I Woke Up And Yall Chose Violence With The Spicy Helaena Works And I Dont Know Whether To Cry Or Laugh

I woke up and y’all chose violence with the spicy Helaena works and I don’t know whether to cry or laugh

"Pleasure To Serve" - Helaena Targaryen x Courtesan!Reader, Side Aegon Targaryen x Courtesan!Reader

a/n: request from @wonder-harley 🤭 also my submission for gluttony for @hotdthemedweek ❤️

Summary: You find yourself more interested in the queen than in the king who has hired your services for the night.

TW: she/her pronouns, afab reader, canon typical incest, profanity, innuendo, infidelity, oral f receiving, scissoring, medieval dildo, cuckolding, male masturbation, tiddy succin

Word Count: 1,855 words

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

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Helaena has heard quite a bit about you, whispers going around the court of the famous Braavosi courtesan who Aegon has taken up with. She has no interest in his indiscretions so long as he remains a good father to the twins and Maelor, and so, she allows him to sneak off for his late night rendezvous with you, not a complaint falling from her lips.

However, she does take issue with him bringing evidence of his infidelity into the Red Keep. While he visited your barge on Blackwater Bay, she didn’t care, but he’s grown too bold, bringing you back to Maegor’s Holdfast. She gathers her skirts and storms over to Aegon’s private chambers, a frown set on her pretty face. Helaena despises conflict, but after speaking with her mother, she knows that she must stand up for herself or continue being walked all over by Aegon.

As she approaches his chambers, she hears what she can only assume to be your voice, laughing softly from beyond the door. She’s not sure why but her heartbeat races ever so slightly at the sound and she has to take a breath to calm herself. She holds her head high and walks into the room. She sees you laying there, at the foot of Aegon’s bed, on your side, propped up on your elbow, wearing a silk dress and a necklace that she’s quite sure Aegon had procured for you. At the sound of the door opening, you turn your attention from Aegon and focus your alluring gaze on her.

Helaena feels like a deer caught in the sights of a hunter as a coy little smile spreads across your face. You stand up from the bed and saunter over to her, dipping in a deep curtsy, before you turn and call to Aegon over your shoulder.

“I did not know your wife was so beautiful, my king,” she hears you drawl in your Braavosi accent, so foreign to her ears and so beautiful, “What a lucky man you are.”

Helaena feels her cheeks flush as you move your hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, fingertips brushing against her face as you do so. She’s always known in her heart of hearts that, if given the choice, she’d rather be with a woman than a man, but that isn’t something she can easily say to her mother or anyone else for that matter. It’s a secret she’s carried ever since she was young and will likely carry for many more years.

“Have you ever been with a woman, my queen?” you ask her, gazing at her through your long lashes, fluttering them slightly in a way that makes her breath catch in her throat.

The young queen coughs slightly before shaking her head, “N-no. I have not.”

“Would you like to?” you coo, pressing your body against hers, your breasts all but visible through the thin silk fabric that covers you, “I’ve always found that there’s no greater joy than becoming one with another woman.”

Aegon chooses that moment to speak up, pouting from his spot on the bed, “My lady, don’t tell me you wish to bed my wife rather than me?”

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” you say without looking away from Helaena, your eyes traveling the expanse of her body, taking in every curve, her beautiful blonde locks, the lilac of her eyes as you grin, “My queen, I see the way you’re looking at me right now and it’s quite similar to the way I’m looking at you. Why not move past what society deems proper and,” your hand traces her side, stopping at her waist, before tugging her closer to you ever so slightly, “Give in to your desires? You’re a queen, after all. It is my duty and pleasure to serve you.”

Helaena gasps as your lips find hers. You taste so sweet and your lips are so soft as your tongue traces her lower lip, seeking entrance into her mouth. She readily grants it and your tongue moves against hers, slowly, languidly, as you explore her mouth, moaning against her as your hands move to hold her hips, sliding down to squeeze the supple flesh of her ass. You can hear Aegon undoing his breeches behind you, no doubt his hand already moving up and down on his cock as he watches two beautiful women locked in such a sensual kiss. Your hand moves to take the clip out of her hair, allowing her gorgeous mane to fall free around her shoulders. You place the clip on Aegon’s desk before moving back to hold her face in your hands and kissing her again.

Helaena hardly knows what to do. She was always taught that laying together was predominately for the purpose of producing an heir. But with you, there’s no chance of that. With you, she’s only doing it for her own pleasure, she realizes as you undo the laces of her bodice, letting her ornate gown fall to the floor. You pull back and smirk at her with delight as you gaze upon her wearing just a slip, taking her by the hand and leading her to Aegon’s plush bed. She watches as you command him to go sit in the corner, that he’s allowed to watch the two of you, that he’s allowed to touch himself, but he is not allowed to reach his peak. You ignore his whines of protests as you urge Helaena to lay back on the bed, settling between her legs.

“Such a greedy man,” you say, referring to Aegon, “Coming to a whore when he has such a beautiful queen as his own. If I were your husband, my lady, you’d never leave the bedchamber.”

Helaena sighs with delight at your words, ignoring Aegon’s whining as he watches you press a kiss to his wife’s ankle, working your way up along her leg, pushing the fabric of her shift up. You slide her underwear down her legs, gazing at her glistening cunt, a coy smile playing at your lips.

“Did my kiss get you this wet, my queen?” you coo, licking a stripe along her entrance, grinning to yourself as she moans, squirming away from the sensation ever so slightly, “Such a pretty cunny you have, my queen. I can’t wait to have a taste.”

She gasps as you push your tongue inside her, never having felt anything like this before, throwing her head back against her pillow, her fingers twisting into the soft fabric of Aegon’s bed sheets as you move your warm tongue in and out of her, dragging it along her velvet walls. Your lips are soft and plush against her in a way that drives her absolutely mad as she writhes against the sheets under your ministrations. For your part, you quite enjoy the way she tastes, sweet but with the slightest tang, as you gaze up at her, her breasts heaving as she gasps for air, so close to coming undone on your tongue. She gazes down at you, your eyes hooded as you look back at her before suckling at her pearl, sending her careening over the edge, feeling pleasure like she’s never known. Her thighs quiver from how hard her climax has hit her as she watches you remove your dress, tossing it aside, baring yourself fully to her. Helaena’s eyes trace the curves of your body, your smooth, supple skin, drinking in every inch of you. You’re so beautiful, so confident. And you want her. 

You help her out of her slip, glancing back at Aegon, who has simply been watching the entire experience, fisting his cock with his hand. And at that very moment, you watch as he spills himself onto his hand. You shake your head, walking over to him as Helaena stares at the two of you.

“Pathetic, my king, truly pathetic. I was going to invite you to join us, but since you reached your peak only watching,” you grip his face in one of your hands, squeezing his cheeks, “Watching is all you shall do.”

Aegon’s jaw drops as you walk back over to Helaena, pulling her into your lap and kissing her again. Helaena moans against your lips as you kiss a trail down her neck, pressing a hot open-mouthed kiss to her throat before descending on one of her nipples, licking and suckling at the tender bud. Helaena’s hands tangle in your hair as you do. She smirks over at Aegon, who is already half-hard again at the sight, hands on his knees as he watches you pleasure his wife rather than him.

You move to interlock yours and Helaena’s legs, allowing your cores to be pressed up against each other. Helaena never imagined doing anything like this, but as you slowly begin to move your hips, rubbing your cunt against hers, she realizes that this gives her more pleasure than her husband’s cock ever has. She moans softly, a sweet, lilting sound, as she begins moving her own hips to meet yours. You pull her into a searing kiss as the two of you continue rubbing against each other, your hand moving to stroke your pearl and then hers before moving to squeeze one of her tits. Helaena lets out a lewd moan into your mouth, her tongue dancing against yours.

You pull back and glance over at Aegon to see that he’s already tugging at his cock furiously, watching the two of you, eyes somewhat glossed over, being so upset at being excluded from this little tryst. The sorry bastard is near tears. You turn back to Helaena, the two of you sharing a secretive little smile as you chase your respective peaks, moving against each other, only the sounds of your moans and Aegon’s filling the room. Helaena buries her face in your neck, kissing it, nipping slightly. You smile to yourself at the sensation, your peak quickly approaching. You feel Helaena’s hips stutter against yours slightly before she falls back onto the bed with a loud gasp, utterly sated. She frowns, realizing you haven’t reached yours yet, but you shush her, resting a finger on her lips.

“I’ll have your brother finish me off, my queen, worry not. Rest your head,” you purr, kissing her softly before beckoning Aegon over with a finger. The man practically runs over to you, ready to fuck you, but you shake your head, “No. I’ll have you use one of your toys.”

Helaena watches with awe as Aegon obeys you, walking over to grab one of the toys he’s used on you and had you use on yourself, moving it inside your cunny deftly, watching as your breasts bounce each time you grind down against it. You reach your peak soon enough and he sets the toy aside, watching as you and Helaena embrace each other. You give him a pitying look.

“Come, my king, lay with us.”

Aegon eagerly lays down beside you, Helaena on your other side, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as the three of you fall asleep.

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Hello To All! I am very slow updater, but I write for or am willing/open to write for characters for characters of fandoms listed below.

If you have a request, please keep in mind that I am a very slow writer and may not want to accept it or want to write it out. I will have a list of topics/characters I will not write for at a later date. I also will be prioritizing my current works before any requests or asks.

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon Universe

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More Robb, Jon, and Theon with Luwin's Apprentice Headcanons

MCU Eternals

Our Love is Eternal

Persephone!Eternal Reader & Hecate!Eternal Reader

HOTD

Bound by Embroidered Chains - Aemond x Seamstress!OC x Jacaerys Fic

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The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

Feathers & Threads Soaked In Red

Saltburn 2023

Fuck Everything, But Mostly Fuck You

Madame Zeroni I got shadowbanned, please shed some light onto my life

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

BEL I AM AT A PUBLIC GYM I CAN’T-

Headcanons for Geralt of Rivia x Reader with a Size Kink

a/n: first time writing for geralt ayyyyyyyy lmk if you wish to be added to the geralt, jaskier, the witcher, or general taglists! ❤️

TW: violence, profanity, innuendo, fingering, oral m and f receiving, p in v sex, size kink duh, sexy times

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Witcher characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

-it goes without saying that geralt is a rather formidable man, size wise, quite a bit taller than average and broad, exceedingly muscular

-it's one of the first things you noticed about him when he comes to your village to hunt a striga that has been stalking your people

-you notice him almost immediately when he walks into the tavern where you sit in a corner with a few friends

-while they are completely terrified of him, you find yourself utterly fascinated

-when geralt's honeyed gaze turns to meet your curious eyes, you feel your throat constrict slightly, unable to breathe as he drinks you in, every feature on your face, every curve of your body hidden by your dress, and judging by the slight upturn of his lips, you think he is quite pleased with what he sees

-you watch geralt in action, fighting the striga, but more exciting than anything is the moment when the creature makes to attack you and the man lifts you into his arms to pull you out of harm's way, holding you with one arm and effortlessly defeating the monster with the other

-you gasp, your hands twisting in the fabric of his shirt as he slowly sets you down, leaving you to gaze up at him, and he loves how small and vulnerable you look standing in front of him, your lips slightly parted in wonder

-his hand moves to grip your chin, making you shy away ever so slightly at his touch, something else he quite enjoys

-geralt speaks in that low baritone of his that you find utterly impossible to resist, asking if you live nearby, to which you nod, pointing to a small cottage a little bit away from the two of you

-the surprised yelp that leaves your mouth when geralt lifts you up and tosses you over his shoulder, a hand placed squarely on your ass, delights him, as he tells you that you're sufficient enough payment for killing this striga

-the way he manhandles you onto your bed after kicking open the door to your home drives you absolutely mad, his imposing form hovering over you as he holds your wrists above your head with one hand with little effort

-his other hand quickly undoes the bodice of your dress and does away with your underclothes, his smirk deepening at the gorgeous sight before him

-"such a pretty little thing" he drawls, his hands tracing the contours of your body, finding the apex between your thighs and seeing that you're already wet for him, he lets out a dark chuckle, "you want me, don't you, little one?"

-"yes, geralt," you nod eagerly, throwing your head back against your pillow and mewling his name pathetically as he pushes three long thick fingers inside you, the wet noises they make being borderline obscene as he pumps the digits in and out of your cunt

-you can't help but wonder that if his fingers feel so long and thick inside of you, how his cock must feel, a question that he makes sure to answer for you sooner than later

-however first? he decides to fuck your mouth, admiring the way your lips wrap around him, barely able to take him, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat each time he bucks his hips against you, a few tears falling from your eyes that he thinks make you look even more beautiful as you gag on his cock

-and when he finally fucks you, it's everything you ever imagined and more

-his cock is long and girthy as he sheathes himself inside you and you feel almost as though he's splitting you in half, the sting being almost painful at first, but your body soon accommodating him

-geralt admires the sight of the outline of his cock against your belly with every thrust into your wet cunt, pressing down on the bulge, making you cry out his name pitifully, like a bitch in heat as he continues fucking you into the mattress

-he loves being on top of you, pushing your knees up to your chest and folding you in half so that he can see how small you are compared to him as he pistons his hips against yours, feeling you squeezing around him impossibly tight with every thrust

-with his inhuman stamina and strength, he makes sure that you reach your peak many many times that night, to the point that you think you may faint from how much pleasure he's given you

-needless to say, anytime he finds himself passing your village after that night, he makes certain to look you up

I'd love to know about Hecate or Hestia in the rewrite! Or if they are going to be important/otherwise present in it?

(Hestia is done!)

HECATE

PARENTING:

Before the new pact was made, Hecate still tried to be there for her children when they needed her most. She could provide a boon if she was available, and even (though rarely) visit them in their dreams to give them magical advice. However, she was also working with the surviving titans, as they were her family, as well as working with the other Underworld gods and goddesses. This prevented her from being able to see her children all the time.

When she joined the Titan Army, she only did under the promise that her children would be kept safe. Kronos agreed, and Hecate actually got to know her children much more closely during the Second Titanomachy. Through this the bonds of her children became stronger.

Now, she visits her children on their 12th, 18th, and 21st birthdays, as well as their birthdays on the decade-marks. She also visits them every other month at Camp Empeiria. She loves her children immensely and loves to teach them how to hone their unique forms of magic. While she may be taller and more mysterious, not divulging into her past, she does offer her children affection when she comes to see them.

She is a virgin goddess, but she can create her children using magic and different elements of nature. This, along with some of the blood from her lover, creates the newborn demigod baby.

CABIN:

Her cabin is made out of dark wood, with some rocks at the bottom for foundation. The walls are painted purple and two green torch-flames sit outside the door. The door has Hecate’s three faces carved into it. The cabin has been blessed and protected by the different plants grown around it, including some of the magical herbs that were grown from Kronos’ blood. The cabin is blessed to not be destroyed from the outside. In the busier months at Camp Empeiria, some children of Hecate and Hermes have been known to set up a small stand for potions outside the cabin.

Inside, the cabin is very cluttered with different tools for magic and potions. Not a single space is clear, and everyone uses the space to set up different things. It is considered very messy, even when things are “put where they belong.” There are stains on the walls from potions and magic that glow slightly at night. There is a pet polecat that lives somewhere in the cabin. There are books, vials, potions, flowers, and other ingredients found everywhere, with dried flowers being hung, candles being lit on windowsills, and tons of different books on the history of magic.

CABIN CULTURE:

The cabin has been close with the Hermes children, as they also share powers related to paths, language, and travel. They also share an alliance with the Hypnos children, who give them Lethe water to help aid potion creation. Together, the three cabins team up for many different Camp activities, and friendships are made between them.

The older children of Hecate, who were in the Titan Army, are very protective of their siblings. This level of protection is passed down through the other cabin counselors of Hecate. They are encouraged to help their siblings with magic, though this can lead to the cabin getting rather noisy at its most full. Many talk over each other, and interruption is common.

Demigods who get overwhelmed by the noise are able to go and get some space outside, though they may also have to deal with any onlookers watching them practice. The cabin tends to be more chaotic during the later hours of the day, so going to practice earlier in the morning can be helpful.

Every other month, Hecate comes to teach her children magic by the light of the month’s full moon. She is able to give them advice and help them find clues from different aspects of nature, as well as teach them about how different magical ingredients grow at different times of the year. This allows her also to catch up with her children, and be in a very comfortable spot for all of them to practice magic together without worrying about many of the other demigod dangers.

SOME POTENTIAL POWERS:

Mageia (Witchcraft)

Shadow-travel

Manipulation of the Mist

Umbrakinesis

Zoolingualism with polecats

Limited necromancy

Enhanced strength and speed at night

Reblog or @/ this blog if it inspires you to make your own child of Hecate! Thank you @themythicalgeek for the request!