ASOIAF - Jaime/Cersei
Title: Fire and Flame
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Pairing: Jaime/Cersei
Theme: Fire
Rating: T/M
Words: 239
Warnings: Possibly NSFW
Notes: Umm, don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with incest/twincest
They might not be Targaryens but Jaime always knew his sister was fire personified. She danced like a flame when she moved, the glow reflected from her golden locks enveloping her entire body as she seared kisses down his body, her fingers sinking hungrily into his feverish flesh. It often seemed to him that his twin possessed the heat of the sun, the hellfire that could keep even the most terrible of winters at bay. Her eyes shone with wildfyre as her teeth captured his lower lip, drawing hot blood in a manner that made it clear he was hers to do with as she wished.
Jaime knew she was possessive, he had known that from the start. Cersei didn’t like to share, not her toys, not her thoughts and most certainly not Jaime. He knew that’s why she left all those marks on him, to remind him and anyone else he might lay with that he was hers first.
And he lets her do what she wants. He is very aware she clings on to him because she has lost almost everything else in life. Her brother is all she has now she secretly hopes that perhaps one day she can produce enough fire between them to burn them both to ashes. They had entered the world together and together they would bid it farewell, amid a backdrop of flames if Cersei had anything to say about it.
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire
Pairing: Jaime/Cersei
Theme: Fire
Rating: T/M
Words: 239
Warnings: Possibly NSFW
Notes: Umm, don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with incest/twincest
They might not be Targaryens but Jaime always knew his sister was fire personified. She danced like a flame when she moved, the glow reflected from her golden locks enveloping her entire body as she seared kisses down his body, her fingers sinking hungrily into his feverish flesh. It often seemed to him that his twin possessed the heat of the sun, the hellfire that could keep even the most terrible of winters at bay. Her eyes shone with wildfyre as her teeth captured his lower lip, drawing hot blood in a manner that made it clear he was hers to do with as she wished.
Jaime knew she was possessive, he had known that from the start. Cersei didn’t like to share, not her toys, not her thoughts and most certainly not Jaime. He knew that’s why she left all those marks on him, to remind him and anyone else he might lay with that he was hers first.
And he lets her do what she wants. He is very aware she clings on to him because she has lost almost everything else in life. Her brother is all she has now she secretly hopes that perhaps one day she can produce enough fire between them to burn them both to ashes. They had entered the world together and together they would bid it farewell, amid a backdrop of flames if Cersei had anything to say about it.