#cersei

[azulolivart]

An unequal marriage in Westeros.

#asoif/got #fanart #fan art #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #game of thrones #game of thrones fanart #got #sansa stark #joffrey baratheon #sandor the hound clegane #sandor clegane #the hound #cersei #cersei lannister #queen cersei #petyr baelish #little finger #varys #asoiaf fanart #sandor x sansa #sansa stark x sandor clegane #sansan #you’ll be glad of the hateful things i do someday when you are queen and i’m all that stands between you and your beloved king

[weirwoodweb]

my golden boy

#i love Schiele's Madonna painting because unlike any Madonna painting #it look sinister. #This is my golden boy #he is the son of god #he is mine. #cersei lannister #cersei #joffrey baratheon #joffrey lannister #asoiaf #asoiaf fanart #illustration #artists on tumblr #artwork #koi drew

[jedimaesteryoda]

One trend I've noticed a lot lately in the speculation of Tyrion meeting Daenerys is how he'll influence her. The argument often is that Tyrion will encourage her more "fire and blood" destructive tendencies when they get to Westeros. However, this view is often one-sided as it's always about how Tyrion will influence Daenerys but never about how Daenerys will influence Tyrion.

"Daenerys, I am thrice your age," Ser Jorah said. "I have seen how false men are. Very few are worthy of trust, and Daario Naharis is not one of them. Even his beard wears false colors." That angered her. "Whilst you have an honest beard, is that what you are telling me? You are the only man I should ever trust?" He stiffened. "I did not say that." "You say it every day. Pyat Pree's a liar, Xaro's a schemer, Belwas a braggart, Arstan an assassin . . . do you think I'm still some virgin girl, that I cannot hear the words behind the words?" "Your Grace—" She bulled over him. "You have been a better friend to me than any I have known, a better brother than Viserys ever was. You are the first of my Queensguard, the commander of my army, my most valued counselor, my good right hand. I honor and respect and cherish you—but I do not desire you, Jorah Mormont, and I am weary of your trying to push every other man in the world away from me, so I must needs rely on you and you alone. It will not serve, and it will not make me love you any better." -ASOS, Daenerys IV

Daenerys is not the sheltered child Aegon was who Tyrion could easily manipulate as shown when she called out Jorah for trying to isolate her from other men. Even Tyrion admitted to Aegon, having never met Daenerys that "she is strong" and "fierce." Daenerys was more worldly at 14 than Aegon is at 16. Even as a small, frightened girl at age 13 in the beginning of the series, she had more street smarts than her adult brother Viserys and has shown to be a prodigy in the series. Tyrion would not be able to manipulate her easily, especially since would initially be wary of him for being a Lannister.

Tyrion at the end of the day would be serving as her subordinate, him being largely dependent on her. Tyrion largely is the way he is because of the toxic family he grew up in. The Lannister vision has no idea of a Good Society, it's just pure self-aggrandizement by any means necessary. As the adage goes, rot always starts at the head. The monarchs Tyrion served as Hand, Joffrey and Cersei, were both cruel, incompetent tyrants with senses of entitlement that outweighed their actual abilities. They also had no concept of the duties of a monarch to their subjects, and instead just abused their power over others, including sexually. The one who actually ran the show for the Lannister regime, Tywin, was a cold, abusive Machiavellian who brutalized the smallfolk and his children, seeing them as pawns in his schemes. Tyrion could be cunning and brutal, because it was both encouraged and necessary for the winner-take-all, dog-eat-dog world of the Lannister court. It was an environment designed to bring out the darker side of his nature.

However, since the beginning we saw hints of the lighter side of his nature such as when he gave emotional support to Jon and designed a special saddle for Bran. He even helped Catelyn when they were attacked by the mountain clans even though she kidnapped him. In A Clash of Kings, we see hints of Tyrion wanting to be something other than the cold Machiavellian like his father when he stands up for Sansa when Joffrey beats her, and he has Morec killed and Slynt sent to the Wall for killing Barra, wanting to "do justice." In A Dance with Dragons, he risks his life to protect Aegon and even in his lowest he looks out for Penny even though she is a complete stranger to him.

Daenerys is a foil to Cersei, whose ruling philosophy is expressed in the statement "Why do the gods make kings and queens, if not to protect the ones who can't protect themselves?" Daenerys tries to live up to the image of an ideal monarch who protects the weak. She liberates the oppressed from slavery and tries to protect them, even performing acts like tending to those afflicted with the bloody flux herself, marrying someone she doesn't want and putting her plan of going to Westeros on hold to achieve peace. Working as Hand to Queen Daenerys, Tyrion may find himself in a change of pace in a different environment where for once his more positive tendencies are encouraged with his fondness for "cripples, bastards and broken things."

In short, in cutting himself off from his toxic family, Tyrion may actually find a new beginning in service to Daenerys. He's the Machiavellian polymath and court politician she needs, and she's the competent, idealistic monarch he needs.

#asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #queen daenerys #daenerys targaryen #daenerys stormborn #tyrion lannister #house lannister #house targaryen #meereen #queen cersei #cersei

[embroideryobsession]

Michele Callagher Embroidery for Game of Thrones

Costume Designer: Michele Clapton MCE/HBO Inc

#ilovethis #game of thrones #costume design #handmade embroidery #michele callagher #michele clapton #michele callagher embroidery #gorgeous #cersei #sansa #daenerys #myrcella #lannisters #ice and fire #birds embroidery

[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

……cersei corrupting little sister reader mayhaps 🤭

Here you go, Babybel. I hope my lesbian offering pleases you.

Warnings: DEAD DOVE, DO NOT EAT. Incest, corruption kink, dubcon, fingering. Word count: ~1k

Cersei is in her cups again. You can tell by the faintest tint of rouge that stains her lips and the gleam she gets in her green eyes when she’s overindulged in Arbor red. It’s gotten worse since Jaime went away to the Riverlands and there is little you can do to stop it.

Truthfully, you are glad he’s gone. Growing up you’d always envied the closeness he shared with your older sister, the gap in age between you and your siblings made childhood lonely for you. Tyrion didn’t take an interest in you, but you’d always adored Cersei. You idolised the grace with which she carried herself, her effortless beauty and sharp tongue. She never really paid you any mind though, too preoccupied with her twin to notice you.

It was only when Jaime wasn’t around that she deigned to give you any attention, but you basked in being her plaything, even though it was only temporary. You had heard the rumours regarding your siblings’ incestuous relationship, but your father had scoffed derisively when you dared to ask, telling you that was a scandalous practice that had died with the Targaryens. The Lannisters would never debase themselves with such depravity. You’d believed him, you had no reason not to.

That was until you grew older, Cersei married King Robert, and Jaime’s absences became more frequent. Something shifted in the affection that your sister lavished upon you. It evolved into something darker, more intimate and filled you with feelings of burning shame, amidst a deep seated warmth in your lower belly that you could never quite find the words to articulate.

Lingering kisses to the lips, insistence that you share her bed while she kept you cuddled close to her replaced games of make believe and hide and seek. You supposed it was part of her becoming Queen. People change. She had to grow up and so would you.

This feels too grown up though; as she stands, wine goblet in hand, eyeing you closely as you run your hands over the rich, crimson brocade fabric of the gown draped over the folding screen.

“I cannot wear this,” You tell her, shaking your head and snatching your hands back as though you may sully the material with your very touch. “It is too much.”

She smirks at you, taking a slow sip of her wine and letting her eyes travel the length of you. “You are a Lannister. Nothing is too much.” She says with a slight tilt of her head.

“You have worn this gown to hold Court before!” You protest. “I cannot wear the Queen’s clothes.”

She steps closer, taking your jaw between thumb and forefinger. You can smell cloves and berried fruits upon her breath as it fans across your face, her eyes boring into yours. “Do you remember how much fun we had playing dress up when you were a girl?” She whispers.

You swallow thickly, hating the way your lower belly flutters under her attention. “Y-yes.” You peep meekly.

“Will you dress up once more, sweet sister, just for me?” She purrs.

You want to tell her no, you long to wrench from her grasp and flee back to your own chambers, if only to put a stop to the uncomfortable stickiness that gathers between your legs. You hate this, and yet you will not deny her anything. She is your sister, your Queen. 

You nod your head and she releases you with a demure smile. “Good girl.” She praises stepping back.

Your hands move to lift your thin cotton shift over your head, then pause, uncertainty paralysing you. “Aren’t you going to leave while I dress?”

She scoffs, a grin briefly flashes across her pretty features before it’s gone again. “Nothing I haven’t seen before.” She says with a soft shrug.

You hesitate a moment, before pulling off your nightgown, leaving you bare before your sister. It may be nothing she hasn’t seen before, but she has certainly never looked at you like that before.

There is a predatory hunger, dark and urgent, in the way she stares at you. It makes you want to shrink into yourself, cover whatever parts of you she can see with your hands. The silent threat to rob you of your innocence looms heavy and oppressive. It frightens you, but not as much as the urge you have to simply give in to her.

“Here, allow me.” She says, setting her goblet down and stepping forward to take the dress from the screen.

Your breath hitches as her fingertips drag across your skin as she helps you into it, leaving gooseflesh in their wake. You have to bite back a whimper as she grazes your pebbled nipples lightly as she pulls the bodice over your breasts. You are sure it is deliberate.

The room feels too hot, your skin blazes and you grow wetter between your thighs, guilt eating away at you for it.

Lannisters would never debase themselves with such depravity.

What if you are depraved? What if she knows? She’d tell your father and it would bring shame upon your entire house.

You are broken from your thoughts as Cersei’s hand cups your mound beneath your skirts, her lips parting slightly as she feels the arousal gathered there.

You gasp, attempting to pull back, but she follows, keeping her hand exactly where it is. You bump into the wall, backed up against it as she spreads her fingers through your sodden folds, exploring.

“S-stop.” You stammer, unable to comprehend that your own sister would touch you in such a way.

She tuts, but makes no move to halt her ministrations. “Don’t you wish to play, little lion?”

Your eyes widen, your breathing becoming more laboured as the urge to resist her grows weaker. Realisation dawns, horrifying and intriguing all at once. “Is…is this how you and Jaime play?”

She laughs softly, plunging a finger inside of you, the sudden stretch of it making you yelp. “Oh, how Jaime and I play is much more intimate. Would you like me to show you?”

No is precisely what you should say, if you were to listen to the way your mind screams at you to run. However, driven by the fluttering in your cunt and the excitement that flurries in your belly, you answer in the affirmative. “Show me.”

#cersei lannister #cersei lannister x reader #cersei x reader #cersei #cersei lannister smut #cersei lannister fan fiction #game of thrones #GOT #game of thrones smut #GOT smut #game of thrones fan fiction #got fan fiction

[osansas]

CERSEI APPRECIATION WEEK 2024 ♡ favorite quotes

#gameofthronesdaily #tuservaleria #cerseiweek2024 #janielook #tuserheidi #useraish #got #cersei #*m #i'm so rusty HDJDK

[insomniakisses]

Her Little Stark

Character: Cersei Lannister (GOT)

Requested?: Yes

Warnings/Notes: 18+ Content, MINORS DNI, Omegaverse universe, slightly au timeline / events. Tommen and Joffrey r both killed before the wedding, Tywin is the hand of queen Cersei.

You knew it was wrong. Oh how wrong and corrupt it was, the thoughts that flooded your mind about her. Cersei Lannister the queen herself. Your captor, a woman belonging to the family that had torn yours apart and killed multiple of the people you loves. And yet you cant help the throbbing between your legs whenever you see her.

You blamed her, for the way she released her scent around you or for how she always seemed to press her bulge into you as she walked past. The lingering looks and the way shed lean to whisper ungodly vulgar things into your ear about everything she wanted to do with you. It was all too much and had you head over heels for her, weather it was love or lust you weren't sure. 

Today like no other you awoke to her shooing out your hand maiden demanding that she tend to your sister instead. Shooting her a look she left without complaint, leaving you staring up at your queen she smiles and reaches her hand out indication for you to take it.

She leads you to the next room, where a the tub is filled with bot water and there's an array of expensive soaps on a table beside it. You turn to her about to protest but she's already ridding you of your night dress, she chuckles almost meanly when you gasp at her palming your ass. Pushing her off and sinking into the tub as a way to hide your naked form from her. 

She pays no mind however, sauntering over and sinking to the floor by the tub grabbing the soup she likes the scent of best before dipping it into the tub by you leg. Now wet she glides it across your skin, smiling to herself when you relax and allow her access to your body. 

Your calmness fades when you here a quiet “oops” next to your ear, acting as if she had accidentally dropped the bar of soap that had landed by your leg. She acts as if she is about to reach it and you relax slightly, hoping you had simply misjudged her actions letting your eyes close again when you feel her bring her hand back up. 

Its only when you feel her fingers rub at your clit that you jolt, attempting to push her off but she simply shushes you, kissing at your neck as her other hand moves to your breasts squeezing and tugging at them as she wishes. 

“Its alright my little wolf,” kissing along your neck she moves to nip at your back and shoulders making sure all the marks can be coverable as she relishes in your soft gasps and whines your resolve disappearing as you let her have her way with you. Feeling her push two fingers into you, you cant help lean further into her hold allowing her mouth more area to kiss and mark. 

“Quiet now, wouldn't want anyone to hear you sinful little mouth would you, hmm?” she hums against your neck as you plea for your release, which she gladly gives you capturing your lips with her own to silence your moans. 

She smiles at your wide eyes when she pulls away, simply continuing to bathe you as if she hadn’t jus touched you in such a sinful way. She helps you dry off and dress, placing soft kisses along your bare skin as she does so, reminding you of how fond she is of her good little wolf and how soon she will have you as her little wife all hers to ruin and fill with her lion cubs. 

Now dressed, you feel her arms wrap around you that sweet soft Cersei only you get to see resting against you. “You okay?” she chuckles bitterly the anger returning “I keep you captive here, Your family slaughtered by my own, Your sister tortured by my late son her previously betrothed and both of you needlessly reminded of your own fathers death by my father yet you ask me if I am okay?” She turns you to face her before sinking to her knees in front of you, face resting against your stomach. “Gods I don't deserve you”

Your silent then, hand running through her hair as she holds you to her burying her face deeper into your dress. “I'm sorry I shouldn't have brought it up-” you cut her off by kneeling next to her placing a soft kiss to her own lips. “Its okay” you whisper softly wiping away her tears when you here a knock at the door and are both notified of the council meeting Cersei is to attend immediately. 

That night you return to your champers to find a note from Cersei, a request that you should go to her chambers tonight. You knew the connotations if you where to accept she means to bed you, clearly having settled the arrangement that you are to marry her and now needing to begin making heirs for her throne having non as it stands now. 

You make quick work of undressing, wrapping one of your cloaks around your bare form and heading to her champers. When you enter you are greeted with the sight of her naked form laying atop the grand rug by her bed. Her hand stroking her cock gently, hand speeding up once she realises your there.

You body moves of its own accord and you find yourself kneeling against her, watching her hand glide up and down before she speaks, “Go on. Suck.”

Your cheeks flush as you move to take the tip into you mouth sucking gently and moaning at the salty taste of her pre-cum. Moving her hand to your hair she pushes you further down, her cock being forced down your throat as she groans. She holds you there while you gag, until you slap at her thigh to let go. 

She growls at you, pulling you on top of her as her hand wraps around your throat. You whine in protest when you feel her tip brush against your hole almost slipping in, not wanting your first time to be forceful. As if sensing this she releases your neck, moving her hands to your thighs thumbs brushing the skin gently.

“Now, are you going to behave or act like a spoilt slut?” she taunts moving you against her cock moaning at your wetness coating her cock. “Behave” you whimper and she smirks, nodding in approval as she pulls you into a kiss as she pushes into you softly. 

She swallows your moans, guiding you along her cock in a soft pace allowing you to get used to her cock. You surprise her when you grab her hands, pinning her hands above her head and moving to kiss at her neck. You pick up the speed of your hips, bouncing on her cock fast and hard. 

A soft gasp escapes her when your lips reach her jaw, cock twitching rapidly and a gush of cum filling landing on your ass when u pull off of her jus before she cums. She groans and thrashes under you in protest as you smirk, “Think i found your weakness baby” you coo in faux sympathy.

Reaching behind you you sink back onto her cock, the tip red and throbbing from her ruined orgasm she groans moving to push you off but you simply grab her face pulling her into a kiss as you you ride her.

You smirk against her lips when she begins cumming again, going to pull off of her once more but she growls deep. Flipping you into a mating press with ease, satisfied smirk on her face as you try and fail to regain control.

“Now you said you would behave, and while i would love to let you have your fun i can’t very well put a baby in you when you wont take my cum” she nips your neck then, placing a kiss on it before biting there again deeper, mate marking you as hers.

She uses this as a distraction to fuck you properly, hard fast thrusts as she nears her next orgasm keeping this pace until her cock shoots hot cum deep into you. She pushes her knot in then her tip kissing your cervix as it shoots her load. Your walls milking her as your orgasm takes over once more.

Your both breathing heavily when she rolls onto her back bringing u with her so your laying on her front her arm rubbing your back. Kissing her neck you smile against her calling her your soft golden lion feeling her start rumbling in response eliciting soft purrs from you.

#game of thrones imagines #got #got x reader #got imagines #game of thrones x reader #game of thrones #cersei #lannister #cersei lannister #cersei x reader #cersei imagines #got smut #game of thrones smut #cersei lannister x reader #cersei lannister imagines

[alicentloyalist]

LENA HEADEY as CERSEI LANNISTER in GAME OF THRONES ↳ 6.10 - “The Winds of Winter”

#gotedit #gotcerseilannister #iheartgot #cersei lannister #got #game of thrones #queenage #usermali #cinematv #userstream #tvedit #chewieblog #cersei #*gifs #mine

[greenqueenhightower]

—“If it weren’t for my children, I would have thrown myself from the highest window of the Red Keep”

ᴄᴇʀꜱᴇɪ x ᴀʟɪᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴀʟʟᴇʟꜱ

#cersei x alicent parallels #I am so waiting on Alicent #to give us moments of insight into her life like this #like I want to know how she felt #her married life with Viserys was so brushed off in the first season #also I kinda wanna write a fic now about them #alicent hightower #cersei lannister #queen alicent #queen cersei #the green queen #welighttheway #alicent #cersei #game of thrones #house of the dragon #hotd #asoiaf #hotd parallels #gameofthornesdaily #hotd season 2 #hotd edit #got edit #hotd gifs #got gifs #alicenthightoweredit #cerseilannisteredit #alcienthightowerdaily #greenqueenhightower #greenqueenedit

[dreaminghelaena]

#webweaving #asoiaf #cersei lannister #a song of ice and fire #valyrianscrolls #house lannister #cersei #i am unwell because of this #y’all have no idea how long it took to find a young cersei fancast i actually liked😭 #ugh #proud of this tho #it makes me sad

[halekduo]

Funny how in GAME Cersei got herself into a children's spat and made the most immature decision of everyone involved by upsetting the greatest dynastic marriage in recent memory to get even with a 9 y/o.

There's so much black comedy in her inability to understand power and politics. I love her.

#asoiaf #agot #Cersei #nymeria

[lilith-91]

"By night the prince played his silver harp and made her weep. When she had been presented to him, Cersei had almost drowned in the depths of his sad purple eyes. He has been wounded, she recalled thinking, but I will mend his hurt when we are wed. Next to Rhaegar, even her beautiful Jaime had seemed no more than a callow boy.” - Cersei

Wtf she was like "I can fix him"

.........says the woman who is WORSE

I love her, she's an ICON 😂 😂

#asoiaf #cersei lannister #game of thrones #rhaegar targaryen #Cersei #love #you would make him worse lol #cersei x rhaegar is an interesting ship actually #I think it's interesting that Cersei knew his personality and was still attracted to him. #There are dimensions to this

[zeazalt]

She was as beautiful as men said. A jeweled tiara gleamed amidst her long golden hair, its emeralds a perfect match for the green of her eyes.

#the wildfire queen 💚 #almost wrote queer… which. yeah #my art #asoiaf #art #asoiaf art #a song of ice and fire #valyrianscrolls #valyrianscrolls art #cersei #cersei lannister #house lannister

[knight-of-flowerss]

can you please write something smutty for cersei lannister x fem!reader?

ofc I love Cersei smmm (Even tho I’m not that good at smut I’ll still try lol) also sorry that it’s a bit short, still new to this 😅

This hasn’t been spell checked btw!

Masterlist

Little One

CERSEI LANNISTER x FEM!READER

Anyone’s name: this Color and in bold

You didn’t know how you got here, one moment you were pouring the Queens wine and the next you’re laying on the table moaning like one of those whores in the brothels while her majesty fucks her fingers into you.

You were just Cersei’s handmaiden, a low born, and here you were, sharing an intimate moment with the very woman who is rumoured to fuck her brother.

You whimper as Cersei’s thumb comes up to circle your clit, making you clench down on her nimble fingers, screaming out in pleasure. “Hush now little one, wouldn’t want the whole of Kings Landing to hear you moaning like a painted whore for your Queen, would you?”

A smirk adorned her face as you came on her hand, your cum sliding down her palm.

You had closed your eyes during your orgasm but when you opened them, you are met with Cersei’s fingers in your face, “open wide little one..”

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@thethreeeyed-raven

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[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

And one more 😍😍💗💗

May I please request Cersei x reader with Dacryphilia?

eeee, thank you for this! Always happy to write about our lioness.

Warnings: Dacryphilia, orgasm denial, fingering, spanking. Words: ~900

Author's note: No gods, no masters, no tag lists. Only scabs community label fics. If you find yourself tempted to slap a label on this, please block me instead.

You gasp, a shiver rolling through you, as your body tenses and spasms, falling apart around the Lannister Queen's fingers as she lays between your legs.

She is quick to withdraw them, leaving you to clench around nothing. She rises, sitting back on her haunches and regards you coldly with a tilt of her head.

It's only then in your pleasure drunk haze that you realise you've accidentally reached your peak. She had explicitly instructed you not to do so without her permission.

You draw in a shuddering breath, shame rolling over you like a wave of Dornish heat, and begin to stammer your apologies.

"I-I am sorry...so sorry, Your Grace. I did not mean to, I know I wasn't supposed to, I-"

"You are beginning to irritate me." Cersei cuts you off, her voice smooth as silk.

She is ethereal as she kneels above you. A light sheen of perspiration clings to her smooth skin. Her waves of long, flaxen hair obscure her breasts from your view, and in the glow of the candlelight she looks like the Maiden herself.

It is a stark contrast to the fury that you see burning in her bright green eyes, a predatory hunger that both terrifies and excites you.

You know that the Queen's marriage to King Robert is an unhappy one, and you have heard the ugly rumours that spread around the Red Keep with regard to the nature of her relationship with her brother, Ser Jaime. You have been her lady's maid for more than a year now, it would be impudent not to take notice of the matters that ail her.

You are not quite sure how your relationship with her evolved into something more, it seemed to have happened out of nowhere. One morning, six months ago, you'd entered her quarters to help ready her for the day, and she'd been reclining in the bath in front of the fireplace. Her eyes had sought yours and she'd pointedly stood, watching closely as your gaze drifted over the wet curves of her body. She'd beckoned you over with a crook of her finger, and you'd regularly found yourself in her bed ever since.

Cersei wasn't necessarily cruel to you, but she wasn't a gentle lover either. You suspected she used you as a means to vent her frustrations at the political disputes she often found herself at the centre of.

She is a lioness toying with her prey, seeking release between your thighs. She delights in her ability to make you sob with every torturous touch and playful denial, tracing your tear tracks with dexterous fingers and smiling in satisfaction at the wetness that lines your lashes.

You are well aware that it is folly to allow this to continue, a flagrant abuse of her power, yet you cannot find it in yourself to give her up. You aren't sure she'd let you. The scent of almond oil that clings to her hair and pulse points is intoxicating, the taste of Arbor Gold upon her lips makes you dizzy with every feverish kiss. She brings you to the apex of your pleasure faster and more skilfully than any man you've ever coupled with. So you allow her your tears and your dignity.

You can feel the familiar burn around your waterline threatening to spill over as you lay there now. You know she wants to push you to the point where it does.

"You will not have release until I grant it, is that understood?" She'd commanded earlier that evening, pushing you back onto the bed once you'd discarded your gown.

You'd nodded fervently, eager to obey your Queen, but the way her fingers had worked so expertly inside of you had made it impossible to hold back, and so now you were utterly at her mercy.

You are certain that she'd done this on purpose, set you up to fail so that she had an excuse to punish you, and you find yourself wondering what grievance from her day she'll be taking out on you tonight.

"So pretty when you cry." She coos, stroking your cheek, a gesture that's almost tender.

She withdraws, leaning over the side of the bed and reappears with a black leather paddle in her hands. She smirks as your eyes widen.

"On all fours for me, like a good little bitch." Cersei orders wickedly.

"Your Grace, please, have mercy." You whine.

She huffs softly through her nose, rolling her eyes playfully. "I suggest you pray to the Mother for that. I've none to give you. I shan't ask again."

You do as you're told, rolling over and supporting your weight on shaking arms and legs. Jolting in surprise when her palm smooths softly over the curve of your rear, you inhale sharply, bracing yourself for impact.

"This might hurt a little." She purrs. "But I'm sure you know that."

The crack of the paddle smacking your bare flesh echoes off of the vaulted ceiling, as stinging pain blossoms in its wake. Hot, wet tears trail down your cheeks. This is the price you pay when you allow a lioness to make you her plaything.

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[kampflesben]

Modern AU cersei study based on a victoria's secret 90s shoot. I know she'd be on twitter using the f-slur

(Post that inspired me + reference used under the cut)

#valyrianscrolls #a song of ice and fire #cersei lannister #cersei #modern au #fan art #nicks art #asoiaf