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How the Targaryen men fuck you

with Daemon, Aemond and Aegon

contains - breeding kink, voyerism kink, mild power play with aegon

Daemon:

- Daemon loves sex, that is quite clear, in his younger years before he met you, many of his nights ended in frequenting a brother or two.

- His sex drive is increasingly high, you could make one small move and he would be bending you over then and there, not caring who walks in.

- Daemon wants you constantly, at every waking moment he is hungry for you, craving your touch, your scent. anything you will allow him.

- Sex is a release for Daemon also, in many ways. He loves to be the dominant one, he is a very masculine man and clearly has some control/authority issues, so when you submit to him so perfectly and do exactly as he wishes, its so relaxing for him after a long day, to see that you are there to please him just makes him want you more.

- However, despite him loving how well you submit, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t like it when you choose to push his buttons. Whether it be by speaking to certain lords for a bit to long at banquets or playfully avoiding his touch and making him wait to have you until later that day

- Yes he absolutely loves to put you in your place as well, because he knows how much you love it yourself

- He loves to watch how good he makes you feel, for selfish reasons as well as him loving to please you, but it also boosts his ego to know that its his name your screaming out every night. “That’s it love, say it louder”

- He would fuck you over and over just to see that look on your face, the glazed eyes that sparkle whenever he spoke to you, your mouth slightly parted in a smile, the glow of your skin and the way your hair framed you perfectly

- Daemon loves to have you screaming for him, he fucks you with an intensity every time, each movement of his hips will illicit some form of moan from you, the louder the better in his opinion.

- Daemon sees you as his, and everyone must know that. everyone. so to have your screams echoing through the castle works in his favour. at least no one will be forgetting his name any time soon.

- Daemon also likes to remind you of this, whispering deeply in your ear, because he knows how much you like it, about how his cock is the only one you will ever take.

- He absolutely relishes in the feeling of seeing the jealous old lords who watch in envy and he walked arm in arm with you around the castle, he would purposely smile at them whilst his harm travelled to your waist as he pulled you in for a bruising kiss. He was definitely smug about your relationship, after all he married the most beautiful woman in kings landing

- With this possessiveness also comes a breeding kink, he loves the idea of getting you pregnant and parading you around so everyone can see who’s been fucking you, as if they didn’t already know. The idea of filling you up with his seed brings out a carnal lust in him, the second he sees you interacting with a child in a motherly sense, hes dragging you away and fucking you until you are dripping with his cum. “cant wait to see you swollen with my child” “take it all my love, good girl”

Aemond:

- Aemond was more restrained in his younger years, of course he paid his visits to brothels now and again, but nothing compared to his brother or uncle.

- While Aemonds lust may be less, he finds sex far more intimate and takes its more seriously. Every time he fucks you, hes giving you his all.

- When your relationship first started he was more reserved when you were having sex, he was very gentle with you, you could tell he was holding back, you could see it in his eyes.

- Aemond loves to initiate sex, he loves letting you know that you looked so good that hes struggling to contain himself, often at times he will retire from dinners early just to get a taste of you “you looked fucking ravishing at that table tonight princes” “i need to have you now”

- While Aemond still likes to take on the dominant role, he isnt afraid to let you know how much he wants you, he would beg for you, only to completely destroy you seconds later when you allow him

- Aemond is a considerate lover, he pays very close attention to everything that you like, any little move he makes that causes your cheeks to flush or maybe a small smile appear or those beautiful eyes of yours widen, he will remember.

- So sex with Aemond is always amazing, this man has you memorised, every single part of you, he knows exactly how to touch you that leaves you shaking, he views you as someone he cares deeply about, so its a way of him showing how much he loves you.

- He is a very giving love so you best believe when he gets in the mood hes seating you on the nearest table and getting on his knees, he wont stand again until your crying from how good it feels

- When it comes to sex he loves to see you, to see how good hes making you feel. Missionary will always be a go to for him, he loves looking into your eyes while he fucks you. “eyes on me princess” he is most definetly going to hold your face until you look at him

- at least missionary was his go to until maids moves a mirror near his bed… that night he discovered something new.

- You best believe he had you bent over, back arched, pulling your hair and making you watch as he fucked into you from behind in this mirror. His thrusts would be punishing, part of him wanting your stare to faulter just so he could tug on your hair and tell you to be good for him and keep watching how beautiful you look.

- the next day he had you in his lap spread out in front of the mirror, running his fingers through your soaked folds, once again, making you watch how good he made you feel. “thats it, watch. eyes on me love”

Aegon:

-Aegon is a slut, lets just start with that okay

- This man is insatiable, he fucking loves sex, like a lot.

-now Aegon as we all know can be demanding, he is a newly turned king on a power high, so he loves to be bossy. “oh darling, you cannot deny your king such a pleasure”

- He absolutely cannot wait for sex, you have plans? sex first, red keep meeting? sex first. he is late to most things due to fucking you beforehand. It’s all he can think about when he sees you, his favourite part of your marriage is that you both make each other feel good, and how far youre willing to go to please him

- even if the timing isn’t exactly convenient Aegon will be dragging you somewhere near by so he can have his way with you, he will have been staring at you, not at all listening to whoever is speaking to him

- Similar to Daemon with the power issues, he loves to have everyone know that you are his, but this does make him reckless with where he fucks you.

- hes taken you into an empty corridor while a feast is being held to pin you up against a wall and quickly hike up your dress so he can fuck you. Anyone can walk past at any point but that doesn’t slow his thrusts, and you try your best to cover your mouth while he pounds into you but part of Aegon wants to tell you to let them listen.

- A personal favourite of his has been to take you out on his balcony, the rush of the fact that anyone would be able to see him fucking you so good just makes him fuck you harder, making it even more difficult for you to stay silent. Aegon just wishes someone might walk past and see how much of a whore you were being for your king

- he has been known to continue to fuck you if you guys have ever been barged in on, a knight or a maid will have been left a stuttering, apologising mess, but at least Aegon didn’t stop fucking you.

- Aegon once managed to convince to give him head under the desk of one of the study rooms, once again anyone could’ve walked in but you still got on your knees like a good girl because anything for your king

-Aegon likes to play into the title a bit, he would go feral whenever you call him king, it flicks a switch inside of him. “thats it darling, beg your king to fuck you.” “tell your king how good he is making you feel”

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“No matter what position we put you in, you won’t be able to close your legs.”

Summary: Coco and Angel got you a gift for the bedroom, that’s really for them, but still for you. But more for them.

Pairing: Poly!Angel x Coco x female reader

Warnings: 18+ sexual content, oral sex female receiving, bondage, slight verbal degradation, use of the name ‘slut’

Word count: 1.2K

A/N: How do y’all like this one? I’m just trying to write about different stuff and learn how not to get shy while writing it or get too shy to post it 

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“Well, I ain’t touching you. You don’t deserve it.”

Summary: Coco’s punishing you for being a brat, and this time, it’s something new.

Pairing: Petty, condescending Coco Cruz x bratty!female reader 

Warnings: 18+ sexual content! Exhibitionism (no one actually sees though), overstimulation, thigh riding, verbal degradation/light humiliation

Word count: 1.5K

A/N: Because I love these ideas too much to reserve them to a single week like SDOD, i’ve decided to make the Cry Baby Bitch series which will be an ongoing thing. Basically any time the mood strikes, I’m gonna add to the series. It’ll have both imagines and HCs, depending on the content. Hope y’all enjoy the first one. I know I did 😭💖 I also understand that this isn’t everyone’s cup of tea so I may create it’s own taglist for future works, so if you like to be on it let me know

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Dating Draco Malfoy

Warnings: slight smut

Draco Malfoy, the boy whose rings feel cold against your neck as his fingers delicately find themselves wrapped around it, squeezing tightly.

Draco Malfoy, holds every door open for you; dramatic shocked face if you dare reach for the handle

Draco Malfoy, always making sure you have fresh flowers in your vase, which he of course gifted you so as to give you said flowers.

Draco Malfoy, knows every single one of your sweet spots- always making sure to specifically tease you with them.

Draco Malfoy, gets jealous when he sees you talking to other guys and it’s not hard to tell, them suddenly being cautious around you the next day

Draco Malfoy, genuinely listens to you, always surprising you with little things you’ve talked about even if only once

Draco Malfoy, the one who tells you to beg for him as his fingers so expertly play with your insides, already on the brink of an orgasm

Draco Malfoy, the one who moans out “Good fucking girl, taking me so well” as he plows into you relentlessly, your moans echoing in the room unable to think straight

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does anyone else hate that work takes up like 90% of your life and you literally are always working and have to form plans and important things and even seeing friends or eating meals around work. it's always just work. im spending my life just being At Work. i don't have time for hobbies or for seeing friends bc it’s always Work. like two days off a week isn't even enough because my days off aren't consecutive so i just spend those days exhausted or doing errands or house chores. there is not enough Time. all the time goes to Work. WHY IS LIFE THIS WAY. humans were not meant for this

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Get Some Sleep

Summary: Your neighbor Angel is very protective. Very.

Pairing: Angel Reyes x reader

Warnings: Dark/yandere Angel, mentions of a mean ex, breaking and entering technically, blood

A/N:I...I don't know where this came from. It just happened as I conjured up ideas about being chased in the woods.

You blink once.

Twice.

A third time.

Then a fourth.

Your eyes seeing the scene in front of you clearly, yet your brain entirely unable to process what being fed into it. There’s a man sitting across the room in your chair but it’s dark, and you can’t see who it is. It’s just a shadow, shoulders broad, one leg brought up bent to rest crossed against the other knee. You can hear your heart’s every beat in your ears, pounding in your fear. You sit still, unsure what else to do, hoping that it’s just a pile of clothes that looks super scarily like a figure.

But you emptied all of the clothes out of that chair today when you were cleaning.

“Hello?”

Your voice sounds foreign, raspy and stupid.

If this were a horror movie, you’d be laughing at the girl on screen. But you don’t know what else to do. And just when you’re sure that you’re simply hallucinating, a voice answers you back.

“Hi, baby.”

The hairs on the back of your neck stand up and despite your brain recognizing the voice, you can’t put a face to it. The term of endearment has a shiver running through you and you reach over to turn on the lamp in a panic. You spin your head back, a whimper dying in your throat as you can see him fully now.

“Angel.”

He smiles tightly, then it’s gone again, eyes dark as they keep staring at you.

Your panic settles, thankful that it isn’t a knife wielding stranger in your home, watching you while you sleep. Eyes settling down to his hand, you catch the glint of metal.

No, it’s just a knife wielding ex-boyfriend that’s watching you while you sleep. The question leaves your lips before you can stop it.

“What are you doing?”

You tried to keep your voice even but it’s shaky on the last word. You can see small splatters of red something dried on his knuckles, a few on his cheek. He shrugs, eyes still on you.

“Your ex showed up. Tried to get in.”

You swallow, the mere mention of the cruel man making your heart quicken again. Angel doesn’t allow you time to fret.

“He’s gone. I took care of it.”

He lets his crossed leg slide back down until both booted feet are flat on the floor, his body straightening out a bit.

“He won’t come here again. He won’t ever hurt you again. I promise. You don’t have to worry about him.”

It’s a whirlwind of emotions as you try to convince yourself that maybe he doesn’t mean what you think he means. Feeling relief, yet worry at the same time.

“What did you do, Angel?”

His eyes are soft as they look at you, if not a little unhinged.

“Don’t worry, mi amor. Nothing for you to worry about.”

You swallow and the noise is audible in the silence of the room. He sucks his teeth and then stands, putting the knife back in it’s sheath, stalking towards you. He won’t hurt you. You’re almost certain. But his walk is still reminiscent of whatever happened while you were asleep, and you swallow again as he comes up to the side of the bed, towering over you. His clean hand is gentle as it presses against your chest right below your throat and pushes you to lie back down.

Your head is swimming, foggy from the rush of adrenaline and remnants of sleep, still wondering how your beautifully rugged neighbor has managed to get into your home and what transpired in your home when he caught your ex trying to slither his way inside. You stare up at him from your pillow as his hands come to tug at the cord of your lamp, switching it back off and leaving you in the dark, only the moonlight illuminating his face.

“Get some sleep. You’ll be safe.”

When you wake up again, it’s nearly 8AM and the night’s events come flooding back in, your body sitting up straight, eyes immediately going over to the chair in the corner. You breathe out a huff when you find it empty, and you wonder if maybe it had only been a dream. A weird, hyper-realistic dream. There’s no sign of the biker neighbor who always seems to be there whenever you need help and you’re convinced that maybe, your brain has made the entire thing up. You stand, making your way to the bathroom, washing your face, and brushing your teeth. You go about your morning routine like normal, eyes searching for evidence every now and then, but you don’t find anything to suggest that you were anything over than alone last night. You chuckle, almost embarrassed, thinking of how ridiculous the entire thing is. It isn’t until you’re at the sink getting breakfast ready that you notice a bulky silver ring sitting in the dish, left to try and looking extremely clean.

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Loki Laufeyson + walking

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#perfect couple is perfect Tom Hiddleston and Zawe Ashton attend The Prince's Trust Invest In Futures Gala Dinner (February 29 2024, London)

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falling back in love with your hobbies feel like a second chance at life.

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Alsoooo Jealous!(there's a long list, pick your poison) sex. Like he knows what game you're playing and he watches amused for a minute, but then you do something that you know will turn that smirk into a scowl and have him hauling your ass to the closest private room. Warnings would def include: choking, spanking, cock sucking, degradation, spitting, mild slapping, overstimulation, orgasm denial, and hell even exhibitionism if he says "do you want him to come see what a good puta you are for me"

This took a turn, and guess what? We ain’t mad at it. 

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Smut #9 please with Miguel? 😫

warning: steamy

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“You drive me insane,” Miguel growled, his mouth against your neck, one hand on your throat and the other on your thigh, pulling your dress up, “I  can’t  fucking stand you.”

You giggled

There was something about having Miguel Galindo, cartel leader, business mogul Miguel Galindo, so hot and bothered that made you giddy

“Yeah?” You said back, your hands on his belt, teasing but not undressing him--yet. “You can walk away anytime you want.”

He growled, a low, deep sound from the back of his throat that had your legs clenching with desire

He pulled back and glared down at you,

and you knew there had been many a man who’d cowered under that gaze, who’d folded, who’d cracked under Miguel’s powerful gaze

But you?

You just smirked

Miguel’s glare broke

He chuckled, the hand that had been on your throat went to your chin, and the glare melted into a look of affection

“I could never walk away from you,” he said, bringing your face close to his and kissing you softly

You wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss

Miguel moved you so that your back was against the wall, 

his lips moving against yours

He pulled the skirt of your dress up and chuckled against your lips

“No panties, mi amor?” He asked

You sucked in a breath; he couldn’t know what it did to you, when he called you that

“Mi amor”

You wanted, so badly, to be his love

But you knew it was just talk

Miguel liked fucking you, and he was a sweet talker

That was all.

Still, you got to have him for a few hours a day, sometimes a few nights in a row, 

and you’d be happy with what you got, for as long as you could get it

“No panties,” you answered, kissing him as you spoke, that smirk he loved so much on your lips, “Figured they’d just get in the way...”

“Mm,” he was kissing your cheek now, making his way back down to your neck, “Smart...” He lightly bit you when he felt you tugging at his belt, “Fuck, baby,” he sighed, “it’s been too long.”

Miguel took hold of your chin and forced you to look into his eyes, and you froze, the weight of his stare so deliciously heavy

“You shouldn’t make me wait, querida,” he said, his voice low

You swallowed, nodding

You’d been busy, unreachable for a whopping three days--a lifetime to wait, if you were Miguel--and it hadn’t been a part of your game, making him wait

His eyes were searching yours

“Why did you make me wait?” He asked quietly. “Are you in trouble?”

You bit your lip, and the action was more telling than any words you could have said would have been

“What do you need?” He asked, no hesitation. “Just tell me, sweetheart, and I’ll make it happen.”

You felt a familiar ache in your heart, that ache that came whenever you let your mind wander past the physical with Miguel, that ache of wanting him...

...of really wanting to have him, and it was almost too much

But you were nothing if not honest

“You,” you answered, “I want you.”

He nodded, his eyes still serious

And then he leaned in and kissed you

He let you unbuckle his belt,

and he led you to the bed,

he took your dress off for you,

and he watched, those dark, deep eyes,

as you got on your knees and wrapped your lips around his dick

He put a hand on the side of your face, an affectionate gesture

“My pretty girl,” he cooed gently as you swallowed him down your throat, “my pretty baby...”

You wanted to be that, so badly... you wanted to be his baby, you wanted to be...

...his.

You were nearly shaking with arousal, with emotion, and Miguel could see it

“Shh,” he said, although you hadn’t even been aware you’d made a noise, “I got you, mi amor, I’m right here, I’m with you,”

and then he was picking you up, kissing you, the taste of him still fresh on your bruised lips,

Miguel laid you down, his kiss soft and careful, 

“I fucking love fucking you,” he whispered as he pushed inside of you, his nose on yours, his eyes watching you, reading you, memorizing you, “I love that little smirk you get on your face when you know you’re pushing my buttons,” his hand reached out and caressed your cheek, “I love the way you make me so mad...and so happy, and so strong...

...I love you.”

Your eyes were huge, and he chuckled, still inside of you

“I love you,” he repeated, “and I know you love me,” he arched his hips, making you gasp, and he grinned, “Don’t you?”

“Yes,” you gasped out, unable to lie to him when he was inside of you

“Say it.”

“I love you, Miguel.”

He leaned down and kissed you, “Good... You drive me fucking insane,” he went on, rolling his hips against yours, “All the things I could do for you, all the things I could give you if you only asked...and you never ask.”

“I...” It was hard to think, hard to speak, with him pushing into the way he was, his balls slapping against you as he sunk deep into you. “I... don’t want anything from you.”

“I know,” he shook his head, smiling, “that’s one of the reasons I fell in love with you, but here’s the thing, sweetheart,” he reached down and took your leg, hoisting it up and getting even deeper inside of you, making you moan lowly, “I want to be with you. For real. No more hotel meetings, no more hurried encounters in the back room at events... I want you. I want to provide for you,” he was rocking against you again, deep and slow, “and I will...if you would just let me.”

You bit your lip, and he kissed you until you released it again

You could feel yourself growing closer to your climax, could feel that coil in the pit of your stomach, could feel yourself clenching around Miguel, greedy for him

His mouth was on your ear now as he moved against you, and when he spoke, his voice was low and deep, that Spanish lit making it sound even sweeter

“Let me...”

You came then, Miguel’s name coming off of your lips as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm

But after the chanting of his name, you said something else too, one other word that brought the both of you so much joy, the start to your lives intertwining together, forever

Once you said it, that one word, you became Miguel’s, and he became yours

As afraid as you’d been to submit--fully submit--yourself to him, it was easy to do it, once that word had passed your lips

“Yes,” you called out, “yes”

He came, emptying himself inside of you as you said the word, his body going rigid as his seed spread inside of you

“I love you,” he said, seconds later as his body sagged on top of yours, “I love you. I’m gonna take care of you.”

And he did.

From that moment on, 

he did. 

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When my 60 seconds came around I realized I had everything I ever wanted— but nothing I really needed. And I think what I need is here. And I came all this way to see if you maybe think so too.

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