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Jaime • Jealous Lover

warnings: touchy-feely jaime.
summary: jaime can't keep his hands to himself when it comes to the reader, and ends up making cersei jealous.
extras: NOT MY IMAGINE!! written by the tumblr author "perkqularkreashions"
word count: 1023

The celebration was filled with lively music, the cheer and chatter echoed through the walls of Casterly Rock. The woman twirled in their colorful dresses that represented their houses. Showing their support to the Lannisters was vital in for survival, one of the most strongest families in Westeros. They were Lions after all and Lions were rulers of the Kingdom.

The room had gone silent at the appearance of Y/N, she was absolutely breathtaking in the sunlit room. Her golden skin glowed slightly showing off the smoothness of her skin, no crater or blemish in sight. Her seductive eyes scanned the room before her, she demanded the attention of everyone in the room without even asking for it. Her unnaturally (eye color of choice) eyes scanned the room, a small smile rested on her features as her attention was turned to her younger sister whom brushed up against her shoulder. "They are all staring" Sansa remarked, her fingers gently brushing on the light grey material that was her dress.

"We are wolves Sansa, they stare because they fear" her voice was strong and soft. Holding so much power and authority but caressed your ears like a soft lullaby a mother sings to her dearest children. Sansa bore the house colors of the Lannisters, couldn't tell that she was once a wolf. Sansa shyly moved from her sister's side, her eyes examining the great hall they stood in.

"Y/N Stark" a voice stated behind her, peering over shoulder slightly she caught eye of the Kingslayer, a man who needs no introduction.

"Kingslayer" she speaks slowly, Y/N turns around and faces the man "Its a pleasure" she holds out her hand, he wrapped his hands delicately around her fingers before laying a soft kiss on the back of her hand. His lips lay there before he looks up at her.

"Jaime will do just fine" he responds once his lips aren't occupied by her hand. "Please walk with me" He held out his elbow for her to grab, she watches him hesitantly before slowly dragging her hand through his elbow. The simple action makes the Kingslayer smile. "You look exquisite, you truly live up your to the title"

"Is that all I am to people, a title? A title that exemplifies my beauty. Am I only known for my beauty to men, what of my intelligence, determination, loyalty, leadership?"

"That's the first thing a man sees, a man judges is the outer appearance of a woman. Never wants inside, he never knows what lurks in her mind." She stopped turning in front of him, her eyes scanning him for a moment.

"What do you see Jamie?" She whispers, his finger slowly moving the strand of hair that blocked her face.

"A strong, independent woman that doesn't need a man to know her worth. A mesmerizing woman whom deserves the utmost satisfaction and respect" he whispers back.

Cersei watched the pair, her eyes burning holes in the Stark that stared loving into her lover's eyes. Her face began to grow hot, her fist clenching and unclenching slowly. She tried calming herself but the more she watched the two, the more she could Jaime see him slipping from her and Cersei didn't like that thought.

"The sight sickens me" she murmured to herself, she composed herself quickly before sashaying toward the couple, her eyes darting from Jaime to Y/N. They haven't spoken anything, just gazing at each other. "Lady Stark, it's a pleasure having here at Casterly Rock" Cersei gathered Y/N attention with a soft smile she bowed softly. "The pleasure is all mine Queen Mother" Cersei pressed a feigned smile on her lips before her eyes averted to Jamie whom been glaring at his twin, praying that she did do anything foolish.

"I think I'll retire to my chambers it was great meeting you... both" she said with a smile, she gave a slight smile before sashaying away from the pair.

Jaime grabbed Cersei's arm pulling her close to him "What is you are intentions??"

She snatched her arm away, glaring at the man "You with that woman! Do you find her attractive?"

"In more ways than one" he huffed before leaving his lover on the floor, he held unto his sword as he traveled the halls searching for Y/N. His eyes turning left and right as he scanned for her picturesque body roaming through the halls. He grunted softly at he pushing against the wall, his hand impelled by another.

"You following me Jaime" a soft voice whispered against his ear, he chuckled lightly as his face was smushed against the extravagant designs of the wall. "Trying to protect me or have your way with me?"

"Would you believe me if I said protect?" He hummed, he watched the Wolf in his peripheral. A small smirk written on her face, her hand slowly retracted away from him. He turned around slowly to face her.

She pushed him against the hall her hands stationary at his abs while her body was pressed against his. Her tempting eyes running over his. "I have to admit Kingslayer, you... are...very easy on the eyes." Her lips parted while they moved over of his slightly brushing against his quivering lips

Jamie's hand slowly pulled up Y/N's leg, pressing their hips together. His eyes running over face.

He leaned forward to connect lips only for her to pull back, her hands slowly running up his armored chest, he regret not wearing thinner clothing to feel her touch. Her index pressed against his lips, slowly dragging it down. "See you tomorrow Ser Jamie" she whispered before removing herself from his touch

"That is one hot piece of ass" he heard a familiar voice let out, he turned his head to Hand of the King, Bronn. He didn't have any words. He nodded breathlessly before he was left alone.