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ཐི ྐ❤︎ ཋྀ Emma she/her 19 Hungary August leo

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Summary: You're from House Baratheon married to Aemond Targaryen

Tags: f!reader, no mention of y/n, age gap (like 15 years, reader is in her early 20s), knight x princess, Gwayne comforting you, oral sex (f!recieving), reader hates Aemond

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It was almost supper time, but you still went to the sept to pray a little. Ever since the war has started between your husband's family you were nervous and fed up everyday. Aemond was also stressing you out. He was talking about how Helaena should complete her duty by riding Dreamfyre, her dragon to battle. He even said he would make you ride a dragon if Helaena won't. You were not a Targaryen and you were scared of heights as well, riding a dragon has to start with training and not like as Aemond wants it.

You lit up some candles in front of you as your mother-in-law, Queen Alicent showed you. You closed your eyes and prayed. You wished the war to end, you thought about Storm's End, Aemond to change, to maybe get married to another man if Aemond dies.

You suddenly heard footsteps behind you, it was slow and gentle. Not rushed or fast, so you assumed it was either a septa or just a person who came to pray like you.

The steps stopped. You opened your left eye and spotted a manly form next to you. You turned your head towards him and opened your other eye. It was your husband's uncle, Ser Gwayne Hightower.

- Ser.. - you bowed softly.

- My princess. - Gwayne kissed your knuckles. - My sister, the queen asked me to check on you. She told me you're here.

- Is she concerned? - you asked.

- Very much, princess. She said you look troubled.

- Aemond says i look troubled everyday. - you spoke quietly.

Gwayne nodded softly, he kind of agreed. - You indeed look a little sad, day by day. - he meant no harm.

You stood stepped away from the candles and walked to Gwayne. - Is this the only reason why you came, Ser? You were sent here?

Gwayne nodded. - I was, indeed. My sister is concerned about you that Aemond might leave you here and not take you to Harrenhal with us.

- A wife should follow her Lord husband's steps, at least that's what my father told me.

Gwayne shoke his head. - That's not always true, my lady. But if Rhaenyra comes, then i am sure you need to come with us. Even if the Prince regent disagrees.

You nodded softly. - I wanna be safe. But i do not want to look like Aemond's other half. He should take a lover and i should too, everything would be fine and better.

Gwayne led you out of the sept and walked with you to the gardens of the Red Keep. The flowers were blooming, birds were chirping, the wind was not too warm but not too cold. Your beautiful dark curls were swaying softly because of the wind, Gwayne walked behind you, staring at your hair and making sure that he's keeping his eyes on you and no one is attacking you.

- Are you perhaps my new protector, Ser? - you looked at Gwayne.

He shurged his shoulder and smiled. - Would you like that, princess?

- I mean... - you chuckled and looked at the ground in front of you. Ser Gwayne was smart, handsome, sometimes funny and joked around. You liked that, you indeed wanted a handsome, charming, older man to protect you or maybe wanted more to happen between you two.

- Is that a shy yes, my princess?

- Maybe.. - you said quietly.

- I swear i will protect you, my lady. If you come to Harrenhal, i assure you, i won't leave your side. - he tucked a hair behind your ear gently, it made you shiver and you felt that good feeling between your legs. - Let's go inside the Red Keep. - he said. - i will lead you to your chambers, sweet girl.

Gwayne led you to your chambers, he opened the door for you and closed it. You did not hesitate and your lips crashed his. He quickly acted and slowly pushed you off from his lips.

- My lady, i cannot do this. - he said. - I am a knight, i swore my whole life to be one and I am no good for you. I am older than you.

- I apologize, Ser. - you whispered. - I just....Aemond ignores me.

- I know that very well. - Gwayne answered.

- I need someone to hold me. - your voice cracked a little bit. Gwayne's heart broke slightly at your reaction and pulled you into a gentle hug. He looked down at your face and now saw the tears running down of your cheeks.

- Oh gods, princess. - he wiped off your tears. - You truly don't have anyone?

You sniffed and sighed. - Aemond ignores me, he beds me at least once a moon. - you spoke. - But overall i do not think he cares about me, he probably goes whoring like Aegon.

Gwayne did not know that Aegon was whoring before his ass got burnt, just nodded and tried to cover his surprised look.

- Helaena is sweet, i usually visit her. I would never hurt her. But she has been really sad, ever since Jaehaerys was killed. - you said. - Your sister, ser....she's is nice with me, but i miss Storm's End and i wanna go home. - you quietly wished Aemond would be killed soon, maybe if he was murdered instead of Jaehaerys...things would go different.

- Sit down, my lady. - he said and slowly took hir armor off that has been bothering him, he also sat down next to you. - Do you want me to...help you?

- With what, ser? - you asked.

- Your...relief. - he said.

- My relief?

- I meant by satisfying you, my lady. - Gwayne put his hand on your thigh that made you shiver.

You nodded slow. - Yes, ser. You can, but...are you certain?

He touched your cheek. - I am, i mean....as i know Ser Criston is possibly laying with my sister. Which obviously angers me.

Your eyes widened, but you had no time to answer, Gwayne knelt down in front of you and smiled. - Can't i pleasure the person who i am protecting? And she seeks for attention, isn't she? - Gwayne kissed your knee and slowly pulled off your dress' other part. - You don't mind, right?

You shoke your head. - Is the door locked?

Gwayne chuckled and nodded. - It is. Do not worry about it, lovely girl.

You shivered from his words, Gwayne buried his head between your legs. He hinted soft kisses on your pussy first, then opened your legs more and found your clit.

- Oh look at you... - He rubbed, kissed and licked and pushed his finger in it. All his actions made you moan, Aemond has never done such thing before, you always had to lead yourself to orgasm, because he just could not do it.

Gwayne looked up and cleaned his lips for a minute. - Are you close?

You nodded and rocked your hips against his lips wanting him to return between your legs. - Gods you're such an impatient, princess. - Gwayne smiled against your pussy. - So wet.

- Aemond makes me dry as Dorne during summer. - you whispered and a whine slipped out when Gwayne pushed his tongue in your hole. His lips worked on your pussy, sucked on your clit until you moaned hard as you came on his tongue. He stayed between your legs kissing every single drop from your pussy.

- Darling girl, aren't you? - Gwayne murmured. - You wanted a lover. Here i am. Fuck my vow for my knighthood, i wanna make my lady happy.

- But the age...

- ten-and-five years, my princess. - he looked up, his mouth wet from your fluid.

- I am not a child anymore, i always forget that.

- Why?

- I don't know, ser. - you caressed his head. - I don't know why i forget it.

- You're a beautiful twenty-and-three years old woman, princess. Aemond is younger and nobody would think that, you know, baby... - he said softly and then stood up to clean your pussy with a towel. - Oh you were soaked, love.

- Am i?

- Absolutely, my lady. Are you in love with me?

You nodded slowly. - I am. - you whispered.

Gwayne helped you putting back your dress and kissed your forehead. - Sleep or...take a bath, princess. I will come again.- he started putting on his armor back.

- I apologize - you said.

- Why? - he looked at you.

- For being in love and kissing you. - you said.

- Oh don't apologize, oh gods. - he walked to you after he finished fixing his armor. - A lady who is lonely and her husband...who is my nephew ignores her, being in love with a knight is completely okay. - he smiled and kissed your cheek. - Take a warm bath, princess.

You nodded and watched as Gwayne left. You've never felt so happy during intimate moments like today.

Summary: Daeron loves being a father to your child.

Tags: f!reader, no mention of y/n, dad Daeron, no mention of reader's house, fluff, Daeron is so lovely and soft, he's flirty with his wife, Daeron is not so miserable <3

Note: I have already made a fanfic where Daeron is trying to be a good father, here he's already one. Also i love day dreaming about Daeron being happy in his marriage with his wife and caring with his kids

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When you got married to your miserable, drunken, but kind husband you never thought that he's going to be a caring father to your child. He laid with you, not once. He was so lazy and drunk during the most of the passionate times, he was also noisy, he breathed heavily into your ears when he was on top. You got pregnant after 4 moons into your marriage , Daeron kept his eyes on you, he was responsible, he knew it's going to be serious and he needs to do something about it. But you totally imagined Daeron as the man who doesn't care about his own blood.

He was absolutely joyful about the fact that he's staring at his own child who was asleep in it's soft bed. He was the one who named your babygirl, he suggested the name Daena, he thought it's similar to his. Daeron was smiling more often, laughing at his girl's soft noises she was making, he was also keeping himself up at nights, usually he does that because the dreams bothered his mind so he'd rather stare at his tiny two years old babygirl than his nightmares.

You entered his chambers. Daeron was asleep, Daena's crib was close to his bed. Your smile slowly turned up into a soft smile at the gentle sight. You never saw him so calm since a few weeks and made your way close to your daughter's crib first. She was a beautiful girl, you knew she's going to be a lovely little angel when she grows up.

Daeron was snoring, a rare sight what you were witnessing currently.

- Wife. - he whispered in his sleep and yawned. - I know you're here.

- I thought you were asleep, my love. - you answered.

- I just kept my eyes closed, but i wasn't asleep. Although.. - he sat up and yawned. - Our little one is very much asleep. That is a strenght taken by you. - he chuckled softly and looked up at you. - Ah, look at you. You're so lovely today.

You smiled, he loved praising you everytime. Daeron stood up and leaned above the crib. He smiled. - Our little girl, i love her so dearly. - Daeron looked at you. - If she's hungry just...tell me i will feed her. No septa or nanny will touch her today. - he said.

You nodded in answer, Daeron was so caring about Daena. Whenever it came to feeding, he helped her to eat, wipe off the dirt off her mouth and also make her fall asleep.

Daeron walked closer to you and kissed your cheek. His hand went to your hips, he clearly wanted more, but you had to stop him.

- Not here. - you whispered to him.

- I'll make you pregnant again - Daeron whispered, that made you shiver a little. He even blushed at his own words. - Sorry. I cannot resist the mother of my child. - Daeron kissed your head then let go of you to walk to his daughter's crib again.

- Will you ever leave her alone? - you joked and chuckled.

- Oh, never. - Daeron said. - I wanna stay next to her. Even when she's grown. - he said firmly. - She keeps my nightmares away she's like...a gift that the Gods gave us. Well..even if i am not a firm believer.

You smiled at his soft words and sat on the bed. - May i stay in your room for tonight?

Daeron looked at you, you looked beautiful in the soft candle and moonlight that lit up the place. He nodded. - Of course, love.

- I will be quiet. You can do whatever you want. - you said and laid down to his bed. You stared at the ceiling for a while.

- You are beautiful, you know. - he said.

- You've told me that a lot of times.

- But it's way different in the soft candle light, you know. - Daeron said and leaned down to kiss your knuckles. - You should see yourself.

- I see myself plenty of times in the mirror.

- And you never think that you're gorgeous?

You shoke your head, but then nodded. - Sometimes, i do. When i like my dress i am wearing. - you said. - I have to sleep now, Daeron. - you rubbed your eyes. - Keep your eyes on Daena, my love.

- I most definitely will, my darling. - Daeron said and watched you close your eyelids and get comfortable on his bed. Then he turned his gaze down at his daughter.

Daena was quickly awake now. Her eyes popped open, she let out a soft yawn. Daeron immedietly made his way closer to his little one and stared down at her. - Hi, my little angel. - he softly touched her cheek, it was so smooth and squishy.

Whenever Daeron saw his daughter his propethic dreams quieted down, his nightmares weren't so scary during the night, he thought maybe Daena is someone who had to come to calm his soul down. He also knew you weren't just an arranged marriage that randomly happened, you also had a reason to come and fix his soul deep down. He cherished both of you very much.

Daena softly whined, she wasn't sad or anything, just let out a soft whine like little kids do. She was still learning how to talk, she sometimes babbled some unserious words.

Then Daeron picked his daughter up and held her against his chest. - Mommy is asleep, you need to be quiet, Daena. - he whispered to her. - Do you want daddy to hold you? - he stared at Daena'a face and chuckled quietly.

- My firstborn princess. You know i'd do anything for you, right? For your mommy too of course, but...you're so tiny, you cannot really help yourself or dress up. I mean one day you will be able to do those things, but until that i do those and your mother....and yes sometimes a nanny when both of us are busy.. - Daeron kept talking to his daughter as if she knew what was he saying or as if she was some kind of little listener or someone who gets him. It wasn't bad to talk to your child when it was still not talking at the age of two.

Daena was listening to Daeron, studying his face, reaching out to touch his blonde hair and his mouth or nose. He let his daughter search for spots she wanted to touch on his face. Daeron giggled, because it was not just ticklish, but his daughter's small fingers were so soft like a pillow.

Daeron was not aware that you weren't asleep. Actually you stayed up and wanted to hear his words to your babygirl. His words made you so emotional and overwhelmed that you had a tear roll down on your cheek. You finally sat up and looked at Daeron.

- Oh, i thought you were asleep.. - he started. - Why are you crying, hm?

You shoke your head. You cannot believe how lovely the drunken, miserable man became who you married. - I am so happy, you know. - another tear rolled down from your cheek. - Gods...sorry..

Daeron sat down next to you, Daena in his arms. - I know and me too, believe me. I am trying my best, love.

Daena reached for you, Daeron gave her to you. The little girl made herself comfy in your lap. - You changed a lot, Daeron. - you said.

- Did i?

- Absolutely, you were so sad and...

- I know.. - he cut you off. - My nightmares...they rarely visit my mind now. - he said.

- Your words, the way you spoke to her.. - you continued whispering softly about the way he spoke to Daena and wiped off your tear. - I love you. Both of you.

- Me too. I love you and Daena too. I would go to war for you two.