“Hurry,” she was whispering now, “quickly, quickly, now, do it now, do me now. Jaime Jaime Jaime.” Her hands helped guide him. “Yes,” Cersei said as he thrust, “my brother, sweet brother, yes, like that, yes, I have you, you’re home now, you’re home now, you’re home.” She kissed his ear and stroked his short bristly hair. Jaime lost himself in her flesh. He could feel Cersei’s heart beating in time with his own, and the wetness of blood and seed where they were joined.
"Stop it, stop it," said Cersei. "It’s wrong, no, it’s wrong."
"I don’t care," said Jaime. "I don’t care." he says as he proceeds to rip her clothes off and rape as as she continues to say stop it and it’s wrong and no.
FUCK YOU D&D