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Gurlll your catch me if you can dex fanfic was simply one of the hottest thing I have ever read, I need you to give me a million more of just unhinged smutty dex fanfics. PLEASEEEE!
say less baby (read also: catch me if you can)
Angel
Benjamin 'Bullseye' Poindexter x fem!reader
âż you manage to lose dex in a game of cat-and-mouse, but he doesn't give up that easily.
âż 18+
âż wc: 4k
âż cw: fem!reader, DDBA!dex, established relationship, predator-prey, bullseye-typical violence (he kills someone), SMUT, straight porn hardly plot, prone-bone, outdoor sex, unprotected piv, knife play, improper use of a knife (hint: it goes inside youâand itâs not the blade), mentions of anal, praise!!, minor degradation, pet names (angel, baby, etc), pussy pronouns, dirty talk, possessive (obsessive) dex, strong language, british english author does her best with american english :(
inspired by the song 'angel' by massive attack
There is a physical pain deep in his chest. An ache, a festering bruise beneath the bone of his sternum as he stands in the middle of the street, his fists balled at his sides.
He doesnât know how youâve done it, but youâve managed to lose him. Youâve managed to slip into the shadows and disappear, and he canât find you.
It feels partly like a failure. When he turned onto the street he was sure youâd be running down, you werenât there, and it was like a punch to the chest. Youâre gone, and now his heart hammers wildly against his ribs as he sucks in a calming breath. His mind is running a million miles an hour, but he canât help the small smile that graces his lips beneath his mask. Youâve escaped him. Perhaps he should give himself credit, considering heâs the one who taught you these tactical evasion skills.
When the humming in his brain easesâyour face now at the forefront of his mindâhe stretches out his arms, pops the tension from his elbows and shoulders, then saunters up the street. Your apartment is up ahead, but he knows you wouldnât be dumb enough to hide from him there. Youâre a smart girl.
Dex pauses outside your building, eyes scanning the dark alleyway to the left, then the line of shrubbery to the right.
âWhatâs with the mask?â
Dex slowly turns his head, finding a man staggering out of the alley. He leans against the brickwork, face pale and almost ghostly in the overhead street light. He gestures to Dex with a dirty hand, fingers strangling the neck of a nondescript liquor bottle as he hiccups out his sentence. Dex cocks his head as the man flips the jagged cap from the bottle with his thumb, and Dex watches it hit the sidewalk and roll towards him. It settles by his feet as the man takes a noisy swig.
âOh, are you one of those vigilantes Fiskâs always jerking off over?â The man slurs, and Dex wouldâve smiled beneath the mask, humoured, if he didnât have more pressing matters. The man shakes his head, looking at Dex. âIf youâre looking for someone, I saw a pretty broad take the fire escape up this building.â
Now Dex smiles to himself. Smart girl.
He bends and plucks the bottle cap from the ground, running his thumb across the rugged edge of the tin-plated steel. He takes a step forward, rolling the cap between his fingers, his shoulders hulking as he moves, but he doesnât get far before the man is slurring out again, leaning against the brick wall for support.
âRunninâ âround in a tight fuckinâ skirt, too. Fuck,â the man says, and Dex freezes.Â
Heâs bathed in shadow now, the man a few paces behind him. The fire escape is just a few yards ahead of him and he could almost smell the lingering trail of your perfume. But he doesnât move. He canât move. The manâs words clatter around his skull like a ricocheting bullet, and a wasp-like humming returns to his brain. Slowly, he turns, and the man laughs all wet and sickly.
âI mean, if youâre not after her,â the man slurs, gesturing to the fire escape. âI sâpose I could followââ
Dex whips his arm back and forth so fast that the action is dissolved by shadow. He throws the bottle cap with such force it whistles through the air, then slices straight between the drunken manâs eyes in a spray of blood. The manâs head snaps back, head cracking against the brick wall, before he slumps and hits the ground. The bottle clatters to the ground and rolls from his lax fingers, spinning out onto the pavement with a trail of beer following.
Dex huffs, then turns and heads straight for the fire escape, leaving the man dead in the mouth of the alley, a bottle cap embedded so deep in the front of his skull Dex was sure it had disappeared into his brain. Heâd be disappointed if it hadnât.
He takes the stairs three at a time, careful to tread carefully. The metal doesnât creak despite his muscled weight, and he creeps towards the roof like a prowling cat. He passes dark windows, knowing you wouldnât take the chance. He knows youâll be hiding somewhere on the roof. His angel is smart, but she wonât have flown far.
Silently, he clambers onto the roof. City lights glitter around him, but the shadows are thick here. Boxy electrical units and crumbling chimneys make for some kinds of hiding spots, but he knows you better than that. Knows you wouldâve hidden yourself away in the furthest, darkest corner with a victorious smile on your face.
He stalks across the roof slowly, humming quietly to himself. He unsheaths one of his knives and twirls it through his fingers as he rounds a stack of electricity boxes and finds you hunkered in the corner, eyes scanning the city street below. You donât turn, and that makes Dex chuckleâthe sound you finally hear, whipping around to find your boyfriend staring right at you.
âDex!â You yelp, and you make a movement to the side as if you were going to take off running.
But Dex doesnât let you. He throws his knife and it slices through the air mere inches in front of your face, forcing you to throw yourself back as it lodges into the brickwork behind you. And thatâs when Dex lunges forward: wrapping his arms around your waist and forcing you down onto the cool floor, hands and knees finding dried leaves and crumbling mortar.
You wriggle desperately, trying to drag yourself out of his grasp. But he pins you to the ground, chest tight against your back, his pelvis heavy on the swell of your arse. Whining, you reach a hand back in a poor attempt to push him away. But he grabs your wrist and pins your arm to your side, making you squeal.
A muscled arm curls around your neck, a gloved hand pressing firm to your mouth and muffling your noise. You cry out again as he presses you deeper against the floor, masked face coming to rest right beside your ear.
âTrying to run, angel?â He coos, releasing your arm so he could anchor himself over you. He leans on his forearm, his bicep straining beneath the material of his navy suit. âYou were so close, werenât you?â
You whine against his hand, and he chuckles in your ear, knowing he was asking you questions you couldnât answer. You continue writhing beneath him, but that just morphs his chuckles into groans as he ruts his hips against your arse. The thick, muscled mass of his stomach and chest is warm against your back, and you find yourself growing hot beneath your clothes, your pussy fluttering tight under the cotton of your underwear.
âThought you had a chance, didnât you?â Dex utters, rubbing his face against the side of yours. You close your eyes and whimper, feeling him inhale beneath his mask, the heat of his mouth under the material like a burning brand at the curve of your jaw. He hums, fingers squeezing your cheek. âThatâs a bit dumb, baby. You couldâve made it to the Catskills and I still wouldâve found you.â
He grinds himself against your arse and you moan into his palm. You feel the hard lines of him rutting against you, cool air on the backs of your thighs as your skirt rides up, up, and over the curve of your backside. You moan again as he gives another heavy jerk against you, the tight fabric of your skirt rolling up even further, exposing the flimsy cotton of your underwear.
Dex groans in your ear, his entire body shuddering above you. âOh, my sweet girl, mâgonna fuckinâ ruin you.â
You blink lazily, looking around the roof. Itâs dark and empty, and you can hear the bustling streets of New York echoing in the air around you. The seclusion of it all has you moaning into his palm again, the print of his hard cock heavy against you.
The palm on your mouth presses tighter and the backs of your lips press hard against your teeth. You whimper, heart leaping into your throat, as Dex grumbles low in your ear, âMâgonna take my hand away. Youâre gonna be a good girl, and youâre gonna be quiet, yeah?â
You nod desperately, clit aching as he gently grinds himself against you. The roof of your building is bitingly cold and way too hard against your chest and stomach, but you donât careâyou take it like he wants you to, laying still while he removes his hand from your mouth and gives you a firm pat on the cheek. You feel your entire body heat up, a sticky warmth quick to pool in your belly as his hand drags down your side and finds the clasp of his belt. You hear it clink, and the sound has you fighting off a moan, your teeth sinking into your lip to trap the sound in your throat.
Dex chuckles as he sits up a little, still pressing you into the ground, but enough for him to unbuckle the belt of his suit and undo the zip. âBet youâre fuckinâ soaked, huh, baby? Pussy makinâ a mess of these pretty panties?â
His hand leaves his belt as he speaks. With the mass of his thighs, he nudges your legs apart. You canât help the quiet mewl that leaves you as cool air hits the gusset of your underwear, and you know how wet you are based on the bite of the breeze against your puffy clit. You wriggle, but his other hand pins you down.
You hear another clinking sound, before you feel something firm against your covered folds. Itâs heavy and almost metallic in nature, and you suck in a gasp when you realise itâs the hilt of one of his knives. You freeze, body alight with heat, and Dex chuckles, pressing the base of his knife against you and parting your folds beneath the wet cotton.
âYâthink sheâll take this like she takes my cock?â He utters, dragging the base of his knifeâs handle up your folds before pressing it to your hole. Your pussy flutters, drooling out as you whimper, pressing your cheek to the cement to ground yourself. He chuckles again, before drawing the knifeâs grip up even more until it rests against your arsehole. âAnd what about her? I could stretch her out nice and good if you ask me nicely, angel.â
You squirm beneath him, a moan lifting from your throat before you could stop it. Itâs soft, not too loud, but it makes Dex tut anyway. Quickly, he sits back and takes your underwear between his fingers, pulling it away from your slick folds so he could slice through the material with the blade of his knife. The fabric snaps away from you, and you find yourself moaning again as the cool night air kisses up against your cunt.
Then, his knife is back on your pussyâwithout the barrier this time, spreading your folds and tracing a series of heavy lines up and down your slit. You whimper when the end nudges your clit, then circles it like he would with his finger, before pressing down with just enough pressure to make you arch against him. You whisper his name, and he groans in response, sliding the knife back down and tapping it against your hole.
âSo wet,â Dex marvels and he watches as he slowly brings his knife an inch or so away from your cunt. A string of slick webs between you, and it makes his cock twitch in his briefs. He grunts, pushing the handle back against your hole and this time, letting it sink in even further. It breaches inwards, and you suck him in so well that another groan rips from his chest. Itâs primal, his eyes flashing as he pants behind his mask. âYeah, fuckinâ hell, baby. Sheâs gonna take it like my cock.â
You breathe around a moan as he sinks the knife in deeper. Pressure forms deep in your pelvis, a heat festering in your belly as your pussy contracts around the intrusion but lets him in anyway. Something prickles down your spine as you realise youâre drooling around the hilt, slick dribbling as he pushes in, then brings it out by an inch or two, then pushes back in again.
âDex,â you whimper, body shaking. The knot in your pelvis tightens when he bottoms the knife out inside you, hole dangerously close to the blade. But you trust himâyou trust him with your life as his gloved hand clutches the blade, eyes watching your pussy take it. You whimper again when you realise he isnât moving. âDex, babyââ
âNo,â he hisses out simply, pulling the handle out.
It leaves you completely, and you mewl, arching in an attempt to chase it. Dex grunts, smacking the base of the handle against your cunt, making you sob out and collapse forward. He pushes back in then, eyes darting from where he splits your pussy open to where you whimper into the crook of your arm.
âYou thought you could get away from me. You thought you could hide,â Dex says, and theyâre more statements than rhetorical questions. He fucks the handle of his knife into you again and again, your cunt glistening wet and loud where he drags it in and out of you. He holds you against the ground as he continues. âI had to kill a man to get to you, baby. What if he had found you first, huh? What if you did lose me?â
Your entire body stiffens, eyes shooting open. You try to look over your shoulder at him, but Dex knows exactly where to aim, thrusting the base of the handle right up against that gummy spot inside you that has you collapsing back onto the ground.Â
You whimper around a poorly formed Dex!, before you finally manage to spit some of your sentence out: âWhat did youâ?â
âI took care of it,â Dex growls, his arm speeding up as he rucks the knife into you again and again. His cock is painfully hard in his briefs, but he holds off, watching the way your pussy drools around his knife, your entire body shaking as he hits that perfect spot every single time. He nods to himself, mind flitting briefly to the man slumped dead in the alley. âI took care of it, angel. I took care of you.â
A sick thrill runs through you. You should be scared, but you arenât. âDexâŠâ
âI did, I did,â Dex breathes out, slightly muffled behind his mask. âI did, baby. Iâll always take care of you.â
Your body is on fire. The pressure in your pelvis, the heat in your belly, swells inside you. You shake against the ground, the hard, metallic handle of his knife hitting your g-spot each time and itâs leaving you dizzy with your approaching orgasm. You can almost taste it building in the back of your throat, and all you can manage to squeak out is a meek oh, Dex! before the heat ignites and youâre coming around the knife.
Dex groans. âThere she goes, thatâs it, good girl.â
He fucks you through it with deep, rolling thrusts of his arm. The muscles contract beneath the tight sleeve as he moves, and his eyes never leave the way your cunt clenches around it, slick glistening against the handle. You shudder one last time, hips twitching, before you still as the fire of your orgasm reduces to smoke, and you lie pliant against the cool floor.
Slowly, Dex pulls the knife from you. You whimper, feeling your pussy flutter around nothing while Dex slides the knife back into his belt without even wiping it down. Eyelids fluttering, you lie in wait, listening to him shuck his pants down with a well restrained groan.
The hot press of his tip against your folds snaps your eyes open.
âShh, baby, easy,â he mutters when you cry out. He fists himself, dragging the head of his cock through your folds, smearing your slick. He quickly finds your hole and pushes against it, not quite driving in. He rests there, pre-cum beading from his slit and smearing across your hole. âGod, Iâve missed her.â
He thrusts in then. Itâs unceremonious and sudden and you donât even have the time to moan before heâs buried to the hilt. Your breath is stolen from you, and you gasp into the skin of your forearm as Dex moans, the sound loud in the silence around you. He falls back over you now, holding himself up, his chest and stomach melding to your back. You manage a little whimper as he nestles inside you, splitting your pussy apart around the thick of him.
He adjusts himself, grinding his hips against your arse. The movement means you can feel every little ridge sliding against your walls, the weight of his balls resting near your swollen clit. You whimper again, and he coos to match it, tutting you quietly as he slowly drags himself out of you.
âBet that feels good, doesnât it?â Dex whispers, masked face right beside your ear. He holds himself over you, shoulders hulking, suit stretched tight over his back as he rests the tip of his cock inside you. He pushes back in, the fabric of his pants bunched down around his thighs, rubbing against your legs. âIt always feels good.â
You moan. âDex, fuck.â
âUh-uh, what did I say?â Dex mutters at your ear, hovering over you now as he fucks you. His hips slap against your arse where youâre pinned to the ground, pronebone and completely crushed beneath his mass. âGotta be quiet. Wouldnât want anyone cominâ up here, would we? Iâd have to kill âem, baby.â
You whine. âDex, noââ
âYes,â he whines, mocking you with a smile split wide beneath his mask. âSo keep those noises just for me.â
The thick of his cock splits your pussy apart, the stretch always rendering you breathless. He ruts in quickly, desperately, and the tip slams against that perfect spot inside you every single time. Heâs on target every single time. You shouldnât expect anything less from Bullseye.
You gnaw at your lower lip as you bury your face into your forearm, holding back your sobs of pleasure as heat starts simmering inside you again. That familiar pressure treks down the column of your spine too, and you whimper when it settles low in your belly, fanning across your womb.
Not that you know it, but Dex is much the same. His heart knocks wildly against his ribs as if he were still chasing youâhe thinks, in some ways, he still isâand the buzzing in his brain is completely gone. All heâs thinking of is you, and all he wants is you. Youâre all he needs, and no one will ever keep you from him.
âYouâre mine, angel,â he whispers suddenly. One of his arms snakes around your throat again, pulling your face from your arm and pinning your head up. You gasp as he locks you into a chokehold, his grip gentle but firm. As he thrusts, one of his hands shifts to push part of his mask up, just revealing his mouth. He kisses your cheek. âYou canât run from me.â
He forces your head to the side so he can kiss you.
He kisses you, and you struggle to meet his intensity with the way he fucks you. Youâre pliant in his arms, little whimpers melding against his lips as his tongue licks across yours and he slides his mouth forward. You swap spit and pant into each otherâs space, and itâs barely even a kiss, but Dex loves it. He kisses the corner of your mouth as he groans, hips pumping, bicep tight on your throat.
âYou were made for me,â he whispers, dragging his mouth across your warm cheek. He licks the salt from your skin, skims his teeth across your cheekbone. He noses along your pulse next, head dipping to plant wet kisses below your ear and along the back of your jaw. âMy perfect girl.â
There will never be an I love you from Dex. What you have is not the love you see in movies, or in romance books. He is possessive and obsessive and so violently jealous that heâd rather rip the world apart before letting you goâand you know that. You know that, and you still canât help but love him right back.
âDex, please,â you whimper as he buries his face in your neck. The pressure in your lower belly is too much. Beneath your clothes, youâre tacky with sweat, and your thighs shake where he presses into you.
He knows youâre close. He probably knew before you even did.
âLet me feel you,â he says, thrusting, maintaining a deep, even rhythm. He listens to the way you moan and yowl beneath him, trying so hard to be quiet. He can feel the sounds vibrate in your throat where he sucks and bites at the skin. âI wanna feel you come, baby. You can do that for me, yeah? Just be a good girl and come all over my cock. Let me have it.â
Dex draws the line of your orgasm right in front of you, and your body practically flings you across it. Your entire body seizes up, trembling as the pressure in your belly fissures then shatters. You come hard around him, pussy clenching tight around the thick of his cock, and you moan his name loud enough that it echoes. He doesnât seem to mind, and neither do you, as he fucks you through it, panting into your neck as his hips move. Heat flushes through your body as you shake beneath him, and you canât help the whimpers that interrupt your moans when he starts rambling in your ear.
âThatâs a good girl, thatâs a good girl. Fuck, my best girl,â he utters, grunting and groaning in such a way that your clit aches with the heaviness of your heartbeat. He growls next, hips stuttering. âMâgonna fill this fuckinâ pussy, baby.â
He does. Groaning your name, quiet and bordering on a whine, Dex pushes his hips right up against your arse, cock knocking up against the plug of your cervix, and spills. He fills you, hips grinding, rolling, trying desperately to cling onto some kind of control, but heâs completely lost it. He pants around a pained whine as he comes, nosing your thrumming pulse. Thick and warm and so, so full.
When he finishes, his cock jerking and balls tightening with one last thrust, he eases down onto you. You whine as he smothers your body beneath his, trapping you beneath his mass. He shushes you, one of his hands pulling his mask off so his sweat-slick forehead can rest against your shoulder while he catches his breath.
His spine aches, but he ignores it. The muscles in his shoulders and back ripple when he rolls onto his side. He spins you then, his softening cock falling free of your pussy as he pulls you to him, one big hand immediately finding the fat of your arse to palm.
You both listen to the distant wail of sirens as you settle into the shadows.
You shiver, and Dex holds you tighter. So tight, you wonder if heâs afraid youâll try to run again.
âI like it when you catch me,â you whisper, lifting your head to press a small kiss to his jaw. âDonât like being without you.â
Dex smiles to himself, a deep rumbleâalmost a purrâvibrating through his chest as he shifts his head to catch your lips with his. He kisses you deeply as the sound of sirens get louder and louder and the world seems to light up blue around him.
THE GOOD-BROTHERâS WIFEâDyanna Dayne & Maekar Targaryen
Dyanna x Baelorâs wife!reader x Maekar
content: Maekar wonât step over that line of boundaries, but his wife will.
words: 3.7k
cw: MDNI 18+ cunniligus, fingering, thigh humping, nipple play, p in v, threesome, infidelity (?), slight cuckolding, set in around 194 ac, can be read as apart of the dragon princesâ wife hidden truth au or as a standalone. if read as standalone it should be known Maekar and reader use to do the nasty and Aerion is her son and baelor is his "father" rather than Dyanna and Maekar's son, in this i invisioned Dyanna having dark hair and violet eyes, reader is Dornish, but no features are ever described.
a/n: I've never written a female x female fic before so I hope I did it the justice that these two dornish badies need. lastly Baelor and Maekar better watch out before I snatch up their wives.
happy pride month my lovelies <3
Dyanna Dayne was not supposed to be a part of your life. She was never a part of the plan, not that the three of you had ever truly made one⊠Well you and Maekar, Baelor had made one in which he thought was fool proof until it had failed.Â
Maekar was supposed to be yours. It was supposed to be you, Baelor, and Maekar together, a family together until the King had decided that he could not just allow that to happen with all the whispers already surrounding his family.Â
Which had led to the downfall of his plan. Maekar would not join your relationship, instead having to find a wife of his own, and for his brother to claim his own son. You had helped with selecting his bride having known the woman from childhood.Â
Dyana was absolutely lovely. You adored her, more than you think you ever had a woman in your life. You held absolutely no resentment for her. She was a friend, a staple through your life.Â
The Dayne had been the first person you had kissed when you were four and ten both wanting to understand why your brothers kept doing it with random girls in the corridors, and not wanting to do it with some random boy. Then again before she married Maekar as she was afraid of looking like a fool in front of half the realm.Â
It was her idea to travel down to Dorne in your husbandâs absence, an extended stay away from the capital.Â
A vacation away from the vultures of court.
You currently lounged on the bed, the silks pulled tightly over your bare chest as you watched your husband dress for the trip ahead. The sun had barely risen, but he would have to leave within the hour, âI cannot believe you will be gone for so long,â you whined.Â
He chuckled slightly, âI will be home before you know it,â he tried to assure you, but you both knew it was a lie. Since the day you had wed the pair of you had hardly been away from the other for more than a fortnight.Â
âMayhaps I should just come with you instead.âÂ
He sighed moving to the bed, as you watched him approach you, âYou could not be away from the boys that long. Dorne will be nice with Dyanna and Maekar. Besides if you getâŠâ Baelor tilted his head searching for the words, âLonely. Then you have company to use in my absence,â he told you.Â
Your eyebrows drew together searching his face, âAre you suggesting what I think you are?â
Your husband shrugged, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, his hand moving to your neck as he dipped your head back to stare up at him, âYou know me better than I know myself I am sure you know exactly what I am saying.â
You only nodded, âWe shall see,â was all you replied.Â
The Dornish sun beat down on your face, and it made an excitement fill you, to be back home in a climate that finally felt right. There was no whispering gossip about that you did not fit in or that you did not deserve to be Queen one day.Â
It was almost pure bliss. Dyanna sat next to you, watching as Aerion, Valarr and Daeron ran around enjoying the warm weather as each clutched a small dragon in their hand pretending to make them fly.Â
âI could kiss you for suggesting we come home instead of staying at the Keep,â you confessed, turning to look at her.Â
She let out a laugh, a smile spreading across her beautiful lips, âI would accept that form of gratitude,â she told you.Â
The pair of you stared at each other a moment, and it was as if there was a shift in the air. There had been something different during this visit. Something that was not there in the Red Keep, but neither of you could quite place it as it was.Â
Dyanna was a safe space, you hand long decided. One that has made you feel like your best self. She was there to hold your hand during your labors, and tell you how beautiful you look when your body did not look the exact same after two children.Â
She in a very sense made you feel along the same way Baelor did. What you were unaware of is that she felt the same way.Â
âYou look very pretty today,â you then complimented, your eyes taking in the dark purple of her dress. She seemed to have a weight lifted off her away from the prying eyes of the capital, adn you were the same way.
Things were different here than in the Red Keep. Neither of you had to be the perfect wives married to a Prince of Realm. You could just be yourself. The person you were once able to be all the time before husbands and children had changed everything.Â
âMaekar, does your wife not look gorgeous today?â you yelled out turning toward him.Â
You watched him flinch as if he did not. You were aware that he stood so closely behind the air of you, but he should have. You were not one to miss things and he was not one to not linger especially in an unfamiliar place.Â
This was your home, but he was still protective at his very core, over all of you. His eyes blinked as they locked onto you then slowly turned to Dyanna as he finally came closer instead of lurking, âShe always looks beautiful. Both of you do,â he finally decided, but cringed as if the words were not meant to be spoken aloud.Â
You hummed, âDid you know Dyanna was my first kiss,â you then confessed casually. His eyes widened as a blush spread across Dyannaâs cheek. âWhen were what⊠four and ten?â you asked, turning toward the woman.Â
âYesâŠand then again before I married Maekar, because I was nervous about looking a fool.â
You grinned, looking from the woman to her husband, âBetter keep her close tonight, Maekar or I might let her keep me company,â you whispered to him patting his chest, before you stepped around him, âCome on, Valarr and Aerion, we can go sit in the water gardens.â
The words caused a reaction to fill both of them, their bodies going warm as they stared at you watching as your eyes flickered between both of them, as the statement was for both of them. They watched you turn away, each of your sons gripping your hands as you swung them lightly receiving a loud laugh from both.Â
âMaekar,â Dyanna whispered, causing him to turn toward her. He hummed in reply, âWhy did you end up giving her up?â she questioned, but knew the answer.Â
âI am not going to dishonour you,â he stated, but his voice sounded rough as if there was vice wrapped around it, getting smaller by the minute.Â
Dayne thought about it for a moment. Her husband was honorable, and for that she was most appreciative of, but she was not sure she would call what he was referring to as dishonourable. Especially when they both wanted the same thing that came in the form of you.Â
She nodded, âIf you do notâŠI will cross that line for us both,â she then started patting his chest, pressing a kiss to his cheek.Â
âCome along Daeron let us join your cousins,â she then called, wiggling her hand out to the door.Â
Maekar still stood his mouth opening and closing, wondering what the fuck had just happened.Â
The hour was late, and you both should have been asleep, but yet here you were. âHe does not wish to dishonor me. Which I understand and am grateful for, but it seems like it is killing him slowly.âÂ
âHe loves you,â you assured her as if that was what she needed to hear. It was not, because she already knew.Â
âJust as he loves you⊠I know the thing between Baelor, yourself and him had aâŠcomplicated ending.âÂ
âThat is one way to put it,â you laughed shaking his head slightly, âBaelor gave me permission to fuck him in his absence,â you declared.Â
She did not reply at first and you wondered if you had accidentally offended her, âJust him?â she then asked.Â
The moment switched in an instant. Your eyes trailed over her form, âWellâŠhis exact words were I would have company if I gotâŠlonely,â you recited with a grin.Â
She hummed, her eyes dragging over your frame. You leaned forward giving her a clear view down the front of your dress and you watched her violet eyes darken almost instantly, âIf you want me to make the move, Dy, youâre going to have to say the words,â you told her plainly.Â
Dyanna nodded, her head going back and forth as if the decision had not already been made. You waited patiently sitting back watching her with a large grin, âI see it now,â she admitted.Â
Your eyebrow drew together, âSee what?â you asked, as you stood to your feet, the thin silk of your dress whispering against the floor as you approached her slowly.Â
âWhy Maekar is the way he is. You areâŠsome else entirely.â
âAs are you,â you assured her, your hands finally touching her, resting on her neck as you titled her head back to look up at you from her chair, âSay the words, Dyanna.â
The pupils of your eyes no doubt were entirely as blown as her, âMake your move,â she finally whispered, closing her eyes in preparation.Â
You leaned down carefully as if you were going to press your mouth to hers, but you stopped just before you gave in to what you both want, âI canât hear you,â you teased, your breath fawning her face causing her lips to part instinctively.Â
Her eyes fluttered opening, meeting yours, âPlease,â she said louder, voice a little rougher with need.Â
You finally gave in, pressing your mouths together, your tongue instantly moving into the warmth of her mouth as you gave yourself the proper exploration this time. The pair of you moaned into each otherâs mouth, each being swallowed as your tongues mingled against the other.Â
She stood pushing herself to her full height as you kept your mouth connected, your hands moving up her sides to the strings at the back of her dress pulling them free with quick fingers. The thin material pooled at her feet.Â
âYour turn,â she muttered against your mouth, her lips trailing down the column of your throat as she stepped back a moment waiting. You did as she said, freeing yourself as the material went falling down showing your form to her.Â
You let her take her time sweeping over your skin, taking in everything she could with her eyes before you moved back toward her, with a grin.Â
You guided her back toward the bed, stopping her for a minute before you sat back against the mountain of pillows, waving her forward. She crawled up the bed as you smirked at her, and you could see the confusion on her face.Â
âWhat are you doing?â she asked, slightly confused as you guided her to straddle your thigh.Â
She was not sure what she had been expecting, but it hadnât been this, but she trusted you. âGrind down against me,â you whispered, your mouth moving to latch to her throat as you sucked against it hard enough to leave a mark.Â
âOh,â she muttered, as she rolled her hips against you, a wave of pleasure running through her as her clit rubbed against your flesh.Â
âDo it again,â you instructed, as your mouth worked, trailing down her chest, to the heavy mounds.Â
Dyanna let out a loud moan as you wrapped your mouth around the hardened peaks, your tongue flicking causing her eyes to practically roll back as she continued to rock her hips down against your thigh just like you had told her too.Â
You could feel her drooling down onto you causing it to feel easier as she humped against you, gliding repeatedly as your tongue dragged across her chest to the other suit continuing your pursuit of her other breast.Â
âThere ya go. Take what you need.â Your hands planted on her hips to help guide her as she rode your thigh.Â
She did exactly that as her nails dug down into your shoulders, pressing small crescents into the skin as she chased her own high, using you just like you had suggested moments ago. You knew exactly the moment she finished, her nails digging further, as her entire body seemed to tense as she cried out your name causing you to grin against her chest.Â
You pressed a tender kiss to her breast, as she moved forward, her head resting against your shoulder as her ragged breaths filled the air, âWhat now?â she asked, as she sucked in a deep breath trying to regain her composure.Â
You shook your head, grinning up at her, âI am giving you Baelorâs rule of curiosity tonight,â you told her.Â
She sat up looking down at you, confused, pulling at her features, âAnd what is that?â
âYou get to finish twice before I do,â you told her, your hands snaking up the smooth skin of her spin before you wrapped them around the nape of her neck pulling her back down to your mouth once more.Â
Her hands moved cupping either side of your face as your mouths moved against each other. She bit at your lower lip causing you to groan slightly, your hands moving down to grip her ass tightly in your hand as she began to slowly grind against you once more.Â
You sat up slightly, turning her over onto her back as smoothly as you could manage, now hovering over her. You simply held yourself above her for a moment eyes scanning her face as you tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, âYou are so so so beautiful,â you whispered to her, pressing a kiss to her lips then to her cheek, then her neck slowly trailing down her body til her womanhood.Â
You leaned forward not wasting another moment as you licked a long strip up her folds. She let out a loud moan, her hands shooting forward to interlace in your hair giving you a harsh tug as you entered a digit inside her, your tongue flicking over her swollen clit.Â
Maekar let out a sigh as sleep evaded him, and he had no clue where his wife had gone off too. He had decided to go off in search of you. He was not entirely sure what had led him to this decision, his body moving before he could talk himself out of it.Â
He let out a sigh, lifting his hand to knock against the door, but he did not get that far when he heard a loud moan carry through the wood. He could instantly feel his bones go cold, before it was quickly released by a warmth that resembled a dragonâs fury.Â
Who could you have been in there with? Was someone taking advantage of you in his brother's absence? He could feel his anger rising with each thought worse than the one before finally he pushed the door open ready to stop him, but he paused.Â
What he was expecting was notÂ
Both of you turned toward him. You for half a second, your brain registering it was him before diving back into his wifeâs cunt. Dyannaâs eyes tried to say to him, but her head turned back in a loud moan instead, not able to hold his gaze.Â
He did not know what to take in from the sight in front of him. His body instantly had a reaction that he could not quite control as he heard sounds coming from his wife that he was typically earning, but it was not him this time
It was you.Â
You who he had such a guilt, because you were constantly invading his thoughts. You who was currently slotted in between his wifeâs thigh devouring her as if it was your last meal. Then he realized he had been standing there too long, observing, watching and suddenly he felt as if he was intruding.Â
He moved to turn away, âMaekar,â Dyanna called out, causing him to turn back slowly, âCome here,â she beckoned him forward as you pulled away your head resting against her thigh watching him.Â
The Dayne stood to her feet as you lounged back against the bed watching them. She pressed herself into him, as her hands went up to cup his cheeks forcing him to meet her eyes. Neither said anything for a moment, only staring at the other.Â
Then she turned back toward you, and you offered her a single nod, âYou can join us. You can have what you want,â she assured him, her thumbs rubbing gently against his bearded cheeks, giving him her attention once more.
âDyanna,â he warned, though it lacked any bite, as each of you knew him much better than that.Â
âMaekar, please,â you then whined, causing his violet gaze to shit toward you.Â
âIt is okay, Maekar,â Dyanna assured him.Â
He swallowed harshly looking to his wife once more, searching her face for any hesitation, but he found none. You stood to your feet and he finally allowed his eyes to drop down taking in your appearance.Â
You looked different from what he could remember, but it was better than any recollection he could make. He did not have long to admire you as your hand wrapped around the nape of his neck forcing his mouth down onto yours.Â
Dyanna smirked to herself moving herself to the bed, watching you both, not quite knowing where she wanted to keep her eyes.Â
Your hands trailed down, rubbing against his hardened cock causing him to groan. Then you gave him a harsh shrug, âTake off your clothes,â you instructed, moving to sit down next to his wife.
He began to take off the layers, but you did not watch, instead turning toward the Dayne beside you once more. You moved forward reconnecting your lips to her guiding her back toward the mattress causing Maekar to begin to quicken shedding his clothes.Â
You hardly paid him any mind as you could feel him move behind you, the mattress dipping further under his weight. You trailed open mouth kissing moving back down toward her still soaked womanhood.Â
You settled yourself in between her legs once more, the cushion of her thighs feeling something close to heaven,Â
You could feel the tip of his penis, run through your folds collecting your slick, âYou are fucking soaked. Is this all from devouring my wifeâs cunt?â
You did not reply, only grinning against her, before sucking harshly on her clit letting her moan be only the reply he needed. Though you could not see his face you had known him long enough to feel the satisfied expression boring into you.Â
He notched himself at your drooling hole, before pushing himself in with one fluid thrust, âSeven fucks,â Maekar groaned at the feeling.Â
You could only moan, which sent a vibration up Dyanna, causing her to curl further into you. Your hand moved inserting two digits into her, with ease, her walls adjusting to you without complaint, as you began to fuck her with your hand.Â
You had already fingered out exactly what caused her toes to curl before Maekarâs interruption. Maekar had the same advantage with you. Though it had been years since he had the pleasure of touching you he remembered you like the back of his hand, thrusting into you with the same brutal rhythm he knew made you cock drunk.Â
The room filled with the obscene sounds of the three of you. The wet sounds and cries of pleasure that no doubt could be heard in the halls if anyone had dared based by the doors, but none of you cared too wrapped in the other.Â
Maekar fucking you like a man possesed, as you continued to devour his wife as if she was the only source of water. It felt like something overcame you all. Such need. Such want. Making you all wonder how it had taken this point in the trip to get here.Â
It quickly turned into a game as if you were all waiting to see who would topple over first, each waiting intently to see who was able to make the other finish.Â
It was Dyanna.Â
She cried out your name as her fingers tightened around your hairÂ
You used her tongue fucking her through it, until she was pushing you away as she fastly approached over stimulation. You moved resting your head onto her thigh as Maekar continued to brutally thrust into you from behind.Â
His hand trailed down your front until it moved, pinching your clit. You groaned slightly, nipping into Dyannaâs thigh as she moaned slightly watching the pair of you with a hazy expression still as if she was high from before.Â
âCum,â he demanded, needing you to go next.Â
âFuck you,â you grit out, but you could feel the coil in your belly threatening to snap.Â
He whispered your name, as he began to circle your swollen pearl as you squeezed around him. You could not see his face, but you could feel his triumphant grip knowing you were close.Â
âBe a good girl and cum on my cock,â he instructed.Â
It was your undoing.Â
The white-hot pleasure traveled down your spine as you finally tilted over the edge crashing into the deep end of relief. You clamped down around him like a vice causing him to cry out your name when he finally joined you and his wife moments later.Â
Maekar came with a guttural groan, peeling forward to press his mouth into the place where your shoulder and neck connected. All three of your ragged breaths filled the air, before you let out a laugh, âI bet thatâs not how you thought our trip to Dorne was going to go.â
THE GOOD-BROTHERâS WIFEâDyanna Dayne & Maekar Targaryen
Dyanna x Baelorâs wife!reader x Maekar
content: Maekar wonât step over that line of boundaries, but his wife will.
words: 3.7k
cw: MDNI 18+ cunniligus, fingering, thigh humping, nipple play, p in v, threesome, infidelity (?), slight cuckolding, set in around 194 ac, can be read as apart of the dragon princesâ wife hidden truth au or as a standalone. if read as standalone it should be known Maekar and reader use to do the nasty and Aerion is her son and baelor is his "father" rather than Dyanna and Maekar's son, in this i invisioned Dyanna having dark hair and violet eyes, reader is Dornish, but no features are ever described.
a/n: I've never written a female x female fic before so I hope I did it the justice that these two dornish badies need. lastly Baelor and Maekar better watch out before I snatch up their wives.
happy pride month my lovelies <3
Dyanna Dayne was not supposed to be a part of your life. She was never a part of the plan, not that the three of you had ever truly made one⊠Well you and Maekar, Baelor had made one in which he thought was fool proof until it had failed.Â
Maekar was supposed to be yours. It was supposed to be you, Baelor, and Maekar together, a family together until the King had decided that he could not just allow that to happen with all the whispers already surrounding his family.Â
Which had led to the downfall of his plan. Maekar would not join your relationship, instead having to find a wife of his own, and for his brother to claim his own son. You had helped with selecting his bride having known the woman from childhood.Â
Dyana was absolutely lovely. You adored her, more than you think you ever had a woman in your life. You held absolutely no resentment for her. She was a friend, a staple through your life.Â
The Dayne had been the first person you had kissed when you were four and ten both wanting to understand why your brothers kept doing it with random girls in the corridors, and not wanting to do it with some random boy. Then again before she married Maekar as she was afraid of looking like a fool in front of half the realm.Â
It was her idea to travel down to Dorne in your husbandâs absence, an extended stay away from the capital.Â
A vacation away from the vultures of court.
You currently lounged on the bed, the silks pulled tightly over your bare chest as you watched your husband dress for the trip ahead. The sun had barely risen, but he would have to leave within the hour, âI cannot believe you will be gone for so long,â you whined.Â
He chuckled slightly, âI will be home before you know it,â he tried to assure you, but you both knew it was a lie. Since the day you had wed the pair of you had hardly been away from the other for more than a fortnight.Â
âMayhaps I should just come with you instead.âÂ
He sighed moving to the bed, as you watched him approach you, âYou could not be away from the boys that long. Dorne will be nice with Dyanna and Maekar. Besides if you getâŠâ Baelor tilted his head searching for the words, âLonely. Then you have company to use in my absence,â he told you.Â
Your eyebrows drew together searching his face, âAre you suggesting what I think you are?â
Your husband shrugged, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, his hand moving to your neck as he dipped your head back to stare up at him, âYou know me better than I know myself I am sure you know exactly what I am saying.â
You only nodded, âWe shall see,â was all you replied.Â
The Dornish sun beat down on your face, and it made an excitement fill you, to be back home in a climate that finally felt right. There was no whispering gossip about that you did not fit in or that you did not deserve to be Queen one day.Â
It was almost pure bliss. Dyanna sat next to you, watching as Aerion, Valarr and Daeron ran around enjoying the warm weather as each clutched a small dragon in their hand pretending to make them fly.Â
âI could kiss you for suggesting we come home instead of staying at the Keep,â you confessed, turning to look at her.Â
She let out a laugh, a smile spreading across her beautiful lips, âI would accept that form of gratitude,â she told you.Â
The pair of you stared at each other a moment, and it was as if there was a shift in the air. There had been something different during this visit. Something that was not there in the Red Keep, but neither of you could quite place it as it was.Â
Dyanna was a safe space, you hand long decided. One that has made you feel like your best self. She was there to hold your hand during your labors, and tell you how beautiful you look when your body did not look the exact same after two children.Â
She in a very sense made you feel along the same way Baelor did. What you were unaware of is that she felt the same way.Â
âYou look very pretty today,â you then complimented, your eyes taking in the dark purple of her dress. She seemed to have a weight lifted off her away from the prying eyes of the capital, adn you were the same way.
Things were different here than in the Red Keep. Neither of you had to be the perfect wives married to a Prince of Realm. You could just be yourself. The person you were once able to be all the time before husbands and children had changed everything.Â
âMaekar, does your wife not look gorgeous today?â you yelled out turning toward him.Â
You watched him flinch as if he did not. You were aware that he stood so closely behind the air of you, but he should have. You were not one to miss things and he was not one to not linger especially in an unfamiliar place.Â
This was your home, but he was still protective at his very core, over all of you. His eyes blinked as they locked onto you then slowly turned to Dyanna as he finally came closer instead of lurking, âShe always looks beautiful. Both of you do,â he finally decided, but cringed as if the words were not meant to be spoken aloud.Â
You hummed, âDid you know Dyanna was my first kiss,â you then confessed casually. His eyes widened as a blush spread across Dyannaâs cheek. âWhen were what⊠four and ten?â you asked, turning toward the woman.Â
âYesâŠand then again before I married Maekar, because I was nervous about looking a fool.â
You grinned, looking from the woman to her husband, âBetter keep her close tonight, Maekar or I might let her keep me company,â you whispered to him patting his chest, before you stepped around him, âCome on, Valarr and Aerion, we can go sit in the water gardens.â
The words caused a reaction to fill both of them, their bodies going warm as they stared at you watching as your eyes flickered between both of them, as the statement was for both of them. They watched you turn away, each of your sons gripping your hands as you swung them lightly receiving a loud laugh from both.Â
âMaekar,â Dyanna whispered, causing him to turn toward her. He hummed in reply, âWhy did you end up giving her up?â she questioned, but knew the answer.Â
âI am not going to dishonour you,â he stated, but his voice sounded rough as if there was vice wrapped around it, getting smaller by the minute.Â
Dayne thought about it for a moment. Her husband was honorable, and for that she was most appreciative of, but she was not sure she would call what he was referring to as dishonourable. Especially when they both wanted the same thing that came in the form of you.Â
She nodded, âIf you do notâŠI will cross that line for us both,â she then started patting his chest, pressing a kiss to his cheek.Â
âCome along Daeron let us join your cousins,â she then called, wiggling her hand out to the door.Â
Maekar still stood his mouth opening and closing, wondering what the fuck had just happened.Â
The hour was late, and you both should have been asleep, but yet here you were. âHe does not wish to dishonor me. Which I understand and am grateful for, but it seems like it is killing him slowly.âÂ
âHe loves you,â you assured her as if that was what she needed to hear. It was not, because she already knew.Â
âJust as he loves you⊠I know the thing between Baelor, yourself and him had aâŠcomplicated ending.âÂ
âThat is one way to put it,â you laughed shaking his head slightly, âBaelor gave me permission to fuck him in his absence,â you declared.Â
She did not reply at first and you wondered if you had accidentally offended her, âJust him?â she then asked.Â
The moment switched in an instant. Your eyes trailed over her form, âWellâŠhis exact words were I would have company if I gotâŠlonely,â you recited with a grin.Â
She hummed, her eyes dragging over your frame. You leaned forward giving her a clear view down the front of your dress and you watched her violet eyes darken almost instantly, âIf you want me to make the move, Dy, youâre going to have to say the words,â you told her plainly.Â
Dyanna nodded, her head going back and forth as if the decision had not already been made. You waited patiently sitting back watching her with a large grin, âI see it now,â she admitted.Â
Your eyebrow drew together, âSee what?â you asked, as you stood to your feet, the thin silk of your dress whispering against the floor as you approached her slowly.Â
âWhy Maekar is the way he is. You areâŠsome else entirely.â
âAs are you,â you assured her, your hands finally touching her, resting on her neck as you titled her head back to look up at you from her chair, âSay the words, Dyanna.â
The pupils of your eyes no doubt were entirely as blown as her, âMake your move,â she finally whispered, closing her eyes in preparation.Â
You leaned down carefully as if you were going to press your mouth to hers, but you stopped just before you gave in to what you both want, âI canât hear you,â you teased, your breath fawning her face causing her lips to part instinctively.Â
Her eyes fluttered opening, meeting yours, âPlease,â she said louder, voice a little rougher with need.Â
You finally gave in, pressing your mouths together, your tongue instantly moving into the warmth of her mouth as you gave yourself the proper exploration this time. The pair of you moaned into each otherâs mouth, each being swallowed as your tongues mingled against the other.Â
She stood pushing herself to her full height as you kept your mouth connected, your hands moving up her sides to the strings at the back of her dress pulling them free with quick fingers. The thin material pooled at her feet.Â
âYour turn,â she muttered against your mouth, her lips trailing down the column of your throat as she stepped back a moment waiting. You did as she said, freeing yourself as the material went falling down showing your form to her.Â
You let her take her time sweeping over your skin, taking in everything she could with her eyes before you moved back toward her, with a grin.Â
You guided her back toward the bed, stopping her for a minute before you sat back against the mountain of pillows, waving her forward. She crawled up the bed as you smirked at her, and you could see the confusion on her face.Â
âWhat are you doing?â she asked, slightly confused as you guided her to straddle your thigh.Â
She was not sure what she had been expecting, but it hadnât been this, but she trusted you. âGrind down against me,â you whispered, your mouth moving to latch to her throat as you sucked against it hard enough to leave a mark.Â
âOh,â she muttered, as she rolled her hips against you, a wave of pleasure running through her as her clit rubbed against your flesh.Â
âDo it again,â you instructed, as your mouth worked, trailing down her chest, to the heavy mounds.Â
Dyanna let out a loud moan as you wrapped your mouth around the hardened peaks, your tongue flicking causing her eyes to practically roll back as she continued to rock her hips down against your thigh just like you had told her too.Â
You could feel her drooling down onto you causing it to feel easier as she humped against you, gliding repeatedly as your tongue dragged across her chest to the other suit continuing your pursuit of her other breast.Â
âThere ya go. Take what you need.â Your hands planted on her hips to help guide her as she rode your thigh.Â
She did exactly that as her nails dug down into your shoulders, pressing small crescents into the skin as she chased her own high, using you just like you had suggested moments ago. You knew exactly the moment she finished, her nails digging further, as her entire body seemed to tense as she cried out your name causing you to grin against her chest.Â
You pressed a tender kiss to her breast, as she moved forward, her head resting against your shoulder as her ragged breaths filled the air, âWhat now?â she asked, as she sucked in a deep breath trying to regain her composure.Â
You shook your head, grinning up at her, âI am giving you Baelorâs rule of curiosity tonight,â you told her.Â
She sat up looking down at you, confused, pulling at her features, âAnd what is that?â
âYou get to finish twice before I do,â you told her, your hands snaking up the smooth skin of her spin before you wrapped them around the nape of her neck pulling her back down to your mouth once more.Â
Her hands moved cupping either side of your face as your mouths moved against each other. She bit at your lower lip causing you to groan slightly, your hands moving down to grip her ass tightly in your hand as she began to slowly grind against you once more.Â
You sat up slightly, turning her over onto her back as smoothly as you could manage, now hovering over her. You simply held yourself above her for a moment eyes scanning her face as you tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, âYou are so so so beautiful,â you whispered to her, pressing a kiss to her lips then to her cheek, then her neck slowly trailing down her body til her womanhood.Â
You leaned forward not wasting another moment as you licked a long strip up her folds. She let out a loud moan, her hands shooting forward to interlace in your hair giving you a harsh tug as you entered a digit inside her, your tongue flicking over her swollen clit.Â
Maekar let out a sigh as sleep evaded him, and he had no clue where his wife had gone off too. He had decided to go off in search of you. He was not entirely sure what had led him to this decision, his body moving before he could talk himself out of it.Â
He let out a sigh, lifting his hand to knock against the door, but he did not get that far when he heard a loud moan carry through the wood. He could instantly feel his bones go cold, before it was quickly released by a warmth that resembled a dragonâs fury.Â
Who could you have been in there with? Was someone taking advantage of you in his brother's absence? He could feel his anger rising with each thought worse than the one before finally he pushed the door open ready to stop him, but he paused.Â
What he was expecting was notÂ
Both of you turned toward him. You for half a second, your brain registering it was him before diving back into his wifeâs cunt. Dyannaâs eyes tried to say to him, but her head turned back in a loud moan instead, not able to hold his gaze.Â
He did not know what to take in from the sight in front of him. His body instantly had a reaction that he could not quite control as he heard sounds coming from his wife that he was typically earning, but it was not him this time
It was you.Â
You who he had such a guilt, because you were constantly invading his thoughts. You who was currently slotted in between his wifeâs thigh devouring her as if it was your last meal. Then he realized he had been standing there too long, observing, watching and suddenly he felt as if he was intruding.Â
He moved to turn away, âMaekar,â Dyanna called out, causing him to turn back slowly, âCome here,â she beckoned him forward as you pulled away your head resting against her thigh watching him.Â
The Dayne stood to her feet as you lounged back against the bed watching them. She pressed herself into him, as her hands went up to cup his cheeks forcing him to meet her eyes. Neither said anything for a moment, only staring at the other.Â
Then she turned back toward you, and you offered her a single nod, âYou can join us. You can have what you want,â she assured him, her thumbs rubbing gently against his bearded cheeks, giving him her attention once more.
âDyanna,â he warned, though it lacked any bite, as each of you knew him much better than that.Â
âMaekar, please,â you then whined, causing his violet gaze to shit toward you.Â
âIt is okay, Maekar,â Dyanna assured him.Â
He swallowed harshly looking to his wife once more, searching her face for any hesitation, but he found none. You stood to your feet and he finally allowed his eyes to drop down taking in your appearance.Â
You looked different from what he could remember, but it was better than any recollection he could make. He did not have long to admire you as your hand wrapped around the nape of his neck forcing his mouth down onto yours.Â
Dyanna smirked to herself moving herself to the bed, watching you both, not quite knowing where she wanted to keep her eyes.Â
Your hands trailed down, rubbing against his hardened cock causing him to groan. Then you gave him a harsh shrug, âTake off your clothes,â you instructed, moving to sit down next to his wife.
He began to take off the layers, but you did not watch, instead turning toward the Dayne beside you once more. You moved forward reconnecting your lips to her guiding her back toward the mattress causing Maekar to begin to quicken shedding his clothes.Â
You hardly paid him any mind as you could feel him move behind you, the mattress dipping further under his weight. You trailed open mouth kissing moving back down toward her still soaked womanhood.Â
You settled yourself in between her legs once more, the cushion of her thighs feeling something close to heaven,Â
You could feel the tip of his penis, run through your folds collecting your slick, âYou are fucking soaked. Is this all from devouring my wifeâs cunt?â
You did not reply, only grinning against her, before sucking harshly on her clit letting her moan be only the reply he needed. Though you could not see his face you had known him long enough to feel the satisfied expression boring into you.Â
He notched himself at your drooling hole, before pushing himself in with one fluid thrust, âSeven fucks,â Maekar groaned at the feeling.Â
You could only moan, which sent a vibration up Dyanna, causing her to curl further into you. Your hand moved inserting two digits into her, with ease, her walls adjusting to you without complaint, as you began to fuck her with your hand.Â
You had already fingered out exactly what caused her toes to curl before Maekarâs interruption. Maekar had the same advantage with you. Though it had been years since he had the pleasure of touching you he remembered you like the back of his hand, thrusting into you with the same brutal rhythm he knew made you cock drunk.Â
The room filled with the obscene sounds of the three of you. The wet sounds and cries of pleasure that no doubt could be heard in the halls if anyone had dared based by the doors, but none of you cared too wrapped in the other.Â
Maekar fucking you like a man possesed, as you continued to devour his wife as if she was the only source of water. It felt like something overcame you all. Such need. Such want. Making you all wonder how it had taken this point in the trip to get here.Â
It quickly turned into a game as if you were all waiting to see who would topple over first, each waiting intently to see who was able to make the other finish.Â
It was Dyanna.Â
She cried out your name as her fingers tightened around your hairÂ
You used her tongue fucking her through it, until she was pushing you away as she fastly approached over stimulation. You moved resting your head onto her thigh as Maekar continued to brutally thrust into you from behind.Â
His hand trailed down your front until it moved, pinching your clit. You groaned slightly, nipping into Dyannaâs thigh as she moaned slightly watching the pair of you with a hazy expression still as if she was high from before.Â
âCum,â he demanded, needing you to go next.Â
âFuck you,â you grit out, but you could feel the coil in your belly threatening to snap.Â
He whispered your name, as he began to circle your swollen pearl as you squeezed around him. You could not see his face, but you could feel his triumphant grip knowing you were close.Â
âBe a good girl and cum on my cock,â he instructed.Â
It was your undoing.Â
The white-hot pleasure traveled down your spine as you finally tilted over the edge crashing into the deep end of relief. You clamped down around him like a vice causing him to cry out your name when he finally joined you and his wife moments later.Â
Maekar came with a guttural groan, peeling forward to press his mouth into the place where your shoulder and neck connected. All three of your ragged breaths filled the air, before you let out a laugh, âI bet thatâs not how you thought our trip to Dorne was going to go.â
THE GOOD-BROTHERâS WIFEâDyanna Dayne & Maekar Targaryen
Dyanna x Baelorâs wife!reader x Maekar
content: Maekar wonât step over that line of boundaries, but his wife will.
words: 3.7k
cw: MDNI 18+ cunniligus, fingering, thigh humping, nipple play, p in v, threesome, infidelity (?), slight cuckolding, set in around 194 ac, can be read as apart of the dragon princesâ wife hidden truth au or as a standalone. if read as standalone it should be known Maekar and reader use to do the nasty and Aerion is her son and baelor is his "father" rather than Dyanna and Maekar's son, in this i invisioned Dyanna having dark hair and violet eyes, reader is Dornish, but no features are ever described.
a/n: I've never written a female x female fic before so I hope I did it the justice that these two dornish badies need. lastly Baelor and Maekar better watch out before I snatch up their wives.
happy pride month my lovelies <3
Dyanna Dayne was not supposed to be a part of your life. She was never a part of the plan, not that the three of you had ever truly made one⊠Well you and Maekar, Baelor had made one in which he thought was fool proof until it had failed.Â
Maekar was supposed to be yours. It was supposed to be you, Baelor, and Maekar together, a family together until the King had decided that he could not just allow that to happen with all the whispers already surrounding his family.Â
Which had led to the downfall of his plan. Maekar would not join your relationship, instead having to find a wife of his own, and for his brother to claim his own son. You had helped with selecting his bride having known the woman from childhood.Â
Dyana was absolutely lovely. You adored her, more than you think you ever had a woman in your life. You held absolutely no resentment for her. She was a friend, a staple through your life.Â
The Dayne had been the first person you had kissed when you were four and ten both wanting to understand why your brothers kept doing it with random girls in the corridors, and not wanting to do it with some random boy. Then again before she married Maekar as she was afraid of looking like a fool in front of half the realm.Â
It was her idea to travel down to Dorne in your husbandâs absence, an extended stay away from the capital.Â
A vacation away from the vultures of court.
You currently lounged on the bed, the silks pulled tightly over your bare chest as you watched your husband dress for the trip ahead. The sun had barely risen, but he would have to leave within the hour, âI cannot believe you will be gone for so long,â you whined.Â
He chuckled slightly, âI will be home before you know it,â he tried to assure you, but you both knew it was a lie. Since the day you had wed the pair of you had hardly been away from the other for more than a fortnight.Â
âMayhaps I should just come with you instead.âÂ
He sighed moving to the bed, as you watched him approach you, âYou could not be away from the boys that long. Dorne will be nice with Dyanna and Maekar. Besides if you getâŠâ Baelor tilted his head searching for the words, âLonely. Then you have company to use in my absence,â he told you.Â
Your eyebrows drew together searching his face, âAre you suggesting what I think you are?â
Your husband shrugged, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, his hand moving to your neck as he dipped your head back to stare up at him, âYou know me better than I know myself I am sure you know exactly what I am saying.â
You only nodded, âWe shall see,â was all you replied.Â
The Dornish sun beat down on your face, and it made an excitement fill you, to be back home in a climate that finally felt right. There was no whispering gossip about that you did not fit in or that you did not deserve to be Queen one day.Â
It was almost pure bliss. Dyanna sat next to you, watching as Aerion, Valarr and Daeron ran around enjoying the warm weather as each clutched a small dragon in their hand pretending to make them fly.Â
âI could kiss you for suggesting we come home instead of staying at the Keep,â you confessed, turning to look at her.Â
She let out a laugh, a smile spreading across her beautiful lips, âI would accept that form of gratitude,â she told you.Â
The pair of you stared at each other a moment, and it was as if there was a shift in the air. There had been something different during this visit. Something that was not there in the Red Keep, but neither of you could quite place it as it was.Â
Dyanna was a safe space, you hand long decided. One that has made you feel like your best self. She was there to hold your hand during your labors, and tell you how beautiful you look when your body did not look the exact same after two children.Â
She in a very sense made you feel along the same way Baelor did. What you were unaware of is that she felt the same way.Â
âYou look very pretty today,â you then complimented, your eyes taking in the dark purple of her dress. She seemed to have a weight lifted off her away from the prying eyes of the capital, adn you were the same way.
Things were different here than in the Red Keep. Neither of you had to be the perfect wives married to a Prince of Realm. You could just be yourself. The person you were once able to be all the time before husbands and children had changed everything.Â
âMaekar, does your wife not look gorgeous today?â you yelled out turning toward him.Â
You watched him flinch as if he did not. You were aware that he stood so closely behind the air of you, but he should have. You were not one to miss things and he was not one to not linger especially in an unfamiliar place.Â
This was your home, but he was still protective at his very core, over all of you. His eyes blinked as they locked onto you then slowly turned to Dyanna as he finally came closer instead of lurking, âShe always looks beautiful. Both of you do,â he finally decided, but cringed as if the words were not meant to be spoken aloud.Â
You hummed, âDid you know Dyanna was my first kiss,â you then confessed casually. His eyes widened as a blush spread across Dyannaâs cheek. âWhen were what⊠four and ten?â you asked, turning toward the woman.Â
âYesâŠand then again before I married Maekar, because I was nervous about looking a fool.â
You grinned, looking from the woman to her husband, âBetter keep her close tonight, Maekar or I might let her keep me company,â you whispered to him patting his chest, before you stepped around him, âCome on, Valarr and Aerion, we can go sit in the water gardens.â
The words caused a reaction to fill both of them, their bodies going warm as they stared at you watching as your eyes flickered between both of them, as the statement was for both of them. They watched you turn away, each of your sons gripping your hands as you swung them lightly receiving a loud laugh from both.Â
âMaekar,â Dyanna whispered, causing him to turn toward her. He hummed in reply, âWhy did you end up giving her up?â she questioned, but knew the answer.Â
âI am not going to dishonour you,â he stated, but his voice sounded rough as if there was vice wrapped around it, getting smaller by the minute.Â
Dayne thought about it for a moment. Her husband was honorable, and for that she was most appreciative of, but she was not sure she would call what he was referring to as dishonourable. Especially when they both wanted the same thing that came in the form of you.Â
She nodded, âIf you do notâŠI will cross that line for us both,â she then started patting his chest, pressing a kiss to his cheek.Â
âCome along Daeron let us join your cousins,â she then called, wiggling her hand out to the door.Â
Maekar still stood his mouth opening and closing, wondering what the fuck had just happened.Â
The hour was late, and you both should have been asleep, but yet here you were. âHe does not wish to dishonor me. Which I understand and am grateful for, but it seems like it is killing him slowly.âÂ
âHe loves you,â you assured her as if that was what she needed to hear. It was not, because she already knew.Â
âJust as he loves you⊠I know the thing between Baelor, yourself and him had aâŠcomplicated ending.âÂ
âThat is one way to put it,â you laughed shaking his head slightly, âBaelor gave me permission to fuck him in his absence,â you declared.Â
She did not reply at first and you wondered if you had accidentally offended her, âJust him?â she then asked.Â
The moment switched in an instant. Your eyes trailed over her form, âWellâŠhis exact words were I would have company if I gotâŠlonely,â you recited with a grin.Â
She hummed, her eyes dragging over your frame. You leaned forward giving her a clear view down the front of your dress and you watched her violet eyes darken almost instantly, âIf you want me to make the move, Dy, youâre going to have to say the words,â you told her plainly.Â
Dyanna nodded, her head going back and forth as if the decision had not already been made. You waited patiently sitting back watching her with a large grin, âI see it now,â she admitted.Â
Your eyebrow drew together, âSee what?â you asked, as you stood to your feet, the thin silk of your dress whispering against the floor as you approached her slowly.Â
âWhy Maekar is the way he is. You areâŠsome else entirely.â
âAs are you,â you assured her, your hands finally touching her, resting on her neck as you titled her head back to look up at you from her chair, âSay the words, Dyanna.â
The pupils of your eyes no doubt were entirely as blown as her, âMake your move,â she finally whispered, closing her eyes in preparation.Â
You leaned down carefully as if you were going to press your mouth to hers, but you stopped just before you gave in to what you both want, âI canât hear you,â you teased, your breath fawning her face causing her lips to part instinctively.Â
Her eyes fluttered opening, meeting yours, âPlease,â she said louder, voice a little rougher with need.Â
You finally gave in, pressing your mouths together, your tongue instantly moving into the warmth of her mouth as you gave yourself the proper exploration this time. The pair of you moaned into each otherâs mouth, each being swallowed as your tongues mingled against the other.Â
She stood pushing herself to her full height as you kept your mouth connected, your hands moving up her sides to the strings at the back of her dress pulling them free with quick fingers. The thin material pooled at her feet.Â
âYour turn,â she muttered against your mouth, her lips trailing down the column of your throat as she stepped back a moment waiting. You did as she said, freeing yourself as the material went falling down showing your form to her.Â
You let her take her time sweeping over your skin, taking in everything she could with her eyes before you moved back toward her, with a grin.Â
You guided her back toward the bed, stopping her for a minute before you sat back against the mountain of pillows, waving her forward. She crawled up the bed as you smirked at her, and you could see the confusion on her face.Â
âWhat are you doing?â she asked, slightly confused as you guided her to straddle your thigh.Â
She was not sure what she had been expecting, but it hadnât been this, but she trusted you. âGrind down against me,â you whispered, your mouth moving to latch to her throat as you sucked against it hard enough to leave a mark.Â
âOh,â she muttered, as she rolled her hips against you, a wave of pleasure running through her as her clit rubbed against your flesh.Â
âDo it again,â you instructed, as your mouth worked, trailing down her chest, to the heavy mounds.Â
Dyanna let out a loud moan as you wrapped your mouth around the hardened peaks, your tongue flicking causing her eyes to practically roll back as she continued to rock her hips down against your thigh just like you had told her too.Â
You could feel her drooling down onto you causing it to feel easier as she humped against you, gliding repeatedly as your tongue dragged across her chest to the other suit continuing your pursuit of her other breast.Â
âThere ya go. Take what you need.â Your hands planted on her hips to help guide her as she rode your thigh.Â
She did exactly that as her nails dug down into your shoulders, pressing small crescents into the skin as she chased her own high, using you just like you had suggested moments ago. You knew exactly the moment she finished, her nails digging further, as her entire body seemed to tense as she cried out your name causing you to grin against her chest.Â
You pressed a tender kiss to her breast, as she moved forward, her head resting against your shoulder as her ragged breaths filled the air, âWhat now?â she asked, as she sucked in a deep breath trying to regain her composure.Â
You shook your head, grinning up at her, âI am giving you Baelorâs rule of curiosity tonight,â you told her.Â
She sat up looking down at you, confused, pulling at her features, âAnd what is that?â
âYou get to finish twice before I do,â you told her, your hands snaking up the smooth skin of her spin before you wrapped them around the nape of her neck pulling her back down to your mouth once more.Â
Her hands moved cupping either side of your face as your mouths moved against each other. She bit at your lower lip causing you to groan slightly, your hands moving down to grip her ass tightly in your hand as she began to slowly grind against you once more.Â
You sat up slightly, turning her over onto her back as smoothly as you could manage, now hovering over her. You simply held yourself above her for a moment eyes scanning her face as you tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, âYou are so so so beautiful,â you whispered to her, pressing a kiss to her lips then to her cheek, then her neck slowly trailing down her body til her womanhood.Â
You leaned forward not wasting another moment as you licked a long strip up her folds. She let out a loud moan, her hands shooting forward to interlace in your hair giving you a harsh tug as you entered a digit inside her, your tongue flicking over her swollen clit.Â
Maekar let out a sigh as sleep evaded him, and he had no clue where his wife had gone off too. He had decided to go off in search of you. He was not entirely sure what had led him to this decision, his body moving before he could talk himself out of it.Â
He let out a sigh, lifting his hand to knock against the door, but he did not get that far when he heard a loud moan carry through the wood. He could instantly feel his bones go cold, before it was quickly released by a warmth that resembled a dragonâs fury.Â
Who could you have been in there with? Was someone taking advantage of you in his brother's absence? He could feel his anger rising with each thought worse than the one before finally he pushed the door open ready to stop him, but he paused.Â
What he was expecting was notÂ
Both of you turned toward him. You for half a second, your brain registering it was him before diving back into his wifeâs cunt. Dyannaâs eyes tried to say to him, but her head turned back in a loud moan instead, not able to hold his gaze.Â
He did not know what to take in from the sight in front of him. His body instantly had a reaction that he could not quite control as he heard sounds coming from his wife that he was typically earning, but it was not him this time
It was you.Â
You who he had such a guilt, because you were constantly invading his thoughts. You who was currently slotted in between his wifeâs thigh devouring her as if it was your last meal. Then he realized he had been standing there too long, observing, watching and suddenly he felt as if he was intruding.Â
He moved to turn away, âMaekar,â Dyanna called out, causing him to turn back slowly, âCome here,â she beckoned him forward as you pulled away your head resting against her thigh watching him.Â
The Dayne stood to her feet as you lounged back against the bed watching them. She pressed herself into him, as her hands went up to cup his cheeks forcing him to meet her eyes. Neither said anything for a moment, only staring at the other.Â
Then she turned back toward you, and you offered her a single nod, âYou can join us. You can have what you want,â she assured him, her thumbs rubbing gently against his bearded cheeks, giving him her attention once more.
âDyanna,â he warned, though it lacked any bite, as each of you knew him much better than that.Â
âMaekar, please,â you then whined, causing his violet gaze to shit toward you.Â
âIt is okay, Maekar,â Dyanna assured him.Â
He swallowed harshly looking to his wife once more, searching her face for any hesitation, but he found none. You stood to your feet and he finally allowed his eyes to drop down taking in your appearance.Â
You looked different from what he could remember, but it was better than any recollection he could make. He did not have long to admire you as your hand wrapped around the nape of his neck forcing his mouth down onto yours.Â
Dyanna smirked to herself moving herself to the bed, watching you both, not quite knowing where she wanted to keep her eyes.Â
Your hands trailed down, rubbing against his hardened cock causing him to groan. Then you gave him a harsh shrug, âTake off your clothes,â you instructed, moving to sit down next to his wife.
He began to take off the layers, but you did not watch, instead turning toward the Dayne beside you once more. You moved forward reconnecting your lips to her guiding her back toward the mattress causing Maekar to begin to quicken shedding his clothes.Â
You hardly paid him any mind as you could feel him move behind you, the mattress dipping further under his weight. You trailed open mouth kissing moving back down toward her still soaked womanhood.Â
You settled yourself in between her legs once more, the cushion of her thighs feeling something close to heaven,Â
You could feel the tip of his penis, run through your folds collecting your slick, âYou are fucking soaked. Is this all from devouring my wifeâs cunt?â
You did not reply, only grinning against her, before sucking harshly on her clit letting her moan be only the reply he needed. Though you could not see his face you had known him long enough to feel the satisfied expression boring into you.Â
He notched himself at your drooling hole, before pushing himself in with one fluid thrust, âSeven fucks,â Maekar groaned at the feeling.Â
You could only moan, which sent a vibration up Dyanna, causing her to curl further into you. Your hand moved inserting two digits into her, with ease, her walls adjusting to you without complaint, as you began to fuck her with your hand.Â
You had already fingered out exactly what caused her toes to curl before Maekarâs interruption. Maekar had the same advantage with you. Though it had been years since he had the pleasure of touching you he remembered you like the back of his hand, thrusting into you with the same brutal rhythm he knew made you cock drunk.Â
The room filled with the obscene sounds of the three of you. The wet sounds and cries of pleasure that no doubt could be heard in the halls if anyone had dared based by the doors, but none of you cared too wrapped in the other.Â
Maekar fucking you like a man possesed, as you continued to devour his wife as if she was the only source of water. It felt like something overcame you all. Such need. Such want. Making you all wonder how it had taken this point in the trip to get here.Â
It quickly turned into a game as if you were all waiting to see who would topple over first, each waiting intently to see who was able to make the other finish.Â
It was Dyanna.Â
She cried out your name as her fingers tightened around your hairÂ
You used her tongue fucking her through it, until she was pushing you away as she fastly approached over stimulation. You moved resting your head onto her thigh as Maekar continued to brutally thrust into you from behind.Â
His hand trailed down your front until it moved, pinching your clit. You groaned slightly, nipping into Dyannaâs thigh as she moaned slightly watching the pair of you with a hazy expression still as if she was high from before.Â
âCum,â he demanded, needing you to go next.Â
âFuck you,â you grit out, but you could feel the coil in your belly threatening to snap.Â
He whispered your name, as he began to circle your swollen pearl as you squeezed around him. You could not see his face, but you could feel his triumphant grip knowing you were close.Â
âBe a good girl and cum on my cock,â he instructed.Â
It was your undoing.Â
The white-hot pleasure traveled down your spine as you finally tilted over the edge crashing into the deep end of relief. You clamped down around him like a vice causing him to cry out your name when he finally joined you and his wife moments later.Â
Maekar came with a guttural groan, peeling forward to press his mouth into the place where your shoulder and neck connected. All three of your ragged breaths filled the air, before you let out a laugh, âI bet thatâs not how you thought our trip to Dorne was going to go.â
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THE GOOD-BROTHERâS WIFEâDyanna Dayne & Maekar Targaryen
Dyanna x Baelorâs wife!reader x Maekar
content: Maekar wonât step over that line of boundaries, but his wife will.
words: 3.7k
cw: MDNI 18+ cunniligus, fingering, thigh humping, nipple play, p in v, threesome, infidelity (?), slight cuckolding, set in around 194 ac, can be read as apart of the dragon princesâ wife hidden truth au or as a standalone. if read as standalone it should be known Maekar and reader use to do the nasty and Aerion is her son and baelor is his "father" rather than Dyanna and Maekar's son, in this i invisioned Dyanna having dark hair and violet eyes, reader is Dornish, but no features are ever described.
a/n: I've never written a female x female fic before so I hope I did it the justice that these two dornish badies need. lastly Baelor and Maekar better watch out before I snatch up their wives.
happy pride month my lovelies <3
Dyanna Dayne was not supposed to be a part of your life. She was never a part of the plan, not that the three of you had ever truly made one⊠Well you and Maekar, Baelor had made one in which he thought was fool proof until it had failed.Â
Maekar was supposed to be yours. It was supposed to be you, Baelor, and Maekar together, a family together until the King had decided that he could not just allow that to happen with all the whispers already surrounding his family.Â
Which had led to the downfall of his plan. Maekar would not join your relationship, instead having to find a wife of his own, and for his brother to claim his own son. You had helped with selecting his bride having known the woman from childhood.Â
Dyana was absolutely lovely. You adored her, more than you think you ever had a woman in your life. You held absolutely no resentment for her. She was a friend, a staple through your life.Â
The Dayne had been the first person you had kissed when you were four and ten both wanting to understand why your brothers kept doing it with random girls in the corridors, and not wanting to do it with some random boy. Then again before she married Maekar as she was afraid of looking like a fool in front of half the realm.Â
It was her idea to travel down to Dorne in your husbandâs absence, an extended stay away from the capital.Â
A vacation away from the vultures of court.
You currently lounged on the bed, the silks pulled tightly over your bare chest as you watched your husband dress for the trip ahead. The sun had barely risen, but he would have to leave within the hour, âI cannot believe you will be gone for so long,â you whined.Â
He chuckled slightly, âI will be home before you know it,â he tried to assure you, but you both knew it was a lie. Since the day you had wed the pair of you had hardly been away from the other for more than a fortnight.Â
âMayhaps I should just come with you instead.âÂ
He sighed moving to the bed, as you watched him approach you, âYou could not be away from the boys that long. Dorne will be nice with Dyanna and Maekar. Besides if you getâŠâ Baelor tilted his head searching for the words, âLonely. Then you have company to use in my absence,â he told you.Â
Your eyebrows drew together searching his face, âAre you suggesting what I think you are?â
Your husband shrugged, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, his hand moving to your neck as he dipped your head back to stare up at him, âYou know me better than I know myself I am sure you know exactly what I am saying.â
You only nodded, âWe shall see,â was all you replied.Â
The Dornish sun beat down on your face, and it made an excitement fill you, to be back home in a climate that finally felt right. There was no whispering gossip about that you did not fit in or that you did not deserve to be Queen one day.Â
It was almost pure bliss. Dyanna sat next to you, watching as Aerion, Valarr and Daeron ran around enjoying the warm weather as each clutched a small dragon in their hand pretending to make them fly.Â
âI could kiss you for suggesting we come home instead of staying at the Keep,â you confessed, turning to look at her.Â
She let out a laugh, a smile spreading across her beautiful lips, âI would accept that form of gratitude,â she told you.Â
The pair of you stared at each other a moment, and it was as if there was a shift in the air. There had been something different during this visit. Something that was not there in the Red Keep, but neither of you could quite place it as it was.Â
Dyanna was a safe space, you hand long decided. One that has made you feel like your best self. She was there to hold your hand during your labors, and tell you how beautiful you look when your body did not look the exact same after two children.Â
She in a very sense made you feel along the same way Baelor did. What you were unaware of is that she felt the same way.Â
âYou look very pretty today,â you then complimented, your eyes taking in the dark purple of her dress. She seemed to have a weight lifted off her away from the prying eyes of the capital, adn you were the same way.
Things were different here than in the Red Keep. Neither of you had to be the perfect wives married to a Prince of Realm. You could just be yourself. The person you were once able to be all the time before husbands and children had changed everything.Â
âMaekar, does your wife not look gorgeous today?â you yelled out turning toward him.Â
You watched him flinch as if he did not. You were aware that he stood so closely behind the air of you, but he should have. You were not one to miss things and he was not one to not linger especially in an unfamiliar place.Â
This was your home, but he was still protective at his very core, over all of you. His eyes blinked as they locked onto you then slowly turned to Dyanna as he finally came closer instead of lurking, âShe always looks beautiful. Both of you do,â he finally decided, but cringed as if the words were not meant to be spoken aloud.Â
You hummed, âDid you know Dyanna was my first kiss,â you then confessed casually. His eyes widened as a blush spread across Dyannaâs cheek. âWhen were what⊠four and ten?â you asked, turning toward the woman.Â
âYesâŠand then again before I married Maekar, because I was nervous about looking a fool.â
You grinned, looking from the woman to her husband, âBetter keep her close tonight, Maekar or I might let her keep me company,â you whispered to him patting his chest, before you stepped around him, âCome on, Valarr and Aerion, we can go sit in the water gardens.â
The words caused a reaction to fill both of them, their bodies going warm as they stared at you watching as your eyes flickered between both of them, as the statement was for both of them. They watched you turn away, each of your sons gripping your hands as you swung them lightly receiving a loud laugh from both.Â
âMaekar,â Dyanna whispered, causing him to turn toward her. He hummed in reply, âWhy did you end up giving her up?â she questioned, but knew the answer.Â
âI am not going to dishonour you,â he stated, but his voice sounded rough as if there was vice wrapped around it, getting smaller by the minute.Â
Dayne thought about it for a moment. Her husband was honorable, and for that she was most appreciative of, but she was not sure she would call what he was referring to as dishonourable. Especially when they both wanted the same thing that came in the form of you.Â
She nodded, âIf you do notâŠI will cross that line for us both,â she then started patting his chest, pressing a kiss to his cheek.Â
âCome along Daeron let us join your cousins,â she then called, wiggling her hand out to the door.Â
Maekar still stood his mouth opening and closing, wondering what the fuck had just happened.Â
The hour was late, and you both should have been asleep, but yet here you were. âHe does not wish to dishonor me. Which I understand and am grateful for, but it seems like it is killing him slowly.âÂ
âHe loves you,â you assured her as if that was what she needed to hear. It was not, because she already knew.Â
âJust as he loves you⊠I know the thing between Baelor, yourself and him had aâŠcomplicated ending.âÂ
âThat is one way to put it,â you laughed shaking his head slightly, âBaelor gave me permission to fuck him in his absence,â you declared.Â
She did not reply at first and you wondered if you had accidentally offended her, âJust him?â she then asked.Â
The moment switched in an instant. Your eyes trailed over her form, âWellâŠhis exact words were I would have company if I gotâŠlonely,â you recited with a grin.Â
She hummed, her eyes dragging over your frame. You leaned forward giving her a clear view down the front of your dress and you watched her violet eyes darken almost instantly, âIf you want me to make the move, Dy, youâre going to have to say the words,â you told her plainly.Â
Dyanna nodded, her head going back and forth as if the decision had not already been made. You waited patiently sitting back watching her with a large grin, âI see it now,â she admitted.Â
Your eyebrow drew together, âSee what?â you asked, as you stood to your feet, the thin silk of your dress whispering against the floor as you approached her slowly.Â
âWhy Maekar is the way he is. You areâŠsome else entirely.â
âAs are you,â you assured her, your hands finally touching her, resting on her neck as you titled her head back to look up at you from her chair, âSay the words, Dyanna.â
The pupils of your eyes no doubt were entirely as blown as her, âMake your move,â she finally whispered, closing her eyes in preparation.Â
You leaned down carefully as if you were going to press your mouth to hers, but you stopped just before you gave in to what you both want, âI canât hear you,â you teased, your breath fawning her face causing her lips to part instinctively.Â
Her eyes fluttered opening, meeting yours, âPlease,â she said louder, voice a little rougher with need.Â
You finally gave in, pressing your mouths together, your tongue instantly moving into the warmth of her mouth as you gave yourself the proper exploration this time. The pair of you moaned into each otherâs mouth, each being swallowed as your tongues mingled against the other.Â
She stood pushing herself to her full height as you kept your mouth connected, your hands moving up her sides to the strings at the back of her dress pulling them free with quick fingers. The thin material pooled at her feet.Â
âYour turn,â she muttered against your mouth, her lips trailing down the column of your throat as she stepped back a moment waiting. You did as she said, freeing yourself as the material went falling down showing your form to her.Â
You let her take her time sweeping over your skin, taking in everything she could with her eyes before you moved back toward her, with a grin.Â
You guided her back toward the bed, stopping her for a minute before you sat back against the mountain of pillows, waving her forward. She crawled up the bed as you smirked at her, and you could see the confusion on her face.Â
âWhat are you doing?â she asked, slightly confused as you guided her to straddle your thigh.Â
She was not sure what she had been expecting, but it hadnât been this, but she trusted you. âGrind down against me,â you whispered, your mouth moving to latch to her throat as you sucked against it hard enough to leave a mark.Â
âOh,â she muttered, as she rolled her hips against you, a wave of pleasure running through her as her clit rubbed against your flesh.Â
âDo it again,â you instructed, as your mouth worked, trailing down her chest, to the heavy mounds.Â
Dyanna let out a loud moan as you wrapped your mouth around the hardened peaks, your tongue flicking causing her eyes to practically roll back as she continued to rock her hips down against your thigh just like you had told her too.Â
You could feel her drooling down onto you causing it to feel easier as she humped against you, gliding repeatedly as your tongue dragged across her chest to the other suit continuing your pursuit of her other breast.Â
âThere ya go. Take what you need.â Your hands planted on her hips to help guide her as she rode your thigh.Â
She did exactly that as her nails dug down into your shoulders, pressing small crescents into the skin as she chased her own high, using you just like you had suggested moments ago. You knew exactly the moment she finished, her nails digging further, as her entire body seemed to tense as she cried out your name causing you to grin against her chest.Â
You pressed a tender kiss to her breast, as she moved forward, her head resting against your shoulder as her ragged breaths filled the air, âWhat now?â she asked, as she sucked in a deep breath trying to regain her composure.Â
You shook your head, grinning up at her, âI am giving you Baelorâs rule of curiosity tonight,â you told her.Â
She sat up looking down at you, confused, pulling at her features, âAnd what is that?â
âYou get to finish twice before I do,â you told her, your hands snaking up the smooth skin of her spin before you wrapped them around the nape of her neck pulling her back down to your mouth once more.Â
Her hands moved cupping either side of your face as your mouths moved against each other. She bit at your lower lip causing you to groan slightly, your hands moving down to grip her ass tightly in your hand as she began to slowly grind against you once more.Â
You sat up slightly, turning her over onto her back as smoothly as you could manage, now hovering over her. You simply held yourself above her for a moment eyes scanning her face as you tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, âYou are so so so beautiful,â you whispered to her, pressing a kiss to her lips then to her cheek, then her neck slowly trailing down her body til her womanhood.Â
You leaned forward not wasting another moment as you licked a long strip up her folds. She let out a loud moan, her hands shooting forward to interlace in your hair giving you a harsh tug as you entered a digit inside her, your tongue flicking over her swollen clit.Â
Maekar let out a sigh as sleep evaded him, and he had no clue where his wife had gone off too. He had decided to go off in search of you. He was not entirely sure what had led him to this decision, his body moving before he could talk himself out of it.Â
He let out a sigh, lifting his hand to knock against the door, but he did not get that far when he heard a loud moan carry through the wood. He could instantly feel his bones go cold, before it was quickly released by a warmth that resembled a dragonâs fury.Â
Who could you have been in there with? Was someone taking advantage of you in his brother's absence? He could feel his anger rising with each thought worse than the one before finally he pushed the door open ready to stop him, but he paused.Â
What he was expecting was notÂ
Both of you turned toward him. You for half a second, your brain registering it was him before diving back into his wifeâs cunt. Dyannaâs eyes tried to say to him, but her head turned back in a loud moan instead, not able to hold his gaze.Â
He did not know what to take in from the sight in front of him. His body instantly had a reaction that he could not quite control as he heard sounds coming from his wife that he was typically earning, but it was not him this time
It was you.Â
You who he had such a guilt, because you were constantly invading his thoughts. You who was currently slotted in between his wifeâs thigh devouring her as if it was your last meal. Then he realized he had been standing there too long, observing, watching and suddenly he felt as if he was intruding.Â
He moved to turn away, âMaekar,â Dyanna called out, causing him to turn back slowly, âCome here,â she beckoned him forward as you pulled away your head resting against her thigh watching him.Â
The Dayne stood to her feet as you lounged back against the bed watching them. She pressed herself into him, as her hands went up to cup his cheeks forcing him to meet her eyes. Neither said anything for a moment, only staring at the other.Â
Then she turned back toward you, and you offered her a single nod, âYou can join us. You can have what you want,â she assured him, her thumbs rubbing gently against his bearded cheeks, giving him her attention once more.
âDyanna,â he warned, though it lacked any bite, as each of you knew him much better than that.Â
âMaekar, please,â you then whined, causing his violet gaze to shit toward you.Â
âIt is okay, Maekar,â Dyanna assured him.Â
He swallowed harshly looking to his wife once more, searching her face for any hesitation, but he found none. You stood to your feet and he finally allowed his eyes to drop down taking in your appearance.Â
You looked different from what he could remember, but it was better than any recollection he could make. He did not have long to admire you as your hand wrapped around the nape of his neck forcing his mouth down onto yours.Â
Dyanna smirked to herself moving herself to the bed, watching you both, not quite knowing where she wanted to keep her eyes.Â
Your hands trailed down, rubbing against his hardened cock causing him to groan. Then you gave him a harsh shrug, âTake off your clothes,â you instructed, moving to sit down next to his wife.
He began to take off the layers, but you did not watch, instead turning toward the Dayne beside you once more. You moved forward reconnecting your lips to her guiding her back toward the mattress causing Maekar to begin to quicken shedding his clothes.Â
You hardly paid him any mind as you could feel him move behind you, the mattress dipping further under his weight. You trailed open mouth kissing moving back down toward her still soaked womanhood.Â
You settled yourself in between her legs once more, the cushion of her thighs feeling something close to heaven,Â
You could feel the tip of his penis, run through your folds collecting your slick, âYou are fucking soaked. Is this all from devouring my wifeâs cunt?â
You did not reply, only grinning against her, before sucking harshly on her clit letting her moan be only the reply he needed. Though you could not see his face you had known him long enough to feel the satisfied expression boring into you.Â
He notched himself at your drooling hole, before pushing himself in with one fluid thrust, âSeven fucks,â Maekar groaned at the feeling.Â
You could only moan, which sent a vibration up Dyanna, causing her to curl further into you. Your hand moved inserting two digits into her, with ease, her walls adjusting to you without complaint, as you began to fuck her with your hand.Â
You had already fingered out exactly what caused her toes to curl before Maekarâs interruption. Maekar had the same advantage with you. Though it had been years since he had the pleasure of touching you he remembered you like the back of his hand, thrusting into you with the same brutal rhythm he knew made you cock drunk.Â
The room filled with the obscene sounds of the three of you. The wet sounds and cries of pleasure that no doubt could be heard in the halls if anyone had dared based by the doors, but none of you cared too wrapped in the other.Â
Maekar fucking you like a man possesed, as you continued to devour his wife as if she was the only source of water. It felt like something overcame you all. Such need. Such want. Making you all wonder how it had taken this point in the trip to get here.Â
It quickly turned into a game as if you were all waiting to see who would topple over first, each waiting intently to see who was able to make the other finish.Â
It was Dyanna.Â
She cried out your name as her fingers tightened around your hairÂ
You used her tongue fucking her through it, until she was pushing you away as she fastly approached over stimulation. You moved resting your head onto her thigh as Maekar continued to brutally thrust into you from behind.Â
His hand trailed down your front until it moved, pinching your clit. You groaned slightly, nipping into Dyannaâs thigh as she moaned slightly watching the pair of you with a hazy expression still as if she was high from before.Â
âCum,â he demanded, needing you to go next.Â
âFuck you,â you grit out, but you could feel the coil in your belly threatening to snap.Â
He whispered your name, as he began to circle your swollen pearl as you squeezed around him. You could not see his face, but you could feel his triumphant grip knowing you were close.Â
âBe a good girl and cum on my cock,â he instructed.Â
It was your undoing.Â
The white-hot pleasure traveled down your spine as you finally tilted over the edge crashing into the deep end of relief. You clamped down around him like a vice causing him to cry out your name when he finally joined you and his wife moments later.Â
Maekar came with a guttural groan, peeling forward to press his mouth into the place where your shoulder and neck connected. All three of your ragged breaths filled the air, before you let out a laugh, âI bet thatâs not how you thought our trip to Dorne was going to go.â
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summary: while high, you and your two best friends get into the usual trouble, this time with something more..
pairing: kat taylor x fem!reader x bobby franklin
warning (s): porn with little plot, mention of drug use (weed), threesome, f/f/m sex, high sex, fingering, tit sucking, male masturbation, face riding, oral (fem!receiving)
word count: 3.1k
a/n: i love them and iâm already thinking of carrying this on when they go into the backrooms, and bring reader with them. based on this ask, by this lovely @thefaetellsnotales .beware this isnât exactly proofread and iam sick, but i hope you sexies enjoy đ
âAre we even meant to be here?â
âCome on, itâs closed.. no oneâs here I promise.â
The shutter retracted up with a clatter, the three of you ducking in one by one before Kat dragged it back down to the floor, twisting the key at the bottom to lock it.
You coughed as you stood, the air thick with the faint smell of bleach and old lint. It was to be expected from a furniture store you supposed, especially one that didnât get much movement from well.. anyone.
âHey is there a light in here?â You spoke through the darkness, turning to catch the silhouettes standing behind you.
âThis way.â
An arm hooked around your waist before you could answer, and through the dim light you made it out who it was. A scent of roses and cocoa butter covered the smell of pot, and the coolness of her bangles rubbed against your arm as Kat angled you both across the floor.
You made it a few paces to the back wall before a gold glow lit up from the far corner.
Bobby.
He fumbled with the string of an antique lamp, unwrapping the straps of his camera as he set it onto a nightstand, turning to face you both with a scrunch in his brow.
âDoes Clark really sleep on these things? Theyâre fuckinâ hard.â His hand pressed into the mattress, shoving it up and down before it bounced back into his hand.
âDonât complain about it now, it was your idea. And yeah.. he does..â Kat looked up at him with that familiar look of sarcasm, shrugging beside you as she swung the backpack from her arm and onto a dresser. Her arm reached into it, rummaging as you leant against the wood.
âYour manager sleeps in his own store?â She huffed a laugh at your quirked brow.
âHeâs kind of.. down and out, itâs the only place he has right now.â
âThen where is he?â
âIâm not sure, out of town for something heâs gone crazy about, something heâs found apparently.â
She eventually pulled out a packet of âjiffy popâ from the bag with a proud smile, âRight Im gonna get us actual food.â
Kat turned on her heel, placing a hand on your shoulder before giving it a squeeze.
âDonât get into too much trouble.. and.. donât let Bobby touch anything.â
Kat disappeared down the hall in search of the break room, leaving you standing in the middle of Clark's furniture store trying not to laugh at how ridiculous this was.
You had been lying in their apartment for hours before one of you, not that you could hardly remember, mentioned heading out. And after however long of wandering through town, the last glimpses of the sunset burning into the dark, youâd made it to Clarkâs.
"Yeah if we donât get arrested for a break in."
Bobby had already claimed an entire display bedroom for himself, setting it up for you all. The bed was wide, king sized it read from the poster, with deep blue sheets and off white pillows, discoloured it looked from that angle.
"Nah," he said, kicking off his shoes and throwing himself backwards onto the mattress. "This is basically a hotel."
"Itâs a furniture store." You crossed your arms watching him with a squint.
"Exactly, free hotel."
The mattress bounced as he spread his arms dramatically with a smirk. Half of the lights had been switched off for the night, leaving the showroom glowing in soft amber pools, and somehow it actually made it look homely. Not the empty, stale place the three of you usually made fun of.
Your eyes wandered over the space, fighting a smile. The whole place felt surreal. Couches were arranged like fake living rooms, lamps casting warm circles of light, rows of untouched beds stretching into darkness, and the staircase behind you leading to the lower level. Not creepy at all.
You found yourself drifting where Kat had disappeared to. The three of you had been inseparable all evening, and lately it had only grown, like some undergrown strange tension that crept on you all slowly. Being friends for years would do that you supposed, but it always seemed as if there was more. Like gravity pulled you together just as you all had stayed close. The lingering glances, the casual touches that lasted a little too long, and some sort of feeling nobody seemed quite ready to put into words.
Theyâd been dating for two years, and youâd been happy for them, even remembered the exact day theyâd came come from school in the late afternoon to your house just to tell you.
âSo youâre together, together?â You leaned on the doorframe, eyes wide with excitement.
âHell yeah.â Bobbyâs arm slung around Katâs shoulders with a proud grin.
âNot that this changes anything, heâs still an idiot, and youâre still my favourite.â Kat smirked at you.
âHeyââ Kat swatted him in the stomach before grabbing onto you and ushering you outside into whatever left of the summer sun there was.
And she was right, it didnât change anything at all. If anything it brought you all closer. There wasnât anything unspoken, it was all out in the open and comfortable, except for one thing. How they had felt for you.
Bobby patted the spot beside him.
"Come test the merchandise." He spoke up, gesturing his head toward his hand.
"You sound like a salesman."
"I'm the best salesman Clark's ever had."
The thought made you laugh, yeah right.
You stepped forward anyway, the bed dipping beneath your weight as you kicked off your shoes and climbed on. Neither of you said anything at first, just laying a single arm lengthâs away as you realised he was right.
The mattress was hard, sticking into your back through the plump covers. Though it should have been expected, itâs a display. So much for getting high beforehand, you hadnât through that far. So you made do with what you could, snagging the fur blanket from the end of the bed and tucking it behind you both.
The flicker of the TV box heâd angled into a chest of drawers, lit up your faces through the shadowed space, returns of old tv shows muffled in the background. And both of you were engrossed, staring into the flashing colours fading in and out.
You felt eyes on you after a while, staring into you from the side. Bobby had turned his head slightly, blue eyes burning into you, and you turned yours.
His grin had disappeared somewhere along the way, leaving only the twinkle in gaze, something youâd always noticed reserved for one other person. The one they reserved for eachother.
"You're staring." Bobby whispered dropping his head between you both teasingly.
"No I'm not." You kicked his leg lightly, shaking the buzz from your head, but it didnât seem to lift, instead it grew, a shiver wracking the back of you spine.
"You are.â
"You started it.â The wood of the headboard creaked behind you as you braced your knees up, tucking them toward your chest.
That earned a laugh, a breathy one like the air had been punched from his lungs as he sat up, and then suddenly you were both laughing. The kind of laughter that came from being slightly high, and running entirely on bad decisions.
Bobby's shoulder brushed yours then, quick and tender, so quick it could have been ignored, but you were already heightened, alert to every movement around you. Neither of you moved away, his eyes flicking down briefly before returning to yours.
"Hey." He rasped softly, lips parted as he turned to rest onto his arm.
"Hey." You whispered back, swallowing thickly.
âBobby I donât think..â
You werenât able to continue, to telll him it was a bad idea, that it was wrong, but before either of you could overthink it, he leaned in.
The kiss was soft. Tentative and warm, his lips brushing over yours with a desperate tenderness, and you almost melted into it, almost.
You jumped apart from him when you heard footsteps, catching the gaze of your best friend in your peripheral. Bobby only retracted, still ghosting your lips as he released the palm heâd placed on your cheek.
Kat appeared around the corner, standing beside the TV stand, carrying the popcorn in a bowl sheâd somehow found. Her eyes darted to Bobby, then at you and then back to Bobby, a hand moving to her hip, and for a moment none of you said anything.
"...Seriously?"
âKat I canââ Your face burned.
Bobby immediately pointed at you, âHer fault.â
"My fault?" You whipped your head toward him.
"Absolutely." His face was unreadable, even if the smirk that pulled at his lips was far from innocent.
Kat stared for another second before letting out a laugh so hard the bowl of popcorn ruffled in her hands.
"You two are unbelievable. You couldnât have waited for me?â
She tossed the bowl softly onto the bed and climbed onto the mattress beside you. You only stared at her, at both of them, eyes wandering where your heart hammered in your chest in a way you didnât know how to feel. Shame? Guilt?
âReally I didnât thinkââ The words left your mouth before you could hardly speak, stumbling over them to explain.
âYou have no idea how long weâve waited to do that.â Kat cut you off gently, settling herself comfortable under the blanket.
Desireâ
âYouâ uh, what?â Your head snapped up, and she just nodded, popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth with a smirk, handing the bowl over to you.
We. The word lingered in your head, stirring your senses as if youâd been dreaming. But they only smiled at you, amused by the dumbfounded look on your face, as if all of it, their own agreement of you, had been common knowledge.
The three of you collapsed into a tangled pile of blankets and laughter, yours somewhat in disbelief. But even as the three of you rested back, Kat bumped her shoulder against yours.
"Move over."
You rolled your eyes and listened, shuffling over into the very middle of the bed, both of their legâs sticking into yours from the sides. âBossy."
"Always."
Bobby groaned dramatically as Kat stole half of the blanket, and with the minutes passing and him still busy complaining about the blanket theft, Kat glanced over at you and the playful expression on her face softened.
"Come here," she said quietly, beckoning you over with the pull of her fingers. And before you could ask what she meant, not that you bothered to question, she leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.
She looked just as surprised as you felt when she pulled back, her hand splaying at your hip. Bobby blinked from behind you, grinning softly, leaning around you both where you could both see him.
"Oh, so we're all doing that now?"
Kat reached at her side and threw the pillow behind her back at him. The three of you dissolved into laughter again, and that time nobody seemed interested in pretending that nothing had happened.
Because there was something different underneath it all. Something shared between all three of you finally coming undone.
You shook your head, resting back into one another and staring mindlessly at the static buzzing from the television. The three of you must have passed another two blunts between you when the haze grew, thick and heady. The room contorting amongst you all into something more heated, as if the air had been sucked from the space entirely. A leg slid up against yours, and fingertips touched at your thigh.
Kat steadied her hand there as your breath stuttered, the cool air of Bobbyâs exhale sifting right at the back of your neck. Your noses bumped then, rocking back and forth as your breaths mingled, lips ghosting through lidded eyes and exhilaration.
âHey, you know we havenât got to do anything you donât want to.â She was breathless, brown eyes gazing into yours with careful consideration that washed all over your face.
âYou want this?â You tilted to look at both of them, Bobby and Kat looked at each other over either side of you and meeting back to you, their hands curled around one anotherâs, âUh.. yeah, more than anything..â
You nodded slowly, the breath catching in your throat, âThen I want to.â Your hand curled around Katâs neck as she dipped back to kiss you, this time hungrier, her tongue sweeping across your lip, and inching you both back against the headboard.
âYouâre so so pretty..â She mumbled into your lips with skin pressed against skin your tongues locking around each others and another pair of lips at your neck.
âOpen up for me Angel..â Bobby called out to you, arm bending over your waist and snaking the t-shirt from on you. You retracted only for a moment, the material being pulled away and tossed over on the floor, revealing the swell of your breasts. Long, warm fingers tweaked your nipple before his body had bent over you, sucking one into his mouth. His tongue was hot against your the sensitive bud, swirling harshly until you moaned into Katâs mouth.
One hand fell into his hair, threading through the fine blonde strands as you arched into the feeling, his hand staying gripped at your hip to keep you in place.
His own t-shirt rose over his head with one steady tug, reaching for your hand to put it against his skin, letting you feel him. You traced the warm planes of muscle, down his chest and to his abs, and further along the v of that dipped beneath his jean shorts. Bobby shuddered against you, pressing into your thigh, and trailing his fingers down your sides.
You watched them through the haze, a gentle buzzing in your fingertips and your chest. The high from the pot or them you couldnât tell, and not that it mattered.
They pulled away only for a moment, impatient and needily, Katâs arms rising on instinct as he helped her take the rest of her clothes off, sliding her shorts down the legs before her fingers worked at undoing his belt buckle, reaching to cup the bulge beneath his pants, already tented and aching. âSave it.. for next time baby.â She mumbled against his lips over you, and he groaned into the kiss with a slight nod.
Next time.
He shrugged the rest of his clothes off, leaving him only in his underwear, the hard line of his cock poking through the dark fabric. She rose beside him, the curve of her breasts shadowed beautifully in the golden light, and the tan flesh of her thighs curling over yours. The pressure swirled in your belly at the sight, arousal coating slick between your thighs.
Bobby settled behind you, an arm slipping around your waist as though heâd always belonged there, and the warmth of him at your back only made Katâs presence in front feel more overwhelming. You shivered at the feeling, hands moving between the both of them as they settled.
Katâs fingers brushed loose hair from your face before cupping your cheek, foreheads touching briefly, sharing a knowing smile that felt private despite the crowded tangle of limbs and blankets.
âThere you are,â Kat murmured softly.
The attention from both sides left you breathless, almost unable to move if you couldnât feel the thump of heartbeats and burning touch of skin.
Bobbyâs chin stayed pressed to your shoulder, his hands sliding lower, gripping your hips to keep you pinned between them. Katâs mouth claimed yours again, her tongue sliding deep while her fingers pinched your nipple hard enough to make your back arch. Bobbyâs cock dragged along the cleft of your ass, thick and hot, already leaking as he rocked forward in slow, deliberate thrusts that never quite pushed inside.
"Fuck, youâre soaked," he muttered against your neck, teeth scraping over the fresh mark heâd just sucked there. His tongue followed, licking the sting away before he dropped lower, body snaking further down the bed, spreading your thighs wider with his shoulders. The cool air hit your pussy, as he turned you onto your back, both pairs of eyes flicking between you he gave one long, filthy lick from your entrance to your clit, making your whole body jerk back against the ruffled sheets. He groaned into your cunt like he was starving, sucking your swollen clit between his lips and flicking it with the tip of his tongue, teasing two thick fingers through your folds.
Kat swallowed your broken moan, grinding her soaked pussy against your thigh. She grabbed your wrist and moved your hand between her legs. "Please.." Your fingers slid through her slick folds, her legs widening as two of them sunk knuckle-deep into her tight heat while your thumb rubbed tight circles over her clit. She rode your hand with short, desperate rolls of her hips, her juices coating your palm as she panted into your mouth.
Bobby pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue, fucking you with it in messy, wet strokes before he sucked your clit again, loud and obscene. Spit and your arousal dripped down his chin, his one hand keeping you spread open while the other stroked his cock in time with every thrust of his tongue.
"Taste so fucking good," he groaned, voice muffled against your pussy. Kat fluttered around your fingers as she came with a sharp cry, her thighs shaking and wetness gushing over your hand. She didnât stop moving, she only kissed you harder, biting your lower lip while her fingers found your other breast and squeezed it into her hand.
Bobby clamped at your thighs, tugging you further down onto his mouth as you mewled, bucking your hips against his face while your fingers pumped in and out of Katâs wetness, drawing all of you closer to your edge. He rubbed himself into the sheets, fucking himself through the rough fabric of his pants and into his palm desperately.
Moans filled the room of the empty store, so confined and warm, that all care for even being there had left your mind, filled with the haze of them fucking you. You felt the peak of your climax, falling over the edge with the burn of Katâs whines into your neck and Bobbyâs tongue.
âFuck, make her come Bobby..â
Kat straddled your chest, knees planted on either side of your head, lowering herself onto your waiting mouth, grinding down with a breathy moan as your tongue pushed inside her. Your tongue and sucked at her swollen clit while she rocked against your face her brow pulled tight as she gripped the headboard. Her juices coated your chin and cheeks, as she rode you harder, Bobbyâs face still buried between your spread thighs, tongue working in relentless, sloppy strokes.
He dragged the flat of it up through your soaked folds, circled your swollen clit, plunging back down to fuck into your dripping hole. Every lewd sound and moan echoed in the quiet room, his fingers digging into your ass, holding you open while he rode you through your high.
Your own climax hit fast and hard, crashing over your body in a wave and making you come with a muffled cry, your fingers tightening at Katâs waist. Your thighs clamped around Bobbyâs head as your pussy clenched and pulsed, fresh wetness flooding his tongue and he groaned into you, lapping it up greedily while his hips jerked against the mattress. The friction against his trapped cock was too much, âFuck fuck fuck..â He came with a broken grunt after a few sloppy thrusts, hot cum soaking through his pants in thick spurts, his whole body shuddering between your legs.
Kat followed seconds later, her hips stuttering over your tongue as she came, grinding down hard, her thighs shaking on either side of your head. She cried out into her hand, gushing over your lips and chin, riding out every wave until she finally went limp. The golden strands of his hair fell into his eyes, his forehead rocked into your inner thigh as he finally let up, panting to catch his breath.
Her body fell down beside you, climbing from you carefully where the three of you collapsed together in the tangled sheets, a hazy sheen coating your bodies.
Kat slid to curl against your side, her face tucked into your neck, still breathing hard. Bobby crawled up behind you, pressing his sticky, cum-wet front to your back and wrapping an arm around both of you. His breath warmed your shoulder as he nuzzled closer. Katâs fingers traced lazy circles on your stomach while Bobbyâs hand rested heavy on your hip. No one spoke. Just the sound of slowing breaths and the quiet creak of the bed as you all melted into one another, warm and spent.
The three of you lay there, tucked and blissed out in a bed you shouldnât have been in, veiled moonlight peeking through the thin shutters in the small glow of the showroom. Every buzz of the high eased off into a comfortable tiredness, as your breathing evened out.
âI think I need new shorts.â Bobby mumbled into your back, and you let out a short giggle hearing the smack against muscle from Katâs hand reaching over. But none of you bothered to move, his shoulders shrugging, and the pair of them cuddling around you as his arm swung over you both.
So much for bad decisions. But secretly, none you hoped it would end. After all, it was just the beginning of something none of you were ready for.
Heyyy Julia girl, since your ask box was sabotaged by your dog, im just gonna re-send the idea
(in case you haven't read it yet, if you already seen the familiar one, then just ignore this đ«¶)
Okay, idea for the dragon princes' wife + modern au: A day when the dads in charge of the kids, while mama is on her spa day.
The kids would be so chaotic that the dads quite struggle to keep everything staying still: stop the boys from wrestling/fighting each other, have tea party with the girls, keep them from messing up the house, etc.
Maybe mama boy Valarr will secretly hide in a corner to call his mum for help or sth, but she like "oh no honey, it's mama rest day, find you dads"
Anyway, LOVE YOU đ«¶
we love modern!dragon princes' wife in this house
You could hear the vibrations causing you to turn your phone over. Your eldest son's name flashing across the screen. You glanced up to your two friends with a small smile, "One sec," you muttered, standing making your way outside.
The wind hit your face as you answered, pulling the device to your ear, "Hi, my love," you greeted.
"Mum...I think you need to come home. Aemon and Egg fell down the stairs. Daella and Rhae have dad trapped in their room for a tea party. Aerion set a fire in the kitchen, and father had to put it out after dragging Daeron out of the bathroom. You need to come home," he rambled, voice filled with anxiety.
You let out a laugh without meaning too, "Your fathers have it handled. I will be home later. If it gets too much worse, call Grammy and Grampy. Bye! Love you!"
You hung up the phone quickly making your way back outside, "Everything alright?"
"Oh, no it's a shit show, but I am not dealing with it today."
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Valarr stared down at his phone before scrolling down to Myriahâs contact, letting it ring. He didnât even let her answer once he heard the line come to life, âYou need to come over.â
content: The Tourney was suppose to be a fun time to relax until your husband lost the two children he was in charge of.
words: 2.5k
cw: MDNI 18+ p in v, fingering, cockwarming, a pussy slap, slapping, pussy pronouns, breeding (shocker), OOC Aerion (he is better behaved as Maekar is not a single mom)
a/n: this was originally just going to be them hooking up at tourneys, but I decided to make them married for the plot. I lokwey might do an origin story if anyone is interested lol.
You were not sure what had possessed you to want to visit home, but that slowly died after spending a whole day with your mother, but the girls seemed to be having a fun time being closer to the water, while Aerion sulked as he had lost another round of sword play to his uncle.Â
âYou are brooding. You look like your damn dragon,â your brother muttered from beside you, causing you to roll your eyes.Â
âHe has been your good-brother this long and you still cannot say his name,â you countered, raising a brow.Â
Lyonel laughed with a shake of his head, âIt does not change the fact that he is a miserable bastard.âÂ
You could still remember Lyonelâs bitter reaction when you had declared you were going to wed Prince Maekar. You were hardly a woman grown in love for the first and had declared to your father that if he denied the match when it was proposed you would burn down Stormâs EndÂ
You lifted your knife that you had previously used to cut your meat now flashed before his face, causing him to scoot back slightly, âWatch yourself,â you warned.
âI see where, Aerion, gets it from,â he then muttered, looking away from you toward your second whose face mirrored your own as he picked away at his supper.Â
âMama,â a small voice called out.Â
You turned looking toward Rhae who sat across from you, âYes?â you asked, your face transforming to one of a softer expression within a moment.Â
âWhen are we leaving to go see kepa?âÂ
As if you could hear her thoughts your head snapped down to the end of the table glaring at your mother. She had been even less pleased than your brother when marrying a Targaryen and it now showed more than ever especially watching her interact with your children.Â
Lyonel, at least, loved his nieces and nephews. Your mother was a different story. You made a mental reminder to make Lyonel visit you at Summerhall next time he was missing you.Â
Aerionâs eyes drifted down to his grandmother holding her gaze as if he himself was warning her not to start with his mother. âOn the morrow,â you told her. âWhy donât you three go get ready for bed. We will have an early start. I will be right in,â you told them with a smile.Â
The three eventually went off to bed, the eldest of them the most reluctant, but went nonetheless. You turned looking to your brother, âNext time you are coming to Summerhall so I do have to deal with the looks or the comments about my silver haired brood,â you declared loudly pushing yourself to your feet.Â
You ignored your motherâs voice, but it was easy to ignore as it mixed with your brotherâs loud laughter. Your father simply sat at the table with a sigh, âYou are the reason she hardly comes around,â he muttered to his wife.Â
Your eyes moved from your good-brother to your husband, âYou lost our sons? You were in charge of two children and you lost them both?â You stood in front of the long table where they sat Lord Ashford having excused himself at your arrival being half terrified to hear how you took the news of your missing sons.Â
Maekar rolled his eyes, muttered something under his breath which only caused you to raise a brow, âIs that not what you did? We have six children. One is at the Citadel, three were with me, and two with you. Where are you two, Maekar?â
Baelor let out a small chuckle pressing his hand to his mouth as if trying to hide his betrayal, but his younger brother had already heard him long and clear. âTell her why Daeron ran off.â
Your eyes snapped to the elder then slowly turned to your husband, âWhy did they run off, Maekar?â
The man opened his mouth and closed it again. You let out a sigh, your hand moved, pinching the bridge of his nose. âCome,â you beckoned, turning out of the hall.Â
You did not have to turn to know he was following you, even if you could not hear his boots against the ground you knew he would have followed after you.Â
At the last minute he moved ahead of you, opening the door and allowing you to enter inside the provider chamber. Your eyes scanned the room, it was nowhere near as grand as the one at Summerhall, but it was rather large.Â
You moved toward the table at the far side pouring the wine in the flagon into two respective chalices. âWhy did Daeron run off?â you asked once more.Â
He moved to sit in one of the chairs as you settled in the other. âHe was going to enter the lists.â
âOh, Maekar," you groaned in frustration.Â
âHe is a man grown, it is expected of him!â he argued.Â
You rolled your eyes, âHe is not Aerion nor is he you. The sooner you come to that realization the happier our lives can be.â
He sighed, but argued no further. âI am glad you are here. I have missed you,â he whispered quietly as if it would bring shame to admit it.Â
âCannot hear you,â you teased, raising a brow.Â
His jaw clenched, âI am glad you are here. I have missed you,â he said louder this time.Â
You hummed, downing the rest of your wine as you stood to your feet making your way over to him. His legs parted for you like they had done thousands of times before as you looked down at him.Â
Your hands moved cupping either side of his face forcing him to look up. The hair of his beard rubbed against your palms. His violet eyes flickered over your face, as his hardened features visibly softened now that you were alone.Â
âI have missed you too,â you confessed, leaning down to press your lips to his.Â
It was chaste and it caused him to chase after you as you pulled away staring down at him. He groaned in displeasure before his hand trailed up gripping your ass and forcing you down onto his lap.Â
This time when his lips met yours it was anything, but chate. A hunger clash of teeth as you both tried to convert your overwhelming need for the other into it. It had been long. Too long without the other, and it always made the reunion just that much sweeter.Â
You pulled away once your lungs begged for more air than you were currently providing them with, âYou are getting soft on me, husband,â you teased, your hands interlaced through his silver locks giving it a harsh tug.Â
âShut your mouth,â he grunted, his own mouth pressing open mouth kisses down your throat.Â
âMake me.â
He grinned pulling the strings before you were being forced onto your feet, âTake your dress off,â he instructed.Â
You did as you were told, allowing the black fabric to pool at your feet. Maekar had finally freed his cock, by the time you were bare before him moving forward as you straddled him once more. The chair groaned under your combined weight, but neither of you truly cared.Â
Your mouth reconnected with his as his large hands moved. You rose up onto yourÂ
He drew his hand back giving your cunt a harsh slap, causing you to shoot forward your head to rest on his shoulder, âNot running your mouth now,â he muttered.Â
You leaned back, your hand raising to connect with his face the same way he had just done to your womanhood. His head snapped to the side before slowly turning back to you, a wide grin on his lips.Â
âShe is soaked,â he whispered, his mouth moving to nip at your neck as he entered a digit into your drooling hole with ease. You hummed your head tilting back as you let out a loud moaning as his thumb rubbed a circle on your clit.Â
âShe might already be ready to take me,â he said, slipping another finger into you.Â
You nodded, âI told you..Iâve missed you,â you told him, grinding yourself down against his hand.Â
He nodded in agreement withdrawing his finger, giving his cock a lazy few strokes as you hovered over him. He notched himself at your hole holding your eye contact as you slowly sunk down on him, taking him inch by inch.Â
He sat back waiting for you to begin to fuck yourself onto him, but you did not budge. You sat there staring at him, âMove,â he grunted.Â
âNo. You lost our sons,â you told him. He groaned your name as if it was painful, but you still did not move. âWhy should I move? Plead your case.âÂ
âYou are my wife and I have missed you so I order you to move.â
âMissed me or my cunt?â
âBoth,â he confessed, trying to get you to move but you fought against him staying still.Â
âYou lost our sons,â you pointed out.Â
âI will find them,â he promised.Â
That was good enough for you, allowing you to finally give him moving your hips against his. His mouth moved forward latching around your hardened peak of your breast, âMaekar,â you moaned, your nails digging into the pale skin of his shoulder.Â
âMissed you,â he muttered, as he dragged his tongue across the valley of your breast turning to get the other side the same attention as the first. You grinded your hips down into him quickly, your clit rubbing against the coarse hair at his base causing you to already feel the coil in your belly quickly building.Â
âSheâs taking me so well.â
You only groaned in response, your nails digging further into him. His hands dug into your hip bones no doubt going to leave bruises in his wake, painting your skin with the reminder of him.Â
âYouâre close already,â he observed, feeling the way you kept fluttering around him, the loud cry of his name being the only thing you could truly say.Â
You nodded eagerly, fucking yourself into him harder trying to achieve the ecstasy of relief, âBe a good girl and finish on your husbandâs cock,â he instructed, continung to lap and suck at your hardened nub.Â
âOh, fuck,â you groaned when the coil in your belly finally snapped.Â
You went boneless in his embrace moving forward. Maekar continued to fuck you through your high as he chased his own release, âGonna fill you,â he told you, as he thrusted up into you quickly.Â
âGive me another, babe, husband," you muttered, and that was his undoing as buried himself to the hilt, the long ropes of cum shooting out filling you with him for the first time in what felt like forever.
Your ragged breaths filled the room as your flesh pressed against the other, his heat radiating off him as if he was your own personal fire. You were still slumped against his shoulder, as you pressed a kiss to his sweat slickened skin, âOh, my dragon I have missed you,â you coed.Â
He grunted in response, pressing a kiss to the crown of his head, âDonât leave that long again.â
âI canât. You lose our children in your absence.âÂ
The Baratheon tent was chaotic as always as your second son and yourself sat at the high table glancing around. You let out a sigh debating making your way back to the castle to await your husbandâs return when you finally noticed a small boy next to an overly large man. Though his head was shaved you would have recognized that face anywhere.Â
âAerion?â you asked, tilting your head toward the young man. He hummed in response turning toward you, âIs that your brother or are the fumes of stench finally getting to me.â
His head turned following your extended hand, and you watched his eyes instantly widen. âThatâs what I thought,â you muttered, pushing yourself to your feet.Â
You made your way through the tent, men alike moving out of the way averting their eyes as if they were scared to make eye contact with you, but you did not care your gaze was set on your missing son.Â
The boy immediately looked toward the large knight hoping to his feet as he urged his companion to do the same and was almost successfully able to make a break for it before, âAegon!â was called out loudly.Â
Your brother who had heard the commotion slowly approached eyes flickering between his sister and his new companion, âWhat is going on?â he asked, but you ignored him, eyes trained on the bald boy.Â
Egg paused for a moment and you could tell he was debating ignoring you like he did when he was caught doing something he should not have been. âIf you run you will stay with your uncle for two moons,â causing him to turn toward you slowly.Â
The large man turned from you to the boy at his side, âMâLady?â he questioned, as if you had gone crazy.Â
Your son looked at you with a sheepish smile that caused your head to spin. You quickly turned to your brother, âHow many times has been in this tent?â you asked. Lyonel scratched the back of his neck, avoiding your eyes. âYour missing nephew was in your tent and you did not notice him!â you hissed, driving your finger into his chest.Â
The hedge knightâs eyes widened, glancing from the Baratheon siblings to the boy at his side, âNephewâŠThat means,â he slowly started to put the pieces together.Â
âThat you have had Prince Maekar and my darling sisterâs missing son, my dear friend,â Lyonel laughed moving toward the hedge knight as he kept his eyes on you as if he were afraid you were going to strike him.Â
âI am so sorry, Mâlady I had no idea!â
The Baratheon man smirked, âWell now that is all sorted out you can take dear Aegon back to the castle and I will fill in Ser Duncan.â
You rolled your eyes, âNope. The hedge knight is mine now, brother,â you muttered, shaking your head. âCome along. SerâŠ?â
âDuncan,â Egg supplied.Â
âSer Duncan. Mayhaps one of you can inform me where the hell my eldest son has taken off too,â you muttered, shaking your head.Â
You went to move toward the exit when you felt a small hand wrap around yours causing you to look down, âI am sorry I ran off, but I lied to Ser Duncan, and he does not deserve to get in trouble.â
âOh, good, because Ser Duncan is not going to get in trouble for keeping you alive. You are going to get in trouble for lying to the poor knight and running off.â
Aegon in the moment wasnât sure which was going to be worse his fatherâs fiery temper or his motherâs fury.
content: The Tourney was suppose to be a fun time to relax until your husband lost the two children he was in charge of.
words: 2.5k
cw: MDNI 18+ p in v, fingering, cockwarming, a pussy slap, slapping, pussy pronouns, breeding (shocker), OOC Aerion (he is better behaved as Maekar is not a single mom)
a/n: this was originally just going to be them hooking up at tourneys, but I decided to make them married for the plot. I lokwey might do an origin story if anyone is interested lol.
You were not sure what had possessed you to want to visit home, but that slowly died after spending a whole day with your mother, but the girls seemed to be having a fun time being closer to the water, while Aerion sulked as he had lost another round of sword play to his uncle.Â
âYou are brooding. You look like your damn dragon,â your brother muttered from beside you, causing you to roll your eyes.Â
âHe has been your good-brother this long and you still cannot say his name,â you countered, raising a brow.Â
Lyonel laughed with a shake of his head, âIt does not change the fact that he is a miserable bastard.âÂ
You could still remember Lyonelâs bitter reaction when you had declared you were going to wed Prince Maekar. You were hardly a woman grown in love for the first and had declared to your father that if he denied the match when it was proposed you would burn down Stormâs EndÂ
You lifted your knife that you had previously used to cut your meat now flashed before his face, causing him to scoot back slightly, âWatch yourself,â you warned.
âI see where, Aerion, gets it from,â he then muttered, looking away from you toward your second whose face mirrored your own as he picked away at his supper.Â
âMama,â a small voice called out.Â
You turned looking toward Rhae who sat across from you, âYes?â you asked, your face transforming to one of a softer expression within a moment.Â
âWhen are we leaving to go see kepa?âÂ
As if you could hear her thoughts your head snapped down to the end of the table glaring at your mother. She had been even less pleased than your brother when marrying a Targaryen and it now showed more than ever especially watching her interact with your children.Â
Lyonel, at least, loved his nieces and nephews. Your mother was a different story. You made a mental reminder to make Lyonel visit you at Summerhall next time he was missing you.Â
Aerionâs eyes drifted down to his grandmother holding her gaze as if he himself was warning her not to start with his mother. âOn the morrow,â you told her. âWhy donât you three go get ready for bed. We will have an early start. I will be right in,â you told them with a smile.Â
The three eventually went off to bed, the eldest of them the most reluctant, but went nonetheless. You turned looking to your brother, âNext time you are coming to Summerhall so I do have to deal with the looks or the comments about my silver haired brood,â you declared loudly pushing yourself to your feet.Â
You ignored your motherâs voice, but it was easy to ignore as it mixed with your brotherâs loud laughter. Your father simply sat at the table with a sigh, âYou are the reason she hardly comes around,â he muttered to his wife.Â
Your eyes moved from your good-brother to your husband, âYou lost our sons? You were in charge of two children and you lost them both?â You stood in front of the long table where they sat Lord Ashford having excused himself at your arrival being half terrified to hear how you took the news of your missing sons.Â
Maekar rolled his eyes, muttered something under his breath which only caused you to raise a brow, âIs that not what you did? We have six children. One is at the Citadel, three were with me, and two with you. Where are you two, Maekar?â
Baelor let out a small chuckle pressing his hand to his mouth as if trying to hide his betrayal, but his younger brother had already heard him long and clear. âTell her why Daeron ran off.â
Your eyes snapped to the elder then slowly turned to your husband, âWhy did they run off, Maekar?â
The man opened his mouth and closed it again. You let out a sigh, your hand moved, pinching the bridge of his nose. âCome,â you beckoned, turning out of the hall.Â
You did not have to turn to know he was following you, even if you could not hear his boots against the ground you knew he would have followed after you.Â
At the last minute he moved ahead of you, opening the door and allowing you to enter inside the provider chamber. Your eyes scanned the room, it was nowhere near as grand as the one at Summerhall, but it was rather large.Â
You moved toward the table at the far side pouring the wine in the flagon into two respective chalices. âWhy did Daeron run off?â you asked once more.Â
He moved to sit in one of the chairs as you settled in the other. âHe was going to enter the lists.â
âOh, Maekar," you groaned in frustration.Â
âHe is a man grown, it is expected of him!â he argued.Â
You rolled your eyes, âHe is not Aerion nor is he you. The sooner you come to that realization the happier our lives can be.â
He sighed, but argued no further. âI am glad you are here. I have missed you,â he whispered quietly as if it would bring shame to admit it.Â
âCannot hear you,â you teased, raising a brow.Â
His jaw clenched, âI am glad you are here. I have missed you,â he said louder this time.Â
You hummed, downing the rest of your wine as you stood to your feet making your way over to him. His legs parted for you like they had done thousands of times before as you looked down at him.Â
Your hands moved cupping either side of his face forcing him to look up. The hair of his beard rubbed against your palms. His violet eyes flickered over your face, as his hardened features visibly softened now that you were alone.Â
âI have missed you too,â you confessed, leaning down to press your lips to his.Â
It was chaste and it caused him to chase after you as you pulled away staring down at him. He groaned in displeasure before his hand trailed up gripping your ass and forcing you down onto his lap.Â
This time when his lips met yours it was anything, but chate. A hunger clash of teeth as you both tried to convert your overwhelming need for the other into it. It had been long. Too long without the other, and it always made the reunion just that much sweeter.Â
You pulled away once your lungs begged for more air than you were currently providing them with, âYou are getting soft on me, husband,â you teased, your hands interlaced through his silver locks giving it a harsh tug.Â
âShut your mouth,â he grunted, his own mouth pressing open mouth kisses down your throat.Â
âMake me.â
He grinned pulling the strings before you were being forced onto your feet, âTake your dress off,â he instructed.Â
You did as you were told, allowing the black fabric to pool at your feet. Maekar had finally freed his cock, by the time you were bare before him moving forward as you straddled him once more. The chair groaned under your combined weight, but neither of you truly cared.Â
Your mouth reconnected with his as his large hands moved. You rose up onto yourÂ
He drew his hand back giving your cunt a harsh slap, causing you to shoot forward your head to rest on his shoulder, âNot running your mouth now,â he muttered.Â
You leaned back, your hand raising to connect with his face the same way he had just done to your womanhood. His head snapped to the side before slowly turning back to you, a wide grin on his lips.Â
âShe is soaked,â he whispered, his mouth moving to nip at your neck as he entered a digit into your drooling hole with ease. You hummed your head tilting back as you let out a loud moaning as his thumb rubbed a circle on your clit.Â
âShe might already be ready to take me,â he said, slipping another finger into you.Â
You nodded, âI told you..Iâve missed you,â you told him, grinding yourself down against his hand.Â
He nodded in agreement withdrawing his finger, giving his cock a lazy few strokes as you hovered over him. He notched himself at your hole holding your eye contact as you slowly sunk down on him, taking him inch by inch.Â
He sat back waiting for you to begin to fuck yourself onto him, but you did not budge. You sat there staring at him, âMove,â he grunted.Â
âNo. You lost our sons,â you told him. He groaned your name as if it was painful, but you still did not move. âWhy should I move? Plead your case.âÂ
âYou are my wife and I have missed you so I order you to move.â
âMissed me or my cunt?â
âBoth,â he confessed, trying to get you to move but you fought against him staying still.Â
âYou lost our sons,â you pointed out.Â
âI will find them,â he promised.Â
That was good enough for you, allowing you to finally give him moving your hips against his. His mouth moved forward latching around your hardened peak of your breast, âMaekar,â you moaned, your nails digging into the pale skin of his shoulder.Â
âMissed you,â he muttered, as he dragged his tongue across the valley of your breast turning to get the other side the same attention as the first. You grinded your hips down into him quickly, your clit rubbing against the coarse hair at his base causing you to already feel the coil in your belly quickly building.Â
âSheâs taking me so well.â
You only groaned in response, your nails digging further into him. His hands dug into your hip bones no doubt going to leave bruises in his wake, painting your skin with the reminder of him.Â
âYouâre close already,â he observed, feeling the way you kept fluttering around him, the loud cry of his name being the only thing you could truly say.Â
You nodded eagerly, fucking yourself into him harder trying to achieve the ecstasy of relief, âBe a good girl and finish on your husbandâs cock,â he instructed, continung to lap and suck at your hardened nub.Â
âOh, fuck,â you groaned when the coil in your belly finally snapped.Â
You went boneless in his embrace moving forward. Maekar continued to fuck you through your high as he chased his own release, âGonna fill you,â he told you, as he thrusted up into you quickly.Â
âGive me another, babe, husband," you muttered, and that was his undoing as buried himself to the hilt, the long ropes of cum shooting out filling you with him for the first time in what felt like forever.
Your ragged breaths filled the room as your flesh pressed against the other, his heat radiating off him as if he was your own personal fire. You were still slumped against his shoulder, as you pressed a kiss to his sweat slickened skin, âOh, my dragon I have missed you,â you coed.Â
He grunted in response, pressing a kiss to the crown of his head, âDonât leave that long again.â
âI canât. You lose our children in your absence.âÂ
The Baratheon tent was chaotic as always as your second son and yourself sat at the high table glancing around. You let out a sigh debating making your way back to the castle to await your husbandâs return when you finally noticed a small boy next to an overly large man. Though his head was shaved you would have recognized that face anywhere.Â
âAerion?â you asked, tilting your head toward the young man. He hummed in response turning toward you, âIs that your brother or are the fumes of stench finally getting to me.â
His head turned following your extended hand, and you watched his eyes instantly widen. âThatâs what I thought,â you muttered, pushing yourself to your feet.Â
You made your way through the tent, men alike moving out of the way averting their eyes as if they were scared to make eye contact with you, but you did not care your gaze was set on your missing son.Â
The boy immediately looked toward the large knight hoping to his feet as he urged his companion to do the same and was almost successfully able to make a break for it before, âAegon!â was called out loudly.Â
Your brother who had heard the commotion slowly approached eyes flickering between his sister and his new companion, âWhat is going on?â he asked, but you ignored him, eyes trained on the bald boy.Â
Egg paused for a moment and you could tell he was debating ignoring you like he did when he was caught doing something he should not have been. âIf you run you will stay with your uncle for two moons,â causing him to turn toward you slowly.Â
The large man turned from you to the boy at his side, âMâLady?â he questioned, as if you had gone crazy.Â
Your son looked at you with a sheepish smile that caused your head to spin. You quickly turned to your brother, âHow many times has been in this tent?â you asked. Lyonel scratched the back of his neck, avoiding your eyes. âYour missing nephew was in your tent and you did not notice him!â you hissed, driving your finger into his chest.Â
The hedge knightâs eyes widened, glancing from the Baratheon siblings to the boy at his side, âNephewâŠThat means,â he slowly started to put the pieces together.Â
âThat you have had Prince Maekar and my darling sisterâs missing son, my dear friend,â Lyonel laughed moving toward the hedge knight as he kept his eyes on you as if he were afraid you were going to strike him.Â
âI am so sorry, Mâlady I had no idea!â
The Baratheon man smirked, âWell now that is all sorted out you can take dear Aegon back to the castle and I will fill in Ser Duncan.â
You rolled your eyes, âNope. The hedge knight is mine now, brother,â you muttered, shaking your head. âCome along. SerâŠ?â
âDuncan,â Egg supplied.Â
âSer Duncan. Mayhaps one of you can inform me where the hell my eldest son has taken off too,â you muttered, shaking your head.Â
You went to move toward the exit when you felt a small hand wrap around yours causing you to look down, âI am sorry I ran off, but I lied to Ser Duncan, and he does not deserve to get in trouble.â
âOh, good, because Ser Duncan is not going to get in trouble for keeping you alive. You are going to get in trouble for lying to the poor knight and running off.â
Aegon in the moment wasnât sure which was going to be worse his fatherâs fiery temper or his motherâs fury.
in either stags wife au or dragon princes wife how would maekar or baelor react to reader randomly telling them she loves them? also what happened to the fic you were gonna write about a horny pregnant reader âshut up and pull you pants downâ? I was excited for that one lol
HOLY SHIT I completely forgot about that ask. my entire ask box somehow got deleted so I'll add that to my list of wips :)
Baelor
You sat across from Baelor watching him work, a fond expression on your face, "I love you," you muttered randomly.
He lifted his head meeting your eyes his face softening as he stared at you, "I love you," he repeated back before pushing back from his desk patting his lap.
"That easy to get you to stop?" you questioned raising a brow, a small chuckle leaving your lips.
"For you it is."
Maekar
It was another night, the pair of you alone as you sat books propped open on both laps enjoying the rare silence of the day. Your eyes though sat upon your husband instead of the text.
His eyebrows were drawn together in concentration, his hair a little messier from your hands running through it earlier in the evening causing you to smile to yourself.
"I love you," you suddenly declared.
He looked up, his face morphing into a look of confusion, "Huh?" he asked, looking around to see if you were talking to someone else.
"Are you talking to me?" he asked, looking at you.
"Yes, you, idiot."
"What did you do?"
You let out a scoff, "Nothing. I just fucking love you, but nevermind," you muttered, going back to the text.
His confusion only trippled, "What the fuck," he muttered shaking his head before looking back to his own book, but could not help, but look up to you with a soft expression on his features every so often.
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love the boys but imagine a girls day with dragon wife mom with daella and rhae with any of the boys at a distance with a cup waiting to be invited
i feel like daella would open up to dw! mom more when it comes to courtiers and crushes
and rhae would always want to match her dresses with either mom or daella
oh my god this is so cute!!
The sun had barely risen, and started peaking through the curtains. "Mama," a small voice called out, causing your eyes to flutter open.
You flinched slightly, finding Rhae already in your face, "Papa said you were still sleeping," she told you, causing a small grin to pull at your lips.
You imagine Baelor had told her that as a way to try and deter her from waking you, but you did not truly mind. You let out a small yawn, "Oh, hi Daella," you greeted noticing she had accompanied her sister.
She waved awkwardly waiting to see if you would rise yet. You moved trying to get up from the bed, but Maekar's arm tightened around you.
"No," he said flatly, not ready to start the day yet.
"The kids are in here," you told him thinking that would deter him.
It did not.
"Piss off," he grunted, arm tightening around you as if he was staking his claim.
"It's Rhae and Daella," you corrected.
"Oh. Sorry, girls," he replied immediately, letting you go so that you finally rise from the bed.
You moved grabbing the robe that had been discarded on the floor
"We want a girl's day," Rhae said, glancing back to her older sister who nodded in agreement.
"Alright, we can do that."
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You could hear the boys sulking outside the door, but were choosing to ignore them for both your sanity and for the girls.
Aerion like you had expected was the first to finally step in, "Mum," he whined.
"Aerion, I am spending some time with the girls. I will see you later," you told him calmly, looking up with a grin.
He let out a huff and you were sure if he was any younger than he would have stomped his foot. The rest of his brother's creeped closer to the door, peaking their head in interest.
Your third son stared at you, "Butââ" he started, but was quickly cut off.
"No! Piss off!"
"Rhae!"
"Father says it!"
You just let out a sigh pinching the bridge of your nose, "Boys go I will come find you later," you finally declared tiredly. They stayed for a moment longer as if they were going to argue, but your head shot up, eyes squinted in a glare and they finally did as they were told, but they did not leave the hall until Maekar came dragging them away.
Have you ever written âdarkâ characters? I would love to see a one-shot of a dark Baelor and dark Maekar with a poor unsuspecting reader.
I donât think Iâve ever written anything that dark, but my thing is when I write evil men I like to write an evil woman to go with them (Idk why. Itâs just the way Iâm wired) so like if youâre cool with than just lmk