6 And 12 Lucerys

6 and 12 lucerys

gift you the world

a/n : hope you enjoy this, and apologies if it's a bit rushed in the end !! written at my favourite hour : 3 am. 😌💕

summary : request/prompts word count: 1.1k

characters included : lucerys, reader/you.

genre : fluff. prompt/scenario(s): — 6. “would you fancy to sleep with me tonight, in my bed?” “only if we cuddle.” — 12. “i wish i could gift you the sun, the stars, the moon, and all the planets that exist.”

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A vivid orange tone formed a line on the pastel coloured sky as the sun slowly disappeared from sight; the windy breeze gently hitting on the leaves of the Castle garden's tree – where you were currently sitting under – and occasionally, some leaves fell on top of your lap, while others fell on top of the book you were currently reading, as your boyfriend rested his head on your lap. Lucerys wasn't precisely sleeping, just resting from his everyday Princeling duties, and enjoying your tranquil presence.

Distracting yourself from the book, your eyes lowered to his face, and a smile curved on the corner of your lips at how calm he seemed to be, as the warm brightness of the leisurely disappearing sun highlightened his face. Your fingers descended from the smooth, fine book page, and slowly made it's way to tenderly tracing his jawline. “Enjoying the moment, my Prince?” you asked as your fingertips gently explored his face in a loving way, as his eyes fluttered open. “I always enjoy the moment when you're with me, Issa jorrāelagon (my love)” his cheeks glistened with a warm crimson colour, the corner of his lips rose both upwards at the feeling of your fingers softly tracing his features. Despite having been together for 3 full moons now, his heart always fluttered with love every time you touched his face – or gave him any type of physical contact – and always quite lost himself on the way you so graciously smiled at him.

Before you could reply anything, Luke spoke once again, “I was thinking,” he began, making you slightly tilt your head at what he was going to say. The flustering on his face grew, as a minor anxiety rose on his chest at what your answer would be for the following question: “Would you fancy to sleep with me tonight, in my bed?” he inquired, looking deep into your eyes. A rosy blush crept on your cheeks at his comment, and you sweetly chuckled at him. You slightly lowered your head towards him, and placed a quick peck on his lips, as your hand still remained on his face. “Only if we cuddle.” you lowly replied, as you took a few seconds to admire his face; his hazel eyes gleaming with relief – and rapture – at your answer, as well as goofily smiling absolutely dumbfounded by how perfect you were.

“Perfect.” finally sitting up from where he was resting, his voice quivered with excitement at your reply as he answered back. “I should get going now,” as he spoke, he looked back into the sky, who had rapidly turned into an early dusk, as the chirping of crickets was beginning to be heard. “But I'll see you in my chamber later, Gevie (beautiful).” his hands cupped both your cheeks, and he mimicked your previous actions as he now was the one to give you a quick peck on your lips. The tender, loving little kiss as well as the Valyrian nicknames he gave you was enough to fluster your whole face, and causing you to smile in middle of the quick kiss. Luke then stood up, and you both waved each other goodbye as he returned back inside the Castle – you watched him leave, and gently closed the book, preparing yourself to get back inside as well.

A smile was still formed on your face, becoming even more rapturous – and a bit of a toothy type of grin – at the thought of being able to warmly cuddle together on his bed.

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Silently snickering to yourself, you tried to knock on the wooden door of Lucerys' chamber as quietly as possible – being already dressed in your nightgown, and ready to have some cuddling moments with your beloved boyfriend. It was as if he had been prepared the whole time for you to show up on his door and enter, as he swiftly opened it seconds later after you knocked; giving you the warmest and broadest smile that anyone could ever possibly give you.

As soon as you quickly entered on his chamber, he closed the door, and turned back to you: “you have no idea how I've been longing for this moment since I entered back in the Castle, jorrāelagon (dear).” he quietly spoke, tackling you into a tight hug, as his lips immediatly smooched your cheeks with several needy kisses. One of your hands quickly went to his brunette curls, playing with them, and the other one cupped his cheek as your own lips found his, and placed a longer, yet softer kiss on them. “As so have I, my Lordling.” you slightly broke the kiss, and spoke as you were still inches away from each other. “So, let's not wait any longer than we already have.” placing a quick last kiss on his lips, the hand that cupped his cheek lowered to grab his hand, and guided him to his bed.

The two of you sat on random sides of the bed, and immediatly covered each other's bodies with the warm sheets. You scooted as close as you could to each other, and he embraced your body with his arms, placing your head on his chest; listening to the soothing sound of his heartbeat, which pounded with pure fervid love for you. His hands tenderly rubbed your back, as he placed dozens of small kisses on your head. “Gods,” he spoke in the middle of the kisses, “I wish I could gift you the sun, the stars, the moon, and all the planets that exist.” he sleepily mumbled, resting his chin on your head as he kept rubbing your back up and down. You felt as you could melt right there under his touch, and at the warmth of the moment; “I love you very much, Lucerys Velaryon.” your now heavy eyelids began fluttering shut as his hands explored your back, and occasionally played with your hair.

“And I love you very much as well.” Luke replied, his hand now resting on your scalp, keeping you closer to his body. “ēdrugon sȳrī (sleep well), princess.” placing a last kiss on the top of your head, his eyes fluttered shut as well, and slowly drifted off to sleep keeping you tightly cuddled close to his body, and had you wrapped around his bed sheets. As your head was pressed against his chest, a broad smile formed on your lips upon hearing some soft snoring immediatly a few minutes after he closed his eyes. You truly considered yourself a lucky girl, especially because of how caring for, and gentle with you he was – and you knew, that you would be forever safe and protected by his side, and constantly embraced in a warm, free from any mundane stains type of love.

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My new title is, 'stealer of school books'

a cake for the victor

lucerys velaryon x reader

Summary: lucerys is known to many, but few know his affinity for sweetness. worn out after training with jacaerys, he gets the best reward: his beloved and cake.

Warnings: mentions of food and spraying someone with crumbs + a tiny sprinkle of aemond slander in u squint

Psst: how tf do u write lucerys plural or possessive??? Just lucerys?? lucerys’ wtf– also definitely not projecting my love for cheesecake onto my bb boy. Btw if you see typos just know im crying inside abt them

Word count: 1.2k :00

The sun was bright upon Dragonstone, its heated rays casting a foggy aura around the island. Many wished to visit the sea and cool off or stay indoors to prevent the sunburns that the weather would cause. Alas, for the young princes, it was training day.

Metal clashed, tunics were nearly cut and loud shouts sounded from a small beach. Brown curls ducked as a sword slashed near, only to trip over a stone and fall back onto the sand. A grunt came from the boy, letting go of his sword out of surprise. “Oh gods, are you alright?” Jacaerys said, reaching for his brother. Lucerys, the boy now on his elbows covered in sand, waved his brother off, “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Twas only a slip.”

His brother looked unconvinced, his brows raised in questioning. Lucerys only handed him his sword, “I think that's where I end our training today. This heat is getting to me.” It was true, every hour they spent in the blistering heat, Lucerys’ headache grew worse. It felt as though someone was throwing rocks at his head and would not stop.

Jacaerys picked up Lucerys sword, “I’ll meet you there, don't rush, okay?” He sounded like mother. “Yes, yes! Now bugger off!!” Lucerys waved him off yet again, this time more forceful and playfully. As he stood, he heard his brother yell as he walked home, “Don't get washed away!”

Lucerys sighed and laughed inwardly, putting his hands on his hips and shaking his head. Brushing back his curls, he decided to go for a walk along the shoreline. The sound of the waves, he believed, would help soothe his headache.

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Later that day, the sun decided to mellow its relentless heat. Clouds began to gather in the sky, bringing shade for people to enjoy. Lucerys still walked, enjoying the breeze the clouds brought. It was so serene, only the ocean beside him and the birds above made noise.

Looking up, Lucerys saw a gull above him. He smiled, wondering what it was like to be in the air constantly. Although he had Arrax and went flying every other day, he wondered what it would feel like to fly alone without assistance. He watched as the gull took a look at him and screeched, flying down into the ocean. Lucerys sighed and closed his eyes, breathing in the sea air.

“There you are!!”

A loud shout came from his right. Opening his eyes, he turned towards the voice, the wind blowing his hair into his eyes. Vaguely, he could see someone running towards him, their dress flowing as they held a basket in their hands. When you reached his side, you could only laugh at the sight.

“You look like a mop.”

It wasn't like you were wrong. His hair was curly, brown and all over his face. Lucerys pouted, finally managing to brush out his hair from his eyes. “You are so horrible.”

You only smiled, laughing under your breath. You held your arm out, indicating for him to lace his arm through the gap. Holding the basket in your other hand, Lucerys joined arms and walked with you.

Your breath hadn't returned to you fully yet, your lungs heaving still. You had ran to the kitchens as soon as Jacaerys had told you of Luke’s fall. Plucking treats the kitchen staff turned a blind eye to and stashing them away in a woven basket, you had hastily made your way to the beach to find your wandering love.

“Did you run to find me?” Lucerys asked, having picked up on the obvious fact that you were out of breath. You nodded, taking deep breaths. “Yes, I couldn't just let you wander the beach alone. So naturally, I had to follow.” Luke smiled at you, “Any other reason?”

“Well. Let's just say the Septa was a pain in my backside.” You giggled to yourselves, resting your heads together as you walked. Soon, the two of you chose to sit under the cliff, shade now resting underneath. Laying out the cloak you stole from one of the sleeping guards, you began to sieve through the basket.

“Now, you are very lucky Mr,” you twirled your finger in front of Lucerys face, ”I almost got caught taking this, so you better appreciate my hard work! Now, close your eyes!” Lucerys was puzzled, “This food is so grand I must close my eyes?” He chuckled. “Yes, do it before I pluck them out and make you look like your uncle.” That shut him up quickly and his eyes were closed.

Lucerys heard cloth unravel and felt a weight upon his lap. Furrowing his brows and smiling to himself, he thought of all the possible things you could have gifted him. Most thoughts were.. Quite strange. You tapped him, “Go on, open up!”

His brown eyes fluttered open, becoming wide as he stared at his lap. There before him lay a slice of cake. This wasn't just any cake, no no no. It was Lucerys favourite; Cheesecake. A smile quickly adorned his face as he moved the cheesecake off of him, placing his hands on your face and surging forwards, placing kiss after kiss on your cheeks. “Thank you, thank you, thank youuuu!!” He cried between kisses, his smile still wide. You giggled and swatted him, “As much as I love the attention, you best eat your cake before a gull steals it!”

Settling, he placed one last kiss on your forehead before picking up his cake, happily munching down and moaning at the taste. You watched him calmly, a smile graced your face too. You hadn't brought any food for yourself seeing as you had eaten before you began your marathon down the steps of the castle to find your beloved.

Lucerys saw this and wiped his mouth, “Where is your piece?” He asked, placing his hand over his mouth so he didn't spray you with crumbs. “Didn’t bring any apart from that.” You said blatantly. Lucerys looked gobsmacked, you bring him a cake and nothing for yourself?!

Making a sound of disagreement, he held the rest of the cake out to you, “Have it!!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

“YES!!”

Before you could scream another ‘no’, Lucerys scoffed the rest of the cake before kissing you. It surprised you and caused you to fall back upon the sand, Lucerys now on top of you. You lay there for a few moments, hands holding each other's faces and chasing each other’s lips until you lost your breath. When you finally separated, you made a face of disdain as you said, “I want cake now.”

Lucerys laughed, his hands drawing circles on your cheeks, “My evil plan has worked!”

Shoving his chest playfully, you meekly asked, “Can we go see if there's any left?” Lucerys pulled you to your feet and began to shove the cake cloth and the knight's cloak into the basket, “We might have a chance to get the scraps if we run.” You both burst out laughing as you legged it back to the castle, holding hands tightly and praying Jacaerys hadn't scoffed it all.