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aemondapologistfrfr · 3 days ago

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I See You As You Are - Pt5

aemond x f!reader

Series Masterlist

Summary: You and Aemond settle into married life and it’s as if nothing changed besides the fact that you both get to share chambers. Between gifts, conversations, and full moon wishes you both fall more in love.

Warnings: 18+ t e a s i n g, fingering, bondage, p in v, breeding kink confirmed, on a serious note he finally discusses driftmark w reader so mention of mutilation

Authors Note: what the fuck - anon whoever u are let me kiss u just once for planting this into my brain ily ily ily ily ily and thank u for letting me hijack it i love you and aemond so much

Word Count: 8.1k lets pretend this is chill and relaxed 🙂

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The past week has consisted of all of your belongings slowly being moved into Aemonds chambers. You were nervous his softness would disappear now that you are wed but it’s only increased and you realized it was foolish to have that thought in the first place. Your early garden walks are no comparison to walking up to Aemond holding you tightly against him and whispering soft words of adoration.

“Good morning, my beautiful wife.” he hums when he sees your eyes start to open. You yawn and curl into him not ready to begin the day just yet. “What would you like to do today?” he brushes your hair out of your face.

“I believe your dagger is ready.” you mumble pressing your lips to his chest.

“My dagger?” he furrows his brows.

“The one I had commissioned for you.” you look up at him.

“I told you that you needn’t do that.” he sighs, running his fingers down your back.

“I didn’t need to but I wanted to.” you hum. “Will you escort me to the blacksmith?” you start to stretch out.

“I suppose I could do that for something in return.” you squeeze your hand into his side at his words.

“First you don’t want the dagger and now you want it and something more?” you look at him with a raised brow.

“I never said I didn’t want the dagger. I said you shouldn’t trouble yourself with getting me gifts.” he purses his lips before pulling you up to them to kiss you.

“And what is it that you would like?” you throw your legs over his hip to straddle him.

“Mm, I don’t know yet.” his hands rest on your hips. “Might I have the day to come up with something?” you press your lips to his once more before getting off the bed.

“I suppose.” you toss over your shoulder. “Help me dress?” you go to turn to him but his hands are once again placed on your waist.

“I wish to keep you in our chambers naked and filled.” he whispers, pressing his lips to your neck.

“Then who will go to the smithy’s to get your dagger?” you bite your lip, swallowing back your moan.

“I will.” he sucks softly on your neck, relishing in your soft noises.

“What if I want to remain by your side today?” a gasp falls from your lips when his teeth graze your heated skin.

“You won’t even know I’m gone if I fuck you into the mattress hard enough.” he smiles when he hears your soft moan. “You’d be fast asleep with my seed slowly leaking out of you.” you grab onto his arm as he engulfs one of your breasts.

“The way you speak is- Aemond,” you claw into his arm as he brings his other hand between your thighs.

“The way I speak is what?” he chuckles, sliding his fingers down the sides of your slit.

“Filthy,” you pant as he continues to tease you, avoiding where you want him the most. “Just touch me, please,” you whine.

“I am touching you.” he whispers in your ear.

“I want more.” he smiles against your skin at the small whimper.

“Tell me what you want.” he slides his finger through your center. “Why are you so wet?” he continues to slowly slide his finger up your slit.

“Because I want you to touch me more.” you whine.

“Where do you want me to touch you?” he rolls your nipple, feeling your legs start to shake around his hand.

“Like this but more.” your nails dig into his arms.

“I could do this all day.” he nods into your neck as he continues with his teasing touches. “Play with your slick cunny while you shake in my arms. Do you think you’d come if I just kept up like this?” he listens to your soft gasps.

“Yes,” you nod. “Please, just a little faster.” your hips jerk into his hand.

“No, no. Just like this.” he chuckles at your whine.

“But Aem-“ he pinches your nipple pulling a cry from you.

“Shh, just like this.” you lean back against him as your legs continue to shake. “Would you like me to bring you back to bed and fuck you into your pillow?” you let out a soft plea at his words. “Stuff you with my seed again to make sure it takes? Your cunny is begging for it so badly it’s weeping all over my fingers.”

“Please,” you gasp, rocking your hips.

“Please, what?” he sucks softly on your neck.

“Fill me.” his teeth graze against you. “Please. I wish to carry our child. Please, Aemond,” you almost sob when he removes his hands. He’s pulling you over to the bed and soon you’re falling on your pillows. He presses himself against your back and presses his lips to your shoulder.

“Remember you can always tell me if it’s too much.” he whispers, bringing your hands to your pillow and you turn your head to the side.

“Please, I need you,” your voice pleading. Your head rests against the pillow when his fingers dig into your hips and raise them. “Thank you,” he groans at your soft words as he coats his cock with your wetness.

“You are so very welcome.” he presses into you in one motion, watching you dig into the pillow.

“Yes,” you whine and he watches your body tremble before he feels you fall apart around him.

“Mm, you’re sensitive this morning.” he smiles, running a hand up your back. He starts a quick pace and is graced with your small gasps as you hold onto the pillow. You turn your head and bite into the pillow and he chuckles. “No, I want to hear you.” he leans over you and turns your head back. He starts to push into you once more, regaining his fast rhythm.

“Mm, I’m-I, Aemond,” you try to look at him but your eyes keep shutting. “Please,” you feel your pleasure build quickly as you’re surrounded by him. “Yes,” you arch your back more and gasp when his palm lands on your ass. “Again.” you dig your nails into the pillow when he lands his hand on your ass once more.

“Always begging for more.” he chuckles lowly, digging his fingers into your flesh as your continued pleas greet his ears. “Your cunny is begging just as desperately for my seed.” he whispers, starting to snap his hips into you faster.

The only sounds around your shared chambers are your noises and the sound of skin on skin.Your pleas become louder and louder until your pleasure crashes into you. His hips falter feeling you pulse around him before he continues at his pace listening to your soft noises. You mumble slurred pleas beneath him while you continue to flutter around him. With one last thrust he pours his seed into you pressing his forehead to your shoulder.

“Are you okay?” he pants.

“Yes,” the word barely a breath.

“Is there anything you would like?” he presses his lips to your back.

“Tea.” he watches you nod with shut eyes.

“I’ll be back.” you nod once and he sits back to watch as he pulls out. “Perfect.” he watches his seed slowly leak from you.

He makes the tea for you as quickly as he’s able and by the time he’s back to you, you’re asleep. He sets the cup on the side table and pulls the sheets over you. He watches you for a moment soundly asleep in his bed before he begins to dress. He stops at the table to write you a letter and leave it by the tea should you wake before he returns.

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When you open your eyes once more you feel the stickiness between your thighs and bury your head deeper into the bed with a small smile. You��ve never felt so improper but so satisfied. You press into the pillow more before shifting your hips, sighing. You look at the side table and find a cup of tea and a rolled parchment. You sit up wondering if he’s truly written you a letter.

Wife,

I had hoped to return before you could find this but I suppose now you can have a letter of your own.

I’m going to the Blacksmith as you requested and I have to stop and pick up one more thing - then I will return.

I wish I could articulate better through letters as you - it’s why I’ve always kept them.

My wish for the moon: I wish to return before you wake so you don’t read this.

You sit in bed with a smile on your face imagining him sitting at the table and writing this. You pull the drawer on the side table to place the letter and a grin spreads across your face. The one place you didn’t think to look. You’ve been searching all over his chambers for your letters and you never expected them to be next to his bed. You pull them out and sift through them feeling a blush creep up your neck. You hear the door open and quickly start putting the letters back as you keep glancing at the steps. Aemond reaches the landing and watches as you try to shove the parchments in the drawer. He sets things on the table before walking over to you.

“Handle those with care.” he chuckles. “They were in there neatly and in sequential order.” he opens the drawer more and starts to organize them.

“I wanted to place the one you gave me in there.” you watch his neck flush.

“I had hoped I would return before you could read it.” he places the neat pile into the drawer and plucks his from your fingers and starts a new pile with it.

“Let me see the dagger. I wish to make sure they did a fine job.” he watches you purse your lips and look across his belt. “Was it not ready? My Gods I’ll go down there myself.” he watches you throw the sheets off and start to rise with a furrowed brow.

“Relax.” he pulls you back to him. “It’s on the table. I haven’t taken it out yet so you might open your gifts at the same time as I.” he chews his lip watching your eyes look up to him.

“My gifts?” you narrow your eyes.

“Let me get you a robe so we can go to the table.” he watches you smile.

“Why do I need a robe? We’re alone.” he lifts you from the bed and starts toward the wardrobe.

“Because if you don’t cover up the only gift you’re getting today is my cock filling your cunny.” he’s satisfied with the flush blossoming across your chest.

“Can I just have that as an extra gift then?” his eye darkens as he sets you down. You blink up at him as he wraps a robe around you. “Please?” you whisper and his lips are on you the next second.

“Let us both open our gifts.” he pulls back. “And I must get you food and a bath at least. Maybe even go to the library or gardens. You’ve been in our chambers for the past week.” he softly chuckles at your pout.

As he leads you to the table he thinks back to when he thought that you would feel like a prisoner, yet here you are willingly hiding in the sheets begging to repeatedly be filled. He watches the robe flow behind you and he can’t help but admire you as you perch on a chair around the table.

“I’m terrified of how much I love you.” he watches a small smile spread across your face.

“Might you teach me the language?” you tilt your head.

“It’ll take time, it’s difficult.” he hums and takes a seat across from you.

“I don’t foresee myself being busy with anything besides loving you and bearing our children.” you nod and his heart skips and he nods at you once.

“Open yours first.” he pushes the wrapped box to you.

You undo the wrapping and steal glances at him when you start to open the lid. A small sound comes from you as you pull the first book out. It’s beautifully bound in a white leather with gold lettering. The second book is as equally as stunning and you begin to flip through the pages looking at the fresh black ink unread by others eyes besides the person who wrote them. He watches you place the books side by side and slowly look up to him with glossy eyes.

“How did you know?” your lip wobbles.

“You’re not the only one who can ask the maesters what someone’s favorite book is. He told me these were the ones you requested when you first got here. I had quite the company working on these just for you.” his words get softer. “I hope they’re to your liking.” he watches your face crumble as tears start to pour over the edge. “I’m sorry. Do you not like them? What can I do?” he’s on his feet and walking over to you in seconds.

“They are so very perfect.” you look up at him. “Just like you.” you rise and pull him into a hug. “You didn’t have to do this.” you squeeze your arms around him tighter.

“You are worth it and you certainly deserve it.” he presses his lips to the top of your head. “And if you’re going to shower me in gifts, know that I will answer that with a storm of gifts for you.”

“You haven't even opened your first gift yet.” you pull back and pout. He chuckles and pulls you back to his chair with him. You stand next to him and push the bag closer to him.

“I still don't think you should have gotten me anything.” he hums, looking at the bag.

“Aemond.” you whine. “Please,” you whisper. You slowly smile as he opens the bag and when he starts to pull it out by the hilt you gasp at how it came out.

Aemond holds the dagger in both of his hands as his eye studies every inch of it. It has the right weight and balance to it and the details you had them put into the leather hilt is.. exquisite.. something he doesn’t deserve. He runs his finger down the length of the blade before flipping it and offering that side the same careful eye. He looks up at you and sees you chewing your lip.

“Is it to your liking? I had told them what I wanted and that it was for you. I don’t know much about blades or how to have them made but I could go to a different blacksmith or..” he watches and listens as you ramble on and he’s at a loss for words. He sets the dagger back on the table and rises to pull you into his embrace.

“I like it very much. It’s beautiful and well made.” he smooths your hair. “I will wear it in place of my other.” you look up at him with furrowed brows.

“You don’t have to replace it. I know you like that one dearly.” he sighs at your soft expression.

“I do like that one dearly, but I love this one. I’ll have you with me everywhere I go now. Thank you.” he pulls you back against him.

“Thank you for my books.” you mumble into his chest.

“Those were only the beginning.” he chuckles, squeezing you tighter.

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The past week and some odd days have been pure bliss. Aemond wakes you in the early morning to ‘help you get more rest’ before he goes to train and leaves you in bed fast asleep. Surprisingly you wake before he returns and you rise and begin to ready for the day. You sit at the table in your shared chambers to quickly write out a letter for Aemond before you make your way to the library.

Husband,

I went to the library to show everyone you don’t keep me tied to the bed - which I don’t think I’d quite mind.

I’ll be in my section on the second floor if you would like to come visit me after your meeting - I’m never opposed to your company.

Also tonight is the full moon - our second together.

My first wish for the moon: I wish for me and Aemond to look upon the moon while the Keep and city sleeps.

My second wish for the moon: I wish for me and Aemond to look upon the moon with Vhagar in hopes that she’ll make a wish of her own - and so that we might have more privacy from curious eyes in the garden.

I love you - I’m counting down the moments until I’m graced with your presence.

You smile at your words and delicately roll up the parchment and display it on the table where he’ll see it. You smooth your skirts and make your way down the steps. You click the doors shut and begin to make your way to the library to hopefully get lost in a book until Aemond comes to you.

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Aemond reads over your parchment twice before shaking his head with a smile. Of course only you could ask him to tie you to his bed and then ask to wish upon the full moon with him and think nothing of it. He knows you didn’t mean it but Gods it has his mind racing and pulling open your wardrobe to find miscellaneous ribbon. He walks back to the bed with a piece of green silk and threads it through the center of the headboard.

He shakes his head to clear the thoughts of you tied and squirming in bed. He walks back to the table and reads over your letter once more before walking to the side table to place it on top of the pile. He walks to the other side of your shared chambers and softly pushes open the door to the tunnels and pulls out a box. He’s been waiting to give you this gift and tonight is the perfect opportunity. He sets the box on the table before making his way down the stairs to go find you in the library.

When he walks into the library he lets his eye close, taking in the calming space. He nods at the maester before walking up the stairs and quietly making it to your section. He finds you curled up near the window being bathed in sunlight as you hold your book closely. He takes a seat across from you and he watches you glance up once and look back to your book before your eyes snap back up to his.

“Finish your chapter.” he nods at you and begins to make himself a cup of tea. He glances at you while you chew your lip as you read. He takes his seat once more and watches you shake your head before closing the book. “How is your book?” he watches you purse your lips.

“Frustrating.” you huff. He listens to you talk about your book as he sips his tea and nods. You’re so lively and passionate and he leans back to admire you. “Don’t look at me like that, we’re in the library.” you whisper.

“Like what?” he tilts his head with a smirk.

“You know.” he watches your cheeks flush.

“I have a gift for you in our chambers. Maybe two but I think the other one counts for me but it was in your letter.” he watches you chew your cheek in confusion.

“What do you mean?” you tilt your head.

“You’ll see later.” he hums. “I thought we could read our book while we’re here.” you nod at him and he starts to stand. “Shall I go get it or do you want to come to my section?” he walks over to you and brushes his knuckles on your cheek.

“I’ll come to yours.” you lean into his hand. “I could use a change of scenery.” he helps you stand before escorting you down to his small section.

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The entire walk back up to your shared chambers after supper you have been peppering Aemond with questions about what he could have possibly gotten you. He shakes his head and softly hums while keeping you both moving through the halls.

“I’ve actually had these made for you for some time.” he opens the doors as ushers you inside.

“Since before we were wed?” you turn back to him as you start up the stairs.

“Yes.” he whispers and you smile watching his cheeks flush. “Up the stairs.” he turns you around.

You walk straight to the table and take a seat in front of the box. You turn and watch as he walks over to you slowly and you start to pout. You groan holding your hand out for him and he slows his pace even more with a smile on his face.

“Aemond,” you whine, stretching your hand out further. “Thank you,” you smile up at him when he finally reaches you and offers you his hand.

“Go on.” he nods at the box.

When your hand leaves his he brings his hand to the back of your neck to softly rub against the smooth skin. You lean into his touch for a moment before starting to open the box. You pull out a dark pair of trousers and a matching jerkin. You admire the detail and craftsmanship before turning and looking up at Aemond slightly confused.

“Do you not like me in dresses and gowns?” you tilt your head.

“My Gods I love you in dresses and gowns.” his hand trails to your jaw before softly caressing your cheek. “These are for flying. If you wanted to fly with me and Vhagar.” you gasp.

“Can I? She’ll let me? You’ll let me? Oh Gods, Aemond,” you jump up and turn to him with a grin. “Can I really?” he chuckles as you grab onto the front of his jerkin.

“Yes.” he nods with a smile as you wrap your arms around him. “I thought we could fly under the full moon. Vhagar can take us to find true privacy while the three of us wish upon the moon.” he presses his lips to the top of your head.

“Can we go now? Please, please,” you lean back and look up at him. “Please Aemond,” you gasp as his hands start to unlace your dress.

“I’m just helping you dress.” he chuckles when you look up at him with lidded eyes.

“Not even quick? You’ve only filled me once today.” he coughs at your words. “And that was this morning.” you pout as your laces are loosened.

“I don’t like to be quick with you.” he starts to pull your dress down. “I like you trembling and begging before I even think about filling you.” he inhales deeply as you step out of your dress.

“I’m begging for you now.” you push your bottom lip out.

“We have a full moon to wish upon.” he shakes his head softly and grabs your trousers from the table.

He helps you dress despite your pleas. It’s taking all of his restraint as you repeatedly ask to ‘be filled’ followed by your soft little whimpers. He grabs your jerkin and starts to fasten the buttons as you hold onto his arms whispering his name.

“My sweet little wife.” he grabs your chin and tilts it up to him.

“Yes?” you lick your lips.

“Once we return I will do anything you desire.” he nods slowly looking at your eyes.

“Might I just have one kiss to tide me over?” you reach up on your tiptoes. He presses his lips to yours quickly and then he’s pulling you towards the stairs.

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Aemond leads you through the gate and you curl into him as you see Vhagar start to stir. You look up at her bathed in the moonlight and shake your head. She’s utterly amazing and massive and honestly, terrifying. You cling onto Aemond as he leads you closer and you look up at him.

“I’m nervous.” you whisper and he looks down at you.

“Why?” he turns to you and brushes your hair back.

“How do you know she wants me to come with?” you chew your lip looking past him at Vhagar slowly blinking and stretching. “What if she doesn’t like me?” you scrunch your brows.

“Vhagar,” Aemond turns and you hide behind his back as her head raises. “Would you allow my wife the opportunity to look upon your face closer? Show her that you’re not as scary as you look.” you hear his tone become playful.

Vhagar chuffs and starts to lower her neck. “Come.” he reaches for your hand and you grip onto his tightly as he leads you closer to her head. “Put your hand out with mine.” you follow his motions and Vhagar drops her head even more.

“Slow and easy.” he feels you press into his side as Vhagar moves her head closer. She stops so the end of her snout is about five feet away from your outstretched hand. You can feel her breath fanning your hair back as Aemond starts to step you both closer.

“Does she like me?” you whisper, not taking your eyes off of Vhagar. “What if she hates me? Oh Gods what if she eats me Aemond?” he turns you to him with a small smile he’s trying so badly to hide. “No you’re laughing.”

“No, no, no,” he cups your face. “It’s just.. I think you should think of Vhagar like me. You know how you were scared of me at first but-

“I wasn’t scared, I was intimidated.” you purse your lips.

“Yes, of course.” he smiles, brushing his thumbs on your cheeks. “Vhagar is just intimidating but I promise she likes you. You know by our readings the riders and dragons bond is very close, similar to them sharing the same feelings and sentiments. I love you very much so in turn..” he watches you nod.

“She loves me very much?” you whisper and he nods. “That does seem fitting. An intimidating dragon with her intimidating rider.” you nod and offer him a smile. “Well if she loves me can you tell her that I love her?” he nods and turns towards Vhagar.

“My wife loves you very much. She wishes for us all to fly under the moon. I think after the first ride she may fall more in love with you than she is with me.” Vhagar blows her warm breath across his face. “Mm, she’s in the business of giving gifts so you may find yourself showered with cattle and goats, maybe even some new things to adorn your saddle.” Vhagar moves her head to look at you.

“That sounds more than just a simple ‘I love you.’ Aemond.” you come up behind him.

“I was telling her that you want her to come with us to wish upon the full moon.” he steps closer and feels you step with him. “And how I think you’ll love her so freely after your first ride.” he keeps stepping closer to Vhagar until his hand brushes against her neck. “And how you’ll shower her with gifts once you warm up to her.” he coaxes you out from behind his back and he watches your eyes widen taking in the close proximity.

“My Gods she’s truly amazing.” he watches with a smile as you reach out and place your hand next to his. “We might not be able to understand each other but I think you’re very beautiful and simply exquisite.” you nod, patting her neck.

“Would you like to go for a ride?” Aemond watches you turn to him and nod quickly. He leads you over to the rope ladder and helps you start your ascent. He helps you settle and takes a seat behind you as you grip onto his hand.

“We’re very high up.” you whisper looking over the side.

“Vhagar and I will die before we ever let you fall. You are safe. I promise.” he presses his lips to the side of your head. “I need you to be very brave and hold onto the saddle because I have to grab the reins.” his voice is soft and reassuring.

“Can I hold onto your arms or wrists or-

“You can grab back onto my hands.” he nods. “You're going to be safe. I promise.” he kisses the side of your head. “Are you ready?” he whispers into your ear.

“Yes.” your grip tightens.

“Fly, Vhagar.” he hears your small gasp and feels your nails dig into him as Vhagar starts to stand.

As Vhagar climbs you both into the skies you cling onto his hands tighter. The wind is blowing into your face so fiercely and you lean down closer to the saddle and Aemond moves with you. Once she begins to even out you slowly pull back from the saddle and your breath catches.

“Are you okay?” he leans more into you.

“I-“ you shake your head. “I’m speechless. This is just..” you’re at a loss.

“I’m going to have us land in the woods. It might feel scary when we’re landing but you’re safe.” he takes one of his hands and wraps it around your front. “You can squeeze my hands as hard as you need to.” you nod your head.

He brings his hand back to the rein and you wrap your fingers around his hand tightly. He watches your knuckles turn white as Vhagar starts towards the ground. When she lands in a clearing he helps you off and you turn to him once you’re on solid ground again. You pull him against you and hug him as tight as you're able.

“Are you okay?” his arms wrap around you.

“You both amaze me.” you mumble into his jerkin.

“Shall we wish upon the moon?” he pulls back to take in your red cheeks.

“I would love nothing more.” you nod. “Oh,” you tug on his jerkin. “Will you tell Vhagar to wish with us?” he smiles at your request.

“Of course.” he kisses your forehead and shares soft words with Vhagar and she looks at the moon before flattening out on the ground and closing her eyes.

“What do you think she wished for?” you whisper.

“Probably a nap or maybe cattle.” he watches you look at his dragon and then back to him.

“Then can we bring her cattle tomorrow?” he chuckles softly and nods to you.

“I suppose we could do that.” you smile up at him.

“Let’s make our wish.” you nod and turn and look up into the sky. For a couple moments there is silence and peace and the only sound is Vhagars breathing. You slowly open your eyes and turn to Aemond who still has his eye shut. You patiently wait and admire him and he slowly blinks his eye open.

“What did you wish for tonight?” he pulls you against him once more.

“There is no pressure, it’s simply just a wish but I would like to see you. But don’t feel inclined.” you shake your head. “I should’ve said something else I don’t wish to make you uncomfortable and-

“My wish for the moon was for you to still love me after I show you.” you search his face.

“Of course I will love you. I will always love you.” you blink up at him.

“Then I shall finish the story I couldn’t before.” he nods and pulls you over to a larger clearing. “Would you like to sit?” you nod and take a seat across from him and hold your hands out for his.

“Whenever you are ready. You can change your mind if you want. It’s never been my desire to make you do something you don’t want.” you nod at him and his thumbs brush against your hands.

“Vhagar’s last rider had recently fallen as I said. She was my cousin. We were at Driftmark for her funeral.” you watch him softly shake his head before he looks back to you. “Aegon was drunk and my mother had gone to bed. I went out and found her. I had truly thought she would swallow me whole.. I would’ve been content with that.” he shrugs, looking at your intertwined hands.

“The first time I sat in that saddle I felt so..” his face scrunches as he looks for the word. “Euphoric, so happy. I felt as if I finally belonged. That maybe they would stop bullying me. I had waited so long to have a dragon of my own and then Vhagar accepted me. She saw me and accepted me..” he shakes his head.

“She took us into the skies and I almost fell off.” his eye meets yours and he has a boyish smile on his face. “My Gods I thought I was truly going to die. I was holding onto her only by the reins.” he chuckles as you look at him with wide eyes. “That might’ve been the first time I felt truly happy.” he chews his cheek.

“We landed back at Driftmark and I was so confident. I had walked into the hall and my cousins and nephews had rounded the corner.” he swallows and shakes his head. “The younger of my two cousins had said Vhagar was hers to claim but..” he flares his nostrils. “Dragons are not property. They’re not something you own. No one has a right to dragons. If Vhagar didn’t want me to be her rider she would’ve burned me. I just..” he clenches his jaw.

“I said some things and called them names and then it turned into this verbal fight and then they had all just..” you scoot closer until your knees are touching. “They had all attacked me, all at once. I was alone, there was no one to help. Everyone was so angry and we were all yelling and then one of my nephews pulled out a knife. I had known there was animosity but.. Anyways I had picked up a rock.” he can’t bring himself to look at you.

“Someone threw sand in my face.” he shakes his head. “I don’t.. I’m sorry.” you watch as he closes his eye. “Luke ran at me with the dagger while I was blinded by the sand, I couldn’t see. The rock was already forgotten and on its way back to the ground but,” he exhales deeply. “He had sliced my face. Straight across my eye. It had all happened so quickly, it hurt so badly. I was just so scared.” he wants to look at you but he can’t bring himself to do it.

“The maesters stitched my face but there was nothing that could be done for my eye. That was the happiest day of my life and it was ruined. Overshadowed. Meaningless. For a fleeting moment, in hopes to console my mother who was in hysterics, I told her it was a fair exchange. An eye for a dragon but..” he shakes his head.

“There was no exchange to be had. Vhagar didn’t belong to anyone.” his eye snaps up to you at your soft words. He reaches up and wipes away your tears from your red cheeks. “You were just a boy.” your lip wobbles. “I’m sorry I’m crying.” you shake your head.

“I’ve shed enough tears over my eye. You needn’t shed more.” he pulls you into his lap and he relaxes as you curl against him and bury your head into his neck.

“I’m sorry.” he feels your tears on his neck.

“Shh,” he smooths your hair and pulls you closer. “I’m fine now, it’s okay.” you curse yourself for crying and having him comfort you.

“Aemond,” you pull back and he takes in your puffy eyes and wet cheeks. “I’m not crying because I pity you. I’m crying because I’m angry and frustrated.” you lay a hand on his chest. “Just a boy. Only ten.” you flare your nostrils and you press your hand against him harder. “Just a little boy who wanted a dragon.” you sniffle.

“Do you,” he swallows and shakes his head. “Do you still wish to see?” he meets your eyes.

“I do but only if you wish to show me.” you nod.

“I do.” he whispers. “I’m nervous.” he looks away from you, scolding himself for saying that.

“Why are you nervous?” his hands squeeze into your sides as he turns back to you.

“I won’t be able to handle it if you can no longer look at me. No longer love me.” he frowns.

“I will always love you.” one of your hands softly cups his cheek. “And I will always find you handsome. I think I look at you and admire you more than you know.” you offer him a soft smile.

“I would know because I’m always looking at you.” you see the corner of his mouth twitch upwards.

“Not when I wake in the middle of the night.” you watch his smile get wider. “You look so peaceful. Your hair is fanned all around your head. Though when I try to move to get a better look you pull me closer.” you nibble your lip.

“It’s okay. I watch you when you sleep too.” he chuckles at your small flush before chewing on his cheek. “If you wish to see me then you can remove my eyepatch.” he hands are firmly settled on your waist.

“You’re sure?” you brush his hair back off his shoulders.

“I am.” he nods once.

He can hear his heart in his ears as you slowly reach for his eyepatch. Your touch is light upon his skin and he watches your face as you start to lift it off his head. He watches your pupils dilate as you take him in and he’s waiting for you to say something but he’s nervous of to what you’ll say. He flexes his fingers on your waist when you bring your hand up to his cheek.

“Please say something.” he hates the way his voice breaks.

“You are very beautiful.” you hum, brushing your thumb along the bottom of his scar. “My well groomed warrior.” you smile and bring some strands of his hair back over his shoulders. “Your sapphire is exquisite.” you shake your head and pull back to cup his other cheek as well. “I think you are very handsome and I still plan on looking at you whenever I can.” you wipe away a stray tear that falls from his eye. “Even when you’re sleeping,” you shake your head. “Especially when you’re sleeping.” his fingers dig into your sides. “I still love you. I will forever.” you nod and press your lips against his. His arms wrap around your back to hold you closer.

“Thank you.” he whispers against your lips. “Thank you.” he repeats, holding you tighter.

“Thank you.” you mumble into his neck.

“Would you like to make another wish with me?” he pulls back and is greeted by your smile.

“I would love that.” you nod. The two of you crane your necks back and look up at the moon. You both send your wishes up amongst the stars before curling back against each other. “What did you wish for this time?” you mumble against his chest.

“For a maester to tell us you’re carrying our child.” he slides one of his hands from your back to your stomach.

“Mm, you should’ve filled me before we left for good measure.” he blinks at you before laughing.

“What was your wish?” he looks at you amused.

“That you would take us back to our chambers and fi-

“Let us wait no longer.” he lifts you both up from the ground and starts back towards Vhagar.

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The both of you walk through the dim halls of the Keep enjoying the barrenness save for the handful of guards. His hand is clasped in yours tightly as he starts to lead you up the main stairs. You curl into his side as a draft blows down the stairs and he still can’t wrap his head around how unconditional your love for him is.

“What was my second gift?” you look up at him.

“Hm?” he looks down at your voice.

“You said two gifts earlier.” his eye darkens remembering the silk he tied to the headboard and he lets out a low chuckle.

“It’s in our chambers.” he hears your soft whine. “We’re here.” he chuckles, pushing the door open for you. He’s a step behind you on the steps and you look around the chambers before turning to him with pursed lips.

“Aemond.” you walk over to him and his fingers are unfastening your buttons the second you’re close enough.

“In your letter you wrote me earlier,” he starts to pull your jerkin off. “You said you were going to the library to show them I didn’t keep you tied to the bed.” he pulls your slip out of your trousers before unlacing them and pushing them down. “Which you followed that by saying you wouldn’t mind being tied to the bed.” you step out of the trousers and he starts to lead you toward the bed.

“I did.” you chew on your lip as he starts to lift your slip off.

“So my beautiful wife,” he grabs onto your waist. “Would you like to be tied to the bed while I make you feel good and fill you?” he smiles as your flush deepens.

“Yes.” you nod quickly. “What should we use?” he chuckles as you turn to go find something but he pulls you back.

“I already put a silk ribbon on the headboard before I came to you in the library.” he helps you lay back on the bed. “Arms up.” you watch as he sits on the side of the bed and reaches for your wrists. “Too tight?” he glances down at you as he starts to tie the ribbon.

“You could make it tighter.” his breathing deepens at your soft voice and he tugs them tighter.

“Better?” you nod your head. “I like this very much.” he presses his lips to yours. He presses his lips down your neck and starts to brush his thumb against one of your nipples. He smiles against your neck feeling you pull against the silk. “Mm, is my little wife all tied up?” he presses his lips below your ear and kisses further down to take your other nipple in his mouth.

“Aemond,” you whine when he takes the bud between his teeth. “Please,” you feel him chuckle against your chest before swirling his tongue around your hardened peak.

He lifts off of your nipple and stands up to start to remove his jerkin. He watches you squeeze your thighs together and pout at him.Your soft pleas only make him slow down his movements more making you toss your head back into the pillows. He pulls off his tunic next and you watch him with lidded eyes.

“Please, please Aemond,” you pull on the silk, sighing.

“Hm?” he tilts his head, slowly unlacing his trousers.

“Please touch me.” he abandons taking his trousers off and grabs your leg to open them for him. “Husband,” you softly whisper, spreading your other leg wider.

He trails his fingers up the inside of your thigh as he watches your legs softly shake. His fingers slide beside your slit and continue up to your breasts and to your mouth. He tilts his head and lets his fingers linger on your lips. You part your lips and he presses his pointer and middle fingers in against your tongue. He raises his eyebrow at you and you wrap your lips around his fingers and your tongue softly brushes up against them.

You’re too focused on looking at him that it surprises you when he brings his other hand between your thighs. His thumb barely touches your bud but with every swipe it leaves your hips jerking off the bed. You softly whimper around his fingers before he pulls them out. You look up at him with lidded eyes as his thumb starts to circle your bud with more pressure. He smiles watching your eyes roll back as he pushes the two fingers from your mouth into your cunny.

“Aemond,” you pant, gripping onto the silk. He sits on the bed next to you and starts to move his fingers watching your thighs quake. “Yes, please,” you gasp.

He watches as his fingers get coated in your wetness as he fastens his pace. You arch off the bed and he smiles watching you practically serve your breasts to him. He leans over and captures one of your nipples and he’s graced with cries of his name. He chuckles when your thighs slam around his hands as he continues as he was.

“Aemond,” you gasp as the silk bites into your wrists.

“What do you need?” he flicks his tongue against your nipple. He listens to you try to form a sentence but you go taut beneath him once more. “Was that it?” he lifts up from your chest and sees your face scrunched and flushed with pleasure.

“You,” you pant. “I need you, please,” each word is breathier than the last. “I want to be-

“Filled. Yes, I know.” he chuckles, removing his hands from you and rising from the bed once more. “It’s all day.” he smirks, pushing his trousers down. “It’s always ‘Aemond, please.’ using your sweet voice.” he shakes his head and spreads your legs wider to settle between them. “I’m certain you’re carrying our child. It’s just a matter of when we can tell.” he presses into you and your eyes flutter shut.

“Please,” the plea barely audible.

“What do you want?” he watches your lips part as he snaps his hips into you. “Tell me.” he grunts as he keeps up with his relentless pace.

“More.” you whimper.

He grabs your legs and presses them against your chest as he pounds into you. High pitched cries come from you and he feels you pulse around him. He smiles hearing your wetness seep out of you while he continues at his pace. Your toes curl as your pleasure feels never ending. His pace never falters when you feel his warmth spread throughout you while his fingers dig into your legs. He continues to rock his hips before pulling out and watching your filled cunny leak. He hears you softly whine and he sets your legs down and unties the ribbon.

“Thank you.” you murmur and he watches you stay settled where you are before he lays in the space next to you. “I think you’re right.” you hum, leaning into his hand as he brushes your hair off your neck.

“About what?” he presses his lips to the side of your head and you turn to curl into his chest.

“My moon blood is almost three weeks late now.” his heart skips at your words.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” he whispers and you shrug.

“I didn’t want to get too excited.” you mumble. “But I am.” you peel your eyes open to look up at him. “I wanted to be sure.” he nods, stroking your cheek. “I want to be carrying our child so very badly.” your voice cracks and he holds you closer.

“I know that you are.” he presses his lips to your forehead once more before watching as your eyes shut once more. “Now sleep so you can wake in the middle of the night and stare at me.” he watches a smile form on your face.

“I call it admiring.” you press your lips against his chest.

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