Sex Ed Brienne!
So this fic has been living in my head for months ever since @kiraziwrites shared an IG post of Gwen's and I basically made a comment about how I'd love to see Brienne leading a class on women embracing their sexual pleasure and Jaime somehow end up in there to challenge her, and also be intrigued by her. And then I somehow ended up getting stuck with it 😂
I hit a patch of writer's burnout after The Big Exchange last year, but I've been able to start making progress on it and have the first couple of chapters already through with the initial beta read. It has ended up being longer and more complex than my first smart ass comment suggested (shocker).
Basically the premise is that Brienne, after years of a lackluster sex life, kinda took control of her sexual desires and experiences and learned all about what she needed to have orgasms. This translated into her throwing herself into the field and becoming a sexologist (like her swordfighting skills but translated to modern times lol). So now, among other things, she runs workshops teaching women how to embrace their sexuality, masturbation techniques, toys, assertiveness, etc.
Enter Jaime, who Tyrion signed up to get his brother out there after a long-term relationship (NOT Cersei) fell apart. Jaime thinks he's there for something completely different and is very taken aback by the tall, commanding woman who is so comfortable talking about orgasms. He pushes her, she pushes back, sparks fly, and some soul searching is done.
“My brother just signed me up for this, and told me it was something else.”
Her left eyebrow winged up again, in a way that both intrigued and irritated him. “Why would he do that?” she asked.
“Because he’s an asshole with a very twisted sense of humor.”
“Is that all?” her voice was cool and calm now, completely different from the cheerful confidence that had filled the room earlier.
“What do you mean?”
“Could he have perhaps signed you up as a gesture of kindness?” Brienne asked.
“How exactly would this be a gesture of kindness?”
“Well, I imagine if he thought you were a poor lover, he could have sent you here in the hopes that you would improve.”
This is one fic I'm 100% positive will get posted. It will haunt me otherwise.
