Game of Thrones: Loves Many Trials
Chapter 43 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 43
Marina smiled lightly as she stepped over the threshold of the door, Lancel right next to her. They had been out for a walk and, with memories of their first official date still strong in their minds; they felt closer than ever. The rain had caught them coming home and Lancel invited her over, to dry.
"You know the house." He joked
She smiled as she used a towel to dry her hair and face. She watched as Lancel did the same, noticing his t-shirt sticking on his torso. She tried not to linger on it, but the way he was built and the way he was now turned her on. She tried not to blush thinking of it.
"Like what you see?" He teased
She blushed and swore she could feel her cheeks burning. He heartily laughed and hugged her from behind, kissing her cheek.
"I'm messing with you." He reassured her.
"I know. But it's not my fault you're a God." She remarked with a coy edge to her voice.
He shook his head, insisting. "I'm not a God."
"Look at you, Mister Universe." She remarked cheerfully.
He held her closer, kissing her neck. She could feel herself melting. She tried to restrain herself from moaning, not an easy thing as he continued treating himself on her thin skin. She turned to face him and kissed him. All felt simply natural and right.
Even when they started to seek the other's tongue. They simply couldn't stop, it felt way too good, sharing their warmth, expressing their affection, being just so near was intoxicating.
She didn't mind his hand slipping under her top, in fact, she kinda wished her bra wasn't in the way of its adventure. In fact, she was doing just the same and the mere ghost of his forms excited her even more. His hand continued to reach below, still under her clothes.
Until he suddenly stopped. The charm was broken, he seemed astonished and even sorry. It was only then that she realized that, while his left hand was quietly holding her back on her top, his right hand had made its way under her trousers and had been about to go further down the line, on the curve of her bottom.
He withdrew quickly, his cheeks red, especially when she noted the birth of an erection in his jeans.
"I'm so sorry…" He said shocked at his own actions
Lancel felt petrified at the idea that he had almost reached such an intimate part of her. It was when he had felt the top of her underwear that he had realized that, if he hadn't stopped, he would have deflowered her that day.
He felt it wasn't the proper time for it, he wanted her first time to be a bit more special, not just a way to find release in each other.
"It's okay, Lancel. It really is." She said reassuringly.
She understood his thoughts, even unspoken.
"It can wait."
He nodded, relieved beyond measure.
However, that night, much to their shame, the memory of their little session made them find another way to get release, whispering each other's names in the dark while their hands worked.
The following day, Arya grinned as she sat back in her seat. She was out with Gendry as well as Bran and Jojen, the two couples on a casual double date.
"Feels good to finally be free." She muttered.
Gendry laughed softly, while Arya had been out of her cast for a while now, she had been expected to take it easy for a while and was finally now given the all clear.
Bran smiled. "Well, we've all been through a lot, I still can't believe half of all this even happened."
Jojen nodded. "True, but still, it's good we've made it. After, everything..."
They were quiet for a moment, recalling everything that they had been through, as well as what others had to endure too. Arya's injury, the Sparrows assault on Jojen. Then the trial and the other issues they faced.
"Still, we've overcome it all and we're stronger because of it." Gendry said. "We made it, we're survivors."
Arya grinned. "True, we all made it this far, I guess, we should all be grateful for that."
There was a pause before Gendry then asked. "Has anyone heard how Margaery and Loras are doing?"
Bran nodded and answered. "They're both out the hospital; I heard Myrcella is taking Margaery on a special date to make up for what happened."
They all smiled at that and continued to enjoy themselves, relieved that things finally seemed to be calming down and becoming better for all of them at last.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.