#doreah

[thetorturedlover]

Doreah

[soncee]

Dany's handmaidsssss. Had a lot of fun designing these. I promise i will try to be more active

[daensaism]

Female Characters in POV Character’s Lives Part One -> Daenerys

[fantasydreamland]

Lonely Nights

khaleesi x fem reader

Summary: You were her handmaiden in Pentos. You followed her and the khalasar when she married Khal Drogo. You have been by her side through all the heartbreak after he died. You all continue your travels and one lonely night Daenerys invites you to her tent for comfort.

Notes: 18+ ONLY!!!! soft khaleesi, wlw, inspired by that doreah scene, smutttt, dry humping, fingering, oral (f&f), fluff fluff fluff, slight angst, some spoilers.

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“You called for me Khaleesi?” You say as you enter her tent late at night.

“(y/n), yes… I just cannot find sleep. Truthfully it has been difficult sleeping alone.” She says sadly, “An odd request to ask of you but- would you just lay with me?”

“Uh, yes, of course, Khaleesi.” You say a bit timid.

She moves to make room for you as you climb into her bed and lay beside her. She sighs, stuck in thought.

“If you want to talk with me Khaleesi, you know I am here to listen.” You gently say.

“I don’t know. I have just been feeling so dreadful after everything that has happened.” She confesses. “My nights have been restless.”

“Of course Khaleesi. You have been through so much of late. It is no wonder your mind won’t silence.” You say as you both slightly turn to face eachother.

“It has felt rather lonely…” she sighs. “You are truly the only person I feel I can trust (y/n)”

“I am glad to be the one who you can depend on.” You give a soft smile.

She smiles at your words and gazes into your eyes creating unknown tension between you. Her beauty was even more breathtaking up close like this.

You clear your throat to break the tension.

“Hmm,” she smiles turning her face. “I suppose I should try and get some rest.”

“Of course, Khaleesi. I will be right here.” You give a soft smile.

You both drift off to sleep until she gasps waking from a nightmare. You jolt awake.

“Are you alright Khaleesi?” you ask, concern in your voice.

“Yes. Yes. I-I’m fine.” She pants. “Just another dream.”

She turns to you and her startled face softens.

“It is nice to see your face when I wake though.” She lightly brushes hair from your face. “Thank you for staying with me.”

“Of course, Khaleesi.” You almost whisper, lightly touching her arm.

She lightly touches your arm in response, giving you a grateful look. This leads to delicate appreciative touches on eachothers arms, hair, cheeks. The electricity between you becoming more intense. She holds your cheek for a moment, her soft doe eyes looking longingly into yours. You feel your heart stop. You watch her quickly glance to your lips and back to your eyes. You do the same, your stare lingering on her lips for a longer moment before meeting her gaze again.

She slightly shuffles closer to you, and you do the same, her hand still on your cheek and your eyes never parting. You both continue to slowly move closer to eachother until you’re merely a breath away.

Her eyes continue to gaze into yours, with a more heated look. The moment is unbearably slow as you inch your faces closer until you connect with the lightest kiss, lips barely touching. After parting you both look at eachother, eyes full of lust and excitement, before meeting your lips again. You moan as your tongues gently dance together, it slowly builds into a deeper more passionate kiss. She pulls your body closer against her and you move to straddle her, lips never parting. Her breath hitches as you begin to grind against her, she grabs your hips to aid your movements.

Your lips part as you sit up, rhythmically moving your body on her creating friction of pleasure. The new position adding more pressure. You both breathe heavily as you now move back and forth faster, harder, her fingers digging into your hips and yours into her legs behind you. She gazes up at you admiring all of your beautiful features. You do the same admiring her golden beauty below you.

As your heavy breaths turn into whimpers and moans her hands wander slowly up and down your body. You both let out a long final moan as fireworks explode within your bodies. The whole khalasar able to hear but neither of you could find care in that moment.

With heavy breaths your lustful eyes meet once again. You both break into a small smile and giggle until her eyes turn heated once more. You gasp as she quickly grabs you and flips you over, laying on top of you. You moan as she boldly kisses your lips hard before moving down your neck and chest. She moves below your shirt and kisses down your stomach as her hands push up your skirts. Without hesitation she moves her mouth onto your core drawing a loud whimper from your throat. Your hands nestle into her golden hair as her tongue expertly licks your bundle of nerves. She slowly slips in her fingers causing a long groan from you. She moans against you at the way you tighten around her. Her tongue hits the perfect rhythm as her fingers move slowly in and out of you. You pant and moan as you begin to reach your second peak, grinding against her face. Her fingers suddenly speed up causing wave after wave of pleasure to hit you. You cry out her name before letting out a final heavy breath.

She gives a shy smirk as she moves back up and lands her lips on yours, tasting yourself on her tongue. You quickly push up her skirts and she yelps as you pull her onto your face. Before you’ve really even begun she already cries out, quickly hitting her own second peak as she rides out the wave of it against your mouth. She looks down at you with heavy eyes before plopping down on the bed beside you.

You lay face to face and give bashful smirks and giggles. She looks at you like she wants to speak but doesn’t know what to say.

“Goodnight Khaleesi.” You smile and brush her hair from her face.

“Goodnight (y/n).” She blushes and gives a soft smiles back.

You watch her quickly drift off to sleep before you follow right after. Khaleesi had the first peaceful sleep in a long time. No longer awakening to nightmares, but waking up to the relief of seeing your lovely face laying beside her.

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[beetlebaes]

the girlies taking a pic 🤗

[agentrouka-blog]

yeah i don't think people are in the wrong when they call daenerys a sex slave i get why. what does bother me is the lack of acknowledgement with regards to doreah.

doreah was trafficked before illyrio took her. her purpose? to teach daenerys the "art of lovemaking" yuck. viserys smiles and tells daenerys that doreah is "very good". viserys bedded her when he was illyrio guest. can y'all not understand the implications??

doreah, irri, and jhiqui are just as much as victims as daenerys was.

I can't quite agree.

Dany was never a slave. She is oppressed, abused, objectified in a deeply patriarchical setting, a pawn of her brother's political goals and a child forced into marriage.

But she is not a slave. Her legal status is very different, her circumstances and privileges are very different.

She has her own slaves.

Irri, Jhiqui and Doreah, whose circumstances you compare to hers, are her slaves. They are victims in ways that Daenerys is not. They are not "just as much" victims, they are more so. No one gave them priceless dragon eggs. They were the wedding gift. They have no way of exercising power. They have no protection from being continually abused by men in the khalasar. They do not command, their comfort has no priority. They obey. They could be sold at any moment.

It's very different.

[artist-ellen]

The Three Handmaidens

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[sanikori]

Her brother Viserys gifted her with three handmaids. Dany knew they had cost him nothing; Illyrio no doubt had provided the girls. Irri and Jhiqui were copper-skinned Dothraki with black hair and almond-shaped eyes. Doreah a fair-haired, blue-eyed Lyseni girl. “These are no common servants, sweet sister,” her brother told her as they were brought forward one by one. “Illyrio and I selected them personally for you." “Irri will teach you riding, Jhiqui the Dothraki tongue and Doreah will instruct you in the womanly acts of love.” He smiled thinly. “She’s very good, Illyrio and I can both swear to that.” - Daenerys II, AGOT

[thaliajoy-blog]

I did them ✌️

Dany & her Dothraki handmaiden (Irri : blue, Jhiqui : pink)

...plus those who didn't make it out of the grasslands (Doreah, Viserys and Eroeh)

[georgescitadel]

Fan: Is there a reason as to why Silver died in the show?

George: That surprised me too when I saw it because Silver is definitely not dead in the books. In fact, I was just writing a scene of The Battle of Meereen which opens The Winds Of Winter where Dany is gone from the city so Ser Barristan rides Silver into battle to conjure her up… I guess they just wanted to show how dangerous the crossing of the red waste is. On the other hand, although they killed the horse, they kept the handmaid alive. You may recall that in the book one of Dany's handmaids dies of thirst and sickness and dehydration while crossing the red waste…

- George R.R. Martin, El Corte Inglés

[allovesthings]

Me, when I think too much of the fates of SmallJon Umber and Doreah in the show:

They died loyal and fucking D&D made them traitors for some reason.

[fandomsbyladymelodrama]

That said, take two seemed to work (*grumble* after 15 more minutes of my life that I'll never get back *grumble grumble*) @salzrand annnnnd we're back on the road again <3

[heelhozier]

very sketchy dany and doreah

[fantasydreamland]

Khalessi & Doreah

Game of Thrones

[beetlebaes]

doreah! i have such a bad habit of using white backgrounds man it’s just too easy 💔💔

[agentrouka-blog]

About Dany and her handmaids, remember back in Agot when she only invited Doreah to eat with her ? I always thought it was bc she was older and had more to teach her especially about sex (ugh) but I'm starting to wonder if Doreah being a lyseni ( who are famously descended from Valyrians) has more to do with it.

Dany does not usually eat with her handmaidens at this point in time, and she tells Doreah to stay and eat for a specific purpose. It's not girl talk. It's service.

"A trader from Qarth once told me that dragons came from the moon," blond Doreah said as she warmed a towel over the fire. Jhiqui and Irri were of an age with Dany, Dothraki girls taken as slaves when Drogo destroyed their father's khalasar. Doreah was older, almost twenty. Magister Illyrio had found her in a pleasure house in Lys.[...] Her supper was a simple meal of fruit and cheese and fry bread, with a jug of honeyed wine to wash it down. "Doreah, stay and eat with me," Dany commanded when she sent her other handmaids away. The Lysene girl had hair the color of honey, and eyes like the summer sky. She lowered those eyes when they were alone. "You honor me, Khaleesi," she said, but it was no honor, only service. Long after the moon had risen, they sat together, talking. That night, when Khal Drogo came, Dany was waiting for him. [...] There is no privacy in the heart of the khalasar. Dany felt the eyes on her as she undressed him, heard the soft voices as she did the things that Doreah had told her to do. It was nothing to her. Was she not khaleesi?  (AGOT, Daenerys III)

Dany didn't invite only Doreah to stay for dinner because of racist prejudice against Irri and Jhiqui (if that is what you were implying). We can give her that much credit.

She made her stay to get what Viserys provided her for.

Her brother Viserys gifted her with three handmaids. Dany knew they had cost him nothing; Illyrio no doubt had provided the girls. Irri and Jhiqui were copper-skinned Dothraki with black hair and almond-shaped eyes, Doreah a fair-haired, blue-eyed Lysene girl. "These are no common servants, sweet sister," her brother told her as they were brought forward one by one. "Illyrio and I selected them personally for you. Irri will teach you riding, Jhiqui the Dothraki tongue, and Doreah will instruct you in the womanly arts of love." He smiled thinly. "She's very good, Illyrio and I can both swear to that." (AGOT, Daenerys II)

While Dany does tend to be attracted to Valyrian features, which Doreah as a Lyseni resembles, and she makes note of the way Doreah is and looks different from her Dothraki slaves, her focus is absolutely on what Doreah, as a slave educated to work in a Lyseni "pleasure house", i.e. very fancy brothel, can teach her about sex on a practical level. In order to change the dynamic of her relationship with Drogo.

You could argue that Dany also finds her non-Dothraki perspective (as exemplified by the dragon egg myth) easier to relate to than that of Irri and Jhiqui, who are her age and whose backstory vaguely mirrors hers as daughters of a defeated khal, but who feel at home in the Dothraki world. Since Dany wants to change her status quo, she is looking for something else.

That's not saying that Dany doesn't have a firmly internalized Valyrian supremacy mindset. Blood of the dragon, and all that. Targaryens can't get sick. His eyes looked almost purple.

But I don't think we need to look for it in this specific example.