Withheld Desire | Aemond Targaryen

withheld desire | aemond targaryen

Ships: Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Reader, Aemond x Jeyne (mentioned) Warnings: smut, degredation, praise, underwear ripping, dominant aemond sub reader, friends to sex havers. A/N: First time uploading for a while, and first time uploading for HOTD, enjoy 18+ past the cut

You and Aemond were an anomaly, not that it mattered to anyone but the two of you.

Aegon was throwing a party, much to no one’s surprise. He alwaysthrows a party when Alicent goes out of town.  That left You and Aemond on the couch, taking shots together to forget your problems.

“Just look at Jeyne, fucking macking on the first man who looks her way.” Aemond grunts and you put a sympathetic hand on his shoulder, the alcohol settling warmly in your stomach.

“C’mon, let’s make her jealous.” You suggest, standing up and extending your hand to your best friend, who takes it thankfully.

Aemond smashes his lips onto yours, in an attempt to make Jeyne jealous, but finds himself enjoying the feeling of you desperately rutting your hips against his. He presses you against the closest wall, letting you wrap your legs around his waist, your hand going to grasp his hair, emitting a moan into his mouth.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” Aemond breathes out between kisses, and you nod, and eagerly lead him up to his room, locking the door behind you.

Aemond quickly gets back to work, roughly sitting you on his desk as his hands move in featherlike motions over your clothed pussy, and he groans. “So wet for me, and I haven’t done anything.” He chuckles, mocking you, and your hips jut against his fingers repetitively.

“Fuck me, please.” You moan, lips moving to his neck, where you leave a small hickey, and he sighs pleasurably,

“No, not yet. Gotta take care of my girl, hm?” He says, taking a seat in his desk chair and lowering it so he’s between your legs.  His hands easily snap the elastic of your underwear, leaving you bare to him. “Mmh!” You moan as the cold air meets your cunt, and you almost scream as Aemond presses his tongue to your most intimate part.

“Quiet, pet, or I’ll stop.” He threatens, head back in between your legs as he laps at your heat, putting a finger into your aching hole. “F-Fuck. Aem..” You whisper, hands knotting in his hair, and he slips a second finger in at your approval.

Aemonds fingers curl harshly against your g spot, his tongue still attacking your clit, and you feel your stomach heat up. “I’m close, please don’t stop.” You whimper, and he chuckles, sending vibrations throughout you, leaving you squirming.

Aemond speeds up the movements of his tongue and fingers, and you quickly come to your release with a muffled moan as Aemonds free hand goes to cover your mouth, you’re left twitching. “O-Oh fuck.” You whisper as he pulls away, standing up from his seat. “I’m not done with you.” Aemond whispers in your ear, and he makes work of undoing his pants quickly, jerking himself a few times before putting his tip into you. “Can I continue, pet?” He asks, and you nod eagerly.

Aemond pushes in slowly, and you feel yourself being stretched to the maximum. The pain burns for a few seconds, and he watches your face with care, making sure you’re okay. “Move, please.” Your whimpers come out, and usually, he would tease you. But tonight, he just wanted to fuck you.

Aemonds thrusts are rough, making ecstasy rise in your stomach each time his cock brushes your g spot.

“Fuck, you’re so tight for me. You take me so well.” He moans into your ear, and you whine. Aemonds hand went skilfully to your throat, and you tipped your neck back to give him more room. The lack of oxygen left you more aroused than ever as he fucked you dumb.

“Don’t fucking stop,” You wheeze out, and he goes even rougher, “My pretty girl,” Aemond groans, and you tighten around him. “You like being praised hm?” He asks, and you manage a meek ‘Yes.’

“Such a good girl, all for me, your pussy feels so good around me, fucking cockslut.” He says, his pace becoming more erratic as you both near your peaks.

“I’m gonna cum, Aemond.” You whine, rutting against his movements, “Me too, cum for me, whore.” He demands, hand tightening around your throat as he empties himself into your cunt, and you squeeze him like a vice as you orgasm, seeing white-hot pleasure and stars and all good things in the world as you go limp.

“You were so good for me,” Aemond mutters, stroking your cheek with his fingers, he pulls up his pants, picking you up in his arms and tucking you into his bed. He gets a cloth from the closet, runs warm water over it and cleans you.

“You fucked me so hard I can barely speak.” You joke, voice weak. “I’m glad it was good for you,” Aemond smiles, and he gives you one of his band shirts to sleep in, to which you put on over your other shirt. He wordlessly crawls into bed with you, and you both daze off to sleep, wondering how this will affect your friendship once you wake.

The Babysitter

Chapter Two: Hershey Kisses 

Nick Amaro x Fem!Reader

Series Summary: Nick wasn’t looking for love and you weren’t looking for a job. A phone call and one day together seemed to change both of your lives. for better or for worse ? That’s up to you.

Warnings: reader is 19, mini meltdown from Zara, little steamy make out session

Word Count: 2,912

Author’s Note: I think I'm gonna start updating this every Tuesday but no promises :) also thanks to my bestie for always giving her input and her amazing ideas @hes-going-to-sacrifice-himself

the babysitter taglist :) // series masterlist 

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The house was quiet, Zara was sitting in her bedroom reading her book when Nick got home. “I’m so sorry,” he sets his keys on the kitchen counter, “I couldn’t get away and I- where’s Zara ?” he looks around the kitchen and over to the living room. 

“Bedroom, she’s really into the book she brought home from school.” 

Nick nods, stepping away from the kitchen to go see her. You were making a cup of coffee when Nick returned.

“Listen, I gotta ask you a huge favour.” Nick leans on the wall, he pulls the badge off of his belt and rests it on the counter. “I’ve got to be back at work in 2 hours, I wanted to come home and see her but I also want to get some sleep. Would you be able to stay the night ? But if you can’t, I understand. I know I’m asking for a lot-” 

“Nick, it’s fine. I can stay.” 

“Thanks.”

You take a sip of the coffee, watching as Nick unbuttons his green button up. You hadn’t realized you were staring at him, Nick’s eyes are on you and a smirk playing on his lips. “See something you like ?” He teases. 

“Oh-” you press your lips together, cheeks red as you look anywhere but at Nick. 

“I’m just gonna crash on the couch. Shout if you need anything.” He walks past you, making his way over to the couch. 

At some point, Zara had come out and kissed her father goodnight before you tucked her into bed. You promised her that you’d tell Nick to come in and say bye before he left. 

Now you were sitting on the single seater across from Nick, watching his chest rise and fall with each breath. 

The white t-shirt clung to his body, one of his arms tucked under his head while the other was tossed across his torso. He was stretched out on the couch, he seemed peaceful for once. In the past few weeks you had been working for Nick, you barely saw him. A few minutes of something resembling a conversation and you were out the door, not like Nick wasn’t always in a rush himself. 

The blanket was haphazardly tossed on him by Zara when she came out to kiss him goodnight. It was barely covering his legs at this point, this man tossed and turned more than anyone else you knew. 

Quietly, you set the laptop on the chair before going to fix the blanket. Leaning down, you lifted the blanket to pull it up when you feel two hands on your waist. 

Next thing you know, you’re flat against Nick’s chest. 

Debating if you should stay there or if you should say something, you decided to say something. You glance up at the man, his eyes still shut and his arms wrapped around you, his warm hands rubbing up and down your back. 

Part of you didn’t want to say anything, you wanted to stay like that. As usual, your better judgement took over. 

“Nick?” you look up at the man again, his eyes barely open. He’s still half asleep. 

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I just want to be in the MESSIEST, sloppiest (if you get me) love triangle between Aegon ii and Aemond Targaryen, is that too fucking much to ask for?

and there ain’t enough y/n x Aemond x Aegon fanfic (unless I’m looking in the wrong places).

Can you write Aegon (or Aemond, I can't decide) x reader and one bed trope? 😊😊

One Bed? | Aegon & Aemond Targaryen x Reader

Summary: Only one bed, whatever will the three of you do?

Warnings: Smut, PIV sex, Aegon is a perv, Aemonds a subtle perv

A/N: I’m back, random little burst of inspiration came over me

You had no clue how you ended up here. Venturing through the streets with your two best friends, Aegon and Aemond. It was night, yet you hadnt found what you were looking for.

Checking into a Tavern for the night, you found yourself at the door of the only available room. Yet the owner neglected to mention the lack of beds, except for one double bed.

Aegon smirked, "Looks like you've got to sleep with me, sweetheart." He grins, and you make a fake gag.

"Aemonds here too, y'know." You reply snarkily, and Aegon grins further.

"He can sleep on the floor.” Aegon chuckles, and Aemond looks at him,

“If anyone’s sleeping on the floor it’s you.” Aemond snaps in return, causing Aegon to sneer at him.

“We can all fit, I can squish.” Aleria says, discarding herself of her shoes, and dress, to which she swapped into a night dress behind a curtain for changing.

Aegon and Aemond gape at the slight shadow of your nude body, and Aegon let’s put a quiet whistle, Aemond hitting him with his elbow.

The two follow suit, getting into their nightclothes, Aemond offering you his coat to sleep in due to the cold weather.

You gladly accepted it, and the three of you managed to just fit in the bed.

The two boys were squished up against you, not that you could deny the way that made you feel.

Throughout the night, it got harder to ignore the lingering touches on your body when you’d shift positions, Aemonds hand on your inner thigh and Aegons arm under your neck.

Aegon let his hot breath hit your neck, and you shivered, much to the two brothers amusement. You were in Aemonds coat, there was no way you were cold.

Aemonds slender hand traced shapes on your inner thigh, and Aegon began pressing kisses to your neck.

You couldn’t believe this was happening. Your heart was racing, and finally, Aegon broke the silence.

“Touch her, brother.” Aegons voice comes out, “She wants it, don’t you, little one?” Aegons voice was low, deep with lust and desire.

“I.. I do.” You whispered, and Aemond wasted no time in sitting up, forcefully parting your legs to which you moan.

Aegon chuckles, standing from the bed to give them more space, Aemond then lifted the night gown, and you wriggled out of your underwear to help him.

“Do you think our sweet girl can take a finger?” Aemond asks Aegon, and Aegon shrugs.

“Let’s find out.” Aegon suggests, and you nod. Aemonds finger goes expertly to rub at your clit, and your hips jolt up into his finger.

“So pathetic,” Aemond tsks, and you whine, he attacks his nub with his tongue, and your hands go to his silver hair, gripping it with force.

Aegon hums in pleasure, and you notice he’s stroking himself. You let out a deep breath at the sight, and he moves closer, stroking your hair to prepare you as Aemond sticks a finger in.

“Fuck!” You exclaim, and Aegon shushes you.

“My love, as much as I’d love to hear you scream, we can do that later.” Aegon speaks gently, and you nod. Aegon kisses you to muffle your noises.

Your thighs wrap around Aemonds neck as his finger rubs the rough patch in your cunt, your spot. He has you mewling into Aegons mouth, a submissive mess.

Aemond pulls away and so does Aegon, you cry out in disappointment.

Aemond pulls out his cock, it’s fully hard, and it’s long, dripping with precum, his tip is a light purple from arousal, veins look to be pulsing.

“This is gonna hurt,” Aemond speaks, and you nod.

“I can handle it.” You speak confidently.

“Good girl” Aemonds tantalising voice came as he slowly inched into you. The feeling was painful, it was a burning sensation as you were stretched, and you grit your teeth as he rested.

“Taking him so good,” Aegon speaks, still stroking his thick cock, angled over your chest.

The pain subsides after a few moments, and you’re consumed by your desire.

“Move, please Aem.” You beg, and he does that, erratically thrusting into you at an upward angle, his cock grazing your spot in a mind numbing sensation.

Your moans are muffled by your hand, and Aegon places your other around his cock, and you learn from him, gripping it as he wished and stroking, learning from what he was doing earlier, and his reactions.

Your pussy was throbbing, and cheeks flushed, Aemond angled your legs over his shoulders, and the assault on your pussy made you insatiable, bucking against him.

“ ‘M close!” You squeak, and Aemonds quick to speed up.

“You’re so tight around me,” He grunts, and you let out a long, erotic moan as your release comes closer.

All it takes is one extra hard thrust from Aemond for your eyes to be rolling back, walls clenching around him and a deep moan coming from your chest.

Aegon moaned along with you, the sight of you cumming was too much, and his seed was spilled all over your chest,

Aemond, however, emptied his seed inside you, placing your legs down and letting out a loud groan as he leaned over your body, a few weak thrusts as he pulled out.

“How was that, little one?” Aemond asks as he strokes your hair, and you smile.

“Too good,” You shakily say, your legs twitching from your orgasm.

Aegon, being the degenerate he is, uses your nightgown to clean the cum from your chest and you gasp,

“Aeg! I was going to sleep in that.” You pout, and Aemond looks at him, humour and confusion in his eyes.

“You can sleep naked, you can’t be shy now.” Aegon speaks with humour and you groan.

The two boys crawled into bed, both sticking to your side. They pulled the blanket over all of you and Aegon fell asleep with his head in the crook of your neck, and Aemond fell asleep with his arm around your stomach, holding you close.