#s3ducere

[dragynfirearc]

i joined the trend and made a nsfw sideblog : @s3ducere . i'll be writing all nsfw content over there now. i think it'll make me feel more comfortable doing it.

[roseseducearc]

@s3ducere​ ASKED,  [ 𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑬𝒀  ] ;  𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚. 𝒂𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅 @ 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒔 

          𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄  &&  the next floris feels an arm wrap about her , the press of lips against her collarbone that travel, slowly , up the expanse of her throat.   almost instantly her mind was taken off of whatever had become background noise  &&  focused itself against the sensation against her skin.    it felt like electricity, a buzzing hum that made her heart pick up pace  &&  her breath become uneven.    (   how   𝓮𝓪𝓼𝔂   it was to rile her up, to make her yearn.    a few kisses to her skin, the touch of a hand, or words whispered against her ear  &&  mind can think of nothing else  !     was she yearning for intimacy or just him ?   the biggest question on her brain since all of this started.   )     ;      surely aemond can feel the quickened pace of her heart under the touch of his lips, surely he can sense how he makes her feel.   eyes closed, a pleased sigh passing her lips at a kiss to pulse point.   his other hand, the one that had caressed her side, comes to press against the other side of her throat.   slender fingers grasp slightly at the back of her head as if to press her   𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝚁   into his mouth:   ❝  do you think that’s such a good idea ?  ❞   more of a tease than a genuine concern.   body is being lowered against the couch, his weight pressing against her own. another contented sign,   ❝  you’re no fair ,  ❞   a tiny whine ,  ❝  you know my neck is —  ❞   words stop suddenly as kisses turn into licking , a sucking motion that’s sure to leave a mark  !   his action illicit  a moan,   ❝  hmmm  !  —   i still have bite marks from last time.  ❞   that is on her inner thigh  &&  not her neck.

[roseseducearc]

@s3ducere​ ASKED,  ❛  𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐.  ❜ 𝒂𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅 @ 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒔

       𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄   charge in a way she hadn’t before. she had an idea , something she wanted to try that they hadn’t really done before—not in the way her mind played the visual behind daydreaming eyes.    all day she’d thought of it  &&  all day she felt herself slowly winding up on the inside . . wishing desperately for night to fall, to be alone with him with no other eyes on them nor duties to take care of.   by the time the door closed , by the time she set upon aemond with kisses   &&   𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳𝚈 𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂   floris could already feel the slickness between her thighs mingled with that tight feeling in her chest often afforded to her when she was anywhere near her husband.    (   her desire for him was nearly insatiable.    in some way or another she needed him—his lips , his affection , his skin against her own.   he was like something she couldn’t ever get enough of . . . first love , deep love was what it was.   )     ;      with palms roaming about , against her waist , hips ,  &&  occasionally against fullness of her backside , lips attached themselves to his own in hot , open mouthed , needy kisses.   then aemond speaks  &&  he asks her what she wants him to do . . . the idea comes back to mind , teeth bearing down into her own. removing herself , reluctantly , floris holds his hand as she pulls him toward the bed.

     crawling onto it , woman comes to face him on her knees as body leans back against heels.   firelight illuminates her features , her body cast under a orange hue  &&  nightgown sheer enough that you could see the shape of it underneath.   floris hadn’t ever the courage to so openly vocalize what she wanted , to tell it to him so plainly in the hopes he might indulge her.   aemond was always the one who knew more , but now her eyes had been opened.   ❝  i want you to . . to take me from behind.  ❞    pink threatened to dust her cheeks, but she endured  &&  rises to rest only on her knees.   fingers dance against the leather of his belt, face leans forward:   ❝  i don’t want you to make love to me tonight ,  ❞   even though they both know it’ll still be that regardless of how it’s done.    lips linger agonizingly close to his own, but floris doesn’t kiss him. she wants to rile him up, make him chase her.   ❝  i want you to   𝓯𝓾𝓬𝓴   me.  ❞  fingertips brush against the skin of his stomach ,  ❝ . . . until all i can even think about is you. until i’m a mess.  ❞

[theroguedragons]

Daemon loved the way she moved under his lead. How her body joined him in the rhythm like they were meant to be entangled in this way and how his queen lost all the shame when ecstasy had taken over her. Alicent used to be so reserved, some might even assume she was prudish or chaste due to her belief, but the prince had seen that other side of her early on by the way she looked at him and how her eyes sparkled when he returned her observing look. They unleashed a beast in each other, one that fought to be free and seen in what they really were but would only reveal itself to each other and Daemon couldn’t deny that he loved every part of it. The deep trust they shared and the devotion for each other that was so obvious in their intimacy.

His name slipping from her lips felt like a drug running through his veins and dug his fingers deeper into the soft skin of her back he would often leave marked. God, the thrill of it. To fuck that one woman who wasn’t supposed to be his and still belonged to him with every last inch of her body and soul. Daemon never believed in anything but himself, but he did believe in their fatal connection that never would leave them untouched again. “My queen…” he moaned as her walls tightened around his cock. A feeling that could easily drive him mad or bring him over the edge as well if she wanted to, but he wasn’t ready to stop yet.

Instead he enjoyed her praising gaze that met him and made him tightly squeeze her hand in his before he leaned down to snap his fingers around her jaw instead of her back, greedy kisses bringing tongue over her lips. “I love the way you sound when I’m inside of you.” It felt like he had full control over her, something he adored with her cause it was like their bodies were melting into one when usually she was out of his reach and influence. “You know you’re the only one, don’t you?” It was a confession that slipped from his lips between heavy panting, his thrusts slowing down to help her through the aftermath of her climax and calming his own nerves down. “You’re the only one that makes me feel this way.”

The prince didn’t know that she thought about this, that she questioned if others would touch him in a way she did and for him it was embarrassing to admit that the queen had such an effect on him that the former rogue could simply not sleep with another woman again. No, he only wanted this and a part of him needed her to know what he usually wouldn’t admit. “You’re the only one. Only one I fuck like this.” And the only one he wanted children with, which was another reason why he couldn’t finish in another core anymore. After their first child was born Daemon knew he wanted nothing else. He didn’t want bastards from his blood, he wanted Alicent to have his children. All of them even if it made him guilty sometimes that he couldn’t take the birth from her and the risks that came with it. “I never fucked a pregnant woman before you, Alicent. And I never will. You’ll be the only one.”

Before he pulled away to raise on his knees again, he kissed her lips unusually softly just to switch back to his rougher side and led both of his hands to her hips, leading her walls over and over deeply onto his cock again. It was mesmerizing to feel her like this, to know that she had their child in her perfectly smooth body that carried so much over the years that he always was surprised she didn’t crumble. But no, he wouldn’t allow her to crumble and instead taught her how to stand tall, even if he mounted her like this in full force he knew she would be able to take anything if she could take this. “Only one I cum for…” he mumbled barely to be heard cause pleasure was suddenly spreading in his limbs and blurred every thought as his climax filled her walls until it would spill down her legs and allowed him to collapse on top of her strong back.

Pride built in his chest as she gave in and proved him with her motions that she always would completely trust him. Sometimes he wondered in dark nights how it must feel for her with his brother, if there were moments of trust and dignity he tried to provide for her but they rarely spoke about what happened between her and the king to pay everyone the respect they deserved. A part of him was glad he didn’t have to listen, but sometimes it worsened his images that could only be broken in these moments where he felt that what they had was unique.

No, his brother couldn’t give her this. Wouldn’t make her touch herself like she did in his moment. It was the prince who gave her the confidence, who showed her ways to think of him other women never learnt about. It honored him and made him smile, but it also made him proud of his wonderful chosen queen. “I am right here.” he whispered into her ear as she replaced her hand with his own, reminding her that there was no need to fail in giving herself pleasure when he was in her reach. Never would this door be closed for her and his arms would remain open whenever she needed him, just like in this moment as his fingers started circling around her clit while his cock stroked slowly along her warm walls.

“More?” he whimpered against her neck after his lips had sank to her flesh again to nibble on her skin hungrily with his teeth. “I don’t wanna… hurt you.” Words were only stumbling when he went deep inside of her and blindly he let go of her throat to shove his hand down over her belly for protection. “Careful… stop me when it’s too much.” After a reassuring kiss to her shoulder he slowly helped her to roll over, his hand always staying on her bump as he stabilized her to raise on all fours. For a moment he had to slip out of her and let go of her clit to place one of her hands on the bed head so she could hold herself for what would come over her. Daemon had never been a careful lover, but something in him got so protective over her that it always mattered how she would feel especially when she was carrying another life of theirs.

His head leaned down to hers, sweet whispers reaching her ears as he spoke again. “Forgive me if I make us fill these walls with screams of our names.” His palm closed around hers on the wood of the bed, his rings digging into her flesh as he grabbed her hips to pull her back over his cock again. It was so easy to thrust that deep in this position and even the controlled prince couldn’t help that he moaned “my queen” loudly enough to be heard outside as he felt every inch of her closing so tightly around his manhood. There was a hunger in him that awakened a beast that only was fed by passion and just as he found the perfect angle and started to penetrate her in a quicker pace he let go of her hip to shove up her dress, marking her bare back with desperate fingerprints that dug into her skin.

His back straightened to roll his hips into her harder, to look down at her even when their hands on the beds end still entangled and hold onto each other like the last resort. She felt so good, so intriguing that it could easily drive him mad, but he would accept any madness that would come over him if it just meant he could feel her like he did in this moment while he listened to the snapping of their hips. “Say my name… please say my name when you cum for me.”

[s3ducere]

( * ) S3DUCERE ... a sideblog to @dragynfire intended for nsfw content and threads. please do not follow or interact if you are under the age of 20. also you must be following my main blog.

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