#gladiator!aegon

“Push domina!”, you heard, as a cold rag was placed on your forehead

“Shut the hell up you cunt!”, you screamed at the top of your lungs, as you tried, with all your strength, as you had done before, the longest seconds of your life passed before you felt the familiar relief as you pushed your child from your body. 

An immediate cry resounded all over the room and that made you almost life, but it was more like a twisted cackle

“Another girl”, you heard, so your relief was short lived… and another whine escaped your lips, this one, broke your own heart, it was a shattering sound. You saw them wrap her up on linens, as she cried, they shared looks and turned their backs on you, heading to the door after they cleaned her

“WAIT!”, you screamed, your throat raw, “let me see her”, you begged them

“Apologies Domina, we must present her first”, said the one slave you always forgot the name of.

“No”, you whined, and they took her from you. You swore then and there that if your fucking husband decided against her life, you’d have his fucking balls nailed alongside him in a cross in the square, right in front of the curia.  

“A girl dominus”, said the slave, bowing profusely, leaving the little babe at the foot of the reclinium her father was laying at. 

“If I say death, she’ll have my balls!”, he exclaimed, “I give her life”, he said then after a sigh, with a wave of his hand, the slave was quick to take the babe off the surface and took her back to her mother. 

You held your breath until you saw the slave coming back with your little baby girl in her arms, and you could breathe again as she was placed in your arms

“Dominus has given her life”, she claimed solemnly, of course he did. “She is perfect domina”, she said with a nod to her head

“I want to name her Aurelia”, you whispered lovingly, looking down at your daughter, as your two other girls, she kept the Baratheon features through and through, this one though, seemed to have inherited the colour of your eyes.

The medicus came after, to examine you and the babe, and give you a tonic to soothe the afterbirth pains

“She won’t stop popping up girls!”, he shouted

“So what?”, chuckled Robert

“I have no male heirs!”

“Boys are a bother”, he laughed, “I wish I had three of my sweet Myrcella, I would sell the others at the market if it weren’t for Cersei”, Borros laughed as he shook his head, “I’ll tell you what… I’ll trade you Joffrey for Julia”, he whispered in his brother’s ear

“Very funny… Julia is my favorite”, he mumbled 

“You’ll not trade my son”, said Cersei arriving at the triclinium, she layed in the sofas in front of the two men, and took a goblet of wine to drown the cheeses and bread that were offered.  “Aurelia is a delight Borros”, she congratulated, “congratulations”

“Besides! we will have an empress soon enough”, said Robert, “If a woman can inherit the Republic, why not a stupid house with a couple of acres around it and money in the temple?”, he asked. Cersei smiled into her goblet

“She will never inherit the Republic and sit before the senate”, she mumbled

“Why the hell not?”, asked Robert, and his wife and brother looked at him amazed, “is that what your father says?”, he mocked softly, husband and wife shared meaningful looks of defiance 

“The senate, meaning us, will never allow it”, said Borros, ignorant of the tension between his brother and his wife.

“Why?”, he asked again, playing with his brother, “she knows how to read and write, where is the North and where’s the south”, clearly mocking his brother, who had never been the brightest, or rather…wasn’t the best… with the tutors in their youth

“She couldn’t go to war!”, he said then, frowning, cheeks heated

“The emperor hasn't gone to war in decades! That's why he has us! That's why they can appoint consuls!”, he said simply

“Well, he has you who will jump at the first opportunity to lead the armies into battle”, said Borros.

“Exactly, that’s why the consuls are there, when is put in question, I’ll vote for her ascent”, he said, “I like her, she’s got fire and strength”

“She is a statue sitting alongside her father”

“Nah, she is listening, watching, everything and everyone, she’s got you all fooled”, he said pointing at each with his goblet, “remember my words! that woman will change the entire world!”

“She might be the smartest person in the room, but she is still a woman!”, said his brother

“Is that all it takes to be emperor? a little sausage between your legs?”, he asked then, “not divine bloodline? not strength and allies?”

“Dominus”, greeted one of the slaves, interrupting the quickly heating discussion, “here’s Aurelia”, Robert signaled the slave when his brother did not receive her, and took his niece in his arms. 

“Look at this little one”, cooed Robert as he held the newborn in his big arms, “she is perfect! Congratulations brother, especially because she takes after her mother! blessed by the gods!”, he laughed. 

“She is a little doll”, said Cersei with a soft smile.

“Wouldn’t you want this one, Julia, Cornelia or Myrcella to become leaders of our families one day? or be in the senate themselves?”, naming all the daughters they had between the two couples, he cooed towards the little baby. 

“Well, no when there’s Joffrey”, said Cersei simply, luckily, she missed the hiss that twisted her husband’s face, as he played with the newborn 

Three months later 

The crowd of the busy street of King’s landing parted before you like the waves, they did so because you are accompanied by none other than Cersei Lannister, and her platoon of soldiers, no other reason, although your lineage was no less impressive. 

“He said he will divorce me if I can’t procure a male heir”, you said angrily, to her, trying to ignore the lingering eyes on the two of you, “he is going to take my girls! he doesn’t even want them!”, Cersei nodded as she pulled into your arm.

“Robert does not miss the opportunity to tell me he will never give me a divorce”, she said then after a longing sigh 

“Really?”, you asked, frowning

“He says he would never want to make me that happy”, she said with twisted look on her face, “but I know in reality is because he doesn’t want to keep the children, he knows that it would kill me if he takes them, but before I die I’d take him with me”, you hummed deep in thought.

But it made sense, as the husband was the one that took the children in case of a divorce

“But no matter, sweet sister”, she said, squeezing your arm, “I have just the thing to help you”. With just a look on her face the guards stood on both sides of the door to an establishment, there was no name to indicate what might be, although everyone knew about it. 

it was an apothecary… or at least, that was on the front. You smiled. Since you married into the family seven years ago, you wondered how Cersei could withstand Robert, she always seemed so… content… then you heard the rumors of her relationship with the one and only Alys Rivers… and then you started to look at your sister by law quite differently… almost with admiration

Almost

You had not managed to fully earn her trust, and in the last few years you worked very hard on that purpose, but the threat of Borros divorcing you finally seemed to do the trick, as now she had invited you along to her… continuous visits to “the apothecary”

“I thought you’d never bring me along”, you teased, she smiled at you. 

“Believe, I don’t do this lightly, she will help…”, she said, “it worked for me, and we are married to the same… entity”, she, as always, chose her words carefully, as she pulled you inside. 

The both of you entered the place, a strong smell of herbs hit your face as you did, but you didn’t have to put up with it much longer, you were led to the back by an old woman minding the apothecary, that could barely walk, she’d be a good front, you’d think.

She led you towards the center of the square, 

The house had two faces, leading to two different but parallel streets. 

You reached the back through an open corridor, and then… you reached another, smaller house in the heart of the block

A beautiful woman with long black curls exited it to receive you

“My darling”, she muttered with a velvety voice. It was none other than Alys Rivers, bastard sister of the Lanista Larys Strong. 

“It’s very pleasant to finally gaze upon you”, Cersei greeted, and kissed each other's cheeks twice.

“And who might this be?”, she asked as she finally seemed to notice you, standing nervously behind Cersei

“My sister by-law”, presented Cersei, giving her your name, you smiled at her, with excitement in your eyes and complicit in your lips, and she caught on immediately. 

“Then you must be as discrete as my dear Cersei”, she said carefully, you nodded slowly, not interrupting the eye contact

“I am, indeed”, you whispered. 

Without further words she stating walking back towards the small villa in the center of the block, and once you crossed the threshold, it was like crossing to another world entirely.

You came across a passage, with several doors on each side. The light seemed not to have entered the spaces in years, instead oil lamps and candles lit up the thin corridor. As you walked down the hallway, you discovered painting, depicting scenes of sex: orgies and other scenarios that and your skin tingled in anticipation.

Yes, you knew exactly what your sister in law had been doing, and you wanted to do it too.

Borros indulged in the company of other women, why shouldn’t you indulge in the company of other men? You had heard what he said about you, about your beautiful girls, he was disappointed. Well, you were disappointed in him as well. He lacked the lover’s touch, he cared not for your pleasure, he took what he wanted, when he wanted it and that was it.

You wanted more

You deserved more

Since you married Borros he would drag you to the Coliseum, to watch gladiator fights, soon it was you who was more interested in attending said fights.

You cared not for the blood or blades, but the men that drew them. 

Muscular, thick men, with rough hands and fire in their veins.

And finally, your wish was going to come true,

“As you may know, this is the house where your most hidden desires come to life”, Alys, as the house she ruled, was similar, mysterious, delightful, and hot as the summer sun. “My gladiators delight the men in the arena, and the women in this very domus”, she teased as she walked ahead of you. She didn’t even stop at the end of the hallway, she just opened the door.

A strong smell of incense hit your nose, and inside you could barely see. not a window in sight, but oil lamps and candles lit the huge space, where whatever you looked you could find big beds, the finest silks, tapestries, and everything.

This early in the day, you could only distinguish faint silhouettes roaming around the room, manly silhouettes, you may add. You could barely see, but at the same time you felt like you didn’t need to, you could feel, the smoke coming from the incense help to keep things hidden and discret, as Alys had said. Perfect to do what you wanted to do, without being spotted.

“my love…”, you noticed that now Alys didn’t use her name, but your sister bylaw just nodded and made herself at home, getting lost behind one of the curtains and out of your sight. “And what are we going to do with you, my darling?”, she asked you.

You were nervous

Yes you fantasized about Gladiators, but none in particular 

“Would you like someone experienced?”, she tried, “someone rough?”

“I just gave birth three moons ago”, you said, suddenly shy

“I understand”, she said, “so someone, gentler, perhaps, passionate, but not rough, soft, but not lacking the strength of the arena”, you nodded slowly, you were still sensitive, so that description sounded exactly what you needed 

She led you back to one of the rooms in the hallway, she knocked twice and then she opened the door slowly.

The room was painted red, only a single bed in the middle, and two oil lamps. It wasn’t less lavish, tapestries hung by the walls in the most Bravosi style, as were the designs of the fabrics.

But you paid it no mind, as lounging lazily in the bed, layed a handsome man. His body was not completely rippled by muscles, but you could tell he wielded a sword as swiftly as one would a pencil. His face was manly, and handose, but his hairs… oh his hairs…

“He and his brother are from the far lands of Lys, that’s why their hairs are the colour of silver”, Alys presented with her velvety voice. “this is Aegon”

“Hello Aegon”, you said, missing your words.

“I’ll leave you alone”, she said, and left you alone with him

You thought you should be nervous, but in reality, you weren’t, you wanted to eat that man up from head to toe, you wanted to mount him like he was a bull.

He stood from the bed, his cock only hidden by his subligaria.

“So, have you done…?”, his question was trapped in his lips and you threw yourself over him, trapping his mouth with yours. 

He caught on, immediately, he grabbed you, roughly, but with soft hands, and as quick as he was, soon you were bare in front of him. He separated himself from you, only to gaze upon you, with those purple eyes of him blown out,

“I love patrician women”, he purred

“Shut up”, you demanded, “I did not come here to hear you talk about others”, you said quickly, he was quick to smirk, he grabbed you then, dropped you to the bed

“Right to it then”, he seemed entertained, and as you looked at him, you realised you couldn’t have picked a more different man then your husband.

Oh, that simpleton.

You thought about this so many times, about finding someone who could finally scratch that itch, and Aegon could be that person. 

He was over you in a second, trapping your lips with his.

The only man you ever had was Borros, and this, only as he loomed over you, kissing you, it was a world apart. He was so sensual, so dominating. Yes you were sensitive as you gave birth months ago, but all of that seemed forgotten as his greedy hands grabbed your soft body. 

He went straight to it, he parted your thighs and accommodated himself between them. 

You did not know what led you to do this, maybe the years of oppression from your family and your husband, maybe the fact that your husband cares not for your pleasure, whatever it might be. You liked that it took you there.

He tried you first, his thick fingers explored your folds to make sure you were wet enough for him, the mere touch bringing you to needy whimpers, spreading your legs wider.

After that, you don’t remember much about the order of the events.

He fucked you

Thoroughly y and deliciously 

Once he entered you slowly and realized you were in nothing but pleasure, he grew more confident and star fucking into you roughly, fast as he grabbed your hips.

If the rest of the house could hear your screams of ecstasy, you cared little for it. You let yourself be fucked by him in this position, and the next one, in all fours with him behind you, and then you rode him, as he were a wild bull. 

You found your pleasure in his arms, over and over again.

And when he was done, releasing himself inside of you, you got up from the bed, leaving him to spend right there on the bed, serving himself a cup of wine. And then you got dressed and left him as he was smirking. 

You returned to the main space of the house, there you found Cersei and Alys, chatting in a manner that told you they were sharing secrets, whe they saw you approaching, they both smiled widely at you.

“We must leave you”, said Cersei, “we are missed at home”, she said quickly.

You had this feeling that you ‘let you have your fun’ but still you had this feeling that you were not all the way on the same side with her.

It has always been this way now that you think about it.

“Thank you for your… services”, you said slowly to the woman, as you paid her. She took the gold coins for you and smiled.

“I hope to see you soon”, she whispered. 

Cersei and you left with no more words exchanged. 

“And to think you’d keep this from me”, you said teasingly, as you found yourselves back in the courtyard, she only smirked at you as you exited the building

You were exhilarated, you couldn't believe what you just did, you felt so amazing, so free.

You couldn’t wait until you came back. 

“Don’t forget to drink the tea”, she only said, as you returned to the shop and bought precisely that, “my dear brother by law is dense, but not as dense not to notice a babe with silver strands in his head”

You felt like a child being chided. 

Your ego was somewhat bruised, but, the pleasure has been such, you were willing to let it slide. 

For now.

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