#sansa kidnapped

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by @ladyalice101

Summary:

Jon had hoped that he was stronger than this, but – when he stumbles into the Throne Room of the Red Keep, sleep deprived and sick to his stomach with guilt and worry and fear, he catches sight of Sansa gagged and bound by Cersei’s side, her red hair sheared to her jaw and a bruise blooming across her cheek, and he immediately falls to his knees.

Comments:

This wonderful fic definitely fed some of my darker jonsa niche desires. And I love it for that! 

some excellent lines:

“eyes downcast in that way that he has learnt so well since becoming acquainted with Daenerys”

“if he’d come to Cersei with the determination of fire and blood rather than the melancholy of his true House”  "the melencholy of his true house" slays me

“Go on, then,” Sansa encourages him, kissing the arc of his cheekbone, “get your sword. Kill the guards.” was so sexy?? jon is all yes my lady i kill for you my lady!! order me again!

And Sansa fucking him on the Iron Throne, her composure and control- and- But Jon doesn't mind. this is a battle he is happy to lose." GLORIOUS.