— summary: Everyone talks about how Aegon the Conqueror married one sister out of duty and the other one out of desire. Unlike his ancestor, Prince Jacaerys Velaryon wants to marry both his aunt and his cousin out of love.
— pairing: Jacaerys Velaryon x Targtower!reader x Baela Targaryen
— type: smut
— word count: 1.3k
— chapter's warnings: sub!reader, dom!Jacaerys, dom!Baela, Targcest (nephew/aunt & cousin/cousin), threesome FFM (female/female/male), throuple, corruption kink, vaginal sex, doggy style position, oral sex (female receiving), cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, scissoring, creampie, overstimulation, secret relationship, aftercare, reader is Alicent's second daughter, mild hurt/comfort, kinda fluff too, canon divergence (No The Dance of the Dragons), porn with plot. no use of y/n, english is not my first language.
— author's notes¹: I'm not a Jacaela shipper, but I had the idea for this shortfic months ago and I posted it originally on my first banned blog. Also, don't worry cuz this story won't be a love triangle, the characters are a throuple, the three of them love each other equally, they just have different dynamics between them.
— author's notes²: Out of Love is a mini series involving Targcest, throuple and forbidden love.
— author's notes³: Each chapter will contain its own trigger warnings.
— author's notes⁴: If you want to be tagged for the next chapters, tell me!!! <3 <3
— crossposting: AO3
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You were on Jacaerys's bed for the third time that week, enjoying the carnal pleasures that he and his betrothed were willing to teach you.
Ever since Rhaenyra succeeded to the Iron Throne and the entire family was forced to get closer, you had become almost inseparable from your nephews and cousins — which had deeply irritated your mother and your brother Aemond, although you did not mind so much, because at least you could have some true friends.
Surprisingly, both the crown prince and Baela showed an intense interest in you, something that was wrong — at least in the eyes of the Seven —. You tried to protest at first, denying their advances and saying that you were saving yourself for a future marriage. All that resistance fell apart when you caught them having sex during a random afternoon. The sight of Baela riding on Jacaerys's cock, her breasts bouncing right in front of his face as he grabbed her hips to help her move even faster... It was too much for you, and you did not even try to hide your accidental presence there.
After that day, the couple dedicated themselves to showing you a lot of sexual things that could be pleasurable for you and would not take your maidenhead — since you were afraid that you would not get a propitious betrothal if you were not a virgin anymore.
On that night in question, Baela was eating you out and Jacaerys was fucking her from behind at the same time.
"Mmm, you feel so deep inside me, Jace..." Baela moaned when Jacaerys fucked hard, hitting that most sensitive spot.
"Yeah, love? So deep inside your tight cunny?" Jacaerys grabbed her hips for more intense thrusts, growling when she shook her ass to tease him. His attention turned to you as he saw you squeezing your own breasts and enjoying Baela's full lips sucking on your clit. "Is Baela making you feel good, sweetheart?"
You opened your eyes and stared at Jacaerys behind his betrothed, who was between your spread legs. "So good... She is so good." The sweet, trembling praise made Baela chuckle, sending a tingle through your bundle of nerves.
Speeding up his movements, Jacaerys slapped Baela's ass once, tilting his body down so he could grab her curly, white hair and push her a little further against your cunt.
Baela gasped in pleasure, because of the rough thrusts and the sweet taste of your juices soaking her face. Sensing that Jacaerys was close to the high, she wiggled her ass again against his groin and increased the stimulation on his cock. "B-Baela... Fuck, love, I am going to cum.” Jacaerys's moan sounded like a whimper and he almost felt ashamed of himself. However, despite his desire to cum on your breasts or your face, he remembered about the same perversion shared by the three of you. Then he grabbed both of Baela's buttocks one last time before spilling his seed inside her tight cunt.
The princess hummed at the delightful feeling of Jacaerys's cock throbbing and filling her insides with dense, warm spurts.
The poor boy barely had time to recover, pulling himself out and lying on the other side of the bed, his head aching a little bit from the pleasure. He looked at his seed dripping from Baela's entrance, giving a weak smile and taking a deep breath at the sight of her purplish inner lips.
Lying there, Jacaerys rested while Baela sat up, only to fit her legs over yours right away. A whine escaped your lips at the sticky sensation of Baela's cunt on you, Jacaerys's cum making everything slippery.
She held one of your legs to keep them wide open, lips parted and brow furrowed, a clear demonstration of how aroused you were making her feel. One of your hands went up to her breast, the soft weight in your palm sending shivers down both of yours. "Baela..."
"I am close too, darling..." She whispered, biting the lower lip as she heard your needy whimper. Rolling her hips back and forth, Baela arched her head back, moaning loudly when your two clits rubbed against each other.
The chambers filled with the wet sounds of your cunts and the ones of pleasure as you both reached the climax. Baela's hips stuttered, but she kept moving them so she could prolong her high, stopping only when she heard your whimper and realized that you were already too overstimulated.
"She will have to go back to her private chambers in a few hours..." Baela whispered, stroking your silver hair while you slept snuggled against Jacaerys's sweaty chest.
The crown prince clenched his jaw, looking at your sleepy form. You seemed so serene like that, together with them, resting after experiencing one more hint of the pleasure they were capable of giving you. It was not fair that you had to sneak out of there and leave them so soon.
It was not fair that you had to leave them.
Noticing the silence of her cousin, Baela gossiped with a tense tone: "Rumors are running through King's Landing. You know... They are about the fact Alicent is probably considering a betrothal between her and Daeron."
There was no surprise on Jacaerys's face, but rather anger. He knew about the rumors and he also knew that you had plenty of suitors from other Houses too, all of them interested in a political alliance. You were beautiful, young, fertile and with your maidenhead intact, besides being a Targaryen princess. Any single lord in his right mind would try to have a chance.
That did not make the situation any easier to overcome. "I do not want this to happen. And I know very well that you do not want that either."
Baela remained quiet for a few moments, her heart warming seeing you and Jacaerys cuddling in his bed, the after-sex smell making her aroused for the second time in that night — though she was not going to say anything about it, considering everyone was exhausted and Jacaerys were quite tense, just like herself.
The last thing Baela and Jacaerys wanted was to have to end whatever was going on between the three of you someday. The idea of you marrying someone else, really falling in love with your future husband, or at least being forced to be faithful to him panicked them...
They wanted you. They needed you. They loved you too much to let you move on any time soon.
“I could try to convince my mother and then marry both of you.” Baela raised an eyebrow at Jacaerys's words, clearly not shocked by the prince’s impulsive decision. He seemed to realize that too, because he immediately frowned, all frustrated. "Do not give me that look, love. I would not be the first Targaryen man to do something like that. Aegon the Conqueror married both of his sisters. Maegor the Cruel had six wives."
"Well, that is the problem. One of them was a conqueror and the other one was a tyrant. It is not like the Court would accept something like that these days.” She did not add the fact that he being considered a bastard by the Realm was already enough of an obstacle that his legitimacy as heir might be challenged at some point. He understood what she thought without her even having to say it, though he did not want to admit that she was right. "Being the next king and queen does not give us the freedom to have our every wish granted, Jace."
Jacaerys sighed, too tense for his own good, closing his eyes and trying hard to keep the mind free of melancholy or angry thoughts. Just as he was about to fall asleep, Baela drew his attention back. "I suppose we can at least try, though.”
