aemond targaryen | relationship headcanons .ᐟ
SFW —
♱ when you first meet him, aemond is very closed off and not looking for a relationship. he's willing to do his duty and marry whatever highborn girl his mother chooses for him. but he doesn't see love as something that's in the cards for him. until you spend more time together and he gets to know you and your pure heart.
♱ it's clear aemond has some emotional baggage, stemming from his childhood when his family and others close to him would pick on him for being different. he's initially afraid you'll do the same, even now that he's all grown up. but he soon comes to find that you're incredibly sweet, probably the sweetest person he's ever met.
♱ aemond's main love language is quality time. he loves spending time with you, whether that be sitting together and reading at night or making sure you attend his training sessions so he can see you while he practices.
♱ this goes hand in hand with the previous point, but aemond is very protective of you — that's another major reason he loves having you around; seeing as you're so sweet, he likes to keep an eye on you. you are his princess, his most precious jewel, and he'll be damned if he lets anything bad happen to you or another man put his hands on you.
♱ your relationship with aemond is riddled with constant check-ins; he's always grabbing you close and making sure you're comfortable. at balls or galas or large family dinners, you can count on his large hand placing itself on your shoulder or thigh, his breath in your ear asking if you're alright, if you'd prefer to leave or at least head outside for some fresh air.
NSFW —
♱ this latest episode clearly established that aemond leans on the submissive side when it comes to sex.
♱ he is incredibly touch-starved, never having been one to frequent the city's pleasure houses like his brother. his favorite nights are when he lies in bed, exhausted from a tough training session, and you offer him a massage that very quickly turns into a teasing handjob.
♱ another of his favorite things to do with you — and for you — is to tug you to the edge of the bed while you're still clothed, shove the folds of your dress up, and devour your cunt. he loves for you to run your fingers through his hair while he eats you, scratch gently at his shoulders, tell him what a good little prince he is for pleasuring you so well.
♱ though at times he prefers when you sit before him, bare from the waist down, leg slung over the arm of a chair as you spread yourself open for him. you give him permission to look all he wants, but not to touch, as you rub teasingly at your own clit. his nose but a hair's breadth away from your weeping slit as he strokes himself and begs to taste you.
♱ as embarrassing as it is for him to admit, he adores when you fuck him amazon style. it always makes him feel so small and submissive to have his legs pulled back while you hammer yourself down against him. the ache in the backs of his thighs the following day in the training yard serves to remind him just who he belongs to.
♱ kisses are another thing he absolutely dies for. kiss him any and everywhere. on his face, his shoulders, his stomach, his legs. nothing makes him melt faster than your feather soft kisses coupled with your praise about how beautiful his body is.
