#courting

Courting:

Lyonel knew he wanted to court you the first time he ever saw you sitting within one of his tents during a tourney with a frown on your face and your arms crossed next to your father. To him you looked like an angel in human form, he couldn’t believe you were real, you were simply too beautiful. The longer he looked at you, the more he felt himself falling in love with you even though he didn’t even know your name.

He introduced himself to you by offering you his outstretched hand and asking you to dance with him while on one knee. He then got the band to play a slower song and he swayed your bodies back and forth, twirling you around every so often. He asked for your name and tried to get to know you a little but you were hesitant, knowing how noncommittal he is and how he liked sleeping with anyone who caught his interest. But you decided to take a risk and give him a chance anyway.

Every single day of the tourney following this, Lyonel had followed you around like a lost puppy, spending as much time with you as possible flirting with you and making you blush, even though he was supposed to be getting ready to compete. 

With you in his head and his heart on his sleeve for you, he never dared to even think of being with another woman, which was so unlike him. But now that he knew you, he no longer had the desire to be a bachelor for another day.

And on the day he did compete, he promised you that he’d win for you and name you Queen of Love and Beauty, which you thought he was just saying as another way of flirting with and charming you. 

But much to your surprise, he did win and made you Queen of Love and Beauty, as promised, and had pressed a kiss to your cheek, making you feel as if your body was on fire. This and all the time you’d been spending together was enough to make you fall head over heels in love with Lyonel.

After this particular tourney, he’d given you one last kiss on the cheek goodbye, promised to write to you and made you promise to visit him soon. You never wanted to be away from him for long after what happened during this tourney. It was here that you realized that he’d changed for you and that he wasn’t the man you’d known him to be because of his reputation.

You didn’t see him again until he summoned you and your father to Storm’s End and asked for your hand in marriage, stating that he’d fallen in love with you. Which didn’t come as much of a surprise, considering the amount of love for you and dirty words that made you blush the letters he sent you were filled with. And luckily for the two of you, your father instantly accepted and said that you were to move to Storm’s End at once, happy to finally marry off his spinster daughter. 

With his acceptance, Lyonel’s face instantly broke out into the biggest smile you’d ever seen and let out the loudest laugh you’d ever heard, making butterflies appear in your stomach. He desperately wanted to hug, kiss and make love to you right here, right now.

Engagement:

On the second night of your engagement, Lyonel threw a large party within the Round Hall and invited everyone he knew. For the entire night, you happily sat beside each other, ate together, laughed together and danced together for hours until your legs grew tired and you retreated back to your seats side by side. 

Afterwards, he’d walked you back to your bedchamber and pressed a kiss to the corner of your lips and your neck, making you blush while you softly gasped and he murmured in your ear, “You have no idea how badly I want to fuck you, darling.” Which made you feel like you were floating. But before you could do anything about it, he was gone, leaving you needy and wanting more, showing you how much he loved to tease.

And while you did love being here with Lyonel, you had to admit you’d easily become homesick. Even though you didn’t want to go home despite your feelings, it saddened you to be in a place that wasn’t familiar to you and so far away from your home. 

Because of this homesickness, over the next few days you became much sadder, refused to leave your bedchamber or eat and slept for most of the day. And even though Lyonel was never one for showing emotions that weren’t positive, it broke his heart to see you this way. So one day, he brought you your breakfast himself instead of letting one of the servants do it, tried to get you to eat and comforted you through your tears.

“I hate seeing you so unhappy and if it’s what you want, darling, I’ll call off the engagement and you can go home.” he said and you immediately refused, saying that you didn’t want to leave him or call off your engagement, you just missed home a lot. To which he told you he understood and in a moment of impulsivity and intense yearning, he kissed you and instead of getting mad at him for kissing you before you were married like he expected, you kissed him back.

After this, your engagement didn’t last much longer and he demanded that your wedding be scheduled for a week from today, instead of a few months from now. He needed to make you his and could barely restrain his desire any longer.

Marriage:

On the day of your wedding, he was absolutely in awe of you as he lifted your veil off of your face and tears pricked his eyes. You looked incredibly gorgeous and if he had it his way, he’d fuck you for the first time right here in front of everyone. And as you said your vows, his eyes never left yours even for a second, he was completely entranced by you.

That night after hours of dancing and partying when he finally got to be alone with you in your now shared bedchamber, he’d refuse a bedding ceremony if that’s what you wanted. And instead, he’d show you just how much he loved you and prove to you that his heart belonged to you while he fucked you and worshipped your body, praising you all throughout this, in private.

And because of his high libido, it wouldn’t take long after your wedding day for you to become pregnant with your first child.

Now that you were husband and wife, you became more obsessed with each other than you were before, rarely ever leaving each other's side or not touching each other in some way.

Lyonel is truly the kind of husband where he’d love you intensely and loudly with his whole heart and because of this, you’d never have to question if he loved you.

As for the rest of your marriage, the more time you spend together, the more you’d become like him and be able to match his energy easily, making your love and obsession for one another stronger.

Like Maekar and his wife, you’d end up having six children together over the course of your marriage, truly unable to get enough of each other and refusing to let Lyonel cum anywhere but inside you everytime he fucked you. And almost every time you sleep together, he’d wear his antler crown, adoring it when you grab onto the antlers while you ride him.

Having your first child together:

The pregnancy was rough and filled with sickness and kicks from your baby, already proving how fiery your child would be, just like their father. Your morning sickness would continue into your second trimester, keeping you resting in bed for most of it. 

During this, Lyonel always made sure to tell you how beautiful you are, even if you didn’t feel like you were, and murmured into your ear, “You’re so sexy like this, darling, so full and round with my child.”

Once you start producing milk while pregnant, he’d beg you to let him suck your tits just to relieve some of that pressure, moaning about how good you taste with his mouth full, turning you on. 

You’d fuck a few times during your pregnancy and instead of going his usual rough and fast pace, he’d slow down and make sure you were comfortable the whole time.

When it was finally time for you to give birth, he’d be right there beside you, screaming at the Maester and midwives when they told him to leave the room until the baby was here. “This is my fucking child and I will be here for his birth to support my wife if I damn well please.” he’d say, annoying you a little considering the amount of pain you were in but you were more than glad that he was here nonetheless.

And after hours of screaming, pushing and screaming at Lyonel for doing this to you, you gave birth to a healthy baby boy with big eyes the same color as yours and messy, curly hair just like his father. The first time Lyonel held your son, he kicked the Maester and midwives out of the room and brought your child to you. 

He cried tears of joy at what you’d created together, “He’s perfect, thank you for giving him to me, my love. I love you more than I have the words for.” he’d say through his tears with a kiss to your forehead as your son wrapped his small hand around one of Lyonel’s fingers, making you cry with him at the sight.

And you best believe Lyonel would be putting another baby in you the day you were healed enough and your body was ready for him again.

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