Bran was lying in the grass, while Sera sat on top of him. They were kissing and teasing each other.
His sword was pressed close to Sera's entrance, but she didn't seem to be in a hurry to let him inside. It was quite annoying, frustrating and so very hot. He felt her breast pressing close to his chest, each nipple was hard as stone... it felt amazing.
At this point in time, there was possibly no human happier than him one this planet. This was something he always wanted to do with Sera, but not with her hollow emotionless self. He didn't care about the sex part, but the love part of the ordeal.
In truth he still didn't believe that Sera felt anything towards him, but he was closer to her heart than ever so he might as well imagine it.
Eventually their long kiss came to an end. Slowly Sera raised her body from his, then she began moving her hips right on his sword. She giggled when a small moan of pleasure escaped Bran's mouth.