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Bronn frowned. The door to ser Jaime’s chambers was closed, and the man did not answer when Bronn knocked on the wooden surface.
He tried the big, heavy door, and found out it wasn’t locked. Tyrion had said it was urgent, and he had told him to bring his brother back as quickly as possible. Shrugging to himself, Bronn opened the door further and stepped inside. He immediately stopped when he saw what was going on inside the white room.
Loras Tyrell, kneeling on the floor, his face buried in Jaime’s lap. Jaime himself sat in a chair, with unlaced breeches and his head thrown back in obvious pleasure. His only remaining hand was clutching brown curls in a way that looked kind of painful, but Loras did not seem to mind. He was clearly too busy trying not to choke on Jaime’s cock. Bronn could see the whites of Loras’ eyes but did not know if he was trying to look at Jaime or if his eyes were just rolled back into his head from enjoyment.
Barely noticing what he was doing or why he was doing it, Bronn just stood there silently, mesmerized by the events occurring right in front of him. His mouth opened slightly, and he began to breathe harder. That was when Jaime suddenly opened his flashing green eyes and looked sideways, startled by the sound.
Gasping, Bronn froze in place. The Kingslayer began to look outright pissed, but his knight of flowers still didn’t realize they were being watched. Loras moaned when Jaime pulled his hair roughly, trying to warn him in that way, because he hadn’t found his voice yet. Finally Loras pulled his head back, revealing a glistering wet cock. He took one good look at Jaime’s face, then turned to Bronn. Immediately Loras looked horrified at the situation.
Bronn would’ve laughed if he weren’t so sure they were going to kill him.
‘’Ser Bronn,’’ Jaime spoke, finally finding his voice and standing up from his chair, trying at the same time to tuck himself back into his breeches. Loras stumbled backwards and sat on the floor, bringing a hand to his reddened lips and wiping them clean.
‘’I’m sorry, I’ll take my leave now,’’ Bronn said, and he made a rather futile effort to depart from the room. Jaime moved quickly and held Bronn back, surprisingly strong and overpowering for a cripple.
‘’Oh no, no, no. You’re not going anywhere, I’m afraid.’’
‘’I didn’t see anything!’’
‘’Yes you did.’’
‘’My lips are sealed, I won’t tell anyone, I can promise you that!’’ Panic was now creeping into Bronn’s voice, thanks to the Kingslayer gripping his neck tightly with his one hand and his eyes staring so menacingly at him.
‘’There is only one way to stop you from telling.’’
Bronn thought he was going to piss himself, right then and there. But the moment passed and Jaime’s lips found his. He got forced against the door, pushing it shut.
‘’Jaime, what the fuck are you doing?’’ Loras demanded to know. He had been watching from the floor, seeing the whole thing unravel in front of him.
Pausing their rough kiss for a moment, Jaime looked over his left shoulder and said: ‘’He will only keep silent about this if we make it his shame, too.’’
Loras seemed to think about it for a few moments, his dark eyes moving from Bronn’s face to his thin, hard body and up to his face again.
"Fine. But I decide how this will go.’’
‘’As long as it includes Bronn with his dick up your arse.’’
‘’Fuck you, Jaime.’’
‘’Fuck you, Kingslayer,’’ they both replied at the same time.
Jaime chuckled and pushed Bronn roughly towards Loras. The knight of flowers was still sitting on the ground, but he was starting to look at ease again. Very at ease.
‘’How do you want this to go, then?’’
Loras did not answer him but stood up and began removing Bronn’s clothes with impatient hands. Bronn felt uncomfortable after being stripped from his clothing, especially with Jaime watching him like that. Loras didn’t seem to mind those stares, because he also started to remove his own white garments and smiled when his swollen manhood earned him a long, lusting look from Jaime.
When Jaime captured Loras’ lips in a series of gentle kisses, Bronn could feel himself harden. He desperately tried to think about other things, like Tyrion naked, or being castrated with a blunt knife. It didn’t do him any good, his cock was now fully hard at the sight of the two lovers moving their hips together. Jaime was still clothed but his arousal was clearly visible through his breeches.
Finally the two parted, and Bronn cursed himself for not trying to sneak away in the meantime. Loras walked up to him, and Bronn found himself backing up slightly. He stopped himself, annoyed at his own reaction and determined not to show his fear anymore.
Loras traced the hard contours of Bronn’s hair-roughened body and sighed softly. When Loras started to rub and pinch his nipples, Bronn frowned. It went unnoticed by Loras, who only stopped his caressings when they were nice and stiff. From there on, Loras’ hands travelled downwards until one of them was cupping Bronn’s balls and the other was softly stroking against hot, rigid flesh.
Bronn could hear harsh rushes of breath from Jaime, who had sat down in his chair again and was watching the whole show from there. He didn’t know what to do, what they expected from him, so he just stood there, his arms at his side, his cock in the air and his pride into the ground.
‘’I know what I want now,’’ Loras declared, looking over at Jaime.
‘’Surprise me.’’
‘’Get your golden ass over here then.’’
Grinning, Jaime got onto his feet again and took place behind Bronn. That movement agitated Bronn, and when he felt Jaime’s cock pressed against his bare ass he was halfway on giving up pretending he wasn’t scared.
‘’No, Jaime. I want you behind me.’’
They shifted position, and Loras kneeled down in front of a relieved-looking Bronn. Who sucked in a sharp breath as Loras wasted no time, opening his mouth and guiding Bronn’s manhood inside. Bronn could do nothing else but look at those lips sliding across his hard flesh. It was hot and wet, and he could clearly feel Loras’ tongue teasing the underside of his cock. Suddenly he felt Loras gasp, and he moved his gaze towards what Jaime was doing.
He probably finds himself too good to undress properly, Bronn thought, as he saw Jaime with only his breeches unlaced, his still-moist cock thrusting between Loras’ thighs. Either that, or he can’t do anything without any help.
‘’You’re not even going to fuck him properly?’’ Bronn snorted, before realizing he probably shouldn’t be provoking the two.
Jaime responded by pushing his shaft harder between Loras’ upper legs, occasionally reaching around to give Loras some pleasure. Loras’ own hands crept boldly towards Bronn’s buttocks, squeezing them and then pulling them apart.
‘’No!’’ Bronn said firmly, finally using his own arms to try and grab Loras’ invading hands.
To his surprise, Loras actually listened to him, placing his hands on Bronn’s hips and leaving them there, his thumbs massaging Bronn’s skin softly. And all this while he still had his mouth on Bronn, who was really close to release now.
Jaime must have realized that by the look on his face, or maybe it was the low groan Bronn let out, because he spoke: ‘’Loras, pull back, now.’’
Loras reacted immediately, drawing his head back just in time.
Jaime has trained him well.
Bronn was still groaning as he saw his hot seed spill against Loras’ face and into his curly hair. Loras kept his lips parted, trying to capture some of it.
‘’How does it look?’’ Jaime asked, clearly very aroused. ‘’I bet it looks- ohh, seven bloody buggering hells!’’ And he shuddered violently as he came all over Loras’ backside.
Bronn closed his eyes for a moment, but opened them as soon as he heard them shifting. Jaime was flipping Loras over, exposing the fact that Loras himself hadn’t found release yet.
Nothing was left of Loras’ youthful arrogance when he looked at Jaime.
‘’Please,’’ he begged, when it was clear that neither Jaime nor Bronn would do something about his situation.
‘’If you need it so much, then do it yourself. Show us how badly you want it,’’ Jaime replied, a sadistic little smirk forming on his lips.
Bronn figured that these last minutes had been the most immobile ones in his entire life. And yet he kept standing as still as a tree trunk, unable to tear his eyes away, not even blinking when Loras raised his hand from the floor to stroke his own cock.
How Loras managed to look irritated was beyond Bronn. Even in this situation, where two men were watching him fondle himself, his breathing coming in short gasps, his face and backside still covered in their seed, Loras was frowning and looking angrily at them.
Finally Loras spent himself into his own hand and across his taut stomach, giving them quite a show. Truth be told, Bronn had not expected what followed soon afterwards. Tears were starting to form in Loras’ eyes, and he looked away, his cheeks reddening.

‘’You. Leave,’’ Jaime said sharply, as he kneeled beside the shaking heap of suppressed sobs.
It was the most glorious command Bronn had ever heard and obeyed. Gladly he left the two behind in their own mess, thanking the Seven he wasn’t in their place. Bronn also couldn’t care less about the mischievous remarks he was sure Tyrion would make. And he would deal with these new questions about his preferences later, when he had bathed and washed Loras’ spit off.
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