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Princess

Gendry x Lannister!Reader

Prompt 55 - “Shut up and kiss me already”

(Gets a tiny bit smutty at the end, plus this is kinda long, so buckle up darlings!)

You watched him work in silence, occasionally looking away, pretending to be interested in something else, before looking back at him again, not being able to keep your gaze off of him for much longer. It was no wonder, with how deep in thought you were, that you yelped and jumped half a mile when you felt a gloved hand on your shoulder, turning to see a King’s Guard, your heart pounding against your chest “yes?” your tone held a slight annoyance, an annoyance for ruining your day with whatever was needed of you now, “Princess (Y/N), the Queen sent me for you, she wishes to speak with you” you nodded, looking down before briefly back to him, seeing him already looking at you, making your cheeks turn as red as the colors of your mother’s house. You quickly moved towards the Red Keep, the King’s Guard following closely behind, barely able to escort you as he was told due to the speed you held.

You entered your mother’s chambers, seeing her stand by her balcony with a glass of wine in her hand. You knew who your mother was, and you knew who your real father was. Your mother used to say you got your wits from your grandfather, and your beauty from her. You were born barely a year after Joffrey, your mother fell pregnant soon after giving birth to him, but you were nothing like Joffrey, he was cruel, childish and enjoyed tormenting Tommen, something you despised. You were the exact opposite, you were beautiful, kind, curious and intelligent. On one hand, Joffrey was impulsive, you, on the other, was cautious. But despite what you knew, despite your mother’s flaws, how you were disobedient more than her other children, she adored you. You were her first born daughter, and you couldn’t deny the love your mother held for you, you had been offered a lot of suitors already, but your mother shooed them off one way or another, either they disappeared, or she simply cut off your contact with them, which was why you didn’t want her to know of where you went in the city, something you felt was about to be discussed. 

“You’ve been spending a lot of time in the city… with the peasants” she didn’t even look at you as she spoke, and you knew she was scared, for all her flaws, she loved her children, and you knew how she despised being sold off to the King Robert, you knew that she felt like a horse being sold to whoever paid the most, and you also knew, that she was scared that would happen to you, and Myrcella. “Yes” you answered courtly, seeing her turn around, studying you, spotting the mud, or at least what she hoped was mud, on the bottom of your dress. “Why?” she asked sharply, walking towards you “why do you bother with the peasants? You’re a princess, they mean nothing compared to you” she was never afraid of stating her opinion of the common folk, something that you tried your hardest to ignore “because I like to see how they’re doing under my father’s reign” she glanced at you out of the corner of her eye at your words, you both knew that you knew, but none of you had ever spoken about it, so you were not surprised when she looked down, gliding over the topic “I like to see how they live, if they are well” you continued, ignoring her sharp glare, shrugging your shoulders lightly. “You won’t do it again” she stated after a long silence, making your jaw drop, and you wanted to spew a long list of very unlady like words at her “but-”

“No, this is final” she interrupted, and you just stared at her “I will not have you mingle with the common folk” she added, sipping her wine, and you couldn’t hold back your scoff, glaring at her “one of these days, you’re going to lose me, not because I want to leave you, but because you make me” you spat at her, walking past the King’s Guard and to your room, not noticing the way your mother’s eyes softened at your words, before hardening again as she remembered the King’s Guard “you’re dismissed” you said to him, and he bowed and left.

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You wrapped a shawl around your Lannister golden hair, it was early, way earlier than you had ever woken up, but you wanted nothing more than to go back out into the city, you didn’t lie when you said that you wanted to see how the people were doing, you were just more focused on one person instead of the entire population of King’s Landing. This wasn’t as much about the handsome Blacksmith apprentice anymore, as it was not being a prisoner, being locked up in the Red Keep for the rest of your life.

You were almost out of the Red Keep, almost, until you heard some armor clanking behind you and you froze, closing your eyes briefly before turning around, ready to make a scene to go out. You were met by a Lannister Guard, narrowing your eyes at him “yes?” you were ready, you prepared yourself for the inevitable fight that would come, but it shocked you to hear what he said “I’m here to escort you through the city, Princess (Y/N)” your eyes were as wide as dinner plates at his words “on whose orders?” you barely registered your own words before they left your mouth “on the Queen’s orders, Princess”, you narrowed your eyes at him in suspicion, thinking it over before nodding “just… stay back, please?” the guard nodded at your statement, though barely kept any distance as you had requested, but you couldn’t help but smirk at the idea that popped into your head.

You leaned against a wall as you panted, trying to regain your breath. You had lost the guard your mother sent with you, making you smirk in victory, the Blacksmith right around the corner, you just needed to catch your breath first, that is.

“What’s got you panting?” you snapped your head towards the sound of the voice, turning to see the one person you had been looking at for months now. Your mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, trying to come up with a response as he approached you “I-... I was, uh… I was-”

“Watching me” he interrupted you, and all the color drained from your face at his statement, he knew. He stalked closer to you, with every step forward he took, you took a step back, your back eventually hitting the wall “for weeks now, actually. Why?” he narrowed his eyes at you as he studied you, and you quickly looked down, avoiding his gaze “I-... I don’t know…” you mumbled, making him scoff, looking at you confused “so you’ve been watching me for weeks now, for no reason?” he asked in a low tone, watching you nod, then quickly shake your head, then shrug.

A smile tugged at his lips when you finally looked up at you, and he noticed your beautiful green eyes that held small flecks of gold in them, and you felt his calloused fingers as he placed a stray hair of gold behind your ear, it must’ve been tugged loose when you ran from your mother’s guard, you thought. You unintentionally leaned into his touch, making the smile on his lips grow just a tiny bit, “what’s your name?” he asked quietly, his hand still cupping your cheek, making sure your beautiful eyes stayed on him “(Y/N)” you whispered, leaving out the ‘Baratheon’ part. He nodded, you were both so close now, your noses almost touching, and you had barely noticed that he had moved closer, too caught up in his hand on your cheek, “I’m Gendry” he whispered back before letting his lips touch yours, what started as a soft kiss turned into a more heated one, the hand that cupped your cheek went to the back of your head, his other went to your hips, holding you against him as your hands rested on his chest. You didn’t mind that he was covered in soil and dirt, in fact, you liked it. He was nothing like the high lords who all approached with their pitiful gifts, hoping to win your heart through something that wasn’t them, but Gendry, Gendry was everything they were not, you had seen him be kind to strangers, you had seen him work his metal, and seen how he wasn’t afraid to get dirty, and you liked it, you more than liked it, you loved it.

As you were kissing he pulled back, at first you thought something was wrong, but then you noticed how he just looked at you with adoration “you’re so beautiful...” he mumbled, studying your face as you blushed at his words “you’re like an angel or something” he mumbled, making you giggle slightly “shut up and kiss me already” you pulled him back to your lips, resuming the kiss he had broken before.

You were so wrapped up in feeling his lips on yours, feeling the way his hand gripped your hip, how his thumb gently rubbed small circles on your waist. You felt at home, safe, and you couldn’t help but feel the muscles under his tunic, making you moan into the kiss, making him do everything he could to hear that sound again. His hand left your hip, going much higher, but still holding back, so that if you wanted you could always back off, you could always leave. ut you didn’t, you let him feel his way to your chest, you let him cup your breast in one hand, making you moan as he squeezed it lightly, and he took the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth, exploring as much of it as he could before you both had to part, needing air. You panted as you looked up at him, and he adored the sight of you, your lips slightly parted, your cheeks red and your lips bruised from kissing, your chest rising up and down in time with your breath, showing just how out of breath you were.

You were about to lean up for another kiss when you heard the clanking of familiar armor, making you groan, Gendry looking at you confused “what is it? Are you in some trouble?” you glanced at him, your brows furrowing “I saw you, the other day, with that King’s Guard” he admitted, his cheeks slightly red from the fact that he just admitted to watching you as well. You gently shook your head “no, no I’m not” your hands left his chest, and he took that as his sign to let go of you, though he was not exactly happy about it. You were about to say something else when the guard turned the corner “Princess (Y/N)! Is this scum bothering you?” he had a hand on the hilt of his sword, and your eyes widened “no! No he’s not” you quickly said, stepping in between the guard and Gendry, who stared at you with wide eyes, not believing his ears “well… you should get back to the Red Keep, Princess” you mentally cursed him, ‘stop calling me that!’, you thought, damn near exploding when he did it again “come along Princess, we wouldn’t want to worry your mother” there was almost a slight tone of fear at his last statement, making you sigh and nod, walking towards him before turning to Gendry “see you tomorrow” you whispered, smirking at him as he just stood there in the alley, watching you walk away with a guard from the Lannister army. Gendry couldn’t help but scoff, a smirk on his lips as he shook his head at you. Princess, you were a princess, and one interested in him at that.

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