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can we please get mommy melisandre x fem!reader... reader as her apprentice, melisandre luring her into her chambers and saying its only what the lord of light wants 🤗
ciao, amore — melisandre x fem!reader
authors note: thank you for the request anon! was so happy to finally have a game of thrones request 😫
summary: all you wished was to please. please the lord of light, and be one of his devout followers. and lady melisandre, who you came to admire, knew of a way to show your devotion. and who were you to say no?
warnings: NSFW 🔞, fingering (reader receiving), a bit of power play, manipulation, religious ideology
word count: ~1.3k
THE HALLS OF DRAGONSTONE ARE QUIET AND DARK. but what were you to expect, this was dragonstone after all. a dark castle on an island in blackwater bay. the whole place gave off this eerie and grim vibe. black stone created the castle and carvings of dragons were present in every single hallway and wall. not to mention, the loud thunder and crackling of lightning went on outside.
your head was held high as you walk through said halls. your red robes swayed from side to side, the click clacking of your shoes on the floor ringing out. you pass by servants and guards, all of them looking at you with confusion and small fear, yet you don't pay any mind.
after all, lady melisandre asked you to meet her in her chambers. and you weren't going to say no, you were her apprentice after all. following in her footsteps in being a red priestess.
your path to this life was unexpected. you, like many of the people in westeros, grew up following the faith of the seven. and you grew up devout, constantly going to the sept to pray for the mother and the maiden. or at least, you appeared devout.
because there was always a little voice in your head every time you lit a candle for the maiden, the mother, the father, or whomever it was. there was that small little voice, questioning your faith. questioning whether your prayers were even being heard. because they didn’t feel like they were being answered.
that was until she came into the picture. the moment you saw her, side by side with king stannis baratheon, you felt a tug towards her. maybe it was because of her stunning appearance. the deep copper color of her hair, the unsettling nature of her eyes, her stunning figure always clad in red. just seeing her made you weak in the knees.
or maybe because it was that voice of hers. commanding, deep, having every one turn to pay attention to her. maybe it was when her eyes met yours, and you can see something flash in her eyes.
you remember her coming up to you, and talking to you about r’hllor. the lord of light. she looked into the flames, and told you about her visions. told you that the lord of light saw you, and a future for you. and just like that, you abandoned the seven, and began the process of dedicating your life to r’hllor. and to lady melisandre.
you make it to her chamber doors, secluded from where the other chambers in the castle were. there was no one near. no guard, no servant, no guests. nobody dared to go near her chambers.
you take a deep breath in, straightening up your posture. you knock on the wooden door. knock, knock, knock. and thats when you hear her voice. “enter.”
you walk in, gently closing the door behind you. you bow your head, “lady melisandre.” you look back up, and can feel your breath hitch up when you see her. she was dressed in that red silk gown, no cloak or robe to cover. the gown fit her figure like a glove, highlighting every single curve of hers. you force your eyes to go back to her face.
“(y/n)...” she says slowly, her voice deep and smooth like the sweet wines made in the reach, “come closer.”
you gulp, your legs walking closer to where she was. you stand in front of her, your eyes meeting hers.
you watch as she begins to circle you, her eyes looking up and down your figure, with something you were unsure what to call in her eyes. but it felt both heavy but also light. both scrutinizing yet almost admirable.
she tilts her head, giving you a small smile before turning around, facing the flames behind her. “the lord of light…he is pleased with you sweet thing…”
your cheeks redden a little, as you walk over to where she is, you yourself staring into the flames. “i am glad, for i am eager to please him. eager to spread his truth.”
she just hums. “and what of me?”
your eyebrows furrow, your gaze turning from the flames to her. the soft orange light making her hair and gown seem even brighter. “what of you, my lady?”
her eyes still look into the fire. “are you eager to please me as well?”
you gulp and nod. “of course i am.”
she finally turns to look at you, the smile still on her face. though there's something dark in it, something that instills fear and thrill inside of you. you watch as her hand reaches up, taking a strand of your hair and twirling it around her slim fingers. “good…do you trust me? trust in my visions? trust in the lord of light?”
you shiver at her words and touch. your head immediately nods. “yes.” and you did. you truly did. you yearned for her devotion to r’hllor. yearned to have the lord of light choose you.
she hums again, as she closes the distance between you two. her face grows closer to yours, your breaths mingling together. “good.”
and with that, her lips lock onto yours roughly. a sound of shock and surprise escapes your throat. her arms wrap around your body tightly, not letting you pull away. her feet lead you over to her bed, pushing you down to lay.
your back hits the feathered cushions, as your lips finally kiss her back. its a rough kiss. not like one of those chaste ones you had shared with others in your youth. this was almost animalistic. all teeth and tongue.
her hands run through the curves of your own body, almost in a way of ownership. her hands squeezed where she could. your body felt weak under hers, letting go in submission.
her lips travel down to your jaw and neck, kissing and softly sucking at the flesh. and at the same time, you feel her hand move under your gown, and rubbing against your underclothes. you gasp at the touch. “l-lady mel--” you start off, but she cuts you off.
“shh sweet thing. its what the lord of light wants.” her hands push the cloth away, hovering over your glistening sex. she places a small kiss on your cheek, as you feel two of her fingers push past your folds.
your head is thrown back in pleasure, as she begins to thrust her fingers into you, slowly but deeply. breathy moans leave your mouth, and you feel her smirk against your skin. “thats it, there you go. eager to please our lord, eager to please me.”
there was something so overwhelming about her. the way she made you feel was unlike how anyone else had ever made you feel. it was powerful, and made you feel small. your moans grew louder when her fingers sped up, as well as she added a third finger.
the sound of your moans echo in the room. mixed with the crackling in the fireplace, the crackling of the thunder and lightning outside, the heavy rain being heard hitting the castle.
her gaze on you is so intense, it adds another layer of pleasure to you. the pleasure becomes grander, a knot tightening in your stomach. melisandre notices this indication to your orgasm, and you can feel her fingers curl inside of you, hitting a sensitive spot inside of you that makes you cry out.
your back arches off the bed once more, a cry leaving your lips as your orgasm hits. your thighs shake from the impact, your mind hazed with arousal.
she chuckles and kisses you again, her fingers continuing to thrust into you, yet slowing down when you start to come off your high.
she smiles triumphantly down at you. “the lord of light is pleased with you.”
Melisandre is attentive but unconventional. Her aftercare might involve R’Hllor rituals that you’re unfamiliar with, but she always ensures that you feel cherished.
B = Body part (favorite body part of their partner's)
Melisandre admires your eyes, seeing them as windows to your soul and a reflection of your devotion. She's also drawn to your hands, appreciating their power and/or gentleness.
C = Collar (do they mark you as theirs in some way?)
While she will mark you up, she doesn’t use that as a way to show you’re hers, though she does make it clear that you belong to her in more symbolic ways, ways more noticeable to those who may wish to steal you away from her.
D = Dominant (who is in control? are they a top or bottom?)
Melisandre is undeniably dominant. She commands the moment with an aura of control and reverence, making her presence almost worshipful. But she is just as able to take on a more passive role if that’s what you’d like of her.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)
Extremely experienced. Melisandre has lived for centuries and uses her wisdom to ensure you feel perfectly satisfied. She's skilled and confident, with a sensuality that feels somewhat otherworldly.
F = Fuck (do they prefer to fuck or make love?)
It depends on her intent. If she's driven by passion, it leans toward making love in a way that feels deeply spiritual. But if it's fueled by urgency or purpose, it's raw and intense.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
She is deeply serious in the moment, viewing intimacy as a sacred act. There's little room for humor or lightheartedness.
H = Hot (what turns them on, gets them going)
Devotion and vulnerability turn her on the most. Seeing your willingness to submit to her or share your deepest thoughts and desires ignites her passion.
I = Insatiable (how do they act when they're desperate to have you?)
When desperate, Melisandre is intense and unrelenting, her usual calm replaced by a fervent hunger. Her touch becomes commanding, and her words drip with urgency and reverence.
J= Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Melisandre likely views masturbation as unnecessary, given her confidence in finding a partner or using her spiritual connection to channel her desires. If she ever indulges, it's purposeful, possibly tied to her rituals.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Melisandre enjoys power dynamics, particularly when you submit to her authority. She's also drawn to sensory experiences, such as candle wax, silk bindings, or the feeling of heat.
L = Location (favorite places to have sex)
She prefers places with a sacred aura, like near firelight, in secluded temples, or atop high towers overlooking the land. The setting must evoke passion within her.
M = Mood (what's the foreplay like? how do you get them in the mood?)
Foreplay with Melisandre is slow and hypnotic, involving lingering touches, and whispered words. It’s often long and almost a ritual in and of itself.
N = Naked (how do they undress? do they like to watch you undress?)
Melisandre undresses deliberately, making every movement feel like part of a performance. She loves to watch you undress as well, savoring the vulnerability and anticipation of what’s to come.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
She's skilled at giving and enjoys the control it offers. However, she deeply appreciates receiving, as it aligns with her love of being worshipped.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Her pace varies with the moment. Often, it's slow and sensual, drawing out every sensation, but it can become intense and fervent when passion overtakes her.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Melisandre doesn't favor quickies, as she prefers intimacy to be deliberate and meaningful. However, if the situation calls for it, she ensures even a quick moment feels charged and exciting.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
She's open to experimentation, though there isn’t much she hasn’t tried. Risks excite her, but are certainly not a necessity for satisfaction.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Her stamina is remarkable. She can go for multiple rounds and doesn't tire easily, though she always ensures your needs come first.
T = Tryst (are they into casual sex or one night stands?)
Casual sex isn't her style unless it serves some kind of purpose. She values connection and intention in intimacy, making one night stands rare for her.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
She's a master of teasing, using her voice, touch, and even her presence to leave you longing for more. She enjoys drawing out the anticipation for as long as you’re able to take it.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Melisandre is vocal but not loud, using soft moans, gasps, and murmured praises to express her pleasure. Her voice carries an almost hypnotic quality that makes it all the more arousing.
W = Wait (how long do they wait before having sex with their partner for the first time?)
She waits until the moment feels significant or right to her. Timing is everything for her, and she won't rush.
X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)
Melisandre's body is flawless and ageless, maintained by her connection to R'hllor. Beneath her robes, her figure is captivating, with an almost supernatural glow to her pale skin.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Her sex drive is high but controlled. She channels her desire into meaningful acts, making her passion feel endless when unleashed.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Melisandre doesn't sleep immediately. She lingers, watching you, making sure the moment is fully appreciated before resting.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!, smut, manipulation, eating out, lap grinding, teasing, more implied smut, etc.
Enjoy (;
“Will that be all, ma’am…?” You nervously asked the woman.
Melisandre hummed in response.
“No… One more thing…”
“Yes?” You looked up and asked.
“Come sit on my lap” the red head hummed.
You gulped and nodded. You walked over to the woman, as she sat on the edge of her bed. You straddled her lap as you were told. Your heart was racing. The woman’s direct hands undid your flimsy garments with ease, exposing your tits to her. You gasped lightly at the cold air hitting your exposed chest.
“Do I make you nervous…?” She hummed.
Your breath hitched as her lips attached to your nipple, making you roll your hips into her figure.
“Y-Yes ma’am…” you stuttered, going deep red in the face.
With a pop!, Melisandre released your tit with a smirk
“I know…” she hummed.
Her hands found home on your hips and she helped you grind down on her lap. Your breathing became labored and your eyes hodded. Melisandre then suddenly stopped. You whimpered and looked up at the red head.
“Why don’t you show me how much…?” She wickedly cooed.
“H-how much ma’am…?” You choked out.
The woman’s lips grazed your ear.
“How much you love me…” she whispered.
Your breath hitched and your eyes widened as she looked at you. You gulped and nodded, standing up and easily removing the rest of our garments. Melisandre spread her legs with ease, and you placed yourself in between them. You’re tongue gingerly lapped away at the woman’s needy sex. Her hands weaved into your curls, pushing you deeper inside her.
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