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tripleaaze · 1 year
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Eugene Simon
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the-fiction-witch · 2 months
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Don't pout my little doe, you can have your lion later
Media Game Of Thrones
Character Lanncel Lannister
Couple Lancel X Reader (Baratheon - Daughter of Robert and Ceresi Dark Baratheon Hair)
Rating SMUT AF
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I sat inside the litter, on the soft silk pillow the curtains closed at the sides to keep concealed from passers-by. The sweet fabrics and cushions around me as I sat in my little shoes and sweet yellow and black dress. The litter moved and bustled a little as it slowly moved through the king's landing streets as the caravan of royals moved from the sept back to the red keep. It was far too dangerous for any of us to be walking these streets so the litters kept all of us hidden and safe. 
I looked across the litter where the familiar body sat, thin and tall with long Lannister blonde locks, his fine lion-littered clothes red and gold clothes with his sword by his side his hand on the hilt as if he was prepared at any second to use it. I blushed slightly and looked away before he noticed me looking but I saw his own eyes flick to me. Lancel Lannister, he had been squire to my father King Robert Baratheon, and my father had insisted that in the event of his death his squire was to become my protector. Which was sweet of him, I unlike my siblings had a decent relationship with my father even if that meant my mother despised me. I suppose that's why my mother never protested about it, I think she knew Lancel had never seen battle and while skilled he was not really up to the level a princess' protector should be but I think it was her way of keeping us both out of her way. 
We met eyes for a moment across the litter and we both tried to hide our smiles, we both knew something... was between us but we knew such a matter could not be pursued. He was my protector and nothing more even if I wanted him to be. But I knew our families would rage at us if anything was to be revealed about us. We were technically second cousins but by Westeros law that meant very little as even first cousins can marry in Westeros without much of an eyebrow being raised. But still I knew my mother hated me and would not allow us to be together even if we wanted to be. 
He looked at me as I looked away his eyes lingered on my Baratheon yellow dress, on my dark hair. I looked like my father like a Baratheon which I assume was part of what my father loved and my mother hated about me given I looked nothing like my blonde slender siblings, joffery, Marcella and Tommen. I suppose they looked like Lannisters and I a Baratheon. But Lancel's eyes lingered but he shook his head away as if shaking off his thoughts. 
But as we stopped I briefly looked out the window seeing we had not yet returned to the red keep I'm sure we must have stopped for one reason or another so I didn't ask, but as Lancel and I met eyes again I blushed and hatched an idea to occupy our time.
"Lancel?" I spoke up,
"Yes, princess?" He looked at me with a sweet smile, 
"could I?" I innocently asked,
"Could you what princess?" He raised an eyebrow looking at me curiously but with a sly smile as he knew what I wanted but enjoyed the tease, 
"What I usually do," I blushed, "When we're alone..."
He bit his lip a little but nodded, "As you wish my princess."
I giggled and quickly hopped over to his side I sat myself on his thigh as he moved his sword to the side, I wrapped my arms around his neck and nuzzled my head onto his shoulder and chest feeling his warm body and the softness of his clothes, he quickly wrapped an arm around my waist to bump me closer to him, I giggled and plaid with his hair as he stroked my back I rather felt naughty to be doing such a thing I knew I shouldn't and because I knew this position was what many girls would do to a lord of higher born then themselves which... asmused me in my own way. 
"Hi lancel," I giggled as he pulled me so our noses touched, 
He smirked and stroked my dress whispering against my lips "Hello princess." 
"I like when you look after me, it means I get cuddles," I giggled,
"Humm I like cuddles with you very much princess. really I like anything we do together, but especially when were... alone together." 
I smiled and gave his neck some small kisses, "When we return to the red keep, will you come cuddle in my room?"
".... I think that would be an excellent idea, Princess." He cooed as he stroked my jaw and held my chin to prevent my kisses, "I would love to have a cuddle alone in your room." he whispered against my lips, 
I tried to kiss his neck again but he pulled on my hair to stop me and gave my ass a firm smack making me only giggle more. 
"Lancel?"
"Yes, princess?" He smirked kissing my neck softly, 
"When we cuddle in my room..."
"Yes?"
"Will we play... the quiet game?"
"Humm the quiet game? you know I want to play anything with you princess but are you sure? you always lose the quiet game." he smirked nibbling my neck,
"I know, but I like to play." 
"I know you do," He smirked, "How about... we play hunt instead?"
"We can?"
"I think so, I think you'd love a game of hunt." He whispered in my ear, "Are you ready princess?"
I nodded and he bit his lip his hand on my hip, 
"Close your eyes." he demanded his tone breathy,
I giggled and closed my eyes he then pressed little kisses down my chest towards my dress but I peaked opening one eye, he saw me and growled 
"ah ah ah, you took a wrong step now the lions gonna bite the little doe," He smirked as he sunk his teeth into my neck tugging at my skin making me squeal and kick my feet,
"Noooo! I didn't mean to,"
He pulled back and fixed some hair behind my ear, "Open your mouth princess." he demanded, I blushed but opened my mouth as wide as I could his thumb moved to stroke my bottom lip, "Tounge out." He demanded so I playfully forced my tongue out as far as I could, He smirked and ran his hands over my dress as I sat on his leg keeping me sat for a good while like this, "Humm getting tired yet princess?"
I shook my head even if my mouth was tried, he moved his fingers close stroking my lips,
"suck." he demanded so I did as he asked and took his index and middle finger into my mouth sucking them and licking them making sure to keep eye contact as I did, which forced a low groan, "ummm such a good little princess," he cooed his palm resting on my chin to hold my face as his fingers moved to thrust inside my mouth leaving me to have to move my head to keep his fingers in my mouth and to keep sucking until he pulled his fingers out completely. "You know, Princess, I think that you are just a bit too tightly wound. I will loosen you up... I think your outfit is too much, and I want it off of you. What do you think, Princess? Should I take off your dress?"
"Lancel.. someone might-"
"No one will see," he smirked as he unlaced my dress front, "Keep quiet for me princess,"
I nodded as he tugged at my dress gently at first but the more he unlaced the more eager he got almost ripping my dress until it was unlaced to my waist and he pushed back the soft yellow fabric to reveal my bare breasts but keeping it on my shoulders he bit his lip hard as he looked at my exposed body his hand came and stroked my neck and down my chest fondling my breasts as he went, "How does that feel princess? Do you like the feeling of my hand against your skin?" he smirked and I nodded, "Hummm such a good little princess. such a good little doe for her lion," he cooed, as his hand came to my breast still slick from my sucking a she rubbed on my nipple to harden it moving his index and middle finger back and forth over my right nipple forcing it to get hard for his attention as well as causing me to whine and squirm on his lap,
"Uhhh Lancel..." I whined, 
"Ah ah ah I said quiet princess." he smirked biting my neck harder than before grabbing my breast in his hand fondling and groping me as I sat on his thigh, "Ummm I love playing with your fucking tits." he smirked, moving both hands to grope and squeeze,
"Ahhh Lancel!" I squealed,
"Humm what about quiet don't you understand?" He smirked biting my neck even harder as he did I whined and stroked his clothes as I squeezed my legs together feeling myself get wetter for his rubbing and groping, "oh. That's why?" He growled forcing my dress up to stroke my bare thigh he slapped my ass again before he stroked my pussy, "Awww so wet princess."
"Uhh Lancel..." I whined,
"This what you want? this what you want princess?"
"Yes..."
"Humm really? Is this what you want? Do you want my fingers inside you? You want me to finger your cute little pussy princess?" 
"Yes. Please lancel..." 
"Awww you are adorable," he cooed, "say it."
"I-"
"Say it my little doe."
"I want your fingers inside my pussy lancel... please... devour your doe my lion."
"That's better." he smirked forcing my dress off me completely leaving me naked on his lap tapped my thigh and I happily opened them," Aww such a good princess," he cooed as his hand moved to slip his index and middle finger inside me his thumb rubbing my clit making me squeal and scream as he kissed me to keep me quiet as he thrusted his fingers hard and rubbed on my clit the same pace as his other hand rubbed on my nipple, we kissed making out heavily often moaning into each others mouths as his hands pleasured me endlessly. I knew I was close but he didn't stop instead He pulled back with a groan and smirked at me, "On your knees. suck my cock. Now princess." He demanded, I blushed as he moved his hand back but I did as he asked moving to my knees and unlacing his trousers taking his hard cock in my hand and sucking it as mercilessly as he had fingered me I could feel the litter below my knees knowing we were moving again but I didn't care to stop he threw his head back and often tugged my hair until we felt the unmistakable feeling of the litter being set on the ground, we quickly pulled back and peaked out seeing we had now returned to the red keep, "Shit-" He muttered fixing himself,
"Lancel..." I whine in desperation, 
"I know princess, I know." he muttered clearly desperate too but he handed me my dress and helping me to relace it, "Come on, we'll deal with the nonsense and continue up in your room, alright princess?"
"Alright," I pouted, 
"Don't pout my little doe, you can have your lion later," he said,
"All of my lion?" I begged,
"Every single bit of me my princess." he cooed biting my neck playfully before giving my lips a kiss and my ass a slap so we both sighed and climbed out to return to business like nothing had happened. 
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monochromiamen · 1 year
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Eugene Simon
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burningblogreborn · 1 year
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wolfblood-of-anubis · 11 months
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DOES NO ELSE KNOW THAT VICTOR AND JEROME WERE ON GAME OF THRONES?!
That’s right, folks, Francis Magee aka Victor Rodenmaar Jr. was on Game of Thrones, he played Yoren in S1-S2, a brother of the Night’s Watch and a recruiter for them as well. He made easy friends with Tyrion Lannister, Robb and Ned Stark, and eventually Arya Stark. He got along with Tyrion due to the fact that unlike his comrades, Yoren had a sense of humor. Imagine Victor but cool. And later on *spoilers if you haven’t seen the show*
when Ned’s put in public for execution and Arya managed to escape the Lannister guards, he sees her in the crowd and nods his head to Yoren to try to get her to safety. He does. And he holds her close and shields her ears when her father is executed.
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Immediately after he cuts off Arya’s hair and instructs her to pretend to be a boy called Arry for her own safety whilst they travel back to the North. He planned on taking her to her brother Robb who became the current Lord of Winterfell following their father’s death.
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Yoren is also the one to give Arya the idea for her infamous ‘list’. Her own hit list of people she’s planning on killing which she recites every night before going to sleep. It becomes so important to her ritual that she can’t even sleep before reciting it completely.
and as for Eugene Simon aka Jerome Clarke? He played Lancel Lannister, a cousin of Cersei, Jaime, and Tyrion Lannister for S1-2, and S5-6.
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He originally was just King Robert’s cup bearer and I think he was his squire? Can’t remember fully but I do know that whilst Jaime was out of King’s Landint, Lancel was the one keeping Cersei satisfied if you know what I mean. And yes, they’re cousins, and Cersei fucks her brother Jaime, this isn’t brand new or quite shocking, it’s pretty standard GoT. He’s even involved for killing the king as he kept supplying him with wine and alcohol during a hunt, a boar got to him and he couldn’t drunkenly defend himself.
Then he gets blackmailed by Tyrion for a bit S2 for fucking Cersei. Gets kicked back home too by the end I’m pretty sure. though we get to see him in armor for a bit:
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Then comes back on S5 looking like this:
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He becomes a very religious zealot as he believes he is ‘redeemed’ in the eyes of their gods, the Seven and he just gets very faith involved, even trying to ask Cersei, the Queen Mother, to absolve her sins by being honest about her incest with him (and her brother). She laughs him off very easily and even tries to use the other followers that the new Septon, the High Sparrow, has accumulated to her own gains by getting rid of her sons new wife, Margaery Tyrell, by having her brother Loras arrested for sleeping with men.
By S6 it gets progressively worse, not only did Cersei get what she wanted, her son’s wife, Margaery, gets taken away as well because she knew her brother was involved with men and ‘did not inform the church of these indiscretions’ so she has also sinned. But then Cersei gets a taste of her own medicine and she gets imprisoned too as Lancel has told the High Sparrow everything and he even gets this fucking carving on his forehead.
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Cersei gets her revenge in a big way if you’ve seen the show.
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remnant2 · 1 year
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Eugene Simon
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Anyone else weirdly pissed that Jerome never got to join Sibuna??
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camyfilms · 1 year
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HOUSE OF ANUBIS 2011
It is ten o'clock! You have 5 minutes precisely, and then I want to be able to hear a pin drop.
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thedoctordonnas · 2 years
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JEROY: and do you ever think about coming back to kiss my mouth? i miss the taste of you (and it's always been you)
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kyniathewhovian · 2 years
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jerome relax challenge 
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movie--posters · 2 years
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tripleaaze · 1 year
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Eugene Simon
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the-fiction-witch · 3 months
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Quite a compliment
Media Game Of Thrones
Character Lancel Lannister
Couple Lancel X Reader
Rating Flirty / Suggestive
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Writers notes: Hi my little bats I am fully aware yes this is not a TBS character it's not even a character I've done before but I felt like giving it a go, if it's interesting to you give it a read if totally fine, if you like it let me know, if you'd like me to do more other characters let me know, if nothing else this was just fun for me to do.
Lancel went, to complete various business about the red keep, today being no exception. This task was that his uncle Tywin ordered him to fetch wine, so he went jug in hand to the cellar. Such a job was a squire work but he knew better than to argue with his uncle.
Between the racks of barrels and bottles of wine, mead, and ale he saw Y/n across the way. Her body is covered by a half-sheer dark purple dress, a silver necklace around her with a dark-coloured gem against her skin, her hair down to the small of her back with various intricate braids and ties a small knife in her hair as a hairpin, she sees Lancel arrive and giggled to herself keeping her view away from him.
A half smile creeps onto Lancel's face as he stares upon the woman before him, he moves through one of the rows of barrels to get a closer look at the loveliness before him.
He stops near her, taking in her entire form down her soft curves, the deep purple of her dress bringing out the colour in her face. Lancel can't seem to take his eyes off this sight he finally decides to approach her, his eyes glued to her form. He puts his jug for the wine on the nearby barrel of ale and walks over and stopped just close enough to not be intrusive but close enough he could be close to her. He takes in her scent of lavender flowers and honey mead, all the while she hums ‘Jenny of old stones’, As she hums the familiar song, Lancel's heart races even faster. Not only is this woman breathtakingly beautiful, but she's also wise. Seeing her humm an ancient song about the tragedy that took place in the Riverlands only makes her lovelier to him. The scent, the hum, everything about the woman draws Lancel closer. He can't resist looking down at her body one more time, and his lips grow moist at the thought of her taste.
She noticed him she giggled again as her hands searched the racks of bottles doing her best to avoid his eyes but biting her bottom lip. 
Lancel's eyes are now fixated on her lips, watching them curl as she bites her bottom lip. She concentrates on her task, and Lancel can't resist but to take another step closer. he watches her chest rise and fall slowly while she hums. The sight of her curves would be enough to tempt any man, and her voice is so soothing that he can't help but swim in it. He wants nothing more than to taste that soft bottom lip that she has between her teeth, to kiss her and take his time exploring her soft skin.
"something you wanted Ser?” she cooed playfully not looking at him when she spoke to him, she says the word ‘ser’ is enough to almost steal what's left of Lancel's breath. 
He gulps, his heart racing even faster as he tries to gain some control over the rising tide of desire spreading throughout his body, all he can think of is her body, of what secrets lie below the purple dress and how he so desperately wants to discover them, how in this moment he wished to seal the cellar doors and have her alone with him. He manages to regain some control over his breath and words. "I-... Uh, yes, um..." 
"oh? How may I be of service?" She smiled wickedly, She knew what she was doing and she liked it. 
He can't help but stare at her lips, her face, her chest, the curves of her body, as she waits for him to say something, anything. 
"Um... What is your name?" the moment those words stuttered out his mouth he suddenly realised He had no idea what he's doing! He just wants to kiss her, touch her, run his hands all over her his brain doesn’t want to make words it wants to make love. 
"hmm Y/n." She curtsied, As she curtsied and dipped down, he nearly went weak in the knees seeing her and wanted nothing more than to sweep her off her feet and lay her on one of the barrels and make her his lady for the evening but she was just being playful as of course he has asked this question every time he saw her, not that he had forgotten he knew her name very well but he found himself so nervous he would always ask it again. After a moment of forcing his desires away like forcing down the final dregs of a wine goblet, he managed to get composed and managed to clear his throat a bit before finally finding words. "How are you, Y/n? You look very… uhh… I mean uhh you are uhh truly... uhhh Stunning."
She giggled her hand in front of her mouth "Quite a compliment from a Knight and a Lannister, my day has been very well busy with business" She said, "Yourself Ser?"
He nods again, "Uh... Oh, just... Business. Running errands for my uncle. Quite boring really. I wish I had something to keep me entertained."
"I'm sure you find your entertainment Ser" she wickedly smirked taking a bottle in hand, “have a pleasant day,” she curtsied low before heading on her way, 
He watched her turn and walk towards the door, his eyes following her the entire way. He is mesmerized watching her hips swinging seductively from side to side as she takes each step making sure not to go around the racks and barrels even if she had many options to do so some of which were even closer to the door, but to pass him only inches from his arm, He knows he is staring at her and so does she, but he cannot help it. 
"the wine for your uncle is third-row sixth shelf," she said blowing him a kiss before she left the cellar
Lancel watches her walk out of the cellar, the way her hips sway is enough to get him thinking naughty thoughts about her all night. He takes a deep breath and collects himself, he has to concentrate on finding that wine or he'd be in trouble.
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joysmercer · 1 year
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see like i understand what he’s getting at but why would anyone need to smoke (for work)
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lonehuna · 1 year
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Strike a Pose.
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