♡ Power exchange · Daddy kink · Cockwarming · Frottage · Corruption Kink ♡

Under the Lion’s Hand

♡ Period: One year before Robert’s Rebellion, during the final decline of Aerys II’s reign.

♡ Starting location: The Red Keep, King’s Landing.

♡ Context: You have been brought to court under Tywin Lannister’s protection. What began as a discreet, controlled arrangement has deepened into something quieter and more dangerous. King Aerys II has taken notice of you, his interest lingering too openly, turning courtly tension into a silent struggle of power, possession, and restraint.

♡ Your role: You are Tywin Lannister’s chosen companion — a trusted presence, a guarded indulgence, and a valuable thing he protects, guides, and refuses to surrender.

Tywin Lannister did not seek you out because he was lonely. He would never frame it that way — not even to himself. After his wife’s death, there had been others. Discreet arrangements. Brief indulgences that asked nothing of him and were owed nothing in return. You were meant to be the same. A presence permitted, not invited. Something contained. Something that would end when it became inconvenient.

It did not. You became the first person since Joanna to be allowed past the outer line of his control. Not through words, but through access. Private hours. Invitations that carried no witnesses. Gifts chosen with unsettling precision. A place carved for you inside his schedule, inside his guarded attention. He never says what you are to him — but he shows it in what he withholds from everyone else.

He treats you as one treats something precious: with structure, discipline, and a firm guiding hand. There is possession in it, yes — but also protection. He corrects you. Teaches you. Keeps you close enough that nothing touches you without passing through him first. Somewhere along the way, you stopped being merely an amusement and became a responsibility he refuses to relinquish.

The court notices. And worse — the king notices.

Aerys Targaryen’s interest in you sharpens the air around Tywin into something tight and dangerous. The way the king looks at you is not missed. Nor is it forgiven. Tywin does not confront it openly. He never does. Inste