Request: Â An imagine where you are Rhaegarâs sister and on the day you are finally 15, he finds you in your room wearing something very provoking so he canât help himself and do stuff ;)
Tags: @titty-teetee @tinymoonshine
Notes: This has been waiting in my drafts for so long⊠But Iâm happy Iâve finally posted it because I love Rhaegar and I feel like my smut is getting better and better (yay!) Anyway, feedback is always appreciated and I hope you like it!
You sighed at the silver haired woman looking back at you from the mirror. You tried to fix the dress you were wearing, but there was no way to find a way to cover yourself. Your cleavage was too deep, and the gownâs skirt was almost see-through. It was your 15th Name Day, and your mother had insisted on you wearing the red dress. You had bled for the first time a couple of years ago, yet from your motherâs point of view, it had been just a few months ago when you had started to look like a woman. Your breasts had grown considerably; your hips widened, and you had grown taller quite a lot. So now, your mother was bringing you dresses âa woman would wear, not a little girlâ. You didnât see the point though. You were going to marry Rhaegar, you knew that. Many times you had wondered why you the wedding hadnât happened yet. Maybe, just like your mother, they were waiting for you to look like a woman, as Rhaegar has long looked like a man, and not a little boy.
A knock on the door distracted you from your thoughts. It was Rhaegar, dressed in some beautiful clothing with dragon adornment. He always looked like a prince, although much to your relief, he hadnât seemed to inherit your fatherâs madness. His expression was relaxed, although somewhat sad.
âYou look gorgeous today, sister. Well, you always do look gorgeous, but your dress is so today.â
He sat down on the edge of the bed, behind you, untangling your long silver hair with his fingers.
âHappy 15th Name Day, my darling sister.â He said placing a kiss on your hand.
âThank you, Rhaegar.â You smiled at him softly, and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. It was an action you had got accustomed to.
He turned you around and observed your figure. You felt somewhat weird about being watched by him when you were wearing such a non-concealing dress. âYou are a woman now. And Iâve been thinking⊠about our wedding.â
That didnât catch you by surprise, as Rhaegar had always made it known that he was happy it was you, his beautiful sister, he would be marrying. âIâve been thinking about it too. I think itâll be a wonderful day.â
Rhaegar couldnât help but hug you from behind, feeling your hips and belly. He caressed from your shoulders to your arms. He gave you a tender kiss on the top of your head, then your shoulders, and then your lips. You were taken aback by this. He had never tried anything with you before, even if you both knew youâd end up doing it at some point.
âI think we should wait for the wedding night, Rhaegar.â
He cradled your face. âItâs going to happen, anyway. The bedding will be easier if we have done it beforehand.â
You bit your lip, unsure. Itâs not like you havenât thought before about sharing your bed with your brother. You knew it would happen from the moment you could understand what a relationship meant. Why would you want to push it back, when it could happen on the privacy of your chambers?
You leaned towards him and kissed him shyly. The kiss excited him. He pulled from the fabric that was holding up the upper part of your dress and it fell to your waist, giving you one last chance to stop him. Â
The way in which she kissed him began to excite it. She bit her lips gently and tangled her fingers in the wet hair of his pupil. You covered your breasts with your hands, but he grabbed them and moved them away. He slowly pushed you against the bed, and pulled from the skirts of the dress to take it completely off from you. Rhaegar couldnât help thinking that he finally had what he had craved for so long: his sister, naked in front of him and willing to give him the physical pleasure he had longed for. He knelt over you without letting his weight fall over you. He took off his shirt. You surrounded him with your arms and stroked his back, feeling a mixture of nervousness and curiosity. You knew something about sexual relationships from your maids and friends, yet you have never had a sexual experience before. Rhaegar was excited: just like he had done when you both were a child, he had the opportunity to teach you new areas of life, such us the physical act of giving love. Â
He starting taking one nipple with his mouth, playing with his tongue, which made you release shy moans. He was enjoying being the first to make you feel those sensations.
He lowered his hand caressing your belly, reaching your most intimate. He stroked it gently, with slow circular movements, causing your moans to grow louder, even though you tried to keep quiet. He stopped to look at you, and smiled somewhat arrogantly.
âDo you want me to go on, little sister?â He asked looking at the blush on your cheeks and neck. You nodded shyly. âYou have to ask me.â He whispered.
âPlease, Rhaegar, continue.â You asked with the breathy voice. You couldnât believe you were saying those sinful words, but you wanted to pleasure your older brother to prove you were worthy.
As an answer to your request he stood up and took off his trousers. You looked at him for a moment, from his strong legs, to his hard member and toned chest. You took your eyes away from him, somewhat embarrassed at your gawking. Â You had never seen a naked man before. Rhaegar knew, and he enjoyed the view of your blushing self under him. He opened your legs and started rubbing his dick against your entrance. Every time he did, you could feel your lips grow wetter. So did Rhaegar, so he pushed one finger inside your vagina. You immediately arched your back, falling against the mattress and releasing a high squeak. Rhaegar noticed how your cunt felt very tight, it would be quite painful for you, although very pleasant for him. He moved his finger a little, trying to adjust it inside you. He decided to give you some pleasure before getting inside you. He took the finger out and started spreading small kisses from your thighs to the heat between your legs. You thought you couldnât handle the pleasure, but then Rhaegar started licking and biting some unknown point for you and you could barely contain your high screams anymore. Rhaegar was delighted to feel you twisting and turning from pleasure under you, but he could barely handle his throbbing member anymore. He introduced his finger inside you one last time, and when he felt you more stretched he decided it was time. He placed his dick at your entrance.
âRelax, my dear sister.â He whispered, and you tried to loosen up just as he had said. He tried to make his way slowly not to hurt you. However, his heart broke when he saw his little sisterâs face twisted in pain, trying to hold back the tears. He decided it would hurt you less if he did it for one and all instead of painfully slow. You let the loudest scream leave your throat. âQuiet, love, I promise you that it will be the only time you feel pain when we make love.â He tried to console you, kissing your tears away.
He started to slowly move backwards and forward, not fast but keeping a steady pace. You didnât feel much pleasure at first, and you focused on your brotherâs face, on the pleasure his faced showed, hoping one day youâd feel the same pleasure from this. After a few thrusts, a new sensation started to grow on you lower belly. Rhaegar could only hope youâd start to feel the pleasure soon, for he wanted to hear his name fall from your lips, as selfish as that sounded.
Although it was still somewhat uncomfortable, the pleasure definitely overcame it, and the feeling of giving such pleasure to your brother made you the happiest woman. On the other hand, Rhaegar couldnât be prouder about being the first âand last, he hopedâ to be inside you and give you all the passionate moments you could ever live. Â
Rhaegar did not fit either in himself of satisfaction, not only in the physical sense, but to the knowledge that it was giving her virginity to him. You both were breathing and moaning at the same time, getting lost in each other. Suddenly, you felt the pressure pool in your lower belly. Rhaegar felt it to, and even if he wanted to close his eyes and lose himself in his own climax, he wanted to watch your face when you reached your first orgasm. Eyes shut, mouth open in a silent scream. When it was finally over, he kissed you smoothly on the lips and lay next to you on the bed, satisfied.
Once you regained your breath, you lay over his chest, giving him small kisses. âI love you, Rhaegar.â
He smiled sweetly at you, and gave you a kiss on the top of your head. âI love you too, my darling little sister.â
You fell asleep like that, dreaming of your prince, your brother. And Rhaegar could only hope that when you woke up, youâd want him to pleasure you again.
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