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The softness of the feather mattress gave way as Alysanne felt herself being lowered into it. Her eyes flew down the length of Jaime's bare torso before flying back up to his face. Her eyes barely had time to meet his before his mouth covered hers once again. The multitude of candles in the room and the fire in the hearth seemed to pale in comparison to the heat that seemed to be burning her from the inside out. The moment Robert Baratheon had called for the bedding ceremony, Alysanne had been a bundle of nerves. She knew the basics of what it meant to fulfill her wifely duties to her husband however when it came time to actually do them she felt nothing but anxiety. She had heard stories of the pain, how horrible it could be if a husband was unkind and brutish. She had no idea where Jaime would fall. Would he be good to her? – or would he simply take his pleasure from her in whatever way he saw fit?
However now alone in the room that was now theirs she felt something different, something unexpected. When Jaime had spoken gently to her, assuring her not to fear pain, that he wouldn't hurt her – it eased her, for she had heard the truth and sincerity in his voice.
Alysanne had not trusted herself to speak as Jaime undid the laces of his dress and took her to their bed. Now as his mouth worked against hers she felt it stoking the flame that was burning inside of her – a flame that she had not known existed until that night. Her body tense as Jaime climb over her, one leg braced between her legs and the other on the other side of her left one. His hands were still around her and his mouth dominated hers. The passion and nervousness swirled around her in waves – at moments she eased and others she tensed.
"Put your trust in me Alysanne." Jaime whispered against his lips. His warm breath fanned over her face and she closed her eyes, chills ran up her body. His hands were slow as they moved over her body, sliding down her sides – down her thighs until they met the end of her chemise. His fingers scorched hers as they slid back up her body, taking the chemise up with them. Slowly Alysanne's body was exposed to the air and it felt like the coolness of it kissed along her flesh.
She sucked in a sharp breath as his thumbs brushed against the curve of her breasts. How was it possible to feel so much from just one light touch?
One of Jaime's hands scooped behind to brace her mid back and lifted her up to finally remove the chemise from her body. The brunette's fingers curling around his biceps, holding on to him for support as she was nearly lifted from the bed. She lifted her knees up to hug his waist as Jaime took the chance to center her in the bed as he threw the chemise away over his shoulder – the little action, the change in position of her legs had a monumental effect on Jaime. Instantly it brought her hot core of femininity, to brush against his growing arousal – hidden by the last article of his clothing that remained.
Jaime groaned aloud, every sane thought, every good intention, almost went flying out of his head. In its place was a need so strong and urgent that he fastened his mouth fiercely to hers. Alysanne was nothing like Cersei, Jaime could still clearly remember how his twin felt under him, she was fierce as the sigil of their house, there was nothing tender or soft about her. Once he had thought that that was all that he wanted, all that could satisfy him but he found the softness, the smoothness and the innocence that Alysanne carried with her was wildly tempting to him. She could feel his hands sliding possessively over her skin, slow and deliberate, as if he were committing every curve and hollow to memory. She could feel the soft bed curving around her as she was pressed into it as he trapped her beneath him, his body, so large and strong, blanketing hers. His mouth never stopped its series of long kisses that seemed to steal her breath and arouse him beyond all human boundaries of need.
Alysanne found her hands clutching at his broad shoulders, hanging on for dear life as the firestorm raged around them, through them. The nervousness that seemed to plague her before was but a distant memory in that moment. Liquid need filled her to the brim and threatened to consume her, burn her alive but all she could think of was wanting more. Her fingers dug into his hard muscles as she felt hot desire fill her and she surrendered totally to Jaime – to his touch as his hands moved to start wandering her petite frame. His hands slid over her collarbone and down to cup her breasts – thumbs brushed over the peaks of her nipples before moving further down and slid along her ribs to her belly, found the triangle of curls below, and caressed her thighs. Everywhere he touched he left flames behind, on her skin, inside her body, until she wanted to scream for relief.
She thought to be afraid of his strength as a warrior, but that thought, too, was swept away on a tidal wave of passion as his palm pressed into her heat. She made a single sound, a low moan in her throat that ignited the fuse smoldering in him. Jaime's mouth left hers for the first time, his green eyes were darker shade of green as they met hers. The brunette breathed in a thought to speak but her voice failed her. They shared a look that fueled the fire in the both of them.
Jaime lowered his eyes and gazed over his bride's naked form – if he thought that she had beautiful before then he felt she was even more radiant now in her natural beauty. Jaime had wanted to take things slow, to go through the steps to ease her into this process of taking her innocence. However the desire that consumed them both seemed to deteriorate his intentions to take things slow. The need to have her was great and drove him forward.
His head descended and his lips brushed against her jaw and move downwards trailing fire down her neck to the tip of her breast. Alysanne cried out, arching into him, his mouth pulled strongly, his teeth scraping and teasing the swell of her breast. His knee nudged hers apart even as his tongue lapped at the valley between her breasts. He was above her, his face harsh yet sensual, his eyes dark but kind as he looked down to her enjoying the way she writhed under his touch.
Alysanne felt him, thick and aggressive, pressing into her thigh. She felt the heat of his manhood even through his clothing, she felt how his thickness strained for freedom. Jaime eased up off of her to finally remove the last barrier between their bodies. Her grey eyes lifted and she watched as his hand went to his belt and unlatched it. She held her breath as her hand then unfastened his pants and let them fall to the floor – eyes widened as she watched his manhood spring forward. Gasping softly, Alysanne as felt how thick Jaime was but seeing it gave her a moment's pause. He seemed far too large for her body to accommodate - how could his body into hers?
Jaime moved back onto the bed, climbing over Alysanne's form and trapped her beneath his body, she couldn't move, almost couldn't breathe. Once again he lowered his head to her chest and lavished attention onto her other breast. His teeth scraped the swell of her left breast, an erotic enticement that set her arching toward his mouth.
His other hand wandered down her body, once again it found her liquid feminine core. Her body jerked slightly to feel his hand down in her most private area, an area no other hand ventured. She cried out, arching into him, nearly exploding as his fingers found her tight, hot sheath. Jaime was gentle as he delved into her, gently preparing her with his fingers for what was to come. He found her already so primed, the slickness of her womanhood was velvet soft and Jaime groaned as the desire to sheath himself deep within her heat nearly overwhelmed him, nearly made him drive his thick cock into her that very moment. But he knew she was not quite ready yet, he would make this experience as pleasurable for her as possible.
Slowly he eased his fingers in and out of her tight core and felt her body ripple under his. Low moans escaped Alysanne's mouth and she curved back into the mattress as new joyous feelings spread up through her body from Jaime's ministrations. Heat racked her body and she felt things that she had never experience before, Jaime coaxed responses from her body that she didn't know were possible. Waves of pleasure washed over her body and she gasped as each one took her higher and higher. Alysanne's eyelashes fluttered, and she cradled his head, her body moving with his, faster and harder until she was rippling with pleasure, exploding, fragmenting until he caught her safely in his arms.
Alysanne opened her eyes and she looked to Jaime, his head had raised and looked to her. Again she opened her mouth wanting to speak, say something… anything to him -however he beat her too it.
"You are beautiful Alysanne." Jaime said lowly to her and she felt her cheeks grow flaming hot. Being naked under him as he had just made her feel… well words could not describe how blissful she felt.
"Jaime…" she whispered his name, heated and needing.
The golden haired man chuckled lowly and he eased himself over her. His hand once again wandered up her sides, admiring her smooth, soft skin. Finer than the most luxurious satins.
"It will be uncomfortable. I cannot change that, but I won't make it last long. Soon… very soon you will feel pleasure again." Jaime told her as he leaned down over her. Alysanne nodded before tilting her head up and met his mouth as it met hers.
Jaime's hand went to her hip and the other slipped to cup her sensuous backside and lifted her up. Once again her womanhood to brush against the rock hard shaft of his arousal and this time both man and woman moaned lowly. Both were nearly sick with need and desire. Jaime did not release her mouth from his even as he lined his manhood to the slick entrance. His arms circled her body and he pulled her closed, covered her body with his and then in one swift motion he entered her. He would not draw the misery out of Alysanne losing her maidenhood. His mouth swallowed her groan of pain and he ran his hands over her body, trying to distract from her pain.
Alysanne felt the slice of harsh pain rip through her core, it had been sudden but less than she had imagined it would be. Perhaps she had built up the experience in her mind and feared the worse. She could feel her body ache with the sudden invasion of his, felt the way her body gripped his mouth worked against hers and eventually she felt the pain dissipate and the flame of liquid desire return.
The brunette rolled her hips a moment later, more than the ache that was slowly fading she was aware of the deep need she had – to feel that same pleasure his fingers inside of her had given. Breaking her face from his she looked up to him and she exhaled.
"Please… Jaime." Alysanne pleaded with him lowly and her hands took their turn to wander over his body, her delicate fingers tracing ropes of muscles. Tilting her head up she placed kisses along his collarbone and smiled as she heard a shuddering moan from Jaime. The sounds of his approval gave her encouragement to do more. Her tongue tasted his skin, the touch so erotic, his hands pinned her hips that he might bury himself ever deeper, even harder than before.
As he gripped her closer Alysanne returned with her own moan. The slight motion of his manhood sliding out of her sent a new wave of pleasure through her. White hot and electric it raced up her spine. Her hips rolled to match the movement of his. An ancient dance between man and woman, Jaime couldn't hold himself back anymore. Slowly with measure strokes he pulled his body back and then with slick ease slid into Alysanne and each time was able to bury himself further into her sweet body. Alysanne gripped at Jaime as stars danced in her eyes as feelings of pleasure rolled through her.
Jaime continued that way moving with long, sultry strokes, his gaze locked with hers so he could see the pleasure he brought to her on her expressive face. Her eyes clouded with passion -her lips parted as her breath came in little gasps of wonder. He wanted to increase his pace, to drive into her with the fierceness of the passion that filled him but he knew for her first time he had to be in control. There would be many nights to come where he could explore his growing desire for her.
Her hot sheath, slick and velvet soft, tightened and squeezed until his body clenched and thrust with a steady demand into hers. He let out a low cry as he buried himself to the hilt inside of his bride and felt her crash around his shaft, her bell-like voice called out in ecstasy. His hands anchored her hips against his as he spilt his seed deep within her, claiming her as his true wife.
They both were overcome with their shared pleasure and a frozen in the moment. But the moment ended and Jaime collapsed over Alysanne, his forearms braced against the bed on either side of her head. Their heavy breaths mixed together.
Briefly Alysanne closed her eyes savoring the blissful waves that spread from her center to the top of her head and down to the tips of her toes. She opened her eyes and looked to him, her eyes filled with satisfaction and the remaining embers of desire. Jaime smiled down at her, touched his finger gently to her swollen lips. She blinked to bring him into focus. Her body was locked with his; she could feel him, thick and heavy, buried deep within the tightness of her core. His smile was lazy and sated, his emerald eyes holding masculine satisfaction that he had done so much more than simply please her. He looked as if he might start purring over his own prowess.
A smile spread across her lips, never had she imagined it would be like this. She tried to move and found a shuddering pleasure rack her petite body. Jaime smiled wider and he rolled his hips into hers again, drawing out the pleasure that was still to be drawn from her body. He was moving with slow, languid strokes that kept heat scorching her body, kept her nipples pressing into the muscles of his chest. The flickering lights from hundreds of candles illuminated the fine sheen of sweat on his skin. Slowly the brunette reached up and gently traced the hard line of his jaw.
Jaime captured her hand, brought it to his mouth to kiss, then laced his fingers through hers – a gesture so tender in made her chest fill with warmth. His lips ghosted over her knuckles as he breathed; "Wife." He called her.
"Husband." Alysanne responded and her lips continued to hold a warm smile for him.
Jaime gave a grunt of contentment at her proclamation that mirrored his. He stretched her arms above her head and held them there, leaving her body open him. He had thought to take her innocence and be done but now that he had awoken and uncovered the passion hidden in her. Jaime knew he would not be done with her, his desires for her were growing deeper with each touch, each glance and each moment he shared with her. Without any more words he descended on her again determined to bring her pleasure as many times as possible that night, until dawn if that was what was needed.
Alysanne offered no objection as he started to take her again, she simply let her husband continue to take her to new heights of pleasure until sleep would finally claim them both.
There you go you eager beavers. Your first steamy lemon. Hope you all enjoyed it and never fear there will be more to come in the future!
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