Warnings: slight angst, age gap relationship, enemies to lovers (but not really), what happens in harrenhal stays in harrenhal
Word Count: 1,042
Notes: well... all my wips and yet my first post is a crackfic.. yes its based on that picture lol.. um not sure what to say but hope you enjoy! not proofread, we die like men.
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Ser Simon’s large tender hand came to rest upon his beloved’s chiselled chest. Aemond was always the opposite of him, where Simon was temperate, Aemond was volatile; where he was soft and rounded, his love was hard and defined; old and young; gentle and rough – it did not matter to them. They were opposites, contradictions in every way, but not even that could stop the love that blossomed between them on that stormy night.
Aemond stormed into Harrenhal like some raging beast, battle-clad with blood dripping from his sword, fire roared in his eyes and smoke bellowed from his nostrils – it was no secret that he despised the Strongs for what his nephews had done to him. “Draw your sword” he declared, removing his helmet to reveal his long, luscious locks of shining silver that curtained around his angular face, jaw sharp yet tense in challenge, his sapphire eye glistened as it met Simon’s soft gaze. Simon knew he was done for when he saw the striking Targaryen man in front of him, perhaps they truly were more akin to Gods than men. Whether by blade or by heart, he knew Aemond would slay him.
‘An old dodderer’ Aemond thought when he first met the short plump man before him, a pathetic old dodderer who has sat on his laurels eating venison and cabbage while worthier men have killed, fought and died for his noble cause. Yet, as Ser Simon approached him Aemond could not deny the pull he felt towards him – something, something deep within him yearned for this man. He tensed, steeling his senses, what curse has this haunted place befallen him? He could not believe that he would look at a man with such affection, let alone a Strong. Ser Simon edged closer to him allowing Aemond to appreciate the older man’s gentle features. He was soft, soft in every way; his figure rotund and malleable; lips plump and eyes warm. His soft wrinkled hands reached towards him with a sense of tenderness, gentle, they beheld him there for a moment. Aemond exhaled deeply, yet slowly, just savouring the feeling of being in the castellan’s presence. He was done for, Ser Simon had bewitched him, giving in, Aemond held out his gauntlet covered hand to meet those of his 'enemy'.
“Surely there is some other way you may find satisfaction?” He leaned closer, closing the gap between them; Aemond could truly admire him now. The alluring scent of his lavender oils coating his body, the gold embroidery accented on the purple plush fabric that handsomely draped his figure, his full and fluffy white beard, his signature Strong curls cut short into a neat style, his unmarred, smooth skin and kind eyes that desperately searched for another solution. "Surely" Aemond responded lowly.
His time at Harrenhal had not been without its dangers; dragons swarmed outside the castle walls, assassins came in the night, prophetic dreams plagued his memory - yet he still sought comfort in the arms of his lover. Ser Simon was nothing like Sylvie; he was sweet, as sweet as the honeyed cakes he devoured after every meal, his touch was kind, gentle, tender; his eyes yearning and compassionate. A love that Aemond had never experienced before and he would be damned if he had to let it go.
That's what pained him the most as they stood there now, Simon's warm loving hand on his lean yet defined chest, head cradled into Aemond's neck as his soft white hairs tickle at his adam's apple. He exhaled deeply "Oh dear" his lover remarked "I am surely going to miss you my King". Aemond placed a chaste kiss on the crown of the older gentleman's head and swallowed deeply to conceal a sob. "I do not understand why it has to be this way" "It is my duty to the realm my love, and once I have reclaimed King's Landing and sit upon the Iron Throne, nothing can stand in our way." Ser Simon craned his head upwards to meet his beloved's singular shining eye, bluer than the Narrow Sea "You have always placed your duty above all else my dragon, won't you stay here with me? Dinner is goose, sugared cranberries and creamed potatoes, your favourite..." Aemond's heart panged in pain at his lover's request, there is nothing more that he would rather do than stay in this doomed castle with his beloved, "...and there will always be honeyed cakes for afters". Ser Simon's eyes shone with tears, a singular droplet runs down his reddened plump cheek, Aemond wiped it away quickly "My Uncle will come for my head and my Whore of a Sister will degrade the Targaryen Dynasty. I must go." Ser Simon nodded "I understand your Grace."
They embraced one final time, Aemond's warmth enveloped the castellan's as it so often did, while Simon's softness comforted his dragon more than he would ever know, then with one final squeeze they parted. Aemond turned abruptly desperate to reach Vhagar as quickly as possible, lest his tears flow and drown the whole Riverlands themselves. "You will not forget me my love?" Aemond stopped dead in his tracks at Simon's words, it felt as if time itself had stopped for a mere moment as his heart felt like it were to explode in his chest. He turned his head briefly, his good eye taking one last look at his love before flitting to the ground "I will come back for you". And just like that, he had left as swiftly as he had came.
The tears flew naturally on dragon-back, 'the wind', surely it must be the wind that made his eyes water, the thought comforted Aemond rather than face the reality of what had transpired in Harrenhal, could he truly be harboring love for the enemy? It did not matter now, he had a war to win and a prize to claim, then he could eat all the sugared cranberries and damned honeyed cakes in that dismal place he wanted. All Ser Simon could do was watch as his dragon set off on his perilous journey. He would have to pray, pray to the Old Gods and the New to bring his young lover back to him.
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