Being highborn had its many advantages in life and one of those was that your ally, the Targaryens would sometimes invite your family to Kings Landing for special events. You weren't quite sure what had brought you here this time but your parents mentioned one of the Targaryen children were to be married. Though it had been nearly a decade since you last visited and the children of King Viserys were no longer children. The moment you stepped out of the carriage that brought you into the courtyard, you noticed the three blond haired young adults standing there to welcome your family.
You were immediately drawn to the one with an eyepatch who you recognized as Aemond Targaryen, standing much taller than the rest. The last time you had seen him he had both of his eyes. You had heard of the accident that caused his injury but yet you were still shocked to see him like that.
As you approached them you noticed how much he had grown and filled out, his features defined and sharp.
Before you had more time to study him, his brother Aegon stepped out and grabbed your hand in his, kissing it with his wet lips. "M'lady. Welcome back to our home. It's been so long since you've been here. My you've matured." You threw on a fake smile and curtsied. You've heard the rumors of the kind of person Aegon was and you wanted nothing to do with him.
You couldn't help but notice the way Aemond stared at you as you said your greetings to the rest of his family. By the time you got to him you could feel your heart beating heavy in your chest. Standing in front of him you realized how tall he was and it intimidated you. You held your hand out for him to take and when he did he wiped it with his thumb, almost as if he was wiping away the remnants of his brothers lips, before he lowered his head and pressed his soft lips against your cool skin. The warmth of his lips sending shivers down your spine.
"As beautiful as the last time I saw you." He said in a whisper as he pulled his head back. By gods if you could you would've just melted right then and there. The sound of his voice was music to your ears. Did he really remember you after all these years? You wondered. "As are you, my prince." You said matching his whisper. A faint smirk on the both of your faces, knowing you just called him beautiful.
Before anything more could be said, your moment was interrupted by Queen Alicent clearing her voice before speaking. "We thank you and your family for coming on such short notice. I am sure you've had a long trip so please let our men show you to your chambers. You'll need your rest as the festivities begin on the morrow."
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You got settled in your chambers, separate from your parents. The sun was setting and the sky shone a beautiful orange, lighting up the room in the most perfect of ways. You spent some time walking around, toying with the different pieces of furniture and decorations when you heard a knock at the door. "Coming!" You shouted. Only in your nightgown, you quickly reached for a robe that was sitting neatly folded on your bed before you approached the door.
You awkwardly opened the door, crossing your robe over your body only to be met with the presence of Aemond Targaryen. "Oh, my prince." You said with a half curtsy. "I'm sorry for my appearance. If I had known you were coming I would have dressed up."
He stared at you with his piercing blue eye for a moment before speaking, a cheeky grin on his face. "No need for apologies m'lady. May I come in?" He asked, still standing outside your chambers. Your eyes fluttering in confusion, you nodded, "I apologize for my rudeness, yes of course. Come in." You said stepping back to let him in. Closing the door behind him you watched as he walked past you. You couldn't help but take notice of his form.
"So what brings you to my chambers at this time, my prince?" You questioned, feeling a little out of line in your questioning of him. "Please, call me Aemond." He said as he turned to face you, taking a few steps closer. You inhaled deeply, feeling small as he now stood merely inches away.
You nodded. "Aemond.. What brings you here? Is something the matter?" You asked unable to hide the confusion in your face.
He brought his hand up to gently caress your jaw, causing you to grit your teeth a bit. "I saw the way you were looking at me earlier in the day." He said in a sultry tone. You stood tall, as tall as you could compared to him and instinctively bit the inside of your lip. You couldn't deny that you were staring at him. How could you not stare? He was stunning. A work of art. You would stare at him for hours if it were appropriate to do so.
"I apologize for that." You said, your eyes lowering to the floor. "I just had not seen you in such a long time. You've changed quite a bit, my pri- Aemond." Quickly correcting yourself. This garnered a laugh from him. "It is quite alright. I am not sure if you noticed but I couldn't keep my eye off you either."
Of course you noticed but you weren't about to tell him that so you raised a brow at him and cocked your head ever so slightly. "Oh? I did not notice that.." He saw right through you and gripped your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, lifting your face up so that you were making eye contact with him. "I don't believe that for a second." In this moment you felt something for him that was building since you first laid eyes on him earlier that day.
Although this man was practically a stranger, you couldn't help but feel some form of attraction and lust for him. Everything about him made you feel those familiar butterflies in your stomach. The ones that traveled down lower the more turned on you grew.
"You see right through me, Aemond." You said softly, your eyes locked on him as he took his thumb and gently ran it across your bottom lip. "Maybe so... but right now I'd like to see all of you." He whispered, bringing his face close to yours.
There goes those pesky butterflies.
"Oh?" Was all you could spit out but it wouldn't matter as seconds later he pressed his lips against yours. He was slightly forceful yet passionate in his kiss which you reciprocated as much as you could.
When he pulled away you couldn't help but pout, already missing the feeling of his warm lips against yours. "Don't pout, my darling. There will be much more of that in our future." This caught your attention. What was he talking about? Our future? What future? Your mind going wild in seconds.
"I wasn't sure how you'd react." He said before taking a deep breath, grabbing your hand and walking you over to the bed, sitting down and patting the spot next to him for you to sit. You complied, silent and mind spiraling. "The reason you're here... You and I... We are to be wed tomorrow. Both of our parents agreed not to tell you until then but I couldn't let that happen."
It felt as if a dagger had gone through your stomach, this coming as quite the shock. You went through so many emotions in just a few seconds before you accepted your fate. There wasn't anything you could do to change it. It would make things much easier for you if you just went along with the marriage. There was no use in fighting it.
At least there was already some type of connection between you and Aemond. Maybe this would be a good thing.
"I understand how difficult to accept this must be but I wanted to reassure you that I will never push you into anything you don't want to do. We can take this marriage at your own pace." He said as he still held your hand in his.
You honestly had no words at this point so you nodded and looked at Aemond with sad eyes, trying not to tear up. The speed in which you had processed this was enough to send you spiraling but you refused to let that happen. So you did the only thing you could think of doing in that moment to distract yourself. You leaned in and kissed him.
Pressing your lips against his with a passion that you had never kissed anyone else with before. He returned this passion, his hand caressing your cheek. You couldn't help but let a moan escape your mouth as you felt his other hand kneading at your breast.
Hearing you moan only made him get rougher with his touches. His free hand traveling up through your hair and grabbing a fistful, tugging your head back ever so slightly to break the kiss so that he could speak. "Are you maiden?" He asked with a look of curiosity and excitement in his eye.
You were maiden but not by choice. Every time you got close to fucking someone things ended up getting spoiled before the act could happen. "Yes but you could change that for me, Aemond." You said, being very forward but not even caring at this point, your hand on his thigh. You could feel his body twitching under your touch.
"No... not yet." He sighed. "We must wait until we are wed. The things I want to do to you are things only a husband should be allowed to do to his wife." He said with a smirk on his face that sent chills throughout your body. Gods he was so attractive. You admired his decision and nodded in agreement. "That sounds quite fair to me."
"That doesn't mean that we cannot do other things though..." He trailed off as his fingers began to pull the material of your nightgown up, exposing your legs to the cool air of the room. Instinctively you pressed your thighs together tightly, feeling exposed and vulnerable.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Don't be shy with me now." Aemond spoke in a sultry tone as his hand gripped your thigh, pulling it apart from the other. He leaned in close to whisper into your ear, "With your permission, I'd like to fuck you with my fingers." The word fuck lingering in your head for far too long before you nodded in agreement.
As soon as he got your permission he slid his hand up between your legs, pointer finger rubbing the area around your entrance, feeling your wetness. "My gods you're soaked for me." He said before he slid a finger into you and pressed his lips against yours at the same time. Causing you to gasp into his mouth.
It wasn't long before he added a second digit and started pumping his fingers in the most perfect of ways. They were long and calloused, adding more and more pleasure by the second. The two of you remained connected in a passionate yet sloppy kiss while he fucked you with his talented fingers, sending sparks throughout your body.
It didn't take long for you to come undone. His fingers curling inside you, making a come hither motion was all it took. You pulled away from his lips to moan loudly, unable to handle the immense amount of pleasure that was running through your body in that moment.
But you were quickly shut up by his fingers being inserted into you mouth. "Shh.. suck on these. We have to be quiet as mice." You were shocked by this action but yet you did what you were told. You began to softly suck on Aemond's fingers that were covered in your juices. No man had ever done this with you before. You felt dirty for liking it. You enjoyed the way Aemond made you feel. Maybe this marriage would be a good thing for you. He could teach you so much...
Aemond slowly removed his fingers from your mouth, the cheekiest grins on his face. You noticed his other hand moving out of the corner of your eye. He was stroking himself from over his trousers. He immediately noticed your attention on his hand which made him chuckle to himself. Your eyes must have been so wide in the moment. Enamored by the size of him. You didn't need to see him bare naked to be able to tell his cock was massive.
He placed his pointer finger under your chin and gently tilted your head up to turn your attention to his face, "Do you want to touch it?" He asked in a seductive tone, a smirk forming on his lips.
You swallowed all the saliva that had collected in your mouth causing you to make a gulping noise. Nodding your head you allowed him to take your wrist and guide your hand down to his cock. Placing it on his clothed cock, you began to gently stroke him. Eliciting quiet moans from Aemond as he bit hardly on his bottom lip to keep quiet.
You watched his face contort as you continued on stroking him. Noticing as his fingers began to toy with the belt of his trousers, you paused what you were doing to help him. Quickly unbuckling his belt he slid his trousers down enough to allow his cock to pop out from them. Your eyes widening in shock at just how big he was. It was long and girthy. Surely he would break you on the marriage bed with a cock of that size. But you couldn't think about that right now. You just wanted to continue to make him feel good.
So with that you wrapped your fingers around him, building up from slow methodical strokes to faster more sporadic strokes. Causing Aemond to gasp and groan, his cock twitching in your hand. You enjoyed watching his reactions to your touch. Having so much power over him in this moment was something you relished in.
When his moans began to grow louder you pressed your lips against his, hard and with plenty of passion. The both of you breathing heavily through your noses. You could feel him smirk against your lips. He was clearly enjoying every moment of this.
It wasn't long before you felt him twitching in your hand and within seconds he met his release, his warm seed spilling over onto your hand, groaning into your mouth.
He pulled away from the kiss to catch his breath, grabbing a blanket from the bed and wiping both of you clean. "Gods, I can't wait to make you my wife..." He said before grabbing your face and pulling you in for another kiss.