Being the lover of the queen generally was a good gig, able to get away with a lot of stuff without needing to do much but be yourself and love the woman who your heart belonged to. The only issue that came from it was the fact that Cersei could be rather temperamental and cause arguments between the two of you which left you needing to try and be able to get her back on your side. Even though you weren't in the wrong, apologising didn't work to get her to want to be in your company, the only way that worked was making her jealous, which was rather easy.

There was a banquet being held for some cause or another and seen as there would be a lot of people there, you thought it would be a perfect chance to make her jealous. You patiently waited throughout the dinner before making your way over to an attractive man that you had noticed staring at you throughout. You moved to sit beside him and waited until you knew that Cersei was watching and let your plan come into action. You leaned into him and as you spoke, you let out girlish giggles, flipping your hair over your shoulder and allowing your hand to wander up his thigh. Glancing towards Cersei, you noticed her harsh expression as she made her way over to you.

Cersei cleared her throat to gain the attention of the man you were sat with.

"I'm sorry to impose, but may I borrow you, Y/N?" She said, trying to stay composed.

"Of course, your majesty," you smirked, rising from your seat and allowing her to lead you from the busy room to a quieter chamber where others wouldn't hear your conversation.

As soon as the door closed, Cersei pushed you against a wall, pressing her body against your own. You bit your lower lip, excited for what would come and rather proud that your plan had worked out rather well.

"What do you think you are doing?" She hissed.

"I don't know what you mean," you said trying to feign innocence, but it was a hard façade to keep up.

Cersei shook her head, lifting your chin with a single finger, forcing you to look her in the eye.

"You should apologise."

"Apologise for what?" You smiled sweetly.

Her eyes rolled at you. "If you shall not apologise for your actions, I shall have to make you beg for my forgiveness."

Before you could respond to her, her lips captured your own starting the night that would follow.

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