Daemon x Rhaenyra
TW
18+ NSFW Consensual Noncon, wet dreams, uncle/niece
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Rhaenera's eyes popped open in the darkness and she blinked to adjust them, seeing the slightest bit of starlight coming through the window and the outline of someone laying next to her slightly propped up to hover. She froze. She realized she could feel their hand already pressed firmly between her legs, touching her. It felt warm and wet and honestly not bad but still she tensed in fear.
"Shhhshhhshhhsh" came a low whisper in her ear and immediately she knew who it was.
"I only came to see you...but I heard you say my name in your sleep"
"That's hardly consent to get in my bed uncle"
Daemon chuckled lightly, both of them still unmoving.
"It seemed like desire to me" Deamon fingers moved ever so slightly at the word. She could sense his head tilt closer to her cheek. This close she could smell him, and her own scent of sleep sweat perfuming the sheets. The movement of him felt better than she wanted to admit. She relaxed a bit and reached out to touch him and realized he was mostly under the covers with her but he was completely clothed.
"What were you coming to tell me?" She whispered, feeling a warm clench within herself. Daemon must have felt it beneath his fingertips because they moved almost immediately in a pressed circle. Rhaenera took in a sharp breath, her whole body feeling flush.
"Right now I can't remember anything before hearing you say my name" He circled his fingers gently again, watching her profile in the starlight. He knew he was risking scaring her but he never meant to. He had hesitated at first, but then he remembered what it felt like to be 16. And she looked a goddess lying there, ripe and womanly. He knew he should probably feel bad and he would but why should he if isn't wrong about her feelings?
"What were you dreaming Rhaenera?"
"I- I'm not sure now" it was only half true, she just didnt want to tell him all of it. She didnt want to speak. Her heart started to race. She thought she should probably push him away but it was only a should. What she wanted to do was start pulling at the clothing he wore until he was on top of her but she could hardly will herself to move. She tilted her head in towards him til her cheek lightly brushed his, rotating her hips toward his hand.
He flattened his fingers and cupped her, massaged a couple of times firmly, then slipped a finger into her wetness gently. Oh, to be this young and this needy and sensitive, he remembered well still. He wasn't yet too old.
Rhaenera's breath got fluttery. She hoped she wasn't embarrassing herself but she didn't want to think about that. She was hyperaware of his presence, his slight movements, his breathing, his smell, but he was lying facing her, his back to the window and she couldn't see his face, just feel the movement of a smile against her cheek. All she knew was she'd do anything for this not to stop.
She relaxed back down fully and he hovered more over her closing most of the gap, his finger staying inside. He made a gentle skilled motion, sliding along the upper wall then out and up her lips and began circling the nerves at the top again. That made her tremble and he didn't stop - he kept circling. Rhaerna let out a stifled whimper, curling her toes. It felt better than when she did it and she didn't think that could be possible.
"Relax into it, it's okay. I've got you" Daemon quietly and slowly reassured her. He rested his lips on her forehead and smelled her hair while he kept working his fingers. He didn't want anything from her, it was enough to service her just like this for now.
He could feel the nerves tensing and twitching beneath his fingers just like he could feel her tighten every time he slid them down and in. She had an abundance of wetness and it was all making him so hard against his pants.
Rhaeneras hips began to buck forward a little against her will. She had to focus to relax into him and his caressing movements and try not to move herself. She was so sensitive. She wanted more but she dared not stop what was currently feeling so good. She focused on the feeling of his fingertips and few moments later she could feel she was close. She reached down and held his hand higher up, guiding him to stay there and keep going. He did as he was told, even quicking his circles.
Raehnera flooded with more warmth in her bottom half, feeling it roll through her and down her legs. She let out a few breathy gasps while the orgasm rocked her body harder than she'd ever felt before. Daemon's hand never left and he decided to switch to his thumb so his could keep it up and add an extra finger this time when stroking inside of her as she was cumming. Rhaeneras gasps were delicious and made him suppress a moan. The servants didn't need to know about this just yet. This was between them only right now.
Daemon kissed her forehead several times, letting his fingers linger relaxed inside her now while she continued to spasm around them post orgasm.
Rhaenera closed her eyes at the kiss and said nothing, just kept breathing, feeling even more tired now. She wished he'd undress and stay, sleep next to her skin to skin.
Deamon gave it a few moments then carefully got out of her bed and walked more bowed than normal back to his bed chamber for the night.
