This is an AegonxAemond short story, something I wrote a while back and thought Iβd share! It has mentions of sex, targcest and a sex toy, do not read if you are a minor or do not like this content!
It was getting later in the evening and Aemond was sat in bed with an old book, deep in his reading while the embers of the fire crackled in the background. The room was dimly lit, just enough that he could see the words on the pages. Reading calmed Aemond, his mind silencing for a while as he indulged in his books. His eyepatch was discarded onto the bedside table, his hair handing loosely along his face as he stared down at the pages. It wasnβt often that he looked calm, but while he was alone his usually stoic mask slipped.
The door of his chambers being opened pulled Aemond from his peace, and he looked up to see Aegon stumbling inside. His eye narrowed, and he slowly closed his book as the door thudded shut and Aegon looked towards the bed with that stupid drunken grin of his. βAhβ¦it- it seems I have finally found you, b-brotherβ¦β he murmured, making his way over to the bed. He plopped down next to Aemond, who leaned away to avoid the musk of wine that engulfed his brother.
A giggle left Aegonβs lips, and he leaned closer to Aemond. βWouldβ¦would you believe that I-I stumbled into three different rooms before I got here?β He said, his voice lowering as if he was telling a secret. Aemond looked at Aegon, an unimpressed look in his eye. βYes, that does sound believable.β He replied, putting his book aside. βAnd why, pray tell, have you stumbled into my chambers instead of your own?β Aemond questioned, watching Aegon sway slightly as he sat there.
βOh!β Aegon exclaimed drunkenly, moving his cloak and grabbing something that was clipped into to his belt. βI-I found aβ¦relic, of sortsβ¦β he mumbled, holding up an object made from chain and leather. βA whoreβ¦godsβ¦what was her name?β¦β Aemond had to resist rolling his eye as Aegon began to mumble out names, his eye flickering to the object in his hand. βO-Oh, I canβt bloody remember. Anyway, this whore gave me this years ago and I thoughtβ¦we could try it outβ¦β Aegon suggested, holding the object out to Aemond.
His eye widened, and he stared from Aegon to the chain; seeming a bit bewildered. βAnd why do you think I want to try this with you? Why can you not ask one of your whores to use it with you?β Aemond asked, seeming a bit reluctant. A cheeky grin came to Aegonβs lips, and he waved the chain in the air slightly. βDonβt seem so bashful now, brotherβ¦β he said, shifting closer to Aemond. βThis wonβt be the first time weβveβ¦indulged in each otherβ¦β he murmured, a hint of husk to his voice now.
Aemond looked down at the object, then back to at Aegon; his eye lingering for a moment as Aegon pointed out a very true fact. He wanted to refuse him, to push him out of his rooms and lock the door. But he found himselfβ¦intrigued. βWhat does this do, exactly?β Aemond asked, taking the chain from Aegonβs hand and looking at it. βY-You put it around your neck, and someone can pull it while f-fucking youβ¦β Aegon explained simply, his speech still slurring quite a bit.
Aemond considered Aegonβs words for a moment, his fingers moving along the leather of the chain choker. He felt his heart quicken at the thought of using it on Aegon, the image of him weak and helplessly tied up, sent a wave of arousal through him. Aegon knew that look in Aemondβs eye, even while drunk, and he knew what that meant. βItβ¦seems I have your attention now, hm?β He murmured, his hand moving to trail up the bare section of Aemondβs chest as he leaned closer.
Aemond glanced down at Aegonβs hand, his eye trailing along his arm until he met Aegonβs drunken gaze. He knew he shouldnβt, not while Aegon was drunk, but he couldnβt seem to help himself. He closed the gap, his lips finding Aegonβs roughly. The kiss was fiery, filled with a sense of deep desire and need. Aegonβs hand moved to tangle into Aemondβs hair, tugging it and making him grunt and part his lips for his tongue to explore his mouth.
Their tongues warred for dominance, Aegonβs mouth tasting strongly of grape and alcohol, and Aemond moved his free hand to Aegonβs neck. He gripped it, squeezing slightly which pulled a needy moan from Aegonβs throat. Aegon moved his hands, unclipping his cloak and tossing it aside before climbing onto Aemondβs lap. The kiss broke as Aegon straddled him, his breath coming out in short, quiet puffs from the kiss.
Aemond looked up at Aegon, who was looking down at him with a drunken, lustful smile. The kiss had aroused Aemond, and Aegon could feel how hard he was already. He rolled his hips forward, lightly grinding against the bulge to tease Aemond. He gritted his teeth, looking up at Aegon as he teased him. βYou know I do not care for being teasedβ¦β he growled lowly, his hands moving to Aegonβs hips to halt his movements. He leaned down towards Aemond, smirking slightly. βDo something about it then.β He challenged.
A growl rattled through Aemondβs throat again, and he shoved Aegon backwards off his lap. A laugh left Aegonβs lips as he fell backwards, his back pressed into the mattress as Aemond loomed over him. He used his knee to part Aegonβs legs, the robe that Aemond was wearing loosening slightly as he moved. Aegonβs gaze flickered down to Aemondβs chest as his rode slipped open, biting his lower lip lightly as he took in his brotherβs naked form beneath the thin silken material.
βPerhaps you were expecting meβ¦β he murmured teasingly, pulling lightly on the ties of the robe so it opened completely. Aemondβs eye narrowed, and he moved his hands to his wrists; moving Aegonβs hands above his head and pinning them there. He leaned closer, strands of his long hair falling into his face as he captured Aegonβs lips with his own again. The kiss was once again fierce, aemond biting down on Aegonβs lower lip before pulling away.
βPerhaps, you should not tease meβ¦β Aemond whispered lowly, his mouth moving closer to Aegonβs ear. βIβll have to punish you if you continueβ¦β he whispered, his lips grazing against Aegonβs ear as he spoke so intimately. Aegon whimpered, the noise needy and almost desperate. He tried to move his hands from Aemondβs grip, but he couldnβt match his strength so he looked up at him with helplessly lustful eyes. Aemond smirked at Aegonβs sudden obedience, moving to hold both his wrists with one of his hands, while the other moved down to the bulge in Aegonβs trousers. βHmβ¦β he hummed, caressing it with the palm of his hand. Aegon whimpered again, his hips immediately jerking up in need of more of his touch.
Aemond pulled his hand back slightly, raising a brow. Aegon groaned in response, looking up at him with a needy gaze. He had definitely seemed to sober up quickly. βPleaseβ¦β he pleaded, his tone a bit whiny. He jerked his hips up again, since he was still helplessly being held down, and Aemond moved his hand to unbuckle Aegonβs trousers. He watched with anticipation as Aemond skilfully used one hand to take his trousers off, his cock now freed and readily hard.
βSo needyβ¦so ready for me, hmβ¦β Aemond whispered, moving his hand to Aegonβs cock and wrapping his hand around it; his thumb circling the tip and spreading the slick along the skin. Aegon moaned softly, his body arching upward at the intimate contact. βF-Fuckβ¦β he murmured, his breathing quickening slightly as Aemond stroked him slowly. His body ached for more, he wanted more, and he didnβt know how much more teasing he could takeβ¦
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