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ladylokianna · 2 days ago

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For the father that was Viserys, surely it is not difficult for Aegon trying to be a good one for his children ❤️ Thank you so much for reading, I'm glad you liked it! 💙💙

A son's first hero, a daughter's first love

Pairing: Aegon II and Helaena. So, canonical and typical TargIncest. You've been warned. I know some people dislike it so if you're not comfortable, just skip this and (eventually) see you next time ☺️

Other characters: Jaehaerys, Jaehaera and yet to be born Maelor.

Word counts: 1,300 circa

Warnings: as I already said, canonic Targaryen incest, hint of smut (just a hint, very very soft) at the beginning, but basically a lot of fluff. In my head it was all about dad!Aegon but it turns out differently while writing it down. OOC, obviously. A bit of swearing.

A/N: no, i'm not at all amused about how the showrunners depicted Aegon. He's not a saint and we all know, but it's not a total imbecile. And his relation to Helaena is deeper in the book. I wanted to give these two poor souls a bit of happiness like we all deserve. Also, I love these children so much.

A/N 2: I'm not used to write about Aegon (my allegiance is for Aemond), so I hope I didn't made a mess. Also, not so good with titles, sorry 🤷🏻‍♀️

English is not my first language and I still made a mess with verbs, so please be gentle.

As always, dividers by @zaldritzosrose

The storm had approached quickly, surprising the Red Keep and its inhabitants during the hour of the wolf.

Aegon rubbed his eyes, watching the pouring rain pelting down on the windows as a lightning illuminated the whole chamber.

Helaena protested with a soft moan as he lift the covers, allowing the cold air of the room to creep in between the sheets, and she slipped further under the warm layers, shivering.

She widened her eyes as soon as she became aware of the lightening, curling up under the covers in anticipation of the thunder that would come shortly, glimpsing Aegon sitting on the edge of the bed, stretching himself.

She reached out a hand toward him, braving the coldness, and got his attention after resting it on the center of his bare back. Aegon jerked at the sudden contact, shuddering and jumping out of the bed with a surprised shriek.

"Fuck, Hel! Your hand is a… is a block of ice!"

"Is it? Oh, sorry, my bad."

"You little liar, you're not sorry at all."

He crawls back onto the bed, tucking his hands under the covers and pulling Helaena toward him by the ankles, making her laugh.

"I have chills even where I shouldn't have them, thanks to you." he said, settling on all fours and towering over her. "What am I supposed to do now? As a minimum, to make amends, you have to warm me up. If nothing else, at least my hands."

Understanding where Aegon was trying to go with this, Helaena tried to escape, but he trapped her beneath him.

"Don't you even try." she admonished him, trying to give her words a tone as serious as possible. "Aegon, I mean it, don't ... ah!"

He slipped a hand under her back, just above her bottom, snickering amusedly on her lips at her gasp.

"There, that's much better now."

"You're unfair, I cannot move and now I'm colder than before." protested Helaena, placing her hands on his sides before tickling him. Aegon groaned in between laughing, trying hard not to collapse on her.

"Hel, stop."

Aegon leaned in to kiss her in an attempt to stop the tickle, feeling his cock already getting hard; settling down on a side, he then stroked her slowly, his palm wide open on her skin to savour every inch of Helaena's body, grasping gently a swollen breast, her round belly and at last, reaching down between her legs to discover that she was as aroused as him.

"Looks like you're not cold everywhere…" Aegon teased, stroking gently her warm folds, moving his fingers a little down. "Turn on your side, Hel."

A thunder more violent than the previous ones made her scream in fear, and Aegon clearly heard noises from the twins' room.

"Sorry…" murmured Helaena, scared.

"What for? You're safe, don't worry. We will come back to this later, I promise." he shushed her reassuringly, shrieking again when his feet touched the icy floor, headed to the small basin to wash his hands. "Fuck it's cold! It's so fucking cold!"

"We're in winter after all…"

"How strange however, a thunderstorm at this time of the year." he commented almost mindlessly, trying to reach his clothes scattered all over: the tunic half hanged on the backrest of an armchair, his breeches on another armchair, Helaena's nightgown on the rug near the fireplace where he had carelessly thrown it hours before, when he had nearly tore it off her body, eager to undress her.

"Here, put it on before you catch a cold." he coaxes, helping Helaena to wear the garment. "Stay under the blankets, Hel, I'll relight the fire."

Doing what Aegon had told her, Helaena watched him relighting the fire, their love skirmishes now forgotten.

"What a fortune we don't live at Storm's End… can you imagine it? A storm almost each day… must be exhausting."

Helaena chuckled a bit, avoiding to correct Aegon: that story about Storm's End battered by thunderstorms every day was nothing but a legend.

"...what are you doing?" she asked, looking at him questioningly when, shortly after, she saw him lacing up his breeches.

"I'm getting dressed."

"I do see that, but why?"

"Because in a few minutes we will no longer be alone. And we certainly don't want our children to see something they shouldn't, do we?" was Aegon's amused reply, as another thunder seemed to rip the sky.

"Right... Jaehaera fears thunders."

And then, as Aegon had predicted, the squeak of the door's hinges and the patter of Jaehaera's light, childish steps on the stone floor.

"Daddy?" she called him, in a barely audible voice.

He turned towards Helaena, an expression in his eyes as if to say: see?

"Come in, baby, I'm over here."

Frightened, Jaehaera had reached their room in haste, barefoot and only in her nightgown, clutching her favourite puppet to her chest.

"Here you are, I was waiting for you." he smiled, picking her up and feeling soon after her little legs encircling his waist, her little body shuddering both for fear and cold, her voice faint and shaky.

"I'm scared of thunders, daddy."

"I know, sweetie, mum is scared too. But have no fear, I'm here. I'll take Sunfyre and we'll fight them until you'll be safe!" proclaimed Aegon, drawing an imaginary sword. "Rawrrr, beware of you, damn thunders!!!"

"Nooo! Stay with me!"

"Fine... let's sneak under the blanket until the storm is gone. You too Jaehaerys, I know you're behind the armchair."

The little boy followed his sister shortly after, climbing into the bed and settling between his twin and Helaena.

Another lightning, in anticipation of it's thunder.

"Shoo them away daddy."

"Uh... I'll see what I can do, but in the meantime, how about a hug? Would that be good?"

Aegon settled on his back, pulling Jaehaera to him and inducing her to rest her head on his heart, careful to cover the other ear with one hand as to shield it from the increasingly loud thunders outside.

"Here, listen to my heart. You are safe now, love, don't be scared."

"It's getting closer and closer." noticed Helaena.

Aegon reached out a hand, brushing her cheek with his knuckles.

"It will be over in no time, you'll see."

Jaeherys hugged his mother trying to imitate the embrace in which Aegon had enclosed Jaehaera.

"Here mummy, I'll protect you." he said, imitating Aegon's gestures and patting his little hand over his heart in a sort of invitation.

Helaena smiled lovingly, resting her head on her son's chest but without weighing on him.

"You are safe, mummy, fear not!"

"Be gentle Jaehaerys, your mum is carrying a baby." Aegon interjected, still stroking Jaehaera's back. When he noticed his wife's gaze upon him, he turned his head towards her. "What?"

"I've told you, you're a great dad."

He didn't tell her how much those words meant to him, to know that he was and would be a better father to their children than Viserys had been to the two of them, to Aemond, to Daeron. He did not remember ever receiving affection from him, because Viserys had reserved it only for Rhaenyra.

He looked at Jaehaera resting on his chest, stroking her silvery hair: the only thought of the endless trust his little girl had in him and how much love he felt for her, her brother, and for the little one who was about to arrive, was sufficient to make him cry in joy.

"I want them to know that they're loved. They're so loved. You're everything good that I have in my life even if sometimes I'm a mess."

"We're all a mess, in our own way. We just need to find how to put together the pieces. Look: the storm is gone."

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coffeebooksrain18 · 1 day ago

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Imagine Rhae Rhae face when she arrives at King's Landing and sees that Aegon is gone even though Alicent told her otherwise lmao

This is actually something I'm worried about. What is she gonna do the Alicent and Helaena. I mean Rhaenyra realizing she got dooped will be hilarious but I do worry for Alicent and Helaena.