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A Feast for Desire: A Lannister's Lust - part 2
The sexual tension between you and Tyrion is palpable, like a dragon about to breathe fire.
You can feel it in every fiber of your being as his hand rests lightly on your thigh, sending an electric current up your spine.
It’s as if the universe itself conspired to bring you two together in this moment, and now, here you are - standing on the precipice of something truly extraordinary.
You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, anticipation and desire warring within you.
Tyrion’s touch is light but filled with promise, his eyes never leaving yours as he leans closer to whisper in your ear.
“You are a woman of many mysteries…I find that very…enticing,” he murmurs, his hot breath against your skin sending shivers down your spine.
His voice is deep and seductive, laced with genuine curiosity and admiration for the enigmatic creature you are.
As your eyes lock with his, you can see the raw desire reflected in their deep blue hues.
It’s a desire that mirrors your own - an untamed flame ready to consume the both of you.
And just like that, any remaining barriers between you dissolve into nothingness, leaving only this burning passion that threatens to engulf everything else around it.
Tyrion’s hand moves slowly up your thigh, his fingers teasing the hem of your dress as he traces a path towards the sensitive skin above.
Your breath hitches in anticipation, and you find yourself leaning into his touch, eager for more.
As Tyrion begins to explore your body, every nerve ending seems to come alive - each touch, each caress igniting a fire within you that grows hotter by the second.
You can feel your pulse throbbing between your legs as he trails kisses down your neck, his lips brushing against your skin with feather-light intensity.
“I want to know every inch of you,” he whispers hoarsely, his breath tickling your earlobe.
His words are like fuel to the fire that rages within you - a promise of untold pleasure and desire fulfilled.
You can’t help but moan softly as his lips find their way to your neck, nipping gently at the sensitive flesh before soothing it with his tongue.
Tyrion’s hands move to your breasts, cupping them through the fabric of your dress.
You arch into his touch, the sensation of his fingers against your swollen nipples sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through you.
He teases and taunts you mercilessly, alternating between gentle strokes and hard squeezes that leave you gasping for more.
“Please,” you find yourself whispering, the need in your voice evident as his fingers continue their relentless assault on your senses.
Tyrion chuckles darkly, clearly enjoying the power he holds over you in this moment - the ability to control your every thought and desire with just a simple touch.
As if reading your thoughts, he suddenly pushes your dress down over your shoulders, revealing your naked breasts for his eager gaze.
You can feel your cheeks flush as he devotes his full attention to them, lavishing each one with kisses, licks, and sucks that drive you wild with desire.
“You’re so beautiful,” Tyrion murmurs between breaths, his eyes never leaving yours as he worships your body.
The intensity of his gaze only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through you - a pleasure that builds with every touch and every kiss.
Slowly, Tyrion makes his way down your body, trailing kisses along your stomach until he reaches the waistband of your undergarments.
His fingers deftly unfasten them, and within moments, they’re pooled around your ankles, leaving you completely exposed to his gaze.
You feel a mixture of vulnerability and excitement as Tyrion takes in the sight before him - your body bared for his pleasure.
His eyes darken with desire as he leans forward, brushing his lips against your inner thigh in a feather-light touch that sends shivers down your spine.
As he continues to explore your sensitive skin, you can feel yourself growing wetter by the second - an aching need building between your legs that threatens to consume you whole.
Tyrion seems to sense this as well, his touch becoming more urgent and demanding as he teases and pleasures every inch of your body.
And then, finally, he reaches the spot that’s been yearning for his touch - swollen and aching with need.
You gasp as his fingers part your folds, finding your clit and beginning to stroke it with expert precision.
The sensation is almost too much to bear, and you find yourself arching into his touch, desperate for more.
“You’re so wet,” Tyrion murmurs approvingly, his voice rough with desire as he continues to pleasure your sensitive flesh.
“I want to taste you…to feel you come apart in my mouth.”
His words are the final straw, sending you over the edge into a shattering orgasm that rips through your body like wildfire.
You cry out his name as wave after wave of pleasure crash over you, drowning everything else in its wake.
Tyrion’s hands remain steady and sure, guiding you through the storm until it finally subsides, leaving you a quivering, satisfied mess in his arms.
As your breathing slows and reality begins to seep back in, you find yourself curled up against Tyrion’s chest, his arms wrapped protectively around you as he whispers soft words of comfort and praise into your ear.
You can feel the warmth of his skin against yours, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat a soothing lullaby that carries you back to reality.
“Patience, my lady…we have all night,” Tyrion murmurs, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he speaks.
And with those words, you know that this is only the beginning - the first step on a journey of pleasure and desire that will leave no part of either of you unexplored.
Tyrion’s fingers dance across your skin, each touch sending shivers down your spine.
You revel in his caresses, eager for more as you feel the heat of his desire wash over you.
He looks at you with an intensity that ignites a fire deep within, making it impossible to resist him any longer.
Tyrion undresses you slowly, his gaze drinking in every inch of your body.
You can’t help but feel vulnerable under his scrutiny, yet the desire burning within you is undeniable.
Your arousal grows with each passing moment as he strips away the barriers between you two - both physical and emotional.
As Tyrion’s hands make their way to the clasp of your dress, he whispers gently in your ear, “You are exquisite…
a feast for the senses.” His words send a thrill through your body as they mingle with his kisses trailing down your neck and collarbone.
The air around you is charged with electricity as Tyrion’s hands explore your naked form, each touch awakening sensations you never knew existed.
His fingers trace patterns on your skin, teasing and taunting as they map the contours of your body.
You arch into his touch, desperate for more, eager to be consumed by this delicious torment.
Tyrion’s mouth descends upon you, his tongue teasing and pleasuring every inch of your skin.
Your moans fill the air as he explores your body with unrelenting devotion, leaving no part untouched.
His lips are hot against your flesh, igniting a fire within that threatens to consume you whole.
As his tongue dips between your legs, you feel yourself slipping over the edge into ecstasy.
He licks and sucks with expert precision, teasing your swollen clit until you’re trembling with desire.
With each stroke of his tongue, you cry out in pleasure, desperate to be filled by him completely.
As Tyrion takes you to the brink of ecstasy, he gazes up at you through hooded eyes, his look a mix of raw hunger and unwavering devotion.
In that moment, you realize how deeply connected the two of you have become, bound together by this shared passion.
Your body trembles as you reach your climax, waves of pleasure crashing over you like an ocean of bliss.
Tyrion holds you tightly, whispering words of encouragement and praise as he guides you through the storm.
As your orgasm subsides, you collapse into his arms, spent and utterly satisfied.
In the aftermath, you lie together, basking in the warm glow of contentment that envelops you both.
You feel a deep sense of connection to Tyrion - a bond forged through shared passion and trust.
As your breathing slows and reality seeps back in, you whisper softly, “That was…
intense.”
Tyrion smiles, his eyes filled with love and desire as he draws you closer, whispering in your ear, “We have only just begun, my lady…” With those words, you know that this is a journey that will take you both to new heights of pleasure and intimacy - a journey that has only just begun.