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"what baby? you're feeling needy, yeah?" you smirked, he just started to kiss your neck, nipping and licking along your collar bone, "be my good boy and use your words, can you do that?" your words clouded his mind, so sweet and gentle, loving, "I missed you, just wannna touch you" he whispered into your chest and his hesitant hands groped your ass, with a soft tug at his locks you warned him, to not forget his manners, "dont be rude, don't wanna be bad do you?" he immediately softened his grip on your ass, caressing the ample skin, "I-i- i'm sorry momma, please just... let me touch you, please, i wanna be good, i wanna make you feel good, please, w-wanna taste you" he whined, he only called you momma when he was like this, vonurable, but safe. not afraid of punishment or overstimulation, he knew he will be making you feel good and he just felt comfortable to call you so, "oh my beautiful love, always so good and polite, gimme a kiss and then you can make momma feel good, okay baby?" you caressed his hair, speaking softly and being gentle with him, he eagerly moved up, crashing his lips against yours, moaning into your mouth, a bit of drool leaving the corner of his mouth, he pulled away and came back for a few soft pecks, his hands softly roamed your hips and thighs, his lips trailed down your chest, he looked up at you for approval, to know if hes doing good, if you're enjoying it

"my beautiful boy", "can i momma, please", he asked you even though he already was allowed anything he wished, "oh, so polite, such a good manners, go ahead baby" with that he dragged his open mouth down your pussy, kissing your mound and then dragging his toungue up, "so pretty momma..." he sloppily licked at your pussy lips and then sucked at you clit, he kissed the little button and dragged the tip of his toungue down, your wetness and his spit connecting, smearing on his face as he hungrily lapped at your pussy, "taste so sweet" his soft words sent vibrations straight to you core

you moaned and brought your hand to his hair, fingers tangling into his locks without pulling on them, "ohhh god yeah bobby just like that-uh, makin mefeel sooo goood" you purred, the words made his cock painfully hard in his pajama pants, throbbing as he dipped his toungue into you, he was messy, swallowing your juices and lapping at you, he fucked your hole with his toungue until it ached, tired but he didn't stop, he felt you flutter around his tongue and he knew you were close

moaning loudly, uttering incoherent praises, he sucked at your clit and licked with the flat ouf his toungue, his lips never leaving your pussy, "gh-god yes bobby, so good... ah dont stop, don't fuckin-stop, yeah like that-ohh" you almost screamed, rocking your hips involuntary into his face, he listened like the good boy he is, licking along the slit and pushing his toungue in sucking at your clit hard

he brought you over the edge and with a LOUD moaning you came on his toungue, he didn't stop, fucking you with his toungue as he gripped you thighs, pulling you closer, overstimulating your poor sex, "ooohhhh baby, that enough, made momma feel so fuckiing good, okay that's enou-g-gh" you panted breathlessly, pulling away from his mouth as he whined, "I did good momma?, really?" he asked with mouth covered in your juices and his spit, he was out of breath, lips swollen and slightly chapped

"of course you did baby, so good. made me feel soo good. i love you bobby" you said sitting up, you took the glass of water from your nightstand and handed it to him, "cmon baby drink a little, okay, need to get you nice and hydrated" you told his and helped him as he swallowed the liquid, you swiped the juices off his mouth with your thumb, "were gonna wash your pretty face okay?" you said but he put his arms around, pushing you down on the bed, "I wanna cuddle, just a minute, a little" he said as he nuzzled his face into your stomach

Aemond was still on top of you. Now holding your face in his hands, not letting go, afraid it´s one of his dreams. His lips were soft as clouds, yet the force, he brought every time he leaned into your mouth, was little unpleasant and attractive at the same time. You felt like this tension was missing in your life, the way Aemond holds, but still the voice in the back of your head kept telling you to push him away

And then this weird sensation of feelings washed over you, disgust and need. Like what the hell, you thought, i can't actually love him. But in reality, he´s probably only hurt and all of his behavior is just a mere attempt to show you his interest in you. He´s just bad at showing it, you tried to assure yourself. You did try to make yourself hate him in the past and now. He made you feel safe and in danger at the same time. You loved him and hated, wanted to kill him yet the thought of kissing him did not sound bad. But the time that felt like eternity has made you long for him. The confusion pissed you off every time you thought about it.

Aemond finally broke the silence "Paghagon ñuha byka gevives (breathe my little beauty)" he said quietly with a dark undertone. You looked up at him, lips opened in a small gap, his as well. The sloppy kiss left a mixed salvia on you lip. You both panted heavily, catching your breath. Aemond´s eyes were full of lust and need for more, to hold you, to kiss you, and more, so many things he wants to do with you. You shook your head to come to your senses. Wiggling under him once again, why do you have to do this, he thought as he grunted.

"What is it now?" he demanded answer " Why the squirming? Hmm?" he titled his chin and you eventually "Did you not like the kiss?" he teased with, his angry expression formed into a smirk. You finally sat up, still under his hips but he lifted himself a little as soon as you started wiggling. "We can try other things, i´m sure you´ll like those." he suggested as he creased your arm. You shrugged away from his touch, trying to get him to lift his knees so you could slip away. "Don´t mess with me, it´s a late hour if you did not notice." you urged, "Oh, but i love messing with you darling" he chuckled darkly. "Aemond get off" you said in a warning tone. "Ahh, how adorable" he said in a soft voice as is you would shatter if it´ll be louder. "I said get. Off." you said as you poked with your finger into his chest."My, my, moments ago you couldn´t get enough of me and now you are pushing me away, again? How hurtful." he said. You rolled your eyes and pushed at his chest once again. And he did move. Strange, you thought.

Aemond pulled his weight on one of his knees and rolled off of you, to your side. Now he laid on his side, leaning against his elbow. "Now what?" he asked with a grin on his face. Why does he always smile? you thought, irritated. "What do you mean what?" You questioned in confusion. "Well, you wanted me to get off of you, and i did, get off. So, what are we going to do now, since we both are fully awoke and i doubt you´ll be able to go back to sleep. Also, the sun will come out in an hour or so." You really wanted to sleep but he was right. Your mind drifted away for a moment, thinking of how to get busy in the free time. Aemond just watched you, how your eyes wandered in the space as you tried to come up with an idea. How your hair turned into a slight mess, due to the fact you only woke up. You took a deep breath and the expression on your face spoke of worry. You actually worried to talk about it. Not even knowing why.

"I think we should talk." you broke the silence. Aemond was little confused, "Talk about what exactly?" You sighed, "About ... us." You said quietly almost whispering the last word. "I´m sorry i did not catch that, the last thing, to be clear." he narrowed his eyes as he talked. Bullshit, you knew he did hear you even though you whispered. "You heard me" you were annoyed with the way he toyed with you and yet it made you wet. " Mmm, no my love i did not." The way he spoke to you, his words almost forming into poems in your ears. You sighed again "We should talk about us" you repeated, little louder. Aemonds grin formed into a wide smile, "Alright beautiful, what do we start with?" he asked as he changed his position again, sitting up. " Wipe that damn smug off your face." you spat. "Or what, my little niece?" Aemond teased you.

You were about to say something back, opening your mouth but he took a hold of it, again. Clasping your cheeks in one hand, "My dearest i am going to warn you, that mouth will get you into a big problem so i suggest you leave any mean comment for latter, so i will have plenty of time to..." You wanted to protest as you brought your hands to his forearm, but his palm just muffled your voice. "What did i just say." he laughed at you, desperately trying to get his arm away. "Little thing, do not interrupt me when I'm speaking to you, it´s not nice you know." he said in a warning tone, but like that would stop you. You finally got his hand off your mouth, now trying to push him away. Aemond got up to his knees, towering you, as he took hold of your chin, bringing your face closer to his

"Do you remember the thing i told you this evening, when you interrupted me?" he asked steading his breath and you just stared at him, you had no idea what is happening, but you also had no idea why you were getting wet, in need. "I wanted to tell you that, if it was my way, I'd spank you pretty ass raw, until my handprint would stay there, until you learn a lesson. That i´ll keep your mouth on my cock until you will be cockdrunk, until my seed will drip from your mouth." You were gasping at that, feeling the liquid in between your thighs as you rubbed them together, whining in desperation. "What i´m saying is that my mother told me to be nice to you, oh sorry she asked me not to ruin you. So, i tried to do it her way but your attitude has wasted my patience." he said as if it was a relief, to not wear the burden of pretending. "Was everything a lie?" you asked, more like whined, you didn´t even think before speaking. Aemond seemed confused for a second but then he realised. You wanted to know if he did all of this to please his mother or if he did it because he wanted to do it with you. His behaviour did change from storms end and now it was back.

"Do you think i lied? No, i only did everything a little gentler, so, like my mother asked me, i won´t ruin you. Well look at yourself darling, i stopped being nice for a moment and you turned into a whining mess." Aemond said, narrowing his eyes. "But i don´t think you are whining because you don´t like me being mean..." he stared into your soul, you knew he will figure it out, but you felt caught, "...the exact opposite, you can´t get enough of it." he smiled devilishly, proud of himself, that he made you feel like that. "Oh, you are filthy little thing, aren´t you." Even though you wanted more soft touches, more soft words and soft Aemond, the meaner he was, the more your clit throbbed. You turned your head away in embarrassment.

Aemond saw it as an opportunity to make you even more desperate. He noticed the way you rubbed your thighs when he shared his wicked desires with you, how you shifted in your place every time he gripped your neck, chin or your wrists. Each time you whined, blushed or turned away, even when you neglected him it made him crave for an opportunity like this. He didn't hesitate and moved his hand from your chin to the side of your neck, titling your head to the side to have a better view of it. Aemond latched on it, like a starving man he was, for you. He sucked on the soft flesh, not even caring to pay attention to your whines and pleads. Aemond made a tray of kisses and nips from one side of your neck to your collarbones. Again, he turned your head to get better angle on the other side, doing the same. He chuckled when your hands found the nape of his neck, holding him closer to you. you didn´t want this feeling to vanish.

" Nh... no" you whimpered as Aemond pulled away, leaning against the headboard next to you. "Come sit." he said, patting on his lap. You had the "great" idea of shaking your head as "no". You meant it as a little pay back, he just stopped kissing your nech, which you enjoyed, so why should you do something for him. He lifted his eyebrow, giving you a second chance to answer. The corner of your mouth twitched as you tried not to smile when you shook your head once again. "Alright, have it your way." he said, reaching for you, one hand on the back of your thigh, to lift it and pull you to his lap and the other hand on your hip, pushing you to move. In a span of second you were forced onto him." You yelped at the force, quickly holding onto his shoulders for balance. "I did give you a chance to do it yourself."

You were little confused and scared, not that you didn´t want to do this with him, but you had no idea how. Who makes the first move, how does it feel, will it hurt so many questions and no answers. Aemonds hands gripped your hips, kneading the flesh through the soft material of your nightgown, his eye was pierced onto you, the eye contact making you nerves. " I have dreamt of this, thousand times at least." You breathed heavily, gasping at almost every word. "Speak my darling." he said in a softer tone. "I-..." you began, and he nodded his head in awaiting manner. "Aemond i never did this." You spoke. "That´s alright my love, i will teach you everything." he assured you. "But do you want to?" he asked, he sounded concerned. You nodded. "No pretty, i need to hear it." You wiggled at that a little, does he always have to make it harder than it already is.

"Nuha byka gevives, gaomi daor emagon naejot gaomagon bisa (my little beauty, we do not have to do this)"Aemond said in a caring voice, staring right into your eyes. "It´s your choice i won´t push you into anything, alright my dove?" he asked. You did hesitate, not that you didn´t want to fuck him but your self-confidence made you think twice. "I want to," he nodded towards you, asking you if you really did "i really do." you breathed out, exited.

Aemonds hands went from your hips to your thighs, running up and down in a soothing manner. he leaned in to kiss you again, but you backed away, a little worry showed on your face, again. "What is ti that´s worrying you pretty mind" he asked, and his voice was probably what an angel sounds like, a mischievous and possessive one. "Aemond i´m scared." you said, his smile dropped. "Darling it is absolutely alright if you do not want to, this is about you, not me" his brought his hand from your thigh to your chin, trying to calm you down. "It´s not that i´m afraid of," you clarified "it's what will come after, i don´t think that either my mother or my whole family will approve this. They won´t allow this marriage, not if it means Aegon will be the king and i´ll be forced to stay here." you said finally sharing all your worries. He looked quite shocked. "First of all, nobody will ever, EVER, force you into anything. You are mine and i´ll slaughter anyone who does not understand it. Not me, not my mother, my brother, no one." he assured you. "And what of my family? If they say that i´ll go back to Dragonstone, then what. Will you go with me or against me?" you asked. "I will do anything to keep you happy, i will burn the whole Westeros for you if you only asked, anything you want." He took your face into his hands. "I´ll do anything if it means you´ll love me, i would kill anyone." he said giving you a warm smile and you returned it.

Your hands moved from his shoulders to his neck, pulling him closer, connecting your lips. Aemond straightened his neck for better angle. Your tongues battling, mixed salvia spreading in each other's mouth. Aemonds broke the kiss, his hands moved to the back of your things once again, pulling you up to your knees. You began to play with his soft white hairs that was spread on his shoulders. His fingers digging into your skin as he creased it, moving to your ass. Roughly grasping it, which made you moan. He stared at you and said, "You are wearing too much." And with that he pushed the material up to your hips, over your breasts and finally, pulled it over your head, tossing it on the ground. You immediately pulled your hands to cover yourself as an instinct. "No. Don´t you cover yourself from me." he pulled your wrists to your sides with force. Aemond inhaled deeply "You do that again and i will bind your hands to the headboard and fuck you until you cannot walk." he threatened, and it made your clit ache as you whined.

"If this is a dream i´ll kill anyone who awakes me." he said as his hands got back to your ass. Aemond started planting a kisses from your abdomen up to your breasts. Sucking at the skin the whole way up. He brought one hand to dip into your core. " Darling you are dripping. "Who made you wet like this? Huh?" he said as he teased your clit slowly, in a circling motion. You mumbled something in gibberish. "I didn´t even put anything into you little cunt and your mind is clouded already. I wander what will happen if i do this..." he said as he pushed one finger further, dragging it in and out. You threw your head back in bliss, moaning his name loudly. After a little while he stretched you out enough to insert another finger, he pushed in it with words, "Look at you, at my mercy. I could do whatever i want and all you could do is just take it." You looked at him with wide eyes and he laughed, "Don´t worry, i´ll go gentle on you today" His mouth got back to work, leaving aa tray of marks from your stomach to your breast, he sucked and nipped on your nipples enough to make you cry out, but not enough to actually hurt you. Sucking at your nipples as his thumb worked on your clit. Working his fingers in and out until your thighs shook.

"Aemond i-" you panted in between moans, Aemond let go of your nipple and looked at you. "i think ..." he knew damn well you were about to cum, but he wanted to push you a little more over the edge. So, he pumped his fingers harder into your cunt while his palm was pressed against your clit and every time, he pushed in your cunt you were closer to edge. "Aww what, are you about to cum?" he asked as he just jammed his fingers into you, the other hand was gripping your wrists behind you back. "I asked a question baby. Are you about to cum?" he asked again and then added, "Do not test my patience again and speak." he said, you stared at his, your cheeks flushed and watery eyes. "Yes-ahh" at the end he pushed down at your clit making you moan. "I´m sorry baby what was that?" he said with smile, circling his thumb to make it impossible for you to speak properly. "Yes!" you almost screamed, but just when you were so close, he started slowing down. "Yes what?" he demanded. "Wha..."you breathed out in confusion, you did what he asked so why can´t he just let you cum. "You think i´ll just let you get off that easily?"he put on a painfully slow pace. "Nooo... don't stop" you whined. "Just tell me you want to cum and i´ll make you" he told you.

"Come on, you can do it" he urged "I want to cum, please..." you said and bucked your hips toward him. "Sȳz riña (good girl)" Aemond praised you and picked up on pace again. The sound of your wet walls swallowing his fingers mixed with your mewling. "Look at how you take my fingers, my beautiful darling" he praised you again and planted kisses at any spot he found. You felt the intense feeling in your lower stomach again. "I can tell you are close, you are squeezing my fingers." he said. "Aemond p-please" you stuttered, feeling heavenly. "Let go my darling, relax" he calmed you down. And with that said you came, juicing his fingers as you almost screamed from the pleasure. You felt little lightheaded, panting, your thighs shaking. "Shh, my love, you did so good" he praised you as he let go of your hands from behind your back. You moved your hands to his neck and shoulder, keeping balance. "I will pull out now," he let you know to be prepared, just in case, slowly dragging his fingers out of your wet pussy. You ached a little, his fingers were soaked with you cum, "Love open your mouth" he ordered softly, and you complied, as you parted your lips, he slipped them in.

You sucked a little at his fingers and he pulled them out, he brought both hands to your thighs, and he lifted his hips and moved your legs so you could stretch them out. Aemond had you settled in his lap again. He leaned in for a kiss and so did you, letting him taste you. "I will eat your pretty pussy tomorrow, i could drown in this taste" he said after he pulled away. "Darling you´re going to wait just for a moment, okay?" he asked, and you nodded, " Love use your pretty voice for me please." he demanded in the softest tone. "Okay." you answered with a gravelly voice, and he smiled, happy with you complying. Aemond lifted himself a little and turned so he could place you on the bed to lay down. He covered you with the soft cover to keep you from being cold and walked away but you barely caught that. Your mind was slightly clouded, trying to understand what just happened, coming down from the high. You drifted to your memories of the way his face lit up the moment he saw your body, the way his eyes sparked, it made you smile.

He came back with a tray on which was place a bowl of hot water with a washcloth and a glass of water for both of you. He put in on the nightstand. "Scoop here pretty girl" he told you and you did, shifting closer to him as he took the washcloth and soaked it in the water, then squeezed the water out, leaving it damp. Aemond took your hand and placed it to your hand, "Is it alright? Too hot?" he asked, and you shook your head "It´s great, thank you." you said, and he smiled in return. Aemond cleaned your shoulders and back, you didn´t even realise that you got sweaty. He treated your skin like a glass. After he was done with your upper body, he pulled the cover away and slowly did the same. Aemond rinsed the cloth a few times to keep it warm. His hand held your thigh as he washed you from your calf to your thigh and then he moved to the other leg. Rinsing again he asked, "Are you in any pain?" while bringing the cloth you your pussy, knowing it might be a little sensitive. "Not really." you said quietly, enjoying his tenderness.

He gently cleaned you pussy, then he reached for the towel he got on his way too and dried the water in between your thighs. Aemond cleaned all his stuff away and got the glasses, "Love drink it all please." he said as he handed it to you, while holding his own. You drank it all, you haven´t realised how thirsty you were. He took the glasses and put them on the tray. You shivered slightly as the breeze tickled your skin, he instantly walked over to his closet and chose the softest sleeping shirt for you. After he handed you the shirt you put it on. It was big and soft, full of his scent. "Do you need anything?" he looked you deep in the eyes and you shook your head no. He nodded and climbed into the bed. As soon as he laid down, he reached out for your waist to pull you closer to him, cuddling you. Your head under his chin and your leg laid on his hip. You kept your hands close to your chest, but he tangled his in and you just happily squeezed it."You did so good for me, baby." he showered you in praises.

Aemonds hand were creasing your back, his warmth making you even more tired. " I love you, my darling."he whispered to you. "I love you Aemond" you whispered back, you could feel how his body tensed for a moment. the two of you slept in each other's arms.

-i did it. finally, god it took me sooo ling i´m sorry-

Aemond sat there, in the tub with you. Leaning against it, knees parted wide open, and his slender legs an inch from you. Ends of his hair were soaked by the scented water. His sapphire eye almost glowed in the dark room, lightened only by the candles, that were all over his chamber, and the moon light. His arms were outstretched on the edge of the tub, which made his shoulders broad and beautiful. Steam from the warmth had wetted your hair, strands are now slightly in your face. You were hugging your knees to your knees, but not as tightly as before, due to your tiredness. "You do not have to fear," Aemond softened his eyes and as he continued in a calming voice, "i won´t bite." His palms opened in a waiting gesture. "Come on. My darling, we had an exhausting day, how about we save each other a few bruises before going to sleep. How does that sound?" he offered. You did not intend to start a fight, but Aemond looked like he´d go for a couple of rounds. His hand waited for yours but let´s say you chose violence.

"Go ask some servant to bathe with you..." you stopped while getting up, "or your brother, he´ll be pleased to help you with your little problem." you snapped at Aemond with a satisfied grin on your face. As you stood there the water fell from your body. Aemond watched how it slid down, from the ends of your hair to your chest along your breasts to abdomen, to your hip and down your thigh. You stepped out of the tub still wearing a grin. The water puddled under your feet, you went to the king-sized bed, where the maid left the night gown with towels. He sighed, annoyed, it was obvious that he won´t take it well, the fact you denied him when he tried the friendly way. You heard when Aemond stood up. On the other end of the bed where his night clothes and towels laid as well. you took your towel and wrapped into it, then you reached for his and threw it on him, when he was a few feet away from you.

Aemond caught it and wrapped it around his waist. His hair was slightly damp. He walked to you in lightning speed, turning you around, by the shoulders. Truth to be told you were taken back by the force he used to push down on your shoulders, sitting you down. He towered you as he took your chin between his thumb and index finger harshly, "Now listen to me carefully," he almost whispered to you with a stern but, weirdly attractive tone, "my mother told me to try it in a calmer way then i had planned but if you intend to reject me, i will do it my way." He gave you a little smile of sarcastic understanding. "Get dressed and go to sleep." He ordered, turning to his pile of clean clothes. You took the towel off and pulled on the night gown.

Another wicked plan appeared in your head. While Aemond pulled the towel off his hips. His cock painfully erected, he took the pants and stepped into them, yanking them to his thighs. You did not know why but you turned your head, towards him, his muscular back and the tight ass welcoming your gaze, you turned away with a blush on your face. Aemond winced as he tugged the fabric over his erection, up to his hips. "Get dressed and go to sleep" you repeated his words, mimicking his voice. Aemond grunted and paid no attention to you, trying to annoy you back. Two can play this game. He put the shirt on and turned to you once again, as he did you said,"Now listen to me carefu-ah" Aemonds rough hand on your arm interrupted you.

He pulled you close to him, taking your cheek into his palm, made you squirm. "Stop squirming," he said in a cold tone that spoke he was tired from your games, "if it was my way then-" now you interrupted him. "Then what? Hmm? You´d kill me? Take my eye" you asked with bitterness, wearing a grin on your face, "Youuu would hurt me? Rape me like your brother does to every poor servant girl who´s in reach of his hand?" he was going mad from all your questions. "Hah interesting, you kidnap me and then you expect me to be absolutely obedient?" you narrowed your eyes at him, his grip not loosening on your arm nor on your cheek. Your hands were placed each of his hand. "Or even better, you will threaten to do all of those things but in fact, you won´t do any." He just gazed at you like it did not bother him, like he did not even listen. But he was listening carefully. "You know, you cannot actually kill me, because you know yourself it would start a war, a war where dragons will fight dragons and brothers will fight brothers." you finished with a smile on your face.

"First of all, i won´t kill you my sweet princess, i brought you here to marry you, not start a war. I will finally have all that was meant to be mine and second..." Aemond took a deep breath, " i do not expect you to be obedient, in fact if you weren´t an annoying little bitch, where will be the fun in that. " He proclaimed, teasing you but only a bit. Tiredness has worn him out of the will to play these games, insulting each other. "Now go to sleep" Aemond nudged you in the lower back to get you moving and you allowed him to. Once you have reached "your" side of the bed Aemond pulled the cover for you, and you slipped under it. You did not have the mental strength to resist this manner. Then as he walked over his side, he blew out candles on the way. Laying down, you played with a strand of your locks. The tension could be cut with a butter knife. You tried to find a comfortable position due to not being used to lay next to someone. Deadly silence. Only sound of the covers shifting. After a while you finally drifted to sleep.

Aemond slept but only for couple of hours, he could not stay calm because his mind was elsewhere. He opened his eyes a little to look over, to you. There you slept, beautifully calm, your checks softly squishing, which made you look even fuller. All he wished was to grip you, your chin, cheeks, throat, hair. Bite your lips, cheeks, earlobe and neck till he draws blood. He imagined his hands on your shoulders, pushing you on his cock, on your breasts, kneading them to worship you while sucking and biting your nipples. Your hips, being pushed into the mattress, wall, door, ground, or keeping you in place, digging into the flesh. He dreamt of creasing and slapping your ass, to see it wobble, to see how it changes colors from pale pink to crimson red. Your thighs tremble and shake from exhaustion, trying to ride him. Then burying himself in between them, biting and sucking on them on the way down. Your wrists either in a harsh grip of his hands or in ropes, and your ankles as well in rope or on his shoulders. And at the very end he would kiss all you pain away, massage your aching places, hold you close to him, scared you´d slip away, apologizing for any pain he caused, and repeating that he loved you, as if it was a mantra. He was horny, needy, and desperate for you, only for you.

He was overwhelmed by the lustful thoughts. Slowly Aemond sat up and rolled over to be on top of you, watching if he was waking you up. His weight sat on his knees, hands by his sides. Knees digging into the mattress on each side of your hips. You wriggled a little, feeling the dip in the cushion. As the obsessively lustful man he is, Aemond creased your hair, only the part which was spread on the pillow. The motion made all the strands move, back and forward, it even got to those that were closest to your face, tickling your cheek a little. You crunched your nose in a reflex, still mostly asleep. Aemonds heart ached in need to cup your cheek and kiss your nose and cheeks, the cuteness of yours. He leaned forward only an inch. You twisted your hips, seeking the calmness you had a few moments ago.

You felt and heard, breath and weight that dug into the material beneath you. Slowly coming to senses, you opened your eyes. Shocked, you looked around yourself. "What the hell?" You whispered, but the fact you only woke up, was not helpful. Aemond titled his head, "Shhh," he softly hushed you back into sleep. "Get off," you whined, in still soft gravelly voice, putting your hands on his thighs to push him off or slip away. You were still weak and did not move either yourself, not more than a wiggle, nor him. "No i don´t think so darling." he said gently, he could do this all night. Now you were fully woken, "No, get off, you creep." you tried again to move from beneath him.

"Such an insolence from someone who only woke up." he teased a bit, and you were still weakly pushing at his chest and thigh "No, i like it here." he sounded amused. All the wiggling and twisting and squirming, made his cock grow by each move. He did not like the way you fussed so he sat down on you, bringing his whole weight to keep you down. You whined as he did. "What is the meaning of this?" you asked, "Meaning of what?" he played with you. "Meaning of you sitting on me in middle of the night." you said furiously. "Ooh, that. Wel, let´s say, i only wanted to look closer." he smiled down at you. "And why on earth would you do that?" you demanded an answer and he laughed, "You are about to be my wife, i will do that quite a lot." "Go do THAT to some poor servant like your brother does." Aemond did not like that, he had you, why would he go for someone else and comparing him to his brother, didn´t like that either. " You think i would tak advantage of some servant like Aegon does? You think i would rape a girl?" he asked, actually wondering if you thought he was capable of this.

He knew you were scared of him because of what happened on Storm´s End, he knew you did not especially "like" the way he talked of your family. But he also knew you still loved the young boy, obsessed with dragons and history, and the handsome man he became. Aemond was well aware you loved him back, but the fear of his actions and mainly your life kept you away from loving him fully.

"Well? Do you?" He asked again. " You threatened to take me in front of the guard, outside the castle and to take my eye. What do you think?" you blurred out. "No. I asked if you think i would actually be capable of taking advantage of you?" it was no longer a stern tone, but more of making himself sure you did not believe he would do that to you. Aemond was your soft spot, even though he tried to harm you, he was hurt himself and you hated that someone you had feeling for, has asked if you this he´d be able to do such a thing to you. "No." you whispered, almost no sound came out.

Your eyes were locked together. Your sight spoke of mixed feeling, of the love to him that you were trying to push away. His sight spoke of the obsessive desperation of you, he´d do anything to keep to him. Aemond was still sat on you, but you didn´t fight anymore. His hands were one on your shoulder and the other one on the side of your pillow next to your head. Yours were on his thighs, once again. He took your chin and cheek in one hand, tight yet gentle, as if he assured it was not a dream. And the other one now at the back of your neck, scooping you up to bring you closer. You were leaning closer any moment, not even realizing it. Aemond gazed into your eyes then lips, and again. His lips were parted the whole time, waiting for you. He knew he had to wait for you, it was like confession and return of love at the same time for you.

You lifted yourself a little to connect to his lips, closing your eyes and he did as well. And it felt like your life depended on the kiss, he instantly tightened his grip to hold as close as possible. He wanted to keep this forever, you in his arms, kissing him back, now sharing not only a thought of love bur actual love. You brought your hands to his forearms, to keep up, because he took the lead of the kiss, since you have never done it. Wet, sloppy sound spreading in the silence. Your hums adding and it sounded as a song to him. Knowing he will never allow anyone else to hear it, God forbid experience.

You pulled away to take a breath, opening your eyes only to see him, happy, he looked like he just got a dragon. "Aemond..." you whined, wanting more. He looked at you, melting of the way his name sounded, falling from your lips in desperation.

The two of you have not moved an inch and Bantis was resting waiting for any. You could only stare at him. A madman who threatened to put out your eye, who showed you what fear really means, happens to be your betrothed. You feared what is coming next, who will sit on the throne now, what are your mother and brothers think, what is going to happen to you and Bantis? Why did Aemond ask you to marry him, you did not believe he did it in intention to prevent the war. And finally, did you have any other choice? There were too many questions and no answers, in such a little moment you became frustrated. You had to understand what he intended.

"Skoro syt?(why)"you asked, worry and anger pronounced in your voice. Aemond lowered his eyes to your gaze, nostrils widened in irritation. "Skoros gaomagon ao nūmāzma, skoro syt?(what do you mean, why?)" he practically spat. "Why in seven hells did you ask me to marry you?" you questioned, almost yelled. Aemond put his hand on the back of your neck, titling your head to look up at him and you immediately put your hands on his chest to push him away. A small grin appeared on his face, "Why do you think i did? Hmm, tell me," Aemond told you in playful voice. "Aemond i do not have time for this." you announced, and he lifted his eyebrow in questioning manner. "Why the hurry? Are you going somewhere?" he asked, "Because i am not letting you go anywhere." as he said that his hand became tighter, making his point clear. "Then tell me for fucks sake, why, why did you do this. You threatened to take my eye, you almost killed me with Vhaegar and now you are asking me to marry you." not understanding his action, desperately seeking explanation. Aemond stared down at you, rage filled his words, "I can still take your eye if that bothers you, but first of all, you have already said you will marry me. So why don´t we sit on a dragon and fly to Kings Landing, we can talk there." he snarled at you. Aemond let go of your neck and took your hand. He began to move but you stood, not moving a muscle, this is not what you wanted.

"No. I did not say that i WILL marry you, i asked what CHOICE DO I HAVE." you shouted furiously and snatched your arm, Aemond was a bit shocked. " NONE! You do not have a choice, you WILL marry me, even if you don´t like it now. I will DRAG YOU to Kings Landing if i have to. Nothing can help you now, what is so hard to understand about that?!" Aemond argued back. "What is so hard to understand? EVERITHING, you lunatic! I doubt you did this to prevent the war, you almost killed me and now you expect me to be your wife. How did you even come to believe that I could agree with such a thing?" you laughed at the situation. "I did it because i wanted to. I did it because you are meant to be mine!" Aemond clarified some of his actions, with irritated and arrogant undertone in his voice. Still, you were stunned by his words, well you knew he liked you and you liked him too at a young age, but enough for a marriage? Maybe you have underestimated his feelings.

"Now are done with the quizzing?" he impatiently asked, with furious look on his face. Stunned by his word from earlier and still processing what he told you. Aemond groaned and pulled at your arm once again, to get you moving. You stopped, again, Aemond turned his head to face you. He was about to say something probably arrogant and sneery, but you were faster. "How are you planning to get to Kings Landing?" you asked, he narrowed his eyes in irritation, "because there is no way we are flying on Vhaegar." you added with worry in your voice. "We´ll fly on your dragon, to make sure she won´t try anything and Vhaegar will follow us. "You think Bantis will let you?" you asked, but you have to admit that you did enjoy teasing him and putting his patience in a test, it was highly amusing to you.

"I ´m done with you and your questioning" Aemond said, annoyed. To be clear you actually expected him to hit you but instead he turned his body to you. At tremendous speed he crouched down so his shoulder was at the height of your abdomen and threw you over it. With a yelp you squirmed on his shoulder, his hand securing your knees"No, stop." you yelped, as he began to walk toward Bantis. "Gīda ilagon Bantis!(calm down Bantis!)" he talked to her to make sure she will not defy him "put me down" you cried out because of embarrassment. You were squirming on his shoulder all the way to the dragon. Aemond brought a slap to your ass, with words "Thats enough!" and slid you off, onto the ground. His hold on your wrist was harsh, to prevent you from getting away and you were more than sure it will leave a mark.

Aemond climbed on Bantis and dragged you behind him, but you struggled, because why would you make it easier for both of you when you can annoy him more. Your dragon did not growl or roar at Aemond, she was a calmer dragon by nature, even though she would do anything to protect you it seems that Aemonds words have made an impact on her. Your saddle has two spots for sitting, because usually you rode with Rhaena, since she had no dragon and the two of you were like true sisters. (Baela always felt the same and she liked the fact of you giving Rhaena a chance to ride a dragon) Aemond seemed quite upset about it, due to the fact that he planned on keeping you in his lap.

He sat you into seat in the front, by pushing on your shoulders, he yanked on your hair for you to look up at him, "Sit still and don´t test me." he ordered you as he sat behind you. Not that he cared about your personal space, since Aemonds body was absolutely glued to your back. You could feel his hot breath on the nape of your neck and his rock hard cock against your lower back. Was he getting turned on by this? Were you as well? The question was forced by the aroused shiver you got when you felt his shaft twitch. Aemond groaned and got hold of the reins and you gripped the handles. "Sōvegon naejot se dārys tegorīr!(Fly to the Kings Landing!") he commanded Bantis and she began to spread her wings. He turned to Vhaegar, "Vhaegar gaomagon bē( Vhaegar keep up!") she was quite far from you but due to her size she had no problem hearing his words. As Bantis shot into the air, Vhaegar did not hesitate and followed her.

The two dragons flew through the sky on their way to kings landing, the flight was no longer than a few hours. (I´m way too lazy to write about the flight because there won't even happen anything so...fuck it i guess.)

As you landed on Bantis with Aemond behind you, the guards were little more than confused about the situation but did not dare to question the prince. Aemond stood up first and then offered you a hand, which you ignored and got off by yourself. Aemond just stood there on Bantis, looking down at you, waiting for him with a smile. He huffed and slid off the dragon. Walking towards you with large steps and a smirk on his face. You expected him to be pissed off by your action, so you decided to push him a little more, why not you are already dead, here with the greens, about to become Aemonds wife, what worse could happen? You began to walk without him when he came to you, he threw his hand around your waist but not in a gentle way, no he gripped your hip so harshly, you could feel his fingertips digging into your skin through the clothing. " You do that again and i will throw you on the ground right here, in front of the guards, pull your pants down, force you to suck my cock, then i´ll put it into the virgin cunt of yours and fuck you until you forget you name. Is that clear?" Aemond growled quietly, with his lips pressed against your ear. You stared at him, while he still waited for your answer, but you did not realize that yet.

Aemond hummed, "Alright then," and put his other hand on your arm, as if he was going to do it. You quickly uttered from yourself " Y-yes it´s clear, it´s clear!" Fear in your eyes made Aemonds cock even harder at which he thought if it´s even possible. After hours of being pushed against you plump and beautiful ass. He let go of your arm and you sighed in relief. "Good." he said and creased your hip as if nothing happened. You were scared for your life but something in the way Aemond said with calm voice made you aroused, imagining he actually did it, caused your nipples to get hard and your clit to ache so much that it hurt. the realization has finnaly hit you and pulled you to reality, you were mentally beating yourself up to get aroused by Aemonds imaginantions of forcing you to fuck him.

You walked from outside into the castle and through its many corridors. The two of you got into the council room, there was Alicent impatiently waiting for her son's arrival, along with Aegon, Otto and of course ser Criston Cole. You stood straight, chin up, as your mother taught you, newer show your fear to the enemy. Alicent was in disbelief of what she saw, you at Aemond's side. "Aemond, gods, what is the meaning of this?" she asked while looking at you, in worry, then skipping to Aemond in worry as well but also concern. "I came to the conclusion that even the predominance of an alliance will not help stop the upcoming war." he made a pause, and you saw the anxiety in her face, she barely breathed, waiting for her son to finish, what sounded as a death sentence. "But the union of the house could. I wish to marry Y/n Velaryon in the sake of our house." he proclaimed Aemond. Alicent exhaled in relief. You were shocked of how well he presented and objected his actions. He was good at this, you thought.

She came to you and Aemond brought his hands to hers in a comforting gesture. Alicent sighed and cupped his cheek which made your heart ache for your mother. Your gaze was on the ground once again, she´s probably worrying where you are, if you´re alright, or if you are even alive. "I... I wish to speak with princess alone." she said, clearing her throat. That made you look up. Otto with Aemond were the first walking away, then Aemond. he did not look at you which you were thankful for. Ser Crispin Criston stayed at the door as a guard. "Come, child we will tak a bit." Alicent told you and gestured you to sit in the medieval cushion chair, and she sat on the one on the opposite. "I understand that you are confused and frightened right now, but i promise you, nothing is going to harm you. I understand it is hard to be told, you have to marry someone but i assure you Aemond is going to make a great husband." she gave you a warm smile and held your hands. "I hope he did not ... cause you any troubles." she said sighting, while looking at your neck that was red, turning slight purple, from the grip he held. " I´ll send the handmaiden to prepare you a bath and new dress." she told you, "Thank you, your grace." you said, "Is there anything you need?" she asked, and you immediately replied, " I would like to send a letter to my mother, the queen,"you didn't forgive yourself to emphasize the word queen, at first, she was little unsure to approve, her face spoke with it, so you suppressed her motherly feelings, "She must be afraid, and so must my brothers, I just want to assure her that I am alive and well." with teary eyes, you grabbed her hands in pleading manner. It worked, "Alright my dear, i only have one request in exchange," as if you did not expect anything else, "you´ll share bedroom with Aemond from now till your wedding, then there will be everything else discussed." you took a deep breath and nodded, yes. she stood up and turned her attention to Ser Criston, "Ser Criston please, escort princess y/n to their bedroom and send prince Aemond to me." Alicent ordered and he responded. "At once, your grace." You stood up from your seat, proud of yourself, and followed him.

Once you reached Aemond´s chambers and Ser Criston acknowledged him with the news. He was looking at you the whole time, with delight. you slipped past each other, he closed the door behind him, leaving you alone in the king-sized room. You looked around the space, many books about the history of Westeros, philosophy and Valyrian tongue. After a moment of wandering a knock distributed you, and you went to open the door, there was a maiden whit a few things in her hands, you let her in, and she began to prepare the bath. After a while she told you the bath was ready, you striped, and she took the clothes and hurried away, to let you enjoy your bath. The water was almost boiling hot but to your liking, she filled it with a floral scents and fine spices, the mixture smelled amazing. You damped your hair into the water, you cleared your mind from all thoughts, loving the quiet. Only to be interrupted by the door opening, you rapidly turned your head to source of the sound, bringing knees to your chest.

And there he was, Aemond, leaning against the wall, staring at your wet body, in his bathtub. he wandered to his bed, "I hope i did not interrupt you, my dearest" he said but you barely paid attention to him. Now he started to take off the layers from his upper body and then his pants "I do think it will be in place for me to join you" he said as he walked to you in the bath. Now your attention was drawn on him again,"Wha-" but you did not realize he was fully naked and the first thing you saw was his cock, again hard, standing in it´s pride. You turned red and looked away, at which he laughed as he stepped into the bath. Aemond sat into the water, smirking, "Aww, shy again? Don´t be." he said in calm voice, "Come here, darling" Aemond said as he looked at you and then at his lap, gesturing you to sit there.

-hah you can wait for another part

i know i promised a wedding ceremony but this is better (don't worry the ceremony will appear)

i think he´s the yan who would kidnap you, because he wants you to be his, only his, he would not harm if you´d go voluntarily, but if you make it difficult, he will not hesitate to use strength and he warned you that your actions won´t leave unpunished, but he knows very well you WILL make it difficult, since you are each other's enemies

well he would enjoy it, toying with you that way, after all Aemond is a warrior and incredibly skilled in fight, you won´t overpower him it´d be like a game to him but he still wanted to see you try, a little plump thing fighting with highly skilled warrior, even though he knew that your father and brothers have taught you how to protect yourself, he craved the experience of towering you, hands tied in your hair or gripping your wrists, being the reason you yelp wince in pain

when you were in the age suited for marriage and there appeared whispers, the desire to marry a princess of dragon blood to improve the positioning of each house, but from his point of view, they were not worthy even of the sight of your beauty and fascinating being

of course, you did not want to marry any of them, you were a dragon rider, you didn´t want to end up like som other women, with too many children (and lack of brain) and of all the unknown that waited for you, he was the same, a little more twisted but same and he imagined the two of you together, flying on your dragons, the experiences you´d gain, together

at the supper, he could not take his eyes off of you, his sight lingered on your plump curves, the way your body looked like an ancient painting, how you tried to hide something that was the domain of your attractiveness, when your tummy showed in rolls when you sat down he was in love of your body, so much to grip, slap, smear his spit and cum on, falling in love with the imagination of spreading his hands on the skin of your hips and being suffocated in between your thighs, how the wine left light red stain on your plump lips, he did not want any paper-thin lady beside him, of course he thought they are pretty but he wanted YOU

but he was so lost in his feeling, he hated you for what happened to him as a child, yet he could not get enough of looking at you, he wanted to harm you, to see you in pure shock caused by his action yet, Aemond wished to be the only source of your happiness, and the he realized he that the childish love you secretly shared to each other has grown in him to something uncontrollable,

he was ready to hurt you if it meant that you would be his, he was ready to insult you, hit you, call you a bastard, gods be good he was willing to make you unconscious, only caring about the future of how beautiful your wedding will be, the first time he can call you his wife, his, only his

and once you´re either unconscious, beaten, or hurt emotionally, he´ll get you both on dragon, fly to king´s landing and share the great news with his mother, the news of, solving the upcoming war and finally being happy, having a betrothed

even though, he was aware that you felt something for him, because he was not the only one who stared at someone, he caught you many times, your sight was locked on him, and the way your eyes sparkled with love, how safe he felt when both your eyes met, even at the supper when he made the mean and provocative comment, you stared into his eye, he felt like in heaven

he was aware that your family will have a problem with this, but that was the part where the only thing he had to do, was to make you fall for him once again, well you did fall for him, but you refused to admit it

admit that he was the reason your knees felt weak, that because of him you felt so desperate of touch, and he was willing to give you what you desire, if you gave him the same in return

-reader´s pov-

When you arrived at Storm's End, you expected the guards to be a little shaken by the sight of a dragon, but they stood firm. You got out of the saddle and started to walk towards the gate, but an earth-shaking roar coming from the side of the castle stopped you. There lay the monstrous Vheagar, which means that Aemond is here for the same reason you are. Millions of thoughts flashed through your mind. What if Aemond has already convinced Lord Borros about the Greens? What if there's are more of them, more dragons? What if Aemond has come to avenge his eye? By now you are at the gate and guards escort you into the hall where Lord Borros is sitting in his chair. The guards introduced you with your titles "Lord Brros, I bring you a message from Queen Rhaenyra," you confirm in a slightly trembling voice. He was quite amused and added some provocative comments, about how the house of a dragon did not know who rules it since the so-called ,,king Aegon" has sent Aemond. "What's her message?" he asked, handing one of the guards a letter from your mother. Your sight wandered through the hall and landed on Aemond, who stood there with an unreadable expression on his face. He wore a long leather coat that reached almost to his heels, and a belt from which hung a large sword Blackfyre. Aemond caught your staring gaze, but you were too focused on his handsome appearance to notice that. Aemond's towering figure seemed even more alluring and overpowering than ever. Your eyes now wandered over his face, which you were convinced was sculptured by gods. His significant jawline and prominent cheekbones. The nose and chin being the dominance of his face. You were so hypnotized by Aemond's enchanting nature that you almost forgot why you came here in the first place. But a loud voice that resounded through the room woke you up from your daydreams

“Remind me of my father´s oath?”he questioned. Now you finally realised how long you were marveling of him. Your attention was immediately fully drawn on lord Borros. He´s offended, because from his point of view, what were you to bring him a message that questions his loyalty. You had nothing to offer him, he had no son you could marry and Lucerys along with Jacaerys were already bethroted to your cousins.“So you come with empty hands, go home princess. And tell your mother that the lord of Storm´s end, is not some dog she that she can whistle up, at need to set aggainst her foes.” the lord ordered you to leave with slight anger in his voice.

"I shall thake your answer to the queen, my lord," you announced, trying not to sound disappointed, but your attempt failed thoroughly. You turn and head for the door, relieved at the thought of leaving. "Wait ... my lady Strong." Amond's voice echoed through the room, and you stopped turning to face him, anger visible on your face. "Did you really think you could just fly about the realm trying to steal my brother's throne at no cost?" You tensed, but gathered your courage and took a few steps forward. "I came as a messanger, not a warrior." But Aemond obviously had different plans, "Fight would be a little challenge." Now you actually started to worry, shifting in your place. "No. I want you to put out your eye." Asserted Aemond as he took off his eye patch to reveal the beautiful sapphire he had inserted in place of his eye. You are shocked, a little frightened by his action, but mostly angry with yourself, because the man of whose beauty you were enthralled by just a few minutes ago (who appears to be your uncle) is now the reason you are trembling because he wants to put out your eye. "As payment for mine" you are sure, if Lucerys was here instead of you, he'd be already dead. "One will serve" Aemond took a blade that was hidden under his coat and threw it among you. You looked down at it and wished that you never came here. Worry showed on your face and Aemond seemed amused by it. "I will not blind you," he said with ease, and hummed, smiling."I plan to gift it to my mother"  “No” you tried to sound as strong and fearless as you could, but in fact, it only came out as a pathetic whimper. Your fear ha staken over you. It appeared Aemond was not happy with your answer, since he stopped smirking and his jaw clenched. “Then you are a craven, as well as a traitor.” he added and his face had now no expression. “Not here” said lord Borros and your eyes widened. Was he aware of somethig or did they plan this all along? Aemond was now headed towards you, screaming ”Give me your eye or i will take it, you little bastard!” he bent down, not stopping, for the blade he trew there earlier and you instinctively took out the two daggers which were hidden under your cloak, prepared to fight even though you knew he was way more skilled. The guards were prepared to protect you, at least something positive. Aemond was getting nearer every second, with expression of a maniac.”Not in my hall.” finally, Lord Borros stopped this madness and Aemond froze in his place and grew even more angry.”The girl came as an envoy.” and he continued “ I will not have a bloodshed beneath my roof.” he defended you. Then lord Borros looked at the guards “ take princess y/n to her back to her dragon. Now” he orded, but by the look of Aemonds you knew this wasn´t over. Again, turning around you began to walk towards door while putting your daggers away.

The moment you stepped outside the castle, you ran to your dragon. Heavy rain falling from the sky, making your vision blurry. As you hurried, you looked upon where Vhaegar laid before and how lightning struck, she was no longer there and your heart sunk to the ground itself. Feeling your guts clench, tears on the verge, panic rushed over you. Bantis shared your worries and nugged her head towards your body and you rested your forehead on hers, comforting each other with this manner. There was no other choice for you, than climb on your dragon and fly home as fast as you can, because there was still Vhaegar with Aemond somewhere in the rainstorm: “Dikimarvose(focus).”  you alost screamed because of the rain muffling your voice: “Laehossa ynot, Bantis(pay attention, Bantis)”, you tried to calm her down, but more of comforting yourself. “Lykíri, ryptys!(be calm, listen!)” adding, while you climbed onto her wing and settled into the saddle. "Soves, Bantis!(fly, Bantis!)”

 She spread her wings and soared into the blizzard. Now flying through the dark night, enlightened only by lightning. Raindrops whipping your face, as were looking around yourself, convincing, that there was no monsterous dragon rode by mad dragon rider, who threatened to cut your eye out. While looking around yourself, a roaring sound rang through the heavy rain. But after a moment, hearing a loud growl above your head, was the opposite of what you wished for. You looked up, and the air left your lungs, your heart stopped beating at the sight of the giant. Lightning seems like it's calming down and Vhaegar with Aemond are no longer lingering above you but even worse. They appear right in front of you, Vhaegars jaw opening and snatching at you and Bantis. You quickly reacted by directing Bantis downwards, missing Vhaegars legs by a meter or so. Aemonds demonic laughter sounded across the air, while turning around. Aemond screamed at you "I see you." Vhaegar snatching at you, again. "Ilybonos!(bastard!)”. Now you went down again panting, as Vhaegar reached for you and Bantis with her feet claws. They were right behind you. there was no chance you could escape if you stayed under them, so you had to change your place at least, for some kind of advantage. "Aderi! Pales!(quickly!turn!)” you screamed. Bantis didn't need to be told twice, turning to the side. You were no longer high in clouds, seeing the large cliff with many gaps you and your dragon can hide, compared to Vhaegar.

You flew into a big space between the walls of a cliff, it was near the ground. Aemod with Vhaegar had to fly over the top, which was open and they could still see you so they followed you. Now you were a little further than they were, but you could still hear the psychopathic laugh from Aemond. “Jemela gelyni enka!” (you owe me a debt) Aemond yelled down at you.”Rina!” (girl!).You couldn´t see them anymore, your breath fastened. Then, Vhaegars large body appeared in front of you. You could not turn or stop, because of the speed. Bantis crashed into Vhaegars torso. She was unable to keep balance or recover quickly, which led to her falling to the ground, still with you on the back. You tried to make her settle in the air but nothing worked. gods must have prayed for you since Bantis wasn´t too high by the time she fell on the ground. She tried to soften the fall by burying her legs and wings into the ground, which seemed helpful at first, but the hard landing made her body jump. With that you fell off the saddle, rolled off on her wing and landed onto the ground. As you ,,landed” you hit your head a few times, which made you feel dizzy, but you were still conscious. Lying there, on a ground, regain your strength, panting.

Bantis is also exhausted from constant dodging, sudden descents and ascents. She huffed in tiredness, while you´re trying to come to your senses. Head still feeling woozy, as you shaked it, hoping it would help to stop the slightly blurry vision. There was a great rumble somewhere behind, the sound was layered with sea and wind. You listened to the surroundings.

You heard ponderous slow steps, Aemond is approaching you. Hearing his voice way closer than you thought, only a few feet connecting your distance. You began to get up, while he talked to you “ So you thought, that comming to storm´s end, begging for Baratheons support,trying to steel my brothers throne, will come with no punishment, Ao byka aspo?(you little bitch)”. His voice full of anger, now echoed just a few meters away from you.  Straightening up from the  one knee you used for support of your weight, you glared in direction of his voice. “ Your brother´s throne? Aegon does not deserve it. He´s nothing more is nothing more then a preverted drunk, who doesn´t even want to rule.” You gripped the handle of your dagger with your left hand as you spoke, preppared for sparring that is about to begin. “Se iksā mēre laes qogralbar”(and you are one eyed fuck). Aemonds large steps carried him to face you. Now standing straight, you draved your dagger at him, which he did not expect and just in time he brought his right forearm to yours. This movement prevented him from getting stabbed. This angerd him even more and now he lost it, gripping your chin whith his hand, almost breaking your jaw. His fingertips digging into the flesh, which you could only wince at. With a swift montion his right arm, which was till now blocking yours, clasped your left wrist with force, causing you dropped the dagger. The left one, that was crushing your jaw, is now gripping you by your hair. Which made you only hiss in pain. You kicked him in the shin, making loose his balance. But he recovered faster than you. Aemond grabbed both your arms and with the back of his leg he kicked your ankles, shoving you to the ground. 

 Aemond gripped the collar of your shirt and brought you even closer to his face.“You think these harsh words will save you?” he asked mockingly, with emphasis on the word harsh. “It´s not very ladylike to talk like this, you know?” he said and you felt scolded as if you were a child. Wiggling underneath Aemond seemed to anger him, because he pulled you by your shirt again almost to sit up. “Look at yourself, you are a pathetic little bastard. You can´t even tell if someone noticed you stare at them, can you?” The realization hits you. he noticed, he saw the way you devoured his appearance. Redness grew on your cheeks from embarrassment. Trying to look away you moved your head, but Aemond´s hand clasped your cheeks in one hand, slightly squishing your lips. “Aww you´re not getting shy, are you? Come on, tell me, what did you think when your eyes were fixed on me until you forgot where you were. It must have been something intersting.” he said in singing voice, mocking your shocked expression. Your nerves boiled, anger grew abd you started to figet in again. Aemond laughed at your squirming body, head titling back and you saw your chance not willing to loose it.

As he did not pay attention, your knee shot up, inbetween his thighs. And you hit your target, Aemond´s lips parted in yelp but the sound was more of a growl. With your legs wrapped around his waist tightly, you rolled over with him so you are now on top of him. Knees on each side of Aemond´s hips. “Whose pathetic now?” you asked him in prideful tone, looking down at him. the hair in now messy and a few strands bothered you by hangig around your eyes and as you blew it out of your sight, eyes glimpsed infront of you and faith came back in that moment, your dagger. Only a few meters away from you. Aemond realized your attention was drawn on something else than him, as he laid on the ground Aemond titled his head to look where your gaze was heading. Both of you looking at the dagger, back at eachother. Immediately you climbed off of him and headed forn the blade. Aemond turned to his knees and reached for your ankle,  which caused you to fall and he pulled back to him. Your hands clawed at the ground, mixture of dirt and sand. “Where were you going dārilaros (princess)?” he questioned and you could hear the grin in his voice. Aemond was about to turn you over but you grasped handful of the dirt and threw it into his face.”Orvorta!(cunt)” he yelled at you. Unfortunatelly for you he managed to dodge it. Aemond gripped you by your arms, but you fought, trying to get the hold of control back. After a second of fighting, you felt a sharp stung on your cheek . he slapped you across the face, harshly and you yere sure . Aemond´s hand found it´s way back to your hair, yanking you to stand up with him. You whimpered in pain, you tried to collaborate, in hope he´d let go of your hair, he did not. 

Aemond jerked you to straighten up and to face him. his expression spoke of loss of patiance and rage. his hand moved from your hair, which you reliefed for a moment but, replacing it to your throath. Squeezing hard enough to make it difficult for you to breathe, but not enough to kill you. Your eyes began to water up and you lip started quivering, pawing at his hand to release you. “Your mother has once said that conecting our families by marriege would help to prevent the war. I will not take your eye. Not only a part of you, i will take you entirely as you are, a beautiful and fierce dragon rider.” Aemond acknowledged you with his intentions as he softened the grip a little, as if waiting for you to answer. Your mouth parted in awe. What choice did you have, either die or marry him and live. you were not ready to meet your father, you want to see you mother againg along with your brothers. You want to ride with Bantis again.