Characters
Tags
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
Scratching
Predator/Prey
Petplay
OT3
Master/Slave
Penetration
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!
Hunt (CerseixJaimexSansa)
April 20, 2025 at 11:26 AM
Sansa runs through the Kingswood, branches cracking, scent of dead leaves, pine crushed under her feet. Her heart pounds.
Thorns tear at her gown, her fingers.
They can smell blood.
They’re coming.
Implacable. Beautiful.
Unstoppable.
Sansa hasn’t planned well at all.
Four emeralds blink. Stalk.
Striking as one: Ser Jaime tackling her,Cersei scruffing Sansa’s neck. Sansa wants her lions to consume her, gasping as--
Claws are gentle hands, stroking under her dress. Petting.
Snarls become words.
“My dearest love.”
(Sansa grins.)
“We’ve caught a little wolf-girl. Whatever shall we do with her?”
Fangs become wicked smiles. It’s playtime.