Ok here it is, I don’t know if you know it but I’ve written a longer fic about these two. It’s on “My writings” section and it’s called Howl. Thanks!!! :D And yes I’m unable to write three sentences drabbles.

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“You want to dance?” Cersei asked silkily as she nudged his shoulder. Stannis looked at her as though she had a disease.

“I don’t dance” He grumbled

“You are not known for having tried” She answered cheekily. Stannis looked around. His brother wasn’t there. He suspected Robert had gone to fuck some maid behind some curtain. He glanced at Cersei. It wasn’t her first glass of wine, he realized. She was also making a fool of herself presently. After he refused her, Cersei started to randomly yell at some serving girl about screwing the King and saying something about her father – who would come and cut them all.

Everyone was staring. He didn’t take it any longer. She was Queen after all there had to be some dignity in that position. Stannis put his glass down and walked over her taking her elbow, starting to drag her away “What do you think you’re doing?!” Her tone was attempting to be angry but it only came out as drunkenly and slow.

“Shut up” He muttered as he pulled her and they both left the Hall. He was painfully that aware everyone was silent and staring at them but Stannis merely fought the blush on his face and kept his eyes on the exit doors. When they reached the corridors, the Master of Ships didn’t let go of the Queen, deaf to her little cries. He walked with her all the way to her quarters and practically threw her against the door. “Good night”

Before however he could go she grasped his hand “Aren’t you a gentleman?”

“Aren’t you drunk?” He replied hastily bothered that she was so close, too close. Suddenly her arms were around his neck, pulling toward her face “What in the Seven Hells…”

Cersei didn’t let him finish and kissed him squarely on the lips. Stannis was too shocked to move. His lips were like stone and eventually she gave up and broke away “Are you mad?!” He spluttered, gripping her arms to keep her away from him

“Robert is probably fucking someone right now somewhere. It seems a pity I can’t do the same”

Stannis opened the door and pushed her inside. Before he closed it in her face he said, voice filled with sarcasm “I’m sure you can manage on your own, Your Grace”