You gave a smug smile at him

"Gotta keep your head free of toxic drinks and food." you said to Oberyn then you look at his paramour "But your toxic nectar I would love to be around."

Oberyn place down a small knife on the table, "You think I would let you fuck my paramour, you piece of dung."

You fingers went to the blade then trail up to Oberyn hand gripping the hilt. "Don't worry I will treat her right."

Oberyn glare switches to a grin, "Well if Ellaria will have you then I can't say no can I." He sit back watches her decide to do what next.

She places of her index finger on her exotic brown lips. Her dark black eyes scan your body judging it. She slip off her chair to move closer to you. Her hands then roam over your chest and fall down to your tunic pants. You shift a little as her hand sweep across your crotch.

"Mmm pretty big for a ..."

A loud commotion make all of your heads turn swiftly to the main table where the king and the new queen was sitting.