Secrets beneath gods and tents
Valarr Targaryen x Cousin!Reader
!Warnings! OralF!recieving, Fingering, Targcest, cheating (but its slightly valid lol) MDNI‼️
Okay this is my first ever fanfiction and i couldn’t put all of my time into it because i really wanted to post one tonight so you guys could give me tips on where i can improve. Im new to writing, never took any lessons or classes for it so i ask you to be kind🫶🏻 had this idea come up randomly today while at work so enjoy! Also im sorry if the whole fic is weirdly structured? i wanted to post it from my pc because i had written the fanfic on word but i got overstimulated by tumblr on pc so i emailed the word to myself and copy pasted it here😭
The clang of metal and the grunts of men could be heard over Ashford’s tourney field as you
walked past the training and sweaty horde of men.
Most did not dare look your way, fearing their
destiny if they were to be caught by your Husband, Aerion Targaryen or Aerion Brightflame as
some have come accustomed to calling him.
Your beautiful Silver gold hair was done in the prettiest braid by your favorite maid and thanks to
a rich hair oil that has been gifted to you from noble family of Dorne, it looked as though it shined
like the most beautiful glass under the sun.
“Cousin.” Turning your head slowly to the sound your eyes begin to roll “What do you want” is all
you said to the brown haired man who only seemed amused by your mood. He walked closer, his
helmet tucked under his arm “Are you so easily annoyed by me that it sours your mood even
when all I did was call out to you?” fully turning your body now you gave him a tight lipped smile
and simply nodded as though it was common sense. Valarr pushed his tongue against his inner
cheek, something that became a habit of his ever since the two of you started to talk and something that told you, his patience is running thin. The young prince is known for a lot of things but patience for you is just simply not one of them, everyone knows that when ever the two of you are near one another one could practically cut the air because of its tension.
“Have I done something to deserve one of your sour moods once more?” was all he asked, his eyes challenging you and you, with a love for challenges and rebellious behavior took it gladly “I do not know why that would be a concern for you my dear prince” mockery was so sweetly laced with his title. Shaking his head with a groan he murmured “sometimes I really wonder why I even bother with you” you tilted your head “speak up please I cannot possibly hear you through all that mumbl-“ your sentence was cut short by his hand that reached for your upper arm, grip gentle but rough enough to signal you that he is not in the mood for any games, pulling you towards him with one quick tug and lowering his head so it nearly nestled between your cheek and shoulder as he whispered, his hot breath right on your skin “If you want me to fuck you all you have to do is ask because I simply do not have the time or patience for your little games today Princess” it was his turn for mockery now. Your lips slightly parted at the sudden change of emotion and you watched as he simply stared you down before turning to leave for his tent.
Eyes scanning the area you made sure that no one was watching you before you too made your way to his tent.
The flap of the tent opened harshly “What do you think you are doing pulling me so close to you and whispering into my ears, are you stupid? What if our fathers saw or even worse, Aerion!” his jaw tensed at the mention of his other Cousin, but he did not care to listen to any of your rambling, making his way to you in quick pace, beautiful soft lips connecting to yours. It would be a lie to say you were shocked because this is how it always starts so you greedily started kissing him
back, hands immediately flying to his hair and tugging it which only motivated him further. Tilting his head to deepen the kiss he mumbled against your lips “Why do you always have to argue against everything I say or do” breaking away from him to answer you whispered “because it is fun” this made the poor man roll his eyes as his kisses traveled from your lips to your jawline, neck and lastly to your collarbone, having turned into wet open mouth kisses throughout their journey. Soft hands made their way to his breeches, but he gently swatted your hands away, smirk growing on his features “What do you think you’re doing Princess?” your eyebrows furrowed, eyes squinting as you glared into his brown and blue eyes. Lowering his head he left a few more kisses on your neck before biting harsh enough to leave the slightest mark, the action tearing a sound out of you that was a mix between a gasp and a moan.Strong hands gripped you by the backside of your hips and he hoisted you up easily, your legs wrapping around him as though it was mere reflex, clumsily he started walking to his Mahogony desk, his lips having found yours once again on the way there. His hands and motions grew impatient, he knew there wasn’t much time left until the tourney would begin and they’d be in risk of getting caught so he quickly grabbed a fistful of your skirts, pulling them up before placing you down on the table with a thud. Leaning backwards a bit he took In the view, your beautiful
swollen lips, that pretty braid that looked anything but pretty now and your position, sitting in front of him, skirts scrunched around your hips and waist, arms leaned backwards to hold yourself against the desk.
His shameless staring was interrupted by your sweet voice “Are you planning on standing there until you are crowned King or are you going to be a man of your word and fuck me?” he scoffed softly “I cannot take my time with you, at least allow me to fully take in your beauty” and his lips were on you before you could smart mouth him anymore. You felt the sensation of his fingers as he slowly traced them up your leg, stopping near your core but not close enough, teasingly tracing circles his lips growing into a smirk which quickly vanished as you bit his lower lip just hard enough to get your point across. Hissing he swept his tongue across his lip, tasting the irony taste of his own blood, his eyes hardened slightly, his hands moved to grip your knees to push them further apart from each other. The motion left you to gasp in pain but that was soon replaced by moans once you felt his mouth on your sweet cunt, his tongue lapping at it through the fabric of your small clothes. Reaching for his hair to ground yourself you tried your best to be as quiet as possible when he was quite literally ravishing you, the noises that left his mouth as he ate you out were unholy, the noises that left your mouth were downright sinful. You felt him push your small clothes to the side and slowly slip two of his fingers in, you quickly bit your lip, trying to hold yourself back from screaming his name.
Holding a steady pace as he finger fucked you and licked your sweet pearl at the same time, starting to become dizzy from the sensation you leaned yourself back, your back now fully against the surface of his desk. Whines left you when you could not feel his tongue anymore, your eyes met his as he had removed his head for a small distance, his chin and lips were coated in your juices and you almost came at the sight of it, Valarr in front of you, big blue and brown eyes, hair messy and your juices dripping from him. He smirked when he realized your staring “I do like you best like this, quiet and cooperative” while his tongue had left, his fingers were still inside of you now moving in curling motions, your head hit the desk rather harshly when he found that sweet spot and kept circling his fingers, hands found his head once again as
you softly pushed him towards your core again to which he happily obeyed, tongue latching on to your clit, continuing his criminal combination of fingers and tongue until you started to feel that sweet coil in your stomach and your eyes had to be shut due to the overwhelming feeling, you were so close- all feelings came to a crash when you heard the sound of the stupid and obnoxious horn that signified the beginning of the Tourney. Heavenly tongue and fingers left your
cunt, and you simply stared at him “You- you jest, right?” the brown haired man only smirked as
he moved to the other side of the tent to grab his helmet “jest about what dear cousin?” scoffing you quickly got up, flattening your dress to your best abilities while looking straight into his eyes “So you are really just going to go out there and not finish this?” his eyebrows shot up a bit as he looked at you like a lost puppy “oh yes” it came out like it was a well known fact among the seven kingdoms before he continued “it is what you get for never asking me politely for what you
want Princess” trying to calm your fast beating heart and reddening cheeks your hands cupped your own cheeks before you whispered “I hate you” but you were only met with a sweet kiss to your lips, tasting yourself for only a second before he walked out of the tent, winking at you before his body fully disappeared after the flap. You could not do anything else other than stand there in complete and utter shock.
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