#Jaime x Sansa

[the-heartlines]

hearth & home

jaime x sansa | e. 1.5k.

jaime is utterly in love with she-wolf, desperately lusting after his brave little northern queen.

{what happens in the godswood, stays in the godswood.}

“does it pain you still?” the she-wolf asks plainly, boldly, all manners and propriety forgotten, gesturing to where his sword hand used to be. and it’s refreshing for jaime to hear her crisp sweet voice, stare into her eyes blue as a summer cloudless sky, yet as icy as a northern winter. he shivers from the chill that spikes up and down his spine gazing into them, eyeing her face pale as the freshly fallen snow surrounding them, her cheeks graced with a pretty flush, freckles that dot her nose like a constellation of stars. he wants to get closer, count every single one, maybe connect them with the tip of his tongue. 

“only when i’m here, my queen, in the north.” jaime stares at her lips, redder than the blood flowing hot through his veins now. “my lannister blood, my southron bones know when i’m too far from home.” he says, swallowing hoarsely, feeling feverish all of the sudden, watching the snowflakes land in her scarlet hair, making it burn brighter, with fiery embers. 

“yes, i’d wager a lion would prefer the heat, the sun, to bask in casterly rock, to be warm at all times.” jaime’s heart skips a beat as his queen shivers, smiles at him teasingly, stunningly, hugging her wolf’s fur closer inwards, caping her entire body in it, across the front of her lovely breasts. 

he envies the damned wolf pelt covering every inch of her, contoured to every curve and crevice he imagines seeing, touching, exploring with his fingers and tongue.

i could keep you warm at all times, my little northern queen. jaime thinks selfishly, wistfully, wishing the woman he  dreams about would invite him into her bed. him. only him. because he is selfish and he doesn’t like to share with anyone, especially queens he’s madly in lust, in love with.

“i’m not so certain i would ever go back to my home.” jaime says thickly, his emotions breaking through his voice, making it crack, shatter. for casterly rock no longer feels like home. “i do believe the north is growing on me, your grace.” as are you, sansa stark, the she-wolf of the north. “and i wish to stay as long as you’ll have me, my queen.” as long as you’ll want me, need me, jaime swears, willing to get on his knees before a heart tree and swear his unbreakable oath to her. for sansa has revived him from his death, saved him from himself, his doom, for his future was always destined to be hers. 

his brave she-wolf looks up at him through her long lashes, glistening with snow drops of dew, breathing in the cold and out a breath of warm air, finally, finally giving him an answer worth living for.

“yes i do think the north is growing on you, ser,” sansa licks her lips and jaime wants to kiss them, bite them, belly stirring with a delicious ache that has been slumbering for so, so long. he anticipates the words that come out clear as the sun breaking through the clouds on a somber grey day. “as are you—growing on me, lord lannister. and i do believe you’ll be staying a very, very long time. even if your wolf queen didn’t need…” she pauses, her icy blue eyes sparkling with something they both want, crave, need—each other.

“even if i…didn’t desire you, jaime.”

his lips are on hers in a flash, hearing his name uttered so wonderfully from her lips. sansa tastes of everything he’s dreamt of, but more, so much more than he could have ever dreamt. she tastes of mint, of honey, of warm cinnamon. of the sweetest wine, the most refreshing spring of water. and he savors every scent, every taste, wanting, needing more.

sansa moans low and jaime pushes her backwards into the thick trunk of the weirwood’s face, grabbing onto her furs, wishing he had his other hand to tangle into her mess of red curls, to scrape his nails into her scalp tenderly, to tease her.

“sansa,” jaime says low, dangerously, in a voice thicker than tree sap, heavy laden with desire. he wants to worship her as if she were the mother, the maiden, the old gods, kiss her all over, claim her cunt with his tongue, all of him. “sansa.” he groans, and she nips his lips with her teeth, testing the beast beneath, trying to awaken the dormant lion hibernating for too long. but jaime is patient and can wait a moment longer.

but he doesn’t have to because her hands are grabbing his one and only, guiding it to the apex of her thighs, and he cups her mound through the thick gown.

“oh, gods,” she curses, moaning into his mouth so exquisitely, “more, jaime, please,” his queen who shouldn’t beg, begs, pleads so politely, always a lady.

but jaime wants his she-wolf, all sharp teeth, unforgiving, selfishly taking from him what only he can give selflessly to her.

“your grace,” jaime commands, reluctantly pulling his hand away and sansa starts to protest, saying no, not wanting his hand to leave her. “my queen,” he continues, reassuring her that there is no stopping this now. that there will never be any stopping it ever. not since they’ve both begun this, both begging for it desperately. “lift up your skirts for me, sansa. i want to feel your cunt flutter around me, little wolf.” sansa kisses him fiercely, saying yes when her teeth bite into his lower lip, almost drawing blood, marking him. 

she lifts her heavy gowns around her waist and jaime’s hand immediately cup around the curls of her womanhood possessively, fingers fastidiously sliding through her very slick folds, which he opens like two petals, seeking out her precious ruby.

“already so wet for me, sweet girl, and i’ve barely touched you.” jaime says in awe, plucking at her aching clit, hearing her moan louder. “pull the front of your gown down. i want to see your breasts bounce as i finger fuck your cunt.”

“yes, s-ser!” sansa squirms underneath him, yanking the front of her gown, revealing her naked breasts to the wintery air. her pink nipples pebble and peak and jaime cannot help but lick his lips  at how pretty and perfect they are. Small enough to fit his entire mouth around, which he does, right away. “gods!” sansa bucks against his mouth, sucking her entire teat between his lips, before his tongue is teasing her nipple, before catching it between his teeth, hearing her hiss. he smirks, eyeing his spit glistening on her milky opal skin, how puffy and swollen his teeth made her sensitive bud. 

“please, jaime,” her chest heaves heavily, and he breathes raggedly against her breast, smirking, wanting to make her scream his name next time, maybe have her sobbing it when he shoves more than just his fingers inside her.

“how many fingers of mine can you take before i have you howling my name, little she-wolf? one?” jaime grunts, impatiently shoving a finger into her tight, tight cunt, his cock completely hard, throbbing desperately to thrust inside her now. “two?” he pushes another into her, hearing how wet she is, curving them deep inside, thrusting several times, trying to stretch her. “three?” he growls, thrusting a third inside her, fucking her hard and fast, her cunt greedily taking from him. and that’s when she howls, her whole body convulsing around his fingers, crying out his name before jaime is kissing her, swallowing her cries like she swallows him whole. tongues dancing and teeth gnashing, the lion and the wolf equals in battle, in the war for one another.

her little hands sneak down inside the front of his breeches lecherously, small fingers snaking around his aching cock, pumping, hard, fast. “sansa, sansa.” he whispers against her lips, knowing he’s utterly lost, entranced for all eternity, love making him blind to all else, for he’s binded to her.

“make love to me—fuck me, jaime,” his queen demands and who is jaime lannister, if not his queen’s?

sansa wraps her lithe legs around him tightly, securely, molding him to her, anchoring her arms around him as she hugged the wolf pelt to her chest earlier. “give me life. give me your love.” she whispers into his ear, giving him pure purpose, unconditional love. 

jaime feels enveloped in the heat of it, basking in it wholly, more scorching than the sun, for sansa is his sun, burning and bright, the breath in his lungs, the steady beat of his heart. 

“you’re my home, sansa stark.” he voices earnestly, sliding home into her waiting body, her hospitable hearth that welcomes and warms him. because his queen accepts him as he is, for her home is also him. and all his she-wolf’s heart, her future, her, belongs to him, the lion— 

“jaime.” his queen sighs in pleasure, kissing his lips before kissing the scar on his right wrist, the ugly stump where his sword hand used to be. and he finds it does not ache him nearly as much, not when all her love surrounds him, as she takes all he has to give. his life. his love. him.

[sweetaprilbutterfly]

Jaime Lannister and Sansa Stark: Modern AU

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[crownofstardustandbone]

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hey friend!! thank you for the ask 🥰lets do a snippet from my Jaime x Sansa fic:

She’s the kind of Queen they’ll write songs about, he thinks—and he hopes that in one of them they’ll include the way she looks smiling at an eager little girl, with lavender flowers braided into her crimson braids and pink flushed on her cheeks.  

[readingisloving]

Ongoing

Two years after the Battle for the Living, the harshest winter in living memory still hasn’t ended. Sansa Stark is desperate to save what’s left of her people, but there’s nothing she can do except hope that they don’t all slowly starve before winter ends.

Well, nothing she can do until the Old Gods hear her desperate plea and send her back to Winterfell months before King Robert stepped foot in the North. Now all the “what ifs” she’s spent contemplating are possible and she’s promised the Old Gods she would do anything to save her family and the people of the North even if that meant staining her honor, allying with old enemies, or entering yet another unwanted marriage.

Or the one in which the Old Gods have zero tact and Sansa is determined to keep the game of thrones from ruining her family or the North.

[azazelflare]

Sent Back To Love you Again Chapter Four

Sansa gets dressed with the help of her mother and the dress is perfect. It is black with silver dire wolves running at the hem. Lady comes up next to her and nudges her head against Sansa’s hand. She pats her friend's head and gets her fur cloak on. All three of them walk out into the godswood and prepare for the ceremony. 

“Who comes before the old gods today?” Benjen stark says 

“Sansa of House Stark, given by Eddard of House Stark.”

“Jamie of House Lannister. Here to wed Sansa of House Stark.” 

“Do you take this man?” “I take this man.”

“Do you take this woman?” “I take this woman” 

“You are now married in the eyes of the old gods. Let’s feast and celebrate!” Benjen says and everyone laughs at his enthusiasm. They all make their way to the great hall and start the feast. The dire wolves were left in the godswood and as the party continues, Tywin asks to dance with Sansa. Jaime lets him and goes to dance with Catelyn Stark. As Tywin and Sansa were dancing he asked her questions and he was satisfied with her answers. He releases her after the song finishes and she goes back to Jaime and they sit at the high table. Joffrey suggests a bedding and Jaime grabs his sword and prepares to kill the brat when Robert stands up and says there will be no bedding. The couple sneak out of the hall and into their room 

“Thank god Robert stepped in or I might have become a kinslayer as well as a kingslayer,” Jaime says jokingly. Sansa smiles at him and releases the ties of her dress letting it pool around her feet. Jaimie tries his hardest to get out of his clothes but he can't get the ties of his jerkin undone so Sansa unlaces them and helps him out of it with a laugh. He steps out of his boots and pants and then strips his shirt off. They make their way to the bed and start to play with each other, his beard tickles her as he gives her the Lord's kiss and plays with her folds. They finally get some peace and quiet from battle and the game, and they can take their time with each other. 

“My lion this is the best time I've had with you all of my dreams have come true. My parents got to see my wedding and Joffrey and Ramsay will be taken care of soon. Thank you so much for loving me.” Sansa tells Jaime and he smiles at her ready to pounce on his she-wolf. He enters her lovingly, he thrusts into her and she moans and keens at him. Her legs wrap around his waist as he wraps his right arm around her neck. He holds her down and thrusts into her sharply. She bites down on his neck and he moans loudly and thrusts harder. She moans loudly and when he finishes she finishes with him. He knows how to play her like a violin. They both pass out from exhaustion. 

The next day

They are awakened by servants preparing a bath for both of them and food. They both bathe and get ready for the day. Jaime kisses his wife before leading her out of their rooms and into the solar. Ned is waiting for both of them and Catelyn looks ready to cry. Sansa rushes over to her mother and asks what is wrong.  Apparently, Ned told her the true parentage of Jon Snow.

[captainsteelandsunshine]

Does anyone know what happened to the author known as SummerSwan on ao3?

They wrote a really popular Sansa x Jaime fic called As The Queen Commands in 2013.

[rp-partnerfinder]

Please be 21+ and communicative to interact!!!

About Me: 21+. She/Her. EST. I like to plot on Tumblr and write on Discord. I write in third person, past tense and ~2-4 paragraphs (about 200-400 words or more). I work full-time during the week so replies won't happen every day. I aim for at least 2 replies a week, but it all depends on how work is going. I don't expect anything more than 1 reply a week from my writing partner. I don't double because I don't have the time to put equal effort into two threads with one person. I want both of us to be happy with the one idea we come up with.

What I'm Looking For: Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire and House of the Dragon threads. MxM is my strong preference, but I'm open to doing FxF or MxF. I prefer my writing partners to be open to discussing MxM. I'm mainly interested in canon x canon pairings. I'm willing to do some canon x OC, but I'm picky with OCs so don't be offended if I turn you down. I like canon or canon divergent plots. As long as something makes sense within the universe, I'll generally be okay with it. Romantic ships and NSFW/smut are preferred but with a healthy dose of plot.

I'll be listing my main muses (I might be willing to try some other characters out) and some of my favorite ships. I'm open to discussing other ships as well.

All characters will be 18+.

My Muses:

Alicent Hightower (pre-10 year time jump only)

Alliser Thorne

Benjen Stark

Beric Dondarrion

Daemon Targaryen

Daenerys Targaryen

Gerion Lannister

Jaime Lannister

Lyn Corbray

Margaery Tyrell

Otto Hightower

Petyr Baelish

Robb Stark

Roose Bolton

Stannis Baratheon

Thoros

Tywin Lannister

Yoren

My Favorite Ships (bold = my preferred muse ; italics = slightly preferred muse ; nothing = no preference):

Alicent x Rhaenyra

Alicent x Daemon

Alliser x OC Member of the Night's Watch

Benjen x Yoren

Beric x Thoros

Daemon x Criston

Daemon x Laenor

Daemon x Rhaenyra

Daemon x Laena

Dany x Margaery

Dany x Jorah

Dany x Jaime

Gerion x Male OC

Jaime x Bronn

Jaime x Sansa

Lyn x Male OC

Margaery x Sansa

Margaery x Stannis

Margaery x Joffrey

Otto x Viserys

Petyr x Renly

Petyr x Sansa

Robb x Roose

Robb x Theon

Roose x Stannis

Roose x Tywin

Roose x Sansa

Stannis x Davos

Please message me (highly preferred) or like this post if you'd like to work something out.

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[the-heartlines]

they were my ultimate dream roman empire

[sweetaprilbutterfly]

Jaime Lannister & Sansa Stark: Modern AU

[annabellehunt]

FORGETFUL DREAMERS — UPDATE

A new chapter of Forgetful Dreamers, titled “Circle I. Memories: Hers. VI” is published!

After the defeat of the Night King, Jaime and Sansa have occasion to learn that one must be careful when making wishes.

Jaime Lannister x Sansa Stark, canon and time loop AU.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18415835/chapters/120184183

[crownofstardustandbone]

Are you working on any fics right now or do you have any ideas you're thinking about starting?

Hey anon, thank you for the ask!! I am currently working on some fics!

Razorblade Without a Handle (stuckony) E-Rated, unpublished

This is a no powers AU taking place in present day New York City. Steve and Tony are in a pre-existing relationship and have been together for 20+ years. Steve is 45 and Tony is 55, so they are some sexy silver foxes when they run into (literally) Bucky. In a "meet ugly" Steve and Tony hit Bucky with their car, and soon after their lives and their hearts become entangled. Bucky is a 22 year old high school dropout working multiple jobs to pay rent on his shitty little apartment and put his sister Bex through college, and he has no idea why a billionaire CEO and his world renown artist/activist husband are interested in him, but he's selfish enough to hang onto what they have for as long as he can.

Lots of trigger warnings for this, but I'm really excited to post it when it's ready!

I'm Bitter Like Whiskey (You're Sweet Like Wine) (Jaime x Sansa) rating undetermined, unpublished

Post Season 8, Jaime lives and stays at Winterfell to serve the Queen in the North, Sansa Stark. Jaime wanders the halls and walls of Winterfell each night, the screams of the King's Landing populace ringing in his ears, the scent of burning flesh invading his sense. He cannot sleep and so he wanders--until one night he finds the Queen in the library, also seemingly unable to sleep. When she shares her desire to protect herself, to prevent anyone from harming her ever again, Jaime offers to train her in hand to hand and bladed combat. Sparks fly, and two broken people find a way to heal together.

Midnight in New York (Natasha x Rhodey) e-rated, unpublished

In this follow up to the Letters from the Void Redux, we explore the relationship between Nat and Rhodey over the same five years that LFTVR tracks for Steve and Tony. After Tony's return and the split between the Avengers deepens, Nat takes on the responsibility for protecting the citizens of NYC from the increasing chaos caused by Thanos's snap. She works at it alone until Rhodey returns and refuses to leave, their shared sorrow and grief bringing them together in a bond that will persist through space, time and death.

Those are the big three I'm currently working on, and as usual I have lots of thoughts about other ships and fics in my drafts, but with working full time, grad school and an internship, I have to focus on the stories that inspire me the most and make what progress I can!

[azazelflare]

Sent Back To Love You Again Chapter Two

Catelyn hugs her now grown daughter as the men talk strategy and what to do about the couple. Jaimie slams his remaining hand on the table and starts to get angry at the words the two fathers were saying. 

“We will marry in the godswood at dusk tonight. If that gives you enough time to plan what to do about Joffrey and the others.” He walks out of the room and heads to his wife. She stands up and holds his head down to her chest in a mock intimate embrace. 

He breathes in and out trying to calm himself and realizes that he must get his father here so he knows that his son is marrying finally. He walks back into the room and tells the two men that they will wait until Tywin is there to give him away in the tradition of the north; also he can be told of the threat to the north. 

Jaime walks out and grabs his wife, with some protest from her parents, and walks to his chambers. He's not letting Sansa stay in that room again. 

They enter the room and start to tear at each other's clothes. She helps him take off the jerkin and trousers and he unlaces her dress. She steps out of her dress and starts to kiss him. He moans in pleasure and grips her waist. 

They release the kiss and maneuver themselves into the bed. He starts to kiss his way down to her womanhood and she moans and keens for him to continue. He finally gets to her clit and he gives it a hard suck. She screams out in pleasure and grips his hair begging for more. He stops and moves back up her body; she grips his shaft and guides it into her. They both moan loudly as they feel each other again for the first time since the war against the night king. He pumps into her and continues to do so until he spends himself inside of her hoping she gets pregnant during this time of peace. He knows she isn't finished yet when she flips them over. She straddles him and grinds into his dick. She puts the freshly hard cock inside of her and starts to bounce on it. She doesn't let him touch she knows if he does he really wants to be punished. She squeals and squirts on him; he finishes again inside her and they both nearly pass out from exhaustion. 

They scoot together and Sansa curls up against him as they both fall asleep for the night. 

BANG BANG 

They jump awake as Jaime rushes to get his pants on he opens the door to see Ned Stark with ice next to him “Hello Ned, What can we help you with this lovely morning.” “Where the fuck is my daughter Lannister?” Jaime turns around and checks to see if Sansa is dressed and opens the door a little bit further. “Sansa, Love your father’s here. Never thought I would be able to say that.”  Ned looks shocked at his daughter and soon son-in-law. “ We, uh, need you both in the solar. Ned says rubbing the back of his neck. He leaves and lets the couple finish getting dressed. They walk to the solar and sit in front of the king. Robert explains what they will be doing once Tywin gets here, starting with taking Jaime’s white cloak and ending with the marriage. Sansa leaves and talks to her mother about a dress. She wants to use black like the dress she wore for her last and final wedding since it was her only dress at the time but it made her look like the winter queen she was. Her mother looks concerned about the black since the stark colors were gray and white. Sansa seems very adamant about the black and so she goes to find black fabric.

[bellaslittlebitch]

i was delusional from childhood and my ships reflect that 😌

a s8 jaime x sansa au where sansa can’t help but be fascinated by him, and he can’t seem to help it either.

[ggreyjoy]