Loras panted beneath you, his brows pinched together as he felt your cock ram deep into his guts, his toes curling and his legs wrapping tightly around the other man's waist. Loras' head fell back against the pillow, his curls pooling around his head like a halo.

"Mmph...."

Loras moaned, wrapping his arms around his lover's shoulders and pulling the other man down into a kiss as he pushed his hips up so that their cocks rubbed against each other. Loras' body jerked with each thrust, his lips pushing harder against yours, their tongues tangling together.

It wasn't often that Loras and his lover found themselves with enough free time to sneak into one another's chambers and tangle in the sheets. But when they did, the outcome was always enjoyable, whether Loras was taking or being taken, both of the men enjoyed their time together.

Loras nipped at your bottom lip, opening his mouth to give a murmuring tease the other man, but he was interrupted by the sound of a shocked scream. Both you and Loras were quick to pull back, although you did not pull out.

Loras whipped his head to the side, his eyes widening at the sight of his betrothed, Sansa Stark, standing in the room, staring at both him and his lover. Loras turned pale, his muscles tensing. He hadn't expected to be caught, nor did he expect for it to be his betrothed that caught him.

"L-Lady Sansa-!"

Loras sputtered, still sprawled out beneath his lover. Both of the men were too shocked to move.