on her nipples as he slid one finger into her. She was starting to shiver now and Oberyn knew it was not because of the cold.
A few seconds later he felt Alyssa's hand on his, wanting him to stop. He looked up, confused.
"We should not be doing this now." She sounded quite confused herself.
"Care to tell me why we shouldn't?"
"We had a deal." It was all she said while she climbed off the bed and put her dress in the right place again.
"Alyssa, it is not a crime to share some attractions with someone. Come back to me, my lady."
She didn't want to look at him. "No. Not before you have saved my brother."
She walked out of the room and slammed the door behind her. By what he had just experienced, he knew that he was totally addicted to Alyssa Lannister.
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Alyssa
She walked straight over to the cells. She knew her father forbid her to go anywhere near it, but she was so confused and she really needed to speak with Tyrion, the only one who truely knew her.
Now she finally believed her family: Prince Oberyn was a dangerous man. Not how they thought, but he drove Alyssa mad.
A guard tried to stop her, clearly her father gave them the order to stop her when she would arrive, but she just ignored him and walked straight pass him.
She held to a stop. Now that she was in the cells she didn't know where to look for her brother. And she did need a key if she wanted to enter his cell. She sighed and turned around to walk to the guard again, smiling as he saw her.
"My lady, you are not supposed to be here.." The guard started.
"Who says so?"
"Your Lord father... Orders, my lady." He tried to look her in the eyes but she knew that it was impossible for him. Once he would, she would break him and make him do whatever she wanted him to.
"Well, Ser, I can tell you that it was my lord father who sent me. He wants me to make my brother to confess. He knows how persuasive I can be..." She was only inches away from him now so she could brush her hand over his armor, looking at him as seductively as she could.
"If your lord father insists, then..." He sounded very insecure but she knew she had him.
"Yes, yes he does."
"There is no way I can resist." He held out his arm for her and walked her over to her brother's cell. She could see the small shadow of him upon a wall while the guard took out the key and opened the door for her.
"Thank you, Ser." She didn't even care to look at him. The only thing that cared now, was her brother.
He turned around to face her. He smiled widely when he saw Alyssa entering his cell.
"The Queen of cubs and beauty. It was about time that you would visit me."
She walked up to him and put her arms around his neck, holding him in a tight embrace.
"I would have visited you sooner, but father wouldn't let me near the cells."
"And now he has a change of hearts?"
"No. I have managed to come in."
He laughed. "Of course you have." He sat down on the ground and tapped with one hand on the space on the floor next to him, wanting her to come and sit down. She did as he wanted.
"So, what is new with my beloved sister?"
Ignoring his question, she said: "I knew you didn't do it. I know you didn't kill Joffrey."
He sighed. "You are by far the most intelligent woman I have ever met. And I thank you for your support. Now I know why father has no wish for you to come down here. He'll think we will be plotting something."
"Well, he is not entirely wrong..." She met his gaze and Tyrion looked slightly confused.
"Come again?"
"Well, I am negotiating with someone who could help you to get out of here."
"Do you now? Who is it, if I may ask?"
"Prince Oberyn." She looked at him again, wanting to knowwhat he was thinking.
He sighed once more: "My sweet child, I have warned you for him. I've warned you not to come near that man, because he is only interested in hurting our family by using you."
"I came to him, I asked him for help. I knew he couldn't resist me. So technically it was my own fault."
"What do you mean, your fault?" He looked up to her. "He did not touch you now did he?"
"Not where I didn't want him to..." She almost whispered, remembering the feeling Prince Oberyn gave her moments ago.
"Oh Gods Alyssa why? Why did you let him?"
"Because he is going to save you! Don't you understand? Me and Jaime are the only persons that want you out of here and there is nothing we could do! So I came to him after I've heard he is going to be one of the judges at your trial and I've promised myself to him once he saves you."
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Tyrion
He didn't believe what she had told him. His sweet, young, almost innocent sister would let Prince Oberyn fuck her so he can breathe fresh air again. He loved her so much.. He couldn't let her do it. He knew she was only pleasure to Oberyn. Gods, she understood that did she now?
But by the way she was talking worried him: she told him that she promised herself to him AFTER he saved him. But here he was: locked away in some cell and yet Oberyn still has touched Alyssa. When she talked about Oberyn, she didn't want to look him in the eye. That worried him even more: she only did that when she was hiding something from him.
"I believe that is not all that you want to tell me?" He finally spoke.
She looked away again. He even saw that she started to blush. Now he definately knew something was wrong: Alyssa Lannister has never blushed in her entire life.
"He makes me think of Jon." She answered him.
'Jon. Jon Snow. The only man in the Seven Kingdoms to claim the heart of Alyssa.' He knew how much his sister missed him. He saw it over the past few years: she still seducted men, but she was quickly bored doing so. She never was so easily bored before she met Jon at Winterfell.
"Alyssa, does Jon fuck tons of women and have eight baseborn daughters with nine several women?" He tried to cheer her up. He hated to see her like this, she was like his own little sunshine, especially now in those damned cells.
She laughed at his remark: "No, of course not, Jon has honor. But the way Oberyn talks to me feels like the way Jon looked at me that night. Oberyn is just.. a little more direct."
He laughed as well. "I believe he is. You haven't bedded him yet did you?"
"No. We came close to it right before I came to you. But when one of his fingers slid into me I saw Jon's face. I felt guilty that another man gave me that pleasure."
'Fuck him. He already made his way to my sisters cunt. If I am out here the first thing I will do is strangle him with my bear hands. But she seemed to enjoy his touches. Maybe Alyssa was falling for the Prince.'
"It sounds like you enjoyed it..."
"I did and I feel so guilty. To Jon, to you, even to Oberyn. If father would find out he will chopp of his head." Hehad never heard her sound so insecure.
"Well, I think we just need to wait for that after he saved me from this damned cell. Do you think you can resist him for two more days sweet sister? After my trial?"
Finally she looked him in the eye, those big emeralds meeting his own. "I promised myself I would. I told him to wait for after the trial. He first needs to save you. So I will try to avoid him. I think father may have his suspicions now. Oberyn is rather open about his feelings to me in public."
"He always has been. Alyssa, promise me one thing?"
"Yes?"
"Don't do it if you don't want to. But also: don't feel guilty towards Jon. He is a brother of the Night's Watch now. He is not allowed to take a wife and father children. I am sorry Alyssa but you need to let Jon go." He felt a pain going through him but he needed to tell her the truth: she needed to face the fact that the thing between her and Jon Snow was just a blissfull night together, nothing more would ever happen.
She smiled again: "Don't stop me if I am still going to try."
"And how will you do that?"
She stood up from the ground, he suggested that she wanted to leave so he stood up as well.
"Oh, big brother, I am full of surprises."
They smiled at each other. Gods, he missed her so much. He hold her in his arms once more, only the Gods knew when that would ever happen again and he kissed her on the forehead.
"I love you Alyssa. Take care."
"I will. And I love you too."
He nodded and she started to walk away from him. In only two days Prince Oberyn would show them how much Alyssa really meant to him. Tyrion only hoped for him that would be enough to save him.
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A/N: So that was it for this evening!
Any thoughts of the new POV'S? Not the funny Tyrion we know but he has a lot on his mind now and he is worried for Alyssa so he needed to act like the big brother...
Hint for tomorrow: Lord Tywin talks to his daughter about her contacts with Oberyn, we can read how Ramsay is feeling about his upcoming marriage and maybe some Jon and Sam!
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