“Oh you don’t like my dress?” she asked, lifting an eyebrow. “Must be why you were so eager to take it off.”
She tilted her head, and pushed the collar of his shirt, to examine his neck, where she had left several bitemarks and a few scratches. “I hurt you,” she said, with a satisfied smile. “At least everyone will know you’re taken. I don’t like the way women look at you.”
She let him kiss her, gently, responding as soon as his lips touched hers. Then he mumbled something against her lips that made her heart ache.
“You wouldn’t go without me,” she replied, looking down, staring intensely at a spot on the carpet, between their feet. “You wouldn’t dare.” She hugged herself, and with a shrug she held her head up again and looked at the door. “You need to go, before they come back.”
Cersei smiled and stroked his cheek one last time, knowing that after he was on the other side of the door they would have to go back to pretending to be nothing more than siblings, instead of the kindred spirits they were.
“And remember,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Food poisoning.”
At that, she chuckled, because this was a whole different kind of poisoning.
“I just think it covers up a little too much.” Jaime replied when he pulled back, shrugging as he raked his eyes down her before returning to her face with a small smirk playing on his lips. He couldn’t help rolling his eyes when he looked down at the small marks and scars she’d revealed after pulling his collar down. He knew people would ask questions, and he’d probably get a few congratulatory pats from his colleagues, but at least it would stop him from getting propisitioned at every event he went to.
What she said next caused him to lift her chin as she wrapped her arms around herself. He wanted to pull her close again, but he’d already spent more time than was safe. “You’re right, I wouldn’t dare.” He assured her, reaching out and giving her shoulder a small squeeze before turning around and making his way towards the door.
He chuckled bitterly at Cersei’s parting words, nodding before glancing over his shoulder at her. “Goodbye, sister.” He muttered as he opened the door, hesitating before stepping out into the hall and closing it with a soft click.
They were seperated again.