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Summary: You're hired by one of the senior servants to be the nanny for Prince Maekars youngest children, but when said children grow bored one day you suggest a new game and unknowingly find yourself in a compromising position below the desk of Prince Maekar.
Your transition to nannying Maekar Targaryens children was rather smooth. You had been introduced to the children first thing one morning and they all took to the immediately. "She is not old like the other nannies." "She is much kinder too." "I think father will like her more than the last one we saw." They had said when asked why they had made a decision so quick. So after only an hour had passed since your brief meeting you had been called back and given the position of nanny.
"Must we keep going through these chapters?" Aegon complained again throwing himself against the back of his seat. "They are awfully boring."
"I know, but your father has expressed an interest in you studying this book and I do not want to fall victim to his temper."
Their father, Maekar. Gods even his name drove you mad. From what little you had seen of him you had instantly formed an attraction, tall, miserable and not one to hold his tongue were just some of the qualities that drew you to him.
"I have read the same page three times miss." Aegon sighed. "I have read it four." Rhae added and you couldn't help but smile at the children. You walked over to each of their desks and took note of what page they were on before nodding to yourself.
"Rhae, Daella you may close your books. Aegon finish one more page please to catch up with your sisters and then we will end the studying."
Aegon picked his book up again and began reading. You knew he was not taking in the words on the page as his eyes scanned rapidly across each sentence, it did not matter though, you would get him to re-read the page on the next day.
"May we play a game miss?" Rhae asked as you placed Aegons book atop the others and put them on a shelf next to your desk. "I thought you were tired of me for the day?"
"Not tired of you, only tired of reading. We have been at it since we woke this morning." Aegon spoke.
"You have not, it has only been an hour little Prince, do not be dramatic." The girls laughed as you corrected their brother making him frown slightly before his eyes lit up. "May we play the hiding game again miss? I had a lot of fun when you showed it us last week."
You were surprised that the children had never played hide and seek before, though you suppose with the little interactions they had with other children it wasn't really too shocking. You had introduced them to many new games, a lot of them you had played with your siblings as you grew up and others you had learnt through nannying for other families.
"Fine, you three may go and hide and I shall count. Do not leave the castle, I don't want people to think I have lost a Prince's children because you have strayed too far. I could not stand the embarrassment of trying to explain that to your father."
"He likes you, he would not be mad."
"He does not like me Aegon, he only tolerates me because I keep you three out of the way." You explained though when you turned around each child had a wide grin on their faces. "What are you smiling for? You should be hiding or you will ruin the game." You turned back again and began counting. The girls grabbed each other's hands and quickly took off after Aegon down the corridor.
As you stood by the window and counted your eyes drifted down to Prince Maekar who was standing in the training yard watching Aerion fighting with a Knight. You had barely spoken to Maekar, the senior servant who hired you had said you should not speak to him unless spoken to and he'd rarely interrupted the time you spent with his children. Normally he avoided the rooms you were in completely and asked his children for updates on their learnings and activities of the day instead of coming to you.
You didn't mind though. His presence was intimidating and the hushed whispers between servants of his foul temper and strength in a battle was enough of a deterrent for you. Instead you admired him from afar, he was tall, broad and despite looking constantly miserable he was very handsome. His voice was deep and commanding and even though he'd never raised it to you you'd heard it carry down the halls as he shouted at a Knight who'd pissed him off and it instantly sent a wave of heat across your face and down between your thighs.
No matter how much you wanted to speak to the man you knew it was best to keep your words to yourself for you feared that if you spoke to him you would instantly melt under the gaze of his violet eyes and stern expression.
"Do you often stare out of the window for this long?" A voice dragged you from your thoughts and you quickly shot around to see Prince Baelor standing in the doorway. He stepped towards you as you offered a quick curtsy and tried to block the view before he could see out of the window but it was futile. Baelor stood taller than you and from his height he could see his brother commanding Aerion in the yard and smirked once he realised what you had been looking at so attentively.
"Forgive me my Prince, but I am playing a game with the children, I must go find them."
"Ah yes, hide and seek, I am familiar with it. Would you like some advice?"
"I do not want to know where they have hidden, that would defeat the purpose of the game." You replied and he chuckled softly. "No it is not that, when it is your turn to hide go to the furthest room at the end of the hall. They won't find you in there and you will surely win the game."
"Thank you for the advice my Prince, I must be off before they get restless." You replied and quickly bowed your head before sprinting out of the room. Baelor turned back to the window and looked down at his brother, a wide smirk gracing his face.
You'd found Aegon first, he was not hiding far from the room you had been teaching them in. "You only found me because you were taking far too long with counting that I had to talk to myself to prevent boredom."
"No you are just not very good at hiding, I said you should not leave the castle, not hide down the corridor from me. Come let us find your sisters and then I will show you all how to properly hide."
It did not take long to find both Rhae and Daella, they were curled into the wardrobe of their room together and failing to stifle their laughter as you and Aegon entered the room and quickly swung open the doors to their hiding place.
"Now that I have found you all it is my turn to hide. Make sure to count to fifty so that I have enough time to hide from the three of you. I will stick to our rules and will not leave the castle but please take your time going down the corridors, I don't want you falling over a loose stone again." You said but made a point to look at Aegon as you had spent an hour washing his knee after your last game of hide-and-seek after he'd fallen over.
They all turned their backs to you and began counting. You were enjoying playing this game with the children and despite wanting to let them win as it would be the right thing to do you decided to take prince Baelors advice and head down the darkened hallway to the room at the far end.
You had never stepped down this hall before, the senior servant said to stay away, but surely if Prince Baelor said for you to hide down here that it must have been ok for you to do so. The corridor carried on to a curve but when you peered down you could not see anymore doors aside from the one that you stood in front of so you quickly opened the door and stepped inside making sure to close it quietly behind you so that the sound would not echo back to the chambers of the children.
It only took you a few steps into the room before you realised it was the chambers of Prince Maekar. His heavy armour was settled over a rack beside a desk that was littered with papers. You should not be in here, surely you had made a mistake because Prince Baelor would not have sent you to the chambers of his brother.
Moving back to the door you quickly grabbed the handle but stopped turning it when you heard the sound of three pairs of footfalls running past the door. "No Aegon." Rhae whined. "She would not be in father's chambers I'm almost sure of it."
"We should still check to be sure." The boy protested and reached for the handle, you felt it move slightly under your palm. "Father will be mad if you knock his armour over again. Let us check down the hall and then we can come back around again." Rhae argued and a moment passed before you felt Aegon release the handle.
Once the sound of the children running away had gone you believed that it was safe to leave the room. Unfortunately for you, there came the heavy footsteps of someone else approaching the room. You panicked and believed that these had to be the steps of the Prince himself, if you left his room he would catch you but if you stood behind his door when he opened it that may just lead to a worse outcome. You quickly scurried around the room and looked for somewhere that would hide you sufficiently.
Unfortunately, the only place that was both nearby and would be quiet was his desk so you quickly threw yourself underneath it and hoped that maybe the Prince would be in and out of his chambers. "Fucking hide and seek." Maekar muttered when he entered the room slamming the door behind him. "All the things to do and she wants to play fucking hide and seek."
He sat down in his chair and pulled himself closer to the desk forcing you to back up even more so his long legs wouldn't hit you. You could hear him writing, occasionally letting out a few curse words here and there as the quill dragged along the paper above you with such a ferocity that you were sure the tip would break off.
You hoped he would finish his letter and leave but when it seemed like he was nearly done you heard a knock on the door. "What?" Maekar shouted and the door to his chambers opened.
"The children want to know if you have seen the nanny." A familiar voice called out, that of Prince Baelor. You wanted to step out, to ask the Prince if this was in-fact the right room he had suggested for you to hide in but that would obviously be an incredibly stupid thing for you to do.
"What makes you think I have seen the nanny?" Maekar groaned rubbing his hands through his hair and Baelor laughed. "You always have eyes on the nanny."
"I do not."
"You do."
Great. You thought. Now they are bickering like little children. You had to stop yourself from letting out an audible groan and drawing their attention to your position. "I suppose I should leave you now brother, do let the children know if you happen upon their nanny." Baelor spoke and Maekar only scoffed in response.
Unbeknownst to you, when Baelor turned to leave he had seen a small piece of your dress poking out from underneath his brother's desk and that was when he had put two and two together. You had listened to his advice and gone to the room he spoke of. Of course you did not know it was that of his brother's but he did and now there you were, tucked underneath the desk of his youngest brother who appeared to be completely oblivious to your presence.
"Oh." He added as he walked back to the door, a smirk still plastered on his face when he rested his hand on the smooth metal handle. "Try not to get too carried away when you think of the nanny, I do not want to explain to another servant that you are not whining out in pain."
"Shut up." Maekar scoffed and shook his head at his older brother when he left his chambers. The silence that fell upon the room when Baelor left was horrendous. You had to cover your mouth with your hands in fear of Maekar hearing your breaths as he remained seated at the desk. He hadn't picked up his quill, or shuffled through papers, he just sat there in silence and sighed to himself.
You'd thought that perhaps he had fallen asleep, his breaths had deepened and he was no longer letting out little curse words here and there. That was until he sank down in his chair and hurriedly undid the belt of his trousers. Your eyes widened when you realised what he was doing, a deep heat settled on your face when Maekar freed his cock in front of you.
You stifled a gasp when you saw it. His cock was long and thick, his large hand fit perfectly around it and you couldn't help but look down at your own as you watched him. It was already hard-hard when he pulled it out but now as he sat there, slowly stroking, it began to harden.
Closing your eyes you listened to the sound of skin on skin as he began to stroke himself faster. Your eyes shot open when you heard him spitting followed by the wet sound of his other hand, now wet with spit, taking over the movements. "Ah fuck." He moaned, his voice deliciously deep as his chest heaved with every rough jerk of his cock.
You'd kept quiet this whole time, so quiet. But then he moaned your name. Not the title given to you of nanny, but your actual name that you thought he never learned. A moan escaped your lips and you quickly threw your hands over your mouth and squeezed your eyes shut hoping he didn't hear you.
But he did. Of course he did.
You heard the soft thwacks of skin on skin stop followed by yet another painful silence. Maekar pushed his chair back, the sound of the wood scraping on the floor causing your ears to ring and soon a hand wrapped around your arm and you were dragged from under the desk, your knees scraping across the floor as he pulled you to his knee.
"What the fuck are you doing in here?" He spoke through gritted teeth, his grip on your arm would no doubt leave a bruise. "Speak woman."
"I was playing with the children my Prince. I did not realise these were your chambers until I heard you coming down the hall. I had to hide. I did not see anything I swear." You lied. His thick cock was all you could think about. It didn't help that it was still standing to attention, bulbous head leaking pre-cum that had smeared across his doublet leaving a thin white streak.
The hand that had not been stroking his cock gripped your chin and he tilted your head up forcing you to look at him. "You." He spoke, voice lower now and brows furrowed when he realised it was you he had caught. Your chest heaved against his knee as you swallowed hard.
You tried to pull away from him but he grabbed your face harder, his fingers digging into your cheeks as he kept you pressed against him. You did not know where to look. If you looked up you'd meet his eyes peering down at you, if you looked ahead you would be staring at his cock and with his grip on your face you could not look down. You tried to close your eyes but he squeezed his digits against your face making you open them again, your gaze instantly meeting his cock once more and lingering for a moment too long.
"Stop gawking woman. Have you never seen a cock before?"
"I do not mean to stare, you are just so close. I do not, I cannot look anywhere else." You stammered out an excuse to him, tripping over your words as you tried to form the right sentence to explain the looks you had given him. You were nearly drooling at the mouth as you flicked your gaze from his face down to his cock and back up again.
It felt like hours had passed from when he first looked down at you.
"You may leave if you wish."
You pondered his words for a moment and finally decided to speak your mind. "What if I do not want to leave?" Your breath caught in your throat as you spoke to him softly. You carefully moved onto your knees and rested your hands on his spread thighs. "What if I wish to taste you my Prince? Will you allow me?" You looked up to him with a pleading expression on your face keenly awaiting his answer.
Maeker stared down at you and you watched as he began to stroke his cock again, this time keeping his eyes fixed on yours as he tightened his grip around his shaft. You took that as your cue to lower your mouth to the head of his cock and suckle it causing a deep moan to fall from his lips.
He continued stroking his cock as you lapped at the swollen tip, his fist occasionally tapping you on your chin. You batted his hand away when it struck you for a fourth time and quickly replaced it with your own stroking at the same rhythm Maekar had used on himself.
"Gods woman, your mouth is divine." He spoke and you released a seductive laugh around his cock. You took more of him into your mouth now and fought the need to gag when his tip grazed the back of your throat.
"Need more spit." You spoke after letting his cock fall from your mouth earning an irritated groan to fall from his lips before Maekar looked at you with a puzzled expression. You did not give him a verbal explanation, instead you opened your mouth wide and stuck out your tongue. "Dirty bitch." He said before allowing himself to indulge, he leant forwards, gathered up his saliva from his mouth and spat it directly onto your tongue.
You returned your mouth to the head of his cock and let the mixture of spit run down the length lubricating it so you could continue to take it with ease. Lifting one large hand, he laced it through your fair as you sucked him and surprisingly he didn't force your head down. You felt his fingers flex with anticipation against your scalp when his breaths became faster and soon he was releasing his thick seed into your mouth and down your throat.
Swallowing first you allowed his cock to fall out of your mouth once more and flicked your tongue over your lips to collect the remaining cum that had gathered. You looked up to the Prince, his eyes were closed and his chest heaved with each breath he took as he tried to come down from his high.
He was so distracted in fact that he did not feel you moving away from him and standing on shaking legs, cunt dripping with want. "If you'll forgive me my Prince, I have a game that I need to finish. Do let me know if you require any further assistance." You spoke and before he'd even opened his eyes and mouth to reply you were gone, and there he sat trying to catch his breath, his cock soft against his belly as he stared at the door which you had closed.
