Hmmm Gwayne Who Captures A Member Of Team Black When Hes With Criston. She Was Flying Above When She

Hmmm… Gwayne who captures a member of team black when he’s with Criston. She was flying above when she spotted the green army, unable to help herself flying lower, keen to investigate. The green army launched a weapon at the girl and hit her dragon, the pair plummeting to the hard ground before them. The young girl was taken to the temporary green camp, only for Criston to recognise who she was - she is far too valuable to let go. Her dragon was hurt too, and the girl was stuck in the camp with no way to communicate with her family. Luckily, Gwayne takes pity on the girl.

The whole camp turns wide-eyed towards the tent of the Hightower son, loud cries and moans echoing through the fabric as he ravishes the younger girl. He’s got her under him, face pressed into the furs as he thrusts in and out of her sopping cunt. He’d spent time pushing his fingers in and out of her first to warm her up - he was chivalrous after all. Gwayne’s toned upper body glistened with sweat as he continues his rough pace, reaching down to hold up the hips of the girl. He doesn’t know how many times she’s cum yet, but she’s squeezing him so tightly he knows he’s close to his own release. He feels her clench around him once more as his hips falter, pushing his cum deep inside her cunt. The younger girl pants below him as he looks down triumphantly, her cunt dribbling his seed out slowly.

Rhaenyra receives a letter a day later from Alicent telling of her of the capture of a member of Team Black, the sweet girl’s presence on Dragonstone already greatly missed. Rhaenyra had been worried sick. She doesn’t tell her council of the girl’s fate, Alicent having hinted at her brother’s growing obsession with the girl he keeps in his tent.

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Camp bride trope is the hottest oopsie ;)

He would even let her visit her precious dragon as a way of controlling the sweet girl and keeping her under his thumb.

He has so much pent up energy after being in camp for months now and Gwayne has no intention of ever letting her go now. Especially as her mind is slowly softening and she cuddles against his chest in the cold evenings.

He has her against him completely; his fat cock pushed in her weeping pussy as he rocks his hips throughout the night

Little Knight

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Gwayne Hightower Couple - Gwayne X Reader Reader - Visenya Hightower (Daughter of Rhaenyra and Wife of Gwayne) Rating - 15 Word Count - 1715

Requested -

Hello Miss Witch, me again! Can I request again in your “Boys Yet To Have Books” please? I really love the Oscar Tully I requested, how you write it is simply divine! But now I’d like to request a Gwayne Hightower story. Wherein he is married to Rhaenyra’s sister named “Visenya” (many years after Alicent’s marriage to Viserys) to have a stronger bond between Hightower and Targaryen. But the thing is that they both resided in Old Town. They both had their first child, a girl the same age as Daeron and now expecting another one. No spice please, just Gwayne being the best husband and father ever, being really clingy and touchy, showering sweet words and kisses to his wife exactly like a simp haha. I am a million times grateful if you do this request, thank you! <33

Gwayne rides into the stables, pulling up and dismounting his horse bag slung over his shoulder. He tries to hurry his way inside fast and easy but finds the Maester pestering him as he walks

"Ser, Ser, A raven from your sister," The short man bobbles about following Gawyne around the yard,

Gwayne lets out a sigh, “What does my sister want?”

"She requests for you to take coach and begin the road to king's landing, Ser."

Gwayne grumbles, rubbing his forehead. “By the gods do I need to spell it out for her… no. I am not going to Kings Landing.”

"But Ser-" He began,

Gwayne held up his hand, stopping the man there. “What part of “no” are you unable to comprehend? I will not be going to that viper’s nest, I do not care for how much my sister begs and nags, nothing she can say will change my mind.” Gawyne sighed once more, "I will not risk such a movement, I will not do it. Visenya could begin her labours any day I will not risk taking her on the road in her condition much less to Kings Landing just to please my sister. Visenya will remain here, in our bed-chamber, with her maids and maesters while we wait for the baby. and I will be here. By her side."

The Maester began to argue more but at this,

“Do. Not. Push. Me.” Gwayne turned to face him, a growl upon his lips.

the Maester froze like a deer in the headlights at this, his legs going still and his lip quivering slightly as he nodded his head. The maester grumbled but relented, knowing he was not going to get any further than that, “Very well, ser, I shall inform your sister… again.”

Gwayne let out a scoff, running a hand through his hair in a bout of frustration. “I would not waste your birds on my sister… I’m certain she has a mind to flay you alive if you say “no” once more.” Gwayne heads inside the Hightower, heading up the many stairs to his chambers, already he felt a giddy smile as he opened the door.

The balcony doors open letting a soft breeze blow in from the sunset sea, the sweet canopy bed shaded by wooden screens. And there she lay Visenya his beloved wife. Long hair messy from her rest, wearing only her long white nightgown and her socks, her baby bump ripe and ready to pop any day. She hums softly as she slowly sews little baby clothes.

Gwayne stood in the doorway for a moment, watching her with a soft smile. He thanked the gods she was his, and questioned whatever luck he had been given for the brief time just to call her his own. He could have watched her forever, until Oldtown and the Hightower sank into the sea. But he moved further into the room, closing the doors behind him. He sets his bag down beside the bed, walking over and sitting on the edge. He looks at her sewing before his eyes move up to her face, his smile only growing. He presses a kiss to the top of her head, then her forehead, then her nose, then her lips, then her jaw, then her collar, then her chest, then her bump, where he finally stops. He reaches out, resting his hand on her belly, rubbing it softly with a gentle smile. “Are you working on the clothes again, my love?”

she nodded "Mhm, I made our little knight some little socks to warm his tiny toes,"

Gwayne chuckled softly, grinning at the thought of their child and their tiny little toes ripe for kisses and tickles, “How shall our little night shall be to have such tiny socks, why I could fit the whole knight in my sock,”

“And poison the poor lad,” she joked,

“You are cruel to me my love,” he teased giving her another kiss, “You know not yet if it is a boy or girl, love…”

"No, we shall have to be surprised."

Gwayne smiled softly, taking her hand in one of his and intertwining their fingers. “Indeed, though regardless, I’m certain they will be a gorgeous and strong child. They have us as parents, after all…”

she nodded with a giggle in agreement,

“And I spent the day in the Old Town gardens and I gathered you enough Moonblooms for a whole batch of soap.” He cooed glancing to his bag, “As soon as your hungry let me know and I will make it myself for you,”

“Thank you darling,” she cooed, "What did the maester want, he came looking for you earlier"

Gwayne let out a sigh, he laid down resting his head on her bump in such a way he could still look at her face, “Ummm have I ever told you how beautiful you are,”

“Yes you have,” she smiled, “Maseter… wanted… what?” She reminds,

“You know just staggeringly beautiful,”

“Gwayne!” she complained, “Don’t just avoid the topic,” She warns, “You are causing me distress,” She teased rubbing her belly,

“More ravens from my sister, demanding my presence in Kings’ Landing… I once again refused, I will not take you on the road with you in your current state. It is not fair to you, nor the babe.”

"You know she will not stop her asking until she feels the babe in her arms"

He let out another sigh, “I do not care how many ravens she sends, I will continue to refuse her. I will not risk you or our baby for my sister’s whims.” he explained, “It is three months ride to kings landing, swiftly and you are in no condition to travel for that long, let along be on any swift movements. Our babe will be born by the time we arrive and I will not risk you and our baby’s health to have your labours in the back of a coach. No. You will be here. With all the citadel’s maesters to aid you, all your handmaidens. And I by your side. In your own bed, with your own views, Visenya,” he took her hand in his holding it to his chest,

"But don't you want to take your beautiful wife, swollen heavy with your babe to court to show off?" she teased

Gwayne chuckled, bringing the back of her hand to his lips to press a kiss to the back of it.

“While seeing you in court would be wonderful, you are more important then any lords, ladies or my sister. You are my wife, my love, my Visenya.”

He shifted once more so he was lying partially on top of her, his body mostly on her side, his head now against her torso. He wrapped his arms around her waist, He listened to the sound of her breathing, the steady beat of her heart, and most importantly the sound of the little pitter-patter of their child’s own delicate little heartbeat. Everything was perfect, here in this moment in his mind, often he whispered sweet cooes to her and peppered her with kisses telling her and their baby how much he adores them,

Suddenly the door to the chamber flies open

"Did I miss it!" Lianna yelled in panic, standing at the door in her green gown, fresh from her library session with her cousin Daeron,

Gwayne nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden shout from the doorway, not expecting his daughter’s sudden appearance. The surprise was soon replaced with a sigh and a chuckled at the girl’s question. “Miss what, Lianna?”

"My baby brother!" She bolted over jumping onto their bed with excitement

Gwayne chuckled, shaking his head, his hands going to her little arms to prevent her from accidentally moving the bed too hard, knowing Visenya needed to be on her back most of the time these days. “Lianna, you’ve asked this every day for two months, and it’s always the same answer. Your brother has not arrived yet.”

"Why not?"

Gwayne sighed, smiling at his impatient, and at times, irritatingly stubborn daughter. “Because these things take time, sweetling. Give it another month or two, you’ll have your baby brother to dote on and bother all the time.”

lianna nodded, and pulled a bundle of flowers from her back "For you mama," She offered the flowers to Visenya,

"Awww thank you my sweet girl," she cooed taking the flowers from her, setting them in a vase beside the bed with the flowers’ Lianna brought her yesterday, but keeping one out to rub on her belly to soothe the little baby within,

Gwayne scooted over, The sight made him smile. Lianna was so sweet, though a handful at times. “Those are beautiful Lianna, you did well with them,”

“Lianna, would you like to feel your sibling move? I can feel our little knight right now…”

Lianna immediately came to rest her hands on Visenya's belly "I feel him! I feel him!"

Gwayne chuckled softly, watching Lianna rest her hands on her mother’s belly, a smile upon her face. He reached out, gently resting his own hand over Visenya’s stomach, smiling at the feeling of their child moving around in there. He could practically feel Lianna’s excitement, and he smiled softly at their daughter’s enthusiasm for the little one.

Visenya chuckled, placing her own hand over her Gwaynes, both of them now resting on her stomach.

“See? He’s a little knight indeed. He has been very active lately, moving around in there quite a lot.”

“Umm, I think he is almost ready to join us,” He smiled,

“I think so too,” 

Imagine Gwayne’s camp bride being Rhaenyra and criston’s daughter. That’s why Rhaenyra isn’t too stressed about her capture, she does not think Criston too cruel to kill his own blood. If anything her daughter is in the safest hands as compared to her brothers. And this is also why Gwayne takes her as sex slave/lover, he’s taunting Criston after sleeping with his sister.

She’s afraid of Criston because they have never bonded, she thinks he hates her

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Gwayne takes her as sex slave/lover, he’s taunting Criston after sleeping with his sister.

I love him your honour. He is so wild and we love him oopsie.

Unfortunately for Rhaenyra it does indeed backfire as now Criston can be a father to her..if not unconventional.

My parents

Aegon the Conqueror who takes a Stark girl as his prize when he conquers the north. His sister-wives hate it, and yet, he brings the girl back to Kings Landing and spends much of his time with her. He’s only been around Targaryens for most of his life and she’s so refreshing. It doesn’t matter to him that she cries each night for her family, or begs him to let her go. She’s his now. She used to be a princess, and now he has her locked in a castle never to be allowed to move without him by her side. He keeps Visenya away from her but occasionally lets Rhaenys in to keep the girl company.

He tries to restrain himself at the start, but soon he begins dressing the Stark in flimsier dresses and giving her sheerer nightgowns. He begins walking in on her baths. Until one day, he simply walks in and flips her over on her bed. She has little time to react as Aegon begins to line his cock up with her cunt, and then he’s pushing in. The girl cries out as he forces himself inside her further, her cunt so tight. He has to pull out and use spit to lubricate himself, so he can finally bottom out. Aegon looks down at the girl, revelling in the way she’s gasping as he begins to move. Soon he feels her staring to clench around him as she grows wetter and he grins at the sight of a ring of cream forming at the base of his cock. She tries to hide her face in the mattress as he thrusts faster but Aegon’s pulling her up by her hair, wishing to hear the pretty moans escaping her plump lips. Soon he feels her clench around him impossibly tight as she cums around his cock and he follows suit shortly after, groaning as he pumps her full of his hot white cum. He doesn’t pull out as he rolls them into a spooning position, the girl cuddled up to his chest as she silently cries. Aegon doesn’t feel bad about it. She cries every night she is here anyway, so what’s another night.

The Stark girl wakes up from her slumber to feel Aegon’s thick cock moving slowly inside her again and all she can do is part her legs wider, the King squeezing at her breasts as he kisses down her neck. He was the King - what could she do?

Oh the poor puppy is going to be taken so well. Her body shaking at the intense pleasure as she feels so full with his fat cock pushed deep inside her. Its all too much.

Aegon does not desire to remove himself from her. His hot mouth soon taking her pretty nipple and began to suck; mind already thinking of them being filled of milk for him to take. His larger hand reaches for her arse to palm as he brings her impossibly closer.

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Imagine the poor girl being really heartbroken and defiant when she’s rescued. Begging the queen to spare his life, the knight had been nothing but loving and protective of her.

Gwayne is the type of lover to have a princess threatening to runaway or harm herself if she’s away from him.

Oh how Daemon is seething in anger as Gwayne plays the knight in shining armour . His pretty Princess completely obsessed ..and it does not help that she has a babe in her arms..already