#:kissmeme

[laughinglannister]

I want the K.

10: Neck Kiss

The race was on as he chased his nephew and niece around the gardens of Casterly Rock, tickling Jaime’s and Cersei’s sides as he passed them as the small children shrieked with delight and ran as fast as their short little legs could carry them.

Gerion roared as he surged forward on the attack again, scooping Cersei up in his arms as she giggled, burrowing his head into her neck and kissing her over and over; his beard tickled her skin as she pushed his face away. Gerion laughed as he looked at his little niece and cooed, “Should we get your brother, hmm?"

A resounding “yes!" set Cersei back on her feet as the two lions took after Jaime as he ducked back into the stone halls while Tywin and Joanna had some time to themselves.

[laughinglannister]

I want the K -runs off and hides behind a tree-

5: Firm Kiss

Gerion was ducking between buildings to try to get back to the docks. He was only in the city of Naath for a short time before his ship would once again continue their trek towards Westeros. He managed to bump into a young woman near the docks and murmured a soft apology before his eyes met her own. He paused slightly; she seemed the spitting image of Elia Martell, but Elia had died and this woman was too young.

"Pardon me, Miss, but are you going to try to smuggle yourself aboard?" he asked as he gestured to the ship he was taking. He smile was bright, though the woman seemed to be sheepish to his asking.

"Then welcome aboard!" Gerion mused with a small laugh before he took her face in his hands and planted a firm, yet brief, kiss upon her lips, grinning from ear to ear before he laughed and started to board the ship.

[laughinglannister]

I want the K *cough*

17: Goofy Kiss

The Lord Commander had been very hospitable towards Gerion, and it had almost made the man forget the cold. The hot mulled wine probably had more to do with that, but Gerion made no distinction. A small shared laugh between them was enough to break the tension of the mask Jon was trying to wear during their visit, but Gerion thought him too serious and had actually managed to make the serious Lord Snow laugh.

Gerion supposed he should excuse himself, but stumbled over the furs he had been given and tripped into Jon’s desk full of maps, ink, quills, and parchment. While Gerion was floundering in ink, they both started laughing again as Jon tried to set things right. As Jon moved over Gerion on the desk, the Lannister reached up and pulled the man’s head down for a strange up-side-down kiss that was as sloppy as they were drunk.

The Lord Commander seemed to take surprise in that, while Gerion seemed to enjoy himself for a little while longer before he let him go.

[laughinglannister]

I want the K.

7: Romantic Kiss

Gerion was quite sufficiently drunk with a sword-maiden he had met at the lower docks in King’s Landing. He had bought most of the drinks with his sort of allowance he had received from the Queen, but the amount did not seem to matter to Gerion. They had begun drinking with others, but soon enough they had wandered out of the tavern they had acquired the liquor at and had started walking together.

It was not long before Gerion turned to the young woman with him and pulled her close with one hand around her waist. Before she could reach for her dagger, Gerion’s lips had found hers. His other hand had brushed the hair from her face. His touch was almost careful—though that could have been the alcohol—and he kissed her slowly, as if relishing the moment.

He pulled away as abruptly as he had kissed her, however, and seemed quite confused with his actions. He did not let go of her waist as they continued to walk.

[laughinglannister]

I want the K

2: Cheek Kiss

"My dear great-niece, you are as lovely as your mother," Gerion mused as he approached Myrcella, stooping down to give her a soft kiss on her cheek before he straightened up with a smile. “Absolutely radiant, Myrcella," the wayward Lannister continued before he bowed before her.

[laughinglannister]

I want the K weeeee

9: Jawline Kiss

"My dear, forgive my brashness, but it seems to me that a face that beautiful is begging to be kissed," the youngest brother of Tywin Lannister mused as he softly cupped her cheek. Undeterred as she turned her face from him, Gerion ghosted small chaste kisses along her jawline, his fingers tracing lines down along Shae’s neck. As he reached her chin, he glanced up at her eyes and smiled slightly, his lips barely an inch from hers before he gracefully withdrew.