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Christmas with the (L/n)-Velaryon Family

A/n: (Y/n) and Jacaerys finally get a christmas together, just them and their three kids, away from the rest of the family. ~12k words Warnings: Smut (bottom reader x top Jacaerys Velaryon)(MDNI), Modern AU, A/B/O dynamics (reader is an omega, Jacaerys Velaryon is an alpha), Reader and Jacaerys have three kids in this, Fluff, Sorry if I missed anything! P.S: Merry Christmas, and happy holidays everyone! I hope y'all enjoy this, and I hope y'all enjoy the holiday season.

White flakes poured from the sky, coating the land in a vast whiteness, making the trees seem as though they were covered in powered sugar. It was soft and plush like a marshmallow, and tasted like a snowcone, just not as sweet.

At least that’s what your tiny tot Baelon would claim. “Daddy! Look! pbbbbbt!” He chirped, getting your attention as he blew the powdery stuff from his hand. He looked absolutely adorable as snow continued to fall and collect on his puff ball beanie. “Baelon! Look over here!” Viserys yelled. As Baelon looked over a snowball pelted him in the face, knocking him over. You squinted your eyes making a face, waiting to see how’d he react. You hoped he’d get up and laugh it off but you knew him better than that. “Waaaah! Daaaaddy! Hic-hic!” Baelon cried, sitting up rubbing the snow and tears away. Sniffling as the glacial powder started to melt against his skin and seep into his clothes.

“Viserys!” You chided. “That wasn’t very nice!” You added, as you ran over to pick Baelon up, your youngest at only four years old. “It was an accident!” He sheepishly yelled back. “Hey Viserys!” Daenerys yelled. As Viserys turned to look at his older sister, a snowball slammed into forehead, leaving a tiny clump of snow still stuck where it had struck. His head rocked back from the force behind her throw. “Ow! Dany what was that for?!” Viserys groaned as he rubbed the remainder away with the back of his hand, and crouched down to scoop up more snow. “You know Baelon’s only four! Be nicer to him!” She yelled before throwing another snowball. “He’s gonna be an omega like daddy! He should be able to handle it!” He shouted back rolling through the snow to dodge her barrage.

“Shhh it’s okay Baelon.” You cooed rocking him back and forth. “Does it hurt or was it just scary?” You ask rubbing his back. “Just scawy.” He sniffled. He rested against your chest, sucking his thumb, his little body still shaking from his crying. “Let me see your face Baelon.” You sweetly asked. Gingerly coaxing your toddler to look up at you. You kissed his forehead before rubbing your nose against his. “Do you want me to kiss your boo-boos away?” You ask gingerly.

Baelon sniffled again, but slowly nodded. You placed a few more kisses to his little head. “All better?” You probed. “All betta!” He parroted back to the best of his abilities. “Who’s my strong little omega?” You jested, poking him gently with your fingers to get a laugh out of him. “Heeheehee me!” He laughed, the last of his tears falling before finally washing away his sour mood. “That’s right!” You say lightly tossing him into the air before catching him. “You are!” You cooed, scenting him. “Eeeee! Daddy!” He laughed, before grabbing your shoulders.

“You wanna go down?” You asked, scenting him. “I wanna play with Dany!” He said excitedly. “She’s having a snowball fight, are you sure you want to join her?” You probe. He nods enthusiastically, gripping your hand trying to lead you to her. “Alright let’s go ask her.” You said putting him down, still holding his hand though. “Hold your fire! Civilian walking through!” You shouted playfully as you walked over to Daenerys. “Having fun Dany?” You inquired, her bright smile gave away her answer. “Oh tons dad.” She said scooping more snow to add to her arsenal.

“I can tell.” You laugh. “Baelon said he wants to play with you, is that alright?” You asked, you don’t want to ruin her and Viserys’ fun, Baelon is only four after all. “Oh yea! The little guy can join me.” She said excitedly. “Come on Baelon.” She said squatting down and taking his hand. “So you’re gonna take this,” She put a glob of snow in his tiny hands, “and you’re gonna throw it as hard and as far as you can. Try to hit Viserys.” She muttered matching his excitement. “I’m gonna check on your sire. Dany you’re in charge.” You say, leaving the battlefield before it starts up.

You make your way back to the sprawling mansion you and your mate call a home. You kick your boots off and slip into your house slippers. The white marble walls go all the way up, reaching to the sunlight glass. It has a modern look but still feels homey. You can tell people actually live here, it’s not surgical or sterile feeling. It’s all thanks to the work you and your mate have put in, along with help from your three children. There’s always a mess somewhere nearby whether it’s toys left out or arts and crafts that weren’t picked up.

You’re never bothered or upset by the mess your kiddies make, how could you be? When they argue over who gets to pretend to be you in their make-believe family, more often than they do for your mate. When just as you’re about to chide Viserys and Baelon for leaving their crayons out again they present you with a drawing of their happy family, you always seem to be front and center.

You stroll into the kitchen resting your chin on Jacaerys’ shoulder. “That smells wonderful babe.” You comment, kissing his cheek, and looking down at the meal he’s preparing. “Sssssskh- You’re cold, and thank you! Not bad for a first attempt.” He joked, bringing the ladle to your mouth to taste. “Mmmm I can’t wait for dinner, I’m sooo glad you can actually cook.” You jested, Jacaerys drawling out an obviously fake ha ha. The quiet settled, and so did the air between the two of you. A comfortable silence, as he continued to stir and prep. “Are you sure Rhaenyra was fine with us not going to her home for Christmas this year?” You asked timidly.

The two you had always spent Christmas with her but this year you and Jacaerys wanted to do something comfy, cozy, and private. On the face of it, it doesn’t seem so bad right? Wanting to make memories with just you guys and your kids, but imagine telling a grandma that you’re keeping her grandkids from her, during Christmas of all days. “She took it in stride. She just begged us to not do this to her for New Years.” Jacaerys laughed. “Ooo I think this is ready. Can you grab me that plate?” He quickly asked, moving the pan from the fire.

“That’s a fair trade.” You say, wordlessly handing him a plate. “Baelon is gonna be so grumpy when she tries to get him to stay up till twelve.” You giggle. “Oh for sure, my mom hasn’t had much success the last few years but I’m sure she’ll manage it this year.” Jacaerys says, also laughing with you. Just as you were about to grab a cutting board to help with whatever other preparations Jacaerys had, his voice cut through. “Now out of my kitchen.” He says gingerly pushing you out.

“But-“”Nope. No buts, nothing. Each year you cook, while I play with our kids.” He said as your feet dragged along the floor. “You deserve a break this Christmas! Go have fun! I’ll make some hot chocolate for you guys.” He continued to spout, not letting you get a word in edgewise. “Fine! Fine! But if you need help at all~ you know where to find me.” You say as you put on your snow boots again.

You head outside, and quickly glance over making sure everyone’s accounted for. “You guys mind if join?” You projected as the snowballs kept flying. “The more the merrier!” Dany shouted as she threw another snowball. “Are you sure you can join us? What about your old bones?” Viserys yelled, feigning concern. Your eye twitched, and you quickly scooped some snow and lunged it in Viserys direction.

The snowball hit resounding thwump, and froze him in place as he processed what happened. You hesitated for a moment wondering if you’d gone too far, until Viserys started laughing and throwing snowballs back in your direction. You ran behind a tree ducking and dodging the flurry of snow coming at you. You leaned slightly past your cover trying to spot where the attackers were. Viserys, Daenerys, and even little Baelon, were huddled around, apparently devising some sort of strategy against you. “Nothing like their daddy playing against them, to bring’em together.” You mused, a smile tugging at your lips despite the cold.

You sneak around, claiming the little barrier Viserys built for himself adding more snow so you can actually crouch behind it, not lay flat on the ground. You began throwing snowball after snowball in their direction, without taking a second to check if they hit or not. After a few minuets of making it rain you decided to check and they had vanished. Your storm of snow, may or may not have hit them, but they had benefited from it as it covered any and all of their little footprints. Your eyes quickly darted about looking for them, trying to keep your omega in check.

Rationally, you knew the backyard was safe, there was a giant fence and wall that separated your home from the woods beyond. Rationally, you knew they were smart enough to plan out something like this, using your instincts as their father against you, to lure you out of your hiding place. But, with the weather, you couldn’t see them, couldn’t smell them, and you could feel yourself starting to panic. You stood strong though, watching and waiting. You wouldn’t give in…you wouldn’t give in…right?

A tiny whine broke through the snow and haze. “Alright! You got me! Just come out of your hiding spots!” You yelled, hands in the air as you walked to where you last saw them. The moment you stood there, you knew you lost and at the last moment you covered your face. Good idea too, as you started getting pelted from all directions. When the powdery snow settled again, you looked like a snowman, absolutely encased in the precipitate. “You guys win!” You laughed out as they came down from the tree they had climbed into.

Baelon ran up to you hugging your snow covered legs. “Are you cold daddy? I’ll warm you up!” He declared, hugging you even tighter. “I’m feeling warmer already Baelon, thank you.” You gingerly said as you picked him up. “What about us dad?” Daenerys said pouting, as her and Viserys joined Baelon, hugging your sides. “I’m super toasty now thanks to each one of you.” You assured her, placing a kiss on her and Viserys’ forehead. “I think you guys might be done playing.” You said with a half laugh, noticing how they were shaking.

The cold had finally seeped into their tiny bodies. “Nooooo I don’t wanna go inside yet!” Viserys protested. “Then I guess no hot chocolate for Viserys.” You said with a shrug. “That’s not fair!” He objected. “Come on you’re going to get sick. Look at how you shivering.” You gingerly spoke, hand on his head, softly moving down to caress his cheek. You huffed with a half smirk. “Dany could you please take Baelon in with you?” You asked. “Sure dad.” She said taking him from your arms. “Baelon be a good boy, and go with your sister. I’ll be right in.” You whispered, before he could whine. He nodded and curled into Daenerys, as she walked back to the house.

“Alright I’ll level with you.” You said squatting down to Viserys’ height. “I need help making cookies for Santa. He didn’t like the ones I made last time.” You spoke looking around trying your hardest to make it seem like a grand secret. “I have Dany and Baelon, but I need one more kid to help me. One I can trust.” You leaned in whispering. Viserys’ eyes seemed to brighten at the admission. “So why don’t you come inside and help me out?” You asked once again. “I’m sure Santa will love whatever cookies you make.” You added, hoping it would sway him. “W-Well…if you really can’t find anyone else…” Viserys muttered, grabbing your hand. “I’ll do it.” He said shyly. “You’re a life saver!” You said picking him up. You were about to put him down, but he dug his heels into your side, and wrapped his arms tighter around your neck. A tiny growl escaped his throat.

“Woah, there’s no need for that. Use yours words.” You cooed, rubbing his back, ignoring the ache that seemed to blossom at the periphery of your body. “If you wanted to stay in my arms all you had to do was say so.” You giggled through the pain. You held him tighter than before, scenting him generously, as he cooed and laughed under your attention. “How does some hot chocolate and a snack before we make cookies for Santa sound?” You asked heading inside. “Yes please!” He affirmed, it came out muffled as he hid his face in your chest. You opened the door and stepped in closing it behind you. You kicked off your boots and stepped into your slippers again. “I gotta place you down for this next bit.” You warned. You placed him down as you took off your jacket, hanging it beside the rest of your family’s coats.

“Now where’s my little Viserys?” You asked, pretending like you couldn’t see him. “I’m right here!” He giggles jumping up and down. “There’s my little man!” You laughed with him. You unlaced his snow boots, putting them down and helping him into his house slippers. You took his gloves and unzipped his jacket, hanging it right next to yours. He seemed to brighten up even more seeing his jacket right next to yours. “Why don’t we head to the dinning room?” You chirped softly flicking his nose. You started your stride, but slowed down the moment you felt his hand in yours. Your chest rumbled, heart melting at how sweet Viserys was acting. Your pheromones leaking and making the home feel even cozier.

Entering the dinning room was like reliving a dream. Dany sat on her phone, occasionally glancing at Baelon as she lazily rolled back the ball he kept tossing her. And now with Viserys in the room he’d find his spot amongst your family’s little slice of domesticity. Jacaerys in the kitchen, giving you a break, for now, because you weren’t gonna just sit back and let him handle everything of course. You were gonna go ahead and make a dessert spread, it was the least you could do. And you had let Jacaerys do the same last year so fair is fair. “Daddy where’s the hot chocolate you promised?” Viserys asked, tugging your sleeve. “Yea daddy!” Baelon added. “We have been waiting patiently.” Dany said shrugging. You just laughed, before tousling Viserys hair. “Alright, go sit down.” You said as you made way to the kitchen. “You too Baelon.” You added as you crossed the threshold.

“I said out.” Jacaerys reminded turning to face you. He assumed a defensive stance trying to keep you from coming closer. You just leaned in and kissed his cheek, giggling at the way he turned red. Redder really, with the heating coming off of him. “I’m just getting the kids a snack.” You said. “You wanna join us?” You asked, leaning into him, your head leaning against his shoulder, your hand rubbing down his chest. “N-no. I should- I should finish this up.” He said covering his blushed expression, turning back to his workstation. You just smiled, before turning to the cupboard.You grabbed their usual festive mugs, a small plastic one for Baelon, in the shape of a snowman of course. A medium sized one for Viserys, actual ceramic molded into the shape of ginger bread man. Another medium sized one for Daenerys, ceramic shaped to look like Rudolph, complete with a bright red nose.

Without further delay you poured their hot chocolate, adding whipped cream and marshmallows for Daenerys, just marshmallows for Viserys, and just whipped cream for Baelon. You finally broke out the Paneton and cut three slices for the kids. You walk back out handing off their hot chocolates and putting down their plates. “Dadddyyyy where’s the butta?” Baelon drawled out, his grubby little mitts already on his fruitcake, before you could even get it from the kitchen. “Butt-er Baelon. But he’s right— where’s the butter dad?” Viserys said, self content with his flex over his sibling. “Well I was going to get it but I don’t know now.” You said, playfully crossing your arms and leaning against the entryway to the kitchen. “We can’t eat this without butter…” Viserys whined. “Looks like you might have to. I mean it seems like you guys forgot how to ask for things.” You teased. Genuinely light hearted, but they can’t forget their manners.

“Oh! Daddy can you pwease bring us butta?” Baelon cooed, batting his eyelashes. “Yea dad please?” Viserys added, cupping his hands together by his head to really sell it. “Well since you asked so nicely~” You bubbled gingerly pinching Baelon and Viserys cheeks. “Do you need anything from the kitchen Dany?” You asked kissing the top of her head. “I’m good dad.” She replied, the gentle rumble from her chest not going unnoticed. You happily went back into the kitchen, fetching the tub of butter, along with two butter knifes and a little plastic one for Baelon. You walked back over to the table, and set it down, letting Daenerys and Viserys do as they please. “Alright Baelon, do you want me to do it or do you wanna give it a shot?” You asked holding the plastic knife before him. “Ooo! Ooo! I wanna do it! I wanna do it!” Baelon giddily declared, standing on his chair, one leg planted firmly on the chair, the other rocking back and forth, one hand down to the table to keep himself steady as he reached eagerly for the utensil.

“Aht, butt has to be on the chair Baelon. You could trip.” You spoke as you approached to make sure he sat down safely. “I wanna do it!” He repeated, a bit more impatiently. “Okay, okay!” You laughed handing off the knife. You watched as he started carving through the butter. You winced a little as he spread a thick layer of it on his slice. You already knew it was too much for his liking, but hey, it’s a teachable moment. The moment he bit down, you could he knew he over did it as well. He didn’t even swallow it, a small grimace on his face, the wheels in his head spinning as he tried to decide where to spit it out. You resisted joining the choked laughter both Daenerys and Viserys let out. “Here baby.” You said hand outstretched. He spat the moist bread and butter mixture into your hand, sniffling.

“Shhh, shhh, it’s okay Baelon. What happened?” You asked, as he crawled into your lap. You brought him up to your neck as you patted his back. “Iz tew much butta…” He sniffled, using his sleeve to wipe away the tears. “You wanna try again?” You asked, putting the mushy mixture into a napkin. You felt him shake his head in defeat. “Aww come on, why don’t you try again? It was too much butter the first time right?” You asked gingerly. “No! I don’t wanna!” He said tears still spilling. “Would you do it if daddy helped?” You asked softly. He pulled away from your neck looking into your eyes, he sniffled again before nodding. You sat him down again, kneeling before him using his hands to mimic the action. “See, you take this butter off.” You lead him, scraping the butter off of the cake as cleanly as possible.

“Then you take this much, maybe a little more, and you spread it as thiiiiiiin as you can.” You continued, enjoying the giggles that fell from his mouth. “How does that taste?” You asked as he timidly brought it back to his mouth for another bite. “Mmmmmm!” He hummed, actually enjoying it this time. “Juusssst right!” He beamed, before taking another bite, his scent turning sweeter with joy. “Once you guys are done, dad should be done in the kitchen and we can make the cookies I promised!” You assured your kids, each one of them smiling brightly and seeming to eat faster. “Remember to chew your food, the cookies aren’t going anywhere.” You laughed, watching as they calmed down. You went back into the kitchen and poured yourself a cup of chocolate. You sat on the counter, right by Jacaerys as he continue. You took a sip, chirping at how delicious it was.

“You’re doing such a great job today babe.” You cooed, as he stepped back from the oven. He slotted himself between your legs, letting his head rest against your shoulder. “Are you usually this exhausted each Christmas?” He huskily asked, his warm breath ghosting your neck and claim mark.“Maybe or maybe I’m just that talented, you’d have to ask god.” You said shrugging your shoulders. You closed your eyes and turned your head up waiting. The moment you heard him chortle you opened one eye and smiled at him. “You are incredibly talented, about that, there can be no doubt.” He smirked kissing your neck, his teeth scraping against your soft flesh. “Slow your roll tiger.” You laughed pushing his head back. “Pfft. You’re incredible.” He said resting his chin on your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he, his arms around your waist. He pressed a chaste kiss to your soft plush lips, pulling away, his pupils dilating as he took you in. “I love you (Y/n).” He whispered with a ferocious longing and yearning hidden behind it. “I love you too Jacaerys.” You hushed, kissing him back.

“Bleck! Get a room!” Daenerys teased, feigning disgust, as she entered the kitchen, Viserys and Baelon in tow. Baelon tried to climb the cabinets up to you, but couldn’t find the right footing. He turned to Jacaerys and raised his arms. As Jacaerys picked him up, Daenerys sat on your right, and Viserys on your left. Jacaerys could feel a tiny foot kicking against him. “Baelon what’s wrong?” He asked, seeing the tot bringing his leg back to hit him again. “Daddy is mine!” He growled, his arms shooting out to latch onto you. Jacaerys couldn’t help but laugh, coming closer to you again. Only to be met with another tiny kick and growl. “Baelon be nice to your sire.” You said strongly. Baelon seemed to calm down at, letting Jacaerys get closer again. He pressed a kiss to the top of each of their heads, before placing on your cheek. Baelon gasped, and then grabbed your face pressing a few kisses over the area Jacaerys just did. “Baelon.” You chided again, a bit stronger this time. Jacaerys just laughed, and tousled his hair. Jacaerys came closer between your legs, carrying Baelon again, and the two of you trapped your kids in a big family bear hug. “We love you daddy.” Your kids said to you, with a unison a little too perfect to be spontaneous. “We love you dad.” They chirped out again, this time to Jacaerys.

“That was so sweet you guys. You’re gonna make me cry.” Jacaerys said miming a tear drop falling from. “We finished our snack, and it sounded like you guys were having fun in here.” Daenerys said, looking away. You turned her back to face Jacaerys. Her sire giving her a soft smile. You and Jacaerys locked eyes, before tightening the grip you two already had on your kids. “We love you too.” You both said in a singsong voice. The three giddily laughed, content and beyond happy in the arms of their fathers. “You guys ready to bake some cookies?” You asked, trying to hype them up for it. “Yeah!” Baelon yelled, nodding rapidly still in Jacaerys arms. “Yes!” Viserys and Daenerys shouted. “Alright! Let’s get to it! First thing we gotta do is…” You hesitated, looking each one of them in the eyes. “Get your sire out of the kitchen!” You boomed. In an instant the four of you began to push Jacaerys out of the kitchen. “No arguing! You already made everything, except for dessert!” You said helping your kids kick Jacaerys out.

Jacaerys sighed, a smile tugging at his lips as he exited the kitchen and sat down in the dining room. “Here bring this out to him.” You whispered giving Daenerys a cup of hot chocolate. She smiled and took it out to him. The moment she came back, you started. “Alright! We’re gonna need flour, baking soda, butter, sugar, brown sugar, salt, vanilla extract, eggs, and chocolate chips.” You listed out the ingredients. “While you guys get what you can, I’ll be right back.” You said, exiting with another slice of paneton. “Here you go my love.” You whispered placing it down in front of him. You placed another butter knife right by his plate. He pushed his chair out and pulled you into his lap. “You’re too good to me.” He whispered into your ear, playfully biting your earlobe. You squirmed in his embrace, though enjoying it, you had to get back to your kids. “Keep your energy up for tonight.” You whispered, kissing his neck, before getting up and heading back into the kitchen.

When you got back you saw almost everything you had listed. “Good job you guys.” You beamed, patting their heads. They missed the vanilla extract, brown sugar, salt, and eggs. As you went around to collect everything, you got out a few bowls and measuring cups for them. “Alright soooooo who wants to go first?” You asked. Viserys jumped up and down, his hand reaching as high as he could. “Viserys, help me with the flour. We need two and half cups.” You requested. He pushed over a step stool and began to measure out the ingredients. “Use the back of the knife the level the cups.” You reminded, as he nodded and did just that. “Good job Viserys!” You cooed, he smiled brightly before turning to Daenerys and Baelon giving them a smug smile. “Alright Dany, I need you to cream the butter and sugar.” You said giving her the electric hand mixer. “Keep going until it’s creamy.” You said with an encouraging smile. As she did just that, you added the vanilla and eggs one at a time.

When it was sufficiently mixed she stepped down. “Now I’m going to mix the wet and dry ingredients.” You spoke, letting them gather at your side, and watch. Baelon had been squirming and fidgeting, as you had Viserys and Daenerys help you, but left him out. You hadn’t forgotten about him, but you wanted to give him something he could do easily. “And now Baelon…” You happily said, squatting down. “I have the most important job for you!” You whispered. “You’re going to add the chocolate chips.” You whispered, your heart filling at how bright his eyes seemed to light up. He stepped up to the step stool, and grabbed the (pre weighed out) chocolate chips, adding them all in. When he saw how much was now in the bowl, his eyes seemed to widen in fear.

“Did I do too much again?” He asked his little eyes already filling with tears again. “No sweetie, you did just the right amount. It looks like too much, but we have to mix it in.” You assured him. He was apprehensive but when he saw how it looked after you mixed it all in he smiled happily. “Now Viserys and Baelon you guys scoop it out into little balls.” You requested, watching the two work together. Viserys using an ice cream scoop, and Baelon using his hands. The baking tray now had perfect little spheres mixed in with misshapen ball-esq figures. “And Dany you get to put the whole thing in the oven!” You finished, watching as she put on oven mitts, and slowly opened the oven, before sliding the tray in. “You guys did great!” You beamed. “Santa is gonna love those cookies!” You added. They all brightened up, smiling widely. You ushered them out of the kitchen to keep their sire company, while you went back and prepared a cake for the feast Jacaerys had slaved away making.

The kids sat in the living room dressed to impress in their holiday attire. They were watching a Christmas movie marathon, starting with Home Alone and ending with The Polar Express. Viserys sat on the ground, leaning against the couch, Daenerys sitting on the couch, leg crossed over the other, while Baelon lay on the ground, his head propped up by his hands and elbows. You and Jacaerys had set the table, his elegant banquet ready to be feasted on. A roasted turkey sat in the middle, a roasted rack of lamb to its side, a tray of ribs, and tons of side dishes. Mac and Cheese, Pommes Puree, mixed veggies, and a big salad bowl. Both you and Jacaerys shared a shower, before dressing quickly in your holiday attire as well. When the two of you finished and made your way back downstairs, you had set up a scene, perfect for a family photo. You and Jacaerys sat in elegant chairs, while Baelon sat in your lap, Dany and Viserys sat in front of you. Each of you smiled brightly as the camera flash went off multiple times.

When everything was said and done, you quickly sent it in your family groupchat wishing them all a Merry Christmas, and then sat your phone back down on silent, ignoring the texts and inevitable calls. “You guys hungry?” Jacaerys asked the room at large, despite being seemingly entranced with you. He snuck behind you, his hands gripping your waist, as he kissed your cheek. “Very.” You huskily said, your hand getting tangled in his brunette tresses. “Dads the food is gonna get cold.” Daenerys spoke up, her face in a slight grimace. “Cold-er Dany, we don’t know how long it’s been sitting here.” Viserys added with a giggle. “Hey!” You playfully drawled. “Your sire worked hard on this meal.” You chided, before heading into the kitchen and serving each of your kids. Once their plates were in front of them, you served Jacaerys, setting his plate down in front of him gingerly. Then you served yourself before sitting down, and clearing your throat.

“Can I just say,” Jacaerys started, raising his glass. Baelon huffed quietly, as he dropped his tiny fork on his plate. “I am so proud of you, Baelon, Daenerys, and Viserys. I couldn’t ask for better children, you all make me so incredibly happy to be a father.” He said with warmth. “And to you my love, I couldn’t ask for a better mate. No one in my life has ever been, even as half as attentive as you. No one even a quarter as charismatic, as kind, as smart, as worldly, as you. No one has ever pushed me to be a better man as much as you have. I cannot thank you enough for everything. For bringing our children into the world, to being yourself. You’re perfect.” Jacaerys said with such rapt devotion and love exuding from each word that fell from his lips. You sniffled, wiping away a tear, as you raised your glass. “And to you my dear. I couldn’t imagine a better life without you by my side. I couldn’t imagine a better sire to my children. You are a model gentleman and I believe the world would be a better place if people acted more like you. Thank you for everything you do my love.” You said through tears and sniffles. “Can we stop being so sappy?” Daenerys said, trying to subtly wipe away a tear and hide a tiny sniffle. You and Jacaerys laughed. “Since you spoke up, your turn.” You said, turning to her with a smile.

“Uggggh. Fiiiine. If I have to.” She said, raising her glass. “I love you daddy, and you dad. You two are the best parents I could’ve asked for.” Daenerys said blushing. “Your turn Viserys.” Jacaerys spoke up. “I love the two of you.” He declared strongly. “And my brother and sister. They’re cool, I guess.” He mumbled, though the whole table heard. “Aww Viserys you love us?~” Daenerys teased. “What about you Baelon?” You asked. “Mmmm I love you and daddy.“ Baelon said, thinking. “And Dany, and Viserys.�� He brightly added. “And I love Santa Claus!” Baelon added quickly hoping he didn’t offend the man bringing him his toys. You all laugh, clinking your cups and taking a sip to the heartfelt declarations. “Baelon do you want me to cut your turkey or you wanna try to do it by yourself?” You ask. “I’m a big boy! I can do it!” He beamed. Without another distraction everyone began eating. Everyone hummed as they ate this side dish or that one, the turkey was moist and juicy. Jacaerys had really proven himself capable of throwing down in the kitchen with this. You looked around the table heart light, and the immense joy in your chest swelling to near unbearable levels. This was your home and heart, your family.

As you look to your children again, you noticed Baelon was frowning. His little hands working hard, but he was struggling cutting his turkey. He was jabbing his knife into the meat. “Baelon,” you whispered trying to get his attention before his frustration got any higher. He’s shed enough tears today. He looked up at you. “Like this.” You said, showing the repetitive back and forth motion of your knife. It seemed to click as he nodded, and looked back to his plate. With newfound determination, he angled his knife, just like you showed him, and finally he could cut through the pesky turkey. As you ate, you filled Daenerys’ cup with apple juice, Viserys’ cup with sparkling grape juice, Baelon’s sippy cup with apple juice just like his big sister. Jacaerys and you, of course, popped open the bottle of wine you two had been saving for such an occasion. It was aged to perfection, not too dry and not overly sweet, just like the meal he made, and this little slice of heaven, it was just right.

Everyone thankfully left room for dessert. It had been baking in the oven the whole time prior to dinner, and the tantalizing aroma continued to bloom and blossom after you pulled it out and set it to cool. The smell wafting in from the kitchen was enough to have your kids and Jacaerys drooling. “Is everyone ready for it?” You asked, looking around at everyone’s face. Baelon, ever the messy eater had crumbs all over his face, somehow reaching as far as his forehead, and little wet stains all over his face. His shirt would be worse for wear but thank god for that bib. “Daddy I want dessert!” He claimed, pushing away his plate. Daenerys was ready, already holding her fork, and moving her plate out of the way. “Me too dad!” Viserys chimed in. “Alllright, alright I hear you.” You laughed, standing and pushing your chair in.

“You guys just be patient and wait here.” You finished, collecting the plates. Jacaerys without a single word or prompting on your part stood up immediately. He grabbed the trays of left over food and took them to the kitchen. “Should i clean these now you think?” You asked looking at the mountain of plates. “Nah we can clean them tomorrow after breakfast.” Jacaerys said placing a kiss to the top of your head, and wrapping everything in tinfoil. You pulled the cake out of the fridge, a thin crumb coat encasing it. You walked it out of the kitchen, holding the door for Jacaerys to join you, and immediately sat it down, carving out slices for everyone. “Dad this is soooo good.” Daenerys exclaimed, half chewing, even as tiny crumbs slipped from his mouth. “Daddy can I pleaaaase have another?” Viserys groaned as he polished off his plate. “Too much sugar this late isn’t good for you Viserys. But you can have another tomorrow.” You chirped, heart full as your kids enjoyed. “Daddy you have to leave one out for Santa! This is betta than cookies!” Baelon begged, the pieces of cake falling from his fork as he spoke.

“Wow Baelon! You really think he’d like it?” You asked matching his excitement. “Yeah! He’d like anything you make! Just like dad!” Baelon shot back. “Well Santa must have great taste.” Jacaerys joked. “But your dad does make some of the best sweets in the country so.” He added, looking to you and winking. You laughed, trying to play off the heat you felt rising in your face. You all enjoyed the fruits of your labor, of course it’s another 10/10. A slam dunk really, and an excellent finish to this dinner. When everyone had finished, you let Jacaerys usher them to the living room, while you cleared the table again. Leaving the dishes in the sink, since Jacaerys said the two of you could deal with the mess in the morning. You walked into the living plopping down on the couch, next to Jacaerys. Before you could lean into his open arm, Baelon immediately wedged himself in between the two of you. “Baelon, you can’t hog your daddy all to yourself.” Jacaerys chided, trying to suppress his laughter.

“No! Daddy is mine!” He insisted again. “Baelon you have to share like your sire does. I was his before I had you.” You added, trying to help Jacaerys out. You bit your lip to keep yourself from laughing when you heard his tiny audible gasp. Jacaerys just sighed lovingly, pulling the two of you closer. Daenerys sat beside you, and Viserys sat in front of your legs. All content and happy, as The Grinch played on the tv. The movies continued to play until you looked at the clock. It was already 11pm, it was pure luck that Baelon hadn’t fallen asleep. “It’s waaaay past your bed times. Maybe we should call it a night.” You said looking to Jacaerys. Before he could even speak everyone else chimed in. “Nooo! We have one movie left and it’s my favorite!” Daenerys whined. “Same! Dad pleaseee can we stay up and finish it?” Viserys begged. “I wanna watch The Polar Express daddy! Pwease?” Baelon begged turning to you, his tiny hands cupping, or trying to, your face.

You looked to Jacaerys, a smile stretched wide across his face, you’d have to be the one to decide, he’s already fallen victim to their charm and begging. “Okay, we can watch The Polar Express, but the second any of you fall asleep, it’s bed time.” You spoke, looking each of your children in the eye. It’s a team effort on their behalf, if they want to watch and finish it they can’t fall asleep. “How does that sound?” You asked them. “You’re on!” Daenerys giddily said, she knew she’d be able to stay up. “We got this easy!” Viserys added. Baelon yawned loudly, shattering Daenerys and Viserys’ resolve. “Daddy, I’m eepy.” Baelon mumbled out, his tiny fists rubbing his eyes. “Oh no…” Daenerys said, hanging her head. The weakest link was the youngest of them. Already in your arms and struggling to keep his eyes open. “Baelon included, by the way. Just in case you’re wondering.” You snickered, rocking him back and forth. “You’re not playing fair love.” Jacaerys laughed. Daenerys stood up immediately. “Baaaeeelon come here.” She cooed, taking him into her arms, despite his sleepy mumbled protests to stay in yours.

Once she had him in her arms she did everything she could to keep him up. His sleepy babbling soon became a bit more coherent, she looked to you self contented having succeeded. “Alright then.” You said, eyes narrowed, she may have won the battle but the war is yours. “Babe hit play please.” You said. Jacaerys grabbed the controller and did as you asked, and so the night continued, The Polar Express playing as all of you directed your attention to the tv. As the minuets passed you slowly started to leak your pheromones. It was subtle at first, you slowly dialed your scent up. They were lulled into a sense of security and safety, like a weighted blanket, and your kids were completely unaware until it was too late. Daenerys noted her eyelids feeling heavier and heavier, her head dropping quickly before she shot back up. Viserys was half drooling already, half snores waking himself up. Both of them managed to stay up, but once the movie reached the North Pole Baelon was out like a light. Your little guy was snoring contentedly, drool seeping into your shirt. “Nooo we’re still watching…” Daenerys whined when you paused the movie. “I said the moment one of you fell asleep it was bedtime.” You chirped softly, rocking Baelon back and forth.

“You weren’t playing fair! You kept putting out your scent!” She claimed in a quiet but accusatory voice. “I was, huh?” You playful cooed, tousling her hair. “This isn’t fair daddy.” She whined. “I know it isn’t,” you squatted down to meet her sight, “but the sooner you guys get to sleep the sooner Santa can come with your presents, and the sooner you can open them in the morning.” You said sympathetically. “I guess, but it’s still not fair.” She pouted, crossing her arms. “I know and I’m sorry sweetie.” You said pulling her into your half embrace, making sure you didn’t drop or disturb Baelon. “So what if we finish the movie tomorrow?” You pose, scenting her. “Okay daddy.” She yawned out, scenting you back. “Alright, now let’s put out the cookies you guys made, and then get you and Viserys dressed and in bed.” You spoke, taking Daenerys’ hand and leading her the kitchen. She grabbed the premade plate and cup of milk, letting you take her back to the living room. She placed it gingerly on the coffee table right by the chimney. Once that was all said and done, you took her to her room. Jacaerys yawned and stretched before getting up and carrying Viserys to his room. You and your little family headed up the stairs and parted as you took Daenerys into her room, and Jacaerys took Viserys to his room.

“You want the red pjs tonight or the blue?” You ask rummaging through her drawers. “Red please.” She yawned finally giving into the tiredness that had been brewing in her. “Alright let’s get you settled in.” You cooed, helping her dressed into her sleepwear. She slipped into bed, with you tucking her in. “Good night sweetheart. I hope Santa gets you everything you want.” You whispered, kissing her forehead. You turned on her nightlight, holding her door to make sure it shut gently. You walked down the hall peering into Viserys’ room through the cracked door. “What do you think Santa got you?” Jacaerys probes, tucking Viserys’ hair behind his ear. “I hope Santa got me the Lego set I wanted.” Viserys snuggling into his blankets. “Oh! And the bike I asked for!” He added excitedly, before nuzzling back into his bedding. “Do you think he got my letter?” Viserys asks timidly. “Oh I’m sure he did. He’s Santa after all.” Jacaerys assures. “Does he think I’ve been a good boy this year?” He asks quietly. “Well, I know you have.” Jacaerys coos, hand on Viserys’ cheek.

“You’ve been so good for your teachers, you’ve been such a helpful little guy here around the house, you know daddy and I especially appreciate it if.” Jacaerys warmly said, gently pinching his nose. “I love you and daddy.” Viserys sleepily spoke. “I love you too Viserys, so does daddy, good night.” Jacaerys gingerly spoke, kissing Viserys on his forehead. You stepped back from the door as Jacaerys shut the lights and gently shut the door. “You’re such a good father honey.” You whispered resting your head against his shoulder. “So are you my love.” He responded, turning to face you. His calloused hand angled your chin upward with a strong but featherlight touch. As he leaned in, Baelon turned in your arms tiny hand landing firmly on Jacaerys face. You stifle your laughter, bitting your lip, but you can’t help the muffled giggles that manage to get out. “Even asleep he manages to keep me from you.” Jacaerys laughs, as you rub the now red area. “Come on, let’s get him to bed.” You say, grabbing Jacaerys’ hand and walking to Baelon’s room.

Once inside, Jacaerys looks for Baelon’s favorite pj set, the one he specifically said he wanted to wear for Christmas. It’s baby blue with a seahorse on it. why for Christmas? You don’t know, but hey if it makes him happy. You change Baelon into his pjs, and grab his teddy bear, handing it to Jacaerys for scenting, before taking it and scenting it yourself. The moment you place it into Baelon’s arms he’s wrapped it up, and pulled it close, falling even deeper into sleep. You turn the nightlight on, before slowly creeping out of Baelon’s room, with Jacaerys right behind you. As the door shut ever so quietly, the two of finally exhaled. “The holidays are always such fun, aren’t they?” Jacaerys said with a sarcastic lilt, but the warmth behind it was undeniable. “Oh absolutely.” You said back, chuckling.

“Now I can finally do this.” Jacaerys spoke lowly, his hand finding your waist, whilst his other held the back of your head with a soft, but possessive grasp. His lips were velvet, and pressed against yours. It was slow, eager, before turning quick and ravenous. His tongue prodded at your lips coating them in a sheen layer, a silent plea to be let in. Before you could open your mouth, his hand traveled south gripping a handful of your ass cheek. You moaned softly into the kiss, the moment your mouth opened Jacaerys slipped his tongue inside. The wet muscle was no stranger, but still explored as though it was the first time. It caressed your palate, and gingerly brushed against yours, before turning hungry as Jacaerys deepened the kiss. He pulled back to look at his work a string of spit bridging your lips to his. Your eyes already hazy and half glazed, you could feel his excitement and need hot and throbbing, pressing against your thigh. “We still need to put the gifts under the tree babe.” You whined, pressing against him. ”Mmmf~” he groaned, before pulling back. “We do…” he sighed. “I’ll start moving some presents, but don’t forget it’s your turn this year.” Jacaerys reminded.

“Oh god.” You laughed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Well let’s get ready then.” You sighed. Jacaerys chuckled as he stepped down the stairs, heading to the secret closet. Jacaerys puts his thumb on the fingerprint reader. The little reader vibrates, as the lock clicks and the door opens. The moment the door swings open, it’s like Santa’s workshop. The shelves are lined with perfectly wrapped presents. Such was need with the three kids you have, each of them sneaky in their own right. Though it seems this year no one has gotten into the goodies. He grabs as many presents as he can fit in his arms before walking back out and arranging them underneath the Christmas tree. “I look crazy in this get up.” You muse to yourself as you pose and twirl in the mirror. You take a deep breath as you head down stairs to help Jacaerys. You go to the kitchen first spreading a bunch of powdered sugar over a tray. You make your way to the living room, watching as Jacaerys gets back to the closet to bring out the last bunch of gifts. You set the tray down and go to join him.

“Oh my gosh-“ Jacaerys snickers, taking your hand. “Spin around for me?” He starts laughing, as he spins you to get a good luck at your costume. “It’s just a Santa costume Jace.” You giggled. Though you weren’t lying, you had this costume altered to be more fitted to you. “No the one I wore was just a Santa costume, this isn’t that.” He remarked, taking in the way the red coat and pants seem to cling to your body. “Have I been a good boy Santa?” Jacaerys asks softly. “If memory serves, you’re on the naughty list this year Mr. Velaryon.” You retort. “I guess I’ll just have to make it up to you Mr. Claus.” He giggles coming closer to you again. You put a finger up to his lip immediately, before he can muddy your mind again. “No, no, no, not like that.” You chide. “Oh~? What can I do then Mr. Claus?” He sultrily asks. “I gotta leave something for these kids to know I was here.” You speak, head titling to the plate of cookies, cake, and milk, and the tray of powdered sugar.

“Oh, well then please allow me to help, you must be so tired, delivering present all over the world.” He remarked with a smirk, bringing you the plate of cookies and cake. As you reached for one of the cookies your kids had made, Jacaerys smacked your hand away. “Noooo Mr. Claus, allow me.” He gingerly said, bringing a cookie to your mouth. You took a bite savoring the flavors that your kids kneaded and mixed in. “They really went all out on the cookies my god, you gotta try that.” You mumbled, cookie bits still in your mouth. “I’m saving my appetite for something much sweeter~” He cooed. “but you enjoy it.” He added with a smile. You had set out three cookies, and left one with a bite in it. Same for the cake slice you had left at Baelon’s behest. Despite wanting to polish it off, you had to leave something as proof Santa was here, so you ate some left the rest to be seen. Without any further delay, Jacaerys sets the tray on the ground. You step into it and dig your feet into the powder. The moment you’re sure the sole of your boots are caked, you step out leaving footprints around the tree, around the chimney, finishing at the front door.

You took off the boots and stepped carefully around your handiwork, going back to the living room. Jacaerys placed the plate back exactly where Daenerys left it. “Welcome back Mr. Claus~” Jacaerys whispers nuzzling against your neck. “You’re really into this, huh?” You giggle letting him do as he pleases. “Just play along, please? For me?” He whispers as though speaking any louder would ruin the fantasy. “Mr. Velaryon, you’re much too bold for someone on the naughty list. I should be punishing you.” You say sultrily. Jacaerys pushes you against the wall, before he pulls you close, hiking your leg up and holding it against his hip. He lowers his head to your neck, licking strips up your scent gland. “You punish me?” Jacaerys giggles. “You’re so feisty for an omega.” He lustfully laughs. “I thought you’d be an alpha, but this makes more sense.” He declares, leaving little love bites around your neck. “Mmph~ Mr.-Mr. Velaryon, I have other houses I have to visit tonight.” You whisper trying to playfully push him away. “And yet here you still are,” He thrusts against your hips. You stifle a moan, rutting against him, doing anything you can to alleviate the pressure building in your pants.

“Does Mr. Claus not take good care of you?” Jacaerys asks, leaving open mouth kisses all along your neck. “You’re a mated omega and here you are, I can smell your arousal~” He shuddered, inhaling deeply against your neck, “What would your alpha say?” Jacaerys asks, smirk on his face as he smells the slick start to trickle out of you. “He’s an old fool, who can’t please me. I have needs he just can’t meet.” You whine, playing this part Jacaerys has concocted for you. “Well, that simply won’t do, now will it?” He chuckled. “Please,” he kissed your neck, “allow me” he molded his lips against yours, tilting your head to slip his tongue in as deeply as possible, “to take care of you tonight?” He begged, the heat coming off of him stoked your own arousal and excitement. “Do as you wish, Mr. Velaryon. Do what my alpha can’t~” You moan into his ear. You leave hickies along Jacaerys’ neck before lapping at his scent gland. He kissed you gingerly again, but before he could take you into his arms, the two of you hear the unmistakable squeak of slippers against the floor. As though someone saw something, and ran back to their room. “Oh my god do you think one of the kids saw us?” You asked desperately, embarrassment starting to heat up your face.

“Let’s head up. I’ll check on them, you just get to our bedroom.” Jacaerys spoke, before tiptoeing up the stairs. Slow and steady, each step he and you took with great care as to not disturb them, nor alert the little eavesdropper that you’re both on to them. You paused as Jacaerys stopped before each door, checking to make sure it was closed, before slowly opening it and checking on the sleeping child. “Daenerys is sound asleep.” He muses, closing her door gently. “So is Viserys…” He thinks to himself. “Baelon too…was it just the house settling?” He muses. With each door opening and shutting you move closer and closer to the bedroom, until Jacaerys assures you the coast is clear. You entered the bedroom, Jacaerys shut the door behind you. You walked over to the nightstand, turning on the baby monitor in Baelon’s room. “Well the kids were still asleep.” Jacaerys spoke aloud. “I wonder what the noise was?” You responded your eyes fixed on the monitor. Jacaerys walked over, and started slowly unbuttoning the red jacket. “The kids are asleep, our room is locked and soundproof, why don’t we pick up where we left off?” Jacaerys asked, kissing your neck once more. Now hungrier, more possessive and aggressive as there’s no chance at being caught in the privacy of your bedroom.

“But-“”Shh, my love you need this, i need this.” He sighed dreamily. “I need to feel you around my knot. Isn’t that something you want as well?” He drawled out, nipping at your neck again. “Mmmf- fuck Jace yes~” You whined feeling and smelling his arousal. You squealed as Jacaerys took you into his arms before dropping you onto the bed. His biceps flexed, as his arms caged you in. He rested his full body against you, feeling the way his muscles tense and relax against you. His hands move to caress your body, stopping above your nipple. His fingers dig in ever so slightly, gently pinching and twisting, as he leaves love bites and mottled skin on your neck. Your bottom lip finds itself in between your teeth, as you try to stifle your sweet needy moans. He gingerly sucks and flicks his tongue against your Adam’s apple. He moves his head back up capturing your lips in a ravenous kiss, as his hands fumble with your belt and pants button. “I need you~” You sweetly moan, as his hands grasp the waist of your pants and underwear. “Patience is a virtue.” He teases, as he finally slips your pants and underwear off. His warm hands wrap around your hard length, lazily jerking you off. “Please? Please~” You moan as you reach down, forcing his hands to go lower, to your needy aching hole. “Oh? My good boy is getting so greedy now~” He chuckles lustfully, as his fingers coat themselves in your heated leaking slick.

“Hurry~” You beg as his fingers finally push in. “Nnngh~ Yes!” You sweetly mewl, feeling your rim stretch to accommodate his large fingers. His other hand lifts the hem of your shirt to your mouth. His fingers thrust into your heated hole, whilst his tongue flicks your nipple. “Jace!” You whine out, before bitting the back of your hand. “No, no, none of that. Our room is soundproof for a reason.” He whispers, pulling your hand down from your mouth. “Jace-! Plea- Nghhh fuck!” You moan, feeing his fingers thrust against your prostate. “Right there darling? Let me hear that again.” He demands, his fingers locking on to your bundle of nerves. “Fuck-! Wait- I’m gonna-“ You yell out your hand flying down to try and stop Jacaerys’. “No~” Jacaerys sweetly says, moving his hand faster and faster. “I want you to cum on my fingers.” He reveals with lusty satisfaction. “Just like that, I love the way you clench around my fingers~” He whispers kissing your cheek again. Your back arches, lifting off the bed as your cock twitches, shooting out your milky load. “Such a good little omega for me~” Jacaerys coos. You feel your hole clench around nothing as he pulls his fingers out. They’re thoroughly soaked in your sweet essence. “Mmmmfgh…” He moans as he sucks his fingers clean. He moves back to kiss you deeply, sharing your taste with you.

Jacaerys and your scents mix together creating a heady aroma. You’re already hazy, your eyes half glazed again, you don’t even realize Jacaerys has swapped positions around. He’s laid back on the bed with you on top of him, facing his cock. The kitty licks to your hole, and love bites to your cheeks have you twitching and squirming in his hold. “Don’t be selfish my love…” He groans, feeling your hand wrap around his cock. One of your hands grip his base, the other slowly works his aching length up and down. You take his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, and sucking as he leaks more and more pearls of precum. “Oouughh fuck-“ Jacaerys moans, as he buries his face again into your ass. His tongue licks stripes and shapes, before pushing into your warm hole. You feel Jacaerys abs flex and contract, he’s close to blowing his load. You double your efforts but before you can make him cum, he pulls your hips closer to him. “Ngh! Mmmfph! Jacaerys!” You whine as he lifts you onto his face. He’s mumbling against your hole, as he continues to tongue fuck you. You couldn’t understand him, but how could you when he’s making you feel this good. You try to move around, but his arms lock around your thighs pulling you back down.

You squeal feeling his tongue stretch you out again. His arms move you back and forth, sliding your hole against his tongue and lips. Your thighs give out as you tremble, your orgasm washing over you again. You lay down atop him, trying to catch your breath. “Jaaaace~” You mewl. Your alpha, ever dedicated, knew what you were griping about. “I want to cum inside you, my love.” He gruffly says. “I want to burst balls deep inside you.” He says as he sits up, helping you into his lap. “I want to feel your walls milk me. Fluttering, wrapped around my knot. I wanna fill you with my kids, again and again.” Jacaerys huskily says, moving you into position. You wrap your arms around his neck as he holds his cock to your hole. “Please~ please~ knock me up.” You beg, lowering your hips. The blunt tip of his cock catches on your rim, before finally breaching your warmth. “You’re always so tight and sensitive- uggh mmmfph~” Jacaerys groans, bitting your shoulder to muffle his voice as he buries himself to the hilt inside you. “Wait- fuck~” You bit your lip again, tears falling from the ecstasy he’s giving you. Your hands finding purchase on his shoulders. Jacaerys leans up, licking your lips, a quiet plea to be let in. You moan gently letting his tongue slip in. It’s alway a game of push and pull, but this is how he wins. Dominating your mouth, and senses.

“Ngh! Mmm…” You whine as he gently thrusts into you, making sure you feel the stretch of every inch. Making sure you feel his cock slide against your prostate. Indulging in the way he’s molding your insides to his exact measurements again and again. There’s nothing quite like making love to and knotting your mate, and nothing quite like being knotted by your mate. It’s a sense of euphoria that takes you to the next level. “Slowly~ please…” You mewl, placing kisses to Jacaerys jaw line. “You’re such a good little mate and omega for me, hmm?” He groans, starting to thrust into you. The moment he’s ball deep within you he’s grinding his groin against yours. “You can go faster…please alpha~” You start to beg, pushing back against his thrusting. A wicked smile stretches across his face, as he picks up his speed, thrusting into you with controlled precision to nail your prostate again, and again. Your nails drag against his back, surely leaving raised red skin as you give into the pleasure. “Fuck! I love you (Y/n)…” He whispers as he kisses your tears away, before moving down to suck on your scent gland again.

“I love you too Jace! Mmmph! Fuck! Harder! Please! Harder!” You whine moving harder and faster against his thrusting. “Ouuhh fuck (Y/n)~” Jacaerys mewls, thrusting into you with reckless abandon. He pulls out leaving his tip in before driving back in as hard as he can muster, grinding his slowly inflating knot into your hole. “You want me knot? Huh? Do ya?” He gruffly asks, holding your hips down as his powerful thrusts lift you up. “Yes!” You groan, squeezing his member as tightly as you can. You feel his knot pop past your rim, finally fully inflating. “Oh fuck! Take it!” He groans, as his cock throbs and pulses, painting your walls white. His knot continues to flex as your walls milk him for all he’s worth. His arms wrap around your shoulder, his hands gripping them tightly, as he continues to pound you through his orgasm. “Fuck! Jace!” You squeak, feeling him pull back as far as he can before pushing in again. He feels your walls wrap around him tighter than before, convulsing and quivering with delight as your cock flexes, shooting out cum. It stains his chest and abdomen, as he slows down before burying himself to the root again.

Even as your high washes over you and recedes you push him down to the bed. Riding him as slowly as you can, rolling your hips as Jacaerys whimpers beneath you. “Wait- nnghh! Babe plea- mmfph!” Jacaerys begs as you overstimulate him and yourself. When you stop and grind your groin into his, his hands are magnetically drawn to the plush globes of flesh that rock against his thighs. Despite begging you to wait, his hands force you up and down again and again. The need to cum in you again, outweighing the sensitivity that keeps building. His hand grips your ass with a strength that could bruise, whilst his other hand moves to your cock. It had been drooling and slapping against his abs, but now he was actively trying to milk you dry. “Ngh Jace! Pleasepleaseplease!” You wantonly beg, moving faster than his hands could. The clapping sound being more audible as you chased after your release. You slammed down against Jacaerys one final time as your cock spasmed and covered his body in white. Jacaerys kept thrusting into you as your orgasm ripped through you, greedily indulging in the way your hole kept trying to suck him in deeper. With a final thrust his knot swelled again, sending more of his cum deep inside of you.

You laid down on top of him, his cock still firmly impaling you. His knot still absolutely swollen and locking the two of you together. You panted against his neck, breathing in his scent as you attempted to calm down. He took deep breaths against your neck, nuzzling against your scent gland trying to comfort you. Even through your jolts of sensitivity, he kept you firmly grounded. “You did so good for me. You always do.” He whispered lovingly. You weakly smiled, unable to respond to him. “Just close your eyes I’ll take care of everything.” He assured you, rubbing your back as sleep took you. True to his word when his knot deflated he pulled out, and cleaned the bedroom up. Putting the soiled linen and clothes away immediately so the kids didn’t risk seeing the Santa suit. “Shhh, it’s okay (Y/n). I know you’re sensitive, but I have to clean you up.” He softly spoke, his eyes softening at the way you’d twitch, squirm, and whine when the wet cloth he was using came in contact with your hole and cock. When everything was said and done he put you in your softest pjs, put on some pajama pants, and pulled you closely. He looked at the baby monitor making sure Baelon was still in bed and asleep, before he joined you.

Neither you nor Jacaerys got the chance to wake up normally. Daenerys, Viserys, and even Baelon, were jumping up and down on the bed. “Daddys wake up!” Daenerys yelled. “Santa came!” Viserys added. “Daddy wake up!” Baelon added, speaking, or more accurately yelling, into your ear directly. Obviously it woke you and Jacaerys up, but both of you played it cool, before immediately getting up and wrapping your arms around your kids. “You guys are so excited for the gifts huh?” You asked happily. “Let’s not keep them waiting.” Jacaerys giddily added, getting out of bed. He gave you a hand, as your legs still felt like jelly. “Daddys come on!” Daenerys yelled skipping down the hall. “The presents aren’t going anywhere!” You playfully yelled. You and Jacaerys lovingly stared as Viserys and Baelon went to join Daenerys downstairs. Though the death stare Baelon shot at Jacaerys escaped his notice, it didn’t escape yours. “Did you see that?” You asked giggling. “See what?” Jacaerys asked, turning back to you. He looks like he’s glowing after your little romp with him. “Baelon definitely got your angry stare. What did you do to him?” You ask chuckling.

“Oh did he? I gotta see that.” Jacaerys said giggling with you. “Nothing he was a bit possessive with you yesterday, but I don’t think he was upset when I said he had to share.” Jacaerys spoke trying to recall exactly. “Well he’s only four, whatever’s upsetting him won’t stay secret for long.” You say, as you and Jacaerys join your kids downstairs. “Daddy can I open this one first?” Daenerys shouted, excited and giddy as she inspected the box with her name on it. “Sure sweetie go ahead.” You said, pulling your phone out to snap pics of them. She tore the wrapping paper to shreds before squealing. “Oh my gosh! Santa got my letter!” She declared as she looked over the prestigious art supplies ‘Santa’ got her. “Alright, Viserys you open the next one!” Jacaerys laughed. “Okay daddy!” Viserys shouted, struggling with the big box. “Here let me help.” Jacaerys said as he stood up and moved the box to the center of the living room. Viserys tore through the wrapping paper. “He got me the bike I wanted!” Viserys shouted already trying to open the box and ride his new set of wheels.

In the Christmas chaos, Baelon took Jacaerys seat. “Baelon you wanna open your gift next?” You asked gingerly. “Not if it’s from Santa.” He huffed crossing his arms. “Oh baby why?” You cooed, trying to find his sudden dislike for the man in the red suit. He turned away from you, as though the secret was breaking his tin heart. “Baelon here you go.” Jacaerys said handing him a gift. “It’s from Santa!” Jacaerys singsonged, not having heard Baelon’s earlier declaration. “No!” He shouted shoving the gift away. It clattered against the floor, you and Jacaerys briefly locked eyes hoping whatever was inside didn’t break. “Baelon you can’t throw things.” You spoke, finger under his chin, angling his head so he had to look at you. “But-“”No buts Baelon. What’s gotten into you?” Jacaerys asked. Your four year old started to turn red from the tantrum brewing within him. Jacaerys had to stifle his chortle, seeing the death glare Baelon shot his way. Jacaerys could understand why it looked like the glare he gives given how similar Baelon is to his sire, but he knew instantly. That glare belonged to you.

“Come on Baelon you have to tell us.” Daenerys cooed. Baelon seemed to fight against it for a moment, before finally he started shaking and broke. “I saw daddy kissing Santa Claus!” Baelon yelled accusatorially, his tiny finger pointing to his sire. The tiny tot had been fuming all night after he ran back to his room. He couldn’t even fathom his sire doing something like that to his daddy. Both you and Jacaerys had to bite your tongues to keep from laughing. No matter how endearing Baelon’s reaction was, no matter how you and Jacaerys knew what really happened. To Baelon, Jacaerys had cheated on you with Santa Claus. Daenerys and Viserys both gasped, each equally as hesitant to drop their gift, but did so anyways in support of you. “Well- I- Baelon, look- it’s” Jacaerys stammered, trying to think of an explanation that didn’t ruin Christmas, nor further sink his own standing. His face flushed bright red, first at the thought that the two of you had been caught, and now at the death glares he was getting from all around. “(Y/n) please.” He bemoaned, face falling into his hands. As much as you wanted to play along with your kids, you knew you had to step in and save Jacaerys.

There was literally no other way out for him. “Okay Baelon, Dany, and Viserys, your sire didn’t do anything bad to me.” You drawled out, hoping something would come to mind. “We caught Santa leaving your gifts and as thank you, daddy and I both kissed Santa Claus.” You lied straight through your teeth hoping they’d buy it. “So it was okay?” Baelon asked timidly, his eyes softening as he looked into yours. “This time it was sweetie. But thank you for coming to my defense. Thank you for protecting me.” You gingerly said, kissing his forehead. “So we can all accept the gifts from Santa?” Daenerys asked, already half crouched picking up her gift. “Of course, you guys can.” Jacaerys affirmed. “Do you want your gift now Baelon?” You asked, taking him into your arms and scenting him. “Yes please!” He chirped. Jacaerys picked up the box Baelon had kicked away moments earlier, placing it in front of him. Baelon tore it open, finding a plush blanket made of the softest fur. It smelled just like both of his daddys. The kids continued opening their gifts as their dads took breaths of relief with each new present opened. They had nailed Christmas this year too.

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