Jaime saw Bäahal walk around in that beautiful tight little blue nightgown and it caught his attention. Nakedness was beautiful but it was a natural state for the two of them. A naked body was just that, a naked body. But when the said body had an inviting attitude, then it became a promise. It wasn't just about being attractive to the eye, it was about anticipating the moment they would become one. Yet, the Lannister would always have a little preference for the garbs she would put on, to excite his imagination. He, for lack of proper terms, was a sucker for beautiful nightgowns, especially when they were made of lace, satin, and ribbons. He enjoyed the softness of the fabric. He adored how it hugged her curves so effortlessly and on top of it all, Jaime Lannister loved when Bäahal Targaryen kept them on while they were having sex.
It might have something to do with the different textures he had to play with. Her skin, the lace, her skin, the satin, her skin the ribbons. It might also have something to do with her being half-dressed as if they were in a hurry and couldn't wait to taste each other. As if she was a present he half-opened because he was way too excited. It complimented her figure, the colors were vibrant and explosive.. sending his senses overdrive. Jaime didn't know, but he couldn't contain himself when she was flaunting her nightgown-clad body at him as if nothing was happening.
That morning she woke up early, brushed her teeth, put her nightgown on, and started to make breakfast for the two of them. It was her turn to surprise him with breakfast in bed. It didn't happen because Jaime felt the shift of weight in the bed and woke up to an empty room. He scratched his chest and quietly went to the bathroom to brush his teeth before he went to the kitchen. He found her singing and swinging her nice plump ass to the rhythm. It felt right and nice for a Sunday morning so he stared at her with a grin on his lips. His girlfriend didn't notice him for she was way too deep into the rhythm but she didn't squeal when he went behind her and grabbed her waist. Instead, the silver head kept dancing and pushed against his hands to invite him.
Jaime grinned and danced along with her, pressing his morning wood right in between her plump rear, eliciting a groan from her. It didn't stop Bäahal from dancing and cooking for them both. Toasts with scrambled eggs were on their way. He kissed the crook of her neck, eliciting a soft moan from her. His hands were still on her waist and gently hitched her nightgown up, to expose her bare rear and have her feel better his raging erection. Bäahal pretended not to feel anything and kept cooking until he started to nibble on her neck. His hands gently roamed over her frame, feeling her taut belly, and her soft arms, and his lips covered her soft skin with kisses. It tickled a bit so she chuckled and then turned her face, along with her body to face him.
« You are a very very bad boy Mr. Lannister. I am cooking, do you want me to ruin our scrambled eggs? »
« Mmhhh I don't care about the eggs. You look delicious in this nightgown. » He grinned at her and wrapped his powerful arms around her waist, while she kept her hands on his cheeks.
« I don't know Mr. Lannister... Maybe you could show me how much you like that nightgown? »
She teased him. Her voice was low and raspy and he knew that she was in the same mood that he was. Carelessly, he ignored the scrambled eggs and took her to the dinner table where he had her sit and deeply kissed her while his hands were busy hitching her gown up to her waist. She grinned and pulled his flannel pants down to his thighs, letting his hard cock spring free. Jaime caught the gleam in her eye and grinned as she quietly grabbed his cock, already wet with his precum, and stroked it a bit while staring at his emerald eyes. He pulled away from their kiss and grunted in anticipation.
« Do you want me to show you right now? »
She nodded quietly and guided him within her petite core. As he felt her folds gently open and engulf his cock, Jaime groaned and shut his eyes tight. She felt so good that if he didn't know better he wouldn't be able to last any longer but he did know better so he breathed hard and looked up at her beautiful face. Bäahal was playful this morning, so welcoming and so loving. Her warmth literally engulfed him and overwhelmed the knight. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pushed her further onto his cock while his other hand held onto the table to keep his balance. She wrapped her shapely legs around his waist and pulled him closer to her frame.
It was a morning session, one that didn't have the emergence of the night. One that could last forever or never finish at all. They weren't looking for the finish line for they already reached it the night before. No, this morning, he simply wanted to greet her the proper way, the only way he knew would combine their bodies and souls. He wanted to be one with her and bask in the glory of the moment. Jaime relished her warmth and wetness. He relished the constricting muscles around his hard veiny cock. He enjoyed her soft moans as she wrapped her hands around his buttocks and was the one moving his hips to set up a pace. He let her go and have her fun while his lips would devour her. He took the time to taste his girl, remind himself why he couldn't get enough of her, of her spicy skin and loving smile.
« My Golden Lion...... You feel so good. » She allowed herself to say in a half-breathed voice.
She was so taken by the moment that she didn't realize her eggs were burning. The scent and smoke didn't bother them, they barely noticed the fire coming from the pan as she kept pushing him inside of her at a steady pace. It only was when all of a sudden the anti-fire system started to work (and therefore they were drenched in water) that Bäahal and Jaime realized that the breakfast was ruined and their kitchen along with it. The Targaryen started to laugh, thinking the situation was rather funny, and she wrapped her arms around her lover's shoulders.
« Ahahahah This is too much! I told you I was cooking and here you come distracting me with your big dick. »
« I...I didn't do that. What are you talking about? » He heartily laughed along with her and gently pulled away as the situation required their attention. Bäahal let him go and crossed her legs as she witnessed the disaster their kitchen became.
« I guess we'll have to go outside if we want to have breakfast. » She said while getting a little bit more decent.
Both were soaked with water but as the fire stopped, so did the emergency system. She smiled at him and jumped off of the table so she could kiss him and walk out of the kitchen. « I'm going to take a shower, maybe you could join me? » She offered.
What else could he say but « yes? » He followed her to the bathroom with his head full of unfinished stories and his cock still full of promises.
Sort of.
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