hey there love your stories and would love to request one please. Aemond x rhaenyra's first born who is a daughter with white hair and dragon scales on her body but most people dont know. Aemond is possessive of her and obsessed. Maybe theres an attempt on her life with fire which they find out cant hurt her. Smut and breeding :)
WARNINGS: smut, rough, breeding kink, MDNI, 18+, also may not be my best writing icl
You were born to Rhaenyra Targaryen, her first born and next in line to the throne. You had basic Targaryen features, white hair, violet eyes but there was one thing that made you more dragon than most. It was the scales all over your body, that shimmered and it merged with the skin on your neck. You were expected to love and cherish your half siblings, Luke and Jace but you never really cared for them. They didn’t know about your scales. The only people who knew of course was your mother and your father Daemon Targaryen. Your father thought it was extraordinary and beautiful. Rhaenyra thought the same. They were the only one that knew until one day when you were quite small, your crush, Aemond Targaryen walked in on you in the bathroom. Thankfully you had a towel around you but he saw your chest, just above your tits. You gasped when he burst in. Aemonds eyes went wide as he looked you up and down before shutting the door. The first time he ever got hard. That night Aemond had the most sinful dream about you, he had never felt this way for anyone.
You on the other hand were panicking thinking he would be disgusted by your scales and never want to touch you when in reality his thoughts of you were just going to get worse as time passed. You were yet to find out where you’d be in a few years time. Aemond had a crush on you ever since he laid eyes on you, he felt this strange pull towards you. As if you were already his. You were Aemonds first and last love, lust and need. He contemplated on bursting into your chambers again to catch in that improper state again. It was so tempting. You were mostly always loud and never submissive but if and when it came to Aemond you would be on your knees within seconds.
Many years later after Luke had taken Aemonds eye you came back to Kings Landing to discuss Luke’s claim as the heir to Driftmark. You knew your brother was a bastard therefore did not agree about him being the rightful heir yet you didn’t utter a word. You could feel Aemonds stare. It had you fiddling with your hands and staring at the floor with heat pooling in between your legs. Aemond looked you up and down with no shame, his dick hard with want and need. When you met his gaze it felt like you were both burning alive. A shiver ran down your spine making you shake the slightest bit, mostly not visible. As soon as the meeting concluded you walked out as quick as you could, nerves taking over. Little did you know Aemond would send you to the family supper with a limp and his seed stuffed into your cunt. You walked down the hallway quickly but not quick enough. Aemond used his forearms to tug you from behind. You fell back on to his strong form but you didn’t struggle. You wanted this so bad you couldn’t find it in yourself to stop him. “You thought you could just leave unnoticed? Would you not like a proper welcome back niece,” Aemond growled into your ear as he squeezed you to him harder. “Do what you will just not here,” you begged. “Why? Do you not want everyone to know that the future queen has been fucked by The one - eyed Prince?” He chuckled. “Even if I don’t fuck you right here they will all know once you scream my name and give birth to my dragon scaled child,” Aemond sneered, throwing you over his shoulder. “Aemond put me down,” you hissed. “I can’t wait to run my hands through those lovely scales,” he laughed, throwing you onto the bed. You shoved his lips in to yours. For a moment there was so much love and passion in the kiss until Aemond shoved his tongue in to your mouth. When you tried to kiss back, he took it as a protest and shoved you back into the mattress, ripping your dress to shreds. You desperately tried to breathe but Aemond simply couldn’t control himself. He had dreamt about fucking you ever since he first hit puberty. Those dreams never stopped and now it lead to this. Aemond finally pulled away, staring at your body with greed and lust darkening his eye. His hands involuntarily ran through you body. From your hips to your neck and breasts. The scales did not feel hard or sharp like dragon scales, they felt soft. They did not lift either. They shone in the fire light. Your face glowed silver as your violet eyes looked at him anticipating disgust but instead you got something completely different. Aemond grabbed your chin harshly making you face him “Listen whore, you are never to show or uncover your body to anyone,” he hissed into your ear. “You are mine, I own you completely, I’m going to fuck heirs into you that will sit on the iron throne after you, they are going have your pretty little scales and my blue eyes, behind this door you obey me,” Aemond sneered, attacking your neck as you moaned lightly trying your best to keep your voice down. You pulled on his leather tunic as he laughed and kissed your neck, pulling the clothing off. You already had to cover anything under your collarbone and now you have to cover that as well because if you didn’t people would assume you had been violated for days.
Aemond was living out his dream as he slammed into you again and again at a tough pace. You were totally spent. He had taken you about 6 or 7 times now. This was probably your 7th time cumming. You were on on fours as he spewed out all sorts of filth but you only enjoyed it even more. “The night i barged in on you glistening in the fire light was the first night I had my first vile dream about shoving into you and impregnating you with my children,” he said as you whimpered. You came again as you received yet another bruise on your breast after he flipped you over. Aemond collapsed flat on top of you as you struggled for breath. “Ae- mond,” you said gasping for breath under his weight. He rolled off you and pulled you close to him before asking “Who do you belong to?” You pushed yourself into him, taking his comfort greedily. “You, Aemond, forever and always,” you whispered nuzzling into you. He folded around you, absolutely obsessed with you wanting nothing more but to be by your side forever even after death.
Dinner with your whole family came round and you came in with a slight limp trying your best to conceal it as Aemond smirked clearly in a spectacular mood. You just hoped no one knew. You had some how covered the deep purple marks on your skin with your dress much to Aemonds disappointment. Jace glared at you drinking more of his wine. No one really noticed your limping except for a few such as Aemond, Jace probably and maybe Aegon who scoffed turning to his brother. The night went on in peace as you talked to Alicent about both your respective lives. Aemond couldn’t keep his eyes off of you needing you badly even though he has just railed you for the whole afternoon going into the evening, not to mention how he took your maidenhead so proudly. Jace had a lot to drink as he stood up, unsteady staring at you. Aemond noticed this, ready to throw his butter knife at him. “To my dear sister, the dragon scaled whore,” Jace shouted smiling wickedly lifting his cup. Your eyes went wide. Aemond slammed the table standing up as your mother harshly told Jace to sit down. Your father was up within a second after Aemond. “My beautiful sister, who should’ve been promised to me has given herself to our mutilated prince here-,” you cut your brother off, his words finally getting to you. “Your committing treason brother, I suggest you sit down before we might have to throw hands,” you gritted out knowing Aemond and Daemon were more than ready to fight. Jace walked to you unsteadily as Aemond started to make his way towards you. He was too slow. Jace grabbed a candle and threw it at you. “You don’t deserve the throne you whore,” Jace screamed as the fire hit you. Aemond instantly punched Jace, knocking him to the floor, about to stab him when you stopped him. The fire did not burn you or hurt you anywhere. “Jacaerys Velaryon you have committed the highest of treasons, therefore as princess and heir to the iron throne I demand you to be punished and slaughtered,” you said as your father was by your side nodding and smirking. Aemond finally had everything he wanted. You were the biggest of all of them. You ended up pregnant with your uncles child. Your mother quickly wed you two as to make the public believe your child was not a bastard. Aemond and you flourished in each other’s arms. He would never let you go and you would submit to your king happily. A happy ending after all.
