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At Least Ask - Jacaerys Targaryen/Velaryon

Jace x sister Fem!Reader

Rhaenyra Targaryen x daughter Reader

Daemon Targaryen x daughter Reader

Warnings: normal G.O.T stuff

Word count: 630

Summary: Jace plan’s on asking his mother and Daemon if he can marry his 2 year younger sister Y/n.

Masterlist

House Of The Dragon Masterlist

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“Mother.” Jace spoke, peeking his head into her chambers, seeing his mother and Daemon inside. He was hoping they would be in their shared room, it would give them more privacy.

“Yes Jace?” Rhaenyra turned to face where her son was, she was curious as to what he could want to see them about.

“Can I speak to you?” he asked, Jace was nervous about what he wanted to discuss with them but he was determined.

“Always.” Rhaenyra nodded, gesturing for him to enter fully into the room. The mother and son took a seat on the bench seat in the middle of the room. Daemon stayed back but he was listening intently. “What did you want to speak with me about sweetheart?”

“I know I am of age to get married. And I would like to ask you to consider an option.” Jace took a deep breath before he spoke, gaining some much needed confidence.

“Go on.” She smiled a little at how grown up he had become, Rhaenyra spared a glance back at Daemon. The two shared a knowing smile.

“I would like you to consider a union between me and Y/n.” Jace said bravely, trying not to let his nerves show.

“Your sister?” Rhaenyra raised her brow’s in shock but kept a smile on her lips. It wasn’t uncommon for Targaryens and siblings in the family to get together.

“Yes.” He would firmly.

“Does she know you're asking us?” Daemon spoke up, a smile on his face as well which brought a level of comfort to Jace seeing them both smiling.

Jace shakes his head before explaining. “No. We’ve talked about it but she doesn’t believe you’ll say yes so she considers it a fantasy. One she doesn’t want her heartbroken over hoping it could happen. I, on the other hand, want to at least try and ask you.”

Rhaenyra and Daemon shared a silent conversation with just one look before she turned back to Jace.

“We’ll think on it.” She promised squeezing his hand in assurance.

“Thank you. That’s all I ask.” Jace smiled before getting up and leaving their chambers, hoping they would think on it.

“What do you think?” Rhaenyra asked Daemon once Jace left.

Daemon walked over to his niece/wife and wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head.

“It is in tradition with our house. And they aren’t fully brother and sister either.” Daemon stated. Y/n didn’t share Ser Harwin Strong as a father like her brother Jacaerys and Lucerys. The main reason Rhaenyra and Daemon knew why she had the Targaryen hair was because of that.

If Jace and Y/n were to have children they would more than likely have the Targaryen hair color. With the gene in Jace and Y/n would only make it stronger.

“They don’t know that.” Rhaenyra turned her head to her uncle/husband.

“Of course they don’t. That would involve telling them that I snuck into the castle and we had a passionate night together that resulted in our lovely Y/n.” Daemon let out an amused laugh, smirking at the memory.

Rhaenyra turned in her seat to face him with a smile, reaching for his hand. “They don’t need to know. Besides, I do not think it would change anything. They love each other.”

“We’ve watched them grow close together over the years. He’d lay down his life for her. I couldn’t think of someone I trust her more with.” Daemon told her honestly, thinking about his little dragon with the Velaryon Strong boy.

“We’ll tell them that we accept his proposal in a few days.” She smiled up at Daemon, their decision and minds made up in agreement.

“They’ll both be ecstatic.” He stated smiling back.

Taglist: @gruffle1 @padawancat97 @misspendragonsworld

Princess Jacaerys Velaryon

Hi, could you do a mini-series with Jacaerys Velaryon? Where she is the daughter of Alicent and Viserys, they used to kind of hate each other as children but after the argument over the succession to Driftmark, Rhaenyra stays at King's Landing with her family and they begin to subtly fall in love. Thank you.

THE BURN WITHIN — House of the dragon

PAIRINGS: Jacaerys Velaryon x Targaryen!reader

SUMMARY: Ever since you could remember, you’ve hated Jacaerys. He was annoying and not to mention, a bastard. After your brother lost his eye at the hands of Jace and his brother, you truly despised him. Many years of being apart pass and he and his family are back in kings landing. May his return spark something deep inside you?

SERIES WARNINGS: afab reader. insest. sexual content. profanity. reader is described to have Targaryen features (white hair, lilac eyes). reader rides silverwing. reader is alicent’s third child.

WORD COUNT: 0.6k

( prologue ) ( Chapter one ) ( Chapter two )

The sound of metal clanging together and conversation filled your ears as you stood in the training yard of the red keep.

“So, Princess Rhaenyra is coming back to kings landing?” Your best friend, Lara strong, asked as you both watched your bother and Ser Criston Cole duel.

Lara was the daughter of Larys Strong, with her father and your mother’s sort of friendship, you grew close over the years.

“Yes, supposedly her children’s great uncle has question Lucerys’ legitimacy to the driftwood throne.” You informed her.

“I’d like to see that go down.” She joked, earning her a laugh from you.

You watched a pair of brunette boys step down into the yard. All eyes turned on them and you realized who they were. Your bastard nephews.

You squinted your eyes to get a better look at the boys as they messed around with the table of swords.

You brushed down your pink and white gown, lifting up the bottom to step closer to see the boys. The shorter one had a mop of dark brown hair and big eyes, looking very similar to the late Ser Harwin strong. Though the taller one, looked more like your half-sister Rhaenyra, just with dark brown locks. This was obviously Jacaerys, and oh how he’d grown.

“Well, look who’s here..” you said as you held your hands together with a smirk on your face.Your attention drew towards the current duel taking place.

You watched Aemond move swiftly as he dodged Ser Criston’s attacks. His sword was swinging gracefully as he finally pointed the tip towards Criston’s neck, essentially winning the fight.

Jace and Luke moved towards the crowd and watched the men fight, though when it ended, the sword was pointed to them.

“Nephews…have you come to train?” Aemond asked.

Your smirk only grew when their faces fell from the smiles they once had. Jace’s gaze flicked from Aemond to you, his eyes widening at the sight of you staring at him.

This gave you a moment to take in his grown features. He may be a bastard but damn, does he look handsome as ever. You shouldn’t be having these thoughts but his good looks are clouding you mind and your judgement of him.

You watched as he gulped, his face turning a slight pink as the gate opened and the guards announced Vaemond Velaryon’s arrival.

You and Lara giggled to yourselves as Vaemond gave Lucerys a death stare as he passed, the poor boy looked as if he was going to piss himself as the older man walked by.

“Poor boy…” Lara laughed.

“Come with me.” You said as you stepped towards your nephews. Jacaerys turned his attention back towards you as he heard steps growing closer to him.

“Nephews! How wonderful it is to have you back..” You said with a fake smile, your fingers laced together in front of you, pushing your arms against your tits to push them together.

Jace’s eyes moved down to your breasts, his pink cheeks only grew in color. Luke grimaced at the sight of his brother clearing fawning over their aunt.

“I’m surprised you’re happy to see us, especially how we left each other so long ago…” Jace spoke up.

“Hm…well time has passed, has it not?” You glared slightly at the taller man in front of you, remembering the not so found memory.

“I guess. I-it’s very good to see you too, Y/N. You’ve…grown.” He says as he shamelessly looked you up and down.

You hand touched his arm, caressing his bicep as you begin to walk away, “Why, thank you! have a nice day, Jacaerys.” You smirked, brushed your white curls behind your shoulder.

“You as well, Lucerys.” You called as you walked towards the stairs of the yard.

“The audacity of him to mention that!” Lara said as she caught up with you.

“Bastard!” You grumbled as you rolled your eyes at the interaction. You silently prayed for Vaemond to eat them alive tomorrow with his words.

SERENDIPITY — house of the dragon

Jacaerys Velaryon x Stark!Reader

[ innuendo, mentions of war ]

Description: As Lord Cregan Stark’s most trusted adviser and sister, she had stayed by his side as the prince of the realm made his petitions for support of his mothers claim and to help aid their side in the war. Though, the prince had more of an effect on the younger stark sibling than the other.

series warnings: sexual descriptions, angst, adultery ??, death, violence, sexual tension, and more.

Series masterlist

Summer was ending and winter was approaching swiftly. With the wind howling each night, the air had felt dry and the sun had seemed to not have much of effect on the chill that was coming.

The sunlight had began peaking through the cracks of the curtains on the windows, shining in her eyes and awaking her from her slumber. She stretched her muscles and groaned quietly at the aching of her bones. The furs that covered her body had fell onto the bed as she rose from the pillows.

Her dark curls cascaded down her bare back, the ticklish feeling of her hair on her skin made her shiver. The cool air made her nipples harden. She slipped out of bed and shifted on her robe before stepping over the fireplace and lit up a fire with a piece of flint. The warmth of the fire began to heat up the chamber, making the girl smile in delight.

She opened up her wardrobe and her hands led her to a beautiful red dress, one of her favorites. She felt today may be a good day, so why not wear it.

She slipped off her robe and bared herself to the stone walls of her chamber, before stepping into her dress and tying the laces of the corset back. She took the fur coat and slid it over her shoulders.

A knock was sound at the wooden door, “you may enter!” The stark girl spoke. Entered her brother, Cregan and her dog, whom he gifted her when she was a mere girl, Grim, waltzed into her apartment.

“Well hello there, big boy!” She knelt down as the dog ran up to the. Grim had the appearance of a direwolf yet smaller, a reason Cregan had gifted her the pet.

“Good morrow to you too, sister.” Cregan laughed. Grim licked her cheek, she giggled at the wet, ticklish feeling of his harsh tongue on her cheek. “I apologize, I just like him more.” She said as she scratched behind the dogs ears.

“Well, I won’t debate with you about that, he is more cuddly than I am.”

“Come, we must go attend to the training lessons. It is always quite funny to see the boys get put on their asses by one another.” She said to which Cregan had a laugh over.

His arm in her hand, they walked through the castle together and stepped out into the chilly air of the outdoors. The winds were calm and the sun was shining down upon the horizon.

Swords clashed together as boys of winterfell trained with the experienced men. “Stand tall!” Cregan shouted at one of the boys whom was hunched over during his attack.

She ran a kind hand down her brother’s bicep before sitting down on a crate as she watched the training session. Some of the boys whom stood on the sidelines began whispering among themselves as they stared at the woman.

The winter beauty, she was known as, Sister of Lord Cregan Stark, the lady of winterfell, one of the most unobtainable women in the North, unless they want to feel the wrath of her brother.

Screeching could be heard in the distance. “Dragon!” Yelled men from the towers and the wall. The lady jumped from her seat and beside her brother.

Grim ran up to his owners, standing in front of them, ready to defend. “Come, boy.” Cregan said as he lead both his sister and the dog to the gates of winterfell

“Tis Prince Jacaerys Velaryon, ‘said he has word from his mother, the queen!” A man from above shouted towards Cregan. “Open the gates!” He nodded.

The wooden gates slowly opened, revealing a curly head of hair and a yellow dragon. The prince turned his head around to reveal his features. The lady had felt her face heat up, a curious thing indeed. No man had ever made her swoon.

And she was swooning. A heat had arose in her belly as he walked towards the siblings. Her lips parted as she stared the boy down, she had never seen a man who had been so beautiful.

Grim had nudged his head against his owners thigh, practically begging her to step out of her trance and stop embarrassing herself in front of royal blood.

She quickly shut her mouth and straightened herself before he approached the pair.

“M’lord.” The Velaryon prince bowed and took Cregan’s hand in a firm shake. “M’lady.” He took her and pressed a soft kiss on the top of her knuckles, perhaps trying to kill her right there and then.

“My prince.” Cregan bowed, she quickly followed in her brother’s path.

“Perhaps we should talk elsewhere.” Cregan said as the expression on the prince’s face began to sour before he spoke.

The lord of winterfell led his sister and the prince to his private chambers, his personal workplace of sorts. “Please, sit.” He offered as he pointed to the chair in front of the desk, making his own way around to his chair.

His advisor stood behind him, her hands entwined in front of her as her dog laid himself at her feet.

“War is approaching M’lord. I am here to gain your support for my mother’s claim, your father swore an oath to my mother when she was named heir.” The prince began.

The air was taken from the lady’s chest as she heard news of war. “War? Has the heir’s claim come into question?” She spoke up.

“More or less, the Hightowers, upon my grandsire’s death, usurped the iron throne and placed Aegon Targaryen on my mother’s seat.” Jacaerys sighed.

Cregan seemed puzzled and his expressions were unclear. He slumped into his chair, “My apologies, my prince, but I cannot just give my support without knowing full and well what the North as a whole will be supporting, oath or not.”

Jacaerys nodded. “I understand, my lord.”

“How about this, spend a few nights in the North and help me gain an understanding of this cause I am supporting.” Cregan said without a second thought.

“Very well, M’lord. I shall send word to my mother.” Jacaerys smiled.

SERENDIPITY MASTERLIST — house of the dragon

Jacaerys Velaryon x Stark!Reader

Description: As Lord Cregan Stark’s most trusted adviser and sister, she had stayed by his side as the prince of the realm made his petitions for support of his mothers claim and to help aid their side in the war. Though, the prince had more of an effect on the younger stark sibling than the other.

series warnings: sexual descriptions, angst, adultery ??, death, violence, sexual tension, and more.

Authors note: this will not follow the exact storyline or timeline that Jace is in winterfell. For obvious reasons, time has been extended and the war doesn’t happen so quickly. I intend to make this more than a 10 part series so please bear with me as this will take me sometime to finish. Thank you!

[ Ch. 1 ], [ Ch. 2 ], [ Ch. 3 ], [ Ch. 4 ]

SERENDIPITY CH. 2 — house of the dragon

Jacaerys Velaryon x Stark!Reader

[ Sexual tension, awkwardness ]

Description: As Lord Cregan Stark’s most trusted adviser and sister, she had stayed by his side as the prince of the realm made his petitions for support of his mothers claim and to help aid their side in the war. Though, the prince had more of an effect on the younger stark sibling than the other.

series warnings: sexual descriptions, angst, adultery ??, death, violence, sexual tension, and more.

Series masterlist

War was coming. After years of peace and prosperity in the realm, the house of the dragon was divided and all would feel its wrath.

Cregan had assigned his sister to help the prince to his chambers, the empty one across from her own. Nervously, she did, leading his through the halls of their estate, touring his around as they passed rooms.

“And this will be your chambers.” She said as she opened the wooden door and stood to the side awaiting for him to follow her inside.

“I understand it may not meet your standards of living but it’s one of the best we have.” She stared at the ground as she spoke. Winterfell was beautiful, any northerner would agree but it wouldn’t meet the expectations of someone from the south, especially a prince.

“It’s perfect.” He said. Her gaze lifted and found the prince already looking at her. She felt small under his stare. Her mouth felt dry and her cheeks felt hot, how could a man be so beautiful? She could never know.

“I- Well…I should get out of your way so you may get comfortable. I’m right across the hall, if you need anything, my prince, I’d be happy to help.” She bowed before stepping towards the door to leave.

“Thank you, my lady. You are very kind.” He smiled at her as she left. She practically tripped over her own feet as she stared at his smile.

Her pace quickened to make it to her room as soon as possible. She let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding for when she shut her door. No man has ever made her feel or act like a fool in their presence.

“Gods, what’s wrong with me?” She spoke to herself as she pressed her palm to her forehead. She began pacing through her chambers, hands on her hips as she thought of what was wrong with herself.

A knock came at her door and in came her lady-in-waiting, Arina (Ah-ree-nah), quickly walking in and shut the door.

“I heard the prince of dragonstone was here. Did you get to meet him?” She asked excitedly, almost jumping with joy.

“Yes..” Lady Stark said slowly as she sat herself down on a bench in front of her bed. “What has happened?” Arina’s once joyful expression fell, immediately sitting down with her lady and taking her hands into her own.

“War is approaching. But…that’s not all.” Arina’s jaw dropping, “War? What do you mean? And what else has happened?”

The lady gulped, “The prince…I act like a fool in front of him, and I’ve only just met the man!” She laid her head against the post of her bed, embarrassed with herself.

“Well, he is a prince. Is he handsome?” She asked, curious to know. “Devilishly so.” She replied.

“Perhaps, you are falling for him. Someone has finally struck the lady of winterfell’s heart!” She smiled and placed a mocking hand over her chest. The lady scoffed, standing up immediately to get away from the annoying girl.

“I am not falling for him, I merely just met him.” She sighed.

“Many people have falling in love at first sight. I did with my Charlie. I was falling as soon as I saw those beautiful bright green eyes.” She gleamed at the thought of her husband.

Arina’s husband was the best blacksmith in town, they had met a few years ago while her and lady stark had went in town to aquire the new sword that Cregan had commissioned for her.

And now they are married with two children, one of the loveliest couples in winterfell.

“Well, I better get on going. I’ve got some chores to do before we have that feast tonight.” Arina began before heading for the door.

“Feast?” Lady stark questioned.

“Didn’t your brother tell you? For the prince.” She replied.

“I was just about to, but thank you, Arina.” Cregan’s deep voice sounded from the doorway. Arina turned herself to face the tall man.

“You are very welcome, My Lord. I will be back later to help dress you, My lady!” She called as she walked out.

Cregan let out a breathy laugh before stepping into his sister’s room, Grim following behind him. “I arranged this feast to welcome the prince to winterfell, as he is to stay for the next days.” Cregan explained, earning him a nod from his sister.

“I need you to inform him, I have lots to do before this quickly planned event.” He said, “alright.” She sucked in a deep breath. Lord stark took his leave down the hall, his large fur coat swaying as he walked.

“Come, Grim.” Lady Stark said as she stepped towards the Prince’s apartment, taking yet another deep breath before knocking. His door swings open, and reveals the handsome prince to her sights.

“Didn’t think I’d see you so soon, My lady.” Jacaerys smiled, “my apologies for disturbing you, my prince.” She began.

“No need to apologize, My lady. You’re not a disruption at all.” He said. Grim finds himself strutting inside the prince’s chambers, curiously looking around the room.

“Grim! No-“ she instinctively runs after him, forgetting herself in that very moment. She trips over the wood floor and before she hits the hard ground, a strong arm catches her.

“My lady, are you alright?” He asked as he placed both hands on her waist to steady her.

Her heart is pounding outside of her chest, she finds it hard to breathe in such a stuffy room. Her eyes shoot all across his face, taking in this moment to see him up close without even realizing it.

“I am very sorry, I didn’t mean to fall onto you. How rude of me-“ she rambled. Jacaerys chuckled, “You didn’t, My lady. I am perfectly fine. Now, are you alright?” His eyes meet hers, a concerned look is upon his face.

“I am alright, I am incredibly sorry for my dog, he is usually well behaved.” She said.

His touch felt hot thought the fabric on her body, her chest rose and fell quickly, the corset feeling rather constricting. A warmth in her lower stomach began to bloom, his gaze was intense and making her feel things she felt she shouldn’t have.

She felt his hands leave her waist. He coughed awkwardly, “I apologize for my forwardness. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“You didn’t-“ she began, “so, what did you need me for, my lady?” He smiled kindly as they spoke at the same time.

Of course, the feast. She was so entranced by him that she almost forgot the main reason she was there.

“My brother has planned a feast tonight, in honor of your arrival. As a welcome to winterfell.” She said.

“I appreciate your hospitality. From you and your brother.” She grinned, nodding her way before seeing her way out, her dog following her as she pats her thigh as a commands

She reached the door as a hand caught hers, stopping her in her tracks.

Her head whipped towards the prince, his hand enclosed in hers.

“Shall I see you there, my lady?” He asked hesitantly, not wanting the interaction to end so soon.

“Of course, my prince.” She said with a soft laugh.

“Jace. Please, call me Jace.”

“I shall see you tonight, Jace..”

[ TAGLIST 💌 : ] @aegonswife

SERENDIPITY CH. 3 — house of the dragon

Jacaerys Velaryon x Stark!Reader

[ Sexual tension, innuendo ]

Series masterlist

Description: As Lord Cregan Stark’s most trusted adviser and sister, she had stayed by his side as the prince of the realm made his petitions for support of his mothers claim and to help aid their side in the war. Though, the prince had more of an effect on the younger stark sibling than the other.

series warnings: sexual descriptions, angst, adultery ??, death, violence, sexual tension, and more.

The scent of Lavender filled the air of the chambers as the Lady Stark sat in the warm water of her bath, her nerves on edge for the night to come. Arina sat near the tub, scrubbing her lady’s arm.

“Don’t be so nervous, my lady. He is just a man.” Arina attempted to soothe her nerves, yet to no avail.

“I know, i cannot understand what is wrong with me. I am usually very well with men.” Lady stark took joy in toying with men who saw her for only her beauty, she drew them in close before letting them feel her brother’s wrath.

Both her and her lady-in-waiting found amusement in seeing how far the men would go for her just because she was a beautiful woman. Men only think with their cocks, not their hearts. And she wanted a man that was the opposite and who would love her for who she really was.

“I cannot wait to see this mysterious prince who caught the eye of my lady.” Arina smiled before her lady rolled her eyes, giving her a smile.

“Men are the easiest thing to swoon when you are beautiful, beauty is the most dangerous power in the world.” Arina said.

Lady stark hummed in agreement before casting her eyes on her lady-in-waiting. Her beautiful ginger curls and gorgeous blue eyes made her the most unique woman in winterfell. She was a kind woman, taking care of everyone around her. In some ways, the Lady Stark looked up to her.

“Alright, let’s get you dress.” She said as the lady stood from the bath, revealing her bare body to the woman in front of her.

“Not meaning to be crude, my lady, but with a body like yours, you shouldn’t have much troubles with attracting the prince.” Arina winked at the bare woman before they both bursted into laughter.

Arina wrapped a robe around the woman as she sifted through her wardrobe, pulling out a beautiful black dress.

She smirked at the dress in hand, “this should do just fine.”

The lady stark giggled at the woman, feeling rather excited for the feast after all.

Chatter and laughter filled the hall. Cregan and some men and the prince sat at the end of the hall at the long table filled with delicious foods and ale. With introductions and jokes filled the air, the prince felt at ease with men around him.

Though, the Lady stark caught his eye as she and her lady-in-waiting walked into the hall. He had never seen beauty as rare as hers. Though he was betrothed to Baela, and she was a wonderful girl, he couldn’t help but fawn over the Lady stark.

“They call her the winter beauty, y’know. She really is the most beautiful girl in the north. Took all the looks from her mother and Lord Stark here is stuck lookin’ like his father!” The men boasted with laughter as Cregan smiled and scoffed at the joke.

The men began talking of Northern women as the two came over, Her lady-in-waiting falling into the arms of her husband, a man with dirty blonde hair and striking green eyes.

The Lady Stark pressed a kiss to her brother’s cheek before sitting beside him, the opposite side from the prince.

“Before our Lord Stark here wed, he was a real ladies man!” A man said, shaking Cregan from his shoulders.

“Tell the prince, M’lord! Northern women fuck like mad women! Best feelin’ in the world!” Another said, all the men laughed as they chugged their ale.

The prince’s gaze met the Lady Stark’s, though, hers was already on him. A curious look casted on her face, as if she was trying to read him.

His mind became flooded with the idea of her beneath him, or perhaps on top of him. The dress she had on made her breasts look amazing, as they practically spilled out of her top. The explicit thoughts about her made him feel terrible, how could he think about a woman that had been nothing but kind to him like that?

He quickly tore his gaze from her and chugged the ale in his jug to ignore the growing bulge in his breeches, groaning as he was finished with it. The men around him cheered, proud of the prince’s efforts.

What he didn’t know was that the Lady was imagining some of the same thoughts he was. Her small clothes becoming damp with her arousal. She gulped at the feeling, becoming more aware of her surroundings as she became hot with all the people around her.

“So, how is it up south, my prince?” One of the men asked. Jace was glad for the distraction, “Much warmer than this climate, I’d say.”

“Too cold for the princeling?” A woman asked from a man’s lap.

“The prince is a dragon. Dragon’s thrive in heat. I wouldn’t think you’d understand.” Spoke the Lady stark, defending the man from the teasing joke.

His head whipped towards the woman, as did everyone else’s. Everyone astonished at her sudden quip.

Jacaerys had never felt more desire for a woman as he did now. All manners and restraint he had learned from his mother were mere seconds from being thrown out the window.

She quickly rose from her seat, whispering an excuse before racing off to her chambers. The arousal she felt was eating at her, wanting to crawl out of her like a beast.

She panted out heavy breaths as she reached her chambers, feeling feverish as the prince plagued her thoughts.

Her lady-in-waiting rushed in just moments after. “What happened?” She said as she took her hands into her grasp.

“Why do I feel such things for a man I just met? He must have bewitched me!” She sighed as she sat down at the bench in front of her bed, bringing Arina with her.

Arina giggled at her lady’s jest. “Everything will be alright, my lady. You cannot hide from your feelings and desires.” She said as her lady laid her head on her shoulder.

“I have never felt this way for anyone..” she pouted. Arina silently laughed, “Love is a silly thing, my lady. It is the most confusing yet most wonderful thing. Even in the earlier stages.”

“It is not love, Arina. It is just a silly crush!” She rose her head from her shoulder.

“Whatever you say, my lady.”

[ TAGLIST 💌 : ] @aegonswife @melsunshine

GETTING CAUGHT — jacaerys velaryon x twin!reader

[ incest, sex content, unprotected sex, mentions of arranged marriages ]

The sounds of panting and skin slapping together filled the prince’s rooms. The light of the fire reflected off their sweat glistened bodies as they were consumed with each other.

“Fuck-“ he gasped as he ducked his head into the crook of her neck, holding onto her hips for dear life as she rode him with such determination.

Her fingers laced themselves into his dark curls, tugging onto them lightly as she moaned into his hair.

“Jace- gods!” She groaned, removing herself from his hair and holding his face into her hands, pressing their foreheads together.

She pressed delicate kisses onto his lips. Something so innocent during an act as erotic as this. Their love for each other flowed through the room.

“My love..” He whispered against her soft lips, to which she smiled. His cock throbbed inside of her, earning himself a moan from his sweet sister.

He began kissing down her neck, his lips hot against her skin. Her reached her chest, and then her nipples. She moaned as his wet mouth engulfed her breast, her hands finding their way back to his curls.

“You are mine- we were made for each other..” she breathed into his ear, a smile plastered onto her face as she began to reach her high, the pleasure consuming them both.

That was before his chamber door opened, halting them both in their tracks. Both of their heads whip towards the door to see their step-father, daemon smirking at the two.

“It’s not what-“ Jace started before daemon stoped him, “don’t think of me as a fool, boy.” He laughed.

“Carry on,” he said before shutting the door. His laughter was heard down the halls of the castle.

Jace’s head nestled into her chest, she caressed his head as their hearts raced. The embarrassment of getting caught running through their veins.

“Your daughter is of age to be wed, my queen. Perhaps we should begin finding her a match.” One of the council men said around the table, the queen silently agreeing.

“Jace is always a good option.” Daemon suggested with a smirk.

“Jace? Her twin? There are several good candidates from good houses that-“ another began, but the queen looked towards her husband, urging him to go on.

“We should betroth them, they’d be the next Alysanne and Jahaerys. Perhaps, even Aegon and Rhaenys.” Daemon said.

“What of his betrothal to Baela?” Rhaenyra asked.

“Aegon had two wives, Rhaenys and Visenya.” He smiled.

everything you do with jace is SO GOOD i need more

TAKING HIS ANGER OUT ON YOU — jacaerys velaryon x betrothed!reader

[ Sex content, unprotected sex, rough sex, mentions of marriage ]

“Jace-!” She gasped as he pounded into her from behind, her bum high in the air as she laid her head on his soft sheets, gripping them tightly.

He panted loudly, his thrusts quick and rough, no intention of stopping his pace anytime soon. “Slow down, my love..” she breathed.

“Fucking traitorous- usurper cunts.” He spit. His cock filled her cunt so wonderfully, the burn in her belly blossomed with his fast pace, his tip constantly hitting her most sensitive spot.

Her moans were loud and passionate and only fueled his drive to make her peak, her cunt could always make him feel better.

Her soft hand found its way behind her, gently holding his own as he pounding into her. An action so delicate for one so vulgar and a symbol of her love for him no matter what.

He felt himself throb inside her slick, tight cunt. The wet sounds of her core rang through the room and almost echoed in the background of her whimpers and moans.

She was so close, nearly tipping off the edge. “Right there! Please- Jace-!” She gripped onto the pillow below her.

“Oh, my sweet girl,” he groaned as he took his final thrusts inside of her sweet cunt, he ran a soothing hand down the small of her back.

Euphoria erupted within her, the burning hot pleasure of her peak running rapid through her body as her cunt spasmed around his thick cock.

Jace quickly followed after, his grip tight on her hips as he filled her with his spend. They were to be married in a few moons, so why not start the process sooner?