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Spanking
Incest
Sex Toys
BDSM
Flogging
Older Man/Younger Woman
Threesome
Bondage
Lust
Aftercare
Love
Anal Play
True Love
Submission
Roleplay
Older Woman/Younger Woman
Biting
Cuddling
Cuddles
Pack Dynamics
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Predator/Prey
Petplay
OT3
Master/Slave
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Bloodplay
Kink
joy
Lemon Cakes
lemon cakes are aftercare
needleplay
Laughter During Sex
lannister fetish
House Lannister
D/s
The Wolf-Girl Who Longed for the Sun
Consensual Incest
Queer Het
Triad - Freeform
Chains
Whips
Canes
ménage à trois
chivalric fetishism
DominantJaime
DominantCersei
Strap-on play
Snowballing
Summary
Because the holidays can be rough; a short fic or drabble about our pride every day till December 25th (maybe a little more)--like an Advent calendar with happy saucy fiction instead of chocolates. I'll be bringing in a few friends to add treats as well. Please feel free to email me with ideas and I hope you enjoy!NB: As per the holidays-indulgent. Made it to Thirty-One. Happy New Year!
Smoke (TywinxSansa)
April 20, 2025 at 11:09 AM
The study smells rich as a sept: Sansa admires the tiny glow of the burner on the hearth. Part is Tywin Lannister, the myrrh, daemonorops she smells on him: today there’s a sharpness. Pine. She closes her eyes, breathes in the way it mingles with the salt sea below
Tywin arrives. Sansa sleeps on the hearthrug, curled like a kitten. His eyes shimmer gold at the thought of her claws and teeth, he covers her with a wine fur-lined cloak, sits.
She’ll be in his arms when she wakes. The Great Lion watches the fire, guards his russet cub.