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way of the dragon.

daemon targaryen x reader

daemon finds it amusing, how you have a knack for sword fighting and how you would go as far as asking criston cole to train you rather than asking him for help.

warnings: fem! reader, reader is called "princess", jealous daemon, criston being a lil shit, sword fighting, slight mentions of exhibition but not really, brat tamer! daemon & bratty y/n :p, oral (f. receiving), corruption kink, degradation, possessiveness, choking, dacryphilia, pussy slaps, overstim. MDNI // 18+ only.

word count: 2.9k

note: look at him, he's so cunty how can I resist him

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The clang of swords echoed in the empty training field, followed by your grunts and criston's advice to further correct your technique, "your feet should be planted firmly," his voice rose above the metals clashing,

"and you need to be quick," he dunked as you swung your sword at him before he expertly held his blade at your throat, the cold metal of it flush against your warm skin, "or you will be dead in a second."

"With all the knights we have in the kingsguard, it would be a shame if the princess were to wind up dead." A familiar voice spoke up, drawing your eyes towards the source only to find daemon walking in the field with a slight smirk upon catching your attention,

"Eyes on the opponent." Criston said, his voice strict as he engaged you in another round of sword fighting. His eyes dropped to your lips, watching your jaws clench as you tried to fend him off but he was a trained swordsman and you a novice.

Daemon's hands were balled into fists as he wondered why you would want to train with this lowborn prick while you could ask him and he would have been a better teacher to you, unlike Cole.

Soon criston knocked your sword right out of your hands after backing you up against the stone wall, "You get distracted, you get dead." clearly making a point of how distracted you are by the targaryen's presence.

"So, who would dare kill the princess?" Daemon called out.

Criston looked at the rogue prince over his shoulder, "the princess wanted to practise sword fighting and asked me to teach her." He said, turning around to face daemon, "that is what I am doing."

"That is how you teach?" The prince scoffed, his fingers toying with the pommel of his sword, dark sister, "how about a duel, ser crispin?"

"Do I need to remind you, my prince, what happened the last time?" Criston chuckles to himself, "How I knocked you off your horse?"

Daemon only smiles in return, "you should try knocking me off my dragon." He raises his sword to initiate the sparring contest, "but do not worry, caraxes is resting now. You will just have to knock me off my feet."

Your heart skips a beat when daemon glances at you with his signature smirk, "looks like your mentor does not appreciate a challenge."

Criston lifts his sword at that, accepting the duel, "you should pay attention, princess, learn how a proper swordsman fights."

Daemon barely suppressed his chuckle at the knight's words before swinging his valyrian steel sword at his opponent. Criston's sword met dark sister halfway, the clang resonating in the field as he was pushed behind a few steps from the sheer force the prince applied.

"What's the matter, ser crispin? Am I tiring you out?" Daemon taunted after a while as he noticed Cole heaving slightly, "enough." You intervened before the knight could respond, making the men halt in their tracks.

There's no doubt that both of them were very skilled but the battle for a victor was taking too long and you had grown tired of hearing them make jabs at each other,

"ser criston, thank you for your services, you may leave us now." The knight smirked at daemon before leaving with a curt bow.

A silence engulfed you and Daemon as you remained in the field alone with him, "your sword is impressive."

"Valyrian steel." Daemon stated, "Dark sister, is it?" He nodded before handing it to you, "here." His larger hand came up to support yours as you held his sword, "careful there." He guided you to strike the sword in the air, "wouldn't want you to hurt yourself,"

turning over your shoulder to face him, your breath hitches once you noticed the proximity. His lips are dangerously close to yours, "princess." Your name slips off his tongue after that and your heart flutters at the sound of it. With your eyes dropping close, you slowly lean towards him and he follows suit, letting his lips fall upon yours.

Daemon cradles your face in his warm palm, his other hand holding your wrist as you held his sword, "you belong with me," he breathes into the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours to whisper, "not with some knight, or other high lord," his hand slips around your waist to pull you forward. You let loose a small moan as you stumble into him, "we belong together, you and me."

"Then take me, daemon." You challenge, feeding the fire of his possessiveness, "fuck me here," your free hand curls around his shoulder, "right now." Your fingers weave in his hair as you pull him forward to meet your lips in a searing kiss,

"here?" There's a breath of chuckle from him which you counter, "why?" Your eyes bore into his while your fingers wrapped tighter around the handle of his sword, "worried that anyone would see us?"

Your mouth is on his neck, leaving kisses and biting the skin as you continued, "that criston would stumble upon us? Does that bother you, my prince?" It makes him chuckle, "no."

He gently takes dark sister from you, sheathing her away, "princess like you deserves her first time to be memorable, in the luxury of your room, on your bed," he ducks in to steal another kiss, "with someone she loves."

Your hand finds his, drawing a pattern on the back of his hand with your thumb, "Then accompany me to your room, my prince." You let out a soft giggle as you let him lead you through the castle, "we're here, princess." He announces once the door to his room closes behind him, a sly smile on his lips while he watches you take in your surroundings.

Daemon begins undoing his vest after placing his sword on the table, "looks like the princess admires the view." He says upon noticing you stare at his naked torso.

You had stopped midway of taking off your clothes as your eyes caught on the prince but you soon snapped out of it when he walked up to you, tilting your chin up to whisper against your lips, "go on now, do not stop on my account."

His hands came up to aid you in getting off your clothes. Now unrestrained, his lips were upon yours soon enough, his hands roaming your naked body and grabbing your ass to pull you closer to himself. And you think you heard a stray whisper coming from him, "mine."

But it all resolved into a surprised chuckle when you pushed him down on the bed and straddled him, "that is quite bold of you, princess." He says, propping himself up on his elbows but he's soon pushed back against the sheets as you placed your hand on his chest.

Leaning down close to his face, you hummed, biting his lower lip after you spoke, "hm? I thought it is the way of the dragon," dragging your bare cunt against his hard cock, you shuddered,

"the way of the dragon, hm?" Daemon mused, his hand sliding up the valley of your breasts before curling around your throat, "very well then, I will fuck you like one."

He flipped you so that you were under him with him on top of you, caging you in his arms with a menacing smirk on his lips, "dragons are dangerous creatures," he whispers against your skin while laying kisses upon the stretch of your torso and all the way down to your tummy, "they have to be tamed." His gaze flicks to your face as he settles in between your legs, his mouth hovering above your glistening pussy.

Daemon's arm weighs heavy on your tummy as he holds down your twitching hips. Your thighs quiver, closing in on his head while his mouth worked on your cunt, tongue teasing your clit till it's swollen.

He nibbled on your clit softly with a chuckle, making you jerk away but his grasp on you was unmoving. Your tiny yelp only added to his ego. His fingers gripped your thigh harshly, “looks like your cunt is desperate for me,"

You're panting under his gaze— a ruined mess and he hasn't even given you his dick yet. your pussy clenches around empty air as he suckles on your clit. You want more, for him to fill you up with his cock— or even his fingers— "Daemon," You whine, "more,"

"You will have to beg for it, princess." He states simply, biting back a snicker as he watched you huff.

"Maybe I should just escort myself to ser criston and ask him to fuck me," it is nothing if not a ploy to see how much you can rile him up. The slight dark haze in the prince's eyes made shivers lick at your spine, "very well then.” mumbling that against your pussy, he drags his tongue through your clenching hole.

Your thighs try to close in when you feel his nose bump at the hood of your clit but he was intent on keeping you down. "if you wish to act like a common whore, then I shall treat you like one. It's only fair, don't you think?" He chuckled breathily as your hips bucked up against his face,

"Maybe you are just all words and no actions," you retort with a chuckle of your own which soon turns into a restrained moan, "I think ser criston wou—"

"Saying another man's name while you are in bed with me," Warm breath falling moist against your cunt and it's almost enough to make you cum,

“Looks like the princess needs to be taught a lesson on why she shouldn't behave like a brat.” his voice is muffled with him slurping away at your pussy. your lips part in a broken scream of his name as you gush on his tongue.

The wet sounds of him licking you clean had warmth curling under your skin, fogging up your mind. Your eyes droop as he pulls away, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand.

Him tapping the head of his cock against your cunt brought your attention back to him, “Brats don't get off so easy, princess." Smearing the leaky tip against your folds, he smirks at your little squeak, "what was it that you were suggesting?" He asked, tilting his head as he pretended to recall your words, "ah, that you should go and ask Cole to fuck you."

Daemon's hand comes to rest around your throat as soon as your lips part to respond, "once I am done with you, no other man would be able to satisfy you," his lips are on yours as he says that, eyes dark with a mix of jealousy and possessiveness.

Wrenching your thighs open as soon as they tried to clamp shut, he spanks your cunt. Huge palm hitting on the sensitive clit of yours and setting your nerves alight with a sting, "I will mould this tight little cunt to the shape of my cock," your toes curl in with a whine as his long fingers massaged the tingling nub before he cruelly slaps your twitching hole again.

You gasp once you feel his cock push past your folds, stretching your walls to accommodate the sheer size of him, "daemon, fuck—" it's a foreign sensation and a foreign sentiment as to why your body and mind still screams for more even when you could feel sparks of pain, "you can take it,"

his mouth is on your skin, hot and wet as he kisses along your jaw. He let you claw at his back, grunted as your nails dug into his skin as he bottomed out inside you, "Look at you," he whispers at your failed attempts of biting back your moans once he delivers a single thrust, his cock hitting places deep inside you that you were unaware of,

"Moaning like a stupid little whore for me," he coos, his large hands palming your breasts, giving a gentle squeeze as he watched you squirm under him with a smirk.

Your eyes take in the sadistic curve of his lips displayed on his face through glassy vision as tears boiled up at the corner of your eyes. The stings of overstimulation settling in your body as daemon continued to fuck you deep. His hard thrusts letting you feel every inch of his girth.

Eyes squeezed shut to catch up with how his cock stretched out your tight little hole, you could only moan incoherent words. Grabbing your jaw, he presses his fingers hard under your cheekbones,

“say princess, would that knight be able to fuck you like this? Till you lose your mind?" He's hushing down your whine of protest with just a roll of his hips against yours, "'Cause I can tell with how tight your pussy feels around me.”

“So tell me,” your mind is all but gone with how good his cock is filling you up. Drunk on the burn of his shaft dragging sweet against your walls, all you can form are babbles of his name followed by soft pleas.

Grunting as he pulls out almost fully before thrusting deep, he watches your jaw hang open in pure carnal ecstasy, "he can't," you whisper with a stutter, "only you, daemon." You buck up against his hips, nearing another orgasm.

Rough hands held you down, uncaring fingers digging into your hips as he pounded into you. Soon, your orgasm rolls through you from his unrelenting thrusts. Before you can say his name, he shushes you with a kiss.

he paused, burying balls deep in you so that you can feel every single inch of his fat cock inside your spasming pussy. A single groan resonated at the back of his throat as he cursed under his breath, "I should summon him here," the harsh grip on your thighs is pulling your legs over his shoulders, so that he can go even deeper— as if that's possible, "fuck you in front of him,"

“daemon, fuck! 's too much,” Chuckling wicked at your whimper, he only thrusts harder, fucking you through your orgasm and building up yet another one consecutively, “you would like that, would you not, princess? I know sluts like you who get off on being watched.”

his eyes trailed down to catch on your cunt. Smirking, he admired the way his cock disappeared inside you as he rolled his hips harshly into yours, "you just tightened up around me, does it really appeal to you so much? The thought of someone else watching me claim you?" resting his forehead against your sweaty one, he sighs.

"Perhaps." You manage to get out in between gasps and moans, "It's just the thought of everyone knowing that I belong with you which appeals to me. That I would not have to reject another suitor as i wait for you to marry m—" his lips on yours cuts you off and you moan as you taste the tang of your own slick on his tongue.

you didn't even notice the pearly hot tears rolling down your cheeks from all the intense feels he was inflicting on you. He moves his lips to your cheek, kissing away the salty beads, "Pretty little thing like you should not worry about all that."

“i want you, daemon, only you,” you cried out, enduring all his rough poundings as he demanded yet another orgasm from you,“i am yours.” his hips stuttered when your cunt fluttered around him, a scream of his name rippling from your throat as you came yet again, "and I will destroy anyone who tries to come in between us." He grunts, his pace stumbling as he nears his own high.

You're biting back the screams, thrashing under him as this orgasm wrecked you thoroughly, "I am going to pump you full of my seed," His nose nudges at your cheek as he rests his forehead on yours, "please, daemon." You keen, arms wrapped tight around his neck as he spilled hot spurts of cum inside you.

Delivering a few more thrusts to fuck his cum deeper within you, he lets loose a breathy chuckle, "train with me next time, princess. I can teach you better than some knight." Laying a sweet kiss upon your lips, he continues, "I will even let you have my sword."

"Well," you start, curling into his chest with a smile, "you are quite a flirt, daemon targaryen."

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mywhatever4fan · 6 years ago

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“If you like . . .” popular YA fantasy tropes edition

Assassins / fighting / traINING SEQUENCES

to satisfy your need for a good training montage

Graceling by Kristin Cashore

set in a society where members are ‘graced’ with one specific power, we follow a girl who is graced in killing, and working for a corrupt king

main is fcking kick ass as hell, lots of training fight sequences that you can pretend have a dope soundtrack

A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E. Schwab -

Lila fucking Bard??? And her knives?? Just read it, this series is killer and the main has the same obsession with her knives as I have with her p.s. you get magic competition montages what more do u want in life

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo -

NiNA and INeJ. This book has a rotating PoV system, and of the two main girls one is a gorgeous waffle loving sorceress and the other is a fucking knife wielding acrobat that will fill your need for sneaky sneaky spy/assassin types

The Queen’s Thief series by Megan Whalen Turner -

In the later books you get some thicc duels on training grounds that will make you shit yourself so not quite a sequence but read it anyways ok

Nevernight by Jay Kristoff -

Assassin training sequences like you’ve never fucking seen please read it and love it

Le feminine and strong main

To satisfy your need for more gals who are allowed to have both strength and femininity

The Wrath and the Dawn by Renee Ahdieh -

queen of your life stuns everyone with her gorgeousness and the reader with her strength??

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo -

coming at ya fast for a second time, Nina is girly af and also loves waffles which is just a perk you’ll love her i promise

Fire and Bitterblue by Kristin Cashore -

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Falling Kingdoms by Morgan Rhodes -

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The Demon King by Cinda Williams Chima -

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The Queen’s Thief series by Megan Whalen Turner -

The goddamn Queen of Attolia she wears dresses and runs a kingdom what more do you want

Le Romance

enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, sexual tension

The Queen’s Thief series by Megan Whalen Turner -

Never will you be so wrecked over such subtle romance I’m not gonna spoil and tell you which trope is going on but I just need to plug this series every day so have it in every category

Fire, Graceling, and Bitterblue by Kristen Cashore -

all of these have romance and all of them are GOOD COMMUNICATIVE HEALTHY romances you’re welcome (ft. sexual tension on training grounds, star crossed lovers, and CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD)

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo -

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Falling Kingdoms by Morgan Rhodes -

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The Wrath and the Dawn by Renee Ahdieh -

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Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor -

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Trick by Natalia Jaster -

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Captive Prince by C.S. Pacat -

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Nevernight by Jay Kristoff -

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The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller -

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The Tiger’s Daughter by K. Arsenault Rivera -

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