AN: I'm so sorry this update took so long. I spent the weekend in Atlanta at Walker Stalker Con and it's taken me all week to finally catch up on my sleep again LOL. Hopefully the next one wont take so long! Thanks so much for reading!

Chapter 8

Jaime was nervous. For the first time since they had started getting intimate - he was extremely anxious. Being naked with her didn't bother him. Being aroused in front of her also didn't bother him. But her need to please him - that was terrifying in a way that was very confusing. He tried to tell her he didn't need it, but she wanted to. She was eager to satisfy him and she wanted him to be her teacher.

It scared him because he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable in any way. If he was being totally honest with her he would tell her to put his dick in her mouth and suck him off until he came in her mouth and she swallowed it. But how did he say that to this beautiful, naive and inexperienced creature that was trusting him with everything she had. He could tell her anything and she would believe it because she trusted him completely. She would also expect his full honesty… which put him in a quandary.

Okay, Jaime said to himself. Hand job. It has the same result and he wouldn't risk asking her to do something she might not want to do. It was a wonder he could think at all given that her hand was wrapped around his cock. "Jaime?" she said, letting go. "Are you okay?" The disappointment of her releasing his dick was enough to snap him into action. He needed her touch more than he realized until it was gone.

Jaime reached for her hand and Brienne smiled when he put it back on his erection. Then she looked at him with her exquisite blue eyes, so full of wonder and innocence, waiting his instruction. "Just like this," he whispered, taking her hand in his own to show her how to stroke him. "Nice and slow right now." Brienne nodded and he saw her face change to a look of focused determination. She gripped a bit tighter which made it harder to stroke. "Looser grip to start," he said, touching her hand again to relax her a bit. "Oh God," he groaned as she reached the tip and started to move back down. It felt amazing to have her hand around him, moving up and down his shaft.

The only possible thing that could make it feel better would be if the damn butterflies in his stomach were long gone. He closed his eyes and focussed on her touch. For a swordswoman she had remarkably soft hands. Jaime sucked in a deep breath to try again to fight off the nerves and all of a sudden Brienne stopped. "Ser Jaime, are you… nervous?" Brienne asked him. Everything about the question was a bit off, from her calling him Ser to the tone she used… was she… teasing him? "Are you afraid I'm going to hurt you?" She continued. When he looked at her there was a teasing smirk on her face. Seeing her like that, so relaxed and calm that she could even tease him was like a weight lifted off his body. "I may not really know what I'm doing, but past experience with… other things… has shown that I'm a pretty quick study… with the right teacher, of course." Brienne blinked at him with a little smile on her lips. "So what's really going on?"

"Why must you know me so well?" Jaime said with a sigh. Now he was faced with the decision of telling her the truth or making up something, when all he really wanted was for her to keep stroking his cock. "I just don't want you to feel like you have to do this… or feel uncomfortable, that's all," he said with a shrug.

"Were you uncomfortable with what you just did for me?" She asked.

"Of course not," he replied. "But it's not the first time I've…" Jaime let his voice trail off. It was weird to talk about his past sexual experience with Brienne when they both knew who it always involved. Maybe I should have been a little more like my brother, Jaime thought.

"I can do this," Brienne said insistently. "I can do whatever you want me to do and you don't need to feel bad about asking me to. Did you want me to… put it in my mouth?" She asked, starting to lean forward.

It took all he had in him to stop her when his mind was screaming yes, yes, YES! "Not this time," he said as he caught the top of her head. "Just keep doing what you were doing - it felt really good."

"And you'll stop being weird?" she asked, eyeing him.

"I promise," he replied with a smile. And finally he was able to let go of the nerves. Brienne was so ridiculously perfect for him it was unbelievable. She was everything Cersei was not and it baffled him that the only two women in his life were complete opposites. This time when Brienne started to stroke him again he just enjoyed every second. He showed her what felt best and helped her anytime she needed guidance - it wasn't long before she started to know what to do without his help. When her hand brushed his balls and he moaned she even knew to go back there and give them some attention.

Jaime had planned to intentionally give her positive reinforcement, but he didn't even have to make the effort because she was driving him crazy and every moan, groan and sigh was absolutely genuine. When he finally got close to coming it was so fast he didn't even have time to warn her. "Oh," Brienne gasped, releasing him in surprise when his body jumped. Jaime grabbed his cock to completely finish the job himself. "I'm sorry," she sighed when he opened his eyes. "I didn't know…"

He shook his head and smiled down at her. "It's okay. My fault. I should have given you some warning, but it just felt so good… I was… lost…" Jaime felt his face flush. He had the strangest feeling inside him, almost a bashful feeling. He quickly stepped away from her to find something to clean off with. He'd gathered himself by the time he turned back to her, still unsure what the moment of shyness was about or why he'd felt it.

"Is everything okay?" Brienne asked. "Did I do it right… other than at the end?" She looked very concerned. But she also looked so innocent and beautiful and sexy… like an angel sent to him from the gods. There was a stirring inside him, but it wasn't the same sexual stirring - it wasn't lust - it was love. Jaime dropped to his knees on the bed and grabbed her face. All he wanted was to kiss her, slow and deep. It was sensual, but still tender and he hoped she could feel how much she meant to him.

"You were perfect," he whispered as he drew back. Jaime looked at her and he could tell she didn't truly believe him. He took one of her hands in his. "There's something you need to know," he said softly. "You and I… the way things will happen between us…" he stroked her palm with his thumb. "It will be different than anything I've ever known." Her blue eyes were filled with confusion. Jaime thought for a moment and then continued. "You think I know exactly what I'm doing… but I don't," he admitted. "I know some things but it doesn't mean I know everything you will like… and you might do things to me that make me feel things I've never felt before." Was he making sense? He hoped she understood what he was trying to say. "I know the mechanics… I can show you all of that… but we have to get to know each other, intimately… and I'm excited to take that journey together - side by side… not with me leading." That did the trick, he could tell she finally understood. Jaime leaned in and kissed her again, first on the lips and then the neck.

Slowly he eased her back onto the bed as he moved lower on her body, kissing along her collarbone and then lightly tonguing one of her nipples. They were very sensitive and he loved the way it made her squirm. He was taking in all of the little things that brought her pleasure, committing them to memory because he wanted to give her everything she deserved, especially when their time finally came. He moved lower and kissed her belly, trailing kissed lower and lower down until the hair between her legs was tickling his lips. He could smell her scent and Jaime wanted badly to taste her. "Jaime," she gasped, as he licked her. "What are you doing?"

He licked her again and she moaned. "Should I stop?" he asked, touching his lips to her skin.

"Uh uh," she whimpered.

"Good… that would have been a very, very difficult task," he chuckled. Jaime put a hand on her leg and gently rubbed to relax her and then went back to what he'd been doing. She was so slick, squirming with every lick and damn... she tasted so amazing it made his dick start to ache. Jaime was patient and attentive, taking things slow and being very thorough with her. He could hear her panting as he pushed her closer to the edge. He'd licked and probed everywhere except one place - he was waiting… waiting until she was right on the edge before he made that last move that would send her falling into bliss.

It only took a couple slow, deliberate swirls of his tongue over her nub to make Brienne cry out. Her body jolted and her thighs squeezed against his face. Jaime pulled his head out quickly - her legs were strong like a vice. He touched her body while she orgasmed and as it slowed he lightly kissed her lips and then snuggled close to her with his head on her chest.

"I never want to leave here," Brienne said with a sigh.

Jaime chuckled a bit and then looked at her. "We have to… you're taking me home to meet your father, remember?"

Her eyes sparkled. "I honestly… seriously… hope we don't give him a heart attack," she laughed. "And you better behave," she added with a warning tone.

"I'll be on my best behaviour, m'lady," he replied, holding his one hand across his heart. It was the absolute truth. He wanted Selwyn Tarth to like him and he didn't have the best reputation preceding him that was for sure. "Tell me about Tarth," he said, laying down beside her. "Do you miss it?"

For the next little while they chatted about what their lives were like as children, using the time they were hiding away to get to know each other even better - and to take a break from the physical exploration. Jaime was feeling so good about getting away from King's Landing and taking Brienne home to Tarth - but he knew things rarely went as planned in his life. Would this finally be the time everything worked out perfectly? He prayed to the gods it would - they both deserved it after all they'd been through.