Cersei Lannister | ASoIaF modern AU | OTAqueen_of_7December 9 2012, 15:36:32 UTC
Targaryen Christmas party
Every year they send an invitation - a disgustingly gaudy piece of garbage - knowing how much it'll annoy the Lannisters, knowing that neither of them would attend. Every year, Cersei has her assistant make up some bullshit reason for why she can't attend very much like the rest of her family.
Not this year, though. This year, she's accepted the invitation, elegant handwriting in black ink on delicate, expensive, snow-white paper with gilt edging.
The golden creature getting out of the black car, the embodiment of all Lannister riches, Tywin's darling daughter, is all liquid grace and beguiling charm, turning into the evening's highlight
So delightful and enchanting as if she were the hostess of this event. Cersei's being horrible, misbehaving in the worst manner possible, affronting her hosts as only a Lannister can.
Robert's watched her from a distance all evening. He hasn't spoken to her in years and when they happen to bump into each other at social functions, they pretend to not have noticed.
Tonight, though, tonight he can't look away. She's being a bitch on purpose, acting out like the spoiled little brat she really is without trying to hide it. He's a little amused and a lot aroused.
He catches her between two conversations, his arm sneaking around her waist, his large warm hand pressing against the small of her back in a much too intimate manner as he leans in, lips against the shell of her delicate ear.
Every year they send an invitation - a disgustingly gaudy piece of garbage - knowing how much it'll annoy the Lannisters, knowing that neither of them would attend. Every year, Cersei has her assistant make up some bullshit reason for why she can't attend very much like the rest of her family.
Not this year, though. This year, she's accepted the invitation, elegant handwriting in black ink on delicate, expensive, snow-white paper with gilt edging.
The golden creature getting out of the black car, the embodiment of all Lannister riches, Tywin's darling daughter, is all liquid grace and beguiling charm, turning into the evening's highlight
So delightful and enchanting as if she were the hostess of this event. Cersei's being horrible, misbehaving in the worst manner possible, affronting her hosts as only a Lannister can.
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Tonight, though, tonight he can't look away. She's being a bitch on purpose, acting out like the spoiled little brat she really is without trying to hide it. He's a little amused and a lot aroused.
He catches her between two conversations, his arm sneaking around her waist, his large warm hand pressing against the small of her back in a much too intimate manner as he leans in, lips against the shell of her delicate ear.
"You are a very naughty little girl, my darling."
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