#aegon x daemon

[lonelyvampx]

[franzkafkagf]

Is….. is daemon going to fuck aegon in drag?

[anamazingangie]

crisis verse by AmazingAngie | Daemon Targaryen + Rhaenyra + Aegon | Rated E | 50k words total (so far!)

Summary: Daemon was pretty sure when most people had the desire to care for something, they bought a plant—not a night with a pair of siblings who were half his age. But he never regretted the decision.

They were exactly his type, with pale hair he wanted to tug on, fair skin he wanted to nip at, and full lips he wanted to crush with his own. It was arousal at first sight to say the least—but love? Well that followed pretty soon after. 

Now, if someone asked Daemon Targaryen to describe the relationship he had with the pair of siblings that lived in his house, slept in his bed, and regularly sucked his cock, he would….struggle to answer.

But he loved them more than anything, and by some miracle they loved him too. And wasn’t that enough? 

Or: A story about a domineering man and his submissive partners who want nothing more than affection and praise. ft. Dom!Daemon, Bratty!Rhaenyra, and Puppy!Aegon

Universal Pairings: Daemon/Rhaenyra/Aegon, Daemon/Rhaenyra, Daemon/Aegon, Rhaenyra/Aegon

Universal Tags: Age Difference, Modern AU, Light Dom/Sub, Bisexuality, Safe Sane and Consensual, Healthy Relationships, Developing Relationships, Fluff, Smut, All comfort no hurt, Pet Names, Sibling Incest, Praise Kink, Touch Starved, the only thing dysfunctional here is his penis

a sign of maturity (or a midlife crisis) 

Complete 2/2 | 8.2k | Tags: Verbal humiliation, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Oral Fixation, Erectile Dysfunction

Summary:

“They don't have much experience, they need to be broken in gently.”

“The girl—Rhaenyra can be bratty, but like all kittens I think after being claimed she will calm down. And the boy, Aegon, he’s a puppy already, he just needs a firm leg to hump against.”

“And since when have I been into that?”

“Since when haven’t you been into submissive things grinding on your shoes and cock?”

or: Daemon wasn't expecting what happened that night, or how it would change every night after it. But he wasn't complaining, either.

iron out the kinks 

Complete 4/4 | 17.2k | Tags: Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Sex Toys, Anal Play, Verbal Humiliation, Public Sex, Public BJ, Breast Worship, Mention of Other Kinks

Summary:

“What do I like? Well, there is nothing better than coming home from work and finding something pretty waiting for you. Or, I suppose two pretty things.” He corrected.

“I like watching movies with someone in my lap, my fingers in their cunt. Or their mouth wrapped around my cock, just a warm place for my length to sit after a long day.”

“That sounds… good,” Aegon squeaked, and Rhaenyra nodded.

“I think we are compatible, then.” Daemon said with a grin.

or: Figuring out their dynamics and limits, and realizing just how well they fit together.

a mixture of the two

Complete 1/1 | 8.5k | DAEGON FOCUSED | Tags: Dirty Talk, Verbal Humiliation, Sex Toys, Restraints, Light BDSM, Anal Play, Anal Sex, Massage, M/M mentions of other kinks, daemon's dildo collection

Summary:

Daemon knew from personal experience that no dildo, strap, or plug, could compare to the feeling of a bare cock pressing into you. It didn’t matter the size or stretch, there was a heat and roughness that was just different. 

So this was a beautiful thing, Aegon was beautiful in how he wanted to used like this, and how he trusted Daemon to be the one to use him. It was a gift he wouldn’t take for granted. And Rhaenyra? Well, she definitely didn’t mind watching. 

Or: Daemon gives Aegon what he has been begging for.

a soft place to land

Complete 1/1 | 6.3k | DAEMYRA FOCUSED | Tags: Anal Play, Vaginal Sex, Faginal Fingering, Cock Worship, Cock Warming, Oral Fixation, Erectile Dysfunction

Summary:

They kissed while she rode him, and he did his part—thrusting up into her with what little leverage he had. It was lazy, but the perfect type of fuck for a Saturday morning, and she was the perfect girl. 

And then his stupid fucking cock decided to ruin  it.

Or: Daemon's week with Rhaenyra doesn't go as planned. 

(can be read as a standalone one shot)

something really special 

Complete 1/1 | 9k | Tags: Butt Plugs, Public Display of Affection, Mentioned Public Sex, No Sex, 5+1 Things, Implied/Referenced Homophobia

Summary:

It was hard to explain how he felt about them, though he tried, given his friends inquire. 

“They have their flaws, I don’t have them on a pedestal where they are doomed to fall and disappoint me.” 

This was ironic, given that they were literally on a raised platform in front of him right now—and having sex on it, not that, that was fully relevant.

“But gods, it feels like they were put on this earth just for me. Like they are a gift that fell from the heavens and into my lap and it’s my duty—and pleasure to care for them as long as they’ll let me.” 

or: Daemon’s POV as five people find out about his slightly unconventional, and slightly kinky relationship with Rhaenyra and Aegon + the POV of someone who does not find out (something they are all extremely grateful for) 

TBC! Maybe. Dividers by @firefly-graphics banners and whatnot by ME.

[allyriadayne]

So we all know there's a lot of parallels between Aegon and Rhaenyra but who's Aegon's Daemon...

come closer

closer

ready?

aegon is the daemon of almost all of his relationships! he's the creepy uncle, he's the outgoing brother AND the envious one too........he's got daemyra's brothel scene with aemond, he's got the nephew who's got a better claim to the throne than he with jace, he's got the bookish brother in aemond too, the marriage at a young age to someone he didn't want...... i'm afraid he doesn't have a daemon in his life except himself, man's gotta do what he's gotta do.

[artnoonewants]

Poor delusional Viserys 😔

[realangelahernandez]

I’m so sad… time for an x reader fan fiction

[winnysplayground]

“i can fix her, i can fix him, i can fix them”

i think we need to work on you first.

[cherrygirlfriend]

when funkyfrogbait said “how many einsteins have spent their lives washing dishes, how many mozarts bent over stoves instead of pianos because they had the misfortune of being born a woman.”

i might mostly post smut on this account, but i write SO much more than just fanfic, and every word i write is for every woman that came before me that couldn’t write what they wanted. it’s for my mother, my grandmother and my great-grandmother as well as the women that came before.

[hauntedfictionland]

You're serving cunt? There's a war going on and you're serving cunt?

Gif: @hoosbandewan, @peachysunrize

[bailadeluna]

men will literally do home renovations on a whole ass haunted mansion before sending a raven to his wife and children

[princessbellecerise]

Unlikely Places

Summary ✩ The unusual place your hotd lover likes to fuck you

Warnings ✩ Smut, straight up blasphemy (Aegon), semi-public sex

Jacaerys Velaryon

As the King, it’s not exactly wrong for the two of you to do it, but it does feel taboo every time you ride him on the Iron Throne

Every time you climbed on his lap, mindful of all the sharp points and swords, you couldn’t help but think that you’re breaking some kind of rule that doesn’t exist. After all, Jacaerys is the King and technically it is his seat. As the most powerful man in the realm, there’s no one for you to answer to after doing such an act but it certainly feels like you should

The first time that he asked you to do it, you thought that he was crazy. It was so unlike Jacaerys to do something so…risky, that you genuinely thought it was a prank at first

Only when realized you that your husband was completely serious did you really start to consider it

And you had to admit, the rush of power that you got as you bounced on your husband’s cock, riding the most powerful man in the most powerful seat in the realm was nothing like you’d ever experienced before

It quickly became your guilty pleasure to do so, never minding when Jacaerys summoned you to the throne room at such late hours

For you knew what awaited you when you climbed those steps, and each time you were filled with delicious anticipation to do it all over again

Aemond Targaryen

Ever since he was a child, Aemond had been absolutely fascinated by dragons

His obsession with those beasts was almost unnatural as his mother used to say, and you were quite inclined to agree as one day, Aemond tried to convince you to let him fuck you on top of Vhagar

Of course, the request had been so ridiculous that you genuinely thought your husband to be ill at first, maybe having contracted some disease during his many travels

Only when you saw Aemond’s confident smirk did you realize that it was indeed not a jest, and your husband really did want you to ride him on top of a fucking dragon

So there you were, thousands of feet in the air and praying that you didn’t fall as you straddled Aemond’s lap

You held onto him tight as your cunt sank down, your hips moving with his in the large saddle

Every kiss, every touch was concealed within the clouds, Vhagar flying steady while you rode your husband. The sound of her wings masked the pathetic way you cried for Aemond, filthy praises and words of encouragement being whispered in your ears as you soared across the skies

Aegon Targaryen

Aegon figures that if he’s going to hell anyways, he may as well have a little fun in his mortal life

What’s life without a little risk anyways, he figures. This is why he has no problem fucking you in the Sept of Seven, having you on your knees, naked in front of the statue of the Mother

Instead of praying to her though, you worship him. You praise his cock and the way it makes you feel so good—better than praying, really

The absolute trill of someone coming in and getting caught is like no other. Sometimes, Aegon even hopes that you’ll be discovered—preferably by his mother or that cunt of Septa that’s always preaching about sin and virtue

He imagines their faces as he fucks you from behind, taunting you and making you look directly at the statue when you cum around him

Aegon’s never really believed in the Gods much, but the way your cunt feels wrapped around him is heavenly

And to him, there’s truly no greater tasting sin

Daemon Targaryen

Otto Hightower had once called Daemon brazen, irresponsible, violent, arrogant, reckless and a second Maegor

He supposed that it was true, but still, Otto Hightower was a cunt in Daemon’s mind, and the Prince would do anything to get back at him

…Including fucking in his bed

In Daemon’s very weak defense, he hasn’t meant to, really

When he pulled you in a for a kiss, intending to take you quickly before he had to attend a meeting later in the day, he hadn’t been paying attention to where he pulled you

He just wanted to feel you, to touch you before he had to leave for the day

And what do you know—the place that he ends up brining you to fufill your hurried tryst was the fucking Tower of the Hand

Neither of you realize it at first, too caught up in each other to notice the amount of green, grey and white around you

It isn’t until you stumble onto the actual bed, Daemon fumbling to get your clothing off do you finally look up and you’re greeted by a portrait of Otto fucking Hightower on the walls

Alarmed, you immediately tell Daemon and it takes only a second to realize where you’ve accidentally stumbled

Of course, Daemon thinks it’s hilarious and even if you want to leave, a little creeped out at the thought of being fucked on the same sheets the Hand of the King sleeps on, Daemon is entirely too thrilled to leave

Once the idea is in his brain, it won’t be going any time soon

A mischievous grin grows on your lover’s face, and somehow, Dameon convinces you to let him take on Otto’s clean, perfectly folded sheets, loving the way you mess them up with your messy fucking

Of course, he’ll just blame the servants for all the mess, but now every time he faces Otto there’s always a knowing smirk on Daemon’s face, smug that the Hand will never know the dirty things said and done on the very mattress he sleeps on

Cregan Stark

Cregan was the Lord of Winterfell, and because of that he was allowed to eat where he pleased, train where he pleased…and fuck where he pleased

It was this that he reminded you of as he took you in one of the hot springs the castle had to offer, water splashing as your husband’s hips thrust into yours

He had you on his lap, your tits pressed against his warm wet chest as you bounced on his cock

The both of you were well aware that this was a public place and that anyone could stumble upon you, but that only spurred you on more

Honestly, seeing your honorable and kind husband act so reckless was a turn on in itself, loving the way Cregan grunted and didn’t care who heard him

He was lost in the feel of your cunt and the warm water which only added to the sensations

Add that to the trill of getting caught, and neither of you really lasted long when you fucked in the springs

Still panting and filled with your husband’s seed, you grinned as you ran a hand through his tangled hair

“Another day without being caught,” You said, slightly disappointed

Cregan shrugged. “Well, maybe we’ll succeed next time.”

Benjicot Blackwood

“Ben, not here! Someone could see us!”

“Then let them see. Let those Bracken cunts see how a real man pleases his Lady wife,” Benji whispered, and you couldn’t even deny that fucking right on the Blackwood-Bracken boundary line didn’t bring a kind of fire to your veins that you craved

Your lover had always been more shy and sweet than anything else, but you knew just how deep his hatred for the Brackens ran when he threw all of that away and fucked you so close to their territory

Deep, satisfactory moans left his lips as he rutted into you, the thrill of getting caught edging you both on like no other

You pressed against Benji, panting as his cock drove in out of you and hit your sweet spots over and over

All you could think about, all you craved was cumming around your husband’s cock while his enemies watched; and you did

Benji was beyond proud of himself as you moaned and let the entirety of House Bracken know what was happening. Let them know how good he was making you feel

He felt bad for the wives of those smug cunts as surely they’d never know such pleasure, but at least Benji knew that you couldn’t relate

The Brackens could say whatever they wanted about his family, but at least the Blackwoods knew how to fuck

And who knows, if they were watching, then maybe they’d even learn a thing or two from Benji

tags 🏷️

@alyssa-dayne

[lonelyvampx]

Aegon really wants to be awake after sex and hear the other's passionate speech but he falls asleep fifteen seconds after that

[ophelieverse]

when my girl talks,you listen to her!

[anamazingangie]

loyalty 👑 Rhaenyra + Aegon + Daemon

👑 Rated E 👑 106k words 👑 In Progress 👑 by AmazingAngie 👑

Aegon: bad king trying to be a good boy. That is the fic.

Pairings: Rhaenyra/Daemon [married], Rhaenyra/Aegon, Daemon/Aegon, Rhaenyra/Aegon/Daemon [eventually!]

Tags: AU: No War For Succession, Married Daemyra, Good Parents Daemyra, Incest, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Caretaking, Minor Injuries, Touch-Starved, Dirty Talk, Flirting, Gay Panic, Mommy Issues, Daddy Issues, Recovery, Childhood Trauma, Past Alcoholism, Praise Kink, Lactation Kink, Dragon Lore, Valyrian Magic

Summary:

Anyone of royal blood could claim themselves King, but if the crown and throne deemed them unworthy, it was not a title they would be able to keep claiming for long. The opposition of the steel circlet and iron throne led to the demise of Viserys I Targaryen, though it took decades to do so—his son, however, was rejected much faster. Just months into his reign Aegon found himself at his sister’s feet, begging her to take the crown, and swearing her his loyalty if she showed mercy. Before politics can truly begin, the poor boy has to heal from his injuries—and his dependence on alcoholism. But he soon finds he was wounded in more ways than he thought, because seeing the way his sister and uncle love each other, and love their children, hurts to witness. For he never knew what it was to be loved like that. As a husband. As a man. Or even as a child. He was never loved for who he was—merely his title, and what his mother hoped he would become. If he is lucky, sister and uncle will be kind enough to change this fact. They are other adept at garnering loyalty from those in their household, after all.

An alternate universe in which Aegon II is named as heir, and crowned King—and yet, somehow, Rhaenyra still wins. She won years ago—for when she lost her place as heir, she gained a different title on behalf of her father’s guilt: Princess of Dragonstone. And she gained a husband, too—her uncle, her prince, and the eventual father of their half dozen children.  But when given the opportunity, Rhaenyra took the crown, and then she and her uncle decided to take care of Aegon, too, for he was her brother, her husband's nephew and they were Targaryens—why wouldn't they have him as a lover, too?

Excerpt:

“He is so sweet, uncle, it seems a pity to disrupt him.” A hand—a man’s hand was stroking his hair, and Aegon’s eyes were squeezed shut but he must have been admiring the latch of his lips on Rhaenyra’s breast. “You are sweet, my niece—you take such good care of your boys, don’t you? Always knowing just what they—what we—need."

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Chapter One

[rbfannee]

this diva here was not having it 💅🏻

simon “come pick up your husband” strong 🧎🏻‍♀️

[talesofhightower]

Okay but ..... m o t h e r 😃💗🎀