OK, but just imagine being a Targaryen princess who had to travel to Winterfell since your evil (jk) stepfather Daemon wedded you off to Lord Cregam Stark to gain support of the north for your mother and older brother claim to the throne. At first, you are apprehensive about everyone and everything, but you slowly start to settle down and get used to the people and its culture. The day before the wedding you sit near the fireplace on top of a warm carpet and Cregan is right next to you in his chair drinking some wine, watching and listening his future lady wife while she reads him a book about dragons and Old Valyria. And at some point you raise your head from your book, watch the fire burn bright and warm and then turn to see you future lord husband watching you with a mischievous smirk and you realise that maybe you could be happy here and maybe you could love him. AND MAYBE I SHOULD LEAVE THIS STUPID REALITY AND FIND MY HUSBAND CREGAN
hello can I get ateez members as doms? how they act with there subs in these relationship.
Dom!ATEEZ and Sub!Reader individual dynamics | ot8
Pairing: ot8 and their Dom!style
Genre: ot8 reactions
Requested: Yes
w.c. 2.5k
Warnings: BDSM dynamics, mentions of smut/sex/etc, discussion of punishments, dacryphilia
A/N: what even is this I am so sorry this is so bad omg
Please remember this is just my take. If you disagree, you're more than welcome to make your own! Don't take it personally 🫶🏽
Requests: Open (link below)
^ When you’re bad (most of the time, u little shit)
Hard!Dom, strictest of the members
Brat tamer 100000% but doesn't want to be
Genuinely gets angry when you’re a brat, would prefer if you’d just listen to him
Punishments are meant to break you emotionally
Worst of all the members in that regard tbh
Will deny you things rather than physical discipline ~ praise, orgasms, affection
Wants you desperate and needy, it gives him control over you
Can forget to give you praise at times, does not get angry if you ask/remind him
“Ah, sorry. I’ve been busy, baby. Yes, I’m proud of you for going out today, I know you’ve been struggling recently. Did you eat at that cafe you liked? Did you remember to use my card? Why not? That's what it's for, love."
Blows money on you
Cannot stop buying you pretty things, especially clothes
Makes you try on the things he's purchased for you - usually ends with you getting fucked in whatever you had on last
Wants you to wear nice things when you go out to fancy dinners
Not very physically affectionate but will be if you need him to be
Will not punish you for being insecure, just wants to reassure you and make you feel beautiful
Sex is either quick and dirty or long and passionate
Fav positions are standing or missionary with your legs over his shoulders
Shower sex >>>
He's so damn busy there's not much other choice
Looks so fucking hot when he's got you pinned to the tile wall
Biting/marking - he loves to use his teeth on you
Don't you dare bite him back
Likes foreplay but prefers sex, is good at eating you out but would rather use his cock than his tongue
Is good at aftercare, though it's more of a standard, doesn't like pillow talk unless you need it
Will still make sure you're safe/comfy/loved and will do anything for you
Is rough, but can turn it off when he knows you need a softer side.
Seonghwa
Soft!dom
Gentle until he isn't
Strict, but not the strictest
Does not enjoy punishments as much as the others, but still wants to make sure you know your place
Does not understand the concept of being a brat, you're so good for him
"What do you mean no? Like no...what? I just asked you to come here, silly."
Rarely has to punish you anyway, he doesn’t have many rules
You break the rules on purpose sometimes
He’ll punish you harder if he thinks that’s the case vs you accidentally breaking a rule
Very snuggly
Will want you to just sit with him while he works with his legos
Loves to be held by you
Asks you for compliments
“Do you like this color on me?”
Will not scold you in public
Expect gentle touches and verbal correction
Hates seeing you cry, even if it's from an intense orgasm
Obsessed with aftercare
Will shower you with praise and tell you how well you did
"I'm sorry baby, I was rough today. Took me so well though, so pretty. Love it when you get on your back for me. Want me to wash your hair?"
Likes taking care of you in general, will mother you like his members (but worse)
"Why didn't you eat today?! C'mon, let's go to that noodle shop you like."
Sex is not super kinky but is almost always emotional
Pretty straightforward, wants you both to feel good and snuggle after
Likes getting head and giving head, but prefers sex over foreplay
Fav positions are spooning and intimate spaces like in a comfy chair with you in his lap
Soft kisses + him stroking your hair + thanking you for always being his good girl
Yunho
Cocky and playful
Neither soft nor hard, just likes to keep you guessing
Is silly unless he's in a bad mood
Likes to make you sit in his lap while he games
You like it too, he knows it
Will get pouty if you don't praise his efforts
Don't tease him while he plays
Fr don't
If you value your cervix, you will not tease this man when he's not in the mood for sex
"What's wrong, baby? You were whining for my attention, now you're whining that it doesn't fit? That's a fucking lie."
Size kink
Likes feeling bigger/taller/stronger than you
Expect to be teased over this, even if you're not that short
Loves taking selfies with you
A big puppy
Can be a big scary puppy
Doesn't scold you in public
Likes it when you know you're in trouble
Sweetheart but will do a 180
When he's stressed or in a bad mood he can be too rough
Sometimes it's hard to tell when it's okay to be silly and not
He will let you know
Breeding kink at its finest
Size kink + breeding kink = RIP ur ability to walk
"I know it's deep baby, shh...almost there..."
Likes making you beg
Loves to degrade you and then praise you in the same breath
Talks you through it
Very sweet, silly aftercare
Sex is not complete until you're a giggling, sleepy mess in his arms
Fav position is anything where he can manhandle you beneath him
Yeosang
Quiet dom
But not soft
Very strict but is not loud about it
Perfect brat tamer, but isn't one (you can't rile him up—most intuitive of the members and rarely rises to the occasion)
Most of his dominant side is only seen when you're alone
Does not scold you in public
Expects you to follow the rules and does not remind you
Goes straight to punishment
You cannot catch him off guard
Knows your moods before you do
Terrifyingly calm
"Is that how we're acting today? Okay."
Likes to edge you
Loves when you orgasm as soon as his cock goes in due to overstimulation
Fucks you sitting up, likes it when you cling to him and wants to feel your tears on his shoulders
Eye contact >>>
So fucking calm it's scary, truly
Like imagine you've fucked up in public and you know it, this mf just gives you the gentlest of smiles
He likes you anxious
Sex is deceptively rough
You would not expect it but he likes it to hurt
He wants you to fight back
That grip strength is not to be taken lightly
Fav position is missionary or in a car with you in his lap
Aftercare is pretty strict, he has a routine
Bathroom, water, bed, letting him hold you
Prioritizes you afterwards since he knows he can be rough
Wants you to tell him about your day as though he didn't just rail you into next tuesday
San
Very traditional dom vibes
Does not hold back on punishments like hwa
Expect an equal amount of praise and correction, heavily values both
Big on body worship, either you on him or vice versa
Will want you to kiss his chest and shoulders and remind him how safe he makes you feel
Protective, but not possessive
Best dom for daddy issues
Will tell you he's proud of you but fuck you into the mattress a few minutes later
^ while still telling you he's proud of you
Most fair punishments, typically physical but not cruel
Spankings, being made to take it on the floor, being tied down, etc etc
Loooooves tying you up
Huge on boundaries and safewords
All the members are but San prefers constant check ins
"How are we, baby? Can you still take it? Use your words, pretty girl."
Sex lasts a loooooong time from foreplay to aftercare
Like, expect to spend an entire evening in the bedroom
Only because he loves to warm you up beforehand with a few orgasms
Loves it when you orgasm
Edging is not necessary, he wants you to have as many as possible until you're overstimulated
Follows your lead during aftercare, whatever you need
"Did so good for me. What do you need from me, baby? A massage? I can do that. Love you so much. Did so well tonight."
Will let you sit in his lap while he works
Likes it when you tease him, but won't punish you right away
Makes you wait for it
"Hi baby. Remember what you did earlier? Let's figure out how to make you say sorry without words."
Fav positions are you in his lap or lying on the counter/table
Mingi
BRAT TAMER
and loves it
Will encourage you to act out just so he can punish you
Literally begging for a reason
"Please baby. Tell me no one more fucking time. The kitchen table is right there and I'm hard as fuck."
Mean and you love it
Is going to bend you over any surface when you give him the slightest inclination that you're about to act up
Effortlessly attractive, actually unfair
Genuinely does not know how wet you are simply because he's pinning you down
Lives for his own pleasure and you're along for the ride
DO NOT think he doesn't care about you getting off tho—
—and do not let that man's mouth near your pussy if you know what's good for your health
Addicted to eating you out
Mingi demands few things of you as his sub, but allowing him to ravish your pussy is a requirement
You WILL sit on his face and you WILL cry and he WILL hold your hips so you can't squirm away while he sucks your clit and makes you cum for the third time
Uses it as both a reward and punishment
That overstimulation will have you in tears
He does not care
Sex lasts a little longer than average simply because you have to pry him off of you
Impatient when it comes to you and your attitude
Punishment is always physical
Loves to spank you for misbehaving
Not the kinkiest but probably the most hypersexual of the members
LOUD sex
Aftercare is not really organized but still very involved. Expect kisses, a very clingy man, and cuddling
Loves you with your clothes on too
Can forget to give you praise, but shows you he's proud in his own ways
"You made this? Holy shit, it's amazing. My baby can cook??"
Kissing the top of your head, just because he can >>>>
Does not scold you in public—probably has not realized you've done something that warrants scolding
Is possessive and VERY jealous
Like Hongjoong, he knows when to turn it off if you need him to be gentle with you
Wooyoung
A fucking? brat dom?
Will ignore you for attention
You can't outbrat the brat
Big on silent treatment as long as he thinks you can emotionally handle it
Very touchy feely, likes grabbing you and holding you against him
Has a range of looks to give you to tell you when you've fucked up
Hates when other men stare at you, will absolutely stare back
Loves PDA the most out of the members
Does not care if you're in public, will scold you when needed
Will also tease you just to see you squirm
Is not above things like vibrating panties when you've been acting up
Loves to use his hands during punishment or praise
Expect handprints on your ass
May as well get them tattooed on there tbh
Whiny when he wants your attention
Can sometimes be too much
"Are you okay? Was that too hard?"
Likes to make you cry
Enjoys pissing you off since you can't do anything about it
Imagine getting fucked daily by your biggest opp
"Aww, are you mad? Huh? I can tell. Cry me a river while you take this cock, baby."
a menace, tbh
Sex is kinky af
DIRTY TALK mf won't shut up as it is and rambles when he's inside you
"Take it, baby. That's it, just like that. So fucking pretty. You just open those legs when I come near, huh? An obedient little slut when she expects cock."
Not super long sex but can happen multiple times a day
Possessive and jealous
Takes lots of pictures of you
^ Doing anything
"Hold still, I'm taking a pic. Can you tilt your head? Your toothbrush is in the way."
Aftercare is forehead kisses and praise, whining when you have to get up.
Big heart, loves giving you compliments and seeing you shine
Is infinitely proud of you and will not stop telling you so
Likes to do domestic things with you like cooking
Takes you on cute little dates rather than big fancy dinners
Do NOT let him hear you talking bad about yourself
Jongho
Loves being a dom the most
Similar to San, very straightforward, traditional dom
Unlike San, has a cruel streak
Basically a combination of Hongjoong and San
He feels the best when he spoils you
Wants you to buy anything you want
Obsessed with you fr
Wants to make love to you any time he can
Will pin you down but...romantically??
Master of seduction, likes you warm and ready for him
Takes you to fancy dinners and then fucks you in the car on the way home
Loves having his cock worshipped by you
Can eat pussy but prefers seeing your lips wrapped around him
Calls you good girl more than anything
"Did you take your medicine this morning? Good girl."
Isn't jealous at all
Doesn't have to be, he knows you're his
When he catches other men staring at you he feels proud like "yeah, she's mine."
Extremely physically affectionate but only in private
Gentlemanly in public, his hand is usually at the small of your back
In private he just wants to hold you
Loves picking you up
Will pet your hair and pull you in for kisses while he asks about your day
Loves your hair btw
Like, wrapped around his insane grip while he fucks you from behind
Dirty talk
"That's it, baby. Look so pretty like this. You've been wet all day, huh? Just waiting for me to get home and make it better? How many times did you touch that pussy thinking of me?"
Not super kinky, but sex is still intense
Does like to blindfold you occasionally
Likes it when he comes home from work to find you naked in bed, where you're supposed to be
"Is this for me?" he'll ask, sliding his hand over your bare ass.
Doesn't even get fully undressed before he's inside you, he's only impatient when it comes to you
Breeding kink but AUTHENTIC. Like, wants you pregnant (only when you're ready) will probably find you absolutely irresistible when pregnant
Aftercare is whatever you need but will always include water and cuddles
Very protective of you, scolds you for being clueless at times
"Why the hell did you take an uber? You should've just called me. Who knows what kind of people are out there!"
Will get angry with you but you're literally the gem of his life, he treasures you more than anything
I’m so GOT7 coded rn. Here I go again interpreting birth charts for my own silly pleasure. Take it with a pinch of salt, ahgases. The way this sat in my drafts for over a year yet only took about an hour to finish. I refused to change the pics for the next comeback so here ya go.
THE JUDGEMENT OF THE WOLF
Artwork by Ertaç Altinöz
The last to face the Judgment of the Wolf were the two great lords at the heart of the conspiracy: Larys Strong the Clubfoot, Lord of Harrenhal, and Corlys Velaryon, the Sea Snake, Master of Driftmark and Lord of the Tides.
Im doing another promo on Twitter, this time, all NSFW couples—
I’m going to post these in separate posts instead of 1 because the ships are all over the place, but remeber that these are all commissions, so if you don’t care for the ship I’ve drawn, keep it to yourself! :)
Im so done with uni i just want to live in Winterfell and be the lady wife of Cregan. Just spend all day making clothes and coats and fucking my husband... IS THAT TOO MUCH?
The last thing you listened to? afterglow - taylor swift
What are you wearing? black leggings / black t shirt
How tall are you? 5’5
Piercings? four in each ear and t*tties (I used to have my tongue and bellybutton)
Tattoos? 6 for now
Glasses? Contacts? both I’m blind af
Last drink? water ew
Last thing you ate? oatmeal
Any pets? not anymore 😭
Do you have a crush on anyone? does ewan count?
Favorite fictional characters? too many? dany, tyrion, rhaenyra, aemond, helaena …. rebekah mikaelson, scout finch, rue bennett, steve harrington, dustin henderson, vada sultenfuss, amren, rhys & lucien from ACOTAR
A movie you think everyone should watch? what’s eating gilbert grape 💕
A book you think everyone should read? to kill a mocking bird - harper lee (I pretend the sequel doesn’t exist) and the storyteller - jodi picoult
The last place you travelled? colorado 🏔
i feel like I do a lot of tag games so feel free to not participate if you don’t want to
beware: this is my head cold/medicine induced haze version
Your name: Mili
Your sun sign: Leo
The last thing you listened to: a podcast called Kabul Falling
What are you wearing: sweatpants and an oversized t shirt bc I haven’t changed out of my pajamas all day
Piercings: two in each ear and my left ear has a double helix and a rook piercing that I just got
Tattoos: none yet but I have an appointment to get a sword on the side of my middle finger
Glasses or contacts: none required but I do like to wear blue light glasses when I’m studying or writing
Last drink: Gatorade bc I’m sick
Last thing you ate: wild rice chicken soup bc I’m sick
Any pets: two cats who I treasure more than anyone else in my family
Have a crush on anyone: one of my professors she’s a milf
Fav fictional characters: Padme Amidala (was her for Halloween 3 years in a row for the three prequel movies), Poison Ivy, Robb Stark, Cregan Stark, Jon Snow, Emily Prentiss, probably more but I can’t think of any more rn
A movie you think everyone should watch: The Green Night. I never see it get enough love as other A24 films and it’s one of my favorites
A book you think everyone should read: Three Women by Lisa Taddeo
Last place you traveled to: Montenegro. Loved it but the flight back is the reason I’m sick 😢
Your name: Most people call me Poppy but my real name is Malvina
Your sun sign: Leo
The last thing you listened to: Deutschland by Rammstein... LMAO
What are you wearing: some loose black pants and a black shirt and black socks and a black soul
Piercings: just one in each ear. i did have one more in my right ear but ive made it close itself
Tattoos: none but gods do i want a few
Glasses or contacts: glasses... i cant see shit from afar
Last drink: wotah
Last thing you ate: yogurt with some cereal and stuff. im waiting for dinner
Any pets: a dog that drives me mad but if anyone touch her ill burn this whole country
Have a crush on anyone: some celebrities, some college mates. im a hoe
Fav fictional characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter (fuck the rest of harry potter i only care about the marauders). Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Inej Ghafa, Nina Zenik, Wylan Hendriks. Cregan Stark, Aemond Targaryen, the conquerors, Aerea Targaryen, Harwin Strong, Laenor Velaryon, The Velaryon/bastards, Rhaenyra duh. Idk a whole bunch
A movie you think everyone should watch: Not much of a movie watcher but ive always adore the marvel films and both of the Black Panther movies are so special and important and beautiful.
A book you think everyone should read: here goes my red flag... The catcher in the rye by j.d Salinger
"Satisfied" - Aemond Targaryen x Sister!Reader x Aegon Targaryen II
A/N: im going to hell, from an anon request
Summary: Your brothers get jealous when you pay too much attention to Uncle Daemon and decide to teach you a lesson.
Word Count: 2,652
Rating: 18+, Minors DNI
TW: canon typical INCEST, p in v sex, anal sex, ass eating, unprotected sex wrap it before you tap it kiddos, various other things idek anymore
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.
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You’ve always been close to your two older brothers growing up. While your twin, Daeron, was sent to Oldtown, you remained in King’s Landing with most of your family at your father’s insistence, being his favorite child. Being the youngest of the family affords you a degree of freedom that you know your eldest sister, Rhaenyra, was not afforded. Something that you’re quite sure she resents you for as she meets your gaze from across the throne room.
The close relationship between you and your brothers has been the subject of court gossip ever since you turned eight and ten. Aegon, being your eldest brother, took it upon himself to take you to the Streets of Silk when you came of age, much like he did for Aemond. Only this time? He was the one to teach you personally. You still remember his husky voice in your ear, asking you to fuck yourself on his cock as he made you sit in his lap, mouthing at your breasts.
Aemond, not one to be ignored, made sure to find his way into your bedchambers soon after, telling you it was wrong to give yourself so freely to one brother and not to the other. He spent what felt like hours between your legs, bringing you to the precipice of ecstasy then denying you, stating you had not yet earned it.
And between the two of them, you’ve most certainly learned quite a few things, both about them and yourself.
Now, you stand to hear your nephew and his grand uncle’s claims to Driftmark, watching on with indifference. You bear no ill will toward the Strong boys, much to your brothers’ chagrin. In fact, in your youth, you even took a shine to Jacaerys, granting him your first kiss, a fact that to this day drives your brothers up the wall with jealousy.
But right now? Your eyes aren’t on Aegon or Aemond or Jace. Your eyes aren’t on Vaemond who is busy calling your elder sister a whore. Your eyes are solely on your Uncle Daemon. And his eyes? They’re on you too. He springs into action when his wife, your sister’s integrity is called into question, quickly severing Vaemond Velaryon’s head from his body in one clean cut from his blade. You watch with interest, while Aemond attempts to pull you into his arms and shield you from the sight, the hypocrite admiring it himself.
Later that night at dinner, once again, you find yourself unable to tear your eyes from Daemon. And you don’t want to. He doesn’t seem to notice your ogling, or if he does, he says nothing, merely sitting beside Rhaenyra and playing the part of a dutiful husband.
Your brothers may not have noticed your distraction before, your infatuation, but now? They see the way your eyes never leave his form, focused intently on his hands, his jaw, his hair, his eyes. They see you biting your lip as if to keep yourself from saying anything to embarrass yourself.
When Jace asks you to dance, he’s immediately fixed with a sharp look from your brothers and instead moves to dance with Helaena. You muse that they’d be quite a handsome couple. However, as this happens? Daemon approaches you and extends his hand. Before you can take it, Aegon is dragging you out of the dining hall, Aemond in tow, ignoring your mother calling after the three of you. You know that this is likely just going to be taken as your brothers being overprotective and wanting to keep the Rogue Prince as far from their sweet sister as possible. But you realize very soon that there is far more to it than that.
“What the fuck was that?” Aegon demands.
Oh no…
You give him the most innocent smile you can muster, “What was what, Aeg?”
Aemond turns you around and glares down at you, “You know what. Don’t play dumb, sister, it doesn’t suit you.”
“I’m quite afraid I have no idea what in the Seven Hells either of you are talking about, Aemy,” you say, turning back to Aegon, “Now, are we going to worry our mother needlessly or return to the feast?”
“So you can dance with Uncle Daemon?” Aegon scoffs, moving forward to cage you in between him and Aemond, “I think not.”
You roll your eyes, “It was just a friendly gesture. You two are being so melodramatic. Honestly, what were you thinking we were going to do after dragging me here?”
“Oh, we know exactly what we’re going to do,” Aemond looks past you at Aegon, the two sharing a secretive smile that you are not made privy to, which irks you since the three of you are supposed to share everything.
However, with Aegon in front of you, leaning in ever so slightly, Aemond to your back, you realize that the two of them might have concocted some sort of plan together. The idea of it excites you more than you care to admit.
“You’re going to ride my cock, Princess,” Aegon coos in your ear, “And Aemond is going to fuck your other little hole. Because that’s what happens to bad little girls who lust after their uncles.”
You feel your cheeks heat up at Aegon’s words, looking at him, “I… I wasn’t lusting after anyone!”
“Don’t lie to us, little dragon,” Aemond rests his chin on your shoulder, pressing himself up against your back, grinding his already hard cock against your ass, “One cock at a time isn’t enough to keep you satisfied, is it? Do you really think that Daemon can fuck you as well as us? Our dirty little slut needs to have both of us inside her to keep her satisfied, hm? Greedy little thing.”
You yelp slightly as Aemond slaps you hard on the ass, “Aemond!”
“Aemond,” Aegon imitates in a high-pitched, squeaky voice that sounds nothing at all like yours, “Take your fucking clothes off.”
“What if I don’t want to?” you snap, glaring up at him, “Just because you’re older than me doesn’t mean- OUCH!”
Aemond lands another harsh smack on your ass before pulling you back by the hair, angling your face to stare up at him, “Did he stutter, sweet girl? Take your fucking clothes off and get on the bed.”
You let out an indignant huff, undoing the bodice of your dress and grumbling to yourself about how you wish you’d been an only child. The brothers look at each other, exchanging an amused look, before Aegon lies back on the bed, tossing his tunic aside and sliding his breeches down. Aemond moves your dress down your form, slowly revealing your thin silk shift, his movements slow and deliberate.
Aegon leans forward to cup your breasts in his hands over the flimsy fabric, running his thumbs over your nipples, grinning to himself as they pebble under his touch, “So eager for us, aren’t you, little slut?”
When you don’t answer immediately, only resting your head against Aemond’s chest, Aemond presses an open mouthed kiss to your neck, biting down on your skin before speaking, “Aegon asked you a question, sweetling. Answer him.”
You look at Aegon, sitting before you in all his glory and admit, “Yes…”
With that, Aemond rips the flimsy shift from your body, pushing you forward onto Aegon’s lap so that he may disrobe as well. Aegon wastes no time in pulling you close, pressing a lazy kiss on your lips, moving down to your neck, before trailing down to your breasts.
Soon enough, Aemond is behind you again as Aegon takes one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue laving attention on it while you grip his hair, pulling him even closer. The sensation of his warm, wet tongue on your skin leaves you wanting more as his other hand rolls your unattended peak in his hand. You let out a low moan of his name, pulling him in even. You can practically feel Aegon grinning against your skin.
He pulls back slightly and grins at you, “Are you wet for us yet, Princess? Are you ready for me to fuck your tight little cunt?”
His words go straight to your core as Aemond moves to hold you from behind by the hips. One of his hands moves to snake in between your legs, his fingers sliding into your cunt with relative ease considering how wet you are from Aegon’s actions.
“Look at you,” Aemond murmurs in your ear as his finger moves in and out of you, his palm rubbing up against your clit in a way that has you leaning into his touch, begging for more, “You’re so desperate for us, aren’t you? Who’s making you feel this good? Not Daemon. Who is it?”
You don’t say anything, rather you move your hand back to wrap in Aemond’s hair, “Fuck…”
You’re jolted out of your pleasure-filled haze by a sharp slap to your cunt, making you gasp while Aegon snickers at your reaction to Aemond’s punishment, the latter speaking coldly, “Use your words, little dragon. Who made you this wet?”
“You and Aegon,” you manage to whimper as he speeds up his ministrations, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, Aegon moving his mouth back to your breasts, “Fuck, please, I need you-”
“Beg us,” Aemond demands, “Beg us to fuck you.”
Aemond slows down his movements, robbing you of your climax, making you let out a noise of protest. You look down at Aegon to see he’s also stopped, his lips pulling off of your nipples with a borderline obscene pop. You glance back at Aemond to see him glaring at you.
Swallowing your pride, knowing there’s only one way to get the release you so desperately crave, you sigh and murmur, “Please, Aegon… Aemond… I need you… I’m begging you to fuck me.”
“That’s a good girl,” Aemond whispers in your ear, “Now, take Aegon’s cock in your cunt. I need to prepare you for mine.”
You move your legs to straddle Aegon’s lap, letting out a sigh of contentment as you lower yourself down onto his girthy cock. Aegon lets out a loud groan, gripping your hips, holding you in place for a moment.
“So fucking wet, so tight,” he manages, still not allowing you to move, “Fuck…”
You feel Aemond’s large, calloused hands squeezing the flesh of your rear, his fingers dancing dangerously close to your puckered whole, “Have you been touching yourself here like I told you to?”
You nod, still sitting on Aegon, waiting for one of them to say or do something, “Yes…”
“Good.”
Aegon squeezes the flesh of your thighs and begins bouncing you up and down on his lap in tandem with Aemond pushing a finger inside your ass. You let out an unintelligible string of profanities as you begin to move your hips in time with Aegon’s. He leans forward, nipping at your still sensitive breasts as they bounce near his face as your hips slam down against his over and over, the fat head of his cock hitting you just where you need him to. And on the other side you feel Aemond’s fingers moving in an almost scissor-like motion, preparing your tight little hole for his cock.
As Aegon continues bucking his hips up into you, you’re disappointed when Aemond removes his fingers, replacing them with his…
“Aemond,” you cry out, “What are you doing?”
“Need to get you wet for me,” he smirks against your skin, his tongue delving into your ass as you continue grinding on Aegon’s girthy cock.
Aegon laughs at your embarrassed expression as you let out a cacophony of moans, feeling Aemond’s tongue slithering deep inside you, feeling things you weren’t really sure were even possible. He spreads your buttocks with his large hands, continuing his task, bringing you closer and closer to the edge until, suddenly… He moves away, leaving you feeling his absence in an almost visceral way.
You try to ignore the feeling and renew your efforts with Aegon, bouncing up and down on his cock, loving the attention he’s lavishing your breasts with.
Then, you feel Aemond’s cock poking at your ass. You feel a shiver of anticipation go up and down your spine as he runs his length along your hole before slowly but surely pushing in. You let out a yelp of pain, making Aegon lean up to kiss you, distracting you as Aegon sheathes himself inside your ass. He stays still for a moment, all three of you do, allowing you to adjust to the feeling of having both of them inside you at once.
After a minute or two, the discomfort from the stretch dulls and transforms into something else entirely. You find yourself squeezing around both Aemond’s cock and Aegon’s, wanting to continue your illicit encounter. You hear Aemond chuckle darkly as he moves forward to rest his chin in the crook of your neck, kissing your jawline.
“How do you feel, little dragon?”
You let out a soft moan in response, silently urging him to continue, which he gladly does. Aegon chuckles at the sight of you, normally so ready to talk back, completely blissed out on his and his brother’s cocks. For your part, the sensation of having both of them inside you makes you feel impossibly full in the best possible way.
They continue thrusting into you, holding you between them as if they have no intention of letting you go. Aegon’s fat cock hits your sweet spot, making you clench tighter around each of them, making both let out a grunt of appreciation. Aemond picks up his pace, the room filled with the sound of his balls slapping against the bare flesh of your ass. You bury your face in Aegon’s shoulder as he continues to nip and bite at your chest. Then, Aemond moves his finger to circle your clit, applying the slightest bit of pressure which sends you over the edge, white hot pleasure searing through your entire body to the point that you think you might have fainted.
Aegon cums soon after you, spilling his seed deep inside you, smirking to himself as he does so. Aemond, however, is not quite finished yet. He continues his movements, not moving his fingers from your clit, continuing to rub at it as you revel in the afterglow of your peak, feeling another one approaching.
“Too much, Aemond,” you mumble, slapping at his wrist, to which you only receive a sharp laugh from him and Aegon.
“This is what dirty little sluts get, little dragon,” Aemond mumbles in your ear, fucking you harder and faster, his hips stuttering slightly as he nears his own peak.
When he feels he’s nearly about to spill himself, he nods at Aegon, who mouths at your breast while Aemond pinches your clit ever so slightly. You let out a squeal of both of their names, feeling your peak wash over you again, Aemond following soon after as he cums deep in your ass.
You stumble forward against Aegon who catches you, brushing your hair out of your face, murmuring in your ear how well you did, how he and Aemond are going to take care of you and reward you for taking your punishment so well. Aemond presses a kiss to your shoulder blade, smiling when you turn around to place a kiss on his lips.
The three of your soft little moment is interrupted by the sound of… Clapping?
You turn toward the door to see none other than the cause of this whole situation. Daemon.
Smirking to himself as he eyes your naked form up and down.
“Well, boys,” Daemon drawls, speaking to Aegon and Aemond, but his eyes focused solely on you, “I think your sister deserves to see how a real man pleasures a woman. Come now, little dove. Kepa’s here.”
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"Satisfied" - Aemond Targaryen x Sister!Reader x Aegon Targaryen II
A/N: im going to hell, from an anon request
Summary: Your brothers get jealous when you pay too much attention to Uncle Daemon and decide to teach you a lesson.
Word Count: 2,652
Rating: 18+, Minors DNI
TW: canon typical INCEST, p in v sex, anal sex, ass eating, unprotected sex wrap it before you tap it kiddos, various other things idek anymore
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.
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You’ve always been close to your two older brothers growing up. While your twin, Daeron, was sent to Oldtown, you remained in King’s Landing with most of your family at your father’s insistence, being his favorite child. Being the youngest of the family affords you a degree of freedom that you know your eldest sister, Rhaenyra, was not afforded. Something that you’re quite sure she resents you for as she meets your gaze from across the throne room.
The close relationship between you and your brothers has been the subject of court gossip ever since you turned eight and ten. Aegon, being your eldest brother, took it upon himself to take you to the Streets of Silk when you came of age, much like he did for Aemond. Only this time? He was the one to teach you personally. You still remember his husky voice in your ear, asking you to fuck yourself on his cock as he made you sit in his lap, mouthing at your breasts.
Aemond, not one to be ignored, made sure to find his way into your bedchambers soon after, telling you it was wrong to give yourself so freely to one brother and not to the other. He spent what felt like hours between your legs, bringing you to the precipice of ecstasy then denying you, stating you had not yet earned it.
And between the two of them, you’ve most certainly learned quite a few things, both about them and yourself.
Now, you stand to hear your nephew and his grand uncle’s claims to Driftmark, watching on with indifference. You bear no ill will toward the Strong boys, much to your brothers’ chagrin. In fact, in your youth, you even took a shine to Jacaerys, granting him your first kiss, a fact that to this day drives your brothers up the wall with jealousy.
But right now? Your eyes aren’t on Aegon or Aemond or Jace. Your eyes aren’t on Vaemond who is busy calling your elder sister a whore. Your eyes are solely on your Uncle Daemon. And his eyes? They’re on you too. He springs into action when his wife, your sister’s integrity is called into question, quickly severing Vaemond Velaryon’s head from his body in one clean cut from his blade. You watch with interest, while Aemond attempts to pull you into his arms and shield you from the sight, the hypocrite admiring it himself.
Later that night at dinner, once again, you find yourself unable to tear your eyes from Daemon. And you don’t want to. He doesn’t seem to notice your ogling, or if he does, he says nothing, merely sitting beside Rhaenyra and playing the part of a dutiful husband.
Your brothers may not have noticed your distraction before, your infatuation, but now? They see the way your eyes never leave his form, focused intently on his hands, his jaw, his hair, his eyes. They see you biting your lip as if to keep yourself from saying anything to embarrass yourself.
When Jace asks you to dance, he’s immediately fixed with a sharp look from your brothers and instead moves to dance with Helaena. You muse that they’d be quite a handsome couple. However, as this happens? Daemon approaches you and extends his hand. Before you can take it, Aegon is dragging you out of the dining hall, Aemond in tow, ignoring your mother calling after the three of you. You know that this is likely just going to be taken as your brothers being overprotective and wanting to keep the Rogue Prince as far from their sweet sister as possible. But you realize very soon that there is far more to it than that.
“What the fuck was that?” Aegon demands.
Oh no…
You give him the most innocent smile you can muster, “What was what, Aeg?”
Aemond turns you around and glares down at you, “You know what. Don’t play dumb, sister, it doesn’t suit you.”
“I’m quite afraid I have no idea what in the Seven Hells either of you are talking about, Aemy,” you say, turning back to Aegon, “Now, are we going to worry our mother needlessly or return to the feast?”
“So you can dance with Uncle Daemon?” Aegon scoffs, moving forward to cage you in between him and Aemond, “I think not.”
You roll your eyes, “It was just a friendly gesture. You two are being so melodramatic. Honestly, what were you thinking we were going to do after dragging me here?”
“Oh, we know exactly what we’re going to do,” Aemond looks past you at Aegon, the two sharing a secretive smile that you are not made privy to, which irks you since the three of you are supposed to share everything.
However, with Aegon in front of you, leaning in ever so slightly, Aemond to your back, you realize that the two of them might have concocted some sort of plan together. The idea of it excites you more than you care to admit.
“You’re going to ride my cock, Princess,” Aegon coos in your ear, “And Aemond is going to fuck your other little hole. Because that’s what happens to bad little girls who lust after their uncles.”
You feel your cheeks heat up at Aegon’s words, looking at him, “I… I wasn’t lusting after anyone!”
“Don’t lie to us, little dragon,” Aemond rests his chin on your shoulder, pressing himself up against your back, grinding his already hard cock against your ass, “One cock at a time isn’t enough to keep you satisfied, is it? Do you really think that Daemon can fuck you as well as us? Our dirty little slut needs to have both of us inside her to keep her satisfied, hm? Greedy little thing.”
You yelp slightly as Aemond slaps you hard on the ass, “Aemond!”
“Aemond,” Aegon imitates in a high-pitched, squeaky voice that sounds nothing at all like yours, “Take your fucking clothes off.”
“What if I don’t want to?” you snap, glaring up at him, “Just because you’re older than me doesn’t mean- OUCH!”
Aemond lands another harsh smack on your ass before pulling you back by the hair, angling your face to stare up at him, “Did he stutter, sweet girl? Take your fucking clothes off and get on the bed.”
You let out an indignant huff, undoing the bodice of your dress and grumbling to yourself about how you wish you’d been an only child. The brothers look at each other, exchanging an amused look, before Aegon lies back on the bed, tossing his tunic aside and sliding his breeches down. Aemond moves your dress down your form, slowly revealing your thin silk shift, his movements slow and deliberate.
Aegon leans forward to cup your breasts in his hands over the flimsy fabric, running his thumbs over your nipples, grinning to himself as they pebble under his touch, “So eager for us, aren’t you, little slut?”
When you don’t answer immediately, only resting your head against Aemond’s chest, Aemond presses an open mouthed kiss to your neck, biting down on your skin before speaking, “Aegon asked you a question, sweetling. Answer him.”
You look at Aegon, sitting before you in all his glory and admit, “Yes…”
With that, Aemond rips the flimsy shift from your body, pushing you forward onto Aegon’s lap so that he may disrobe as well. Aegon wastes no time in pulling you close, pressing a lazy kiss on your lips, moving down to your neck, before trailing down to your breasts.
Soon enough, Aemond is behind you again as Aegon takes one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue laving attention on it while you grip his hair, pulling him even closer. The sensation of his warm, wet tongue on your skin leaves you wanting more as his other hand rolls your unattended peak in his hand. You let out a low moan of his name, pulling him in even. You can practically feel Aegon grinning against your skin.
He pulls back slightly and grins at you, “Are you wet for us yet, Princess? Are you ready for me to fuck your tight little cunt?”
His words go straight to your core as Aemond moves to hold you from behind by the hips. One of his hands moves to snake in between your legs, his fingers sliding into your cunt with relative ease considering how wet you are from Aegon’s actions.
“Look at you,” Aemond murmurs in your ear as his finger moves in and out of you, his palm rubbing up against your clit in a way that has you leaning into his touch, begging for more, “You’re so desperate for us, aren’t you? Who’s making you feel this good? Not Daemon. Who is it?”
You don’t say anything, rather you move your hand back to wrap in Aemond’s hair, “Fuck…”
You’re jolted out of your pleasure-filled haze by a sharp slap to your cunt, making you gasp while Aegon snickers at your reaction to Aemond’s punishment, the latter speaking coldly, “Use your words, little dragon. Who made you this wet?”
“You and Aegon,” you manage to whimper as he speeds up his ministrations, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, Aegon moving his mouth back to your breasts, “Fuck, please, I need you-”
“Beg us,” Aemond demands, “Beg us to fuck you.”
Aemond slows down his movements, robbing you of your climax, making you let out a noise of protest. You look down at Aegon to see he’s also stopped, his lips pulling off of your nipples with a borderline obscene pop. You glance back at Aemond to see him glaring at you.
Swallowing your pride, knowing there’s only one way to get the release you so desperately crave, you sigh and murmur, “Please, Aegon… Aemond… I need you… I’m begging you to fuck me.”
“That’s a good girl,” Aemond whispers in your ear, “Now, take Aegon’s cock in your cunt. I need to prepare you for mine.”
You move your legs to straddle Aegon’s lap, letting out a sigh of contentment as you lower yourself down onto his girthy cock. Aegon lets out a loud groan, gripping your hips, holding you in place for a moment.
“So fucking wet, so tight,” he manages, still not allowing you to move, “Fuck…”
You feel Aemond’s large, calloused hands squeezing the flesh of your rear, his fingers dancing dangerously close to your puckered whole, “Have you been touching yourself here like I told you to?”
You nod, still sitting on Aegon, waiting for one of them to say or do something, “Yes…”
“Good.”
Aegon squeezes the flesh of your thighs and begins bouncing you up and down on his lap in tandem with Aemond pushing a finger inside your ass. You let out an unintelligible string of profanities as you begin to move your hips in time with Aegon’s. He leans forward, nipping at your still sensitive breasts as they bounce near his face as your hips slam down against his over and over, the fat head of his cock hitting you just where you need him to. And on the other side you feel Aemond’s fingers moving in an almost scissor-like motion, preparing your tight little hole for his cock.
As Aegon continues bucking his hips up into you, you’re disappointed when Aemond removes his fingers, replacing them with his…
“Aemond,” you cry out, “What are you doing?”
“Need to get you wet for me,” he smirks against your skin, his tongue delving into your ass as you continue grinding on Aegon’s girthy cock.
Aegon laughs at your embarrassed expression as you let out a cacophony of moans, feeling Aemond’s tongue slithering deep inside you, feeling things you weren’t really sure were even possible. He spreads your buttocks with his large hands, continuing his task, bringing you closer and closer to the edge until, suddenly… He moves away, leaving you feeling his absence in an almost visceral way.
You try to ignore the feeling and renew your efforts with Aegon, bouncing up and down on his cock, loving the attention he’s lavishing your breasts with.
Then, you feel Aemond’s cock poking at your ass. You feel a shiver of anticipation go up and down your spine as he runs his length along your hole before slowly but surely pushing in. You let out a yelp of pain, making Aegon lean up to kiss you, distracting you as Aegon sheathes himself inside your ass. He stays still for a moment, all three of you do, allowing you to adjust to the feeling of having both of them inside you at once.
After a minute or two, the discomfort from the stretch dulls and transforms into something else entirely. You find yourself squeezing around both Aemond’s cock and Aegon’s, wanting to continue your illicit encounter. You hear Aemond chuckle darkly as he moves forward to rest his chin in the crook of your neck, kissing your jawline.
“How do you feel, little dragon?”
You let out a soft moan in response, silently urging him to continue, which he gladly does. Aegon chuckles at the sight of you, normally so ready to talk back, completely blissed out on his and his brother’s cocks. For your part, the sensation of having both of them inside you makes you feel impossibly full in the best possible way.
They continue thrusting into you, holding you between them as if they have no intention of letting you go. Aegon’s fat cock hits your sweet spot, making you clench tighter around each of them, making both let out a grunt of appreciation. Aemond picks up his pace, the room filled with the sound of his balls slapping against the bare flesh of your ass. You bury your face in Aegon’s shoulder as he continues to nip and bite at your chest. Then, Aemond moves his finger to circle your clit, applying the slightest bit of pressure which sends you over the edge, white hot pleasure searing through your entire body to the point that you think you might have fainted.
Aegon cums soon after you, spilling his seed deep inside you, smirking to himself as he does so. Aemond, however, is not quite finished yet. He continues his movements, not moving his fingers from your clit, continuing to rub at it as you revel in the afterglow of your peak, feeling another one approaching.
“Too much, Aemond,” you mumble, slapping at his wrist, to which you only receive a sharp laugh from him and Aegon.
“This is what dirty little sluts get, little dragon,” Aemond mumbles in your ear, fucking you harder and faster, his hips stuttering slightly as he nears his own peak.
When he feels he’s nearly about to spill himself, he nods at Aegon, who mouths at your breast while Aemond pinches your clit ever so slightly. You let out a squeal of both of their names, feeling your peak wash over you again, Aemond following soon after as he cums deep in your ass.
You stumble forward against Aegon who catches you, brushing your hair out of your face, murmuring in your ear how well you did, how he and Aemond are going to take care of you and reward you for taking your punishment so well. Aemond presses a kiss to your shoulder blade, smiling when you turn around to place a kiss on his lips.
The three of your soft little moment is interrupted by the sound of… Clapping?
You turn toward the door to see none other than the cause of this whole situation. Daemon.
Smirking to himself as he eyes your naked form up and down.
“Well, boys,” Daemon drawls, speaking to Aegon and Aemond, but his eyes focused solely on you, “I think your sister deserves to see how a real man pleasures a woman. Come now, little dove. Kepa’s here.”
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Warnings: Angst, eventual fluff.
Word count: ~1700
She breathes a withering sigh as her hand strokes the cold, empty space in the bed next to her. It is now the eighth night in a row that Aemond has not come to bed when she has. Sad as it is to admit, she is becoming used to falling asleep alone.
She knows that Aemond always joins her eventually; even in sleep her subconscious mind registers the dip in the mattress as he climbs in beside her at whatever godforsaken hour he has finally finished his crown duties. But then when she wakes in the morning he is gone again, rising before her to get a head start on the day. All that lingers of him is his scent and the subtle warmth of his body on the sheets. Both are long gone by the time night falls again. She misses her husband.
Deciding that she can take no more of her and Aemond being passing ships in the night, she slips out of bed and pads barefoot to the library, the space she knows he is now spending all of his evenings, evenings he used to spend with her. Her hair is loose and she is dressed only in her nightgown but she doesn't care; the hour is late and there is no one around to see her.
She pushes the heavy wooden doors open - not all the way - just enough for her to slip through the gap without causing too much of a draught or a disturbance. There he sits, her husband Aemond. His eyepatch is discarded on the table next to him, his hair though still in its usual half up, half down style is disheveled - the likely result of how many times he has run his hand over it in exasperation. He is hunched over a table littered with scrolls, furiously scribbling notes as his good eye occasionally flickers towards the papers spread out around him. He does not even register her presence.
“Aemond…” she whispers, causing his head to finally rise from his note taking as he looks towards her, his brow furrowing with concern.
“What is the matter, my love?” He asks. “You ought to be asleep by now.”
“I am missing my husband.” She purrs, stepping behind him to rub his shoulders.
“Mmm. And the realm will miss its Prince Regent and Protector, while Aegon recovers, if I neglect my duties.” He says matter of factly.
“What about your husbandly duties?” She asks, rounding his chair to face him. “I have barely seen you in over a week. You are neglecting me.”
She can sense the irritation in the flare of his nostrils and the furrow of his brow as he looks upon her, but she hopes that she can win him around. She has always managed to in the past.
She moves to sit in Aemond’s lap, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and leaning in to whisper to him. “Can your wife not provide a welcome distraction, even for a moment?”
The force with which Aemond shoves her off of his lap plants her bottom firmly onto the cold flagstone floor. She stares up at him wide-eyed. If she had thought that action cruel then the words that tumble from her husband’s lips next are a death blow.
“I have no taste for your depravity.” His voice is cool, but his tone is spiteful. “If you wish to parade around the Keep like a common whore, and believe yourself more important than the Crown, then I believe you’ve married the wrong brother.”
She flinches, her heart constricting painfully as she scrambles to her feet.
Aemond’s face immediately softens, rising from his seat to reach for her but she backs away, a soft whimper escaping her with the force of which she is holding back her tears. She runs from him, throwing open the library doors and hurrying down the hallway.
She does not return to their shared marital bedchamber, choosing instead to retreat to her own. It is a room she has not entered since her and Aemond were wed. Neither of them ever felt the need to make use of their separate rooms following their wedding night, preferring to sleep together.
There is a coldness and an overbearing sense of emptiness in the air that serves only to deepen the ache in her chest. As she lays upon the now unfamiliar feeling bed the tears finally come; hot, salty and relentless.
There is a rational part of her that knows that Aemond does not mean what he said. He is under immense pressure at the moment and is struggling to juggle the responsibilities of being both a husband and a Prince Regent. His reaction was one of frustration at feeling backed into a corner. Duty has always weighed heavily upon his shoulders.
However, knowing all of this does little to remove the sting from his words or the pain in her heart. Perhaps she should have gotten dressed before seeking him out. Maybe he really doesn’t think they are suited for each other.
The thoughts swirl continuously around in her mind as her cries turn to sniffles, before she falls into a fitful, dreamless sleep.
For a few brief moments upon awakening the next day, she forgets, and all feels right in the world. Then the room swims into focus as she drifts fully into consciousness and she takes in her foreign surroundings. It is as though a large weight has suddenly been placed upon her chest and she groans, pulling the blankets up over her head as she curls in on herself. She cannot face the day today.
When her handmaidens enter her bedchamber, offering to help ready her for the day, she dismisses them. She claims she is not hungry when she is told that breakfast is being served. She remains curled in a ball, miserable thoughts consuming her mind and breaking her own heart. She wonders if Aemond feels as broken as she does. Somehow she doubts it.
As morning bleeds into afternoon, she finally rouses herself from her bed. The ceaseless rumbles of hunger in her stomach making it impossible for her to wallow any longer.
Taking in the lack of possessions in the room - she has moved almost everything to her marital chambers - she silently curses herself and wishes she hadn’t spent all morning sending away the various servants that had attempted to tend to her.
In only her nightgown, she makes the inelegant, but thankfully short, walk from her own rooms back to the ones she shares with Aemond, seeking clothing and perhaps a bath.
She freezes at the sight that meets her as she opens the door, her heart feels as though it has leapt into her throat. Aemond sits on the bed in a sorry state. His hair is untied and he is wearing only his undershirt and breeches.
He looks up as she enters. It looks as though he has been crying. They stare at each other in silence for a few moments, neither one of them knowing quite what to say. Usually he is in council meetings at this hour of the day, she was not expecting to see him.
“I- I didn’t think you’d be here…” She finally confesses.
Aemond gives a small nod. “I have asked Grandsire to lead in my stead today. I said I was unwell.”
She has never felt so awkward or uncomfortable in her own husband’s presence before. She shifts from one foot to the other, keeping her hands clasped in front of her. “I…um…just came back to get something to wear. All of my clothes are here…at the moment.”
Aemond’s face twists in anguish at the last part of her statement. He rises from the bed, taking her hands in his. “Here is where they should stay. I am so very sorry, my love.”
Considering the heartache she has felt since leaving the library the previous night, she surprises herself when she doesn’t melt at Aemond’s words, instead she bristles with anger, yanking her hands away. “What you said, what you did to me, was terrible.”
Aemond bows his head slightly. “I know…I should never have said it. I did not mean it.”
“Then why did you say it?” She folds her arms across her chest, looking at him defiantly.
He sighs, scrubbing a hand over his face. “It has not been easy for me these past few weeks. There is so much pressure on me, acting as Protector of the Realm. My duties pull me away from you. I am only able to hold you when you are sleeping. I feel like I am failing as a husband and when you confirmed that I am…I lost my temper. I am sorry, my love.”
“You aren’t failing as a husband, Aemond, you are just busy. All I wanted was a little of your attention.”
“I am trying. Everything I do is to make you proud. The thought of holding you when I return each night is what gets me through every tedious Council meeting.”
“You hold me?” She asks, a ghost of a smile tugging at her lips.
“Every night. Except last night. When I returned you weren’t here...”
She glances over his shoulder to see that her pillows have been heaped onto Aemond’s side of the bed.
He follows her line of sight before turning back to her sheepishly. “They smelled like you…”
She huffs a small laugh and he looks at her hopefully.
“Do you forgive me?”
“I will work on it.” She says honestly. “You really hurt me, Aemond. I need you to remember I am your wife. Don’t treat me like an enemy. I am on your side.”
“I know. I never meant to make you feel like I thought otherwise. And I will spend every day proving to you that I am worthy of having you on my side.”
He steps forward cupping her cheeks and gently pressing his forehead to hers.
“We should get dressed, people will be wondering where we are.” she whispers.
“No”, Aemond murmurs, “The realm has all of me every day, but today they will not have us.”
