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My Beloved Nymph (5)

[modern! club owner • Aemond x fem!reader]

[warnings: smut, sex content, kissing, so much fluff]

[description: Aemond is the owner of the club, his girlfriend is the younger sister of his business partner. This story is a continuation of the series "My Best Friend", which you can read here: Part 1. This story can be read on its own. Aemond has serious intentions for his girlfriend and is slowly putting them into practice.]

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

Previous and next chapters: Masterlist

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Y/N felt a few tears of uncontrollable emotion down her face and the heat in her heart. She wiped them off quickly, had time to read what he'd written a few more times. She couldn't believe it came from his pen, she would never have expected it. That he could show her his feelings this way.

She knew he loved folktales and medieval legends, often reading them for pleasure, but what he created was a small work of art to her. It literally choked her. She swallowed silently, a big smile on her face. She pursed her lips and ran to him on the balcony.

She opened the door and literally ran at him, and he, startled, choked on cigarette smoke. He coughed and looked at her uncertainly, stressed, he wanted to ask her what she thought, but she didn't even let him open her mouth, she started talking right away.

"Aemond, this is so beautiful! I must have read it five times and will read it every day! I cried, I can't even describe what I feel" She sputtered, her eyes and cheeks were red, he looked at her as if she was possessed by something. Deep down he felt relief and a wave of heat, this impenetrable and strong feeling for her. He reached his hand towards her cheek and wiped away a single tear that had yet to dry. He smiled.

"Did you like it?" He asked as if what she had said wasn't enough. Some part of him longed for a moment longer to hear those beautiful words she had for him, the praises she had never missed for him, and which he had never received from anyone in his entire life. He literally craved her appreciation, and what she said warmed his heart to red, though his face remained calm.

Y/N exhaled loudly as if the word "liked" offended her, rubbed her nose searching for the right words, holding his piece of paper in her hands.

“I felt like I was literally seeing what you were describing. It was like watching a movie, reading a legend, a fairy tale, like the one Klaus sometimes read to me in bed. And that's only a few paragraphs!" She called out, her voice still slightly trembling with emotion.

Aemond couldn't help but smile at her words, which so wonderfully caressed his ego. He stroked her cheek gently, listening to her words, insatiable. “I would like to find out what happened to them later. With Emanor and Leana. Get to know their further history." She finally said quietly, ashamed.

Aemond looked at her in surprise, then smiled warmly. He pulled her to him and they kissed greedily, her lips never felt so hot and thirsty. He could feel both their hearts pounding. Though five minutes ago, standing on the balcony, he'd cursed himself for even letting her read it, now he felt like this day couldn't be any better. And yet that was just the beginning.

He pulled away from her, pressing his forehead against hers. They stared at each other for a moment, occasionally leaning in closer, placing light kisses on each other's lips. Her nearness soothed him like nothing else.

“I had no plans to continue their story. But who knows." He said cheekily and she smiled shyly and hugged him tightly against his chest, inhaling his scent. Aemond put his free hand around her, his cigarette long since burned out. He kissed her hair and inhaled the scent of her herbal shampoo. She did not change him for years, she knew that he was addicted to him and he associated only with her. Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"I have something for you too." She said softly and looked at him uncertainly. Aemond felt his heart beat faster. Curiosity consumed him, but he didn't want to show it. Y/N grabbed his hand and led him back to their room. She knelt by her suitcase and told him to turn around for a moment. Aemond sighed softly, but dutifully did as she asked.

"You can turn around." She said happily.

Aemond turned and froze, staring incredulously. Y/N was holding a fabric the size of a small rug that looked like a medieval embroidered wall tapestry. In a frame filled with ornaments, against a background of flowers and grass, ran an embroidered figure of Vhagar. Aemond didn't know what to say.

“Unfortunately, it wasn't until the third try that I was able to embroider it properly. I did it at work when I had nothing to do, I looked like an old aunt surrounded by threads and needles. I once saw Lizzy embroider and asked her to show me how to do it.” She explained, clearly proud of her work. “This is in addition to important information. I asked your parents to bring Vhagar to us. She is old, she has little life left. You said you didn't want her to get tired when you weren't home, but now I live there too, so I can take her for walks and play with her." She said, clearly proud of her idea.

Aemond stared at her, feeling like his heart was about to burst with excitement. She really moved him. He knew she saw it on his face as her gaze changed to a more tender and comforting one. He swallowed hard as he approached her work.

"Is beautiful. Just like you." He said sincerely, taking the fabric in his hands. It really looked like someone had taken it out of someone's chamber in the castle. Only now did he understand why her fingers were so red and sore when she came home. He often kissed them when he saw them making her uncomfortable. But she told him it was from typing in laptop and writing all the time.

The thought that she had been working all these months to make him happy that one day filled him with an indescribable wave of emotion. If he could, he would take her now, he would fuck her, whispering in her ear how much he loved her, how he needed her and how he wanted to give her everything she wanted.

But he knew the concert was about to start, and she didn't even know about it. He thought they had the whole night ahead of them and would try to hold on. There was still a VIP area, just in case, if they couldn't stand the tension. He smiled at the thought and kissed her forehead.

"It's time for me to tell you why we're here." He said calmly and she jumped with excitement. She looked at him curiously as she saw him go to his suitcase, this time he was looking for something in it. After a moment, he took out one of the T-shirts and unfolded it, facing her. She squealed with happiness when she saw the Rammstein logo on it.

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Aemond wasn't sure he'd ever seen Y/N so euphoric. At least in the euphoria that had lasted so long. He had to admit he had a great day too. He warned the staff not to call him, so no one bothered him. Before leaving, they changed into their band's shirts and headed to the stadium on foot.

VIP tickets allowed them to skip the long lines to get in, they could immediately go inside and look for their room. When they got to the right door, they opened it and looked inside. The VIP areas were small, separated by walls, so that apart from the balconies, you couldn't see what was going on in the next room.

The balconies overlooked the stage, the audience in the distance, but everything was perfectly visible. In the center of the small room were three large sofas and a table, on the side was a small sideboard with snacks, drinks and alcohols. Aemond knew there was an extra charge for all this, but he didn't care. It was their anniversary, and he wasn't going to regret anything.

Y/N immediately ran to the balcony, looking around. She managed to shake hands with the neighbors and talk to them, they started talking excitedly about where they came from and what songs they were waiting for.

Aemond had always been amazed by her ability to connect with anyone with indescribable ease. In addition, she was able to talk to strangers so that they weren't talking about anything. Aemond sometimes felt a hint of jealousy when he saw how easily she won the sympathy and attention of men.

Aemond walked over to the bar, reaching for the whiskey and pouring himself a little. Seeing Y/N approaching him, he turned to her.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Y/N nodded eagerly, her eyes shining, her face never leaving a smile. Aemond pulled her suddenly, wrapping an arm around her waist and kissed her passionately. She gasped in surprise and immediately returned the gesture, snuggling into him contentedly. He pulled away from her and kissed her forehead, starting to make her a drink. He knew he liked a mix of orange juice, mango and vodka.

"Who have you met?" He asked amused, Y/N leaning her cheek against his shoulder, watching his gestures.

“A group of friends drove 12 hours to this concert. They said that they had been to their concert in another country before and that it was an amazing spectacle. I can't believe we're here!" She said overjoyed and snuggled into his arm more. Aemond smiled and handed her a drink, which she drank immediately.

"I never thought I'd go to a Rammstein concert with any woman, much less with Klaus' little sister."

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As their neighbors said, the concert was an amazing spectacle full of fire, special effects and strong, piercing music. The lights and scenery changed with each song. The crowd in front of the stage literally went crazy with the impression.

Y/N tought at some moments that she was in some macabre theater, not at a music concert. Nevertheless, she was delighted, and from what she saw, even though he showed little, Aemond also couldn't take his eyes off what was going on.

After the first forty minutes of the concert, they were already drunk and the best songs were yet to come. It wasn't much danceable music, but on "Ich Will" Y/N completely drifted off, pretending to say words she didn't even understand and spinning around to the tune, raising her hands in various gestures and closing her eyes.

Aemond had to admit, watching her from the sidelines, that she had an astonishing sense of rhythm, and while that wasn't what she had intended when she got into it, there was something sensual about her movements. His drunken body involuntarily responded to this with a frustrating tightness in his pants.

He breathed a sigh of relief when, after the song, it was announced that there would be a fifteen-minute break for the band, during which you could go to the toilet, drink something and eat something.

Y/N said she had to go to the restroom, but Aemond stopped her by grabbing her hips and carrying her from the balcony into the room, literally throwing her onto the couch. She saw him undo his belt. She took a deep breath, all red with alcohol and sudden excitement, not believing her eyes.

"Aemond, here?" She asked quietly.

"Yes, here." He said low and dark, he couldn't hold back any longer, he needed it since this morning, since he'd shown her his letter. As he dealt with his pants, he started to unzip hers and pulled them off her along with her panties. She moaned softly, breathing raggedly, her eyes blurred, her whole body shivering.

Aemond slipped off his boxers and bent over her, no time for any other affection. Y/N automatically spread her legs, his cock brushing against her moist entrance.

"May I?" He asked, his voice trembling slightly, their faces millimeters apart.

Y/N swallowed softly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Yes."

Aemond entered her at once, and she pursed her lips, tilting her head back, trying to keep from making any loud sound. They both began to pant, he moved steadily inside her, trying to be gentle, but she was so tight and hot, he was dizzy from the alcohol.

"Oh fuck, yes" He moaned low in delight, he needed it. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed himself against her so that their bodies were in a tender embrace. He wanted her to know that he did it out of love.

Because of this feeling, he couldn't control himself anymore. He moved in and out of her in a steady rhythm, both breathing heavily and kissing tenderly, her hands found his buttocks and closed over them.

"My beloved Emanor" She whispered softly into his mouth, and a strong shudder went through his body, he drew in a breath and looked at her in shock.

"My beautiful Leana" He responded with pain and thrust deeper into her, they both moaned loudly, forgetting where they were as they kissed passionately, her hips greedily responding to his every thrust. He pushed her hard, hitting each time the point that gave her pleasure, filled her completely, and she gave herself to him, wanting only fulfillment.

"My beautiful nymph" He whispered, looking at her face, entering her brutally, he felt that both of them were already on the edge and needed it.

"Oh god, Aemond, yes" She moaned, her head tipped back, he felt her insides tighten on him because of her orgasm. The sound of his name and what she had said earlier had him just pressing his face against her cheek, panting heavily, he came inside her, moaning in relief, finally feeling fulfilled and relaxed.

He moved steadily inside her for a moment, then stopped, the two of them hugging each other tightly as if they were afraid one of them would disappear.

Y/N, as she always did when they got close, started stroking his hair. They both lay there for a while, trying to calm down. He shivered as he heard her softly sing.

Let me be your wings Let me be your only love Let me take you far beyond the stars.

Let me be your wings Let me lift you high above Everything we're dreaming of will soon be ours.

Anything that you desire Anything at all. Everyday I'll take you higher And I'll never let you fall.

His throat tightened, and he tried his best not to cry. He knew it was the song from Thumbelina, because Helaena had watched it sometimes when they were little. He couldn't get any words out. He hugged her tightly, almost crushing her. If they were anywhere else, he would wanted just to fall asleep in her arms.

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