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@timpahura asked, [ CLEANSE ]  our muses have sex in the bathtub. 

the king leans against the porcelain of the tub, legs open wife to accommodate for the queen who is situated between his thighs. her back is against his chest, arms wrapped around her petite frame. the water is warm and inviting. sharing it with her provides a moment of intimacy that he thoroughly enjoys. he hums near the shell of her ear in satisfaction. hands gliding underneath the water, delivering feather light touches along her thighs. fingertips then dive between her legs. one digit entering her folds, then another. the other hand holds her legs open as he starts to pump in and out of her. moments pass as he continues to switch between pumping his fingers and massaging her sensitive nub, going between a quicker and then slower pace. then, earlobe is taken between his teeth and nibbled on. " turn around. i want to be inside of you. " fingers are removed from her, patiently waiting as she moves in the water to sit in his lap. he takes a hold of his hardened cock in hand before lining it up with her entrance. with one thrust he sheaths himself inside of her. a moan moving through his throat. " all those times i dreamt about fucking you, i could have never imagines how you would actually feel. gods.. "

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@timpahura asked, [ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately.  

the first time he touched her, he knew right then that he would never get enough. tasting her is like tasting a sweet wine, intoxicating and addicting. the marriage bed unlike he had expected, filled with passion and unrestrained lust. easy to love themselves in one another, as they do now. her limbs are wrapped around him, arms at shoulders and legs at hips. whilst he holds her in his arms and lap, cock buried deep within her walls. right now, the control has been handed to her. she sets the pace with movement of her hips. always in charge, a king of westeros, it was far too easy to bend to her whims. she had power over him that many desired. fingertips dig into the soft flesh of her backside, helping guide her thrusts. pleasured moans and sighs fall from opened mouth, which twists countenance into expression of satisfaction. " you could make me do anything, my queen. " he states while leaving kisses along the expanse of her neck. " give up my throne or go to war. it is all yours. all of me. " touch begins exploring, kneading at any part of her he could ger his hands on. the he begins to take back some control, grinding hips upwards. " i'm going to fuck you until your belly is swollen with the life of my children. "

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@timpahura asked, [ SENSUAL ]  for sender to slowly undress receiver,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

new garnet necklace, a deep red and silver, sits on her collarbone. a gift from lands beyond from lover. alicent always missed her when she would leave, and rejoice when she returned. the best gift being that rhaella was back by her side. though, she will admit, being spoiled with jewels was not at all bad. " how do you like it? i think it is beautiful. " form turns away from the mirror towards lover, who quietly regards her. heart begins to pick up its speed whenever rhaella slinks forward, pulling at the red dress that adorns alicent's body. the first kiss given is pressed against exposed shoulder, but mouth does not stop there. as laces are undone, more kisses are given to her back. the fabric starts to fall down her body, exposing chest. a gasp falling from her lips whenever the other moves before her and takes one breast into her mouth and then the other. as rhaella pulls down the dress the rest of the way, lips trailing across hips and then thighs. the queen reaches down to cup lover's cheek and smile softly. there she stands, bare, all except for the necklace that had been gifted. " i want to feel your tongue inside of me, my love. "

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@pulchramsolis asked, [ GUIDE ]  while one muse is riding the other,  the one being ridden takes hold of the one on top’s hips to control their movements.  + "Oh, seven, it's so much, Aemond."

pretty words fall from her mouth, only doing a good job of riling the beast inside of him that wishes to ravage her. it takes concentration to slow. small hands gripping at his hips, trying to control his tempo. he lets her for a moment, giving her a reprieve. " look at how you take me. " a growl rumbles through his chest as he glances down between them where their bodies connect. enjoying the sight of him being buried inside of her. thrusts are starting to become a little sloppier, a little harder. " you are doing so ..so good for me. " hand grips at chin, bringing lips against hers for a sensual kiss. it is filled with hunger. this, the thing that existed between them, it was so different from anything the prince has ever experienced. he wants to tell her how much she affects him, but he's never been well versed in sharing his feelings. so, he tries to do it with actions. hands grasp at her skin desperately, wanting to feel all of her. mouth leaves love bites along neck and then collarbone before he says through bated breath, " just a little bit more ..a little bit more. " he can feel himself getting close, and knows she's probably there as well. " you can do it, my dove. "

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@alexis-vaughn asked, [ SENSUAL ]  for sender to slowly undress receiver,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

he helps her off of vhagar, steady hands at her waist as she climbs down after him. they have flown and landed upon an isolated area with waterfall and various forms of greenery as the backdrop. " finally, a place where we can truly be alone. " leads her towards the water, which flows beautifully. it looked so inviting. perhaps they could.. her palm comes to his chest, then begins to unclasp the black doublet covering upper body. silently, wondering if she had the ability to read minds. attention is completely focused on her as she works at his clothes, allowing her to undress him. neck is the first thing exposed, and her mouth wastes no time in kissing at it. he tilts head to the side for her to have more skin to pepper kisses on. then torso begins to be revealed and the other moves downward, using tongue and teeth as well. he moans as she draws close towards the waistline of his trousers. " don't stop.. " command given, and followed. before too long, the prince is bare before her. it feels strange at first to be so exposed out in the open but he does not stop her. every inch feeling as if it has been loved, especially whenever her lips connect with his cock. head falls back and fingers tangle in her hair. " your lips are divine. i would love to see what else they can do. "

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@pulchramsolis asked, [ SUBTLE ]  our muses are cuddling,  sender begins to feel up receiver and tease them.  + "Do you like how this feels?"

they find themselves in a familiar position, flocking to each other's arms again. the draw was natural as if she was born to fit so perfectly against his form. she sits on his lap, arms encircled around her as if acting as shields. there is no book to act as a distraction this time. he pays attention to the sound of her steady breathing, and to the roaming touch of her petite hands. they move over the curves of his muscles, which had been formed from years of pushing body to the limits in training. at the moment, he only wears a loose shirt, without a tunic so she can feel the hardened planes of his body. the prince begins his own exploration of her curves, running down her back and then over her hips, then move upwards towards the crest of her breasts. all the while her hands now move dangerously close to where he aches for her most. inquiry is spoken and he nods before a kiss is pressed against her jawline. " if it is selfish of me to pray you never stop, i do not care. " as palm moves against his trousers, hips move upward against her, grinding through layers of skirts. " and you? how would you like me to touch you, my lady? like this? " fingertips flex around her breasts now, kneading at the flesh through her clothing.

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@roseseduce asked, [ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately. 

each time they found themselves tangling between the sheets, he was sure there was nothing else about her that could surprise him, and yet she continues to do so. they somehow find new ways to bring forth new pleasures. never finding that their sexual relationship has become habitual, as aemond once feared it would. floris was exciting and he enjoyed figuring out the little ways to make her toes curl. the prince sits on the bed, wife at his lap. they are connected in every way possible, from lips, to hips, to his cock resting inside of her. the pace of his hips, as he thrust up into her is slow. hands grip at her soft flesh, fingernails digging in, not enough to hurt, but they do leave behind marks. teeth are at her neck, nibbling and sucking at her most sensitive spot. then he feels her walls contract around his member, mouth presses against her bare shoulder moaning. hips jut upwards, cock hitting a sensitive spot. " you are taking me so well, darling. " another moan, and bite at her collarbone. " you make me so fucking weak. they do not know, they will never understand what you do to me. " words are ragged, through desire laden breaths. " tell me how i make you feel. i want to hear your voice." just as he commands her, he thrust again, making sure that a sound does come out of her pretty lips.

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@roseseduce asked, [ TENSION ]  one muse is patching up the other’s injuries which leads to intense eye contact,  lingering touches and them finally crashing their lips against each other’s.

smart mouth gets the prince into trouble with one of the wildlings, creating an argument that led to an altercation, which ended in an injury upon his person. a knife had been drawn and it cut at the soft flesh of arm. luckily, someone had stepped in before princely physique could be damaged any further. it also gave aegon a chance to throw one las punch, which landed square on the opponents jaw. it allowed him to arrogantly gloat for awhile. he sits in a tent, arm resting against her leg as she cleans the wound with a piece of cloth. form fidgets, unable to sit still. it no doubt made dressing the wound harder, though the prince hardly cared. " ow, that hurts you know. " a hiss is let out through grinded teeth. the way her fingertips tend to him is, however, more gentle than he is used to. it has been so long since aegon has been touched with the intention to be taken care of. the last time mother regarded him with love, was whenever he was no more than a babe. leg begins to bounce, nervous energy running through him, as he watches her. she is.. different than he expected. when he heard the term 'wildling women' he didn't picture someone so.. alluring. they make eye contact and a warmth spreads through him. " ow! " the prince complains again, attempting to distract from the feeling that buzzes in his chest. " you are abysmal at this. do you even know what you are doing? just give me " as he goes to reach for the cloth, the wildling leans forward and takes his cheeks between her grip, then their lips connect. violet eyes widen and hand falls limp towards lap. before he can react or even think to kiss back, it feels as if she's gone. if she wanted to steal the breath from his lungs and words from his lips, she has certainly accomplished that.

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@therogueprincedaemon asked, [ CAREFUL ]  one muse is recovering from minor injuries,  so the other takes charge and makes them stay still while they have slow,  sensual sex. 

it always worried her when he would leave, heading towards a battle that he may not win or come back from. the thought of losing him like an ice cold vice grip on her heart. for it would not just be her who could lose him, but their children as well. the prince returns with an injury and she cannot get the maestor to tell her what kind or how grave the wound was, and she didn't want to press for information, knowing that may come off suspiciously. so the queen waited until she could go see for herself. when entering his room, it feels so natural, as if coming home. " i heard you were hurt. " she cannot conceal the worry in her tone. figure moves towards where he lay on the bed, having been told to rest from what she could gather.

she sits on the edge, hand coming to rest against his. " you take too many risks. " it is a light tease, though some truth does ring out. the prince was reckless but that is partly why she fell in love with him. " i had hoped to give you a proper welcome home. " she says as she leans over him, brushing her lips against his before pressing them to his cheek instead. " but i am told you need rest.. such a pity. shall i leave you to it then? " she goes to stand, pretending to leave, before a hand clasps against her wrist. there's a light laugh as daemon's waist is slowly and carefully straddled, not putting entire weight against him.

" i want you to apologize for worrying me. " hands grip at his wrists this time, pinning them next to his head. lips brush dangerously close to his again. " you are going to lay still and i am going to take care of you. no touching, unless i say. your queen demands it. " hands move beneath the tunic covering upper torso, slowly removing it so that his chest is bare to her. soft mouth presses a trail of kisses from neck to navel and then back up again. hand moves underneath waistband of trousers, and grips lightly at his cock, removing it from the confines of clothing. palm slowly moves along his length as she finally kisses his lips. " i am going to make gentle love to you, my prince, and convince you to stay.. "

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@roseseduce asked, [ GUIDE ]  while one muse is riding the other,  the one being ridden takes hold of the one on top’s hips to control their movements.

be careful. don't get too attached. this is a mantra the vampire had to repeat since moment violet gaze laid on her. though he had an unchanging character, stubborn as well as impulsive down to his bones. staying away from her proved difficult, near impossible. it was no longer just her blood that called out like a siren song, but her heart as well. rather sentimental for the elder, but somehow she brought that out in him. one thing had led to another.. they began kissing, allowing their mouths and hands to start exploring each other, and then clothes came off and fell to a pile on the floor. aemond lay back against black satin sheets of his bed, staring up in admiration at the sight above him. floris rides him, hair loose and her face twisting into an expression of pleasure. when he had wanted to show her his dwelling, it had mainly been to show her how a real vampire lives, to satiate her curiosity. this turn of events, however, was a nice surprise. a smirk appears at the thought. " slow.. slow down, my love. " hands firmly land onto her hips. tempo of her thrust suddenly controlled with the movement of his wrists. " just like that. there you go.. " mouth widens into a smile, fangs flashing. " good girl. god, you're so delicious.. "

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Pride built in his chest as she gave in and proved him with her motions that she always would completely trust him. Sometimes he wondered in dark nights how it must feel for her with his brother, if there were moments of trust and dignity he tried to provide for her but they rarely spoke about what happened between her and the king to pay everyone the respect they deserved. A part of him was glad he didn’t have to listen, but sometimes it worsened his images that could only be broken in these moments where he felt that what they had was unique.

No, his brother couldn’t give her this. Wouldn’t make her touch herself like she did in his moment. It was the prince who gave her the confidence, who showed her ways to think of him other women never learnt about. It honored him and made him smile, but it also made him proud of his wonderful chosen queen. “I am right here.” he whispered into her ear as she replaced her hand with his own, reminding her that there was no need to fail in giving herself pleasure when he was in her reach. Never would this door be closed for her and his arms would remain open whenever she needed him, just like in this moment as his fingers started circling around her clit while his cock stroked slowly along her warm walls.

“More?” he whimpered against her neck after his lips had sank to her flesh again to nibble on her skin hungrily with his teeth. “I don’t wanna… hurt you.” Words were only stumbling when he went deep inside of her and blindly he let go of her throat to shove his hand down over her belly for protection. “Careful… stop me when it’s too much.” After a reassuring kiss to her shoulder he slowly helped her to roll over, his hand always staying on her bump as he stabilized her to raise on all fours. For a moment he had to slip out of her and let go of her clit to place one of her hands on the bed head so she could hold herself for what would come over her. Daemon had never been a careful lover, but something in him got so protective over her that it always mattered how she would feel especially when she was carrying another life of theirs.

His head leaned down to hers, sweet whispers reaching her ears as he spoke again. “Forgive me if I make us fill these walls with screams of our names.” His palm closed around hers on the wood of the bed, his rings digging into her flesh as he grabbed her hips to pull her back over his cock again. It was so easy to thrust that deep in this position and even the controlled prince couldn’t help that he moaned “my queen” loudly enough to be heard outside as he felt every inch of her closing so tightly around his manhood. There was a hunger in him that awakened a beast that only was fed by passion and just as he found the perfect angle and started to penetrate her in a quicker pace he let go of her hip to shove up her dress, marking her bare back with desperate fingerprints that dug into her skin.

His back straightened to roll his hips into her harder, to look down at her even when their hands on the beds end still entangled and hold onto each other like the last resort. She felt so good, so intriguing that it could easily drive him mad, but he would accept any madness that would come over him if it just meant he could feel her like he did in this moment while he listened to the snapping of their hips. “Say my name… please say my name when you cum for me.”

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TRUST IS COMPLETELY GIVEN . even as he states that he does not want to hurt her. " you won't. " the way he acts as her protector, as the babe's protector, only deepens desire. anyone who did not know him as she did would balk at the tenderness in which he regards her. unsure if it was true or not, but she knows his heart. it was in the right place, always. head nods upon being told to speak whenever it becomes too much. then, she is being moved again, this time to all fours. a whimper leaving throat at the momentary loss of him inside of her, but she knows he will come back.

hand is pressed against the headboard, and anticipation swells in her again. it does not escape her notice how careful he is being, and wondered if he was this way will all of his lovers? the queen loathed to think of them. his other lovers. jealousy would overcome her and then the hurt would surface. could they make him feel as she did? do they know about her? does he think of her whenever he's pounding his flesh against them? she could drive herself mad with all these questions, but now was not the time to lose herself in insecurity. if he wanted to, daemon would be with them, but he is not. he is here with her and that is more than enough to at least momentarily silence her worries.

forgive me.. he says, as if he felt any remorse at hearing her scream his name. alicent was normally a quiet lover. never a moan or a word passes her lips, until daemon is taking her, then it seems as if the sounds never stop. " you don't want to be forgiven. " there is a breathless laugh, smile forming. as hands close over her hips, she takes a breath before feeling him entering her again. when coming to his room tonight, this had not been expected. she thought perhaps he would hold her until the hour became too late. though it would have been more than fine to simply be close to him, this was a preferred alternative. the way he moans her title, it sends a chill down her spine. he was the only one who could make her never regret her title, for she so liked hearing it on his lips. a moan leaves her and then, " oh, my prince. "

something is let loose within, A WILD INFERNO . it couldn't be tamed and nor did she want it to be. head arches back at the feeling of hips snapping against her own. as he hits that perfect spot, she cannot help but allow noises to escape her. this just felt so good.. fingers grasp onto his, while other hand digs into the sheets with white knuckles. so lost in this ecstasy, the command given is almost lost on her. " daemon.. you feel so.. ah.. " own hips move back against him, trying to meet his thrusts. " daemon! " anyone walking by could hear them. it was dangerous to be so free in their affections. she, however, could not care less at the moment. a spring is beginning to tighten in her core, a warm feeling spreading throughout her.

" gods! right.. right there.. " she says as hips move in a certain way, hitting her right where she needed it most. head turns over shoulder as much as it can to peer back at him. there is a look of pure pleasure on his face. it makes her breathless to look at him, so picturesque and beautiful. " i love the way you look whenever you're fucking me. " words spoken between pants and moans. it was such a crude statement that normally would not pass between her lips, but daemon brought out something so primal within her that she did not care.

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 SOME MORE SMUTTY MEMES 

[ SIT ]  for one muse to finger the other who sits in their lap fully clothed,  keeping an arm around their waist to make them stay still. 

[ RISK ]  for one muse to drive and finger the other who is in the passenger seat. 

[ DISTRACT ]  for one muse to drive while the other gives them head/fingers them. 

[ WATCH ]  for muses to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise. 

[ SUBTLE ]  our muses are cuddling,  sender begins to feel up receiver and tease them. 

[ STILL ]  our muses are cuddling,  receiver begins to feel up sender and tease them. 

[ GUIDE ]  while one muse is riding the other,  the one being ridden takes hold of the one on top’s hips to control their movements. 

[ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately.  

[ GAZE ]  our muses are having sex in missionary and the one on the bottom tells them to slow down so they can just look at them for a few moments. 

[ DELAY ]  one muse is trying to get ready to go somewhere while the other keeps kissing them and unbutton/unzipping their clothes. 

[ CAREFUL ]  one muse is recovering from minor injuries,  so the other takes charge and makes them stay still while they have slow,  sensual sex. 

[ REVERENT ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  sender body worships receiver by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ GRATIFICATION ]  one or both muses have been pining for a while,  receiver body worships sender by kissing all over their body and giving them oral. 

[ MESS ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but sender starts to finger receiver. 

[ RESTART ]  our muses are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex,  but receiver starts to finger sender. 

[ CLEANSE ]  our muses have sex in the bathtub. 

[ TENSION ]  one muse is patching up the other’s injuries which leads to intense eye contact,  lingering touches and them finally crashing their lips against each other’s. 

[ DISCUSSION ]  for our muses to talk about kinks and figure out their boundaries together. 

[ APPROACHED ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and sender finally broaches the subject to receiver  (  feel free to add dialogue or actions  ) 

[ APPROACH ]  our muses haven’t been intimate yet and receiver finally broaches the subject to sender. 

[ SUGGESTIVE ]  our muses are hanging out and end up on the topic of turn ons,  kinks,  and what they’re attracted to. 

[ GROUND RULES ]  for our muses to discuss boundaries before trying something new in bed. 

[ OBSERVE ]  for sender to show receiver where and how they want to be touched. 

[ DEMONSTRATE ]  for receiver to show sender where and how they want to be touched.

[ LINE ]  our muses are supposed to only be pretending to be together for a mission or fake dating,  but they keep going and neither one of them is stopping which leads to them hiding away to have sex.  

[ DEBATE ]  our muses are arguing because sender is worried and overprotective of receiver,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end kissing and groping at each other. 

[ CLAIM ]  our muses are arguing because receiver is worried and overprotective of sender,  but when they get up in each other’s faces they end up kissing and groping at each other. 

[ SENSUAL ]  for sender to slowly undress receiver,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ GRADUAL ]  for receiver to slowly undress sender,  caressing and kissing every part of them they expose. 

[ SERVICE ]  our muses just showered together,  sender dries off receiver with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

[ CARESS ]  our muses just showered together,  receiver dries off sender with a towel and kisses each part of them they dry as they go. 

COMMUNICATION

❝  well,  honestly i’ve never really had sex before and was kinda hoping you would teach me.  ❞

❝  i’ve never tried that before.  but i want to,  can we just take it slow?  ❞

❝  don’t be nervous,  i’ll guide you through it.  ❞

❝  just because i’ve never actually fucked someone doesn’t mean i don’t know what i like.  we have toys for a reason.  ❞

❝  show me what you like.  ❞

❝  can we take a break?  i’m enjoying this i just need a moment.  ❞

❝  can i be on top this time?  ❞

❝  can i be on bottom this time?  ❞

❝  just relax,  lie still and let me take care of you.  ❞

❝  do you think we could try pegging?  i’ve always been kinda curious.  ❞

❝  you can blindfold me but i want my hands free if we do that.  ❞

❝  let me know if the ropes are too tight,  okay?  ❞

❝  i think i’m ready.  if you are too,  i wanna have sex.  ❞

❝  listen,  i’ve wanted to get you in bed since you first smiled at me.  but we don’t have to do this unless you’re sure.   ❞

❝  i’m ready,  but we should set some ground rules first.  ❞

❝  can you use your mouth again?  i really liked that.  ❞

❝  do you like how this feels?  ❞

❝  yes,  i like this.  can you just—  please keep doing that.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to be touched this time,  i just want to focus on you right now.  ❞

❝  i prefer to do the giving if that’s okay?  ❞

❝  i like receiving but,  if you want me to do something i will.  i want you to feel good too.  ❞

❝  you can go harder.  i’m okay,  i want you to.  ❞

❝  i don’t want to have to think or have control.  just,  do what you want with me.  if something is too much i’ll let you know.  trust me.  ❞

❝  do you need me to slow down?  ❞

❝  what can i do to make you more comfortable?  ❞

❝  i know this is really vulnerable for you,  so we can take this as slow as you need.  you’re in control here okay?  ❞

❝  can you just kiss me for a little bit first?  ❞

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@xx--ofmanythoughts--xx asked, "  i  want  to  feel  your  [ mouth / fingers ] .  "

map sits on the table, prince hunched over it with brows furrowed into concentration. sight starting to become bleary. he pushes away from the table with a frustrated huff, which might have been her first clue that he needed a break. alys comes to him, as she normally does, whenever most needed. though perhaps there was no end to needing her.. words are spoken and smirk forms on countenance. " how could i deny you, my lady? as you wish. " chin is taken underneath his thumb, tilting her head to the side, as mouth connects with the bare flesh of her neck. teeth are added. they simply graze instead of bite, but the threat is there. hands grip at her skirts and begin to pull them up. the layers were not ideal, but he figures them out sooner rather than later. fingers trail up the soft flesh of her thigh, pulling undergarments to the side, as tips teasingly brush against her core and then curl inside of her. mouth comes up next to her ear, growling. " i should make you come undone just from my fingers alone. " he begins to pump them at a steady pace, brushing thumb against her nub. " Mm.. but i want to taste you.. " a kiss is pressed behind her ear before a trail of them is left down neck, over clothed breasts, stomach, and then head moves underneath skirts and knees gently hit the ground. tongue dives between her lips, curling around her sensitive bundle of nerves, while fingers continue their movements. the pace is picked up a bit. his trousers start to feel tighter at the taste of her, so sweet and lovely.

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@timpahura asked, finger .   to  finger  my  muse + oral .   to  give  my  muse  oral

she lay bare against silken sheets, looking towards lover in awe. this had to be a dream.. delicate kisses are left on the queen's torso and then hips. " my love, " words moaned as two fingers enter her and begin their slow movements, curling and pumping in and out of her. any rational thought lost to the consuming feeling. mouth then joins where fingers move, tongue flicking and lapping at her core. hands immediately find rhaella's hair, pulling on it slightly, not too hard to hurt. " oh.. love.. " doe-eyes flutter closed as mouth opens, and pleasured moans fill the air. " your tongue feels so ..so good. don't stop. " command gently given, momentarily followed with a, " please. " she can vividly recall the first time they lay together. the queen had been a blushing mess, unsure of herself, and unsure of the ways her body could be pleasured. now, confidence felt as if it had always been there. she opens her eyes and looks down upon rhaella, growing more aroused at the sight of the woman between her legs. hips move involuntarily, grinding against the other's face, until hips are held down. " my princess.. " hand comes to cup the other's cheek, before gripping onto her chin, pulling her mouth away for a moment. " i want to taste me on your mouth. " the queen sits up a bit, letting the princess close the gap between them the rest of the way, mouths connecting. alicent uses her tongue and wraps it around the other's. while hands move down to cup the other's breasts, thumb softly moving over her nipple. " you are a dream come true.. "

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@roseseduce asked, clothed .   to  make  my  muse  come  while  fully  dressed .

a small council meeting comes to a close, and when the queen request that she stay behind, she thought nothing of it. the room was cleared out and door shut. alicent attempted to talk about the issues that had risen in the meeting, but rhaenerya shushes her by commanding she come closer. they begin to kiss one another, and it is certainly more interesting than discussing taxes. somehow, alicent ends up on the table, legs open wide and knuckles turning white from gripping at the corner of it. the other's mouth and hands work at her body, touching through the barrier of clothing that she wished were not there. however, to get undressed in current setting would not be smart, so she will take whatever is offered. her own hands wonder over the queen's physique, focusing mostly on feeling her chest. then, body starts to climb towards her peak. back is arched and small noises, of whimpers and moans, fall from opened mouth. " rhaenerya, i'm going to i'm oh gods.. " legs tremble as the feeling in her core bursts. another moan leaves her, this one she is unable to reign in. it echoes throughout the room and cheeks become heated at the thought that someone other than the woman before her heard that. alicent kisses rhaenerya's mouth as she starts to come down from her high, the action a little sloppy, until the feeling between her legs fades. " you know, the next meeting we have, i will not be able to think of anything else but how you fucked me on this table. " a light laugh is conjured. " or was that your plan all along, hmm? do you aim to distract me, my queen? " fingers entangle through the other's silvery locks and pulls her forward, taking the queen's bottom lip between her teeth and nibbling. " if so, it's working. "

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@s3ducere​  CONTINUED  from here ! 

     𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓  she can have on him  &&  perhaps apart of her teased him, touched him in a way that would elicit the reaction she wanted, so she could see for herself.    then again, it appeared that the teasing , the touching , the growing tension had been more than mutual  !   confined to control themselves among family , during a rather long dinner that stretched until the sun had gone down.   it was the hardest thing , she remembers , trying not to find an   𝙴𝚇𝙲𝚄𝚂𝙴   to slip away—perhaps she was tired or didn’t feel well which would’ve both granted them leave  &&  yet floris remained to see how far she could push him !    (   devious of her, but fun at the same time.   so interested in seeing what grants reactions , what gets the desired outcome.   what riles him up.   so long had urges like these suppressed before her marriage yet she had learned much in the passing months.   )     ;      being pulled into an abandoned room had caught her off guard the same as back being cornered against locked door.   words spoken to her before such passionate kiss make color appear against her flesh:   ❝  did i truly rile you up so badly , 𝓱𝓾𝓼𝓫𝓪𝓷𝓭 ?  dinner must’ve been agonizing.  ❞   a little tease followed by a smirk. kiss pressed to her lips as body is hoisted upward  &&  legs wrap themselves about his waist easily.   when bottom meets table one palm plants itself against dark wood  &&  the other against aemond’s neck to keep him close.   ❝   take me, then.  make me say your name. ❞   she says lowly , pressing kiss against the underside of his jaw.

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the prince was not used to getting what he wants. being a second born son meant being always seen as second, but with his wife he came first in her heart. it was the type of love always desired since he was young. one that made him feel special. there is a moment of recollection, when brother tried to flirt with floris. the king was not used to being rejected so blatantly. it made aemond grin widely whenever it happened. mind returns to the present whenever she speaks, a dark chuckle rumbles through his throat at the teasing remark. " Mm.. don't play innocent, my love.. you knew exactly what you were doing.. " how could she not know how deeply she affects him? one look or one touch was all that was needed for burning longing to be born. the thought about coming up with an excuse to leave had crossed his mind plenty of times throughout the dinner, however, he got a sort of thrill out of being teased and not being able to do anything about it. though enough was enough. when she gives him permission, the prince raises her skirts, and then undoes his trousers to pull himself free. her undergarments were pulled free and discarded. already hard from earlier, he lines up with her entrance and moves his hips against hers. hips begin thrusting, moving at faster pace and harder than the special care he usually takes when making love to her. " forgive me, if i cannot control myself.. "