The Rogue Prince

feat. Daemon Targaryen from HBO's House of the Dragon. Selective 18+ Multiverse Blog established in August 2024. Flown by Lulu (30+)

[caraxesryder]

CARAXESRYDER - feat. Daemon Targaryen from HBO's House of the Dragon. Selective 18+ Multiverse Blog established in August 2024. Flown by Lulu (30+)

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[caraxesryder]

"Are you mocking me?"

"Mocking?" He asked back, smirk firmly dancing on his lips.

Moving away from the wall he was leaning against, he closed the distance between them.

"And why would you assume I am mocking you?"

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"Would you now?" He asked, a smirk in his voice.

"And here i thought you detested me?"

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He had no idea what ailment she was suffering from but moved quickly to wrap his arms around her waist, giving her the support she seemed to need.

"What happened?" He asked, concern etched in his voice as he looked down on her.

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He smirked at her reply and let out a sigh. She was right - the old gods and the new played with mortals like puppets on strings. They gave them hope before taking it all away.

"At least in my case, im glad to be rid of her..."

It was true Rhea was more of a burden than a wife. She was a forced marriage, a way for his brother to be rid of him... The fact that she passed? It bore no weight on him.

[storiesofthenight]

Your options are limited.

They really were, weren’t they? Either she left and finally parted with her sister, possibly never knowing what would become of her. Or she could remain, which would most likely lead to her death. If there were other options, then she didn’t see them. But what could she do? She loved her twin sister, they had grown together from the very first moment. The idea to part with her was unbearable.

“I am … afraid that indeed they are. These … these woods will be the end of me.” She admitted, casting her eyes down at the glum prospect of her life. At least she would be side-by-side with her sister and her sister’s family. It was the smallest comfort, but it was something at least.

[caraxesryder]

He felt her sorrow. To choose between ones family and salvation, it was an impossible choice. One he was not sure he could make either.

"I believe these woods will be the end of all of us." He echoed back.

After all, how could one fight against an invisible foe? A shadow of darkness? How could someone fight against death itself?

"I will not leave you." He added, violet hues turning to her once more.

They had been friends, close friends throughout the ages. He would not leave her side when she needed him most.

[starrycrown-deactivated20250725]

Thinya heard Daemon's words and nodded. "I will be looking forward to it." She gently bowed her head gracefully as she felt his lips on her delicate hand. Her smile grew lightly as she then watched him leaving the place. It was enough and she also wanted to return home. Luckily, Leidin approached her and offered her his arm to walk her back to the carriage, ready to go home.

The next few days, Thinya returned to her occupations, alternating between horse riding, reading books, practicing her lessons.

A part of her wondered if Dameon would truly come and visit her of it he would have second thoughts. There was something so intriguing about that man, something that made him way more interesting than any other man she had met before.

[caraxesryder]

The next few days passed quickly - between meetings, balancing of his books and the countless errands that were required to keep his house, before he knew it, the week was over.

And he had not called.

He knew that it was rude to tell someone that he would call on them and then completely miss his appointed time. It was something that his dear brother would surely not let him live down if he knew - not that Daemon would share that bit of information.

If he were a few days late, would she still accept his call?

He decided to find out.

By weeks end, he found himself before her home, flowers in hand. He didnt really understand the custom for flowers either... they would only die... but he knew enough that it would be expected.

He knocked twice and waited.

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[lcevblossomedmoved]

"I am starting to see that," Margaery says with a smile. She lets her head fall back her eyes closing as she feels his lips travel down her body. She was content enough with what she had. Yes her her husband treated her well enough but he did not worship her. This man worshipped her and she was utterly entranced by it.

The sounds he made the way his lips moved masterfully down her body it was exactly what she needed. She gasps softly as his lips press against the curve of her breasts. She opens her eyes and looks down meeting his gaze she smiles.

"At least I can drown my sorrows in a handsome lover." She puts a finger under his chin drawing him back in close. Once he is close to her she gives him a long desperate kiss slipping her tongue into his town.

[caraxesryder]

He growled at her words and then her tongue, clashing with his. He moved atop her, blanketing her with his long and lean frame, propping himself on his elbows. He took his time, kissing her, tasting her, devouring her.

Gods above this woman.

Shifting, he rolled onto his back, helping position her so she was now atop him, allowing his hands to roam her backside.

And what a glorious thing it was!

[entangledmuses]

Seraphina smiled "There are many here with far more beauty and worth than my own." She told him. "But your compliment is appreciated." she said softly.

"Oh Have you, so I am not the only Stranger you have kissed then?" She teased as she chuckled softly. She watched him a moment, imitating his head tilt, as she watched him say her name. She nodded, as if letting him know he had said it correctly.

The softness of his lips upon her knuckles was surprisingly pleasant.

"It is a pleasure Daemon." She said.

"So, are you here simply to drink and enjoy the festivities?" She asked, wondering what this party she had been invited to was for, so that she may try and deduct why her presence had been requested.

[caraxesryder]

Her reply had him smirking and scanning the crowd. Certainly she did not know of him or his character to be asking such questions. He was the rogue prince... cad... any other insulting word the people would throw at him would probably stick with certainty.

"You could say that." He replied.

"I am here..." he began, looking around the room once more. Why was he here? This was a festival his brother orchestrated in order for him to find a bride. A farce constructed with the aim to have him removed from the capitol.

It was not going to work.

"To drink." He finally said, taking another swig of the drink in his hand.

[accordedxneutralxterritory]

The minute the bleeding had stopped she banished the fire, shaking it off her hand. "There, there! it's done. It's finished. I'm sorry."

Jo kept a firm hand on his chest, trying to keep him from thrashing. "Breathe your grace." She encouraged and then "Daemon breathe! I know it hurts, but pain means you're alive right?" She tried to think of a way to distract him. "Talk me to me, something pleasant. You have little girls don't you? Tell me about your daughters."

[caraxesryder]

"Seven Hells." He spit, eyes burning with fury and pain as he took in her features. She was trying to distract him, a fact that should have been welcoming but instead only made him focus on the pain.

"Yes." He ground out, answering her question. Baela, Rhaena... They were back at Dragonstone. Safe. Not here. Not here in this hell.

"They look... like their mother." He added through clenched teeth.

[starrycrown-deactivated20250725]

Noticing how he was looking at her made her cheeks turn slightly pinker. Her green hues had this particular sparkle in them as she wondered if everything was okay.

A part of her felt comfortable with his presence. It was the very first time a man made her feel this way, not making her feel that she was a piece of meat. She appreciated his way of being, his elegance and handsomeness. By joining this dinner, Thinya never thought that she would actually be enjoying it. Her smile was shy as she wondered what he was thinking after she spoke those words about her. It was true, Thinya was convinced that this would be her destiny.

And then, he spoke. Her cheeks turned redder. "You.. You would?" She repeated, astonished by his statement.

His next words made her heart skip a beat before racing. It was the first time of her life that she was genuinely happy and looking forward to seeing a man calling on her. "O-Of course I would." Thinya managed to say, bowing her head gracefully. "That would certainly be an honor." Her smile was now tender as her green hues sparkled with kindness.

[caraxesryder]

He liked the way she seemed so responsive to his words. The way her cheeks warmed shared with him that she was certainly not used to this sort of attention... a fact he found attractive. Woman swooned over him and were easy. This one, this one was more delicate and he found himself wanted to see how far he could go.

When she agreed to his calling, he smiled and bowed to her.

"Then expect me before the week is out." He said, rising and taking her small hand in his, bringing it to his lips. So soft, so small.

"Until then." He said, turning to leave.

He had enough of the evening and now he had more to think about.

[lcevblossomedmoved]

Anari smiles watching him lift her hand to kiss his knuckles. "My you are charming no wonder your brother sent you to keep an eye on me. If I did not take my work so seriously I could have swooned and forgotten everything trying to impress you." She of course had to keep her priorities in order she was here for a reason. That didn't mean she couldn't have just a bit of fun. She deserved a bit of time spent enjoying herself.

"I would be happy to accompany you to the celebration thank you." She assures with a smile. She could use some fun a few drinks maybe a dance or two. "Thank you that sounds like a perfect way to spend the evening.

[caraxesryder]

Her words made his smirk grow, his eyes dance with dark promise. She was a real thing of beauty. His brother most certainly did not send him to escort her around and if he truly knew what he was up to would have had him banished from the evenings celebrations.

This only made his smirk grow.

When she agreed to accompany him to the celebration, he thanked her.

"It would truly be my honor." He said, pausing before her rooms.

"Is everything to your satisfaction?" He asked, waiting by her door.

[entangledmuses]

She took the glass from him, her head cocking a little to the side at his Question. "Not up close." She replied. "Of course, from a distance, they look rather small, so it could be interesting to see one close up." She mused, taking a sip of her drink as if this was normal conversation.

"I have wandered on my own through the lands for many years, so its only natural that I have seen them, just not made conversation with them." She said lightly, a little smirk on her pale pink lips.

"So is this just conversation, or is this part of your cryptic task you wish for me to do?" She asked.

Enola took another sip of her drink. "Am I to try and wrangle a dragon for you?" She asked, the glass hovering at her lips. "Because I hear they choose their rider, not the rider choosing them." She pointed out. "And no offense, but if I am to wrangle it, it will have very little respect for you, making me do your job." She teased lightly, a little smirk still on her lips.

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He appreciated her spirit, this coy little thing. Not many people spoke to him in such a manor and well... he found it quite entertaining.

"No, I do not wish for your to wrangle a dragon... as such." He said, taking a sip of his own drink, never once taking his eyes off of her.

Rhynerya had set a task, an impossible task at that. They needed more riders if they were going to win this war. He didnt think it would work... but if it did...

"I want a dragon to choose you. I want you to become a dragon rider."

He paused, taking another sip and let the words sink in. That and waited for her to laugh outright.

She had the breeding, she had the heritage... it could work...It needed to work.

[lcevblossomedmoved]

He really was charming. She watches him kiss her palm and then down her wrist to her arm. She lets out a breathy laugh as he presses her back down on the bed. She looks up at him playing with his hair as he speaks. He really is so handsome she finds it a shame that he had not gotten to her before Boros Baratheon had.

"Spoken like a true spoiled prince." She teases with a smile. She knows she can't say much she is the spoiled Tyrell girl everyone knew it. Her hand in marriage had been yearned for by many but anyone who wanted it knew they had to work for it. Her husband did but he did not excite her like Daemon did.

She smiles her eyes closing as his lips move down her body, "Oh yes he is going to be in meetings for days. All the while he leaves me here by myself.... how cruel."

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"I get what i want." He said with a smirk, moving to kiss her neck, groaning at the scent of her, the scent of him on her.

He had wanted her since the moment he laid eyes on her, every man had. The difference was that he would not stop until he had her... And now that he did, he was never going to give her up. He could share her for a time with the Baratheon beast, but soon, soon she would be all his.

Moving his way down her neck to her breasts, he looked up at her through his lashes and groaned once more. The gods were truly cruel when they made her. She was carved from heaven itself.

"How cruel indeed." He said between kisses as he continued his tender ravishing of her body.