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LET'S GO LESBIANS LET'S GOOOO
Aeron is def Brazilian, we can't stand the word "duvido" (I doubt/you wouldn't do that), it has the same effect as "you wouldn't dare" because OH SWEETIE YES WE WOULD
sure, sure.
aeron is pretty and a little prissy. maybe too weak to be an effective knight. but everyone has to admit he’s got NERVE.
he’s obviously scared of Davos but he doesn’t back down when they are literally nose to nose.
“you wouldn’t dare!” davos says.
aeron’s silence seems to say “watch this.”
then the entire field is stacked with bodies and the mill’s burning because he HE DID DARE!
Like bro take your conjugal beefing to a therapist or smth just don't make a war out of it
gays will get divorced and make it everyone's problem smh
they came, they served sexual tension and enemies to lovers, they died
I'll never not believe that Davos is the one who fell first and harder. that he wasn't the one getting his heart truly broken. the one fighting for Aaron's love and attention and aching when he is denied. the one longing for Aeron and having to reckon with the fact that he can never truly have him, there's too much keeping them apart.
sure, Aeron has his own feelings, his own longing, his dread.
but you can see it in their faces, it's Davos's heart that's a mess, his soul that is aching, while Aeron is more confused and unsure of his own feelings and where they lie in the mess that is feuds and war and blood and kin.
Davos is angry but full of bitter, rage filled acceptance. Aeron is scared, confused, and stuck between acceptance and denial. and it's breaking me.
WHAT THEY DON’T KNOW — house of the dragon
Davos Blackwood x Bracken!Reader
[ forbidden love, sex content, oral sex, semi-outdoor sex ]
Description: The long-going feud between house’s Blackwood and Bracken won’t stop her from loving the man her heart desires, even if he is on the other side of the dispute.
Authors note: he might not be benjicot Blackwood but he’s still my man. And yes, I’m doing this instead of writing chapter 4 of serendipity…
The young lady Bracken sighed as her brothers messed around the field, a little too close to the barrier stones that separated the lands of house Blackwood and Bracken.
“Can you even get that thing up?” One of the brothers laughed. Aeron pulled the hilt of his sword from his belt, “Well enough for killing Blackwood’s” he smirked.
She only rolled her eyes, weaving daisies together to make a crown, bored of her brothers yet not enough to stay inside with her family back home.
She missed her lover. Though, she could never say it out loud, for she would be cast aside by her own family, she was in love with a Blackwood, and he loved her too.
“Bracken!” A familiar voice shouted. All of the yellow clothed siblings looked towards the men, a fluttering feeling filling her belly as she saw her lover stepping towards them.
“Put the boundary stones back.” Davos demanded.
“We didn’t move them.” Aeron said as he moved towards the Blackwoods. Davos scoffed, “Oh, did they move themselves then?”
“Just rolled their way over so Bracken cows can fill their bellies on Blackwood grass.” He continued.
Even when angry, he was the most handsome man she had ever seen. She constantly had to bite back a smile whenever she was around her family when she thought about him or saw him.
“The assize of Riverrun-“ Aeron began, “fuck the assize, and fuck you.” Davos smugly said, annoyed at the Bracken man.
“This is our land.”
“It’s Bracken land.”
The Lady Bracken finally stood from her rock, smoothing out the sides of her dress, flower crown in hand. She slowly stepped towards her brother, Aeron.
He turned away from the Blackwood boy, walking away from the situation. The Bracken girl’s eyes never left her lovers and his gaze finally met hers, almost softening instantly.
“Babe-killer.” Aeron mumbled under his breath as he passed his sister.
“What did you say?” His head whipped towards the Bracken boy. Aeron sucked in a breath, stepping back in front of his sister in a way of protecting her.
“Your false queen, Rhaenyra, is a kinslayer.” She gulped at her brother’s words. She knew what her lover would think of this, she worried of his words that would come later that night when they saw each other.
He knew she never agreed with her family, yet he always had something to say.
“Your uncle declared for Aegon, did he?” Davos bit his tongue.
“Well then, let me tell you.” He said as he stepped towards the Bracken’s. “Aegon Targaryen is no true king…just as you are not true knight.” He got into the boys face.
“You’re both craven, little cunts!” He exclaimed as he pushed the man back. She gasped a quickly stepped out of the way, Aeron pulled out his sword, pointing it at the man before him.
“Aeron!” She shouted.
Davos began laughing, stepping towards the blade, “you wouldn’t dare!”
She quickly broke up the men, “stop this at once! It is merely stones, they can be put back!” She tried to explain.
“Sister-!”
“We will put them back.” She looked between the boys before settling her eyes on her secret lover. “They will be put back, I promise you.”
His gaze lightened, “they better be.” He said as he pulled away, commanding his brothers to follow him back home.
“Why would you do that?” Aeron asked.
“Would you rather die over stones?” She scoffed.
“Fuck-“ she gasped as her lover flicked his tongue over her swollen bud, one hand gripping his dark locks under her skirts and another gripping the wooden barrel beneath her.
The torch light of the empty stable, much far away from the homes of both lovers, shined against her pale skin. Her dress falling down her shoulders.
His tongue entered her dripping entrance. The moans that escaped her were loud and needy as she through her head back in pleasure.
“Davos, please- my love!” Her hips began grinding onto his face, chasing the pleasure he brought her.
His hands gripped onto the soft flesh of her thighs, eating her cunt as if it would be the last meal he would ever have.
The feeling of her peak blinded her, forcing her to see the light. Her noises were louder than ever before as he brought her to her high.
Her heart beat rapidly as she came down to earth, giggling at the bubbly feeling she felt expanding through her.
Her lover stood from her skirts, licking his lips of her essences. His smile was intoxicating, his hands found their way to her waist as he pulled her into him, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss as she jumped down with shaky legs to the ground.
“I love you-“ he mumbled into her mouth.
She pulled away from his lips with a smile on her face, “and I love you.” She pressed her forehead to his.
His hungry lips found hers again in a sensual kiss. He began yanking the dress down her shoulders and she reached to unlace the bodice.
The dress became undone and fell off her body, leaving her in a shift. The Bracken girl unpinned his cloak from his shoulders and slid it off, laying to on the ground below them.
She shrugged his undershirt off of his torso, her fingers finding their way to his breeches, unlacing the pants as they knelt down onto the cloak.
He threw off his breeches as she pulled her shift off of herself, revealing their bare bodies to each other.
He took her bare beauty in for a brief moment, truly not understanding how she could be apart of such a horrible family, yet be so perfect.
“My beautiful girl.” He smiled as he quickly tucked his head into her neck, bringing them to lay onto the cloak. She laughed at the feeling of his lips on her skin like a feather tickling her.
He leaned over her body, pressing a sweet kiss onto her smiling lips. His hands shifted her thighs up to rest on his hips.
“Are you ready?” He asked.
She nodded, taking his cheeks into her hands and gently pressing their heads together. Intimate moments like this, she cherished.
She gasped as his cock pushed against her entrance before sliding in gently. He bit his tongue at how tight she was, no matter how many times they did this, she was still so tight.
He began pumping into her tight, sopping cunt. His head fell into her neck with a groan, his hips not stopping their growing pace.
Her moans were music to his ears, conformation he was doing well.
“My love-“ she whimpered into his ear, planting wet kisses onto his neck. Her walls tightened around his cock as he continuously hit the deepest and most pleasurable part of her core.
Her back arched into him, her tits pressed themselves against his chest. “Davos-“ she gasped.
“Go on, my sweet- cum for me..” he groaned. Her cunt spasmed around his length, her mouth fell agape at the feelings of her peak taking over her for the second time that night.
His thrusts grew quick and erratic, he was close as well. “Fuck-“ he groaned, gripping onto her thigh with one hand and holding himself up onto the hay above her.
He quickly pulled out of her cunt, his hand flying down to his cock, pumping himself onto her stomach. His cum painted her belly in white streaks.
He fell down to her side and laid their panting next to his lover.
She pulled her handkerchief from the pocket of her dress and wiped herself and her belly from their spend.
The Bracken girl snuggled her body into her lovers side, head resting on his chest. Her fingers danced on his chest, drawing random shapes onto the warm skin. He pulled her in close with his arm, his own fingers caressing the skin of her bicep.
“So, your uncle really declared for aegon?” He broke the comforting silence.
She sighed, “must we really talk about this now, right after you fucked me so good?” She raised her head from his chest with a smile.
“Only asking, my love. Your brother is a foul prick, calling the rightful heir a kin-slayer when-“ he started before she forced her finger onto his lips to silence his rambling.
“Please, shut up about our families.”
He took her hips into his grasp and turned them over to where he was on top and she was below him, “you’re lucky I love you.” He smiled as she giggled at his words.
He sealed his confession with a kiss, the lovers worried of no one, miles away from their homes and under the roof of an abandoned stable, in the comfort of the night sky.
DELICATE TOUCHES — house of the dragon
Davos/Benjicot Blackwood x betrothed!reader
[ innuendo ]
Description: After Davos gets himself into a fight with another, his betrothed helps him clean up his cuts and bruises. Her soft touches only made him fall harder for his beautiful wife-to-be.
Authors note: Thank you so much for 450 followers! I appreciate all of the kind comments I’ve been receiving and I thank you all for the support!
Heavy steps rung through the walls of raventree hall as Davos made his way to his betrothed’s apartments. His nose bled red as well as his lip, A red bruise forming under his eye.
He gripped the hilt of his blade as his stomps grew louder to the ears of his wife-to-be. Her ears peaked up at the sounds of her door swinging open.
Her head whipped from her writing desk to the entrance of her chamber. To her surprise, her betrothed stood bloody at her doorway.
“Davos? Whatever happened?” She rushed over to him, taking his bruised face into her hands.
He winced at her palm connecting with his bruised cheek. She quickly moved her hand to rest on his chest, her eyes roamed over her body as she checked his bruises and cuts.
“Come, my love.” She led him to her vanity, forcing him to sit down on the dark red stool. She stood in between his legs, her bum facing his front as she searched through the drawers for a cloth.
His hands found their way to her behind, giving it a rough squeeze before she swatted his grabby hands away.
He smiled at her response. He was so in love with the woman in front of him, his sweet betrothed. The two had been promised since they were only children and grew to love each other.
Their wedding was only a few moons away and they couldn’t wait much longer. They longed for each other, in more ways than one.
“Ah ha!” She exclaimed and held up a white cloth. She poured water onto the rag from the pitcher on a nearby table, making her way back to Davos.
She tilted his head up with the tips of her fingers, lightly tapping the cloth onto some cuts on his lip. “Do I want to know what happened?” She asked.
He hands rested on her hip as he shook his head at the woman. His gaze fixed onto her features as he took the beautiful woman’s radiance in. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”
“Everyday, dearest.” She giggled.
“Perhaps I should tell you more often, eh?” He said with a smirk.
Her gentle touches made his skin litter with goosebumps and butterflies dance in his stomach.
She wiped the blood from under his nose and dabbed the cut on his lip. He hissed slightly at the pain. “I’m sorry,” she said.
She placed a delicate kiss on his lips, “a kiss to make it feel better.” She smiled. He breathed out a laugh, “it must be healed already!”
His betrothed took a seat on his thigh, resting her head on his shoulder as she gazed up at him. “You must not provoke people, I hate seeing you like this.” She said softly, her fingers dancing across his cheekbone.
“He shouldn’t have said what he said.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“What did this man say?” She asked. His eyes drew to the wall in front of his, avoiding her sweet stare.
“He said that- if he were me- he would’ve already…fucked you bloody.” He whispered.
Her heart sunk. Davos was nothing but sweet with her, she was glad he wanted to wait until they were wed. He was the most respectful and kind man she had ever met.
He was incredibly protective over her, something she loved about him. “Do not listen to these cruel and disgusting men. I only belong to you. And- I love how soft you are with me.”
His eyes softened and gaze fixed back onto her. A smile was painted onto her face, and she quickly pressed a rough kiss onto his lips, making him wince in pain.
“I’m sorry! I forgot- heavens me..” she cried.
He laughed, “forget about it.” And his lips found their way back to hers, where they belonged.
SNEAKING AROUND W/ DAVOS — davos “benjicot” blackwood x betrothed!reader
[ sex content, oral sex, handjob, pre-marital sexual relations, cum-eating ]
The woman’s back arched off of the warm sheets of her betroth’s bed as he devoured her cunt like he was a starved man.
She couldn’t take it, her hips acted as if they had a mind of their own, humping the face of her betrothed as his tongue licked at her entrance and his pretty button nose caught on her throbbing bud.
His big hands gripped onto her shaking thigh. His face was buried in between her perfect legs, he could die here and be happy.
His lips wrapped around her swollen bud, sucking and licking at the ball of nerves and bringing her terribly close to her much needed peak.
Her fingers gripped tightly onto his shaggy locks as her muscles began to tighten. The moans and whimpers just fell out of her, she couldn’t do anything to stop them, nor did she want to.
“Fuck- my love-!” She came to her release with a gasp.
Davos drank up her release, sending her into a whimpering mess of overstimulation. “no more..” she pushed his head away from her dripping core.
He sat up with a smirk painted on his face, licking his lips of her arousal.
“I need you…davos..” she said as she placed a hand on his throbbing cock. His breeches were the only thing on his body, her fingers pulled the strings and unlaced them slowly.
“I will not dishonor you in further ways than I already have.” He laid his forehead against her own. They only had mere weeks till their wedding, why wait?
“But I want you too-“
“No, I will not.” He said sternly.
She grabbed his hard cock from inside of his unlaced breeches, “then let me please you as well.” She pressed a soft kiss on his lips, collecting the arousal from the tip of his cock and using it to help her stroke his length.
His head fell onto her shoulder in pleasure. He watched as the woman he loved so much stroked him so well, her hand paying much attention to the tip.
“Feel good, my sweet?” She asked, his hips rutting up into her fist. He grunted out a yes. Only little moans and grunts came from the man, yet he was in immense pleasure.
His cock throbbed in her hand. “Fuck-“ he gasped. Her pace quickened, his peak was near.
She smashed her lips onto his, forcing her tongue into his mouth. It all began to be too much for him. The feeling of it all took over his body, he released all over her hand and her lower stomach, painting them a milky white.
She giggled into his mouth, playful biting his lip before breaking the kiss. “You are something else, woman.” He mumbled with a smile. They both sat up, he began to clean her up with a cloth.
She licked his spend from her fingers as she stared up at him with an innocent gaze, “you little minx-“ he pushed her back onto the bed, ready to ravish her once more.
Present for my friend. She is so obsessed with them☺️
still going insane for our feuding lovers :((( art for my ongoing fic because I refuse to move on from them!!!!
somebody has to write this asap I am begging
davos, drunk with his blackwood mates: y'know, i've really met the one, fellas the blackwood lads: *drunkenly cheering and groaning in support* davos, slurring: —got this messy brown hair that's so soft... these hazel eyes, soft plump lips... and that nose one of the blackwood lads: she sounds great, mate davos, dreamily: yeah, he is the blackwood lads: what davos: what
gays will get divorced and make it everyone's problem smh
they came, they served sexual tension and enemies to lovers, they died
they couldve matched each others freak in another timeline 💔
close enough ? welcome back romeo + juliet
( davos blackwood + aeron bracken )
This is the face of a man who is about to cry when his situationship hints they are going to war with each other, for real this time
