THE MUMMER'S DRAGON

[aeg3n]

𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙼𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙴𝚁'𝚂  𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽  ⊱  Indie  Aegon  Targaryen  /  Blackfyre,  fka  ❛  Young  Griff  ❜.  Mixed  Canon  &  Headcanon  Based.  Rooted  in  the  Blackfyre  theory.  Low  activity.  Private.  Loved  by  Mari  (she/her,  21+).  This  blog  contains  heavily  mature  and  potentially  triggering  content,  so  please  explore  at  your  own  discretion.  Read  the  rules  before  interacting  !  personals  &  minors  dni.

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬  𝐛𝐨𝐲  𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐚𝐧𝐲  𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧  𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬,  𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞  𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫  𝐨𝐫  𝐧𝐨.  𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞  𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬  𝐨𝐟  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.  [  .  .  .  ]  𝚃𝚑𝚎  𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝  𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎  𝚋𝚞𝚝  𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕  𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏  𝚊  𝚋𝚘𝚢  𝚏𝚘𝚛  𝚊𝚕𝚕  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝,  𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑  𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎  𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜  𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎  𝚘𝚏  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍  𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚊𝚕𝚕  𝚒𝚝𝚜  𝚠𝚘𝚎𝚜. ❞

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𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧  𝐡𝐚𝐬  𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧  𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞  𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞  𝐡𝐞  𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤.  𝙷𝚎  𝚑𝚊𝚜  𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗  𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍  𝚒𝚗  𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜,  𝚊𝚜  𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜  𝚊  𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝  𝚝𝚘  𝚋𝚎,  𝚋𝚞𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚠𝚊𝚜  𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚎𝚗𝚍  𝚘𝚏  𝚑𝚒𝚜  𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.  𝙷𝚎  𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜  𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜,  𝚑𝚎  𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜  𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕  𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜,  𝚑𝚎  𝚑𝚊𝚜  𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍  𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢  𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚕𝚊𝚠  𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢. [ . . . ]  𝙷𝚎  𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜  𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚒𝚝  𝚒𝚜  𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎  𝚝𝚘  𝚋𝚎  𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢,  𝚝𝚘  𝚋𝚎  𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍,  𝚝𝚘  𝚋𝚎  𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍.  𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗  𝚑𝚊𝚜  𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗  𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙  𝚒𝚜  𝚑𝚒𝚜  𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.  𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧  𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬  𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩  𝐢𝐬  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲,  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐚  𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭  𝐩𝐮𝐭  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞  𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭,  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

[mcflymemes]

"I CANNOT SHOW ANY WEAKNESS" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for those who think they need to be tough at all times to get through a difficult situation, adjust as necessary

i don't have time for games, [name].

you can't stop me.

these people are counting on me to save them.

every second i wait, every moment i take for myself, is another life lost.

i'm not willing to put anyone else's life on the line.

i have to be tougher than this.

you taught me to be strong.

i'm not giving up.

there's no time to waste.

you stay behind. i'm leaving.

that's not a risk i'm willing to take.

there's no time to sit and chat. i have to keep going.

i'm not tired.

i was just resting my eyes.

you're imagining things.

i'm perfectly fine continuing on.

we have to pick up the pace.

they're counting on me to fix this.

there are so many lives at stake.

we can't slow down.

don't ask me to take a break.

i wasn't crying.

i can't let them see me falter.

there's no time for breaks.

i don't need sleep. i need answers.

i'm not wasting another second on this.

we have to figure out a way around it.

get up. we're going.

we're finding another way through.

if i have to break the door down, i will.

so many people are counting on me.

i can't afford to fail.

i can't let them see me quit.

there's no room for failure.

too many lives are at stake for me to just sit here and do nothing.

they need a hero.

i'm not sitting around and waiting for someone to save me.

i don't have time for this.

i can do this on my own.

get out of my way. let me try.

move out of my way.

you're not going to stop me.

do you realize how many people are relying on me?

sometimes i think of the faces of those who died because i wasn't fast enough.

i'm not sticking around to find out.

let go of me. i'm leaving.

there has to be some way to stop them.

i haven't quit yet.

"giving up" isn't in my vocabulary.

i don't need you to look at it. i'll be fine.

it's just a flesh wound. it'll heal.

you can't make me stay here.

they put me in charge.

i can't afford to let anyone down.

i'm not strong enough.

[mcflymemes]

"THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND" BY BAD OMENS PROMPTS *  assorted lines from the album, some slightly reworked to suit a roleplay format, adjust as necessary

can you see yourself?

everybody talks and gets around.

do you think it gets the point across?

in a second, all the pain is gone.

i said "it's enough."

i begged.

you never know if you'll get what you wish for.

we're trapped inside.

wouldn't it be nice to play the game?

you don't have to live in a disguise.

i want things that money can't buy.

you can try to kill me, but i can't fucking die.

why's this always gotta happen to me?

i should have known.

i never fail to never learn from mistakes.

we made it a pact.

you took it back.

hear me out. i'm sorry.

i've been around.

now you've got nowhere to run.

i'm too slow.

tell me what's mine.

are you ready?

i'm in the driver's seat.

it's too late to turn back now.

oh god, i tried, but i don't know how.

i wanna be someone you used to hate.

i went too far.

i'm drowning in a dream that i can't escape.

i lie to myself like it's not too late.

i'm convinced the past can still be changed.

it won't go off.

i made another mistake.

i miss the way you say my name.

will we both go home alive?

it wasn't hard to realize.

will we both be satisfied?

now i know my place.

look into my face.

when you look into the mirror, are you even there?

i don't know how long i'll be holding on.

i know your act is staged.

i think you've overstayed your welcome.

go the fuck away. don't come again.

it's hard enough being alone with myself.

i'm taking it slowly.

what's the difference?

i'm not okay, but i can try my best to just pretend.

i know the pain that you hide behind the smile on your face.

not a day goes by where i don't think i feel the same.

would you say i'm worthy?

i'm afraid of what i might say if you ask.

take off all your clothes.

i don't wanna play your games.

who are you?

it depends who's asking.

you're too good to be true.

i picked you up when you fell.

how can you live with yourself?

i know we said that sex isn't love, but it seems like enough for us.

i'm so sorry if i'm cynical.

it's time to wake up now.

i'm not the same.

you don't get to decide who gets replaced.

what do you want from me?

can you hear me through the white noise?

if i wanna be great, i don't wanna be me.

one look at your eyes and i cave in.

give me something beautiful.

i need another miracle.

what are we calling it?

what does it cost?

i love you to death, but i'm drowning.

[aeg3n]

@wintearys ⊱ ❝ I am to wed someone else. ❞ Eleana

▐║  ♔  ┊  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓  𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓,  𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓,  his  face  as  solid  as  the  stone  floor  beneath  them.  It  doesn't  feel  real  when  he  hears  the  words  leave  her  mouth.  Everything  within  him  rejects  this.  It  cannot  be.  It  is  something  that  has  loomed  over  them  both  for  the  longest  time,  knowing  that  Lord  Connington  would  marry  her  off  if  Aegon  could  not  behave  himself,  yet  he  realizes  now  he  never  truly  believed  that  the  man  would  go  through  with  it.  That  he  would  wound  him  like  this  and  take  her  from  him.

❝ No,  ❞  is  all  he  says  to  first  break  the  silence,  quiet,  yet  definitive  in  that  single  word.  ❝ No,  ❞  Aegon  repeats,  ❝ Absolutely  not.  I  forbid  it.  ❞  He  says  it  with  all  of  the  confidence  of  a  king,  but  the  resolve  in  his  eyes  quickly  falters.  It  should  be  up  to  him,  if  he  is  truly  a  king.  These  decisions  should  be  his  to  make,  but  Connington  has  always  overruled  him.  How  can  that  be,  that  his  Hand  can  rip  the  power  right  from  his  hands?  He'd  never  felt  so  choked  by  this  restraint  before,  always  viewing  the  man  as  his  mentor;  no,  his  father,  in  the  absence  of  the  one  from  which  he  was  born.  Yet  now  this  leash  of  guidance  seems  to  strangle  him.

The  anger  within  him  wells,  simmering,  boiling,  pouring  scalding  blood  through  his  heart,  and  Aegon  turns  away  from  Eleana,  placing  his  hands  flat  upon  his  desk  to  try  and  quell  it.  To  no  avail.  His  hands  clench  into  fists  so  tightly  that  his  knuckles  turn  bone  white,  and  when  it  all  becomes  too  much,  he  knocks  the  stacks  of  parchment  from  the  desk.  ❝ I  am  the  King!  ❞  Aegon  half-shouts  through  his  clenched  teeth.  ❝ This  is  not  for  Connington  to  decide,  nor  your  father!  It  is  my  decision,  and  they  cannot  take  you  away  from  me!  ❞  He  kicks  the  wooden  chair  out  of  his  way  in  frustration,  carrying  himself  to  the  opened  window  in  search  of  the  North's  crisp  air.  But  even  that  cannot  cool  him.  His  breaths  heave  within  his  chest,  the  world  around  him  spinning,  and  Aegon  braces  himself  against  the  windowsill,  all  his  anger  mingling  with  grief.  He  swallows  deeply,  finally  looking  back  at  Eleana  over  his  shoulder  with  wet  eyes,  brimmed  with  the  sting  of  betrayal.  His  mouth  parts,  offering  a  single  utterance,  ❝ Who  is  it?  ❞

[aeg3n]

its missing my boy hours

[myrc3lla]

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍/𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐅𝐘𝐑𝐄 & 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐘𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍

During the taking of Storm's End, Princess Myrcella found herself in the middle of the political game. Having left Dorne and making her way to King's Landing, she found herself taken by Connington, the Golden Company and their Dragon Prince. A ploy was made to make everyone believe Myrcella was engaged to the dragon, gaining support from Dorne and the Stormlands and what began as a political intrigue and game slowly turned into something else when fake feelings turn into real ones. As the princess' heart accept the prince for who he is and not his title and he allows her to explore parts of herself she never did. Before he travels to King's Landing, they are hastly wed, as it will bring him protection by those who are loyal to Myrcella. Eventually the two move to Storm's End as a secondary location, where he rebuilds an entire side for her.

secondary main verse with @aeg3n

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[aeg3n]

new carrd is (mostly) done <3

[aeg3n]

yeah aegon can be an arrogant little shit, but wouldn't you be too if you've been told from birth that you are the rightful ruler of the seven kingdoms and that one day you will reclaim your birthright? yeah he can be angry and impulsive and have his outbursts, but wouldn't you be ready to snap as well if you've had that kind of pressure on you since you were a literal child, raised by a father figure who cares more about crowning you to absolve himself of his failures than your personal agency?

[aeg3n]

I don't think enough attention gets called to the fact that A.egon takes S.torm's E.nd with the G.olden C.ompany in a direct assault, which is something not even S.tannis B.aratheon himself dared to attempt.

[aeg3n]

now I need to remake his carrd RIP

[aeg3n]

𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝  𝚗𝚘  𝚘𝚗𝚎,  𝚖𝚢  𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎.  𝙽𝚘𝚝  𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛  𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜  𝚖𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛,  𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛  𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎  𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛,  𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝  𝙳𝚞𝚌𝚔  𝚗𝚘𝚛  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢  𝙻𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎  𝚗𝚘𝚛  𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎  𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛  𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎  𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜  𝚠𝚑𝚘  𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖  𝚊  𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗.  𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎  𝚊𝚕𝚕,  𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝  𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛,  𝚗𝚘𝚛  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛,  𝚗𝚘𝚛  𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜  𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎  𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗  𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗  𝚝𝚘  𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢.  𝙰𝚕𝚕  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝  𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕  𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛  𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛  𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑  𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎  𝚋𝚢  𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝,  '𝚝𝚒𝚜  𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎,  𝚋𝚞𝚝  𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐  𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜  𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚎𝚗𝚍.

❝  𝐓𝐡𝐞  𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭  𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐛𝐮𝐭  𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥  𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟  𝐚  𝐛𝐨𝐲  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐚𝐥𝐥  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭,  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡  𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬  𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐚𝐥𝐥  𝐢𝐭𝐬  𝐰𝐨𝐞𝐬.  ❞

indie   𝔄𝔢𝔤𝔬𝔫  𝔗𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔶𝔢𝔫  /  𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔣𝔶𝔯𝔢.   book   &   headcanon   based & rooted in the Blackfyre theory.   loved  by  Mari.【 © 】

[aeg3n]

hot new graphics courtesy of cali <3

[aeg3n]

I wish I could give him a f&b/h.otd verse but realistically there is nooo way that could possibly work lmao

[aeg3n]

I think he definitely holds a lot of distrust for both Illyrio and Varys but he at least trusts Varys' capabilities if not his motivations (whereas with Illyrio all he's good for in his eyes is giving him money tbh). Contrarily, he trusts JonCon implicitly, like he has hung on this guy's every word since he was a kid and doesn't see any way he could ever lead him wrong or betray him. Which is why it hurts so much worse when he inevitably does turn on him.

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@dcviline asked: ❝ I want them to hear us. I want them to know you belong to me. ❞ + 5. in a semi-public place (@aeg3n & eleana)

"You   are   insane."   But   her   mouth   has   to   try   and   keep   itself   shut   for   the   noises   he   is   driving   out   of   her   by   the   mere   touch   of   his   mouth   on   her,   her   own   body   betrays   her   everytime   they   are   together,   and   when   she   tells   her   that   they   have   to   end   things.   He   becomes   possessive   and   each   time,   less   patient   and   Eleana   can   no   longer   hide   under   pretenses,   one   leg   wrapped   around   his   shoulders   as   she   fears   anyone   walking   into   the   library   and   seeing   them,   she   bites   on   her   lip,   tasting   gentle   blood   as   she   whines   against   his   expert   tongue   and   the   way   he   crooks   fingers   inside   her.   "Wicked   man."   And   yet,   she   can't   help   but   shake   under   his   touch   and   her   hands   rush   to   pull   on   his   silver   hair,   trying   to   pull   him   up.  

"I'm   going   to   come.   Aegon.   I   want   you   inside   me   before   I   do."   She   almost   begs   between   heavy   breath,   hands   working   on   pulling   his   shirt   open   and   away   before   she   can   gather   any   strength   to   lean   down   on   her   knees,   mirroring   what   he   had   been   doing   to   her   and   begins   to   open   his   breeches,   feeling   him   hard   and   restrained   against   the   fabric.  

"━━Gods,   I   should've   never   let   you   have   me   that   first   night."   Because   now   all   she   thinks   is   him.   The   very   touch,   how   he   felt   inside   her,   how   he   whispers   to   her   and   the   love   bites   on   her   body   that   claim   her   as   his.   Her   hand   sneaks   inside   at   last,   feeling   his   cock   hot   and   heavy   as   she   begins   to   pump   her   hand   over   the   head,   licking   her   lips   in   turn.   Her   desire   to   have   him   inside   is   as   equal   to   the   one   of   tasting   her   in   her   mouth.   "Tell   me   how   you   want   me."

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ㅤㅤㅤTHE  DARKEST  THOUGHTS  RUN  THROUGH  HIS  MIND  AS  HIS  GAZE  FLICKERS  BRIEFLY  TO  THE  LIBRARY'S  DOOR.  Part  of  him  wants  someone  to  see,  for  everyone  to  know  that  she's  his.  That  no  one  else  can  fucking  touch  her.  Not  ever.  No  matter  how  many  suitors  Lord  Connington  brings  to  try  and  woo  her.  Sometimes  he  wishes  the  man  himself  would  catch  them,  and  Aegon  imagines  it  for  a  moment,  how  he  would  lock  eyes  with  his  guardian  and  keep  going  in  defiance  of  his  orders.  It's  not  fair  that  he  should  keep  him  from  her  at  all.  Aegon  has  always  kept  to  every  command  the  Griffon  Knight  has  ever  given  him,  ever the  loyal,  obedient  prince,  so  why  can't  he  allow  him  this  one  thing  of  his  own  choosing?  Why  can't  he  let  him  have  her?  The  anger  spurs  him  onward,  his  mouth  working  her  more  fervently,  intent  to  feel  her  come  undone.  But  he  is  half  a  gentleman  still,  so  when  Eleana  pulls  him  away,  he  relents  and  lifts  his  face  with  a  groan.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Why  wait?  I  could  just  make  you  come  again  when  I  take  you.  And  then  again.  ❞  The  smirk  upon  his  features  is  nothing  short  of  devious,  tongue  slipping  out  to  lick  her  juices  from  his  lips  while  he  knows  her  eyes  are  upon  him.  He  loves  how  she  begs  him,  how  she  sounds  as  desperate  for  him  as  he  is  for  her.  The  prince  lets  her  work  at  his  shirt,  aiding  her  with  a  shrug  of  his  shoulders  that  allows  the  white  fabric  to  slip  down  his  arms  and  fall  to  the  floor.  And  gods,  what  a  sight  she  is  down  on  her  knees.

ㅤㅤㅤLips  hang  open  at  the  sudden  presence  of  her  hand  around  his  cock,  feeling how quickly he grows  hard  at  her  touch.  ❝ Fucking  hell,  ❞  he  groans,  unfastening  his  trousers  to  free  himself  for  her.  He  considers  for  a  moment,  but  ultimately,  it's  the  sight  of  her  before  him  in  such  a  scandalous  position  that  makes  up  his  mind.  ❝ Give  me  your  mouth.  ❞  It's  spoken  through  a  growl,  more  of  a  command  than  a  request.  He  lets  his  pants  fall  further  down  his  thighs,  hand  cupping  beneath  Eleana's  chin  to  guide  her  closer,  the  tip  of  his  cock  pressed  to  her  lips.  ❝ Drāmmagon  syt  nyke,  merbugon  riña.  ❞

[aeg3n]

♔ ⊱ @myrc3lla ⊱ In a room where anyone can walk in. + When they pin your hands above your head and take complete control.

ㅤㅤㅤHE  REALIZES  FAR  TOO  LATE  THAT  HE  NEVER  LOCKED  EITHER  OF  THE  DOORS.  How  eager  he  had  been  to  show  his  wife  her  new  parlor,  and  to  christen  it,  that  so  many  intricacies  have  been  forgotten  in  his  lust-addled  mind.  Yet  it  does  not  stop  him.  If  anything,  the  knowledge  only  serves  to  entice  him  further.  He'd  built  the  new  royal  apartments  at  Storm's  End  as  a  symbol  of  his  love  and  devotion  to  her;  why  should  he  fret  if  someone  should  see  him  showing  his  appreciation  in  another  way?  It's  not  like  the  whole  castle  hasn't  heard  them  by  now,  anyhow.

ㅤㅤㅤAegon  has  her  splayed  before  the  hearth;  a  tall  masterpiece  of  stone  carved  with  an  artist's  work,  painted  blue  and  inlaid  with  gold  as  most  pieces  in  the  room  are.  A  living  work  of  art.  Just  as  she  is.  No  other  display  could  have  been  grand  enough  for  him  to  express  what  she  means  to  him  other  than  to  surround  her  with  beauty  for  the  rest  of  her  life.  He  is  not  fast  this  time  as  he  usually  would  be;  slow,  punctuated  strokes  given  as  he  thrusts  into  her,  his  indigo  eyes  never  leaving  her  own.  He  needs  her  to  see  it,  to  feel  it  in  every  movement,  how  deep  his  passion  for  her  goes.  Aegon  hikes  her  bunched  skirts  further  up  her  waist  driving  harder  into  her  as  he  shifts  the  angle  of  his  hips.  His  hands  guide  her  thighs,  spreading  them  wider  as  he  sinks  himself  deeper  into  her  wet  heat.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Avy  jorrāelan,  ❞  he  groans,  the  timber  of  his  voice  almost  a  growl,  taking  one  of  her  hands  and  moving  it  above  her  head.  Every  word  is  drenched  in  need,  a  break  in  his  pitch  as  he  repeats  in  the  common  tongue,  ❝ I  love  you.  I  love  you.  ❞  Aegon  takes  Myrcella's  other  hand,  pinning  it  above  her  head  as  well,  his  own  holding  her  by  her  wrists.  He  kisses  her  then,  sloppy  and  wanton  before  desire  brings  him  downward,  dragging  his  lips  over  the  hollow  of  her  neck  to  her  exposed  breasts,  tasting  the  salt  of  her  sweat  as  his  tongue  roams  from  the  bottom  of  that  tender  hill  up  over  a  nipple.  ❝ My  princess.  This  is  our  home  now,  ❞  he  captures  the  stiffened  bud,  sucking  until  it  reddens  beneath  his  teasing  tongue.  ❝ And  I  intend  to  have  you  everywhere.  ❞

[aeg3n]

new dash icon bc i want to redo his graphics but this is all I have energy for atm lmao