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18+ only mdni. How I imagined obsessive!Daeron Targaryen would be with you. Sorry not sorry for posting literally every day. My tag list and inbox are always open so please fill it🌻💛 master list

Daeron was an absolutely needy boy when it came to you. It didn’t matter what time of the day it was he was always hard for you. Grabbing your hand and pulling you into an empty dark hallway picking you up and pinning you up against the wall, or placing you on top of the dining room table with your legs spread wide. He was utterly infatuated and obsessed with you.

He couldn’t keep his hands off you when he saw you. He was weak for you and would find himself on his knees just to please you. Not caring what anyone thought or caring for the judgmental looks on their faces over someone who was supposed to be feared and strong. There was a side of him people never thought they would ever see.

“Can’t keep my hands off you my stars. You’re all I need.” Wrapping his hands around you as soon as he came back from his mission or another meeting. He couldn’t stand to be away from your touch for so long. “Never leave my side.”

Daeron has even gone as far as to fingering you under the dining room table that was filled with family and friends. Whispering in your ear things like ‘shhh my love, can’t let anyone hear you and I can hear how wet you are for me.’ He loved the risk of knowing you could be caught, but that still wouldn’t stop him.

Daeron loved to drive you to the edge of your own pleasure, and loved watching the expressions on your face. Every little crinkle of your nose, scrunching of your brows or keeping your mouth open. To know he held your release in the palm of his hands made him feel powerful and unstoppable.

And god the dirty talking. He was an absolute king when it came to dirty talking like it dripped off his tongue so easily and naturally. And he loved whispering it in your ear like it was a dirty little secret that he didn’t want anyone else to hear. Even if you didn’t say anything back he would just get dirtier and dirtier.

“Gods, this cunt is so tight and wet, it’s just leaking out of you.” Growling in your ear pinning your thighs to your chest as he drove deeply in you with such veracity the whole bed was rocking against the stone wall. “Could stay between these slick thighs for centuries.”

Daeron didn’t care if anybody walked in and saw him balls deep inside you. He would make them probably sit there and watch just for walking in without knocking first. Even if they did knock he’d probably still make them stand there and watch. He wanted everyone to know that you belonged to him and him only.

“Stand there and watch as I fuck my girl.” He commanded with authority as a male servant had accidentally walked in on you and Daeron, and he decided to punish them for it. So now the poor guy was watching meekly as Daeron was pounding into you cruelly and deeply. “Bet you wish you could get just a quick taste, just a lick between her legs.”

If another man so much as smiled at you too long he became furious. Stomping across the room to grab you and drag you away from whoever had the audacity to talk to you. He didn’t care if it was rude or impolite, he just didn’t want another male hogging too much of your time. Plus, he could be jealous so very easily, and it drove him mad thinking you would leave him for someone else.

“You want his cock do you? Huh? Another cock to slip inside that cunt of yours?” Daeron would snarl as he had you bent over whatever piece of furniture was there, and his hands throwing your dress around your hips as he quickly plunged himself inside of you and took you roughly and quickly. “Well this cunt is mine and mine only.”

There wasn’t anything that Daeron wouldn’t do for you too. If you asked him to jump into fire he would gladly do it. If you asked him to kill someone he wouldn’t hesitate to plunge his sword into them. And god forbid if they talked about you he would rip out their tongue, and make them eat it.

His family did question his love for you sometimes though, and anytime they did all they received was swearing in high Valyrian, and maybe some knives thrown at them. He hated anyone that doubted his true affection for you, and then would do whatever it took to prove them wrong.

“You are the only love of my life my sweet girl.” He would praise as he kissed your face in a million kisses. Giggling when he would kiss down to your neck and chest area. “You are my heart, my soul, my blood.”

Daeron followed you even when you didn’t think he was watching, but he was always watching. Whether you were in your bed chambers, eating in the dining hall or even walking in the corridors. Daeron was sneakily and quietly tip toeing behind you in hopes you wouldn’t catch him. Just to make sure nothing bad happened to you of course, and also because the thought of not being able to see you made him melancholy.

He would skip meetings or even battles just to watch you. His father would be furious when he would, but there was nothing else he could say or do to make him change his mind or tune. He didn’t want to reap the of having to tell him he couldn’t be with you. Last time someone tried to start that conversation a lot of people died.

“Don’t worry my love it’s not my blood.” Daeron explained as soon as you saw he was drenched in blood. You were surprised but not shocked by this. It was strange to say that but you were just so used to his behavior it didn’t even bother you anymore. “Let’s have a bath together so I can wash this blood away and I can hold you.”

Happy WBW from @Inky-Duchess 💜 Where is the best place to get an education? What are the terms on which to receive such an education?

On Atosk, in the Alliance basic education is mandatory and free for everybody. Advanced education is considered an important thing that everybody has to choose for themselves (this is some navari influence: their whole mindset is "make the most of every living moment and make your life a masterpiece"), so it's pretty easy to access. There are admittal exams, though.

But, in the territories outside of the Alliance things can be more difficult. Swamp dragons don't really have an education going on, all their knowledge is passed down from family to family, but at least writing and reading are encouraged among them all. Sometimes you may find a Swamp Dragon accessing education in the Alliance territory! It's rare, but it happens. The navari mindset applies to all living beings, so nobody gets left behind: if they wish to study, they're free to do so!

Torenden outside of Alliance territories put a great deal on education, so they take great care on it. Their advanced schools are actually one of the very best you could find on Atosk, the only problem is that Torendens, especially those of the Water tribe, tend to be VERY selective on who can actually access the studies, and only the very best may enroll! (Water tribe torendens have it easier though)

Earth Tribe torendens are more lenient about who enrolls or not, but their problem is that well... their lifestyle may not be for everybody. They are very very slow and methodical, with a huge emphasis on dialogue. It's not a surprise that lots of famous philosophers are Earth torendens.

18+ only mdni. Huge shout out to @aemondssapphire for being the first request in my asks and it’s for a modern!Daeron hc, and I just want you to know I immediately started typing away as soon as I got your ask, and I hope that you enjoy it and it’s close to what you were thinking! My tag list is open so ask, and my inbox is always available so please fill it. Happy reading🌻💛 master list

“Can’t ever keep my hands off you baby.” Was something you heard Daeron utter literally every day, and you would never get tired of.

When it came to physical touch with Daeron he always took his time in admiring you. Worshipping your body and soul like you were a rare piece of artwork that could never be remade. Everything about you was remarkable to him, and he couldn't believe he had someone like you. Every touch and every kiss was genuine and full of love.

Daeron absolutely loved to constantly kiss you. His lips were always attached to your skin like glue. Whether it was kissing your neck, your cheeks, forehead, hands and sometimes when nobody was looking the inside of your thighs. Savoring just how soft and delicate your skin was. He couldn’t get enough of it like it was his own personal drug.

His tongue was a machine though, and he knew how to use it. Swirling his tongue in the most delicious way that could have your eyes rolling in the back of your head, and your toes curling so hard against the sheets. You were obsessed with his tongue, and you found yourself constantly begging for it. If you could sit on his face all day you would. He would become your personal throne.

"You taste so sweet baby." He cooed as he kissed your lips and then all the way down to your thighs as you laid naked spread on the bed. His mouth never once leaving your skin as he maneuvered down with precision. Mouth hovering just right above your mound. "Could keep you like this all day."

"Daeron please." You whimper and he only grinned at how pathetically you sounded lifting your hips up to his mouth.

"Don't worry baby, I'll give your cunt what it needs." Tongue lapping at your spread lips swirling at your clit like it was some sort of sweet juice. His mouth was something else.

Daeron especially loved to kiss you in public. Showing you off to the world that you were his and nobody else's, and he loved that you wanted him only. It made him feel like he had everything and couldn’t ask for more. Kissing your cheeks and neck possessive whenever somebody looked at you. He was clearly marking his territory to like a dog, and dared anyone to challenge him for what was his.

But Daeron knew that you would never leave him for somebody else. He never worried about you sneaking around behind his back, and you never had to worry about it either. There was no doubt about your love for each other. Especially when his hands were on you, anyone near could see it.

"Everybody here wishes they were me." He would whisper in your ear as you stood in the club your backside grinding on his front. His hands wrapped around your waist as he kept you firmly pressed against his body. His erection pushing into your back as a whimper left your mouth. "Fuck I need you so badly."

Daeron was never afraid to touch you in public that was for sure. If he wanted to grab your backside he would do it. If he wanted to sneak a handful of your breasts then he would gladly do it. He didn't care if anybody was staring and watching, he wanted them to see only he could make you feel like this and feel zero shame. There wasn't anybody that could tell him that he wasn't allowed to touch you anyway.

He loved it even more when you two would be sitting in a darkly lit restaurant in the back where nobody could really see as he would slide his hand up your thigh and in between your slick thighs. Pushing your panties to the side and pushing two fingers inside of you.

"So wet and juicy for me baby." He groaned as he felt you drenching his fingers already. Your hand gripping his thigh hard, your nails digging into his skin as he started thrusting them deeply but slowly. "Be quiet unless you want everyone to see."

"Daeron I can't." Whimpering feeling that pressure in your lower stomach, and he could feel it too, but he wasn't going to stop.

"We're not leaving till you do baby." And he meant it too.

If there was one thing that Daeron wasn't afraid of was having sex with you in public. Dragging you off into a bathroom as he would pin you up against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist. Or following you into the dressing room and bending you over hands on the wall so he could take you from behind as he wrapped a hand around your mouth to keep you quiet.

He loved when you would be the one that initiated it first though, it was such a major turn on for him. Dancing in a club or sitting in a restaurant, and giving him that knowing look you were desperate for him. Letting you take the lead as he quickly looked around and then quickly followed behind you to the bathroom, and made sure nobody was strolling behind him. Not waiting to lock the door, before he's bending you over the sink.

"That cunt just can't wait for my cock can it?" He mocked as he plowed deep and hard as your body rocked against the marble sink. His hand coming down on your backside as your hips started meeting his thrusts. "Just want me to fuck you anywhere don't you baby."

"Yes Daeron I love your cock." Finding the words in your throat hoping nobody heard as they passed by, even though they definitely did.

"Oh fuck, that's my good girl." He praised as he groaned low and deep in your ear. He loved when you talked dirty back to him.

But if there was one place he loved to have you it was in the comfort of his own bed. To have you spread out before him like you were an all you can eat buffet was all he needed. He would have you screaming and crying within minutes, and didn't want you to hold back. Hands scratching at clawing at him, and tears streaming down your face at the overstimulation. He had you right where he wanted you, and there was no going easy on you.

He loved to fuck you in every room, and there was no piece of furniture that was safe around him. Whether it was legs spread wide on the bed, bent over the table in the kitchen, or riding his cock on the couch. If it was stable enough to hold you he was going to fuck you on it. There was no stopping him.

"Fuck, look at you riding my cock like a good girl." A hand reaching up to grab your breasts as you bounced up and down on his length with such vigor that it even shocked him. Feeling an urge of adrenaline take over you, wanting nothing more than to feel him fill you up. "That's it baby, take what you need from me."