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Some contain mature content.

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Someone. Anyone.

Aegon ii Targaryen x Reader

SUMMARY: Aegon has waited his entire life for someone to care.

the summer islands

Aegon Ⅱ Targaryen x fem!Reader

Summary: In a failed attempt of escaping, Aegon accidentally arrives in an unknown island where a lovely and lonely girl lives.

Safe In Your Arms

Aegon Ⅱ Targaryen x fem!Reader

Summary:  There is only one person whom the Prince can find comfort with.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲 ���𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬

aegon targaryen ii x fem!reader

summary: aegon seeks comfort from you

You’re Mine

Aegon Ⅱ Targaryen x Sister!Reader

Summary: On Aegon's name day, you spent time dancing with everyone. But there is someone who is always watching you.

healing sessions

Aegon Ⅱ Targaryen x sister!Reader

summary: aegon isn't dealing well with his father loss, but gladly there is someone who's gonna do her best to lift his spirit a bit

Aegon The Burnt

Aegon ii Targaryen x sister!Reader

COMFORT ME, STAY WITH ME

part 1

aegon targaryen x targaryen! reader

COMFORT ME, STAY WITH ME

part 2

helaena targaryen x targaryen! reader, aegon targaryen x targaryen! reader

the ones we love (will destroy us)

aegon x fem!targaryen!reader

You Can Do It

Aegon Ⅱ Targaryen x sister-in-law!Reader (Daughter of Rhaenyra)

Summary: The twins are born. Aemond isn't by your side, but Aegon is.

The Heavenly Ivory Touch of Your Hand 

aegon x aemond's wife!reader

Summary: The news of your husband's infidelity had driven you into Aegon's arms, your growing companionship tethering on the edge of decency.

Aegon The Burnt

Aegon ii Targaryen x sister!Reader

warnings: infidelity (reader is Aemond's wife), incest, spoilers of s2ep5

𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

Aegon x half-sister!Reader

Summary: 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘝𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘈𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘩𝘢𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

Lose Control

Aegon Ⅱ x Niece!Reader

Summary: Aegon knew it would never work. But did he care? Of course not. You were one of few members of his family who didn't look at him like he was a failure. Was it love? He didn't know. But he never felt whole without you.

Survival is Victory

Aegon x niece!reader

Summary: As Rhaenyra's only daughter, you were married to Aegon to secure peace after the Dance. You soon realized that in order to insure your survival and that of your younger brothers, you would need to win the king's affection.      

The Rats 

Aegon ii Targaryen x Velaryon(Strong)!Reader 

Summary: Aegon attempts to make peace with Rhaenyra after being forced to usurp her throne. Lucerys’ death complicates things.

The Albatross 

Aegon x Velaryon(Strong)!Reader

Summary: Originally an unlikely match, you give birth to Aegon’s first child, and his entire world changes. 

Marry Me

Aegon ii Targaryen x Velaryon (Strong)!Niece!Reader

Summary : Rhaenyra’s daughter is off limits, but Aegon won’t allow her to marry anyone else.

My heart is yours, as yours is mine

Aegon x Hightower!Fem!Reader

Gevie

Aegon x betrothed!Reader

summary: you finally agree to go for a ride on sunfyre and your betrothed certainly makes it worth your while

Taste of You.

Aegon ii Targaryen x wife!Reader

Warnings - mdni, lactation kink, PRAISE, p in v sex, breeding. Aegon is so in love

I Won't Allow It

Aegon x pregnant!wife!Reader

Summary: Aegon knows the risks of childbirth and is thrilled when (Y/n) sails through labour. But when she takes a bad turn, he doesn't know how to cope. He won't live without her.

Aegon Targaryen x Wife!Reader

Summary: The days following Rooks Rest were spent by Aegon’s side and no where else.

Midway

Aegon ii Targaryen x wife!Reader 

Summary: You did not choose to be Aegon's wife, and yet you seem to be the only one choosing to be there for him during his recovery.

Reward (nsfw)

Aegon ii Targaryen x wife!Reader

Summary: riding a needy aegon and he looks at you with tears in his eyes and keeps mumbling praises against your skin

Midway

Aegon ii Targaryen x wife!Reader

Summary: You did not choose to be Aegon's wife, and yet you seem to be the only one choosing to be there for him during his recovery.

My King

Aegon ii Targaryen x wife!Reader

Take What You Need

Sub!Aegon x wife!Reader

𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇, 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄.

aegon ii targaryen x wife!reader

SYNOPSIS: in the wake of his burning, aegon’s recovery is marked by rage and insecurities. he pushes you away, but it is your comforting embrace that he desires above all else.

Shield for a Heart

King Aegon x wife reader

Summary: As your husband Aegon ascends the throne, you can no longer bear his indifference and beseech him to consummate your fruitless union. His self-loathing makes the freshly crowned king crumble in your arms.

Midway

Aegon ii Targaryen x wife!Reader

Summary: You did not choose to be Aegon's wife, and yet you seem to be the only one choosing to be there for him during his recovery.

the lovers

aegon ii targaryen x tyrell!wife!reader

Summary: aegon had never known the tender touch of love, from the cradle as a babe, he was cursed to be unlovable. his mother held no love for him, only the safety he provided her. his father never spared him a glance, to sickness struck to see past his golden daughter. his siblings were indifferent to him, never really having the want to dig past his drunkard front. but then came her... aegon never understood why she loved him, what she saw in him that others could not, what he could not see in himself. but thank the gods above, there was nothing he wouldn't do to keep her devotion, because the unlovable had finally found someone who loved him; and who he loved in turn.

In Her Embrace

Aegon x Velaryon!niece!Reader

Summary - Aegon can only seem to find consolation and loyalty in his wife, who fiercely defends him against the world's cruelty. He clings to her like a lifeline, craving the affection and comfort she uniquely provides, both through her words and through her body.

Appetite

Chubby!Aegon ii Targaryen x fem!Wife!Reader

Pretty Boy

Aegon Targaryen x wife!Reader

From hate to love… or something like that 

Aegon II Targaryen x fem! reader

Soft NSFW sub!aegon

Aegon Targaryen x Reader Masterlist

[xxnymeriatargaryenxx]

being aemond’s wife consists of sitting on his lap and stroking his hair while he comes up with battle strategies 💜

also — the way this chair is designed is kinda perfect for riding him…. dont you think?

[theghooligan]

daemon and all the ghosts of harrenhall living it up every night:

[floatyflowers]

The Fawn|| Dark! House Targaryen men (Maegor, Aenys, and Aegon II) various x Baratheon Reader

Meagor/Aenys

You are the daughter of Orys Baratheon, Rhaenys decided to take you in hopes of marrying you off to Aenys.

But she passed away before the arranged marriage could be annouced.

Aegon decided to keep you as a ward, and have Aenys engaged to Alyssa Velaryon instead

When Maegor was born, when you were six, you enjoyed playing with him, he reminded you of your dolls, that you treat like your babies.

As you grow up with Aenys and Maegor, you fall deeply in love with Aenys and viewed Maegor as your little brother, nothing more.

Aenys was also deeply in love with you.

But you got heartbroken when Aenys married Alyssa, and even though the first thing Aenys did was head to your chambers to claim that he still loves you.

You refused to continue your relationship with him, because you don't wish to ruin his marriage.

Even when Maegor grew up, becoming strong and skillful despite not owning a dragon.

Every tourney, he would win, you would become the queen of love and beauty.

Of course this is a scandal due to Maegor being already married to Ceryse Hightower which enraged many including Aenys.

After Aegon I passed away and Aenys became king, you were assigned with being a cupbearer.

Maegor didn't like that at all, and proposed to take you as a second wife, but you refused.

So he kidnapped you and forced you to marry him in a traditional valerian way, and when Aenys heard about that, he banished his brother.

Aenys dies, and Maegor returns from the banishment with you and his mother to take the throne, even if you hated the idea.

Yet you are too afraid to show refusal now that you are pregnant.

"I did this to save the realm from being ruled under a weak king just like what happened with Aenys, you must understand that I did it for us "

Aegon II Targaryen

You don't like Aegon for many reasons.

His sexual flirting, or his anger issues that comes out whenever you are with another boy.

Aegon pleaded with his grandfather to marry you to him.

And it worked, and you ended up marrying Aegon, despite both of you being young.

Aegon didn't give up his drinking habits but he gave up messing around with women for you.

And as time goes on you find yourself falling in love with him, especially after giving birth to the twins.

You realize that Aegon didn't have the best childhood, his father ignoring his existence while his mother and grandfather were harsh on him.

So, you tried to give him that love, and it worked as he found comfort in your embrace only.

He even began to reflect that love on Jaehaera and Jaehaerys and later on Maelor when he is born.

But when usurped the throne from his sister, though you pleaded with him not to do it, and he wasn't going to do.

But his mother placed fear in his head, the fear of you getting murdered along with the children after his older sister becomes the queen.

But with that choice, you decided to leave to Storm's End with your children in secret.

However the plan failed, as Aegon had spies around, whom inform him of everything inculding your handmaidens.

He locked you up and took the children away from you.

And when you try to apologize to get to see them, Aegon refused.

He even refused when you admitted that you are pregnant.

"After everything I did for us, for our family, you chose to betray me! You are not leaving those chambers until I die"

[achaoticeternal]

bewitched.

AEMOND TARGARYEN X FEM!READER

summary: more word has arrived to you regarding your husbands infidelity. as he returns to you, you present him with a choice.  word count: 2k warnings: drinking. strong language. angst. adultery. pain. a/n: see end of the piece for author’s note

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

choose your own ending...

— ending 1.

— ending 2.

— ending 3.

— ending 4.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“My lady,” Your chambermaid spoke from the doorway, returning with a fresh pitcher of wine as you had requested, “Should I see the children to bed?”

“Please do,” Your voice was soft, the words fragile in your solemn state.

“It might be best for you to rest, rather than await the return of Prince Aemond.”

Her words were gentle, simply advising you to take care of yourself. But the fires of hurt and betrayal were already lit. 

“What makes you believe that I am awaiting my husband?” With words more venomous than you intended, you bid her leave.

At the sound of the door shutting, you stood and moved toward the pitcher and chalice left idly by the fireplace. You poured the deep red liquid and lifted the cup to your lips, taking a generous gulp.  The dull burn allowed some relief to your heightened senses. But you also knew that the alcohol only added fuel to your fire. 

Rain began to pour over King’s Landing, softly thudding against the windows and stone of the castle walls. Usually, the rain would lull you to sleep, but it seemed the thunder of the skies only spurred you to continue drowning away the ache in your heart. Your eyes flickered over the second chalice that had been placed on the silver tray with your pitcher. It seemed that the servants expected Aemond to return to the Keep tonight. You were not sure if you wish for him to return or for him to drown in the heavy rains that poured from the sky. 

As if the fool perfectly timed you, you glanced out the window to see the silhouette of Vhagar descending toward the Dragon Pits. In a drunken frenzy, you pulled the curtain to cover it, instead, the velvet fabric came down at your harsh tug. 

The frustration would nearly boil over, but you did not allow the simple issues to push you over the threshold. As the Queen had often advised you, it was important that a lady bite her tongue and keep her composure even when she is by her lonesome. If someone saw the illusion of a proper lady shatter, it would be nearly impossible to recover from. She even revealed to you how she had come by this knowledge, sharing with you the events that occurred the night Aemond became the one-eyed prince.  

Swiftly, you moved back toward the fireplace, picking up the parcel that a raven had delivered directly to you just this morning. It appeared blank to the simple eye, but when you hovered the note over the fire, the message revealed itself. The contents of it were simple, but completely shattered something inside of you:

She is with child. 

Though the news had shocked you, the existence of the other woman did not. When Aemond and Daeron laid siege to Harrenhal and the Riverlands, word had traveled through the courts regarding the princes bedding other women. At the time, you had bit your tongue, excusing your husband’s infidelity as you convinced yourself it was just something he used to relieve his stress from battlefields. 

But even after the marches through the Riverlands were claimed to be successful and at an end, Aemond would sometimes fly off to Harrenhal. He would say that he was just ensuring the hold that the Greens had on the region, yet you never believed his lies. 

It was said that Harrenhal was cursed, blood mixed into the stone that built it. You believed the stories true after the great fire took the lives of Lord Lyonel and Ser Harwin when you were a child yourself. But now a curse had attached itself to your husband and kept him crawling back to the towers of Harrenhal. 

The door cracked open, the hinges creaking as he entered, exhaustion painted over his face. Aemond was completely drenched, his hair now scrunched into waves rather than falling perfectly straight. Most of his leather overlayer had been discarded for the servants to see to, leaving him in a black tunic and pants with his riding boots.

It took him a few moments, but Aemond quickly came to realize that you were resting by the fire rather than fast asleep in your shared bed. 

“Should you not be sleeping, dear wife?” Aemond called out to you while readying himself to turn into bed. 

“Sleep has… escaped me recently,” You replied, eyes remaining on the fire. Only at his words did the nerves begin to spur inside you. How would he react when you told him? What would tomorrow bring? None of it really mattered, you supposed, as long as you didn’t allow your nerves to get the best of you. 

Now in his proper bedclothes, Aemond began to approach the fireplace. He noticed the half-empty pitcher of wine, slightly shocked that you were partaking this late at night. Usually, you would reserve yourself to only enjoying wine at dinners or feasts, not in your marriage chambers. His eye flickered to the second chalice that sat empty on the silver platter. His slender fingers reached to grasp it, “Would this cup be for me?”

You turned your head, looking between the pitcher and chalice but never into his eye, “The maid brought it with her, probably as a formality. No one expected you back tonight.”

Aemond’s brow furrowed at the tone you spoke with, and it caught the prince off guard when you returned your gaze to the fire rather than continuing to speak with him. He poured his own chalice with wine and allowed himself to enjoy it. He stayed in place, unwavering from his position as he looked down on you.

The air went still… the taste of the wine began to sour in his mouth. He sensed something to be out of place, yet he could not pinpoint it. Usually, you would be elated to see him, but recently you were far more reserved from your husband. Aemond was not sure if he should be upset or concerned, but did not ponder on the thought too much as he allowed himself to attend to his duties rather than his wife. 

With a sigh and a light cough to clear his throat, the prince finally spoke once more, “Come to bed…”

The pause settled again before your soft chuckle hung in the air. Quickly, you stood from your seated position and drowned the remainder of your chalice in one swig. You moved to the table and refilled your cup till the pitcher ran dry. Instead of crossing to your bed, you remained standing, only turned away from the man. This behavior caused Aemond to clench his jaw, subduing his urge to correct such disobedience. 

“Will you not come to bed with me?” Aemond summoned you again. 

Once more you chuckled at him, not sparing him any sort of look from you. Just the cruel chuckle of your acknowledgment. 

“Your husband demands—”

“My husband demands me of nothing,” You interrupted him, “And he would do well to find another bed to sleep in or find himself in tonight.”

At your words, Aemond crossed toward you, attempting to snatch the half-drunk chalice of wine from your hands, “It seems you have overindulged yourself. It would do you well to sleep before—”

“Before what? Before I continue to act out of turn?” With a fierce determination, your fingers clutched down onto the chalice so that Aemond could not separate it from you. Your words dripped with poison, “Or before you return to Harrenhal and bed the whore witch?”

At the mention of Alys, both you and Aemond let go of the goblet at the same time and simply watched it fall to the ground, red liquid covering the tile floors. 

“It would do you well not to speak of things you do not know or understand.”

“I understand it quite plainly that my husband is now an adulterer, just like his eldest brother and his damned uncle. It seems that disloyalty to marriage is quite a common trait among Targaryen men.”

Quickly, Aemond’s hand came to your throat, gripping the flesh to show how serious he was being, yet not hard enough to asphyxiate you, “Did you not understand my words before, my stupid little wife? It would do you well not to speak of things you do not know…”

“Oh? But I do know…” Your hands grabbed at his forearms, nails sinking into the flesh so that he would release you, “And it would do you well to learn just how smart your wife is…”

“I have known… I have known about Alys since your first rampage through the Riverlands. For moons, I remained confined to the Red Keep from your orders, and when they came to deliver news of you and your victories, I cheered. I still cheered when the maids told me the rumors between you and Alys, because I was grateful to the Seven that you were alive. Because I was still foolish enough to love you far more than you deserve.”

Tears threatened to spill over, but you swallowed them back. You would not allow Aemond the pleasure of your tears, only the fire of your anger. 

“She promised me security for my life and the lives of my men,” Aemond attempted to justify himself, “I could not risk it—”

“You could have offered her gold, offered her a title, or anything else besides your body! Instead, you break your vows. And you did not stop there, because you continue to fly back to Harrenhal whenever you desire the witch’s cunt to the point where your son and daughter could not even recognize you if they ever saw you!” You huffed out, scanning his face for any sign of emotion, anything at all.

“You have allowed your lust to overcome you, disappointing your wife, your mother, and the Seven. Worst of all, you shall now have your own bastard. At least this bastard will not be raised of the Street of Silk as your brother’s bastards have.”

“How did you know?” Aemond’s voice cracked while he asked the question, “How do you know she is pregnant?”

A smirk played on your lips at the question, “It seems that the Master of Whispers is a very devoted friend of the Queen, and with the Queen being your mother, she deemed it important enough to share the news with me, your faithful wife.”

His face went pale at the realization of how many people were aware of his infidelity. While Aemond remained silent, you twisted the knife deeper into his chest. You had been tortured with this knowledge for so long that you now enjoyed the pained expression on his face.

“I have always been good to you, devoted to you. Where others cowered from you, I loved you. Despite the warnings of your blood lust and deformity, I loved you and gave you two perfect children who study just as diligently as you once did. So while you found yourself in the arms of another woman, I tried not to curse your name and assure our children that all was well, even if their father would not be present for them. But now, I look at you like a curse upon my life. You have allowed yourself to be corrupted outside our marriage, and I can no longer offer you salvation for your selfishness…”

“What would you have me do?”

You laughed mockingly at his question. Instead of providing a proper answer, you only glared further into his good eye.

“Please,” Aemond gritted his teeth, hating that he allowed himself to beg an answer from you, “Just tell me what I should do!”

“I can not simply tell you what to do. That would be to easy - what lesson would you have learned?” You shook your head and a shuddering breath escaped you.

“You have to make a choice, Aemond,” Your hand gripped his wrist, forcing him to remain attentive to your words, “Either you atone for the sin your committed and the hurt you’ve caused or you reside in Harrenhal for the rest of your days…”

“This is a choice only you can make — a wife or a witch?”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

a/n: I am considering making a follow-up to this one-shot, a blurb about the outcome of the options that Aemond has... maybe...

[sommornyte]

‘ 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴… ’

𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 & 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 — 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 & 𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐈

(Kinda inspired by this post)

[thattargboy]

Imagine…

Being Aegon’s sister-wife and he tries to get you and your children to run away with him across the Narrow Sea to avoid being crowned King.

“You need to get up,” You awoke to your husband frantic, and presumably drunk, shaking your shoulder. You shrugged him off and rolled over but it did not sway him.

“Darling, get up,” Aegon said frantically. “We have to go.”

“My love,” you said as you sat up, yawning and wiping the sleep dust from your eyes. “‘Tis the hour of the owl, let me sleep. What could be so important?”

“Our father is dead,” Aegon said solemnly, his words like ice water over you. “Mother and Grandsire mean to name me king. I already have our dragons prepared for flight.”

Your eyes shot open. Whatever state you expected to see your husband in, fully dressed, somewhat sober and dry-eyed, holding your babe with a panicked wet nurse and your two sleepy toddlers on his tail was certainly not it.

“Seven Hells,” you said and rose from bed, running both your hands down your face. You always knew this day would come, and yet even as your father’s health deteriorated, you did not expect it so soon. Perhaps you were blinding yourself, not wanting to face what will, what is, coming after. “How do you even know? I’ve heard nothing of this.”

“When I was… in the city, I had heard Mother’s handmaiden talking with someone; she said Father supposedly named me his heir on his deathbed. With only Mother as a witness. I do not want to stay.” Uprooting our lives over gossip he heard while he was out whoring?

“Are we going somewhere?” Aemon, your eldest, asked. His sister sniffled but he held her hand. You did not know what to say. This was all too much to process. “Is Grandsire dead?”

Your children held no love for their inattentive grandsire, nor did you for your father, but the information clearly distressed all of them. Or perhaps it was their father’s clear panic that was scaring them. Aegon held your little Daerion on his hip, who clearly did not want to be awake, and looked like he was on the verge of wailing.

Aemon and Elaena stood behind him with the nursemaid. The twins were still in their sleep-clothes and held the toy dragons they cannot sleep without. The very picture of innocence and confusion.

You took Daerion from his father’s arms and cradled the small boy. Aegon took your hand, eyes pleading.

“What is it you mean to do?” You asked, trying to keep your voice down. “Take off on Sunfyre and Moonborne to find Saera Targaryen and live in her pillow house for the rest of our days?”

“That sounds lovely to me,” he said.

“Be serious, Aegon!” You chided as you bounced your son. “We cannot run away from our duty, from our family.”

“I am serious, we cannot stay. Being King is the last thing I want, I will hardly be good at it,” Aegon said, taking your face in his hands and pressing his forehead against yours. “My duty is to protect you and our children, and leaving will do that, you know what crowning me will cause. The wet nurse may go wherever she wishes after Daerion is weaned.”

He was serious, that was the bad part. And he was right, which was even worse— whether or not your father truly did name Aegon heir mattered little. Any attempt to put Aegon on the throne will be seen by your half-sister and her supporters as an act of war, putting you and your children in danger.

“We must act swiftly, just say the word.” Aegon kissed you, once, twice, tears finally filling his eyes. “Please, Y/N. Do this for me, out of the love you have for me as a wife, as a twin.”

Most husbands would demand this of you, tearing you and your children from all you have ever known, yours is begging. You kissed your son’s forehead and contemplated, unsure of your next move. Unsure of the future and safety of your family, scared and confused.

Notes: I gave you and Aegon the same amount of children as Aegon and Helaena (twin son and daughter and a younger son) but I didn’t want them to be the same so I changed the names. All their children are named in honor of their siblings. Please tell me what you think, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

Ao3 repost if you want to read it there instead

[maidragoste]

Unfair

Summary: After an incident between Baelon and Aelor you ask Aemond to talk to Baelon.

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This is part of the "The Queen and Her Husbands" universe, if you haven't read it before I'm going to make a couple of clarifications: Reader is married to Aemond and Aegon; Baelon and Aemon are the twin sons of Reader and Aemond; Aelor is Aemond's bastard son with Alys Rivers; Daeron is the son of Reader and Aegon; Jaehaera is still alive just like the dragons; people refer to Aegon (Rhaenyra's son) as Egg.

Disclaimer: English is not my mother tongue so I apologize for any mistakes.

It was not normal to see the Hand of the King running through the halls unless he was following his children or playing with them. Aemond was running for his children again, but this time because one of them had gotten hurt. One of the servants told him that there was a fight in the courtyard between the children. Aemond didn't even bother to finish listening to the woman when he ran out.

He hurried into your shared chambers. Aelor sat while the maester daubed his cheek with ointment. You found yourself holding your son's hand looking at him with pure concern while your other hand was on your stomach. Aegon was behind you, his hands caressing your back trying to bring you comfort.

"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt" Aelor said trying to reassure everyone but every time the maester touched the wound he made a face and couldn't help but squeeze your hand.

"What happened?" Aemond asked going to his son's side. He couldn't see the wound because it was covered by the ointment but from the way the ointment was on he could tell it wasn't a small cut.

"He didn't need stitches. The maester says there's a chance he doesn't have a scar" you announced making your first husband frown because you weren't telling him what he wanted to know. He was still relieved to learn that the wound wasn't bad enough to need stitches. He still remembered the pain he had to endure while the maester stitched him up after losing his eye. He didn't want his son to suffer the same pain.

"My prince, try not to get your face dirty or touch your wound these days," said the master once he finished smearing the ointment and began to pick up his medicines from the table "Tomorrow I'll put more on it" he warned as he got up.

"Thank you for your services, maester," you said and the old man nodded before leaving the room.

"What happened?" the one-eyed prince asked again, caressing the brown curls of his son. Aelor shrank back in his chair. Not because he was uncomfortable or disgusted by his father's show of affection but because he was too embarrassed to tell him what happened in the courtyard.

"Ser Fell made Aelor and Baelon fight. They were having a good fight" Aegon said, the truth was that the fight wasn't long and it was evident that Baelon had more experience but knowing that Aelor was embarrassed and always wanted to impress Aemond he decided to lie for his nephew. "Until Baelon brought him down"

"And Aelor surrendered" you continued the story. The boy looked at his feet without daring to see his father's reaction. He was a Targaryen, he should have stood up and fought but he gave up fast. "Even so, Baelon continued to attack him" Your voice was calm but your anger didn't go unnoticed by any of your husbands.

"It was an accident. He didn't listen to me" Aelor lied, always loyal to his brothers and not wanting them to get in trouble because of him. He had angered Baelon by stealing Shrykos from him.

"It wasn't an accident," both you and Aegon said determinedly. It was impossible not to have heard Aelor's screams saying that he was giving up. You will never forget the terror in your son's eyes. Worst of all, the cause of that fear was your other son. If it weren't for Aegon acting fast and holding Baelon from behind, you were sure Aelor's injuries would be worse. For a moment you panicked, imagining Aelor without one eye. What would you do? What would Aemond do? You would have to impose justice. Could you punish Baelon? You never wanted to be in that situation with any of your children.

You rubbed your stomach nervously. If this pregnancy ended well, you wanted more than anything that by the time the baby was born all her siblings would get along.

"Aemond, you must talk to Baelon" you request feeling overwhelmed by the situation. This pregnancy already had you worried. Not only that, but you also had to keep an eye on the lords and solve any problem they had in addition to raising your children.

It wasn't the first time that there was a problem with Baelon, you had already reprimanded him on more than one occasion for his deal with Aelor but he didn't seem to listen. You hoped that Aemond could do something. You had the feeling that Baelon's attitude was due to jealousy for not having a dragon. Aemond would understand him better than you, and he would know what to say to him to come to his senses.

"Of course, I'll go look for him in a minute," your husband assured, continuing to caress the boy's curls. "Are you sure you're okay?" She asked, looking at him carefully for any other injuries.

"Yes, Kepa. I am strong, this is nothing" declared Aelor, wanting to show courage in front of him.

Aemond smiled at him and kissed his forehead. "Good. Why don't you and your uncle go to the kitchens for raspberry pies?"

Aelor's eyes sparkled with excitement as she heard her favorite candy "Can I have two?"

"Well you earned it"

"Thank you Kepa!" the boy said before quickly dragging his uncle out in case his father suddenly changed her mind.

You and Aemond both smiled at Aelor's excitement. You two always wanted to see their son happy. They both missed how carefree he was before learning of his origin. Ever since Aelor found out he was a bastard now he seemed more withdrawn. He didn't like to attract attention.

"How are you?" your husband asked, approaching you and looking at you with concern. The last thing he wanted was for you to be stressed in your state. He was afraid that you would have another loss. The memory of your last pregnancy still haunted him. He didn't want to see you go through that pain again.

You took Aemond's hand and placed it on your stomach so he could feel the baby kick "The baby is fine but I'll be fine when you talk to Baelon."

"I will, I just wanted to make sure first that Aelor and you are okay," he said as he caressed your stomach feeling a little calmer when he felt the baby.

"Aemond, this can't happen again" You started to get frustrated because he didn't seem to be losing his mind like you.

"It won't happen" your husband promised but still you weren't calm. You couldn't let something like Driftmark happen. If Aemond couldn't bring Baelon to his senses then no one else in the castle could.

"I can write to Cregan Stark, I'm sure he will have no problem accepting Baelon as a pupil"

You instantly noticed how happiness disappeared from your husband's face and how he became tense. You hated being the cause of his unhappiness but you knew it was the right choice. The North would make a good man out of Baelon. You trusted that Cregan Stark wouldn't treat him differently for being a prince and he would take care not to spoil him. Baelon in the North couldn't do what he wanted, he would have to learn to respect his customs and follow his rules. Cregan could teach him that dragons weren't the only important thing in this life.

“It was just an idea to keep in mind. Please, don't be mad at me” you said caressing his face.

•••••

Baelon watched out the window as Aemon and Jaehaera flew on their dragons when he heard the door open. He turned and instantly straightened when he saw his father walk in.

He didn't expect it, he thought that his father would be comforting Aelor and it would be you who would come to scold him. A part of him was relieved to see that he was wrong. He hated to disappoint you two but his father's look didn't have the same effect as yours. He could never bear to look into your eyes for long when you scolded him because the disappointment in your eyes always made him uncomfortable.

Baelon moved, leaving more space for his father to sit next to him, but he didn't say anything. His attention returned to the dragons as he saw his twin dragon pass by, closer to the window. Daeron, his younger brother, waved at them with one hand while the other clung to Aemon's waist. If Baelon had had something within arm's reach he would have thrown it at him. It was not fair. Daeron had a dragon but he still flew as his family's companion instead of flying himself because their parents say he was still too young to have his first flight. Daeron didn't deserve a dragon. If Baelon had a dragon, he wouldn't mind their parents' prohibition, he'd still get on and fly. He would show how brave he is and he would be the best rider. They could never bring it down from the skies.

"And? Would you tell me what happened?" Asked his father making him come back to reality.

"You know what happened" Baelon grumbled looking at him with annoyance. It seemed silly to him that his father asked him to tell her about his outburst in the courtyard when it was obvious that he had already found out from his mother. He preferred that they punish him once and for all and leave him alone.

"But I want to hear it from you," Aemond said, hugging his son by the shoulders. "I want to understand what made you act like that. I know you know what you did was wrong."

His father's words only made the boy more angry.

“I didn't do anything wrong!” He instantly denied it and angrily pulled his father's arm away from him not wanting his touch. "I only made Aelor pay for stealing Shrykos from me!" he balled his hands into fists and stared at the floor.

Aemond really shouldn't be surprised that the reason for his son's attitude had to do with dragons. But he couldn't help but be disappointed at Baelon's words. It was impossible for him not to be reminded of Baela's and Rhaena's accusations that he stole Vhagar. A dragon could not be stolen. Everyone knew that the dragon chose its rider from him. He understood the pain of his son in the absence of a dragon. He understood the yearning for wanting to have his connection. He understood it better than anyone.

"Baelon, you know that a dragon chooses its rider"

The boy knew that his father was right. He wasn't stupid, he had paid attention to his lessons but he was so angry because he wasn't fair. It was the second time a dragon had rejected him. Dreamfyre seemed ready to unleash her flames until suddenly his uncle's Egg stood in front of him as he desperately shouted commands in Valyrian and pushed him to the side. Baelon burst into tears thinking his uncle would burn to death because of him, but Dreamfyre didn't do him any harm. Baelon was relieved that his uncle was still alive but another part of him wanted to scream at the injustice of him getting a dragon when everyone knew he loathed them. He tried to justify rejecting Dreamfyre by telling himself that his personality was too overwhelming for that dragon, his previous rider had been his Aunt Helaena and people said that she was too calm, and his Uncle Egg's personality was more in line with Dreamfyre.

Dreamfyre's rejection hurt him but Shrykos's was worse. Aelor was a bastard. He shouldn't have a dragon. Why would Shrykos choose Aelor over him? He has true Valyrian blood. It didn't make sense…Unless there was something wrong with him.

“Shrykos should be mine, I have the pure blood of Valyria. Aelor is a bastard and I hate him!” he declared with a red face.

"Baelon!" Aemond grabbed his shoulder and turned to face him. It wasn't the first time Baelon had heard his father so furious but he had never been the recipient of his fury. “I don't want to hear you call Aelor that way again. He is your brother, he is your family." His father's hand wasn't squeezing him but Baelon had never felt it so heavy. “We are family and as a family, we defend each other. We didn't attack each other,” he reminded him, and Baelon nodded, a lump in his throat.

"I don't hate Aelor" he admitted in a muttered voice cracking "But it's not fair that he has Shrykos, he didn't even want to go claim it! Uncle Egg didn't want a dragon either and Dreamfyre still chose him! Why can they have a dragon and I can't? What's wrong with me?" Baelon started to cry and Aemond didn't take long to hug him, feeling how his heart ached when he heard the anguish of his son.

“Baelon, there is nothing wrong with you. The only reason you don't have a dragon yet is because the one destined for you hasn't been born yet. They say your mother's dragon will soon have another litter of eggs.” Aemond declared, wiping away the boy's tears. “You'll have a dragon one day, I promise. I understand better than anyone that waiting is hard, but you have to be patient and you don't have to get mad at your siblings just for having what you want. It's not their fault that you don't have a dragon yet."

"I know," Baelon muttered, embarrassed by his attitude. "I'll go apologize to Aelor," he announced, getting down from the window ledge.

"Good. Your brother could still be in the kitchens with your uncle Aegon."

Aemond watched as his son left the room and prayed that Baelon's good attitude would last, that his son had truly reconsidered because he feared that if Baelon purposely hurt another of his brothers again you would not hesitate to send him to the North.

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A Targaryen prince is a heavy burden pt4

atpiahb masterlist, part1, part2, part3, part4, part5

main masterlist

pairing: Aemond Targaryen x wife!reader, Aegon II Targaryen x reader

words: 5.212

summary: right after part 3

warning: 18+, smut, explicit language, love triangle, cheating

a/n: English is not my native language. / I apologize for taking so long for the new chapter. I don't have much time to write right now. / I am not very experienced in writing smut.

With nowhere and no one to go in the castle, y/n found herself back in front of the same room.

Her husband's brother's room.

For several minutes she reached for the doorknob and pulled it back. Several times she thought of making a fist and knocking on the door, but she stopped.

She could have gone back to her room. She could have curled up next to her husband and fallen asleep without saying a word, as she had for weeks.

But she didn't want to go back. She didn't want to see Aemond's face or even feel his presence.

She would prefer to curl up on the doorstep and sleep right there.

She started to walk back and forth in front of the door, as she had done a few other times.

What could she lose?

She could lose so much.

Ever since she had married, she had always come to Prince Aegon's room. They would chat and laugh, and then she would go to her chambers.

But this time, she knew something was different. She could feel it in every cell of her body.

y/n took a deep breath and calmed herself. She was about to clench her hand into a fist again and knock on the door when it opened.

Aegon looked at her with surprised eyes. "Lady y/n?"

"Hello," she said. "Were you going out? I won't disturb you," she said and immediately stepped backward.

Aegon answered immediately. He didn't want her to leave. "No, I wasn't. I noticed someone standing outside my door for about fifteen minutes, and I thought that person came to kill me," he said, trying to break the tense atmosphere.

y/n smiled. "I don't think someone who comes to kill you would linger that long."

Aegon smiled too, and they stood awkwardly at the door.

Aegon glanced over her shoulder at the window in the hallway.

The night was dark, and the stars were shining. The moon was leaving the beauty of the stars behind. But y/n outshone them all. The only sight he wanted to watch was the woman standing with him.

y/n looked around the room as much as Aegon's body would allow her to see.

His bed was as unmade as ever, but his room looked tidy.

"Is something wrong?" he asked finally.

"No. I guess. I just wondered how you were," y/n said, speaking without thinking. Why would someone knock on someone's door in the middle of the night to find out how they are?

"I'm fine."

He brought his eyes to the girl who stubbornly avoided his gaze. "Are you all right?"

"I guess I am."

"That's not a good enough answer, y/n."

She sighed. "Aemond is hiding something. And he is not telling me what it is. He makes me so uneasy all the time."

"I see," he said shortly. He hated talking about Aemond with her. y/n's naivety aside, her brother's constant uncertainty drove him crazy.

Whenever the subject of Aemond came up when they were together, he tried to shut it down as quickly as possible. He knew y/n had no one to talk to and wanted to talk about Aemond, but he had always chosen to be selfish about it.

"Do you want to come in? Let's not stand here." Please come in, he thought.

y/n nodded and followed Aegon into the room.

She closed the door and locked it. Aegon was making his bed when the lock clicked. He looked at her with curious eyes.

"It would not be right for one of your maids to see me here. I cannot bear another rumor."

Aegon nodded and went back to smoothing the covers of his bed.

y/n took off her robe and threw it on the armchair.

She walked to the window, picking up a random book from the table she passed.

Aegon felt his heart almost stop as he saw the leather-bound notebook in her hand. He threw the pillow haphazardly on the bed and ran towards her.

y/n didn't let him have the book and tightened her fingers around it.

"What is the book about, Aegon? What kind of books does our prince read?"

Aegon smiled nervously. "That's the point. What you are holding in your hands is not a book."

"Oh, I see. You give me more reason not to give it to you."

It would not have been pleasant for her to read the notebook in which he had written down every thought about her and how he desired her.

Aegon had even tried to write poetry a few times, but as he expected, it had failed.

y/n was like that. She made him want to write poetry for her.

He wanted to put everything about her into lines of poems.

"y/n, please," he said.

y/n grinned. She wasn't going to look in the notebook anyway. But she liked teasing Aegon.

"Do you draw, too?"

'Do you draw too?' Aemond was drawing? he thought.

Aegon shook his head and reached for the notebook, wrapping his fingers around hers.

"Your diary then? Your brothel diary?"

Aegon squeezed her fingers tighter. "No, and no. Will you give it to me now?"

y/n gave in and let Aegon take the notebook.

She could have teased him for hours, but the feel of his hands on hers sent butterflies in her stomach that she hadn't felt in months.

She let herself sink into one of the armchairs. "What is the brothel like? As you know, I have no one to ask, but I've always wondered."

Aegon's lips formed a straight line. "It's not that fancy. Think of it as a place full of people pretending to be in love with you because you're a prince and you have money," he said and sat down next to her, putting the notebook away from her. He put his feet up on the table in front of the armchair.

y/n found Aegon's sadness funny. She'd never seen anyone upset about going to a brothel.

"Oh, my poor prince. Does it upset you when they pretend to be in love with you?"

'My prince.' Aegon's heart raced. He felt like a fool. How could a word she had used so casually have made such an impression on him?

"Don't joke, y/n. It even affects my performance," he said and laughed under his breath.

She laughed too. "You poor thing. I'm sure one of them must have fallen in love with your silver locks. Or your smile, your sense of humor, and violet eyes that scream that you come from far away."

y/n gasped as she realized what she had said, and Aegon swallowed hard, blushing slightly at how quickly she had listed his likable qualities.

"Maybe I should go back to my chambers."

Aegon raised his eyes to her lips. "Why would you go?"

y/n pulled her head back nervously. "Why? I have to stay away from my husband's brother. They're right."

Aegon looked away. For her, he would always be her husband's brother.

He was not Prince Aegon to her, not Crown Prince Aegon, not even her friend Aegon.

He was always her husband's brother.

"The same goes for your husband, doesn't it?"

y/n put her hand on Aegon's shoulder. "I suppose so."

She took his chin in her other hand and turned his face to hers. They both looked at each other's lips.

"y/n, if we do anything now, I will regret it for the rest of my life. And so will you." He wouldn't regret it, but her regret would ruin him.

"No, I won't regret it."

Aegon released his chin from her grasp and gently removed his hand from her shoulder.

"Tell me something," she said.

"I like spending time with you."

y/n kept looking at his lips. "I like spending time with you, too."

Aegon spoke, not caring how inappropriate his words might be. "I think your parents married you off to the wrong brother. My father was hungry for your family's support, and I'm sure he would have agreed to marry you off to his heir. And your parents would have been happier with their arrangement."

y/n averted her eyes. "If I had married you, would things have been the way they are now? Perhaps you are drawn to me because I am forbidden. If we were married, would you stop going to brothels? Would you carry me around as your wife and not even look at me in our chambers?"

Aegon's eyes widened in astonishment. "You're not aware of anything."

y/n became angry. "I know nothing. And no one is willing to tell me anything. If the only problem is that I'm not aware of things, why don't you enlighten me?" she asked in an angry, mocking tone.

"If I could, I would have told you by now."

"Aegon! I hate you and your brother. You're both so stupid!"

Aegon laughed. "It may be the only thing we have in common."

y/n didn't laugh, and she kept her angry stare.

Aegon made a foolish suggestion to deflect and relieve the tension. "How about I take you to the brothel one day?"

"I don't know which Westeros you live in, but in the Westeros, I live in, a lady going to a brothel is frowned upon."

Aegon smiled. He threw his head back and leaned back against the seat. "I thought 'fuck people' was our way of life."

y/n squinted at him. "To dishonor Aemond? Yes. To go to a brothel? No. I can't even leave the castle."

Aegon straightened up in his seat and lowered his legs from the table. His face lit up at the idea coming into his mind. "How about I get you out of the castle?"

y/n looked at him curiously. "Where would we go?"

"We'll go to the city! Trust me, I can give you the happiest day of your life!"

The girl looked around, unsure. "But what if someone sees us?"

"We'll disguise ourselves! We'll hide under cloaks. I'm sure nothing will happen."

"I don't think a cloak will be enough to hide you. I'm sure the small folk and your buddies from Flea Bottom will recognize you anyway."

Aegon laughed. "Dear y/n, I don't hide behind clothes when I'm going into the city, so no one can think I'm the one hiding."

y/n covered her face with her hands. "I wish I had been born a Targaryen prince. No matter how immoral you behave, no one seems to mind."

Aegon stood up. "Believe me, everyone minds. I've just learned to close my ears to them."

He held out his hand to her. "Are you coming?"

"Right now? Today?"

"It couldn't be a better day, y/n. You're away from your clingy husband, and if he hasn't come looking for you by now, he won't come looking for you now."

"Fine," she said, unsure. "But if anyone sees us, I'll tell them you kidnapped me and forced me out of the castle."

Aegon laughed. "Fair enough."

y/n took Aegon's hand and stood up. Aegon pulled her gently towards him.

She put her other hand on his chest. "Aegon..."

"y/n."

She kept her head down and hid her gaze, but Aegon held her chin with his index and thumb and lifted her head.

y/n looked up at him with a warm look in her eyes.

Aegon began stroking her chin with his thumb.

"You... You are everything."

She took a deep breath. "Aegon..." she said prayerfully. y/n wanted to say his name over and over. She wanted his name to be the only word that left her lips. May the gods forgive her that she could readily put him in their place.

They stood so close together. The only barrier between them was their clasped hands. Aegon held her hand so tightly that he would never let go again.

y/n lowered her eyes to his lips.

Aegon brought his hand from her chin to the side of her head and brought her face closer to his.

"If I kiss you, will you regret it?"

y/n felt her ears grow hot, her face aflame. "Would you regret it?"

"Never," Aegon said instantly.

y/n felt her eyelashes heavy with desire. But the excitement Aegon felt was beyond his desires.

The fact that he was so close to y/n and knowing she desired him was above everything else.

"What are you waiting for?" asked y/n, wanting to feel his lips on hers.

"Your consent."

y/n thought. She had always known this day would come.

Everyone knew. Aegon knew. Aemond knew. That's why he had always been so impulsive with Aegon. That's why he hated her spending time with him.

"Please... Please do something," she said. She was desperate for the slightest interaction.

Aegon looked at her face one last time before he leaned down to her lips.

Her soft lips felt so good against his own. They were smoother and fuller than his.

y/n parted her lips and let Aegon take control. Aegon started kissing her like a starving man.

He dipped his hand into her hair. y/n felt her knees weaken as his fingers began to stroke her head.

y/n squeezed her hand on Aegon's torso and took the fabric of his shirt in her fist.

Slowly Aegon broke their kiss and placed one last kiss on her lips before pulling his head back.

Their hands were still locked together. Aegon had wrapped his other hand around her arm.

They smiled at each other.

"I think we'll have to put off going into the city for another time."

Aegon chuckled. "If that is what you wish, my lady."

There was a brief moment of awkwardness between them, and they stood in silence, looking at each other.

y/n rose on her tiptoes and kissed Aegon again. This time both of her hands clasped behind his neck.

Aegon slowly reached behind her nightgown and began to unbutton it.

When he had undone the last button, the one in the center of her back, he pulled his head back again.

"Are you sure?"

y/n nodded and pressed her lips to his again.

Aegon took her by the arms and pulled her to the front of the bed without breaking their kiss.

He started pulling down her nightgown and withdrew.

y/n shivered when he pulled the nightgown down enough to expose her collarbones.

He pulled down even more to expose the tops of her breasts and finally lowered the nightgown to her stomach.

He began to watch her body intently.

y/n felt herself blushing under Aegon's heavy gaze.

"You are so beautiful."

y/n smiled shyly.

He then helped her to remove her nightgown. y/n grabbed his outstretched arm and got rid of it.

She wasted no time in unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off.

His torso wasn't as muscular as Aemond's. He didn't train as much as he did. And because of the alcohol he drank, his stomach was flat, and he even had a little belly.

His shoulders were as broad as Aemond's. His arms were shadowed, with just enough muscle to make him look strong.

She ran her hands down his arms.

Aegon watched y/n's reactions without blinking, watched her watch his body, watched her run her hands over his body.

When she reached for the button on his pants, Aegon pushed her back slightly, making her lie on the bed.

He climbed on top of her and propped himself up on his elbows.

When they put their lips together again, he balanced himself on one arm and moved his other hand around her body.

Aegon didn't want to leave a single place untouched, unkissed. He ran his hand over y/n's breasts and then placed his hand on the curve of her waist.

He lowered his lips to her neck and began to leave wet kisses.

y/n was on the verge of losing her mind. She could feel the intensity of emotion and desire in his kisses.

He moved his hand from her waist to her breast and squeezed it, causing y/n to moan.

Then he moved his lips from her neck to her collarbones. Aegon wanted to leave a trace of himself on her neck and shoulders, everywhere he could reach.

He sucked her skin until it was red. But he also left her little kisses that screamed "I love you."

Without lingering any longer, he came to her breasts.

y/n's breathing was getting faster and faster. She let out little whimpers that drove Aegon crazy.

When Aegon's lips met her right nipple, she arched her back. Aegon smiled at her reaction.

He started rolling her nipple with one hand. And he brought his lips further down her body.

y/n felt every part of her burn where Aegon's hand had touched her. She wanted more. She craved more.

Aegon slowly moved down as he left open-mouthed kisses on her stomach.

As he settled between her thighs, y/n did something she would never have done so straightforwardly if she hadn't felt that much pleasure: she spread her legs further apart for the man between her thighs.

He ran his fingers over her slit several times. Aegon parted her folds with his fingers and dropped a kiss on her clit.

"Aegon." she moaned his name.

Aegon felt himself getting harder in his pants as if that were possible.

He wrapped his lips around her clit and began to suck slowly.

"Aegon," she moaned again, her voice breathless.

y/n realized that if he kept doing this, she would reach her climax soon. She grabbed his head and lifted it. She wanted to cum with him.

y/n felt herself blushing even more now that their eyes met. Aegon looked at the pink and soon-to-be purple marks left behind as he looked up at her, and he couldn't hide his smile.

"Aegon, please don't linger."

"I'm not lingering, y/n. I'm trying to make you feel good."

y/n smiled. "I know. But all I want is to feel you inside me."

If Aegon hadn't stopped himself, he would have almost moaned.

He got up from the bed and untied his pants. He quickly took it off. Then he didn't hesitate to pull down his underwear.

y/n gasped at the sight. He was thick and long. The head of his cock was red and seemed to be throbbing.

She sat on the bed and moved closer to Aegon.

She ran her fingers up and down his cock.

She squeezed her thighs, wanting to wrap her lips around his cock and run her tongue over the vein at the base.

y/n ran her thumb over the tip of his cock, and Aegon grabbed one of the bedposts and closed his eyes tightly.

"If you keep this up, I'm going to cum."

She giggled. "Would that be so bad?"

Aegon opened his eyes and looked at the girl sitting on his bed. "If I have other plans for it, yes."

y/n sat up on her knees and placed her hands on his shoulders. "What plans?"

"I can cum inside you, for example."

She pretended to think. "Or in my mouth."

Aegon took another deep breath. "Another time, I promise."

She grinned. "Another time... So you want to keep it going?"

Aegon pressed a kiss to her lips. "As long as you want to."

y/n pressed their lips together and pulled him to her.

They found themselves in the same position on the bed again.

Aegon moved his index finger to her entrance. He stroked it a few times and carefully began to push his finger in.

y/n closed her eyes at the slight pressure of his finger at her entrance and waited for him to put his finger completely.

She had never felt anything like Aegon's finger, even though she had fingered and imagined herself in this situation whenever she could.

It was something else between them, not obligation, not duty. It was pure pleasure.

Aegon moved his finger a few more times, then withdrew it and quickly sucked on it.

"I can't believe you didn't let me."

"Another time, I promise."

Aegon chuckled. "Remember your promise."

She nodded and watched Aegon's movements. He pumped his cock several times and spread his precum over his cock.

y/n bit her lip at the sight of him.

Aegon raised his head and looked at her. "You're ready. Are you sure you want to do it?"

She nodded. "Yes, I do. I want you, Aegon."

Aegon stroked the inside of her thigh with his left hand.

She moaned as the tip of his cock entered her. Aegon waited a moment for her to adjust, but y/n was impatient.

She didn't want it to be slow or gentle. There was no point in being slow if the desire that burned them both was coming true.

y/n lifted her head from the pillow. "Aegon, please..."

Just saying his name was enough to make him do anything she wanted.

He carefully pushed the rest of his cock.

Then he started to move back and forth. And he leaned over y/n's face.

They were both moaning into each other's mouths, their breaths mingled together.

Aegon wrapped one of her legs around his waist for a better angle and squeezed it.

y/n could no longer keep her eyes open and closed them tightly.

She wanted to look into Aegon's eyes. But she couldn't find the strength to keep them open.

Aegon watched her face intently to not to miss any of her gestures.

He watched as she frowned with pleasure and kept her mouth slightly open.

Sometimes she ran her hands along his arms. Sometimes she held the sheet tightly and wrapped her legs tighter around him.

Then Aegon felt embarrassed by the pressure in his stomach.He couldn't remember ever reaching his climax so fast. Even in his first time, it took longer.

"y/n. I'm close."

y/n opened her eyes slightly and looked up at him. "I'm close too," she said, barely speaking.

Aegon quickened his moves and brought his hand from her leg to between their bodies, and began to draw circles on her clit. "Come with me."

The three-word command was enough to make y/n cum instantly.

Aegon came right after her. He slowly pulled out of her, thinking she might be sensitive.

He threw himself onto the bed next to her. Their breasts rose and fell rapidly.

y/n turned towards Aegon and placed a hand on his chest.

Her hand was right over his heart, and she could feel how fast his heart was beating.

At that point, even Aegon didn't know whether his heart was beating so fast because he had just come or because he was so excited to have y/n with him.

He put his free arm around her and turned her towards him. Then he hugged her tightly.

Now she was lying on his chest. He stroked her back with his hands as he wrapped his arms around her.

"My y/n."

y/n closed her eyes. She let herself relax to the sound of his heartbeat.

"What do we do now?" she asked in a sleepy voice.

"We're going to sleep and not worry about tomorrow."

y/n nodded and fell asleep in his arms.

Aegon couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He buried his nose in her hair and took deep breaths, trying to savor the moment. Once he was sure she was asleep, he murmured I love you many times.

Tomorrow's problem was going to be solved tomorrow.

He surrendered himself to sleep like the woman he loved lying in his arms.

xxx

A quick knock on the door woke them both with a start.

"Come back later," Aegon said, thinking it was a maid.

As y/n settled back into his arms, another knock was on the door.

"Aegon, open the fucking door!"

Aegon jumped at the familiar voice. They both looked at each other in horror.

"Wait a minute!"

Aegon quickly changed into yesterday's clothes and found y/n's nightgown on the floor. He threw it at her. She slipped it on and sat on the bed, looking at him with fearful eyes.

"What are we going to do?"

Aemond knocked on the door again as Aegon paced quickly around the room. "Come on!"

Aegon leaned towards y/n and whispered. "I'll send him away, okay? Just keep quiet."

She nodded, but her worries were not gone. Aegon placed a kiss on her lips and got up from the bed.

He turned around to see if she was visible through the door. y/n hid behind the curtains around the bed.

Aegon opened the door just enough to see his brother's face.

"What is it?"

Aemond snorted. "y/n left last night and never came back."

Aegon felt his heart race with fear. "What does this have to do with me?"

Aemond looked over Aegon's head into the room, but Aegon closed the door even further. "You are close, after all. I thought she might have come to you."

Aegon put his hand on the doorjamb, blocking him further from entering the room, but he knew he couldn't stop Aemond if he wanted to. "She's not here."

Aemond laughed, but he was angry. "I'd better check myself."

Aegon squeezed the doorjamb tighter. "Are you a fool, Aemond? Why would I lie?"

Aemond shoved Aegon in the chest. He took a few steps back, and Aemond rushed into the room.

After a brief look around, he made his way to the bed. Then one of y/n's maids burst into the room. "My prince?" she said to Aemond.

Aemond turned toward her. "What is it?"

"Prince Maelor has become restless. He is with the queen. Her grace wants you with them."

Aemond took a deep breath and looked at the bed one last time.

"How many times has my mother told you not to bring your whores to the castle, Aegon?"

Aegon's lips formed a thin line. "How many times have I listened to her?"

Aemond looked at him sternly and left the room.

The servant waited for the prince to leave the room and then went to Aegon. "A few people saw Lady y/n coming here. I came to warn her."

Aegon nodded. "Thank you."

y/n got out of bed. "Ava."

The maid bowed to her. "My lady. You can tell him you slept with me last night in the servants' quarters."

y/n smiled and nodded. "Thank you."

The maid smiled too. "I will wait for you in your chambers, my lady." she bowed and left.

y/n turned towards Aegon. "I'd better go and get dressed."

Aegon nodded and took her arm as she walked past him. "We can pretend it didn't happen if you like, y/n."

y/n took a deep breath. "I don't know, Aegon. I'll think about it," she said and left the room.

xxx

The queen's maids were looking for her. They had told her that the queen wanted to see her.

She got dressed in her chambers and went to the queen's chambers.

She sighed inside, but she was happy to see her son.

On the way to the queen's chambers, her mind drifted to Aegon, but she pushed him out of her mind.

When she came to the queen's chambers, the guard at her door bowed at her. "The queen is waiting for you, my lady," he said. And he opened the door for her to pass through.

When y/n walked through the door, Aemond caught her eye directly. He was sitting in the armchair ahead fireplace, watching the fire.

y/n realized that he was thinking about something.

Whenever Aemond was thoughtful, he would play with his fingers and nibble the inside of his cheek.

Without saying a word to anyone, she took her son from her mother-in-law, who was coming towards her. "Good morrow, y/n. How are you?"

y/n smiled as she rocked her son back and forth in her arms. "Good morrow, your grace. I'm doing fine. How are you?"

The queen smiled warmly at her and went to Aemond.

"Hello, Maelor," y/n whispered to her son.

Aemond gripped the arm of the chair and crossed his legs.

As always, hearing his wife's voice gave him butterflies.

The queen sat opposite him.

Aemond watched his wife and son in fascination.

He had already forgotten about their fight and that y/n had not returned to him at night. He wanted it to be night again, to fall asleep feeling y/n's warmth.

"What do you think of what happened at the small council? I don't know what to answer anymore," the queen said to her son.

Aemond's gaze was on his wife.

y/n was leaning over Maelor, smiling and whispering sweet things. Their son finally seemed to be asleep and at peace.

"I say let them have what they want. We've always condoned everything they've done for our alliance. It's just a marriage that has nothing to do with us. Is it?" The queen asked.

Aemond turned to his mother. "Of course," he said.

The queen was not satisfied with his answer. "Are you listening, Aemond?"

Aemond sighed and began to fiddle with the arm of the chair. "Isn't it going to be discussed in council tomorrow anyway? Let's not talk about affairs of state all the time."

His mother clasped her hands together. "Yes, it is going to be discussed tomorrow. But I want to be prepared. And I want to know what your opinion is."

Aemond laughed lightly. "It's all about Lord Lannister's arrogance.I don't care who he marries. Let him have his wedding at the Red Keep. You've already done everything he's ever wanted. What is different now?"

The queen sighed. "I'm not a fan of Lord Lannister either. But it's important to keep him on our side. He is Jason Lannister, lord of Casterly Rock."

Aemond nodded briefly and stood up. "y/n?"

y/n hugged her son tightly and looked up at her husband. "Yes, Aemond?"

Aemond walked over and took her arm gently. "Do you want to go back to our room?"

y/n nodded, tired and feeling uneasy.

"We're going to our chambers, mother. Let me know if there's anything else."

The queen smiled and nodded.

y/n bowed to the queen, but the queen stopped her as if she had remembered something. "Helaena said she would have tea with you today. Tea will be ready in her room in a few hours."

That they were going to have tea together was out of y/n's mind. "Yes, your grace. I will go to her chambers."

Together they left the room and walked silently down the long corridor. The queen's chambers were almost at the other end of the castle.

Aemond stayed behind y/n because of the thoughts in his head. y/n walked quickly without waiting for him.

When Aemond realized he was behind her, he quickly caught up with her. "y/n, I'm sorry for everything I've done."

"Let's talk about this later, okay?" said y/n calmly.

y/n was happy he was finally talking about this, but she felt tired.

And she didn't want to have this conversation with him right now in that crowd when the servants and the ladies who lived in the castle could hear them.

Aemond nodded and gently took y/n's arm as she led their sons to their chambers.

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A Good Wife(Part 5)

Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen!Reader x Aegon ii Targaryen, Aemond x Aegon moments 

(Laena and Daemon's Daughter)

Warnings- incest(from everyone really), angst, childbirth, oral(m receiving), threesome, MMF, grinding, pussyjob, perv!aegon

Good Wife Masterlist 

wc- 5.4

-

The arrangement the three of you had was taking some getting used to. The two brothers were trying their best to get along, for your sake of course. 

"Who do you think the babe will look like more brother? Me or Y/n?" Aegon asks Aemond as he rubs a butter on your belly. Aemond told him that is supposed to help the skin while it is stretching, and said it helped you during the first two. Cocoa butter from Dorne he believes. 

"The babe will look like Y/n the most no doubt, her Velaryon features have passed down both times so far," Aemond says, looking up briefly from the book he was reading.

"Even better." 

"I hope they get your eyes." You place two fingers under Aegons chin so he looked you in the eyes. 

"Hopefully that's the only thing they get." He says sadly and stops rubbing your belly. 

"Aegon." You say sadly and he starts scooting away. "No stop." You grabbed his hand and tugged it towards you. "Why would you say that?" 

"You know how I am."

"Was." You say. "You've changed in these last 5 months, became a better man, a better father." You pushed the hair out of his face, the hair that was starting to grow longer."I mean did you not see how much happier the twins and Maelor are with you spending time with them." You rested your hand on his cheek and kissed him deeply. It took Aegon a moment to kiss you back and melt into it. He grabbed your hips gently and brought you close to him. 

"I love you," Aegon mumbled against your lips and rested his hand on your belly. 

"Love you too." You smiled into the kiss and Aegon slowly made his way on top of you. You were interrupted by Aemond clearing his throat. 

"Do you forget I am here?" 

"You are welcome to join brother." 

"Come, my love, we'll have fun." You say teasingly and even hold your hand out to him. Aemond just rolls his eye and shifts in his seat. 

"It's getting late, I will see you in the morrow." He pecked your lips and bent down to kiss your belly. "And I will see you as well." 

"Goodbye Aegon." You say and he shuffles off the bed.

"Goodnight brother." 

"Hmm." Aegon leaves the room leaving you and Aemond in comfortable silence. 

"My love come to bed with me."

"Why?" Aemond shuts his book closed and sets it to the side.

"So my husband can fuck me." 

"Hmm, I can certainly do that." 

-

You woke up to the sun barely peeking through the curtains. Aemonds arm was heavy on your chest. You turned to face him, he always looks so peaceful in his sleep so delicious. You gently lifted his arm up and set it on his side. 

"Aemond." You whispered but he didn't stir, his bare chest rising with every breath. You shuffled until you were on your knees, then dragged the blanket off of Aemond completely. His cock was limp and resting on his hip, only semi-hard. You swung a leg over his hips and sat back on his thighs. You grabbed his cock and he instantly bucked his hips, as well as his face twisting at the feeling of cold fingers. 

You let spit fall from your mouth and land right on the length. You started jerking him off roughly, letting your thumb swipe over the tip. A white sticky substance started leaking from the tip, slowly starting to ooze down. 

Aemond started stirring as he felt his body heat up. He opened his eye and was shocked to see his wife sitting on his thighs and jerking him off. 

"Could you not have waited until I woke up?" His voice was deep and groggy, it made you jump. 

"Wanted to surprise you." You let his cock go and it stood straight up.

"I'm surprised." Aemond brought an arm under his head and flexed the arm. You shuffled up a bit and went onto your knees, just above his cock. Aemond was ready for you to sink down on his cock but you didn't. You sat on it, making it press against his stomach and your folds cover its sides. "Fuck." You started moving up and down, gliding your pussy over his cock. There was a wet squelching noise coming after every movement. Aemonds eye was fixed on your midsections, his tip was leaking heavily now. 

"This feels so good." You rested your hands on his chest. His tip kept pushing against the hood of your clit.

"Gevie put it in," Aemond begged and arched he the. brought his arm from behind him and rested them on your hips, sliding them up and down more. 

"No, I like this." You started going faster and he couldn't help but thrust his cock against you, just like he does when he fucks you from the bottom. The outer edges of his tip kept prodding your hole, it made you wetter. Your breathing got harder and dug your fingertips into his chest. Aemond winced slightly and looked down again to see his cock red and angry.

"Fuck this." He sat up and wrapped his arms around you to flip your over, having your head hanging off the bed and placing your legs over his shoulders. He slid back in and leaned forward, only gently pushing your thighs against your body. He started plowing into you, his hair was loose and sticking to his face and he wasn't wearing his patch. The sun was shining bright now and it reflected against the gem. 

"Tolī(More)." 

"Mirrors syt ao(Anything for you)." Aemond kissed you deeply and groaned deeply at the feeling of your cunt tightening around him.  

"Hae bāne hae se lanta hen ao issi naejot urnēbagon, kostagon nyke join?(As hot as the two of you are to watch, can I join)?" It was the most butchered High Valyrian you've ever heard but it made you almost scream, you then wrapped your arms around Aemond to pull yourself up. 

"Aōha valyrīha iksos terrible, lēkia(Your valyrian is terrible, brother)." You released yourself from your hold on Aemond and settled down. 

"You both understood me." Aegon smiles widely and started walking towards you two making Aemond turn his head away. 

"Don't hide." You placed a hand on his cheek and he sighed. "Join, Aegon." His lips were on yours the second you said that. He fumbled with his pants and you heard them fall to the floor. His already hard cock instantly sprung out, slapping his stomach and tapped your face. "How long have you been watching?"

"Not long." He jerked himself a few times before leaning forward and trying to push the tip against your lips. You turned away and smirked.

"Don't be such a tease," Aemond says and you look at him in amusement that he was now accepting what was about to happen. The brothers shared a look and Aemond pulled your legs up higher and pulled out. 

"Aemond-." You were cut off by him pushing in again, it made you gasp and let an opening for Aegon to shove his cock down your throat. You gagged loudly and smacked a hand flat on the bed while the other shot up and grabbed Aemonds shoulder. You couldn't see them but they shared a look with a mischievous glint in their eyes. Aemond started grinding against you and Aegon pushed far into your mouth. 

They fell into a rhythm. Skin slapping, gagging noises, and deep groans from the brothers. Awgon watched your breasts bounce at the movements and reached down to pinch the brown nubs. You moaned and your body jerked, your moans made vibrations around Aegons cock. He squeezed his eyes shut and tilted his head back. 

"Your mouth is always so good." 

Aemond could feel you tightening around his cock and it made him roll his eyes back. 

"Is she almost there?" Aegon asks and Aemond shakily nods before grabbing under your knees and pushing them forward. Aemond leans forward, his head always touching Aegons stomach, he was trying hard not to let it happen. But Aegon couldn't help but watch as his little brother's face started twisting in pleasure, it made his cock twitch. 

"Fuck." He groaned, his muscles started jerking, and he felt you tighten around him. Your walls were soon being painted white which triggered you to cum, everywhere. You thrashed around as juices started splattering everywhere. It hit Aemond's neck and chest, dripped down your belly, and by how close Aegon was it even landed on him. 

That's what set Aegon off to shoot his seed down your throat. You were thrashing around as you rode out your orgasam, and Aegons cock shooting his seed down your throat made it more difficult to breathe. You smacked his thigh and he slowly pulled out.  You took in a deep breath and Aemond let your legs down. Everyone was out of breath, Aemond sat back on his heels and Aegon tucked himself away. 

"Help me up." Both of them rushed to grab or place their hands under your body to help you up. You rested on the headboard and Aemond reached around to place a pillow on your back. "I love you both."  

"I love you." They said at the same time and you giggled. Aemond laid down next to you and Aegon sat down on a chair. It fell into an uncomfortable silence, for you and Aemond at least, it was your first threesome, the first time either of you have come with someone else. It wasn't Aegons first(of course) but he never thought how turned on it made him feel to see his brother in that position with their love, seeing him like that. 

There was a fluttering feeling in your belly and you gasped. Their eye shot up and Aegon stood up and cautiously approached. 

"What's wrong?" He rested his knee on the bed making it deepen. You grabbed his wrist and brought it to your belly to lay it flat. 

"Feel." Aemond knew instantly what was happening and smiled. He watched his brother'sq face twist in confusion as he waited for something. He then felt a little movement push against his hand and he drew it back. 

"What was that." 

"Our baby." Aegon couldn't believe what he was hearing, feeling, or seeing. He's never felt a child move in the womb, let alone his. He didn't bother with Helaena, never got to experience these milestone with his children. The guilt was eating at him again after he though it wouldn't come back since being in his children's lives more. 

"Our baby?" He repeated and his eyes started stinging. He reached out again and gently placed his hand on your bare belly. The baby kicked against his hand and he let out a shaky breath and rested his head on your shoulder. "Thank you. Thank you." You felt tears drop on your arm.

Aemond stared sadly. The consequences of his own actions. That could've been his baby, but it wasn't. He slowly turned around and grabbed his patch before reaching down and grabbing the pants from the previous night.

"Aemond?" 

"Hmm." He responded as he pulled his pants up. 

"Don't go." 

"You and Aegon should have this moment." He was going to step away when you reached out and grabbed his hand.

"This child is as much as yours, just as much they are too me and Aegon." Aemond looked at Aegon and his brother clearly hesitated but nodded. Aemond dropped his head and slowly sat back on the bed and scooted against the headboard. You laid your head on his shoulder then grabbed his hand to lay it on your belly.

Aegon and Aemonds fingers brushed gently against each other. They both drew back, as if they burned at the touch. 

"We should all marry." It was complete silence after that, it made your heart race.

"I believe that's-."

"No." You and Aegon looked at Aemond and you lip quivered. 

"Aemond." 

"No, I-Im not marrying my brother." He got out if the bed again and walked to the window. 

"Our families have married brothers and sister, cousins, and uncle and nieces to each other for years." 

"Yea Y/n, but never brother and brother, never sister and sister."

"Aegon the Conqueror married his sisters." Aegon says and Aemond places his hand on his face. "Its not a terrible idea." 

"He's right." You say and move to get out of bed, a silk night dress was hanging of a pole and you slipped it on. "We can marry in the way of Old Valyria and Aemond this can be a way of sealing ourselves for eternity, let us start over, after everything." Aegon appeared and stood by the two of you.

"Why now?" He asks, trying to relax. 

"You've heard the rumors, every time a servant comes in here and sees the three if us, it doesn't take much to know what happening. I don't want our child to be called a bastard." 

"But they wont." He grabbed your arms. "Nobody will question his legitimacy."

"They will call me a whore." 

"And if they do I will cut them where they stand." 

"But I want to marry the men I love." Aemond sighed in defeat and looked into your eyes. You were sad, eyes clearly tearing up. 

"Ill marry you, both of you." Aegon says and you both look at him. "We should try brother, for her?" You grabbed Aegons hand and intwined them. Aemonds heart was beating quickly as he looked i to his brothers eyes before nodding.

"Okay." You dropped Aegons hand and pulled Aemond into a hug, wrapping hour arms around his neck. He slowly wrapped his arms around your waist and held you tightly. But he then felt dome grab his hand, he turned his head go see Aegons hand holding his, and he couldn't help but squeeze it tightly.

-

"Polygamy is frowned upon by the seven but not in the eyes of Old Valyria. There have been few moments of it, the most known is our ancestor Aegon and his sister- wives, Viseyna and Rhaenys." "Says Rhaenerya, You all sat in the council room, along with Daemon. "And im sure the three of you know the only way for you to marry is in the ways of Old Valyria." You nodded. "Any date in mind?"

"We were- well I was thinking after the babe is born and im healed."

"Thats a great idea." She nods and you smile. "Will that be all?" 

"Yes your grace, thank you." 

"You're dismissed." Aemond and Aegon stood up and bowed their heads. You tried to stand up but the weight of you belly made you flop back down. Aemond held his hands out, you looked down them and smiled,  you grabbed them. He pulled you up and Aegons hands settled on your waist to help guide you out. 

Daemon couldn't hell but smile at the look of happiness on your face. It had been so long since he'd seen you smile like you were.

-

Ever since the three of you got betrothed, you no longer felt the need to hide. Sure it was still mostly behind closed doors but if you wanted to hold Aegons hand or you kissed out in public, you could. You all agreed not to mention the three of you were getting married to not cause an uproar of the people who clearly would not like it. 

"Aegon?" 

"Hmm?" He stirs groggily, not even opening his eyes. He had been sleeping in your chambers for the past month. Right next to either you or Aemond. 

You're not sure what happened between the brothers, they no longer glared at each other or expressed their jealousy. And you've noticed the longing stares they share now, and you're also not sure if they mean too let you know. 

"Me and Aemond have been talking about- well we'd like you too move in with us, or move into a bigger chamber." Aegon shot his head up and balanced himself on his arms. 

"Are you serious?" He looks at you then around the rook in search of his brother. He didn't see him but heard shuffling from around the corner. Aemond then walked out, he was adjusting his belt of his training pants, with no shirt on. No matter how many times you have see your husband without a shirt or completely naked, the sight of his chest and his toned stomach made you squeezed your legs. 

Aegon gawked at his brother, he let his eyes travel down his body, and when he turned around to reveal his back. He couldn't help but feel his cock twitch. 

"We are to be married and we are all grown, there will be no issue."

"You're right, okay, so a new room?" 

"Yes and we can choose it while Aemond trains." You get out of the bed and walk to Aemond, he was shrugging on his training armor. You grab the fronts, pull them together and start looping the buckles together. 

"I should be done with training by then and we can start moving the small stuff in." You did the last buckle  and Aemond leaned down and kissed you. 

"I'll see you all later." Aemond grabs his sword and dagger and nods at Aegon before leaving. You turn to Aegon and smile.

"Ready?" 

"How about you lay down with me and let me treat you?" He wiggled his eyebrows and you rolled your eyes.

"For that, we are going now." He instantly frowned.

-

You chose the room yourself, Aegon really just tagged along. It was a fairly large room, bigger than your current one but smaller than the Queens. Perfect for three people. 

“Please start moving furniture, mine, my husbands and Prince Aegons items into this room, but please find a larger bed. And no questions.” You instruct the servants and they just bow and scurry off.

“I love when your assertive.” Aegon kissed your cheek, wrapped his arms around you and dug his face in your neck. 

“We should find something to eat, we have been searching for a room all day and im hungry.” He placed a hand on your swollen belly and stood up straight. 

“I cannot let you or my little girl starve.”

“Little girl?” You raise your eyebrow at him and let him drag you out the room.

“Yes I believe our babe will be a girl.” 

“Hmm, Aemond said that both times and they ended being boys.” 

“What do you think we’ll have?”

“Another boy, im hanging quite low and my symptoms are the same.” 

“A mother knows best.” He kisses your temple and his smile dropped as he thought of his own mother. All the hell he put her through. He knew when she visited and found out her newest grandchild is not her second son’s but her first, she’d bd livid. And he didn’t want to think about what she would do when she finds out he’s marrying his brother and his brothers wife.

-

Aemond joined you after cleaning himself. His eye patch was killing him, it was scratching and digging into his skin. He sat down in his new chamber and ripped the patch off. 

“Are you alright?” You ask him as you place a small box down. 

“The patch hurts.” 

“You need a new one, it’s already worn out.” Aegon overheard you and set a box down.

He knew a guy

-

Aemond woke up early to head into the markets to find a new patch. He unwrapped his arm from you in bed and sat up. He reached for the patch but be felt the material and furrowed his eyebrows. 

It was clearly new. Plain black, soft edges, and excellent craftsmanship. 

He looked down at you, you were sleeping peacefully, burying your face into Aeons back. You couldn’t have gotten up, he would’ve known. Maybe one of your handmaids got it for you? His eye traveled to the door where he saw Aegons boots, but they were muddy. He looked at his brother and his heart fluttered.

Did he get it for him?” 

He walked around the bed and stood in front of him. He hesitated for a moment before reaching down and shaking his shoulder. Aegon didn’t stir at all. Aemond rolled his ehe and gave him a shard shove making his brother shoot up. 

“Aemond- What?” He whispered and rubbed his eyes.

“Would you like to join me in the training yard?” Aegon was trying to understand the question, just barley waking up.

“Okay.” He says and flops down. 

“Get ready.” His brother says and he hears him walk away. Aegon rolls his eyes and shoves the sheets on him. 

“My love, me and Aemond are going to the training yard.” He whispered to you and your face twisted.

“Okay.” You say and fall back asleep.

-

You woke up completely confused when neither man was next to you. It took you a moment to remember where they had gone. 

“Eoywn!?” You called and sat up, the door opened quickly to reveal your brown headed knight. 

“Yes princess?” He ran to your aide and offered his hands to pull you up. 

“How long have the princes’ been gone?” 

“No more than an hour.”

“Please escort me there after I ready myself.” You walked away, with a slight waddle. 

“Yes Princess.”

-

Eowyn escorted you to the training ground and up to the viewing posts. You could see Aemond moving around flawlessly while Aegon stood there, clearly dumbfounded, it made you giggle. 

“Fruit my lady?” A maid asks as she holds a tray full of fruits. 

“Yes thank you.” You grab the plate and set it in front of you. 

“I remember when I knocked Aemond on his arse  when you were first betrothed.” Daemon appeared behind you and you jumped.

“Don’t do that.” You place a hand over your heart. 

“Apologies.” He smirks and sits beside you. “I should go down their and do it again, maybe even do it to Aegon.” 

“No, you’d embarrass them too much.” 

“You’re no fun. Hows the babe?”

“Long overdue.” Daemon chuckled.

“You still have 3 months.” 

“Don’t remind me.” 

“It will be worth it my little dragon.” He reached out and petted your hair like he always does.

“You just want another grandchild too steal from me.” He let out a loud laugh. 

“Has Rhaegar spoken to you about training him? Because he asked me.” 

“No he has not, Eoywn did he ask you?” You turn to the knight and he sheepishly nods. “And im guessing he has asked his father as well, why didn’t he ask me?”

“Maybe because he’s worried his mother will say no?” Your father says and you sigh.  

“I guess.” You turn your attention back to the field just to see Aegon fall face first in the mud. You winced but Daemon let out a loud laugh and you slapped his shoulder. Aemond looked up and as did Aegon. 

A flash of anger surged through Aegons body as embarrassment flooded his body. He let out a yell and scrambled to his feet before swinging his sword at his brother. Aemond stumbled back in shock but regained his posture.

“Calm down brother.” Aegon has always had anger issues in training. They’re swords clashed together and Aegon pushes forward as did Aemond, making the blades rest on their necks. 

They looked deep into each others purple eyes. Aegon’s calmed down and his breathing matches his brothers. Their grips on the swords loosened and they lowered them, but not moving away from each other. The people watching started whispering.

“They’re whispering.” Mumbles Aemond .

“Let them.” Aegon pushed his chest against Aemonds and they swore they could feel each others hearts begin to race. The more they stared at each other the more their faces grew red. Aegon flickered his eyes to his brothers small, almost heart shaped lips.

You were watching from above, waiting to see what would happen, it excited you.

“Not here.” Aemond stepped back and cleared his throat.

“I see how you look at me.” Says Aegon and oh how he wishes he could grab his hand. “I want it too brother.”

-

3 months had passed Aemond and Aegon still had not kissed and you were now in labor. 

“Where are they?” You seethed and grabbed the chair.

“I do not know, my lady please lay down.”

“No.” You snapped. “Women found that standing and squatting will help the baby come quicker.” The door burst open to reveal your father.

“I see that it is time.” He placed a hand on your back and rubbed it up and down. “Where are they?”

“I-I don’t know, Kepa please find them.” You cried and dig your face in his chest, Daemon sighed and kisses your head.

-

“You’ve been avoiding me.”

“I have not, and you’re interrupting my reading.” Aemond says and doesn’t look up from his book.

“Aemond, when we marry you know kissing is part of it, gods I thought I was the smart one.” Aemond just rolls his eye. Aegon sat down on the cough right next to Aemond and snatched the book so he could throw it across the room. He then grabbed Aemond face and pulled him close. “Kiss me.” Aegons hands on his face felt like they were burning him, but it was a good burn. 

The truth of Aemond avoiding his brother(more than he does), is that he was scared. Everytime Aegon walked into the room his heart swelled in his chest, it wasn’t the same as when you would. No yours made him feel like he would explode, but what is brother makes him feel is damn close. 

“I’ve never kissed a man.” 

“Its not hard I can teach you, I can teach you a lot of things.” Aegon says and Aemond swallows hard. He slowly started to lean in, but before their lips touched a booming voice stopped them. In fear they scrambled away from each other.

“Nephews your wife and betrothed is have your baby, what the fuck are you doing!?” Daemon asks, he clearly knew what was happening, but it wasn’t the time to dwell on it. 

Aemond practically jumped over the furniture and pushed past his uncle. Aegon followed in tow but almost tripped on the way out. 

They reached the chamber door and burst through it.

“My love.” 

Aemonds voice stopped your pacing and you painfully walked to him. He grabbed you arms and pressed his head against yours.

“Im here.”

“Prince Aegon you cannot be in here.” 

“Im-.”

“He is the fucking father of course he’s going to be here.” You say and clearly shocked the handmaid. She tried to stammer something but found it best to just keep her mouth shut.

“Why didn’t you tell us you were feeling something?” Aemond asked.

“It started after you left.” 

“What do you need?” 

“I just need to walk.” 

They took turns walking you up and down the halls. Aegon didn’t know what to do, but when he saw Aemond breathing with you he decided to do the same.

“You’re going to be such a good father.” You say weakly and lean against him. 

“If you say it more I might believe you.” He chuckled and you laughed before wincing. 

“Fuck.” You dipped your hand under your dress and felt around before gasping. 

“What!?” Aegon stopped and his eyes widened at you.

“I feel the baby.” 

“Oh.” He froze instantly 

“Aegon!” Your yell snapped him out.

“Ok Ok! Uh- lets get you back.” You slowly took a few steps, still with your hand between your legs. You got to the room and everyone say how you were and flooded around you. 

“Princess you must lay down.” 

“No.” You say and push past people.

“Y/n please.” Says Aemond but you wave him off. You sit on the edge of the bed and slid down to a squatting position, still gripping the edge. 

“I want to push.” 

“Okay princess.” An older handmaid says and gets to her knees in front of you. Another maid walked past Aemond with a water basin with towels in it. 

“I can do that.” He takes it from her hands. “Aegon sit behind her.” Aegon was just standing in a corner, terrified out of his mind. He was never in the birthing room for Helaena, didn’t even see her after. “Aegon! Fucking move!” 

“Okay.” He nods and walks cautiously to move behind you. You wrapped your arms around his thighs and leaned back. You then felt a cool towel dab on your forehead, you then to see Aemond and you smiled.

“You got this.” He kissed your head

“When you’re ready princess.” 

“Okay.” You took in a deep breath and started pushing. Everyone started saying words of encouragement as you pushed again. 

“One more big push.” You let out a scream and dug your nails into Aegons legs making him wince. The last push resulted in a babies cry. 

“A boy, a perfect boy.” You let out a laugh and collapsed. 

“Lets get her in the bed.” 

They tied off the umbilical cord them cut it so they could take him to het cleaned. He was crying so much already. Aemond grabbed under your arm and pulled you up, Aegon moved out of the way and helped you lay down. 

“You did so good.” Whispered Aegon and he kissed your cheek. You smiled weakly before an uncomfortable pressure pushed in your stomach.

“Oh fuck.” 

“The afterbirth.” A maid says. “We must collect it.” While it was being collected they brought the newborn over and handed him right to Aemond. Aegon straightened himself out trying to see the baby. 

“Hello.” Aemond cooed and he smiled at the scrunch the baby gave hum before whimpering. “Would you like to meet your father? Hmm?” Aemond started walking towards Aegon. “Here you go.” 

“I don’t know how.”

“Yes you do, you’ve held the twins and Maelor, its the same thing.” Aegon still hesitated but he lifted his arms and Aemond placed the squirming baby in his hold. 

“Shh. Shh everything’s okay.” He adjusted the babe to a more comfortable position. “Im not going to mess you up, I promise.” He gently laid a small kiss on his forehead.

“Um may I please see my son?” Aegon looks to see you sitting up and waiting. He nodded and carefully stood up and placed your son in your arms. “Gods you were a big one.” Everyone laughed at that.  

The door opened and Daemon walked into the room with Rhaenyra in tow. 

“Oh my little dragon.” He went to you first and cradled your face before kissing it. “You did so good.” He looked down to his newest grandchild. “And who is this?” He held his finger out and stroked the babies cheek. 

“Do we have a name? You looked too Aegon and he let out an awkward laugh. 

“Yes this is Elyas Targaryen.” 

“Beautiful name.” He says and leans down to kiss his head. 

People were in and out the room the whole day, wishing their congratulations. Rhaegar was the most excited to get a new sibling, but as he greeted his new brother you could help but remember he doesn’t know his parents are marrying his uncle. 

They moved a bathtub in the room so you could relax as Aegon and Aemond were hogging him, really only handing him too for a feeding. 

“He’s perfect.” Aegon says not taking his eyes of his son.

“Just wait until he starts growing.” Aemond falls on the bed. Someone knocked on the door. “Come in.” The door opened to reveal Ser Eoywn.

“Your graces, Lady Alicnet Hightower has arrived, just thought you should prepare yourself.” Nobody said a word after that.

“Thank you Ser Eoywn.” He nodded and stepped back, shutting the door behind him. 

“She’s going to kill us.”

-

A/n- this took me a Fuck load of time but here it is. The whole Alicent deal is going to be a separate oneshot, im also going to be writing a few things within the Good Wife universe thats set before chapter 6, there’s going to be prequel as well:))

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Omg I love your writinggggggg. We need that religious kink with Aegon (or Aemond), we know their mother had to have accidentally given these boys some religious trauma on top of their horrible daddy and mommy issues djdkjdndmd —@thattargboy (on anon cuz it’s a sideblog)

So. I had a hard time with this one but I loved it. When it comes to religious trauma there’s so many angsty ideas that pop into my head. So def went darker than intended. Hope you like it though!!! @thattargboy

Kink Bingo - Religious Kink

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Religious trauma, everyone has mommy issues, TW: dub-con, Incest, sister!wife!reader, Aegon is a shit head because He Doesn’t Know How To Process Emotions, dry humping, clitoral orgasm👍

Father, Mother, Maiden, Warrior, Smith, Crone, and Stranger

The statues stood tall in the great Sept besides the faceless Stranger. Candles were lit, people praying to the gods quietly. Knelt down, lips mumbling and begging. You kneeled at the feet of the Mother, praying for her patience and strength.

He was behind you.

Aegon hated the Sept, avoided it at all costs much to your own Mother’s chagrin. He took after most male Targaryens, fashioned themselves closer to gods than man. High in the sky on gleaming, golden Sunfyre. You felt he would burn ten times hotter than any dragon flame in the Seven Hells.

You didn’t know why he accompanied you today. Prick preferred to waste away drunk in Flea Bottom or go take his dragon on a reckless joyride. You shook the moron out of your thoughts to pray.

Most devout Mother, grant me your kindness, wisdom, and love for all.

Save me from my wicked blood.

Save my children from abomination they had no choice.

O benevolent mother, please.

“Is this what you do all day?,” he drawled. Aegon leant on a column lazily, lidded eyes glassy. Your lips twitched but you remained placid. Turning to face your husband, and brother, you said, “No Aegon. This is one of the many things I do in a day.” Not like he cared.

Aegon yawned, “So exciting.”

Your chest tightened in anger. The hot headed dragon blood did not like being smothered like this. Aegon snorted, “They’re not real. I don’t know why you waste your time.” You couldn’t help but tighten cold hands in your dress hard as possible.

Angry tears welled up in your eyes, but you remained silent and hoped he would get the hint and leave. Nope. You heard his boots scuffle to your side, the prince falling to his knees. Your own lilac orbs met violet. He raised an amused brow, getting closer into your space. You snapped your head away with a huff.

“What do you want? I figured you’d burn up stepping foot in here.”

Aegon’s pouty lips turned down. He mumbled, “That’s what mother always said,” the blonde jerked his chin towards the statue, “I always prayed to her and received nothing.”

Exasperated, you deadpanned, “Because you defile all of her daughters. Really, why are you here?”

“Our actual mother told me to come see you. Said it might save me from my wicked blood to sit with my pious sister.”

Aegon looked more uncomfortable and downcast, eyes dropping to the floor. You eyed him coolly before remarking, “She won’t answer our prayers because we’ve committed a grave sin. Marrying blood into blood like the dragon does.” You looked up at the carved statue, face loving but cold as the stone it was made from.

Your brother laughed, “If we’re doomed why waste your time here dear sister?”

Finally you snapped at him, “I believe that maybe she will pity me for being married to my own brother, one who is a drunkard that lies with whores until he’s sick with it!”

He flinched as if struck, pale curls swishing as he turned away. Your eyes flickered down to his pallid hands, trembling at his sides. Guilt ate at you— hate begets hate. You stammered, “I- I’m sorry Aegon, please.”

His gaze flashed back at you with a newly found anger. Aegon hissed, “What makes you so high and mighty sister? Because Otto and Alicent like you so much? You’re no better than me looking down on everyone like you do.” He gripped at your wrist and yanked you forward.

Aegon’s snarling face was mere inches from you now, wine on his breath per usual. His cheeks were flushed and eyes wild. You hated how handsome your husband was. All of the Targaryens were ethereally beautiful like that— making attraction almost inevitable.

“S-stop. I said I was sorry,” you murmured.

He growled, “Apologize to the Mother then. Apologize to our mother for spurning your brother while you’re at it.” You whimpered softly, eyelashes fluttering under the pressure. Alicent was the last thing you wanted to think about when Aegon was stirring up unholy feelings. Anger, lust, you couldn’t tell.

The elder sibling wrangled you back up, tucking himself behind, knees caging your legs in. You whispered in shock, “A-Aegon? What are you doing? People will see!” His chin came to nestle on your shoulder, hands came round to clasp over your own.

“We’re only a couple praying. They wouldn’t dare approach when the white knights are about.”

His hips were flush with your ass, cock throbbing between your cheeks. You whimpered again, face reddening in embarrassment. He rutted against the giving flesh softly, purring, “C’mon and pray for your dear brother’s salvation.”

“Y-you’re ma-my husband,” you said.

“Knew you as my lovely sister first,” Aegon mused.

He rutted harder, gasping into your neck. He licked and sucked at the soft skin, you moaning before cutting the sound off. One of Aegon’s ringed hands snuck between your legs. He growled, “Pray for me now. Save me from the fires of hell.”

You felt woozy, limbs wobbly and weak. Your husband’s fingers drug against your sensitive bundle of nerves, shame and desire overtaking any rational thought. You warbled, “O Mother, please save us from sin. Forgive my brother for he knows not your forgiveness, ah!”

Aegon was panting now as he used your body for pleasure. He whimpered, “G-good, keep going, so sweet.” The blonde’s fingers slid through your slick to glide easier around your button. Your thighs trembled while you recited, “Save your child from the fires of the Seven hells, smile upon thee O Mother!”

He groaned desperately, moving faster and faster. Your own breath was a nervous staccato, quivering hands wringing together. You whined, “No more, I’ve prayed, Aegon!” His swirling digits paused while he smugly joked, “Say stop and I will.”

It only took you a shameful beat before begging, “Please, please don’t stop Aegon.”

“That’s my sweet little sister.”

You shut your eyes, unable to take the shame. The Mother’s presence loomed over the pair of you— just like Alicent’s did. But he felt so good. Your head lolled upon his shoulder while you whined and gasped. Aegon groaned, “When we’re blood of dragonlords we don’t need this nonsense mother forces upon us,” he drug his fingertips up sharply, “If you want something, take it.”

You gasped and stilled in surprise, whining high in your throat as your cunt tightened and gushed between your taut thighs. Aegon cried out into the sept, echoing as he reached his peak. You felt his cock throbbing and leaking onto your fine dress, Aegon smiling against your mottled neck.

In a fit of clarity you scrambled from the elder sibling, feeling a retch bubble up. You cursed, “You’re sick! No one will ever love you— blackened and vile creature!” Aegon blinked out of his stupor, eyes suddenly going wide.

He murmured, “You don’t mean that. Don’t say that.”

Still sprawled haphazardly on the floor you reiterated, “No one will love a wretch like you Aegon, as much as you drown it out with the drink.”

The prince’s cheeks grew wet with tears, another shaky plea leaving his lips. He watched you get up and give another scathing look before stiffly walking away with a Kingsguard. His violet eyes looked up to the Mother. He screeched at the bitch. The dried spend in Aegon’s pants now felt disgusting. He was disgusting.

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𝕴𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫-𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

ᴀᴇɢᴏɴ ɪɪ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ x ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ! ᴡɪꜰᴇ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: lots of fluff, making out and touching, Aegon caring for reader, mentions of intimacy. Aegon and Reader being horny little shits. Mid smut but its just boob grabbing.

Author’s note: in this version, Aegon and reader end up together. They’re a drunk version of Morticia and Gomez in a way.

Ever since you were young, Aegon and you had formed a bond. You both were the black sheep of the family while Helaena and Aemond were praised by both your mother and Grandsire. You were both often spotted together, drinking or just hanging out drunk.

Your mother had thought of betrothing her oldest son to her precious Helaena but she thought about it, she changed her mind. She decided to betroth you and Aegon, since she thought you’d make a better match. Once you had found out about this, you and Aegon celebrated by going to the local tavern you would go to, and celebrate your betrothal. That same night, you had bought an Inn, and you have given him your maidenhead, he already had lost his but he was honored into having yours.

The night of the ceremony, you both drank and drank until you were both dragged to your now shared bed chambers. The whole night non of you slept, you were performing the husband and wife act all night until the next morn. You both woke up with a massive headache and the sheets were allover the place. The night was wild, as a way to get ‘rid’ of your headache you went at it again until late noon.

Outside the bedroom, you both made it obvious how badly you both desired one another. Often been spotted kissing and touching each other not caring who would see what the both of you were doing. Then you were with child, it would of happened soon since you both went at it like rabbits.

During your pregnancy, Aegon was always with you, hugging you and caressing your growing stomach. He was happy that you were swollen with babe. He did not care if it was a boy or girl, he wanted to be a part of that child’s life, and love them, unlike his mother, he’ll actually show interest in his child’s life.

Years past, you had two children, a son and a daughter. Your son being named Meagor and your daughter named Daenerys. You were happy with your life, you had two beautiful children and a loving husband.

During the petition of Veamond Velaryon, you and Aegon were not paying attention, he had an arm wrapped around you and he was teasing you by whispering things into your ear, making you giggle. When Veamond’s head was cut clean off, you tried so hard not to laugh while the rest of your family was shocked. After you and your husband were scolded by your mother for being disrespectful but didn’t care. Before the dinner, you and Aegon went to your bedchamber for a round intimacy, going as many times until it was time.

You wore a red gown that exposed your neck and collarbones, as well as a pair of earrings that your husband had gifted you. Aegon loved seeing you in that gown, if it weren’t for the dinner he would of ripped the dress and taken you on the spot. He also loved your short hair,, he loved how it framed your face and how you exposed a lot of your skin to him.

During the dinner, you were both jesting at one another, laughing loudly and drinking. It it weren’t for the people that were in the room, he would lay you on the table and ravish you. But of course, your bother Aemond prevented the both of you from eating each other’s faces.

Aegon had pulled you up for a dance, but you were both drunk and were dancing poorly, nearly falling to the floor laughing. Then the bawl happen, your nephew punching your brother and husband slamming your younger nephew face on the table. After you went to check on the children and bed them good night.

In your bedchamber, you were getting ready for bed while you husband had come in. He walked towards you and began to kiss your neck, making you giggle. “Aegon, we had enough for tonight” you said making you giggle as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “Come on love, one more? Please?” he begged, you loved when he begged. Then he moved his hands up to your swollen and breasts, gentle squeezing them lightly. This made you moan, feeling his tongue run up your neck behind your ear, kissing and biting your ear.

“Aegon, I'm still sore, I'm surprised that I was able to walk to the dinner!” you laughed as his lips began to peck at your face. “Fine, can I at least kiss my wife?” he asked, giving you a puppy eyes look. “Of course, dear husband.” You said as you got up and walked over to the bed. As soon as you sat on the bed, Aegon had launched at you. Attacking your face with kisses and making you laugh. After that you both began to kiss, sloppily, your tongues dancing with one another, exchanging spit. He had also touched you allover your body, feeling all of you up and down. 

Later, you both fell asleep, tangled with one another, but after Aegon had left somewhere. You whined at the lack of your husband not being in bed with you until you were woken up by him. “Y/n, my love, wake up” he said as he lightly shook you. “Mm? Aegon? What is it?” you asked opening your eyes and seeing his worried expression “our father is dead!” he whispered yelled. “He is dead?” you asked confused “yes, he is dead, and they want to make me King” he said worriedly “I don’t want to be King Y/n” he admitted. You pulled him into a hug to calm him down but he pulled away to look at you. 

“Let’s run away” He said with a smile on his lips “run away? But where?” you asked as he cut you off “To the free cities! To Essos or Yi Ti anywhere! We’ll take our children with us! We’ll live in peace, the four of us!” he said as you talked confused. “What of the throne? What of our mother and grandsire?” you asked. “To fuck with them, I don’t care about the throne! I care about you. They can make Aemond king for all I care, I just want you and our children” he said as he hugged you close to him.

You thought about it, he didn’t want to be King, he never wished on being King. He wanted a life with you and his children. Away from politics and everyone who had put him under the pressure on being the next Ruler. You finally agreed, this made Aegon happy, you both will live a happy and peaceful life with your children. Away from those Vouchers you call Mother and Grandsire.

[xxnymeriatargaryenxx]

when your husband aemond wants physical affection, he comes to YOUR chambers.

sex is not the first or the only thing he asks for, aemond just really wants your full undivided attention. after an exhaustingly long day of managing affairs and telling people what to do, all he wants is for his sweet beloved wife to take care of him, starting with removing his clothes and taking a hot aromatic bath.

aemond always prefers it when you undress him, as you are gentle with your touch and you take extra precaution when removing his eye-patch. the prince regent finds a degree of comfort in you he hasn’t felt since he was a boy at driftmark.

when he is feeling extra needy, aemond will insist that you join him in the bathtub yourself, he loves to have you on his lap and chest-to-chest with him so close and intimate.

and when you eventually begin to ride him, he simply can’t stop gawking at how radiant you look under the flickering candlelights. he is completely mesmerized not only by your dornish beauty, but also by your affectionate nature and how well you understand him. it makes him cum that much faster when you ride him like this.

alternatively, when a bath is not involved, aemond will stand at your doorway with his hands clasped behind his back until you make the first move beckoning him over to your bed.

when the prince regent is feeling particularly sore after riding vhagar, you give him a deep tissue back massage, using some hot oil, usually eucalyptus and jasmine rubbed between your fingers to soften his tense muscles and relieve any back knots.

…..after that? it’s all fair game 😮‍💨💦🍆

[theghooligan]

helaena after that crazy weirwood-dragon-dream she had starring her uncle daemon:

[floatyflowers]

Scene from "The Adopted Princess"

Y/n: If I betray you, I betray myself...If I betray my mother, I betray my family...my mother and my brothers are very dear to me.

Aemond: Dearer then I?

Y/n: Yes, they are much dearer than you, as Daenerys is to me.

[kingaegond]

Aegon x wife! reader

Warnings: Breastfeeding, a little voyeurism, NSFW, +18

She didn't know why but her breast continued to produce milk, even after they were supposed to.

She was sitting at her vanity, looking at her breast in the mirror, they still looked full and felt a bit heavy, when her husband walked into their chambers.

Aegon, I... She tried to put her nightgown back down and cover herself.

Y/N, why do you cover yourself? He asked while walking closer to her.

I... it's just... I don't know why there's still milk in them.

Love, we musn't doubt the Gods, if they will it so. Aegon wasn't particularly devoted of the faith, but he knew his wife was. He knew it wasn't the will of a God, but the will of a King to keep her breast full and plump for him, with the help of the maesters, he had found a tea that could make it so. He came close to where she was sitting and put his hand below her breast.

Both of them staring at the mirror, when he started his ministrations. He caressed her breast, slowly moving to her nipple. She gasped in pleasure, her breast were still very sensitive. If it's a gift, we must make use of it, he whispered close to her ear. Aegon started to kiss her neck, while continuing his touch on her breast. The fabric of her nightgown, wet, because of the milk. He pulled the straps of her nightgown down and she felt the air on her naked body.

Aegon carried her to their bed, put her down and climbed on top of her. He kissed her lips hungrily, she llicked his lower lip and kissed him back, hungry for him too. He then moved to her neck and her breast. So plump, he whispered. He started licking her perk nipple and masaging her other breast with his hand, milk ozing out of both of her breasts. Her body feeling the wetness of her milk as some milkdrops fall to the sheet. He then put his mouth to her breast and started sucking the milk out, licking her nipple and using his lips to pump the milk. His other hand, masaging her other breast. She moaned and grabbed his hair, holding him there, feeling the pleasure starting to pile on the pit of her stomach. Aegon then pulled his mouth form her breast, and with milk on his lips, kissed her again. She tasted herself. Sweet, she thought. Her thoughts barely coming together from her pleasure. Her core drip in wetness aswell, feeling Aegon ever growing presence for her.

He then moved to her other breast, his other hand on the junture of her breast and her ribs, moving ever so slightly. He licked and sucked and drank her in, while she moaned, getting closer to the edge. She caressed his face and his hair, pulling softly with each moan.