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Surfeit of Thorns ➢ Aegon II Targaryen

synopsis :: As his twin you’d always had strong bond with your older brother Aegon, understanding one another in a way many could not comprehend. However, when the king passes and others push for his right to the iron throne, you’re left wondering if anything was truly as you believed it to be.

pairing: Aegon ii Targaryen x twin!Reader

warning(s): targcest, angsty, fem!reader, aegon gets horny when sad, switches galore, SMUT, no beta we die like stannis

note: Here’s my first piece of work for hotd, I truly hope you all enjoy it! I’m still fleshing out the characters so go easy on me. Of course likes, reblogs & comments are always welcome. Requests are currently open so feel free to send a raven!

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𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐔

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; there’s not enough cute stuff with aegon, so here is a little something! thank you so much to the amazing person who requested this :”) it gets suggestive at times but there’s no explicit smut ♡

• As a lazy and irresponsible college student, Aegon would attend frat parties every night. It ruined his grades — his GPA was dangerously low — but he couldn’t bring himself to care. There was no way in hell he was going to wake up with a hangover and complete a bullshit homework assignment on Canvas. He was the type of guy to pre-game a big ass party.

• Instead of doing schoolwork, Aegon would rather spend the day rotting in bed, bundled in a college sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. So he did. And he sure as hell enjoyed it, almost as much as he enjoyed women.

• Before your relationship, Aegon was the biggest fuckboy. He never even thought of being committed to someone; he liked being able to sleep with whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted — no strings attached. He was with a different sorority girl every night. Hookups were elite in his eyes.

• And the thing about being wealthy? It was easy to find a girl to fuck. They were always interested in his money, his clothes, his possessions; he could be the biggest douche and still get laid.

• But you, the girl in the one class he forced himself to go to, were the only one who didn’t fall for it. And it annoyed the shit out of him.

• Aegon quickly became determined on winning your affections. The man always found (or made) reasons to be close to you; chatting with you out of the blue or just shoving his way into conversations. He was able to convince your friend to give him your Snap, and he started texting you from then on.

• And to his surprise? You were a decent person to talk to. Not like the other incompetent and annoying girls he’s spoken with (at least that’s how he’d describe them).

• Eventually, Aegon started to anticipate texting you every day. He told himself that it was because he wanted to fuck you, convinced himself that the feeling would go away once he got you in bed and ghosted you after. It was lust — there’s no way it’s anything more. He will never form emotional attachments.

• So, naturally, Aegon is really fucking surprised when he wakes up one morning and realizes he has a crush on you. And really, really surprised when you actually ask him out. Aegon tries to play it cool, to act indifferent. He just shrugs and pretends to think about it… when he actually has already made up his mind. He says yes, of course.

• Once you two start dating, Aegon finds himself a bit confused on how to be a good “boyfriend.” He’s never been in a relationship before and it’s strange. You give him a kindness he isn’t used to receiving, which is successful in throwing him off-kilter.

• Soon after, Aegon tries to stop referring to all women as “whores.” You’re the exception, apparently. Sometimes he slips up, but corrects himself when you give him an intimidating stare. Much like the rest of him, it’s a work in progress.

• He stops going to parties as often. But when he does go, he has you by his side at all times. His hand is either around your waist or his arm is looped around your shoulders, keeping you close.

• Aegon is possessive as hell. God forbid any other man looks at you. This man glares at pretty much any male that is facing your direction. Honestly, he never knew he could be the jealous type. He always prided himself in not giving a fuck. But when it comes to you? He gives too many.

• Soon, you help him sober up. He actually softens a bit more as a result (just don’t tell his younger brother).

• Speaking of, Aegon brags about you to Aemond a lot — though he limits this to the sexual aspects of your relationship because he’s that petty.

• When you meet his family for the first time though, Aegon keeps you away from Aemond at any time possible. He doesn’t want his brother’s eye on you at all.

• He even gets a bit jealous when you hang out with Helaena. It quickly makes him realize that he likes your attention on him and only him.

• It turns out that Aegon is big on physical affection, though he would never admit it. When you come over to his place, he is automatically pulling you onto the mattress with him to snuggle. He’ll spend a lot of time running a hand up and down your thigh, whispering to you about how pretty you smell, or how much he missed you all day. It’s one of the times he really lets his guard down. This man can actually be pretty romantic when he wants.

• Aegon mostly enjoys having you curled up into his side, your head on his chest, and listening to you laugh at the dumbest tiktoks. He always asks why you watch the weirdest “shit,” but sometimes he has to hide a smile behind a hand.

• Whenever Aegon plays video games, he likes it when you straddle him in his chair and just sit there, your nose tucked into his neck. It makes him feel like you want his presence, and don’t just put up with it. It only lasts for a minute or so though because he gets too horny. Expect to be pinned on the bed after that

• When you ask him to start studying for classes, Aegon frowns and tells you about how dumb it is. But then you stare at him with those pretty eyes of yours, and he is somehow convinced to open up a textbook and at least pretend to read.

• With your support, Aegon tries to catch up on his missing assignments. He says it’s because his mom is making him, but really, he’s scared he’s going to get kicked out of the university and not see you. He starts going to classes again (kinda).

• You want something? Aegon is going to do his absolute best to make that happen for you, even if he ruins other people’s lives in the process. The dedication is top tier. He’s going to spoil your ass until the end of time.

• He rants to you about his day, every day. There’s always something that pisses him off and it’s super funny.

• You’re the only person who can calm him down whenever he’s upset or overwhelmed. His mother considers it a talent.

• Surprisingly, Aegon starts remembering your favorite snacks. If he’s out somewhere, he’s going to grab something for you in the check-out line.

• When it comes to take-out food (Aegon’s absolute favorite thing on planet earth), he’s giving you a text asking what you want. Even if you say you don’t want anything, expect him to walk into your apartment and toss a Mcdonald’s bag at your head, grunting out a stern “eat.” It’s all love, of course.

• Aegon learns how to have restraint when he’s with you. You call him out when he’s acting too brash or being too inappropriate with his words. You teach him many, many things. Despite how much he tells you to stop “nagging him,” he becomes appreciative of it.

• Besides physical affection, his love language in terms of receiving is words of affirmation. He craves verbal reassurance: tell him sweet things, how lovely he is, how amazing he's doing in school, how much you love him. The amount a little reassurance can do to this man’s confidence…

• Aegon begins to trust you with lots of things. He becomes more open: he confides in you often. He even lets you in on the fact that his mother forced him to go to college, that he never wanted to be here. When you comforted him afterwards — and didn’t side with his mom — he was officially wrapped around your finger.

• Aegon kisses you a ton. He swears your lips are always beckoning him in some way.

• His signature way of kissing you is having a hand on the back of your neck and drawing you in, licking his way into your mouth. Aegon compliments you between the kisses he places on your neck, whispering about how beautiful you are, how you drive him insane.

• A very messy kisser by the way. Gentleness is not his forté!

• PDA doesn’t frighten Aegon; he loves showing you off. Sometimes he’ll try to start a make-out session with you in random places.

• This man has no shame — except when it comes to holding hands. It embarrasses him for some reason. Perhaps it’s because it’s too soft for his liking, too intimate, and it makes him feel less of that ‘i don’t give a fuck’ type of guy. He eventually comes to love it though. It gets to the point where his hand is always seeking out yours.

• Aegon even got offended once when you jokingly said no to holding hands. He refused to continue walking through the store until you intertwined your fingers together. The second you finally do so, he’s scowling and huffing under a breath, “you are the bane of my fucking existence.” There’s no real malice to it though ♡

• When you are laying in bed or on the sofa together, Aegon gives you one of his AirPods so you can listen to the same music.

• Another fact: Aegon carries something of yours on him at all times. Usually he’ll have your chapstick in his sweatshirt pocket.

• His favorite thing? When he lays his head on your lap and you play with the soft waves of his hair. It’s so relaxing — sometimes he’ll fall asleep like that and drool on your leg (expect him to get snarky and deny that he did it once he wakes up).

• Aegon is really bad at answering other people’s texts except yours. When he gets a notif from his mother or grandfather, he immediately swipes it away. But the second your contact name pops up? He’s clicking the notification in 1.2 seconds to respond. It doesn’t feel like a chore to talk to you.

• He’s a hypocrite too. He’ll say birthdays are stupid, yet he has yours marked on his phone calendar. Don’t tell him you noticed though or else he’ll delete it out of embarrassment.

• Aegon will hold you hostage in bed in the mornings. He’s not a morning person at all — something he somehow makes your problem. He wraps you up in his arms as you try to slink out from the sheets and buries his face into your hair. When you tell him you have an early class and you’ll be late, he just grumbles and tightens his hold on you. His morning voice is so pretty, all deep and gruff as he mumbles a slurred, “five more minutes.”

• Sometimes he’ll take your hand and softly kiss your knuckles in the morning, half-asleep with his hair a mess :”)

• At some point in the relationship, Aegon will go out to buy you pads or tampons. It’s the worst fucking thing to him, but you manage to convince him every time. He puts his hoodie up and his sunglasses on in a poor attempt at a disguise, standing in the feminine hygiene aisle for five minutes. There’s so many different sizes of pads and tampons that he gets super confused. He literally wants to die as he pulls out his phone to text, “what size cunt are u”

• He likes showering with you. He claims he does it to ‘save water,’ but you know he doesn’t give a shit about the planet or being eco-friendly. He just likes the feeling of your nails scrubbing shampoo into his scalp and wants to have lots of shower sex.

• Aegon may be in a relationship now and drink less, but his libido remains as high as ever. He seeks you out quite often, and will fuck you whenever there’s a chance. Every night usually ends with you both hooking up.

• Aegon never gave a shit about pleasuring the girls he used to fuck — he was very selfish — but he quickly becomes focused on your pleasure as well. The girls who he slept with in his youth taught him well, allowed him to learn how to navigate a woman's body; he’s extremely experienced in this realm.

• He’s the biggest tease on planet earth. Aegon will whisper in your ear about all the nasty shit he wants to do to you with the goal of getting you flustered. The smug grin on his face when he sees your pitiful reactions is the hottest thing.

• Sex with him is just *chefs kiss* (even the quickies)!!

• Aegon feels like he’s going to have a heart attack the first time you say you love him; it’s something that he has always needed to hear. Something that he has rarely ever heard, if at all. He almost wants to fucking cry. In that moment, Aegon knows you’ll be the death of him. He’s not good with words — so all he can do is pull you into a searing kiss and show you.

• Overall, Aegon is a loving boyfriend. Sometimes he can be very snarky and sarcastic, causing trouble here and there by rebelling against his family, but he tries to do his best :’)

Riding them

{ pairings } Aemond; Aegon; Jacaerys; Harwin x fem!reader

{ warnings } smut, allusions to breeding, vaginal sex

{ notes } still not use to writing smut like this so… sorry the word choice is weird.

Aemond Targaryen

His hair is damp, slick against his forehead as he moans against your neck.

He’s panting against you, “You like fucking yourself on my cock, don’t you?”

“Mhm!” you moan, unfocused as you continue to rise up and down his lengthy cock.

The quiet sound of your skin slapping against his as you plant your hips down on his, eliciting an especially loud groan from Aemond.

You ignore the ache of your thighs and speed up your pace, the need for aemond to finish like he’s made you finish grows strong and you speed up your pace.

“So good, so good,” Aemond moans.

You plant your right hand on Aemonds shoulder and slam your hips down, his cock reaching deeper inside you and you whimper. The pleasure in your stomach growing stronger.

“Aemond,” you moan, breathless.

His eye drift to you, hazy and full of lust. He leans forward and captures your lips in a soft kiss.

He brings his hand to your waist, guiding your hips as your pace falters and you near your climax.

His mouth latches on to your neck, sucking gently on your soft skin. He bucks his hips up, hitting your soft spot and the coil in your stomach snaps.

You slam your hips down and moan against his neck, clenching on his cock as he finishes, his warm seed painting your insides.

He huffs, soft pearls of sweat slide down his forehead.

The mixture of your finished pools at the base of his cock and you stay sat on him.

You pant, “let’s do that again,”

Aegon Targaryen

His bed breaks at the unrelenting pace you set, your hips slamming against his as you sink down on his cock, over and over again.

Your eyes roll back and you shut them tight, reeling in pleasure.

His mouth latches on to your right tit, sucking gently as he fondles your left one.

“Your cock feels- ah- so good!” You moan.

He grips the back of your neck, fingers lacing through your hair and he tugs your head back. His mouth leaves your chest and he leaves small wet pecks as he trails towards your neck.

His mouth latches on to the base of your neck, and you whimper slightly as his grip on your hair only tightens.

You clench around him as your near your finish, Aegon brings his hand down to your warm sopping cunt and rubs soft circles on your sensitive bud.

“Aegon!” You moan, “I’m goi-“

He interrupts you with a kiss, catching moan after moan as you continue to fuck yourself on his cock.

He pulls away from the kiss and a small line of spit connects your mouth.

You stare at him; his eye blown wide, his cheeks adorned with a red tint and his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath.

You clench around him as the coil in your lower stomach snaps, and you scream, his lips press against yours once more, muffling your cries.

You continue to ride him, milking him for the third time that night and small tears fall from your eyes, the overstimulation growing strong.

You part from his lips and your hips still, his cock still buried deep inside you.

“If that doesn’t,” he pants, “maybe to ensure you’ll carry my child. We should fuck again, just to be safe.”

Jacaerys Velaryon

He moans fill the room, eyes shut tight and his head rests against the soft pillow that lays on his bed.

Your hand stays on his lower stomach as you continues to fuck him.

His cock fills you nicely, your warm cunt hugging him tightly and you feel every part of him.

You furrow your brows, “you feel so good, Jace.”

“Yeah?” He groans.

“Mhm! I love you so… so much!” You whimper.

“I love- hah- I love you too!”

His cock twitches inside you and you bite your lip, Jace is lost in pleasure; his eyes tightly clamped together, his hand grabbing his beds sheets so tightly his knuckles turned white and his abs flexed as he tries not to prematurely finish.

The pleasure becomes overwhelming for him and he finishes, you follow quickly behind. Your hand clench into fists as you ride out your high, your pace never ending as you overstimulate both you and Jace, your moans grow higher and more airy.

Tears prickle at your eyes and you shut them tightly, small drops sliding down your face.

You smile as you stop your hips, your thigh gently shake as they grew use to your movement and Jace smiles.

“Your perfect,” he mumbles.

Harwin Strong

His arms wrap around your waist, guiding your hips and helping you fuck him.

Your chest is pushed agaisnt his and he kisses your neck, loud moans escaping your lips as he ruts up into your cunt.

You’ve long abandoned your original reason for seeing him, now your hell bent on seeing him finish while your on top.

His smile is wide as he pants loudly, incoherently moaning about how good you feel, how deep he’s in your cunt. You bring your hands to his shoulders and his biceps flex, your mouth practically waters at the sight.

The squelching sound of your wet fills the room, the lewdness makeong your cheeks flush and you look away from Harwin.

He grabs you by the jaw, still going your hips down with the free hand as he stares at you.

The intensity only adding to your pressure.

“Keep your eyes on me, I want to see your face as you fuck yourself on my cock.” He groans and a loud whimper escapes your lips.

You continue to look into his eyes as you resume your pace, his arms sliding off your waist as he reels in pleasure.

Your thighs burn but you continue to ride, his cock reaching deep parts of your he had never before, repeatedly hitting your soft spot.

Your toes curl and the tight pleasure burning at your cunt engulfs you. Your eyes shut quickly and you moan against Harwin, his hot seed filling you as you still.

You pant eyes opening to see Harwin’s head thrown back against the headboard of your bed, his hands gripping your thighs so tightly they would surely leave a bruise.

“That was,” you moan, “s-so good”

Aegon and Aemond sharing their little sister who’s married to Aemond. And maybe Aegon married off for an alliance, and when Alicent asks why Aegon has produced no children of his own, he just looks over at Aemond’s kids like “oh I have” lol. And no one can question the legitimacy bc the kids all look similar enough, their fathers are brothers.

Y/n's eye rolled into the back of her head, her body slumped between the two men, mouth open as Aemond fucked her mouth whilst Aegon smacked her behind as he pounded relentlessly into her. Aemond's hand gripped Y/n cheeks as he pushed harder down her throat, their younger sister gagging slightly as tears rushed down her face, strangled moans coming from her as she came for what seemed the hundredth time since they had entered her bed chambers. She felt raw as Aegon came in her again, his and Aemond's cum mixing inside her as he lazily thrust his semi hard cock into her, their cum oozing out from her greedy cunt. Aemond pulled out her mouth, jerked his hand on his cock before nodding at Aegon to move, pushing himself inside her gushing pussy, her body falling limp against the bed as Aegon chuckled at her wrecked state. Aemond following suit quickly, her pussy clenching tightly around him as she cried and begged him for anything and everything she could think of, feeling herself more full than ever. Aemond pulling out and forcing her onto her back, pillows underneath her to keep their cum in her, wanting another child to add to their hoard as they continuously bred her. Drool on her cheeks as she tried to stay awake, her hands out to pull her brothers to her, the two men sitting beside her as they praised her for taking them both so well.

Aegon left Y/n and Aemond's chambers, returning to his own with his wife asleep, groaning at the sight of her in his warm bed, instead choosing to sleep on the sofa bed near the fire. The next morning Alicent once again approached her son, sighing as he sat upon the throne, his eyes on his sister as Aemond kissed her lovingly as the court spoke aimlessly. "Aegon, you have been married now for almost 3 years, you have no heirs. You are king, if you do have any heirs the throne will pass to Aemond's children." Aegon rolled his eyes, sick of this conversation with his mother as he gave the same answer he always gave.

"Either way my children will be on the throne then." Alicent held her head as she turned and left, she was not blind, neither was the court but no one could question Y/n's children, nor who fathered them. They looked so alike, none of them differentiating but with two brothers impregnating her constantly, neither truly knowing whose cum had been the lucky one to cause the baby to grow, instead agreeing the children were all of theirs.

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Aegon II Targaryen x Reader (Daughter of Rhaenyra)

Summary: The twins are born. Aemond isn't by your side, but Aegon is.

Masterlist Serie

I still don't know when I'm going to finish writing chapter 5 but until then I'll leave you with this

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.

"Aegon what are you doing here?" Alicent asked in surprise as the door to your chambers opens and her firstborn entered.

As soon as the king heard the news that your waters had already broken, he ran to your chambers. He didn't know why exactly but something inside him told him that he had to be by your side. And he was glad to listen to that small voice when he saw how the tension in your face softened at the sight of him.

"How are you feeling?" He asked walking up to you.

"I had better days, your grace" you replied with a small smile. It won't matter that you were sweaty and your belly was giant. to Aegon, you still looked beautiful.

You stopped your walk and leaned against the wall. The maester had told you to walk around the room until it was time for your baby to come out.

"My king, the birthing bed is no place for men," the maester said earning a glare from Aegon.

"I am the king and I can be where I please" he replied scathingly "Besides, I came to support my niece in the name of my brother"

Your eyes blinked away the tears that were forming at the mention of Aemond. You had the stupid hope that your husband would return for the birth of his child.

"Aegon, this could go on for hours," Alicent said trying to convince him to leave "I'm sure you have more important things to do"

"I'm sure the council can handle it for a couple of hours" the king affirmed "It doesn't matter, I'll stay by your side until you finish" he promised looking into your eyes.

"Thank you" you whispered thinking for a brief moment to hug him but you didn't.

And neither Alicent nor the maester said they bothered to try again to get the king to leave, not wanting to face his wrath. They were also sure that sooner or later Aegon would leave. Both of them were surprised when he took your hand and started walking with you around the room for over an hour.

Alicent was telling you stories from when your uncles were babies in an attempt to distract you from the pain when at one point you get a contraction so strong it almost makes you fall on the floor, if it wasn't for Aegon catching you. They both helped you get into bed as comfortably as possible. Aegon didn't take his eyes off your face as the maester lifted your nightgown to see if you could start thrusting yet.

"You can push now, princess" the old man announced.

You began to push, crying out in pain as you clung to both Aegon's hand and Alicent's. She looked at her son expecting him at any moment to get up and leave the room. But he never did, he stayed by your side without letting go of your hand, from time to time making a little grimace because of the strength with which you were holding him but he never complained. She noted how Aegon's lavender eyes conveyed pure concern and pain. He looked like he was suffering from seeing you suffer.

"Princess, you must keep pushing," the maester asked when you stopped.

"I can't," you said tiredly "I can't do it" you repeated ignoring the midwives' words of encouragement.

"Y/n, I swear that all this pain will be worth it when you have your baby in your arms," Alicent said brushing the hair from your face.

"No, I can't do it" you repeated shaking your head "They're going to have to cut me open to get the baby out" you panicked and started crying. You were scared, you wanted your mother by your side, you wanted her to tell you that everything would be okay. You didn't want to die yet, you wanted to see your mother and siblings again, you wanted to be there when Aemond came back and met your baby. But right now you didn't think you were capable of giving birth.

Aegon felt his heart break to see you in this state. You looked so hopeless. He couldn't bear to see you like this.

"Hey, hey, look at me, look at me" with his free hand he took your chin making you look at him "No one is going to open you" he promised, giving your hand a light squeeze, it was the only way he could show his support "I know you can do it. Do you hear me? You can do it. You're not alone" he could feel her mother's gaze but he didn't care, the only thing that mattered now was you "You have dragon blood in your veins. You are strong. You will beat the delivery bed "Your breathing calmed down and slowly the tears stopped flowing "Now I want you to push, you can lean on me, smash my hand and scream all you want but I need you to push" he smiled when you nodded.

Alicent couldn't help but be surprised and angry. A part of her was surprised by the softness in her firstborn's voice when speaking to you, she was grateful that he can comfort you but another part was furious with her son for being here, by your side when he was not together with Helaena when Jaehaerys and Jaehaera were born. Aegon was not there to calm his sister's fears.

Then you started to push again, you were sure that your screams should be heard throughout the castle but it didn't matter, today you would give birth. Aegon was right, you have the blood of the dragon and you weren't going to let the birthing bed kill you. You were going to live, you were going to see your baby grow, you'd be on your feet when Aemond got back and you'd introduce him to his child, and the both of you raise him together.

"I can already see the child's head, princess. Keep pushing" asked the maester and you did it. You had to make one last effort and you could already have your baby in your arms.

You kept pushing until you finally heard a cry from the baby. You were so relieved to hear that you let yourself lean against Aegon. He started stroking your back. You closed your eyes for a moment enjoying the sense of security and peace you felt. You smiled when you heard that he was a boy. You were about to ask for it so you could see it when you felt pain again making you groan, earning worried looks from your mother-in-law and brother-in-law.

"Princess, there is still another child" announced the maester surprised.

"Damn it Aemond. When I get back I won't let him touch me again" you said making the king laugh.

"Okay, princess, let's get this over with," Aegon said smiling and you couldn't help but smile back. You should hate him for stealing your mother's throne, but how could you hate him after he was by your side on the birthing bed? It was not his obligation, he was not your husband but he was still here, by your side, supporting you.

A couple more pushes and it didn't take long for another cry to be heard, this one much louder.

"Another boy, princess. Congratulations"

"Thank you all for being with me"

A few minutes later the midwives finished cleaning the children. They gave you one of your babies, Alicent was ready to take the other but the midwife gave it to the king.

Aegon didn't expect it but he took the baby without problems, it's not like it was the first time he had a child in his arms he was a father. He felt a lump begin to form in his throat as he remembered when he first lifted Jaehaerys. He decided to put those thoughts aside so as not to overshadow the happiness of the birth of your children.

"My little Aemon," you said looking tenderly at your son in your arms. You felt your heart full of love. Alicent was right. All the pain was worth seeing how she looked at you "I'm your mom" you smiled and left a kiss on her forehead. You still didn't want to let go but you could see your mother-in-law eager to pick up one of her grandchildren "Meet your grandmother" you gave her the baby.

Alicent was relieved to see that her grandson had Aemond's nose and violet eyes, which were darker than the king's. For a moment she had feared that Aegon's attitude was because they were actually his children.

"And what are you going to call this little guy?" Aegon asked as he rocked the baby. He already loved him, simply for being a part of you.

"Baelon" you replied with a smile feeling warmth seeing how he looked at your son "Now, I didn't want to interrupt your moment with your nephew but I would like to meet my son"

"I'm sorry" the king apologized with red cheeks before passing the boy to you.

"It's okay" you smiled at him before turning your full attention to your baby.

Alicent looked at the three of them and felt nauseated. You looked so happy as you spoke to Baelon and Aegon looked at you with such love, he had never seen that look in his eyes, the three of you quietly seemed like family. She felt sick when she realized her mistake when she denied the commitment between Helaena and Jacaerys and yours with Aegon. She remembered her firstborn complaining that he didn't want to marry his sister but you, that he loved you. She had thought it was a whim but now she could see it. Because only a man who truly loved you could look so happy while you carry another man's child. Any other man would be spiteful and jealous. But Aegon didn't, he loved you so much that he just wanted to see you well.

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Aegon Makes The Throne His

Pairing: Aegon Targaryen II x Reader

The first time he called you into the throne room, you were terrified, to say the least. "I've been waiting. Everyone out, and don't let anyone in."

The guards ushered the few people in the room towards the doors, with members of the Small Council objecting. "Your Grace we still have matters to discuss on-."

"Later," Aegon commanded. Being the king looked good on him. He had gained confidence and had a new power in his voice that made people listen to him for the first time in his life.

"Of course. Apologies, Your Grace." You were given pointed looks as they exited. Aegon spending his time with you had never been an issue before, but now that he was king and didn't care about making your relationship obvious, it was becoming a problem.

You had been Aegon’s lover long before he was king. You wondered if the day finally came when he realized he needed heirs and that being with the daughter of a lord from a lesser house wouldn’t be a suitable match. The queen mother was aware of your relationship and was relieved Aegon had found someone he cared about enough to be loyal to and was no longer leaving the Red Keep to whore around in brothels.

She made it very clear to you both that when the day came and Aegon was finally married, your relationship would end. The Queen didn’t expect Viserys to die so soon, though, and thought she’d have enough time to marry Aegon off before he became king.

Now that he was king, Aegon no longer had to listen to his mother, and he had no plans on marrying someone else and ending your relationship. You knew he loved you, but you were still worried, knowing that his mother held enough power to say a few kind words and make him crumble. His need for her approval and his desire for you were always at odds.

Aegon had been acting strange these past couple of days, and his ordering the guards to find and bring you to the throne room scared you.

"Come here, we need to talk." You obeyed him and approached the throne. You thought he was so ashamed of your relationship that he wanted you close so he could tell you as quietly as possible to leave. He didn't want to stain the famous throne room's walls by saying the words aloud.

Aegon was obsessed with you, and the thought of sending you away was something that would have never even crossed his mind. He stood up to face you, slightly tilting his head down to look at you. "Sit," he said, in a voice filled with more authority than you had ever heard come out of him.

You didn’t understand what he meant. Where were you supposed to sit—on the floor? He could see the confusion in your eyes and pointed to the throne. The Iron Throne.

Before you could even process what he had commanded, he had pushed you until you were sitting on it. It was widely known that the throne was uncomfortable to sit on and even cut people. There must be two identical thrones, because this didn’t feel that horrible.

Aegon knew exactly what you were thinking. "Better than you expected?"

You slowly nodded your head, still not sure what was going on or why he called you here in the middle of the day. Whenever you two were together, it was never when it was still light outside. Everyone knew about you, but no one ever said anything, at least not in front of you or Aegon.

Aegon examined the throne and looked down, smirking at you with a playful glint in his eye. "I've had the blacksmith sanding down the throne these past couple of days. The tips of the swords on the throne are dull now, they will no longer cut anyone. I wanted to surprise you. Is it to your liking?"

It truly wasn't as bad as you expected, but why did it matter if you liked it? You weren't ever going to be sitting on it. "Yes, it feels nice. I'm glad you won't be in pain."

"The blacksmith has done well then. He'll be paid generously for making my queen happy."

"You know I hate it when you say that."

"You shouldn't, only the gods know what the future holds," he tries to say innocently.

"Since when do you believe in the gods?"

"They whisper to me sometimes."

"And what do they say?" You replied.

"They tell me if I don't taste you soon, we'll all be damned to the seven hells. It's my duty as king to protect the realm."

Aegon got on his knees in front of you and began pulling your dress up. He took off his crown and laid it on your head. You tried to protest, but he told you to keep it safe for him. He put one of your legs on the armrest and the other over his shoulder, no matter how much he loved them, he needed your legs and his crown out of the way so he could have easier access to you.

It still wasn’t the most comfortable seat to be on, but once you felt the first glide of his tongue and lips covering your most sensitive area, all thoughts of discomfort left your mind. He hooked one arm around your thigh to stop you from squirming while using his free hand to slowly sink a finger inside of you.

"Gods, Aegon. More, I need more."

He added another finger, lazily moving them in and out while looking up at you to watch your face. "Good girl, let me hear you. I ordered everyone out for a reason, you know."

"That feels so—you feel so—I'm."

Aegon maneuvered his experienced hand in such a way that he could pump his fingers into you while using his thumb to rub your clit. You couldn't help the moans and praise leaving your lips, he always knew exactly what you needed. When you began reflexively moving your hips up to meet his fingers, he knew you were ready.

You didn’t even have time to blink before he was tearing your dress off and had you straddling his hips while he sat on the throne.

He smirked at you with his glossy, swollen lips, "That crown looks much better on you than it does on me, perhaps you should keep it."

"It's not really my color. I think I'm more of a gold girl, maybe that blacksmith of yours can make me something."

Aegon let out a chuckle. "Anything you want, say it, and it's yours." He didn’t complain when you removed the crown from your head and placed it back on him. He knew you got turned on seeing him wear it, that was the only reason he hadn’t fed it to Sunfyre.

His hands were roaming your body while you kissed and tasted yourself on his tongue. He loved it when you tasted yourself, even more so when he’d take his fingers straight out of you and make you suck them clean.

You fumbled with the laces of his pants, trying to free his cock. He was already hard and leaking, almost begging to be in you.

"Fuck." The moan that escaped his lips when you started grounding your hips into his was heavenly. He grabbed his cock and lined it up with your entrance. This was always his favorite part of sex, watching himself slowly disappear inside of you and feeling how hot and wet you always were. You and him becoming one. The feeling of you wrapped around him, contracting to fit his size, was something he’d never get used to or be willing to give up. It took everything in him to wait for you to get adjusted, but he’d never think about starting before you were ready.

You felt his hands spread over your thighs, massaging you as they slowly made their way to your ass, opening you up. "That's it, relax. You're taking me so well." The mixture of his firm and gentle touches made you melt into him, and the both of you could feel that you were ready.

His hands gripped your thighs and carefully raised you off his cock before bringing you back down. He left you in control of how fast you wanted to start out. You began rolling your hips into him, setting a steady pace. "You look so pretty when you ride me." Aegon sat there like a true king, watching you use him to pleasure yourself. He let you ride him for a couple minutes before he took over and lost himself in you.

You braced yourself, holding onto his shoulders, while he thrust his cock into you.

"Aegon," you breathed. You weren't capable of forming a coherent sentence. His name was the only thing you could think of, and he had no problem with that.

You were a moaning mess trying to match his pace, but no amount of strength would be enough to help you keep up with that man. He had been starving for your touch all day, he was relentless with his pounding.

Aegon reached between you and began rubbing fast circles on your clit, both of you rapidly approaching your release. He began furiously pumping his hips into you, his mind no longer in this dimension. Aegon always made sure you came first. He wasn't a gentleman, but he had some manners.

You finally let go, and you felt him come at the same time, his arms encircling you. "Mine," he said. Your cheek fell to his shoulder, fighting to catch your breath.

His seed was warm inside you, he always silently hoped the moon tea would fail and you would be with child, but he'd never say it.

Aegon's lips found your breasts, taking your left nipple into his mouth and sucking on it while massaging your right. He didn't care that you were still sensitive, when it came to you, his arousal could never be satisfied for long. He continued swirling his tongue around your nipple, lightly sinking his teeth into it. His right hand had already managed to find its way back down to your core and was softly stroking you. He liked how, after you came, the slightest of touches could make you clench around him. His eyes were closed, and he felt you instinctively pull him in deeper. "Such a greedy girl."

You sighed, he knew your body so well. He switched to your other breast, making sure to give them equal attention. You tangled your fingers in the back of his hair. It looked so beautiful, the silver shining in the daylight. You wished you got to see it like this more often, all you had was the glow from the fireplace or moonlight. His eyes were also a different shade than you had always thought they were. His beauty mixed with his tongue and fingers caressing you led you to your second release.

Aegon cursed as he felt you tighten around him again. He wished he could stay inside of you forever. He was king now, and you would be his queen, whether anyone liked it or not.

Aegon ii Targaryen x wife smut please??

a/n: I got two more of the same, so I'm just putting them all together lol Hope you all like it as always <3 feedback is always appreciated <3

***

Okay, okay, so he's a bit drunk, but has that ever bothered you before? Stumbling into your chambers late at night, the heat from the alcohol reddened his pale cheeks and kept him from standing upright. A long night of hopping from tavern to tavern, groping serving women, gambling all his coin away, and watching two men brawl in the street, Aegon craved the comfort of his bed. His brain felt slightly fuzzy from the ale he'd piled himself with, and he leaned against the first piece of furniture he reached. He shut his eyes for a moment, shaking his head, but this only made him dizzier.

"Rough night, my love?"

Aegon looked further into the chamber, where he saw the bath tub placed near the crackling fire. Your nakedness was the first thing he noticed. His eyes glued themselves to the tops of your breasts where the water surface began. Aegon fumbled with the clasp of his cloak, laughing softly at the sight of you. In his drunken haze, he'd forgotten the slight bump in the middle of the water. Your baby. His baby. The child you'd created together eight months ago swelled his wife's belly slowly but surely. The maester told him rigorous activity is to be avoided considering the princess's delicate condition, but Aegon could keep it gentle. Something about seeing you pregnant brought out a glow in you. It aroused him to see you full with his child; carrying the newest Targaryen born to his legacy. Another little dragonrider, like his brothers and sisters.

Four children later, and he still finds you to be the most desirable woman in all Seven Kingdoms. He might pinch a bottom or stare at naked breasts when in his eyeline, but no woman in the world compared to how you made him feel. Finally managing to discard his cloak, he tore off his stained shirt as he walked over to you. Messy, greasy waves of silver fell in his face, but he kept you in his sights.

"Nearly lost everything I had on me because a man got his second wind half way towards the end of a fight," he said, working on the strings of his breeches, but his fingers clumsily knotted them by accident. The heat of arousal started working its way through his lower half. "Then, I watched these two whores get into a fight over this old, fat lord who'd come walking in with pockets full of gold."

"So, it was exciting at least?"

"It was." He grunted to himself as he managed to undo the knot, "I wish you'd come. You haven't gone outside the keep in a long time." He snorted when he finally undid the lacings and tugged down the breeches. He saw your eyes twinkle at the sight of his flaccid dick. "I miss us going out together."

"You know I don't like leaving the keep when I'm pregnant," you said, your fingers trailing through the soapy water. "Besides, we have children now, Aegon. We can't run off into the city, frolicking around like two unhinged, shameless scoundrels anymore."

"I'd hardly call you a 'scoundrel'," he nearly fell down taking off his boots, but he kept himself firmly on the ground. Aegon specifically asked for a large tub when you finally married. He knelt beside the tub, using the edge to keep himself steady, "You were a goddess." He pushed hair from your face and stared at you fondly. "I remember the time we both went to The Blue Pearl, and we had sex with those Dornish twins?"

"Aegon," you giggled and patted his cheek, "How much have you had to drink?"

"Not enough that I can't get it up for you," he smirked, cupping your chin to kiss you. "I remember," he looked at you with lust in his eyes, "You laying right next to me as one girl kissed your lips and the other kissed your pretty cunt..." He briefly kissed you again. You never minded the wine or beer or ale on his lips. He put his hand in the lukewarm water, trying to find your thighs before asking, "Why is the water so tepid?"

"It's as hot as the maesters will allow."

"Dragons need heat," he said, running his hand on your belly. "Looks like you need me to keep warm."

"I'm pregnant, Aegon," you said between his kisses, "We're meant to take things gently."

"I'll give it to you gently, my love," he replied, pecking your lips. "Let me help you out. Our bed is warmer."

He lifted you to your feet, and removed the linen dress you'd worn into the tub. Your wet, naked body glistened in the fire light nearby. His eyes drank up the heavy curves of your body as it adapted to the new life growing inside you. Aegon brought you into his arms, slowly kissing you while he brought you towards the bed nearby. His body sobered up immediately at the possibility of bedding you. You rested back on the pillows, and he rested himself between your legs. He stayed bent over you, your belly keeping him at a distance, and kissed you deeply. He hardened when his hand found your breast, growing cold and hard from the recent change from warm to cold. He continued going down your neck to one nipple, and gave a soft peck.

"We did have some fun times, didn't we?" you sighed, running your hands in his hair while he started suckling your breast. "The horseback races are still my favorite."

"Especially when we're on the same horse," he said, "And my cock just happens to slide right inside you." He rolled his tongue over your hardened nipple, flicking it right over the center. "I don't think you ever came as hard or as quickly before."

"I couldn't help it," you giggled, grinding yourself into him so he whimpered on your skin. "Being in front of all those people, the horse galloping and bucking fast down the street, and having your hard cock buried in me...It felt even better when we stopped and you finished in me."

Aegon felt your sex brush lightly against his cock, and he couldn't help grinding back into you. Your lips found his again as you shifted around to grab him. It'd been too long. His body let him know that with how quickly the blood in his pumped through his member. He tried not fucking you during pregnancies, because they can be so delicate, but he can't help it tonight. Your breasts in his hands, your hand gliding over his shaft and your lips locked with his own, the fire inside him burned hot. Too hot. His tongue brushed up against yours as you opened your mouth for him; your soft moans went into his, and he replied with his own.

"The children?" he asked quickly, pecking at your chest again.

"All asleep," you told him. "Mya and I put them down hours ago."

This information encouraged him to go farther. Nothing ruined a moment more than being hilt-deep in your wife and one of your children barges in, crying about a nightmare. Aegon kissed down your body, stopping at the middle for extra kisses, before reaching the middle of your thighs. He ran his hands up and down them as he peppered kisses on your inner thighs. Your pussy, his favorite thing in the entire world, sat right in front of him. Aegon knew from the first time you made love that he'd never find another one like yours. He thought back to those Dornish twins, who lapped and sucked your clit while he slid his dick into your mouth. You two had many fun excursions into sexual deviance together, but nothing compared to a nice one-on-one with the light of his life. Finally, he ran his tongue over the very center when he felt you shudder in his hands. Your belly kept him from seeing your expressions, but this didn't matter. It was your sounds that aroused him. Aegon gyrated against his mattress while he traced his tongue lightly over each fold, before taking it in his mouth to suck on lightly. Every brush on the soft sheets made him groan into you, vibrating around your throbbing clit each time. Soon, he tasted your slick, juices on his tongue and went faster.

He then heard you giggle and looked up, "What? Are you not feeling anything?"

"No, no, keep going," you insisted, pushing his head down. "I was remembering the first time Mother caught you doing this to me..."

"Oh," he chuckled, getting back to business, "So do I. She was horrified. You'd think she'd never seen it before."

"To be fair," you sighed, eyes closed and head into the pillows, "I was sitting on the window ledge naked where anybody could see or hear me."

"That's what made it fun though," he smiled, kissing your soaked sex again. "I recall the sweet little noises you made while I did it," he hummed on you, "And how hard you came right when she walked in." He slipped a finger inside you without warning, which made you jerk for a moment before adjusting to his finger, "I also remember my jaw hurting after that."

"Well, if you'd been honest and told me that you had no idea what you were doing," you said, "We wouldn't have had that problem."

"I definitely know what I'm doing now, though, don't I?" He added a second finger and began pumping them into you while his thumb rubbed your clit. "Don't I, Wife? Don't I?"

"Yes, yes, you do!"

So much so it resulted in multiple pregnancies. Aegon continued humping the bed while fingering you. He listened to your whimpers and cries whenever he stopped, taking a break with his hand and using his mouth on you instead. He thought back to the first time he tasted you. He'd seen two women doing it in a brothel, and wanted to do it to you. It'd been your idea to do it on the window. He'd spent ages figuring out which spots made you squeal; what spots had you whimpering and begging him to stay there and keep going. When you finally climaxed, he didn't even notice his mother there. Aegon had been too caught up in his own satisfaction to care; right then, he knew he'd never want another one. He'd only crave yours.

The moment he couldn't take his own teasing anymore, he knelt in front of you and aligned himself with your body. He looked down to see you panting, licking your lips and pleading with him. He'd never seen a more beautiful sight before. In a swift movement, Aegon slid himself into your hole all the way to the base. Pinned deep inside you, he remained there a few seconds to enjoy your pussy throbbing. Your walls hugged his length, as if pulling him further in, and he could feel your clit wetting the pubic patch above. He loved every second of it. Aegon swore he could cum simply staying inside you long enough. But, judging by your winding hips, he knew what you wanted...what you needed. The last time had been so quick and so long ago, he wanted to take his time. He kept a gradual, gentle speed while he rubbed your clit with his hands: both his thumbs kept rubbing over it one after the other, massaging and keeping it hard while he rocked back and forth. As much as he enjoyed watching you squirm, he really wished to pound you into the bed.

"Do you still enjoy it?" you asked, pulling him down to you for a kiss.

"Enjoy what?" he asked in your kiss, "What? This?"

"Yes..."

"Of course, I do," he hooked his arms under your shoulders, bringing you even closer, and began bottoming up into you. "I love nothing more, in all fairness." He kissed along your jaw to your ear, "Why? Did you suddenly stop liking this?"

"I've had four children, Aegon."

"So?"

"Mother says it loosens up over time," your head tilted back as he started picking up his pace, "I worry...I worry one day I might not be tight enough-"

"-Trust me," he laughed, eyes closing as your pussy clenched him, "You are plenty tight for me, my love. Always have been. You'll get no complaints from me."

Staying pressed against you, looking at your face and kissing you, both of you came together. Your fingers intertwined with his at your sides, and your legs went around his waist to bring him even closer. The only time Aegon ever felt close to anyone; the only time his heart and mind became one with another person was when he was with you. All thoughts of his drunken night in King's Landing faded away at the arrival of your trembling, shaking, hard orgasm. You chanting his name as he kept the right rhythm was better than any tune a bard can sing. Aegon withdrew in time to avoid finishing within you, letting it spill onto your thigh inside while he buried his face into the pillow to muffle his groans.

The post-orgasm glow came in the form of soft kisses and cuddling naked on the bed. He'd clean you up later, of course, but right then he wanted to hold you. You two did not have moments like this very often; there's usually a child nearby or about to come around the corner for something. So, for the moment, Aegon soaked up whatever bit of you he can before morning.

"When I have the baby," you said, watching him fight off sleep to look at you, "We should go into town together like we used to. I'll put on my peasant girl clothes, and we can run amok as we did when we were younger." You smiled, "Maybe go on another horse ride together?"

"Or visit The Blue Pearl," he added, eyes half-open. "Those twins probably aren't there, but gods they had good wine and pretty girls."

"And boys."

"And boys."

You pecked his lips one final time as the pair of you drifted off to sleep. He'll regret the drinking in the morning, when he's surrounded by his children at breakfast, but he wouldn't regret fucking you. He never did. ****

A/N: yaaay more Aegon content! I really like writing dad!Aegon, so I'll probably do more of him.

Ok ok hear me out

A House of the Dragon fanfic but Bridgerton! Au

Like Aemond would of course be something like Anthony and Aegon could be Simon with no intent to marry but then finds Helaena, Aemond's little sister(I know she's older than him but this is an AU) and falls in love

And Aemond meets this girl while on a ride with his horse, named Vhagar, and later finds that this girl's elder sister, Alys Riverton, is the diamond of the season but the younger sister (let's make her the reader) is just coming out in society but all of the attention is on her elder sister who has be out for two seasons. Bla bla bla then Aemond courts Alys and tries to marry her because he's under her spell then it breaks at the wedding and Y/N is the one he loves and Alys runs away and to save the family from ruin, Y/N marries Aemond in the place of Alys.

And everyone lives happily ever after.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ 𓇼 ࣪ 𝐌𝐲 𝐝♡ve 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒⠀

Pairing: Unhinged Aegon x Therapist Reader part 2

Summary: after your last session with Aegon, you always feel him behind your back, when you were at home you could feel him here. And when your next session come, everything just got worse...

Warning: dead animals, just a little sex scene, minors DNI.

˚꒰♡꒱‧ Hi there! Before you read this, you should know that English is not my first language and I wrote this at 2 AM alone in the home. So I'm sorry if it's not good, I was scared and I couldn't think. Here's Part 1. Hope you enjoy!

That night, sleep came slowly to Y/N. The room felt colder than usual, the darkness pressing in from all sides. Every creak of the floorboards, every gust of wind against the window sent her heart racing. She pulled the blankets tighter around her, trying to convince herself that Aegon’s words had just been that—a mind game, an attempt to unsettle her. But the weight of his gaze from earlier lingered like a ghost in the room.

He didn’t actually watch me, she thought, squeezing her eyes shut. He was just trying to freak me out, trying to get into my head. That’s what he does.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, she imagined him standing outside her window, staring in at her with that unsettling intensity. She quickly opened them again, staring at the window across from her bed. The curtains fluttered slightly in the breeze, and for a moment, her mind played tricks on her, imagining a shadow behind them.

There’s no one there, she repeated to herself. He’s not here. He can’t be here.

She forced herself to roll over, turning her back to the window. But that only made her feel more vulnerable. What if he was watching her now, right behind her? She cursed under her breath, her skin prickling with the sense of being observed.

He’s not here. You’re safe. He just wanted to mess with you. That’s all.

But the thought looped in her head, becoming harder to shake. Every sound in the house became magnified—the creak of the pipes, the hum of the fridge, the rustle of leaves outside. Everything felt threatening. She tried focusing on her breathing, counting each inhale and exhale, forcing her mind to calm.

You’re a professional, she reminded herself, staring at the faint light coming through the crack in the curtains. You’ve dealt with difficult clients before. He’s no different.

But deep down, she knew Aegon was different. He was more than difficult—he was dangerous, unpredictable. The way he looked at her, the way he spoke about that dove, about watching her through the window... it was unsettling in a way that no other client had ever been. And that was what made it so hard to shake.

Hours passed before she finally drifted into a restless sleep, her mind plagued by half-formed dreams of shadows and cold eyes staring through the night.

The next morning, she walked to her office with a persistent unease in her chest. The street felt too quiet, and she found herself glancing over her shoulder every few steps, expecting to see Aegon trailing behind her. But there was no one. Just the usual early morning foot traffic—people heading to work, students with their heads buried in their phones.

He’s not here, she told herself again, quickening her pace. He’s not following you. You’re just being paranoid.

But every time she turned a corner, her heart leapt into her throat, expecting to catch a glimpse of his familiar figure. She tried to shake off the paranoia, but it clung to her like a second skin.

When she finally reached her office building, she sighed in relief, stepping quickly inside. The familiar scent of the lobby, the hum of the elevator, the bright, sterile lighting—everything felt like a small refuge from the gnawing anxiety that had been following her all morning.

But the moment she stepped into her office and closed the door, the unease returned. Her eyes immediately darted to the window, checking for any sign of movement outside. There was nothing—just the trees swaying gently in the breeze, the distant sound of traffic.

He’s not watching you, she reminded herself for what felt like the hundredth time. He’s just trying to scare you, and it’s working. Don’t let him get to you.

But even as she tried to focus on her work, her mind kept wandering back to Aegon. His strange, possessive words about the dove. The way he described wanting to clip its wings, to keep it trapped and close. It echoed in her head, too close to how he might feel about her. She shuddered at the thought, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached for her coffee.

Later, as the day turned to evening and she walked home, the unease intensified. The shadows stretched longer, darker, and with every step, she felt like someone was just a few paces behind her. She forced herself to keep walking, telling herself not to look back.

He’s not there, she repeated, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. It’s just your imagination. He’s not following you.

But the urge to turn around became too much. She quickly glanced over her shoulder, her breath catching in her throat.

No one. The street behind her was empty, save for a few distant cars and pedestrians.

Her heart raced as she turned back, walking faster now, nearly breaking into a jog. She couldn’t shake the feeling, no matter how hard she tried. The shadows felt alive, watching her, waiting for her to let her guard down. And it was getting harder and harder to convince herself that it was just paranoia.

When she finally reached her apartment, she slammed the door shut behind her, locking it quickly. Her hands were shaking as she leaned against the door, trying to calm her breathing.

It’s over. You’re home. He’s not here. You’re safe.

But even as she said the words, she didn’t fully believe them. Every creak of the apartment, every shadow cast by the dim evening light seemed to take on a new, more sinister meaning. She jumped at the slightest movement, her nerves frayed beyond reason.

As she sat down on the couch, she glanced at the window, half-expecting to see Aegon’s face staring back at her from the street below. But it was empty, just the soft glow of streetlights outside.

He’s not watching you, she repeated to herself, her voice barely a whisper. He’s not watching you.

But the creeping feeling of being observed refused to leave, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that somewhere, somehow, Aegon was watching—waiting for the right moment to make his next move.

A week had passed since their last session, but it felt like months to Y/N. Every day, her unease grew, festering like a wound that refused to heal. The feeling of being watched never fully left her; shadows felt longer, eyes sharper. No matter how much she told herself it was just in her head, there was always a faint whisper of doubt in the back of her mind.

Now, sitting in her office once again, facing the man who had been haunting her thoughts, she forced herself to breathe. Aegon was different today. His usual agitation, the relentless tapping of his leg and biting of his nails, was absent. Instead, he sat eerily still, his eyes fixed on the wall to her left, as if he was watching something that she couldn’t see. His lips moved faintly, a soft, tuneless whisper escaping them. She strained her ears to catch it but could only make out fragments of sound—a hum, almost like a lullaby.

The silence in the room felt thick, oppressive, and she had to fight the urge to shift in her seat, to break the suffocating quiet.

I have to ask, she told herself, steeling her nerves. You have to confront him about last week. You can’t let him think he can do whatever he wants.

She took a deep breath and spoke, trying to keep her voice calm, even though her heart was pounding in her chest. "Aegon, last time we spoke, you mentioned something… odd. You said I looked good last night… in my pajamas." Her voice faltered slightly at the memory, but she forced herself to continue. "I need to ask, what did you mean by that?"

Aegon didn’t respond. He didn’t even seem to hear her. His eyes remained glued to the wall, his lips still moving faintly, whispering that strange song to himself. His hands rested on his knees, the skin pale and bruised, nails ragged from relentless chewing.

"Aegon?" she pressed, her voice tightening as her nerves frayed. "What did you mean?"

He stopped humming, but his gaze remained unfocused, distant, as if he were somewhere far away. After what felt like an eternity of silence, he finally spoke, his voice flat, devoid of any emotion. "Sunfyre died this week."

Y/N blinked, caught off guard by the sudden change in topic. "Your… your cat?"

Aegon nodded slowly, still staring at the wall. "He was my only friend. The only one who understood." His voice was monotone, lifeless, as though the words were being dragged out of him.

"I’m… I’m sorry to hear that," Y/N said cautiously, watching his expression for any sign of reaction. But there was nothing. His face remained blank, his eyes never leaving the invisible point on the wall.

"He was beautiful," Aegon continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "Golden fur. Like the sun. That’s why I called him Sunfyre. He was always warm. Always there."

Y/N swallowed hard, unsure how to respond. There was something deeply unsettling about the way Aegon spoke—as if he was detached from the world around him, floating somewhere she couldn’t reach.

"And now," he murmured, his voice taking on a strange, almost dreamy quality, "he’s gone. And there’s just… noises." He finally blinked, but his gaze remained distant, as if the room had become too small for him. "The noises never stop."

"What… what noises?" Y/N asked cautiously, her fingers gripping the armrests of her chair, trying to steady herself. Something in the pit of her stomach twisted.

"Them," Aegon replied vaguely, tilting his head slightly as if listening for something. "The whispers. The sounds in the walls. They’re everywhere now, you know? After Sunfyre… they got louder. He used to keep them away, but now there’s nothing. Just them. Always talking. Always laughing." His face twitched for the briefest moment, as if suppressing a shiver.

Y/N’s heart started to race again, an icy chill creeping down her spine. "Aegon… have you… have you spoken to anyone about these noises? Has this been happening for a long time?"

"They’ve always been there," he said in the same flat, detached voice. "But it’s worse now. It’s like they’re closer. Watching me all the time. Telling me things." His eyes, still glued to the wall, seemed to glaze over. "I try not to listen, but sometimes… sometimes they make sense."

Her throat felt dry, but she forced herself to ask, "What do they tell you?"

Aegon’s lips curled into a slow, unsettling smile. It was the first time he’d smiled since he entered the room, and it was chilling. "They tell me the truth. About everything. About you."

Her blood ran cold at his words, her mind racing as she tried to keep her expression neutral. "What… what do you mean, Aegon?"

"They tell me how beautiful you are," he whispered, his eyes still locked on that invisible point on the wall. "How you care about me. How you don’t want me to leave. They tell me how you wear that soft panty to bed. The one with the little flowers on it."

Her heart stopped. How does he know? How?

She felt light-headed, her vision blurring at the edges as panic surged through her veins. "Aegon… how do you know what I wear?"

He didn’t answer. Instead, he tilted his head again, listening, as though someone was whispering in his ear. Then, with an eerie calmness, he said, "The voices see everything."

Y/N’s hands trembled as she gripped the chair tighter. "Aegon, I need you to focus. What do you mean the voices see everything?"

"They watch. They’re always watching," he replied, finally turning his head to face her, his gaze locking onto hers. His eyes were wide, unblinking, and filled with a strange, manic intensity that made her heart lurch in fear. "Just like I do. Just like I watch."

The room suddenly felt much smaller, the walls closing in around her. She couldn’t breathe. She wanted to run, to leave, but her legs felt frozen in place.

"Sunfyre used to keep them away," Aegon continued, his voice a low murmur now. "But he’s gone. Now there’s just me. And you."

She couldn’t speak. Her chest tightened, her thoughts a jumble of fear and confusion. She had to end the session. She had to get out.

But before she could move, the clock on the wall chimed, signaling the end of their time.

Aegon stood up slowly, still smiling, his eyes never leaving her. "I’ll see you next week," he said softly, his voice dripping with a sickening sweetness.

And with that, he walked out of the room, leaving Y/N sitting in her chair, frozen in place, the echoes of his words reverberating in her mind.

The voices see everything.

The second Aegon left her office, she felt the walls pressing in, the whispers of doubt clawing at her. She packed up quickly, her hands trembling as she stuffed her notebook into her bag and threw on her coat. All she wanted—needed—was to get out.

By the time she reached her apartment, her fingers shook as she fumbled with her keys, her heart still hammering in her chest. As soon as she was inside, she slammed the door shut and bolted it, leaning her back against the wood as she tried to steady her breathing.

It’s just in your head, she told herself, her voice shaky and uncertain. He’s just a patient. He’s just trying to get under your skin. He’s not watching you… he’s not.

But the fear lingered. His words replayed in her mind, twisting around her thoughts like a poison.

With trembling hands, she pulled out her phone and dialed the number she knew by heart. It only took two rings before she heard the familiar voice on the other end.

“Hey, babe,” her boyfriend, Jacob, answered. His tone light and warm. “Everything okay?”

“No…” Y/N’s voice broke as the word slipped out. “Can you come over? Please. I—I need you.”

He didn’t hesitate. “I’ll be right there.”

The next twenty minutes felt like an eternity. She paced around her apartment, trying to shake off the weight pressing down on her chest. She kept checking the windows, the corners of the room, every shadow stretching a little too far, every creak of the floorboards making her jump.

When the knock finally came, she practically ran to the door. As soon as she opened it, she fell into his arms, her body trembling with the weight of it all.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Jacob murmured, holding her tightly. His hand gently stroked her hair as he guided her back inside, shutting the door behind them. “I’m here. What happened?”

She pulled back just enough to look at him, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “It’s… it’s Aegon. My patient. He—he said these things and I don’t know, it’s just… he knows things, things he shouldn’t know.”

Her voice broke as she recounted the details, her words spilling out in a frantic rush. She told him everything—Aegon’s strange behavior, his fixation, the way he talked about her. The voices. The watching.

Jacob listened, his face calm and reassuring as he nodded. “Babe, I think you’re just stressed. This guy… he’s messing with you because he knows it’ll get to you.”

“I don’t know…” she whispered, wiping at her eyes. “It felt so real.”

“I know, I know it did.” He pulled her close, resting his chin on the top of her head. “But you’re letting him get in your head. He’s trying to make you scared, but you can’t let him win, okay?”

She nodded against his chest, her tears soaking into his shirt. “You’re right. You’re right… it’s just in my head.”

“That’s all it is,” he said softly, his hands running soothingly down her back. “Just some creepy guy trying to push your buttons. But you’re stronger than that. You can handle it.”

His calm, rational voice slowly chipped away at the terror inside her. She breathed deeply, letting herself believe his words, clinging to them like a lifeline. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I needed that.”

“I’m here,” he whispered back, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Always.”

The tension in her chest began to unravel as she melted into his embrace. Slowly, the fear that had gripped her all week loosened its hold. He was right. Aegon was just trying to get under her skin. Nothing more.

He pulled back slightly, his hands still resting on her shoulders. “How about we forget all about this guy, huh? Let’s just relax.”

She nodded, letting out a shaky breath. “Yeah… yeah, that sounds good.”

Without another word, he took her hand and led her toward the bathroom. The warm steam from the shower enveloped them as they stepped inside, the water cascading over their skin, washing away the remnants of the day’s tension.

He pulled her closer, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. She responded, her hands sliding up his chest, the heat of the water matching the growing warmth between them. His touch was gentle but sure, his hands slowly roaming over her body as he deepened the kiss.

In that moment, the world outside didn’t matter. Not Aegon, not the fear, not the shadows that had haunted her all week. There was only him, the steady reassurance of his presence.

As they moved to the bed, their wet skin still warm from the shower, he kissed her neck, his hands sliding between her legs, slowly caressing her. She gasped softly, her body responding to the comfort and distraction he offered.

He kissed her deeply, and as his hands roamed over her, she closed her eyes, letting herself forget everything. For just a moment, she let herself believe that everything was okay.

The weight of Jacob's arm draped over her gave Y/N a sense of temporary calm, her mind finally lulled into a fragile state of rest after the events of the week. The sheets clung to their bodies, still damp from the shared heat, their limbs intertwined in a way that made her feel, for the first time in days, safe. Protected.

But that safety shattered in an instant.

A loud crash from the other side of the apartment jolted them awake. The sound of breaking glass ripped through the silence like a scream, sharp and sudden. Y/N shot up in bed, her heart pounding so fast it felt like it would burst out of her chest. Her boyfriend sat up beside her, his hand instinctively reaching for her.

"What the hell was that?" he whispered, his voice low, urgent.

"IーI don't know," Y/N stammered, already pulling the blanket around her naked body, her hands trembling as she clutched the fabric tightly. Fear crawled up her spine like a cold hand, squeezing her chest. Something was wrong. She could feel it.

Jacob swung his legs over the side of the bed, grabbing a nearby lamp as a makeshift weapon. "Stay behind me," he said, his voice grim as he stood, leading the way out of the bedroom.

They crept down the hallway, the air thick with tension, their breaths shallow and uneven. The soft click of the floorboards under their feet was deafening in the oppressive silence that followed the crash. Y/N tightened the blanket around her, the fabric dragging across the floor as she followed behind, her senses on high alert, every shadow on the walls seeming to twist and warp into something sinister.

The moment they stepped into the living room, the metallic tang of blood hit her like a punch to the gut. She froze.

"Oh my God..." her boyfriend whispered, the words barely audible, as his gaze swept over the scene before them.

Doves. Dead doves, strewn across the floor like discarded dolls. Their once-beautiful white feathers were soaked in blood, their delicate wings from their bodies, limbs twisted at unnatural angles. Some of them were headless, their necks bent at grotesque angles, the floor slick with their blood. Their wings were now broken, shredded, discarded in small, crumpled heaps.

The smell was overwhelming, suffocating. The stench of death and blood filled the air, thick and coppery, clinging to their skin like a second layer. Y/N gagged, one hand flying to her mouth as bile rose in her throat. Her eyes were wide with horror as she stared at the carnage before her.

It wasn't just the doves.

The walls were splattered with blood- thick, dark red streaks of it, smeared in long, jagged lines. Words. Horrible, terrifying words written in the blood of the doves.

"MINE"

"LEAVE"

"ALWAYS WATCHING"

The writing was erratic, desperate, the letters dripping down the walls like some kind of twisted arning. The word “MINE" was repeated over and over again, sometimes scrawled so large it stretched from floor to ceiling, other times tiny, scratched into the plaster as if done by someone who had lost control.

The words clawed at her brain, a primal panic bubbling up from the depths of her mind. They weren't just words-they were a threat, a message, twisted and dark, filled with rage. Her chest tightened, her breath coming in shallow gasps as her eyes scanned the room, wild and terrified.

"What the fuck.." her boyfriend whispered, his voice trembling now, his grip tightening around the lamp. "What the fuck is this?"

Y/N's legs were shaking, her knees threatening to buckle beneath her as she stumbled backward. Her eyes darted to the window, and that's when she saw him.

A figure in the shadows, standing just outside the glass, watching her.

Aegon.

His pale, hollow face was half-hidden by the darkness, but his eyes一those wild, burning eyes一were locked onto hers, unblinking. There was something feral in the way he stood, the way his lips twisted into a sickening smile as he stared at her, his head tilted at a strange, unnatural angle, like a predator stalking its prey.

She opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Her throat was dry, her voice stolen by the sheer terror of the moment. Her body felt frozen, paralyzed, unable to move, unable to breathe.

Her boyfriend's voice cut through the fog of her panic. "What is it? What do you see?"

She tore her eyes away from the window, grabbing his arm with trembling hands. "He's here" she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. "He's outside... it's him..."

Her boyfriend whipped his head toward the window, but by the time he looked, Aegon was gone. The shadowy figure had vanished as quickly as it had appeared, leaving nothing but the echo of his presence behind.

"I don't see anything," he said, his voice laced with confusion andfear. “There's no one there."

"No-no, I saw him!" Y/N insisted, her voice rising with hysteria. "He was there! I swear to God, he was right there, watching us!"

He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her as she trembled violently. "It's okay, it's okay. We'll call the cops. Someone broke in, this... this is some fucked-up shit, but we'll figure it out. He's not here anymore."

She nodded weakly, her mind spinning with confusion and terror. Her eyes kept darting back to the window, expecting to see those cold, unblinking eyes staring back at her. But the space was empty now, just an expanse of darkness and the dull glow of streetlights outside.

Jacob pulled out his phone and dialed the police, his voice low and urgent as he explained the situation. Y/N barely heard him, her thoughts swirling in a chaotic whirlwind of fear and disbelief.

The words on the walls seemed to pulse in the corner of her vision, the blood dripping down in slow, thick rivulets: MINE. LEAVE.

Her stomach twisted into knots, her entire body shaking as she collapsed into the nearest chair, her legs giving out beneath her. The doves lay scattered around her feet, their lifeless eyes staring up at her, empty and soulless.

She couldn't escape it.

No matter how hard she tried to convince herself it wasn't real, that Aegon wasn't capable of such madness, the truth was there-painted in blood across her walls.

This wasn't just in her head. This was real. Too real.

“There’s not much we can do without evidence,” one of the officers had said, his voice neutral but with an edge of doubt. “But we can check on him, just to ease your mind.”

And so, at 3 AM, Y/N, Jacob, and the two officers found themselves standing outside the grand Targaryen estate. The imposing house loomed before them, bathed in the glow of the moon, its towering facade as cold and uninviting as the man who lived inside. Y/N’s heart was pounding in her chest, her skin crawling with unease as they rang the bell.

It didn’t take long for the door to open.

Alicent stood in the doorway, her face pinched with confusion and irritation, her robe wrapped tightly around her. She looked from the officers to Y/N and her boyfriend, then back again. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Officers," Alicent greeted politely, though her voice held an edge of irritation. "May I help you?"

Y/N’s voice shook as she stepped forward. “It’s Aegon. He’s been stalking me—he came to my apartment tonight. He left… dead birds everywhere, and he wrote on the walls with blood. He’s been following me. Watching me.”

“I’m sorry, but what is this about?” Alicent’s eyes flicked between Y/N, her boyfriend, and the officers. “This must be a misunderstanding.”

“No, it’s not a misunderstanding!” Y/N yelled, her voice breaking as tears welled up in her eyes. “He broke into my apartment. There were doves—dead doves—and blood… He’s been following me, watching me! He’s dangerous!”

Her boyfriend squeezed her hand gently, trying to pull her back, but she yanked away, pointing toward the door. “You have to believe me! Aegon is sick—he needs to be locked up! He’s not right in the head!”

Alicent’s face hardened. “That’s impossible. Aegon’s been here all night.”

The officers exchanged uneasy glances, unsure how to proceed.

Alicent’s eyes flicked to the officers, her mouth pressed into a thin line. “My son would never do something like that. He’s not… unwell. He’s just dealing with some personal things.”

Y/N’s heart hammered against her ribcage as rage and fear bubbled inside her, her voice rising as she lost control. “He’s a fucking psycho, and he’s trying to ruin my life! He’s stalking me, and you’re just covering for him!”

“Ma’am,” one of the officers cut in, stepping forward to intervene, “let’s all remain calm. We’re here to investigate, but we need to speak to Aegon himself.”

At that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed down the grand staircase.

Aegon appeared, descending slowly, rubbing his eyes as though he had just woken from a peaceful slumber. He wore a loose-fitting T-shirt and pajama pants, his blonde hair mussed, his expression calm, and his movements casual, almost lazy. He looked nothing like the manic, disturbed man Y/N had seen just hours before.

“Is everything alright?” Aegon asked, his voice quiet, soft, laced with concern. His eyes scanned the group, lingering on Y/N for a moment before turning to the officers. “What’s going on?”

Y/N felt a wave of nausea wash over her. How could he look so normal? She knew what he was—she had seen him, heard his madness—but now, he was playing the part of the innocent. She could feel herself unraveling, her emotions spilling out uncontrollably.

Her blood boiled at the sight of his calm, innocent facade. He wasn’t the same Aegon she had sat across from in therapy—the one who whispered disturbing things and stared at her with dark, empty eyes. This Aegon seemed so harmless, almost apologetic, as if none of the horrors from earlier could be traced back to him.

"Do you know this woman, sir?" one of the officers asked, gesturing to Y/N, who was on the verge of collapsing under the weight of it all.

Aegon blinked slowly, his expression softening into something almost pitiful. “Yes, she's…my therapist," he said, his voice low and even, a hint of sadness laced into his words. "But…I'm not really sure why she’s here.”

One of the officers stepped forward. “Sir, we’re here following a report. This woman has made some serious claims about your involvement in an incident tonight. We just need to ask you a few questions.”

Aegon’s face contorted into an expression of confusion, concern knitting his brow as he blinked at the officers. “I don’t know what she’s talking about,” he said, his voice even, smooth. “I’ve been here all night. I haven’t left the house.”

Y/N’s breath hitched, her eyes going wide. “What? No—no, don’t act like this! You know exactly what you did, Aegon! You’ve been following me! You were in my apartment tonight! I saw you!”

Aegon shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with what looked like genuine confusion. “I think there’s been a misunderstanding. I was home all night. I would never do something like that.” He turned to the officers. “I’ve been going through a hard time. I recently…broke up with my girlfriend, and I started seeing Y/N to help me deal with the depression. But…I don’t know where all of this is coming from.”

“He’s lying!” Y/N screamed, stepping forward, her whole body shaking with anger. “He’s making it all up! He’s dangerous—he’s not the person you think he is!”

Aegon didn’t flinch. Instead, he stepped closer to the officers, his face calm, composed, but his voice took on a vulnerable tone. “I think… I think maybe she’s upset because I didn’t reciprocate her feelings.”

Y/N’s eyes widened in horror. “What the fuck are you talking about? That’s not true!”

Aegon glanced at the officers, feigning embarrassment. “She…she made some advances during our sessions. I told her that it wasn’t appropriate, but I think she may have misinterpreted our relationship. Maybe she’s just mad that I didn’t…you know, return her feelings.”

Y/N’s world spun. The rage and helplessness surged inside her like a storm, the bile rising in her throat. “That’s a lie! You’re lying! You need to stop lying!” She lunged forward, her hands reaching for Aegon in a desperate attempt to stop him from spinning the truth any further, but her boyfriend grabbed her, pulling her back.

“Stop it, Y/N!” he pleaded, holding her tightly as she fought to break free. “Just stop!”

Aegon’s face twisted into something almost sad. “I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to ruin her reputation, but…I’m worried about her. I think she’s struggling with some personal issues, and that’s why she’s saying all of this.”

The officers looked back at Y/N, their expressions unreadable, but she could feel their judgment. It was like a weight pressing down on her chest, suffocating her. They didn’t believe her. No one believed her.

“You’re fucking sick!” Y/N screamed, her voice cracking as tears streamed down her face. “You should be in a mental hospital! You—” She was hysterical now, her words a broken mess of sobs and fury. “You did this! You—”

“Ma’am, we need you to calm down,” one of the officers said sternly, stepping between her and Aegon. “We’ll handle this, but we need you to calm down.”

“I’m telling the truth!” Y/N cried, her voice raw and desperate. “He’s dangerous! He’s going to hurt me! He’s—”

But no one was listening. Not her boyfriend, not the police, and certainly not Alicent, who stood behind her son, a look of quiet satisfaction on her face as she watched the scene unfold.

Aegon rubbed his eyes again, stifling a yawn as if all of this was just an inconvenience, just a bad dream he would soon wake from. “I just want to go back to bed,” he said softly, looking at the officers with pleading eyes. “I promise I’m not who she says I am. I just…I just want to move on.”

The officers nodded, exchanging a glance before turning back to Y/N.

“I think it’s best if we leave now, ma’am,” one of them said gently, but firmly. “We’ll follow up on this, but…for now, you should go home and try to get some rest.”

Y/N’s heart sank. She had lost. She had been defeated by his lies, by his calm demeanor, by the illusion of normalcy he had created.

Her boyfriend wrapped an arm around her, guiding her back toward the door. Her legs felt like lead, her body drained of all strength, her mind clouded with fear. But as they stepped outside, she turned back for one last look at Aegon.

And that’s when she saw it.

His eyes were wide now, bright and burning with a terrifying intensity. He stared at her, unblinking, a slow, twisted smile creeping onto his lips. And then, with a single finger pressed against his lips, he made a silent gesture.

Shhh...

Should I make a part 3?

@ 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒. 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒚, 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔.

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑

"said you were gonna grow up then you were gonna come find me"

Aegon Targaryen II x Reader ; best friends to lovers

summary: aegon and y/n have been inseparable since they were 10, but as they approach adulthood they're confronted by new feelings. this is snippets of their relationship through the years as they explore whether two people can truly grow together, or are they destined to fall apart? because to fall in love with someone else and let himself be loved in return, aegon must first fight his own demons, and do some growing up. warnings: smut, addiction issues, tba. rating: 18+, minors dni

*inspired by one day very very loosely, and peter by taylor swift. title is from peter by taylor swift.

Series Materlist

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 - coming soon!

Intense Car Ride | Malachy Granger

summary: your boyfriend picks you up from school and heading back at you place to have dinner with your parents—which happens to be the first time Malachy would met them, until his drving was interrupted.

themes/warnings: smut (18+), the reader is 18 years old and Malachy’s 24 years old, age gap, cursing.

Malachy was inside of his Sabb 900 car waiting in front of a high school that his girlfriend attended. He looked down at his watch checking the time, it was 3:29, and it was only one minute until you got out of school. He heard a faint bell sound and saw kids coming out of the school building.

You quickly pushed the door open and hurriedly walked to search for your boyfriend’s car. Luckily, he parked in front of the school and you spotted it quickly. You saw him smile through the window, which caused your stomach to fill up with butterflies.

He saw you run towards his car and being a nice boyfriend pushing the door open from the inside of the car. You opened it all the way and got inside the car, closing the door right behind her.

“Hello bunny,” He greeted, he called you bunny because whenever you see him you jump like a bunny.

You grabbed him by the collar and kissed him on the lips, not caring about the students watching them. Malachy was caught by surprise but he did not mind it all. He rubs your cheeks with his warm hand and your lips while still kissing his girlfriend.

“I missed you.” You pulled away from the kissing, licking her lips. Malachy gazed at your lips wanting to continue but needed to drive. “Me too, let’s go.” He said to you.

You nodded and sat down properly as she put on her seat belt. Malachy started his car engine and looked at you to see if his girlfriend had her safety belt on. He looks forward to the street and then drives away from the school before school traffic begins.

It was going to be a long drive since you were heading to your place usually after school you guys would head over to his place, and hang out for a while before he took you home. Today was different because Malachy was finally going to meet your parents and have dinner with them.

Your parents knew about Malachy being 5 years older than you. But they don’t mind it all as long as you are happy in the relationship.

“Do your parents know that I am 24 years old, I don’t want them to think a 24-year-old is dating my 18 daughter.” Malachy was nervous to meet your parents. When you brought up that your parents wanted to have dinner with you and your boyfriend.

He was shocked by the words that were coming out of your mouth. He has not met your parents, even though he drops you off later in the day and then drives away.

"Have I ever told you the story of how my parents met?" you asked Malachy, resting your hand on top of his as he gently rubbed your thighs, causing your school shorts to lift back and forth.

Malachy quickly looked at you and gave you a look ‘how is this relevant’ before eyeing back to the road.

“Well, my mother met my father when she was 16 when he was 20. They both started when she turned 18.” You told him. Malachy somehow felt relieved and took a breather. “They are going to love you.” You happily said to Malachy.

You still saw how intense his body was, you did not him to be so intense. You eyed down to his lap where the pants zipper were. You undo your seat belt and turn your body to the side as Malachy’s falls off your thighs.

“What are you doing? Put your seat belt back on, bunny.” Malachy glanced at his girlfriend but you ignored him.

“You seem intense, let me help you.” Your hand guided down to his zipper where. Malachy felt you unzip his pants.

“Bunny, I need to focus on driving.” He lets out a shaking breath trying to focus on the road.

“Then focus.” You looked up with a pleading look and Malachy couldn’t deny it.

You unbuttoned his pants and tugged down with Malachy's help, he lifted his waist making a much to pull off his pants. Not down but down enough for her to take out his member.

Malachy tried to focus on the road but still could not help on get hard to the point that he was oozing in his underwear draws. You slowly take out his cock to see it hard as a rock and his cum already slowly dripping down. You licked your lips at the sight of it.

He could feel the cold breeze of his air conditioner. He quickly hits off the conditioner not wanting to feel the cold breeze and he felt his girlfriend’s soft hand on his cock. Malachy hits his head back on the seating, closing his eyes from the pleasure. You grab the hold of his cock and you opened your mouth then slowly take his cock inch by inch.

Malachy squeezes the steering wheel and continues driving. You bopped your head up and down taking his cock all in, his cock was hitting up your throat. You took it like a champ on going down on him. He hears your small sounds coming out of you making him more horny.

His hand slowly went towards the back of your head and helped you go faster. His stomach was twisted and turning feeling that his cock was going to explode in your mouth. He needed to stop before getting into a crash and parked in the middle of the road turning off the engine of his car. It was a good thing that no cars around them.

Your boyfriend lets out a groan and moans, it’s like music in your ear, he starts lifting his hips and thrusting into your mouth. Tears dropping drop your cheek. He let out a loud moan shooting cum into your mouth. He breathes deeply and tries to calm down. You lift from his cock and swallow his cum and looked at him with her innocent eyes.

“Bunny,” Malachy smirked and grabbed your waist placing you on top of his lap. He lifts your skirt slowly with his large hands and reaches for your black lace underwear.

“Fuck me.” You whispered into his ear. That’s all he needed to hear from you.

He pulled your underwear to the side and guided it down to his cock that already harden. You let out a whimpering sound feeling his member sinking into your clit. He watched you gape your mouth open, allowing him to down your mouth with his tugging.

You rocked your hips back and forth before bouncing on his cock. You moved your mouth down to his neck ducking his neck. Malachy helped you jump harder and faster onto his cock making his car bounce in the rhythm of your jumping.

You and Malachy were at your peak when your eyes saw the back of the car window to see a cop car driving your way.

“Shit, cop car.” Both of you guys and hissed as you lifted from him. You quickly out into your seat and sat down putting your seat belt back on. You wipe your mouth with your long sleeve shirt making no cum left on your face.

Malachy pulled up his pants and dragged down his shirt then quickly started the car before he could start the car. Cop car puts on the flashing lights blue and the sound, and Malachy curses out loud. He glanced at the side mirror to see the cop walking over to the car.

The cop reached over to the window and knocked on the window. Your boyfriend rolled his window and the officer leaned over to the level of the window revealing himself to you and Malachy.

“Sir, you are parked in the middle of the road, you do know that?” The Officer asked him. “Yes, I do know that, officer,” Malachy responded to him. He was silent a few seconds later.

“May I both see your IDs please?” The Officer ordered. You sighed and reached over for your backpack to look for it. Malachy reached for his wallet which was resting on the cup holder.

He gave his ID and you gave him yours. The Officer looked at the IDs and looked back at them.

“I’ll be back.” He stated walking off with your IDs in his hands to his police car.

“Fuck,” Malachy cursed in his hands, nervous as hell. Hoping he does not question why an 18-year-old girl was alone with a 24-year-old man.

“Mal, it’s going to be alright. I’ll just tell him that you’re my uncle.” You suggested to him, he snapped his head to you. “I am not going to lie to the Officer.” He tells you.

Malachy saw the officer walking back from his research.

“Mr. Granger step out of the car please?” The Officer asked Malachy nodded in response taking off his seat belt. You watch him get out of his seat. Shit.

The Officer how nervous the man was. Was there something he was hiding from or hiding something?

“Put your hands behind your head.” The Officer ordered Malachy. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him, was he getting arrested for having an 18-year-old girl?

When Malachy placed his hands back off his head the officer saw that his button and zipper from his pants were down.

“Fix your pants.” Malachy looked down at his pants forgetting to zip it back up. He quickly shifted his hands and zipped up his pants.

The Officer turned him around grabbed the cuff from his belt and cuffed his hands. Malachy was going to be arrested and go to jail. You saw what was happening and quickly got out of the car. He saw you get out of the car and he did not want you to interfere.

“Daddy, you’re scaring him.” You blurted out, Malachy's eyes widened after hearing you calling the officer.

“Come on, it’s hilarious.” Your father answered as he un-cuffed your boyfriend from the handcuffs. “W-wait you her father?” He stuttered in his words.

“Yeah. It’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Y/F/N.” He greeted Malachy extending his hand out for a shake and your boyfriend shook his hand.

“I have to get back to work. Here, I’ll see you guys back home.” He gave you the IDs back and kissed your cheek before heading back to his cop car and driving away.

Malachy and you headed back to his car and got inside. He rubbed his head trying to process what just happened to them.

“Your father is a cop!” Malachy spoke up and you hummed. “Oh god, he knows I was fucking you in this car.” He adds on.

“This dinner is going to be fun.” You giggled and your boyfriend looked at you. Malachy couldn’t help but laugh also and then started driving to your parent’s house.

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So I watched "GOT - House Of Dragon" in February.

Loved it can't wait for season two hate that it's not gonna come out till like 2024.

But I've been thinking of writing for a few characters from "GOT - House Of Dragon"

Would anyone be interested?

I'll probably do it either way but it's nice to hear feedback

Marriage - Aegon II Targaryen

Aegon x twin sister Fem!Reader

Warnings: normal G.O.T

Word count: 966

Summary: If Aegon has to marry a sister he wants it to be his twin. He wants it to be his twin anyways. The only person who loves him in his life.

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“You need to marry. You are of age and need to secure yourself.” Alicent tell’s her oldest son for  what felt like the hundredth time. She wondered if he’d ever get the urgency of this topic.

“I don’t see why it’s so urgent.” Aegon spoke up for the first time since having entered his father’s chambers to discuss an ‘issue’ with his father and mother.

“I agree with the boy. It’s not like he has to get married before the next moon.” Viserys raised a hand gesturing towards Aegon. It’s not like he would be taking the Iron Throne, he didn’t need to rush marriage.

“He needs-”

“Do you have anyone in mind, Aegon? I would prefer to keep our blood pure Targaryen.” Visery asked his son, completely ignoring and cutting Alicent off.

“You have to be joking?!” Alicent exclaimed with wide eyes filled with horror and disgust at the thought of her children being married to each other.

Sure she knew it was the Targaryen way that they married their own blood more often than not. It didn’t mean she supported it or liked it.

“Since Rhaenyre hasn’t had any girls, do you happen to like either of your sisters?” Viserys continued to not pay Alicent any mind as it was not her say that would be finale. Nor was she truly a Targaryen.

Alicent couldn’t believe that she wasn’t going to have a say in this. Or that Viserys would let Aegon have a choice. “By the gods-”

“Y/n. Y/n or no one. That’s my decision on marriage.” Aegon stated with a surprisingly strong tone of voice. If he was going to be allowed to choose he wanted it to be Y/n. His twin sister. The one he loves and who loves him.

“Its settled then. I think it’s a fitting match that will work out perfectly. Good choice.” Viserys smiled and clapped his hands together.

“You can not be serious?!” Alicdnt looked on in shock. That did not go as she had planned.

“I am and it is finale. No one will change my decision, or Aegons or I’m sure Y/n’s. Not even you.” Viserys looked to Alicent with a look that told her to step down.

Viserys had noticed over the years how close Y/n and Aegon were and he also knew how bad of a father he’d been to them. If letting them marry each other was what would make them happy it’s the least he could do for them.

“I’ll go tell Y/n the good news.” Aegon gave a nod with a smile before he left to go find his sister and share the news of their engagement.

It took him a while searching a couple of her favorite places. But he finally found her at the dragon pits.

“Y/n.” Aegon called out.

“Over here.” She called out and Aegon followed the second of her voice. “How was your meeting?”

“Dreadful. But it ended well.” Aegon told her as he stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her torso.

“Oh really? What was it about?” Y/n raised a brow curious to know about it.

“Mother wants me to marry.” He told her with a groan.

“To secure your place.” Y/n mimicked their mothers words with a roll of her eyes.

“Exactly.” Aegon scoffed but was amused by her imitation of their mothers nagging.

“And the king? Our father. What’d he say?” Y/n asked wondering if he had said anything to either support or put down their mothers ridiculous plans.

“Asked if I had anyone in mind. Said he’d prefer our blood to stay pure.” Aegon was giddy to tell her the news for them but he also wanted to see her reaction.

“Did you?” Y/n was nervous about asking the question. Sure they say they love each other and wish they could marry the other, but given the chance to choose anyone would he still choose her?

“Yeah. And he said yes. He approved of us. He approved of us getting married.” Aegon couldn’t contain his excitement any longer. He was overjoyed that they were going to be married. It was always a hope but with their mother and grand sire always scheming behind people's backs there was always an air of uncertainty.

Y/n spun around looking her twin in the eyes. Her own wide with shock and hope. “He did?”

Aegon nodded, tightening his hold on her waist. “Yes, he did.”

“Oh Aegon.” Y/n wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him as tightly as she could. Aegon lifted her up and spun her in his joy, happy she shared in it.

“We can finally be together.” Aegon mumbled into her neck.

“We can.” She let out a happy sigh. At least they would get to have each other in this cruel world.

“Mothers furious.” He laughed, setting her back on the ground as they pulled back to look at eachother.

“Let her be. Not like she really cares about us.” Y/n reached up to cup his cheek’s in the palm of her hands. Smiling at him as if he was the only person in all the realms. “Aegon, I won't turn against our sister. Against Rhaenyra.”

Y/n knew it was probably bad timing. But he had to know before they got married her decision and where she stood if their mother and grand sire got their way.

“I don’t want to be king. Whatever you want to do, I’ll follow you.” Aegon didn’t care to ever be on the Iron Throne, but he did care about Y/n. He’d go wherever she wanted to go. All they ever had growing up was each other and that's how it’ll always be.

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Hey guys!

I'm at 3,970 followers and cause my birthday is in July next month and I'm so close I want to try and make it to 4,000 before my birthday. I'm SO close!

Do you guys want another Aegon II Targaryen imagine? I have one written it just needs to be typed.

What Does She Know? - Aegon II Targaryen

Aegon II x Fem!Reader

Warnings: G.O.T

Word count: 943

Summary: Alicent may love to put her children down, but Y/n won’t stand for it to affect her betrothed anymore.

Authors Note: I really do think if he had someone who really loved and cared about him he’d be SO different! Same for Aemond.

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“Why do you behave like this?” Alicent scoffed in disgust at her son. She was angered and annoyed at Aegon’s behaviors, no matter what it may be.

“Behave like what?” Aegon questioned with squinted eyes. He had completely closed in on himself, expecting the usual if not new degrading comments she always told him. Sure he was use to it, it's been happening all his life but it didn’t make it hurt any less.

“A monster. A little boy desperate for attention that believes since he’s a prince he can do whatever he wants without any consequences.” Alicent sneered at her son. She despised her and Viserys' children. They all seemed to have the confidence and arrogance of the Targaryens. Nothing in them reminded her of the Hightowers.

Aegon did not answer her after that. He just looked down trying not to let his emotions show in her presence. Aegon was done with showing weakness in front of her.

“Pathetic.” She spat before turning around and leaving Aegon’s chambers she had practically barged into.

A few moments later, after hearing the door slam Y/n peeked her head out of the hidden passageway she had rushed to when they heard Alicent outside his door. “Aegon?”

When she didn’t get a reply Y/n came out and walked towards where Aegon was seated on the end of his bed. She had heard everything the so called Queen had said to Aegon and Y/n was fuming on the inside. How dare she treat and say things like that to him. Her own son and a prince.

“She’s right, you know. I’m a monster.” Aegon mumbled looking down to his lap feeling immensely insecure since his mothers rant.

Y/n immediately shook her head, not agreeing with his statement at all. “No you are not. You are not a monster.”

“That's not what my mother says.” He spoke in a whisper.

“And what does she know? Rhaenyra was her best friend and look how she treats her? Look how she treats you and your siblings? She doesn’t know anything. Definitely nothing good or correct.” Y/n exclaimed lifting his chin to look at her as she talked, but Y/n knew it was because he was listening but the negative thoughts were still in his mind.

“I don’t understand why she take it out on us? On me?” He questioned out loud not to anyone in particular.

Since their betrothal Y/n had seen the toxic environment in King's Landing, in the castle. Between the Hightowers and the Targaryens. Including between Alicent and her own children.

“Because she’s upset that she had to marry your father. But you know what, she should grow up and act like a lady. Like a queen. That’s the way life is for a woman. Especially a woman born with any type of title. We don’t get to choose who we marry, or how many kids we have. Nothing. You just are forced to grin and bare it but the least she could do is protect and care for her children. Be supportive to her so-called friend that she had to marry the father of.” Y/n ranted but she had a point. To everything she said, it was all very true. Aegon listened intently to what Y/n had said and it pained him. In the short time they had known each other Aegon had really grown to love the woman in front of him. And to hear how she as a woman had no say in anything, that really hurt him to think that might be how she thinks their relationship is going to be once they marry. Aegon reached out to hold her hands.

“Is that how you feel with me? With our arranged marriage? That you have no choice and that all you’ll be good for is having my children?” Aegon asked question after question. He truly hoped he could make her feel like his equal. “Cause that's not how I want our relationship to be. I want to be good enough for you. That you want me even if we are already arranged and have no real say. I want us to fall in love with one another and not spite each other. I don’t want to force you to have a ton of heirs just so we can please the court and the people. I don’t want to please anyone other than you.”

Y/n was stunned by his words, not having thought he was worrying about such things.

Y/n squeezed his hands and then let one go and reached up to cup the nape of his neck, playing with his hair. Looking into his eyes when she spoke. “Aegon. You have been an exception to what I said. You have treated me very kindly since we’ve gotten to know one another and I greatly appreciate that you seek out my advice. That you care about my opinion on things, that you don’t want to force me into anything or let anyone hurt me. That you actually care about me and I’m not just some slave your meant to fake love and breed with. I want to please you as well Aegon. But the difference is for us it’s because we love each other, truly love each other. That we want to please each other. Not out of duty.”

Aegon shook his head, feeling a weight lifted off his chest. “It will never be out of duty.”

Aegon pulled Y/n onto his lap into a kiss he hoped betrayed the love he felt for her and appreciation for her believing in him.

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damn Aemond... You started off so good..

The Adopted Princess| Dark! Targaryen and Velaryon Boys x Reader (Aegon II, Aemond, Jacaerys, Lucerys) V

"Your father and I going to miss you so much, my dear" Rhaenyra says as she and Laenor, both, pull you into a tight hug.

"Me too"

You pull away from them, your lips quivering as you try to stop yourself from crying.

However, when Jacaerys and Lucerys hug you, that's when you break down.

"That's not fair, you are supposed to be my wife, not his, I would treat you much better than Aemond" Jacaerys exclaims angrily.

"It is all my fault, (Y/n), please don't leave!" Lucerys cries out, feeling guilty that he is the reason why you are leaving them.

"I believe the king already arranged the whole thing before the fight, so don't blame yourself, Luke" you assure him.

"But it is true, we dragged you into this fight and you even got hurt because of us" Rhaena exclaims. 

"And Aemond is cruel, and he might treat you badly" Baela adds with a sad tone.

You stay silent, wanting to say that Aemond has been treating you kindly and you two were exchanging letters but decided against it.

Just because he is your friend and future husband, it doesn't excuse him from calling your brother 'bastards' and also claiming Vhagar, even though the dragon is the one who chose her rider.

"If he ever upsets you, I will shove my sword into his good eye" Daemon states all of a sudden, smirking at you.

You smile at his overprotectiveness, nevertheless, you still can't believe that the rough prince is your grandfather.

"I wonder why my father didn't allow you to raise me" you inquire.

"Because he is chaotic," Rhaenyra says, grinning at her uncle.

"But, aren't all dragons chaotic though?" you point out playfully, easing up a bit.

Daemon stares at you, realizing how you have his son's smile and playful attitude.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but the ship is ready to departure"

Alicent says after walking up to you and your family like she didn't try to poke out Luke's eye the other day.

"I'm ready to leave, your highness," you say timidly, which made the queen smile, and link her arm with yours.

"Oh dear, no need for formality, just call me mother" Alicent insists, making Rhaenyra glare at her angrily.

While you and the queen ascend the ship, Lucerys notices Aemond smirk down at him and Jacaerys from the ship, mocking them.

As if he is trying to say, that 'you might have taken my eye out, but I claimed Vhagar and (Y/n)'

However, Aemond doesn't realize that the real danger is his older brother.

𑁍𑁍❀𑁍𑁍

You stare down at the water, tears still wet on your cheeks while anxiety is eating at you in slow motion.

Even though the queen showed good intentions toward you, yet, you still feel afraid, after all, you don't have anyone by your side in King's landing if something would happen.

Yes, the king promised your mother and grandfather to keep you safe, something which Daemon laughed at, due to the king's declining health.

If something would ever happen between you and Aemond, let's say a fight for example, who would stand by your side?

No one, absolutely no one.

"Princess?"

You quickly turn around to face Larys Strong, surprised to even see him.

That man never approached you, sometimes you would catch him inspecting you just like he does with everyone, but he never spoke to you. 

"Lord Larys," you say, softly, trying to look anywhere so he doesn't see your red-shot eyes.

"It saddens me to see you crying my princess," the cunning man says, offering you a handkerchief to wipe your tears. 

You take it from him, smiling in gratitude at his kind gesture.

"May I know what worries you, princess?" Larys inquires, standing beside you.

"I just feel like I'm a bargain of peace in this arranged marriage" you confess.

"Oh, I don't think you should think of it in this way, my dear, it will benefit you greatly" you frown in confusion.

"How would it benefit me?"

Before Larys could answer you, Aegon storms up to you.

"There you are, I have been searching everywhere for you..." Aegon stops when he sees the new lord of Harrenhal.

"Greetings, Lord Strong" the Targaryen prince greets the man with a spiteful tone at his instruction with you.

"My prince" Larys greets him back, bowing his head a bit before Aegon turns his attention fully towards you.

"You need to rest, this trip will be long and tiring, and your stupid dragon almost bit my finger off" you roll your eyes at him.

"That's because Quicksilver hates arrogant brats" you mumble, rushing away before Aegon asks you what you just said.

Aegon turns to Lary and sneers at him.

"Stay away from her, you fucking creep"

With that, Aegon follows after you, leaving him standing alone.

Larys would do anything but stay away from you, that's for sure.

After all, your father was a dear friend of his.

𑁍𑁍❀𑁍𑁍

"What are you doing here, Aemond?" You question the said boy, looking at him sleepy.

"I came here to apologize about what I did to you the other day, I had no right" your gaze softens at his apology.

"You should also apologize to Jace, Luke, Baela, and Rhaena when you meet them again" Aemond scoffs at this sentence.

"They started it, they attacked me first because Vhagar accepted me as her new rider" the silver-haired boy defends himself.

"You called my brothers bastards" Aemond chuckles.

"Aren't they though?" you narrow your eyes at him.

"No, they are not-" he stops you.

"Yes, they are, and if you are to become my wife, then you must stand by my side and support my views"

You stay silent, not knowing what to say.

It's true, that once a woman gets married into her husband's family, she is expected to support her husband even against her own family. 

Aemond grabs your hands into his warm, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"My family is now your family, you have to support Aegon's claim to the throne, by doing that, you are doing your duty"

You gulp, coming to realize the fact that Aemond has changed.

"And if I don't?" 

His grasp tightens on your hands, his stare becoming colder.

"Then I will force you to do your duty"

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Aegon and Jaehaerys deserve a good afterlife , don't care what anyone else has to say.

They don't deserve you my sweet little babies, they never did.

Can i request a Aegon ii x reader (i see that almost no one write for him) where the reader(who can be a Tyrell or a Baratheon girl)father and Alicent are planning to get them to marry and in the beginning Aegon is just doing it for his mother but he soon start to fall for reader ‘cause she is the only one who treats him gently,but then after a accident they get separated but now he is in love and wants her back?Sorry if this is too long and thank you 🫶🏻

⊱ ❀ ✿ ꕥOf monsters and flowers.

Aegon II Targaryen x fem!reader.

I got a little carried away and i think i will make a part two.Reader is a Tyrell,bless her heart she is a sweetheart and didn’t deserve what i did to her.Hope you like it!Let me know what you think💕 (also sorry for the errors)

20/01/23:part 2 is up!💕

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Her little shoes brushed the hardwood floor as she slowly stepped down the long hallway.The glow of the candles on their pedestals lined the dark walls, and she fidget with her fingers as she glanced left to right at every closed door she passed by.

During night time the Red Keep turned in to a limitless and obscure place in which people can get easily lost.She never liked that place,she didn’t like it there,truth to be told she didn’t like anything that wasn’t her home:Highgarden.

But at least the parties for the beginning of the spring in Westeros were rarely an event,the last winter lasted over ten years three more of Y/n age.The parties were considered a gif from the Tyrell family,the rulers and protectors of the Reach,to the royal family Targaryen bringing at court the prettiest flowers that bloomed in Highgarden,the most delicious wine and the best musicians.

It was the first party that Y/n attended with her family,as the only child of Lord and Lady Tyrell she was prepared for months for that night.For her it was sewed the most beautiful azure dress embodied with golden roses,her hair where long on her shoulders with a little shiny flower to keep ‘em off her angelic face,and obviously her mother and her Septa educated her to behave like a proper Lady of her age.

The castle was so big that she thought she won’t ever be able to see all of it,and it was filled with things that everyone is always gushing over and whispering about, but it made her nervous. She felt like she could break something every time she turned around.And it was too dark. Even worse at night with the castle only lit by candlelight.

Y/n pressed her lips together,pausing before she called out,«Father?»

Where was him?

She stepped softly, not sure where she was or how to go back to the party, but she knew that she saw her father coming this way.She thought there was a third floor, too, but she was not sure where the next stairwell was to get to it.

Why would her father come up here? Everyone is downstairs.

Y/n clenched her jaw harder with every step away from the party she took. The lights, voices, and music faded, and the silent darkness of the hallway slowly swallowed her up.

She should go back.Her father would get mad that she followed him anyway.

«Father?» she called again, itching at the tights on her legs as the light azure dress she’d been wearing since this morning chafes her skin.

«What is the matter with you?»someone yelled in the cold corridor.

Y/n jumped surprised,it seemed to sound like the voice of a young woman.

«All that you do is drink and bother the servitude!I raised you better than this!»the woman yelled again.

Y/n spotted a silver of light peaking through a cracked doorway and walked closer.She doubted that her father was in there,he was usually the one yelling at people not the other way around.But maybe the person inside the room could have helped her to find him.

Leaning into the door frame,Y/n peered into the crack, trying to see who’s in the room.

At first, all that she could make out is gold. The golden glow of the golden flame of the candles shining onto the golden desk set. But then she shifted to the left,her pulse hammering in her chest,her mother and Septa would’ve be so disappointed to see her spying someone.

In the room King Viserys second wife,Queen Alicent Hightower,came cross into her view from behind her desk. She stood, breathing hard with her jaw set, as she looked down at whoever is on the other side.

«I do everything you ask me,all the time,to assure you the position you decided to have for me!»a young boy with long pale blonde hair,was giving his back to the door but Y/n could see the way his shoulder were moving up and now and the sound of his short breath.

Prince Aegon Targaryen,second of his name,was wearing his mother house colors,a dark green vest,that had a even darker wet spot on his chest.At his feet a golden cup was spilled and the floor was covered in dense light red liquid,probably wine that could be smelled in the room.

The Queen face looked tired,an expression that Y/n observed during the big dinner that started the celebration of the Spring.The Tyrell family was sitting at the same table of King Viserys like every other year,drinking,laughing and feasting together.With the back of her eye,Y/n saw her father speaking in the Queen ear while her eyes were setting to where the young Lady Tyrell was sitting next to her first son.

«Everything i ask you?»the Queen repeated with a short laugh«If you were really doing what I’ve asked you,you’ll be out there dancing with the girl.Asking question about her,listening to her speaking to you!»she yelled again with exasperation.

Y/n itched closer to the door,her hands were playing with the hem of her dress.She had met prince Aegon only few times and all of them they only spoke to each other mere greetings words,nothing more that a quick bow and some stolen glances from the other side of the room.He was few years older than her,taller and with a mischievous grin alway present on his pale and beautiful face.But the way he acted made him look a spoiled child that didn’t care about anyone around him except for himself.

The young prince turned around,the way his feet wobble a little and his red tainted cheeks made Y/n realize that was already drunk.During the fest,where they were sitting next to each other,the little girl tried to start a conversation with him.She asked him about his hobbies,what felt like to fly on the back of a dragon and if he liked the flowers that she had personally chose for their table.

Aegon didn’t even acknowledged her presence,all of her questions were answered with a long awkward silence or the sound of him slurping his,the gods knows how many,cup of wine.In the end Y/n had found herself talking with princess Helaena,who was sitting across from her,that shared her same interest in insects and flowers.

It was in that moment that Y/n saw her father excuse himself and heading out of the party room,soon even the Queen and her son were gone.

With Aegon heading towards the table where a golden pitcher was,Y/n could now see how tired his purple eyes looked and the way his light blonde hair framed his delicate face.

«Why would i care to listen to her?She is boring and stupid.»Aegon muttered under his breath.

There was a metallic sound,the cup that Aegon was holding in his right hand fell to the ground and landed beside the one that was already there,more wine was staining the floor.

Queen Alicent was now standing in front of her son and after she had slapped the hand holding more alcohol,she grabbed the young boy by his jaw.Y/n gasped,covering her mouth with her hand and looking at the scared expression on the prince face.

His eyes widened,fear and pain inside of them fought for dominance,his breath quickened as his chest was moving faster like his heart was trying to escape it.He didn’t said a word while his mother brought him closer to her face.

«Because her father cares about her!»she stated through gritted teeth, her voice was loud and and made her look even more infuriated«Highgarden cares about her and that’s mean you have to care about her!»she continued.

Y/n froze on her spot,in her cute little dress,unable to move a single inch of her body.They were talking about her the whole time?She was the reason why the Queen was so mad to her son?

But then she realized with the Queen next words:«Once you’ll be sitting on the throne there will be a war and we will need Highgarden on our side!And to have it you need to have her first,can’t you understand that?»she asked letting go of her son face.

Y/n brain was melting in her head,a war?Aegon on the Iron Throne?But she thought that King Viserys named his first daughter,Rhaenyra Targaryen,as his heir.She remembered her father disappointment whenever,drunk or not,he was speaking of such a joke to have a woman to rule the Seven Kingdoms.

But what really shocked the little girl was what the Queen had alluded to:a union forged between their houses,a son for a daughter,a wedding.That’s must be why the prince was sitting next to her during the dinner,why his mother kept shifting the conversation on her and why her father often discussed with the Queen.They were promising their children to each other.

Aegon stumbled a little,caressing his aching jaw where his mother iron grip still lingered on his skin.He didn’t care for the throne,the political aspects,and most of all he didn’t wanted to belong to someone else,especially to Lady Y/n Tyrell.The young prince just wanted to be left alone,free to drink and have whoever he wanted,free from that weird little girl stupid conversation and cute face.

«Did you understand?»his mother bursted out again.

Y/n sucked in a breath, and on reflex, took another step. But she accidentally went forward instead of backward and hit the door. The hinges creaked,the door creeps open another inch, and she took a step back.

Oh, no.

She scurried back, away from the door, and whirled around, ready to bolt. But before she could escape, the door opened, light spilled across the dark hardwood floors, and a tall shadow loomed over her.

The little girl clenched her thighs, the silvery ache was burning like she was about to pee on her dress. Slowly, she she turned her head and saw Queen Alicent standing there in a dark green dress with golden embodied.The scowl on her face softened,and she lets out a sigh.

«Good evening,my dear.»she said,her lips curled in a slight smile as she gazed down at the little girl.

On instinct,Y/n took a step backwards.«My apologize,your Grace.»she bowed her head down«I…I got lost.»she swallowed,looking up at her brown eyes.«Do you know where my father is? I can’t find him.»she asked then,her voice was thin and polite,a little shaky just like her hands.

The Queen smiled,squatting down at Y/n level«You are Y/n,right?»she asked sweetly.

The little girl nodded,putting a foot behind her and ready to take a step back.But before she could,the woman in front of her caressed her cheek«You have your father eyes.»she said.

That wasn’t true and no one ever told her that.She was nothing like her father,not in the slightest.

Y/n cleared her throat«Do you know where my father is?»she asked again,desperate to leave that hallway and the situation.

But just then, the room’s other occupant swings the door open even more, letting the knob hit the wall, and charged around his mother and out of the room.Blonde messy hair,pale skin,tired purple eyes and stinking of wine,young prince Aegon was now in front of her.

His mother placed her hands on his shoulder making him jump a bit«I’m sure that my son will be more than happy to help you finding your father.Right,Aegon?»she squeezed him,a forced smile on her lips.

The boy seemed absent,his eyes empty while he was watching Y/n up and down memorizing the way she was holding her gown like she wanted to tear it off.It was clear that he wanted nothing to do with her at the moment or in the future,but at his mother will,a similar smile came across his face.

He moved silently,taking a few steps in Y/n direction«Of course mother,it would be a pleasure to help you Lady Y/n.»he said taking her hand in his.

Aegon walked fast down the hallway,wanting to be free by his mother presence as soon as possible and Y/n did her best to follow him.She didn’t even had the time to thank the Queen properly that her son had snatched her away,holding her hand in a iron grip that started to hurt her.

The little girl could sense the distress coming from the boy ahead of her and with every corner they turned,with the light of the candles,she could swore she saw tears forming in the corner of his eyes.

«My prince»started Y/n with a gentle voice,Aegon ignored her just like he did on dinner«I’m really sorry of the trouble this situation is causing you.If i can do anything to help you-»

Unfortunately Y/n knew that in the world she was living in,hardly young Lady and Lords had the fortune to marry someone out of love.Marrige was just a mere political question,sons and daughters to sold to the best offerer,to whom seemed to be the best for the family sake.

But maybe,she thought,if they were to be betrothed to each other they could get to know each other more and one day to actually love each other.

Aegon stopped walking right before entering the grand hall where the party was,from the other side of the door music was playing loud and the cheering could be audible from miles away.

Y/n stood still as the young prince turned to look at her«The only thing you could do to help me is to keep your little mouth shut and do not talk about this to me or anyone!»he hissed against the little girl finally letting go of her hand.

«But my prince-»Y/n tried only to be interrupted again.

«Do you wish me to tell your father that his precious daughter was spying to the Queen and future King?»he asked her,enjoying the way her face become pale at the mention of it.

With Y/n shaking her head,Aegon opened the door of the hall and a warm golden light welcomed them alongside the smell of flowers and sweet wine.

The prince disappeared in the crowd,not caring about finding Lord Tyrell because it was him who had found his daughter.Icy cold fingers wrapped themselves around Y/n arm,a familiar smell of alcohol came from his breath,as he turned his daughter to speak to her.

«Care to tell me why you where alone with the prince?»his asked her,his voice was low and an angry expression was present in his face,one that Y/n knew really well.

Y/n kept her eyes on her shoes,playing a little with her feet«I-I got lost and he helped me.»she spoke with a tiny voice.

Her father tightened his grip on her arm making her hiss in pain«And why were you lost when i specifically told to not leave your place?»her father was so close to her face that Y/n saw the redness in his eyes and the anger behind them

Y/n was his only daughter,his only child,his only rightful child to be specific,and her father never missed out the opportunity to let her know how much he wished for a son,a heir for Highgarden and how her only purpose was to be married off to some important Lord of the realm.

But now that he had planned the union with the prince,the future King of the Seven Kingdom,he couldn’t have his daughter weirdness to ruin his chance to be the father of the future Queen.Their engagement wasn’t official and it was inappropriate for a Lady like her to be alone with the prince.People could start talking.

With Y/n silence,Lord Tyrell spoke again«Did you really enjoy disobey me?Ruin everything that i plan for you?First it was Lord Stark son to say that you didn’t even speak to him,now you wander off the castle like a stupid girl and-»her father words were sharper than a knife that was cutting the layers of her heart,word after word.

But what really hurted her was the fact that she knew he was right.She had always been different from the other ladies and how her father wanted her to be.Y/n liked simple and soft things just like herself,just like her favorite spot in the gardens of her home where she spent half of her time hiding from the world.

«Your majesty,to what i own the pleasure?»her father voice changed immediately becoming joyful,a big smile was now present on his face as he let go of his daughter arm bowing his head to someone who was behind her.

Aegon voice surprised Y/n,who was still looking at her feet like they were the most interesting things in the world.A warm hand touched her back and she shivered,feeling the warmth irradiating her body through the delicate fabric of her dress.

With him next to her she felt more brave,tilting her head up as the young prince took place next to her«Lord Tyrell»the boy greeted politely«I just wanted to ask you daughter to dance with me.»he said narrowing his eyes at the man in front of him.

He was deep in the crowd,at his second cup of wine since he came back,when he saw the way Y/n eyes started to water,how her lower lip trembled trying to hold in the urge to cry and the horrible expression on her father face.The young prince felt a odd sensation in his chest,it was like he was watching himself interacting with his mother,but Y/n was far more soft than him and a grip like that would’ve broke her.

With hitching hands,his legs walked towards her before his brain could give them the command to do it and now he was holding her next to him.

«Of course,your majesty»Lord Tyrell answered instead of his daughter,his eyes sparkling«Y/n would be more than happy to accept,right sweetheart?»in her father words she could feel the thick desire to have the process of their union working.

Aegon turned to the girl next to him«Would you?»he asked again,but this time his voice was calm a reassuring.

He asked her,not her father,and he wanted to make sure that she was fine with it.Otherwise he would’ve found another excuse to drag her away from that horrible man.She may be boring and stupid,like he addressed her before,but no one deserved to be treated that way by the person who was suppose to love you unconditionally.

Y/n put on her best fake smile,turning to the prince next to her and bowing to him«I would like nothing more,my prince.»she answered with light voice.

Another song started to play,the dance floor was adorned with beautiful blue and lilac flowers and a warm golden light irradiated all the people dancing and laughing around.With the corner of her eye Y/n saw princess Helaena dancing happily with young prince Jacaerys,while the King watched them with a soft expression.

Queen Alicent and Lord Tyrell were now sitting next each other again,as their eyes followed where their children were going around all of the people.The young prince lead the little girl away from their judging eyes,away from the chaos at the center of the floor to a more private spot just for them.

Aegon placed his warm hands on Y/n hips after guiding her arms around his neck«Forgive my rudeness,your majesty,but i don’t think this is the way we are suppose to be dancing to this song.»Y/n said,that closeness made her arms weak and her legs shaky.

Princess Rhaenyra was also dancing with her husband,Lord Laenor Velaryon,alongside her first son and younger sister.Y/n saw the way people on the dance floor changed parter from time to time according to rhythm of the music,but whenever someone got close where Aegon and Y/n stood,the young prince prevented anyone to take his place in the young Lady arms.

«I’m the son of the king,»he stated«i can dance like i want.»

Y/n nodded as her partner twirled around,she could feel her father eyes on her alongside the warm brown ones of the Queen.

«Pretend to have fun,their are watching us.»Aegon spoke under his breath so that no one but her could hear him.

Her heart started to pound in her chest,it was difficult to maintain the eye contact especially when the prince was looking anywhere but at her«I promised to not speak about it,but this is really how it’s going to be between us?»she asked as Aegon twirled again.

The boy was holding in a yawn,like he couldn’t care less about what she asked«I’m sorry to be the one to let you know,my Lady,but there is no us.»he stated looking around them.

The little girl heart clenched a bit,her body moving but her mind was heavy like stone.It was her duty to find a honorable a suitable husband,that was the reason why she was born and the idea of prince Aegon being one scared her a little.It was clear that the young boy was interested only in himself,in his wine and beautiful young servant girls.

And if Y/n had to be his wife she had to swallow it all without saying a word,she was there for political matters not for love even she desperately wished to have a marrige filled with love and intimacy unlike her parents one.

Y/n bit down on her tongue but the words came out anyway«But when you become King you will need me by your side.»her voice was quiet and easily suffocated by the loud music.

Aegon stopped moving,the sound of the music dying in their ears as the song came to and end«Then,my future Queen,you should know where your place is and when it’s time to speak.»he told her,walking her to their table and disappearing once again in the crowd.

The next day the sun was up in the sky shining down to every living creature in King’s Landing.The delicate perfume of flowers was in the warm air and the chirping sound of the little birds was singing in the wind.

The spring was finally and officially there.

Y/n was sitting on the fresh green grass in the Red Keep garden,it was nothing like the big gardens that she grew up with at home,but that was the only place that she felt in peace and at ease.

Beside her the flower that she had picked with their beautiful and unique colors,were waiting to be intertwined in a small crown while Ser Larys Strong was sitting on a bench next to her.

During her first two days at the Castle,Y/n had spent the majority of her time in his presence sharing with him the same love and knowledge for plants and flowers of every kind.

«The roses bloomed beautifully this year.»he said looking at bush next to him and taking one in his hands.

Y/n nodded,a little smile on her face,but not taking her eyes off the flower crown«They were preparing during the whole winter and the result didn’t disappointed.»she stated.

Lord Larys watched the little girl carefully,he already did when he first visited Highgarden with his father for the first time.She was quiet,reserved and easy to toss around,also she was the head of one of the most richest houses in Westeros and the Reach would have offered her a strategic point during the years.

It was no surprise that he was the one presenting the idea to the Queen,having Y/n as Aegon wife would’ve certainly made behave the boy,gave him the support to his claim to the throne and her good and kind heart would’ve made her an amazing Queen to the people compared only to Alysanne Targaryen.

Lord Larys nodded,just like he,Queen Alicent and her father were preparing her and the future King to take the what was his birthright«A crown for a princess?»asked the man pointing with his walking stick what Y/n had been working on.

Y/n hand faltered a bit and she hoped that Lord Larys didn’t notice that and the way her cheeks heated up.She shook her head«I’m afraid i’m no princess,my lord.Just a crown for a normal Lady.»she said showing him the result.

Her mother,Lady Tyrell,had taught her how to do that when she was just a child«But you could be»Lord Larys stated,his eyes were calculating just like his words«You and prince Aegon seemed very fond of each other last night.»he told her,of course,hidden in the darkness,he was keeping an eye on the two of them just like everybody else.

«The prince was just being kind,my Lord»Y/n answered immediately,avoiding his intense gaze.

«The one who’s kind here is you,Lady Y/n.You could have made a Good Queen,if things were different.»Lord Larys stood up,holding his walking stick,and making his way towards the castle.

«Lord Strong»a young voice came in«My mother is looking for you.»Aegon stood in the middle of the garden,his purple eyes traveling on Y/n figure while the young Lady got on her feet and bowed to greet him.

Lord Larys gave Y/n a little smile«I wish you good evening my Lady,hope that we could spend more time talking about flowers in the future.»as he was taking his leaving.

«I wish you the same,my Lord.»Y/n responded holding the flower crown in her hands.

Aegon followed with his eyes the cranky figure disappearing inside the Red Keep«Was he bothering you?»he asked turning to face the young girl.

She was wearing a long light yellow dress,two long braids fell from each of her shoulder,her face was redden thanks to the sun and her eyes shined under the warm light.

A little spark plunged in the young boy chest as she smiled at him,shaking her head«Not at all,my prince.I find his company quiet enjoyable if i had to say.»she explained to him.

«You find enjoyable talking to that freak about boring plants and stupid flowers?»Aegon asked gesturing with his hand the bushes around them and with a confused expression on his face.

Y/n face scrunched up,a little scowl on her pretty face«Flowers are not stupid!»she stayed with red cheeks.

The smirk on Aegon face grew,as he founded enjoyable to torment the little girl as his liking«Boring and stupid»he corrected her«just like spring time.Why would we need spring when we have the long summer?»he asked peeling off the petals from a daisy.

Y/n let go of her little crown that landed on the soft grass,walking towards the bush where the roses that Lord Larys was talking about bloomed«There’s a lot of things that we don’t know about,my prince.But if the Gods decided to gif us with spring even though they already gave us the long summer,it means that,deep down,we know that we need it.»she explained with tender voice.

Aegon remained quiet for a bit but his mind was loud enough,he remembered the speech his mother gave him before the Tyrell arrival: “Deep in their blood and their bones,everyone knows,that one day you will be our King.”

But why would the real need him,the spring,when they already had Rhaenyra,the long summer?

Because they knew they needed him,the King first son,to sit on the Iron Throne and reign on the Seven Kingdoms.

«But what if the spring doesn’t want to come?»Aegon asked,his voice trembled a bit while he swallowed the lump in his throat.

He couldn’t even understand why,out of everyone,he was talking to her about this topic.But somehow,it came easy to speak his mind around her.

Y/n reached to a little lilac rose,it was tiny and the rosebud didn’t bloomed yet like the other flowers around«This one seems late»she said handing it to the prince«But that doesn’t mean that it won’t be as beautiful as the other.Maybe it will take many springs to get ready,but when it will be bloom it will be the most beautiful flower in the garden.»she reassured him.

Aegon watched the stem in his hands«You sound very confident in what you say.»he noticed.

The girl besides him nodded«With a little help anything can happen.»

The young prince felt the heavy rock on his heart being lifted for the first time in years,he had someone now on his side ready to fight his battle and to help him grow stronger every day.

As Aegon played with the flower in his hand a little sting crossed his palm«Ow!»he bursted out shaking his hand.

Y/n immediately took his hand in hers«What happened?»she asked trying to take a look.

«Your stupid flower!Did you wanted to kill me?»he answered with res cheeks and short breath.

Finally when the prince opened his hand,the little girl had to quiet down a giggle.Nothing had happened,there was just a little trickle of blood and a thorn in his palm.

Aegon hissed when Y/n took the thorn out without warning«Do you find my pain funny,Lady Y/n?»he asked,he seemed quiet offended.

Y/n cleared her throat from a another laugh«Absolutely not,my prince.»then she held his hand up close to her face.

«What are you-»Aegon words died on his mouth a warm feeling exploding in his chest.

She had brought her lips right were the small cut was on his pale,her soft and rosy lips kissing where it pained him«Here,all better now.»she said caressing the bloody flesh.

Aegon felt an unfamiliar warmth spreading all across him,a red sensation traveling from the tip of his feet right up to his neck while his hearth was hammering furiously in his rib cage.

And just like she said,everything was better now.

It has been a week since Y/n had found out that soon her engagement with prince Aegon will be officially announced before the end of the next week and since that day in the garden,the young Lady and the young prince were forced to spend time together.

Every excuse sounded like a good one to have time in the same room or at least talking to each other.His mother had called her more than once in her presence to express her gratitude for staying at her son side in a delicate time like this,a war was coming an the House of the Dragon will be divided,Rhaenyra and Aegon would be fighting in the first lines and they needed allies.

So much had changed of Aegon bratty demeanor during the time he spent in Y/n presence,his annoying jokes,his rudeness and troublesome behavior started to quiet down leaving everyone around him shocked.

Lady Y/n was the first one that treated him gently,when he talked to her he started to have a sense of totally intimacy between them.He could tell her anything about himself,his fears and even his weird little things,and she wouldn’t tell to anyone he knows that.Staying alone with her,spending time in her company felt like opening the door of his life a closing it behind him.

He wasn’t scared of them like the other little Lords were of a silent girl who never looked anyone in the eyes,she was actually a pretty gentle person,but he feared being around her,because of the confusing way he started to act,the things he had confessed to her that he normally wouldn’t say to anyone.

«Where are we going?»Y/n was trying to keep her voice quiet,a hand holding the gown of her pink dress and a laugh of her lips.

Aegon was holding her hand,it was late night,after another fancy dinner with the Lords and Ladies of Westeros,when he snatched her out from the dance floor.

The moon was high in the dark sky and the little stars were illuminating them from above.Dragonpit looked even more majestic at night.

«You remember what you told the first day you came at the castle?»he asked her opening the gate.

«I told you a lot of things,Aegon.You have to be more specific.»since the prince told her to address him with his birth name when they were alone,Y/n was using all of the time.

Aegon rolled his eyes«You told me that you wished to see a dragon.»he reminded her.

Y/n eyes widened a big smile now was present on her face.The inside of Dragonpit was dark only lighted with few torches on the stone walls,the air smelled like wild animals and it was quiet colder than she had imagined.

Aegon was guiding her,a hand behind her back as a big creature creeped out of the dark.

Sunfyre was his dragon,with gleaming gold scales,which shone like beaten gold in the sunlight,and pale pink wings membranes.Y/n swore that it was the most beautiful dragon ever seen in the know world.

The little girl took a step back out of instinct when the dragon came closer where it’s rider was«Don’t be afraid,it won’t hurt you.»Aegon reassured her.

She watched carefully how Aegon caressed the dragon necks,whispering to it something that she couldn’t understand,perhaps something in high Valyrian.«Come.»he said then outstretching his hand to hers.

For all of her life she had listened to stories and legends about dragons,how fast they were,how their fire could melt even steel and stone.And now,finally she had one in front of her eyes,and not just a dragon but Aegon’s.

Her legs felt like stone as she took little steps toward the monstrous creature that was keeping his bloody eyes on her small figure.Y/n could feel her heartbeat in her ears and her mouth go dry as Aegon placed her hand on Sunfyre warm scales.

Sunfyre rumbled a bit as his eyes closed enjoying the little pets he was receiving«I think he likes me.»the little girl said with enthusiasm.

Aegon had a genuine smile on his face,he was looking at the other part of him getting along with his future wife,the future mother of his children that will have to reign besides him.

He never felt this way,for anyone before.As his fingers brushed to her delicate face,under her chin to turn her head towards him he placed his warm lips to her soft ones.

It wasn’t the first time that he kissed someone,he was twelve years old and had his fun around the castle,but this felt different.The way his soul felt at ease and his skin itched to be close to her,the way her pure smell was intoxicating him made him week on the knees.

Y/n on the other side felt like her heart was about to explode in her chest,she was squeezing her eyes so tightly and her body was as still as a tree while she had pushed her lips to meet the prince ones.

Sunfyre growled as the patted from each other,and Y/n thanked the gods that Aegon was still holding her back because she felt like her legs weren’t able to keep her up.

«Y/n!»the little girl jumped away from his embrace when she heard the yells from her mother.

Lady Tyrell face was fuming,red as a dragon fire,while she was taking deep strokes to reach her daughter arm.Behind her Queen Alicent had a disappointed expression on her face,starring directly at her son,while Ser Criston Cole walked beside her.

«Mother!»Y/n said when Lady Tyrell dragged her away from the prince and his monster.

«What where you thinking to do to my daughter?»her mother bursted out at Aegon.

Sunfyre growled again in defense«We weren’t doing anything!»Aegon explained.

«And i should believe you just because you are the prince?»Lady Tyrell yelled again still holding her daughter«I heard stories about you and i don’t want you near my daughter!».

As always Lord Tyrell hadn’t informed his wife about his plans or maybe she just didn’t agree with him.

«He’s saying the truth,mother.»Y/n called everyone attention on her«I just wanted to see a dragon and the prince was kind enough to let me.»she saw the way Aegon face softened at her words.

The Queen let out a sight,placing a hand on Y/n mother arm«Maybe it’s better if we go back to the castle,the children are alright and we can talk about this in a better place.»tying to calm her down.

Lady Tyrell slapped the Queen arm away,Ser Criston was ready on his feet«A better place is Highgarden,where i will take my daughter tonight!»she screamed.

Aegon eyes widened,how could he stay without her now?He needed her beside him«You can’t do that!»the young prince took a step towards where Y/n was,Sunfyre moving closer behind him.

«Aegon!»his mother called him with a stern look.

«I can and i will!»Lady Tyrell informed him.

Sunfyre was looking directly at the woman,a low rumble coming from the back of his throat,his wings starting to moving agitatedly.

«I’m gonna keep her as far away from you-»with every word Lady Tyrell was speaking she was hitting Aegon with her finger,right on his chest and under the dragon eyes.

Y/n eyes widened,her breath got stuck in her throat as she watched Ser Criston pulling his mother away from in front of her.

A golden warm wrapped around the little girl figure,light flames danced on the skin of her left shoulder.Walking up her once untouched neck,her delicate chin and rosy cheek dissolving every trace of beauty and innocence she once had.Before her mother instigated Sunfyre,before the dragon opened his monstrous mouth and spit his unforgivable flames on Y/n.

It wasn’t her the dragon was aiming for,it was her mother.But it was Y/n who had found herself screaming till she collapsed on the dirty floor,her who was brought to the Grand Maester room in Ser Criston arms.

And it was her who never saw King’s Landing and Aegon again.As the week after the accident,her parents went back to Highgarden with an annulled union and two broken hearts leaving each other.

I really wanna See some benjicot black wood x targaryen reader

Could I request Aegon X reader with prompt #9?

9. ‘’Where did you learn to do that?’’

Request: Aegon waking his wife by going down on her

Warnings: 18+, smut, oral (f receiving)

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Nothing compared to the bliss of waking up to your husband’s head between your legs, placing kisses down your inner thighs. Aegon’s lips were almost featherlight, which intensified the sensation. 

Your eyes were struggling to open, your mind still half asleep, but your body was wide awake. A soft whimper left your lips when he reached close to your cunny, followed by a long whine as he gave each lips a slow lick with his tongue. 

Aegon then switched to the other thigh, repeating his loving ministrations and taking his sweet time. 

‘’Do you like it?’’ he asked, lifting his head and looking up at you with a devilish grin. 

‘’Yes.’’

He dipped his head down again, kissing the top of your mound before going lower, right on your clit. Your legs lifted off the bed as he took your bud between his lips, suckling and sending jolts of pleasure up your core. 

You moaned, throwing your head back against the plush velvet pillows.

''Where did you learn to do that?'' you had asked the first time he went down on you.

You would assume that, having spent his youth in a brothel, Aegon only knew brutish and selfish pleasure. At first, it was like that — just mindless fucking. But that was because he had never known love or affection. As you showed him love, he learned to be gentle and how to give you pleasure, showing that he was capable of more than just pounding into you like a ragdoll until he spilled his seed. 

Although, you didn't hate when he manhandled you and was a little rough...sometimes. 

His name rolled off your tongue in a breathed whisper as he flattened his, licking a long stripe along your slit. He feasted on you, humming and lapping and kissing your cunny while grabbing your thighs and pressing you against his mouth.  

‘’I could spend all day between your legs,’’ Aegon said, giving kitten licks to your clit before blowing air on your pink flesh and making your thighs tremble. He chuckled at your reaction, and went back to business. 

You pulled at his hair again, feeling yourself about to climax, but there was a knock on the door, interrupting your intimate morning activities. 

‘‘Erm, forgive for bothering you, my King, but the armorer has brought your armor. He wishes His Grace tries it on to ensure it fits perfectly or see if adjustments are needed,’’ the hand, Otto Hightower, said. There was an uncomfortableness in his tone, having likely heard what was happening behind the doors.

Aegon lifted his head, your wetness glimmering down to his chin. ‘’In a moment!’’ he called out in return. ‘’I'm breaking fast!’’

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