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[princetonprince]

Who: Jaime and Justin
Where: Jaime's office
Warnings: always.


At least this time, Jaime's problems are business-related. He sat in his office, trying to unravel the Gordian fucking knot that was these papers. Ashara was...somewhere, the kids were out with Tyrion, and Justin was...also somewhere. Jaime didn't really know. He sighed and sat back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck as he picked up his beer. He couldn't deal with this shit without alcohol.

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[princetonprince]

"We can't all be sluts like you," Jaime answered, stripping off the undershirt and biting his lip as he arched down, grinding against Justin in turn. That was actually a total lie, Jaime was the clear slut here, but whatever, he was allowed to say whatever he wanted when he was turned on. "Have a little patience," he whispered, giving a breathless grin as his hands slid up under Justin's shirt, tugging it up.

[vengefulprince]

"Sorry, who's the slut here, again?" Justin lifted his upper body, pulling his own shirt off before he let himself rest on the couch again, hands sliding over Jaime's shoulders. "I only spread my legs for you, asshole, get your facts straight."

Patience was the last thing on his mind though, as his hands slid down Jaime's back, feeling the play of muscle under his skin.

[princetonprince]

Jaime bit his lip at that and started trying to get Justin's jeans open, because yeah, Jaime knew that Justin wasn't doing this with anyone else and he liked it as much as he felt guilty about it. He put it from his mind, dragging his brother's jeans off him and pushing at him, trying to make him lay on his stomach (whether he'd go with it, Jaime never really knew).

[vengefulprince]

Justin lifted his hips, making it easier for Jaime to remove the clothing before he flipped them over, looking down at the almost identical face with a faint smile curving his lips. "My turn, don't you think?" The words were quiet, his fingers sliding up over Jaime's chest as he straddled his twin.

[princetonprince]

Jaime bit his lip at Justin on top of him and started on his own belt, because they weren't getting anything done until Jaime was naked too. "Are you giving me a choice?"

[vengefulprince]

"Do you really want me to give you a choice, Jaime?" The question was quiet, Justin lifting himself to make it easier for the other man to remove his pants. He ended up standing, half leaning over the other man, taking a moment to extract a tube from his own pants pockets. He uncapped it a moment later, squeezing some of the liquid onto his fingers before he shifted his position slightly.

Fingers pressed into him, first one to ease the way before he added a second once he knew he could handle it, his gaze locked on Jaime's face, teeth digging into his lower lip for a moment at the brief discomfort.

[princetonprince]

"Yes," he said, suspecting it was pointless. He watched Justin's face while he prepared himself, the way he bit his lip and the way he looked. Jaime slid a hand up Justin's chest, just touching him, wanting to feel skin.