“ I love him brother, we are wed! ”
𝐿𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑘
straight. #Crossovers. independent portrayal. Multi-Ships w/chem. Not New To Rp. Literate/Descriptive. Of Rickard. story by: #Helħeım.
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@ThxDragonsHeart His hand slid down to rest on her waist, thumb pressing lightly through the fabric of her dress, feeling the curve there as he leaned in just enough for his breath to brush her ear.
@ThxDragonsHeart “You’ve always been mine to protect. But seeing that Baratheon oaf look at you like he wants to devour you whole…”
Brandon’s jaw tightened, a low rumble in his chest. “It stirs something fierce in me. Makes me want to keep you closer. You are my sister, after all.” ↪️
@ThxDragonsHeart ↩️ You’re fire and steel and everything a man could lose his mind over. And Robert… he doesn’t deserve to even glance at you the way he does.”
“Tell me truthfull. Is that what you want? A loud Southron stag pawing at you?”
@ThxDragonsHeart Once they were properly alone, he turned to face her, backing her gently against the stone wall with his taller frame. Not quite trapping her, but close enough that the heat of his body cut through the chill seeping from the walls.
“You’re no little girl anymore, Lyanna. ↪️
@ThxDragonsHeart ↩️ keep safe.”
Brandon’s gaze sharpened as he caught her eyes flicking toward Robert once more. A low sound rumbled in his chest, almost a growl, and he tilted her chin back toward him with two fingers, the touch firm, possessive, and far too intimate for mere brotherly concern.
@ThxDragonsHeart “No need to hide anything from you, Lyanna. You know me better than most.” His words carried a heavy undercurrent, suggestive in their restraint.
“But some thoughts… some hungers… a man keeps close. Especially when it comes to protecting what matters most. What’s his to ↪️
@ThxDragonsHeart ↩️ He reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of her dark hair behind her ear, his touch lingering just a second longer than necessary.
@ThxDragonsHeart ↩️ “I saw that,” he said, his tone turning both amused and protective.
“Robert’s gaze lingering on you like a starving man at a feast. Big, loud stag that he is… if he thinks he can look at my sister like that without consequence, he’s got another thing coming.”
↪️
@ThxDragonsHeart ↩️ lingered on her with that bold, appraising look he usually reserved for women who caught his interest.
“Now stop groaning like I’ve ruined your perfect lady’s braid. Tell me, trul, is there no one stirring that same kind of heat in you?”
@ThxDragonsHeart “Not wild, she says,” he teased, his voice dropping a notch, husky with amusement.
“Yet here you are, hair loose like you’ve been riding hard through the wolfswood, cheeks flushed from the cold… or something warmer.”
He stepped back slightly, but his grey eyes ↪️
@ThxDragonsHeart He reached out and gently ruffled Lyanna’s hair the way he used to when she was smaller, even though she was nearly a woman grown now.
“Wise words from my wild little sister,”
@ThxDragonsHeart “Aye… there’s a girl.” A sly grin tugged at his lips. “She’s got fire in her, that one. Sharp tongue, rides like the wind, and doesn’t simper or flutter her lashes like half the ladies at court. Makes the blood run hotter than it should.”