Huanaaaa

Warning: smut, hair pulling, Jack talking you through it, fluff, and more🙂‍↕️

IMAGINE:

Jack really loved his life right now, he had all he’s ever hoped for,

He had a profession that he was passionate about, two to be exact, along with the great amount of sociable income said jobs provided, an amazing penthouse to come home to, clothes on his back, food in his stomach, ETC….

And though these are all good things, we can’t forget the best of them all,

You.

And now would seem to be a good example of how much he cherished you.

You and Jack laid comfortably on your shared bed, your body on-top of his as he read his book out loud…his raspy voice soothing you deeply with each word he whispered out of his mouth, his free hand rubbing up and down your back slowly with each soft mutter,

Yes, this was what he liked. He had beautiful girl laying on him after a hard days work, his mind at peace as he read to her, yes, everything was perfect, wellll, not including the fact that he was inside you right now….

“A red bird flew into her vision, the hou-“ You could barely keep up with his words, small droplets of tears welling up in your eyes as you press your face into the crevice of his neck, your breath coming out in small pants as you tried your best to make it seem as though you were paying attention to his words,

A poor job you were doing it seems,

“Are you listening baby” he whispered into your ear, the warmness of his breath against your lobes causing a small gasp to escape your mouth,

“y-yeah..im listening” you mumbled out, trying to stifle your moans with the skin of his neck, all while your hand began to unconsciously grip onto his bicep, an action he noticed immediately,

“You sure?” he said, taking the hand that was caressing your back and now bringing it towards your head, his brows furrowing as he tilted your head up, keeping a keen eye on you as he continued to thrust inside you.

Jack could see the flutter in your eye, feel the grip you had on him, and about all else, he could hear directly how he was affecting you…and he loved it, “i a-am” he heard you say, a stutter in your voice as you tried your best to take what he was giving you, and it was quite allot,

“Ok..im trusting you sweet girl,” he slowly began picking up the pace, his hand now gripping your hair as he pressed your face down more into his neck, a smile now appearing on his freckled face,

Warning: fluff, you teasing Maekar, wholeee bunch of kissing, and suggestive themes🌺🌺

Songs~“Kissland” by The Weeknd, and “Need to know” By Doja Cat

Steps echoed throughout the halls of Summerhall, one heavy and one light, but both side by side.

Maekar had no idea what you were talking about, his mind only now focusing on the maids and such that roamed the halls, their eyes looking at the couple as the walked arm in arm past them,

To many who knew him and even those who didn’t, it would seem like a weakness for a man such as himself to be walking around or even SEEN like this, him with a woman at his side as they took a measly stroll of the mansion, yep, that doesn’t even sound like him,

How did you even convince him to do this…

“My lord husband, do you ever smile” you asked blatantly, your free hand from your arm that wasn’t intwined with his rubbing up and down his biceps with each step you take,

“I have no desire to” He said gruffly, his eyes still staring down everyone and anything that moved in y’all’s way, “But that must be boring, ok? When was the last time you smiled?” You teased, looking over at him as you took in the stoic expression he wore,

“I don’t remember,” he said plainly, looking to the side of the hall where the window was, his brows furrowing at the sunlight that shone brightly, “Gods, that sun could fucking blind me if im not careful” he said, his grumpiness showing,

“I mean, this place is called summer hall for a reason” you responded, “I know, but this fucking sun feels like it wants to burn me alive” You couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped you, Maekar was a grump man yes, but he was your grumpy man,

And you loved that.

“There’s some shade over here, come” you said, a hint of laughter still in your voice as you led him into a more dimly lit part of the castle hallways, an air of happiness filling you as you both tried to hide from the sun,

Well, that’s what Maekar thought you were doing, boyyy was he wrong.

“What are you doing?” Maekar said bluntly, his voice coming out roughly as you pushed him against the cobbled wall of the dimly lit hallway,

“Something new” he rolled his eyes at your words, he was too old for whatever the hell this was, “You really ar-“ he could barely finish his words before you smashed your lips against his, your hands pressing against the muscles of his chest as you leaned into him.

Surprised wasn’t even a word he could use to describe this, he was an old man for fucks sake, not some adolescent boy who couldn’t control his hormones, plus, this was a public space, what the hell were you doi-

His eyes widened suddenly, his internal monologue coming to an abrupt end as he felt your tongue enter his mouth, your arms now wrapping around his back as feeling began to arise inside him with each slow movement of your lips.

He, unknowingly began to close his eyes, his hand going to hold onto your face as he dominated the kiss. Was this your plan all along, to get him like this so you could have your way with him he wondered.

You smiled into the kiss as felt the hand that wasn’t on your face begin to wonder, but then, a gasp escaped you as he gripped your ass, your eyes flying open at the connect, “Wa..ait” you gasped out, moving away from the kiss as you realized how far you too were going, suddenly remembering where you were,

“Why?” he asked, his eyes staring down into yours with deep hunger inside them, “We could be seen, let us go back to our rooms” you whispered, looking up into his eyes,

He seemed reluctant at first, his blood already running hot within him, but he knew you were right, it would be very compromising to be discovered like this, plus, he wanted no one but himself to see you in a state like this, so he knew he had to agree, “Hmm” he said, taking your hand into his and beginning to lead you back into your rooms,

Summary: Being betrothed to a person like Darron was something you never expected, having grown up in a not-so warm environment, it was odd at first to accept his love, but gradually you did, and you were so glad that you were able to be with him.

Warning: fluff, Daeron being inlove, Daeron yapping to reader, hugs, a special gift from Daeron🤭, mention on Daemon, reader only liking Daeron, reader being irritated with the war, and more…

AN: I love the dynamic between the two❤️❤️, some good songs to listen to while readying would be “Too Sweet” by Hozier during your time with Daeron, and “Formula” by Labrinth for that rest🙂‍↕️🌺

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You were indeed satisfied with the outcome.

You see, Daeron was not someone that had much time on his hands. With the task of being a squire for his lord uncle, while also being a prince of the seven kingdoms, AND being in the middle of a war, he grew busier and busier by the day, though throughout all this, he always made sure to aquire some time for you.

We could use now for example.

Two figures sat on a neatly set up bed, the girl sat facing the entrance of the tent, a plate with a large slice of cake nestled on her lap while the boy sat facing her, deep in conversation about a random topic that just happened to come up in his mind.

“Do you think a dragons belly is soft?” He randomly said, watching as you took a bite out of the cake he brought for you, a smile on his face as he could tell you were satisfied with the sweet treat he had gifted you, even though you didn’t show it,

“I mean, you do have a dragon my prince” You responded, ready to take another scoop into your fork,

“Yes, but I barely have time with her these days, my uncle keeps me too busy” he said, a downcast look gracing his face as he thought of his dragon, the beautiful Tessarion, and how much he missed her,

How he wished this war would be done with so he could enjoy the company of both his girls again.

Though he suppose he shouldn’t say that, you wereeee sitting right beside him, but he just wished he could spend more time with you like how he did in Old town.

“Then why not do it during the night, by then most everyone will be asleep,” You said nonchalantly, taking another bite of your cake,

God how much did he bring you??? You’ve been eating this slice for a good 6 minutes now, it’s not like you were complaining though but GOODNESS this was a big slice,

“We could both go if you’d like, I myself am now curious about your inquiry,” A smile immediately rose on his face at your words, “You’d come too??” He questioned, scooting closer to you without thinking. You looked over at his now closer form with a surprised look on your face,

“Ummm yeah…I don’t mind” You could barely form a thought before he quickly pulled you into a hug, your eyes widening as you quickly moved the cake to the side so it wouldn’t get squished,

“My umm prince, to what do I owe this gesture” You questioned, not knowing why he was suddenly so happy, all you said was that you’d accompany him to go see his dragon, what’s the fuss?.

“I am just happy to have you” he responded, a smile on his face as he leaned back and looked into your bewildered eyes, “I’m always thinking of how glad I am that I can spend time with one of my girls” you could feel your ears get hot at his words, what was this?? Why was your heart beating so fast??

“And now both of my girls are going to meet, that fills my heart with such great joy” Ok now you were flustered, you did not know if he was doing it on purpose, but it was DEFINITELY working, “Daeron there’s ummm, no need for all th-” you didn’t get to finish your sentence before you heard a man yell.

“PRINCE DAERON”

Both your heads whipped to the entrances of the tent, you knew exactly who’s voice that was, it was one of Ormunds close soldiers, you did not yet know his name, but you knew he was probably someone of high standing, and that he was someone that did Ormunds bidding.

You knew what that meant, Daeron probably had to go,

“My prince, I think your uncle needs you for something” You looked over at him as you said those words, “I am his squire after all” he joked, looking away from the tent entrance and back at you,

Boy did he love looking at you.

“I know” you responded, placing the plate on the side of your bed and standing up from it, holding your hand out to him as a gesture to get him to stand up too. He smiled as he took it, gracefully rising from his seat on the bed and turning to face you.

“I’ll come back in the night my lady,” he said, “And when everyone sleeps, we will go visit Tessarion,” he smiled as he said those words, he really did love you both, and he was so excited to have you two meet, it was like a dream come true for him,

“I will wait for you my prince,” he heard you say, and his heart giddy at your words, “But I think it’s best if you go to your uncle now, he has probably been looking for you for awhile now”

Daeron didn’t want to go, but he knew you were right, he really didn’t want to have to deal with his uncles temper tantrum today,

“You are right my lady” he nodded at your words, his attention now towards the entrance of the tent, “I shall see you tonight” you said, taking his hand into yours like you had learned from the romance books he had read to you,

Physical touch had usually been something you found taboo, but when it came to Daeron, it was different…it was comforting.

“Yes my lady, I shall see you tonight” at those words, he smiled down at you one more time before beginning to walk towards the entrance of the tent. Your eyes were on his back when he suddenly halted,

A look of confusion graced your face, wondering what had happened, “Dae-” you didn’t have time to finish your sentence as he suddenly turned around, and not even a second later, he was infront of you, and before you could say anything else, he planted a kiss on your cheek…

…..he kissed your cheek

…..

A loud explosion of laughter suddenly exploded from the side of the room, you didn’t even have to look to know who it was, and if it weren’t for what had just happened, you would’ve rolled your eyes at them already,

“I must go now my lady” he said, and without letting you say anything, he rushed out of the tent, a red flush on his face as he realized what he had just done…boy was he lovestruck.

Back to the Tent.

“Why are you two here” She said, looking over at the two ghosts with suspicion in her eyes, now noticing another person among them, “And who the hell is that??”

The last she had saw the two was a couple hours ago when they said they would go visit Rhaenyra, so how did they manage to acquire a new ghost??? The two males looked at each other and then at the newcomer, a boy you realize looked awfully similar to Lucerys.

…..wait, isn’t that?????

“This is my brother Jacerys” Oh boy, now there was two of them….

Ok yeah you know it would probably seem rude to respond in such a way to a situation like this, but the truth was you didn’t really know HOW to react,

The dead never die in your eyes, they just sit in the corner of your tent and tease you whenever Daeron come near, or if not that, they just yap to you or to the other ghosts in the area about whatever, that’s just them, and there’s not much you can do about it.

Might as well welcome him.

The welcome was short, you didn’t have much to say to him really, so it was best not to force it. Sitting on the bed, you picked up a book that had laid abandoned by the side of your bed, half listening as the two other ghosts tried their best to make him feel comfortable, this was an enemy camp after all….

“Oh and by the way, Rheanyra took kings landing”

Seriously, what the fuck????

Your head whipped over to Viserys, your brows furrowing at his statement, “What the hell??? When was this” you asked, a look of bewilderment on your face at this new face as your eyes went from Viserys, to Luke, and then to Jaceyrs, wondering what the hell you missed I’m just a few hours.

“A couple hours ago, and she has also dispatched Daemon to come over here to talk with Ormund”

You immediately shook your head at this, she’s sending DAEMON of all people to come here, that man would burn them all if he had the chance, and boy did this seem like a good chance.

“I’m so done with all this,” the girl bluntly said, “I swear, you Targaryen’s really need some fuckin family counseling, my god” you rolled your eyes as you said this. You were already so sick and tired of this war and it’s annoying consequences, so you cared not for what came out of your mouth in these moments,

All you wanted to do was just sit in your room and enjoy your peace alone, sometimes with Daeron if he was not too busy, but noooooo, everyone wanted to fight over a ugly ass chair that probably hasn’t been washed since it was built,

Though it was annoying for you, you knew that everything was already too far gone, this WAR was already far gone, and the proof was right in front of you…Rheanyra’s two boys were right in-front of you.

This was all too much, “Hey, atleast we’ll have time to warn them before he comes,” you said, standing up from your place on your bed and now walking towards the entrance of the tent,

“About that…..”

You could feel the irritation building up inside you,

“He’s outside isn’t he” she asked in a deadpan tone, looking over at the three ghosts that occupied her tent with a now tired look on her face, and as if the gods were mocking her, she heard the loud screech of a creature nearing her camp,

Summary: Being betrothed to a person like Darron was something you never expected, having grown up in a not-so warm environment, it was odd at first to accept his love, but gradually you did, and you were so glad that you were able to be with him.

Warning: fluff, Daeron being protective, reader wondering off with certain persons, reader getting teased, and lots of hugs😊

AN: For better enjoyment, listen to “Desperado” By Rihanna, and “Infinity” by Jaymes Young. ENJOYYY🌺🌺

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Quiet, that's the word many used to describe you.

You were the type of person that would stay silent during meetings, the type to stand in the corner during parties while everyone else drank and dance like fools, you had not many friends, save your maid, but that could barely count as a friendship, and was the type that unless to her betrothed, or unless important, would speak only when spoken to.

It had gotten to the point where others would forget you were even in the room to begin with, but to you, that was good,

That’s how you wanted it to be.

That was you.

Many tried hard to figure you out, I mean who wouldn’t,

You were the betrothed wife to the prince Daeron Targaryen, the third born son of the late King Viserys and brother of the King Aegon Targaryen. And though while possessing great beauty, came from a house not many had ever heard of before, so yes, you were a mystery, a mystery that many PINE at to try and uncover.

The reason for your behavior wasn’t one linked to anything others had gossiped about. No, you didn’t have developmental issues, no you didn’t have your tongue ripped out as a babe, and NO you did not trade your tongue to a witch for good fortune.

Though those reasons were far from truthful, the real reason would seem even more like a lie. It was so unbelievable that even though you would like to, you’ve never told anyone else,

The reason was…You could see ghosts.

Present day:

You loved taking walks, sometimes by yourself, and sometimes with your Daeron. When you walked by yourself, you were always free to talk to the spirits that INSIST on following you around, and when you walked with Daeron, you felt as though you were free from the world, and you loved that, it was like a win-win situation to you.

For example now, you had decided to go on a walk outside of the camp your Betrothed’s uncle had set up, the bustling of men and the talking of the spirits was NOT a good match and you found that out very quick,

“Why are men always so loud” you said outside, slowly treading through the lush forest, your skirt in your hand as you tried your best to keep it from getting dirty,

“They’re so lucky my mothers army isn’t here, they would’ve been dealt with so quickly” one ghost said, walking beside you as he admired the green of the forest, “You know it” you whispered back, minding the ground as to not trip and fall over anything,

There was a peaceful moment of quiet at your words, but then it was broken.

“I can’t believe all this has happened” one said, a mysterious look on his face as he turned back to look into the direction of the camp,

“This is not what I intended” you knew exactly what he meant, he had told you of how before he died, he had hazily mentioned something about Aegon to his Lady Wife, and she, thinking he was talking about HER son Aegon had convinced the council to turn cloak on the original heir Rhaenyra and anoint Aegon as the king,

…..They really had some family issues.

“But it’s what happened, no use sapping about it now” The girl bluntly stated back, not caring that she was talking to the former king in such a informal manner “You Targaryens need to start making different names” she said, looking over at Viserys and shaking her head at him,

“I mean, look at Lucerys,” the boy looked over at the mention of his name,

“I bet you nobody has ever had that name before, let Aegon had been named something like ‘Andy’ and this all probably wouldn’t have happened” Viserys let out a tired sigh at your words, he knew, though he didn’t want to that you were right, this whole turn of events was too much for him, how he wished he could help stop this war, but it was too far gone now,

There was too much blood spilt.

Looking over at his grandson, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt and sadness flush over him, the boy was only but four and ten, he was supposed to be well and living happily with his mother and his betrothed, but here he was, dead, and on the other side of the oceans while his mother grieves him,

This was no fate for a boy.

Sensing the atmosphere getting heavier, Lucerys decided to step in, going over to comfort his grandsire, “I know you are upset grandsire, but this is not all your fault” The man looked up at those words, his eyes filled with unshed tears,

“He’s right, this war was bound to happen either way, doesn’t help to beat yourself up about it” you said, using your best words to try and stop the saddening scene.

“You could’ve named him Barthalamew and this still would’ve happened” there was a moment of silence, the only sound being your shoes crunching against the leaved on the ground, then came giggling,

“Hehe, Bartholomew Targaryen” both males started laughing at that, the heavy atmosphere from earlier gone in a flash as they both dunked over laughing, you too letting out small laughs at your own words,

You weren’t very used to consoling people, having been raised in a cold environment and all, but due to Daeron and his many visits to you before bed, you’ve developed a little bit of warmth in you, so whenever you’d feel like a situation is going downhill, you’d use what Daeron had taught you,

Speaking of Daeron.

“MY LADY” You heard a voice loudy shout. Looking over at the two ghosts, your eyebrow cocked as you recognized the voice, “MY LADY WHERE ARE YOU” Your head immediately whipped around to the voice,

“Isn’t that Daeron” Luke asked his eyes following yours as you both looked towards the location of the voice, “I think so, I wonder why he’s out here” you said, looking back at the two with a curious look on your face,

“Well, you are on in the middle of the forest while an active war is going on,” Luke said, putting the puzzles together for you, “he’s probably worried” said Viserys nodding his head as the voice grew closer and closer,

“MY LADY ARE YOU HERE” you could hear the fright in his voice, poor guy probably thought something happened to you. Not wanting him to be upset, you quickly answered him,

“DAERON, IM HERE” You immediately heard the stomping of leaves and cracking of branches get closer and closer, his figure slowly starting to become visible, “Seven hells he’s fast” Luke said, an impressed look on his face as he watched Daeron trek across the forest to you,

“And he’s inlove too” Viserys whispered, almost laughing as he watched his lovestruck son finally reach you, a relieved but still frightened look on his face as he stood infront of you,

“You mustn’t leave like that my lady” Daeron said, and before you could say a word of reply, he pulled you into a hug, your eyes widening as you felt his arms around you,

“I was so worried” he said, his brows furrowing as he remembered the thoughts that had went through his head when he found you gone, he never wanted that to happen again.

“Ummmm,” turning your head to the side while on his chest, looking over at the two laughing/spectating ghosts with an unknown look in your eye, a prideful look on Visery’s face as he watched you be squished by your husband,

“THATS MY BOY” he shouted, he and Luke cracking up at the sight, “Don’t do that again ok” Daeron said, leaning back as he took your face into his hands, looking you in the eyes as he talked,

“You are too important to me”

You could feel yourself getting flushed at his words, not just because of the tenderness of them, but because there were TWO other people just standing there listening like a bunch of fangirls, “Why’re they still hereee” you whined to yourself, feeling your ears get hot at the situation,

“Uhhh, yeah, I’ll make sure to um, tell you when I’m going out” you managed to say, averting your eyes from his kind ones as you tried to avoid the two cackling ghosts that spectated the whole thing, boyyy were you gonna deal with them later, but for now, you just had to deal with it,

“It’s ok” he said, once again pulling you closer to him, “I just love you so much” uhhhhhhggggg why’d he have to say thattttt, the two ghosts could feel their sides hurting from laughter as they watched it all unfold,

You once again turned your head to face them, widening your eyes as a warning for them to stop, but that didn’t seem to work as they both began to act out even more, “He’s so passionate, why not give the boy a kiss” Luke joked, making kissey noises as you rolled your eyes at him,

“I’ll deal with you two later” you mouthed, letting out a huff as you felt the hand of your betrothed comfortably rub up and down at your back, whether it was for his comfort or for yours was a total mystery, but hey, you weren’t complaining,

You just wished you didn’t have two nosey ghosts watching the whole thing.

“Should we head back to camp my prince” You asked, not wanting to give the two any more shows, while also wondering if it such a good idea for both you guys to be gone at the same time, everyone might start to worry,

“We should, I was bringing you some cake when I found out you were missing, it’s still there waiting for you” Your eyes brightened up at his words, knowing Daeron, he DEFINITELY got your favorite flavor, and it was just there waiting for you…..

“We go now” Daeron laughed at your enthusiasm, he loved this about you,

Though you rarely smiled, or even react to certain things, he still liked how he could bring out joy in you, that was something he was very proud of.

The walk back to camp was very peaceful, well to Daeron of course, because unlike you, he didn’t have two ghosts talking in his ear nor did he have a fourteen year old boy teasing him about kissing and whatnot,

Maekar didn’t know where he got such a bride from. Having been widowed for so long, the king, along with his brother counciled him into taking a new wife, saying it was for the good of the children, and for the hope of continuing the Targaryen line.

Though reluctant at first, he thought of the advantages. Excluding Daeron and Aerion, his babes were still so young, they would need a mother figure in their lives, and like how he has already fathered six children, there would be no pressure for more,

It might not be a bad idea he thought.

Keyword, thought.

“My lord husband, allow me to pick out your attire for the day” You said, eyes gleaming as you watched your husband like a hawk, feasting on the sight of half dressed figure. Maekar, feeling your eyes on his body rolled his eyes at your words,

“No” he grumbled out, picking up a black top that matched the back bottoms he was wearing, “But I’m wearing blue and silver today, we should match at least a little” you whined, the thought of wearing the same colors as your lord husband floating in your romance stricken head,

“No” he said once again, earning a loud groan from you,

“But come onnn, we’re going to a dinner with your brother and the rest of the family, can’t you allow me this one courtesy” Maekar wanted to roll his eyes again at your words, just the thought of having to be with his WHOLE family already causing him great irritation.

“If I do then you’ll make a habit of it, next thing I know you’ll have me walking around summer hall wearing the fucking rainbow on my shirt” You were stunned to silence at his words, scratching your head as you took in what he just said,

“Rainbow fabric exists?” You asked, an excited look appearing on your face, “Oh my fucking god” You almost bursted out cackling at his reaction, boy did you love the reactions you managed to get out of him,

“My love, you know I’d NEVER do that” You teased, moving to stand up from your place on the bed. “Yes you would,” Maekar retorted, his back turned to you as he adjusted the red sash over his shoulders and the dagger on the side of his belt,

“hmmmm, no I wouldn’t” Maekar, hearing the voice of his wife now closer than before turned around, his brow raising as he took in the sight of his wife standing mere inches away from him, her hands already reaching up and touching the embroidery of his top,

“You Targaryens really know how to dress” she said, fingers brushing against the collar of her husbands top, then going down towards his chest, taking a moment to rest her hands there,

“I’m so glad to have you as my husband” Maekar’s eyes softened at those words. You were always one to spontaneous actions and words, you’d randomly begin to profess your love for him whenever you felt, or you’d pull him into a corner at any moment to get a quick peck,

And let’s not even begin on how you acted with his children.

Maekar remembered the time when you had a whole “fashion show” with both Aegon and little Rhea as your judges, having bribed both children with the promise of candy and chocolate cake, you modeled your various dresses for them, the giggles of both children having drew attention of the suspicious Maekar who was wondering where his children and wife had disappeared to,

He had walked in on you mid showing, your back turned to him as you showed both children your gold and red dress, “What do you think little babes, does this dress give serious and royal vibes” Maekar watched as Aegon nodded his head in agreement, the toddler in his lap looking up at her brother and too nodding along,

“Awwwww, thank you guyysss”

The memory almost caused a smile to grace his face, but he quickly snapped out of it as he realized something, “I’m still not letting you dress me” you let out a loud groan at that, rolling your eyes as you moved away, a look of defeat on your face,

“Why was this man so stubborn” you thought, looking back at him with a sad look in your eyes, hoping that would sway him.

“I have six children my lady, those eyes won’t work on me” you let out a tsk at the other failed attempt, side eyeing him as you began walking away,

“Wait,” you stopped at his words, looking back at him with curiosity, “perhaps…I shall wear a silver belt for today” your eyes widened at his words, you were wearing a silver chain belt on your dress, along with many rings and necklaces of that same color, so by him wearing a belt of that same color you were “technically” matching,

…..

Maekar almost flinched as he heard you let out a loud squeal, his eyes widening as you magically appeared infront of him, your arms quickly wrapping around his shoulders as eagerly you jumped ontop of him,

“I KNEW YOUD AGREE” And before the man could say anything more, you began to pepper kissed all over his face, soft laughs escaping you as you FINALLY managed to get your way, the man could only roll his eyes as you did this, his arms wrapping around you and keeping you from slipping off of him,

“Yes yes,” A kiss interrupted his words, but then the lips went into his cheeks in the blink of an eye “you got your way” He finished, not bothering to try and stop you and your burst of energy, the happiness you were experiencing still overflowing your body,

You were someone that always found the love and peace in everything, whenever you had a bad day, you’d just brush it off and dream of a better tomorrow, Onyankopon doesn’t know how you did it, and that’s why you were going to teach him one of your methods now.

“Just move with the Rhythm baby” he heard you say, your soft but raspy voice helping with setting the mood as you danced pressed against him, a soft reggae song playing in the background,

“But I love youuuu, in every wayyyy” this was one of your favorite songs, it never failed to comfort you, no matter what type of day you were having, and the fact that you were able to experience it with Onyankopon filled your heart with nothing but happiness and joy.

You really loved your boyfriend.

“I can feel it now” he mumbled, a small smile on his face as an orange glow of the LED’s filled the room, “This is really comforting” he said, letting out a breath as he held you closer, taking the lead and moving you along with the beat of the song,

You began to hum along with the song, your head on Onyankopon’s chest as you listened to his calming heartbeat, “We can do this more if you’d like” you whispered out, looking up at Ony in hope, you really liked the closeness, you wouldn’t mind doing this every night if made possible,

“Yeah..I’d love that,” he said, leaning down and giving you a soft kiss on the lips, then with a soft smile leaning up and giving you one on the forehead,

“I love you” he stated, looking into your eyes so you could see the truthfulness in his words, “Forever and ever” the tenderness in his voice proof that of how he himself was now afflicted by the soothing effects of the environment around him,

Summary: House Parosi was an unknown house. One that stood side by side with the power and strength of the Starks, but not the popularity, was where you came from. Your house had managed to stay out of trouble for generations, but what happens when the King of the North and his men appear on your doorstep, telling you and your brother of the upcoming war and asking for the help of your house house.

An: Dune x GOT crossover, IS THIS HEAVENNNN. AHEMMMMMM, if y’all would like, a good song to listen to while reading would be “David” by Célia and “Goosebumps” by Travis Scott😊🌺

Third person POV:

Two figures stood outside a castle, one female and one male. While they stood, horses rode up to their gates, their hooves clobbering on the stone paths with each heavy step, and on their backs, many men, their faces serious and their postures alert, it was as if they were waiting for something to jump out of hiding and attack them.

Y/n didn’t seem to care though, her eyes trained on what looked like the leader of the group. She couldn’t help but raise her brow as the men came more into view,

“Brother, that red haired one is quite handsome” She said whispered, looking over to her brother as to take in his expression. Nolan glanced over at the red head, silently taking in the appearance and body language of said man,

His face remained expressionless, it took a full five seconds before he even responded back, “Do you want him?” He asked stoically, his eyes now also trained on the red haired rider who was getting even closer to the threshold of their castle walls,

“Hmmmm” she hummed, “We can see about that” As soon as those words left her mouth, the entourage arrived, dozens of horses filling through the gate, all following one man. The one she had set her eyes on.

“Not only handsome…but he commanding as well, I like this one” she thought to herself a smile on her face as she watched him get off his horse, some of his men following in his stead while some kept on their horses,

“My lord, my lady, it is an honor to meet you” He said, his eyes assessing the two siblings infront of him,

“My name is Robb….Robb Stark” The two looked at him, taking in his introduction as a moment of silence washed over them as they stood there, the two not yet responding to anything he had said,

The woman then looked over at her brother, then looked at the man in front of her, then back to her brother, it was as if they were having a conversation in their minds,

Robb stood there confused, momentarily looking back at his men who had started to dismount from their horses, the odd behavior of the siblings drawing their suspicions,

A smile suddenly grew on the woman’s face as her brother gave her a nod, and before Robb could blink, she had already began walking closer towards him.

Instinctively, Robb and his men brought their hands to the hilt of their swords, their eyes trailing her as she now stood infront of the young wolf,

Her eyes looked him up and down before an even bigger smile appeared on her face. Yes…she definitely liked what she saw. “I’d like to welcome you to our estate” she said softly, her eyes finding his as she held eye contact,

“My name is Y/N,” Robb heard her say, his eyes trained on her beautiful ones as she introduced herself, “And that over there is my brother…Nolan,” Robb looked over at the man, his mysterious aura and quiet stature capturing the attention of both him and his men,

While they trained their eyes on him, Nolan kept a close eye on y/n. Silent and authoritative, as if he was anticipating that something would happen, or maybe something that she would do.

“Do not mind him, he’s a bit shy when it comes to guests” Y/N joked, taking the opportunity to glance behind Robb’s back and taking a look at his men, then looking back at Robb,

“It is quite cold out my lord, would you like to continue inside?” She asked, her head nodded as she said those words, she liked how far she had gotten with this conversation, it wasn’t everyday that she got to talk to anyone outside of her brother and the maids of their manors, but with the maids it was slightly awkward, so for this she was very glad.

“We’d greatly appreciate that my lady,” Robb said quickly, his mind steadfast on remembering the reason as to why he was here, and he was glad for the lack of unnecessary small talk,

Looking back to his men, he motioned for them to follow, then as soon as he turned back around, she was already walking away, the jewelry around the waist of her dress making soft chiming sounds with each step, a peculiarity that Robb noticed,

This was definitely an odd family, that was what was going through Robb’s head as he and his men followed behind the women and her brother, their beings not at all affected nor concerned about the fact that a whole militia stood just outside their castle walls, and nor were they the least bit hesitant to let them inside their homes,

This was too good to be true, there has to be something going on here.

A couple minutes later:

They all had arrived in what looked like a council room, and the room was quite a sight indeed, with paintings on the walls, a tall statue in the back corner, and a blue hue shadowing the room from the stained glass windows that was embalmed with the houses sigil, the room looked like the embodiment of elegance and beauty.

“Take a seat” Nolan finally spoke up, walking over to the seat at the head of the table, y/n walking over to the corner as he did so.

Robb, who hasn’t heard the man’s voice since his arrival didn’t really expect the sound, his eyes now fixed on the expressionless Nolan as he found a seat at the other head of the table, his generals and soldiers finding seats wherever they wanted at the table, some left standing as there wasn’t enough seats for everyone.

“So…may I ask the nature of this visit, it is not very frequent people find themselves on our lands” Nolan asked, his eyes locked in on Robb. Robb wasted no time, his hands now on the table as he began talking,

“There is a war coming” both siblings raised their brow at this, “My father, the Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell… was wrongly executed,” The room instantly grew stark cold at those words, a moment of silence passing.

Y/N slowly began walking over to where her brother was seated, now standing against the wall right behind his chair, her arms folded as she listened to him continue on.

“And the people who has done this now have my sister’s hostage,” Robb could feel himself getting agitated as he uttered those words, the verbal reminder that his sisters were right in the enemy’s palms paining him deep inside, not just as a leader, but as their elder brother,

But he had to quickly remind himself that he was on a mission, he needed the men, and he needed the help for what he was about to do.

“We plan to marching on Kingslanding and take the head of that Bastard of a king,” Robb said, staring right into Nolan’s eyes as he said those words.

“But to do that…I’m going to need more men” immediately, a switch went off in Y/N’s head, she knew where this was leading to.

“So that’s why he’s here” the girl thought to herself, pushing herself off the wall as she walked next to where her brother was seated, a hand on the top of the chair as she continued to listen closely,

“I’ve come to ask for your aid in this mission” Y/N looked down at her brother as Robb said this, watching as everything began to click in his head. “You want my men?” Nolan asked, his fingers tapping on the arm rest as he listened for an answer.

“It would benefit us greatly to have as much soldiers and troops as possible,” Robb stated, looking over at his generals as they nodded along with his words.

The young wolf then look back at Nolan, who was looking up at his sister, another silent conversation at play as the two staring at each other for a good five seconds before looking back at Robb,

“Yes, it would benefit you to have as much man as possible,” Robb let out a breathe at those words, feeling as though he had finally reached somewhere,

“But why should I help you”

The room instantly went silent at Nolan’s words, the men all looking at Robb as they awaited his response. Before he could talk again, the only lady in the room spoke up.

“Though we understand why you need to do this, why should we sacrifice our men for your own personal goals” Y/N said, now drawing attention to herself, all eyes now on her. She didn’t care much for the stares, she had to get her point across to the men in the room.

“Our men are very precious to us, every life both in and out of our walls are valuable,..so why should we give them to you.” Nolan added, both siblings now looking at Robb as they awaited his rebuttal.

“There is now a tyrant on the Iron Throne” Robb stated, a focused look on his face as he continued speaking, “What do you think he will do to the houses of the north now that he’s killed one of the most powerful lords of the Northern region” The men in the room began to make sounds of approval,

Y/N was getting his tactic, “And say me and my men march on Kings-landing and win...what should we do to you, knowing that you rejected our proclamation of aid” Now everyone was looking at the two siblings.

They all knew what Robb meant by that, he was indirectly telling them that if they did not help, their house would be torn down either way, and to anyone, just that thought alone would have them scared out of their wits,

It’s a good thing that they weren’t just anyone, and boy were the men in the room about to realize this.

“Khala-kithan khor-ka i-tash-they threaten us brother” The woman stated, her eyes now sharp as she looked straight ahead at Robb, then back at at her brother “I know” Nolan repeated, not caring for the puzzled glances being thrown their way,

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were threatening us” Nolan stated, leaning back in his seat as he took in everyone in the room, assessing their looks, builds, and auras. “That depends” Robb says, tapping his fingers against the table,

“On what,” Nolan replied, now turning his gaze back on Robb, his brow raising in curiosity at the determined look on Robb’s face,

“Do you know better” Another wave of silence hit the room, everyone in the room anticipating the response of the lord sitting at the end of the table, though, it wasn’t one they were expecting.

Nolan shook his head at that answer, taking a few seconds before leaning on the side of the chair with a hand covering his mouth as he looked over at where his sister once stood, his eyes assessing her.

“You have about five seconds” Nolan said, grabbing the glass of water from the table as he waited for everything to unfold, “What?” Robb said, him and his men tensing up at the foreboding words,

“You come into OUR house, and you dare threaten us”Everyone’s, except for Nolan’s gaze snapped to the lady, watching as she slowly began to walk towards Robb, an unknown look in her eyes,

“be calm sister, he doesn’t know better” Nolan mumbled out, noticing the tension in the room as his sister brought herself closer and closer to where Robb sat, though she didn’t take heed to his words,

“He will learn” As soon as she said those words, everyone in the room stood up, drawing their swords as she now stood in-front of the still sitting Robb,

She tilted her head at this, they came into HER house, demanded men from her house, threatened Nolan when he refused, and now they draw a sword to her, they were as brazen as they were foolish.

“Tell your men to lower their swords” She said to Robb, now standing mere inches away from him. Robb stood up, his taller frame towering over here as he stood there, an aura of authority surrounding him,

“You’d do best to listen to her” Nolan stated, still seated and not at all affected by the tension in the room it seems, though Robb felt that was odd to him, if it were his sister in a position like this he’d be more on the edge than it seems like Nolan was,

“Or not it’s really up to you” The woman joked, once again looking Robb up and down now that they were in such close proximity. “My men will do no such thing” he said,

“stubborn boy” Nolan mumbled, though it seems to be loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, and it seems like they had quite a few thoughts about his choice of words,

“Our leader is no BOY” one man said, the others around him making sounds of agreement, their swords drawn as they readied themselves to protect the honor of their leader,

“He is the King of the North” another soldier said, the room now getting even more rowdy, the men that stood in the corners now itching closer and closer,

“Tell then to calm down or there will be consequences” The woman said, sensing the vibe of the room and knowing that the men were riled up, “I take no orders from you,” the young wolf said, his eyes staring down into hers, “or any other man” his gaze went over to the still seated Nolan as he said that, the man in question raising his arms in mock surrender at the stare,

“Ok then, so be it” She said, looking over at the battle hungry men behind Robb, their postures ready to strike at any moment, “I did try to warn you” Robb heard Nolan say, the calmness in his voice unsettling Robb to the core, but before he could react, his body went stiff,

“SIT DOWN” An force suddenly overtook everyone in the room, their eyes widening as their heart began to beat fast, the lack of control of their bodies causing panic to start to rise in them,

“You come into our house and dare to draw arms against us” She said, along with what sounded like multiple other voices, “I should slice your neck open right now” the voices said, her hand grabbing his hair and tugging his head back,

Everyone sat silently as this all happened, their bodies immobile and unable to even an inch as they watched the woman do as she pleased. “Tell me..Robb, one reason I should not kill you and all your men in this room” she said, her voice now back to normal, her hands now gripping his cheeks as she forced him to look up at her,

“I ha..ve no reason” he managed to say.

The woman paused at his words, shouldn’t he be pleading for his life right now, what was he saying?? “You do not plead for your life, why” The woman asked, her head tilted at the unfamiliar happening infront of her,

“A king never pleads” For the first time in a long time, something magnificent had happened, this was something that had never happened before in all the nineteen years she has been alive…..she was shocked.

Looking down into his eyes, she tilted her head as she spent the few seconds looking for the slightest hint of fear or vulnerability in his eyes.

There was none.

Her hands left his face slowly, taking a step back as she acknowledged everything that had just happened, and it wasn’t long before a smile broke on her face, her earlier frightening mood gone in an instant, turning to face the still immobilized soldiers, she gave them a quick command,

“SLEEP” She said, and immediately, they all fell into a deep slumber, their bodies weak to the spell her voice had casted on them. Robb could feel himself getting restless, the feeling of vulnerability being both new and frightening to him,

“Nolan, did I do good?” She said, letting out a chuckle as she walked away from Robb to the direction of where her brother was, a hop in her step as she crossed through around the room,

“Yeah, you scared them out of their wits though” he said back, “But I definitely got their attention,” the sister said, stealing the glass of wine from her brothers hand and taking it for herself,

“You seem to have gotten more than that” he replied, seemingly forgetting about the man sitting at the edge of the table, right in time for him to start talking,

“What is going on here???” Both siblings looked at each other, then looked at Robb, Y/N scratching her head as she tried to find words for him,

“Well you seeeee, we had read a book on how to talk with people about army’s and stuff and I used it as reference” she said proudly, her hand on her brothers shoulder as she talked, “Oh, do forgive me for what I did to your men….couldn’t have them attacking us now could we” she said, shrugging her shoulders as if what she had did was nothing big,

“How did you do that?” Robb asked, his mind still frantic, the lack of concern in the room starting to get to him, adding to the fact that he couldn’t move, AND his men were in what he thinks is a deep like trance,

“Do not worry about that right now, just listen closely to what I am about to say” As the woman spoke this, Nolan silently stood up from the chair, making room as he let his sister take his place at the head of the table,

“We will lend you our men” Robb paused at her words, wasn’t all this because they DIDNT want to give them his men, what the in seven hells was going on right now,

“I know what you’re probably thinking, but just know that we have their best interest at heart, so we cannot give them up to the first man that asks” he heard her say, “Lives are meant to be lived, and if our men are to give theirs up, we have to ensure it is for good reason”

Imagine:

Physical affection was never really a thing you considered a necessity in dating, you’d always thought that just a quick peck on the cheek or a simple side hug before leaving for work would be enough. Though it seems Jack doesn’t have that same mindset as you.

“Abby, baby, I have to go” You said out loud, looking down at your wrist to check the time.“No, you have to give me a kiss before you go” he said, a firmness in his tone as he stood his ground.

“I understand that…but do you have to hold me up in the air to do that” You said in a deadpan tone, looking down at his arms that were wrapped around your stomach that held you in the air,

You had tried to leave for work while he was still in the bathroom getting ready, and thinking he wouldn’t have any time for anything extra, you began to get ready to depart. but you barely got to reach the door before he had ambushed you,

“how tf did he even do this” you questioned yourself, but you barely got time to continue thinking before he answered,

“I love holding you like this…and from how you reacted last night, I think you like it too”

Summary: Vahnya Targaryen, 5th born child of Viserys Targaryen really was a mystery, like her elder sister Helena, she spoke in riddles, only her riddles made you stop to think. She has seen how this all would unfold, she knew there would be an inevitable war coming, being born in this family really was a gift, but also a curse in so many ways. Maybe she can make some good out of this.

AN: I’m a really big fan of HOTD, if you guys like it, I’ll write a time skip chapter two😊 and as always, if you want to set the mood for this chapter, listen to “Skyfall” by Adele andddd or “Master of None” by beach house. I hope yall enjoy😊

Third person POV:

Sharp brown eyes watched as everything unfolded, a conflicted expression on her face as she watched the scene play out in front of her, why did they have to do this.

A little while ago:

Vahnya had woken up from her slumber with a jolt, her hands trembling unknown anxiety and the feeling that something had happened….something serious, something so serious that she needed to attend to it right away,

She got up out of her bed and quickly dressed herself, not even caring to call one of her maids to do it, she had no time to, she had to do something, she didn’t know what, but she just had to and she had to do it now.

Grabbing the candle from the bedside table, she then walked towards the door, slowly opening it and sticking her head outside to take a peek, “Nobody here” she thought to herself,

Some would think that maybeeee it wasn’t a good idea to leave a six year old princess in a room by herself without any guards nearby, though it seems nobody was thinking at all.

Taking the opportunity, she quickly snuck out of the room, her instincts leading the way as she continued walking, “Rhaenyra…I have to find her” though she didn’t know why, but she knew she had to.

It only took a few minutes before she was out of the castle in general, her bare feet mixing with the wet sand of the beachside as she continued walking, “Rhaenyra?” she said out loud, her instincts for some reason telling her that her sister was near,

“Rhaenyra, are you here” Her quiet voice said, her small hands pulling her cloak closer to herself as the night chill started getting to her. As she looked up from her cloak, she was greeted by a sight of two figures standing farther down on the shore,

“Maybe she’s there too” the six year old thought to herself, and without giving it a second thought, she began walking towards them.

“Elder sister, is that you” Vahnya said, her small form getting closer and closer to the two people, a feeling of relief spreading through her as she spotted familiar white hair on the two figures,

“It’s her” she said to herself, a pep in her step as she got closer and closer.

Damon was the first person to spot her, his brow raising in curiosity as the child’s form became more noticeable in the moonlight, he couldn’t tell who it was, but from the silhouette, they seemed very small,

“Who is that?” He said, gaining Rhaenyra’s attention completely, her heart skipping a beat as she remembered what she had just done and without looking at the person, she quickly began to brush herself off, fixing her hair and what not to try and look as presentable as possible to the incoming unexpected visitor.

When she felt she was presentable enough, she too turned around, her eyes looking down at the small figure, her brow furrowing in confusion as the girl now stood a few feet infront of both her and Damon,

“Hello” They heard the little princess say, both of Rhaenyra and Damon looking at each other in silent question then back down at the small girl infront of them,

“Hello..little princess..?” Damon said, his voice full of question on why she was there in the first place, Vahnya looked at him for a second, then without saying a word, looked at over at sister,

“Taking what is not yours…will forever haunt you” she said quietly, staring into the eyes of Rhaenyra, her left one to be exact, she didn’t small talk, she just went right into it.

“What?” Rhaenyra asked, a feeling of unease now sneaking up on her, “What really started it…?” Vahnya said, the wind suddenly picking up as it began softly blowing against her small body, almost as though it was whispering something to her.

Damon looked at this all unfold, his hand brushing the hilt of his sword on instinct as he too began to feel the rising tension, it was almost like something was about to happen…maybe it already has….

“A tale was told, but by who…the ones who know what really happened have no mouth to speak it…and even if did…would it be trusted?” A single tear ran down Vahnya’s cheek as she said those words, a look of pure desperation on her face as she suddenly looked to the sky’s.

Both Rhaenyra and Damon stayed silent, their eyes trained on the smaller figure of the princess as she suddenly stilled, her breath hitching as something came over her, her mouth opening as she let out a whisper,

“You must go to your sons…” Rhaenyra’s eyes widened at that statement, her heart dropping at the mention of her boys, “My sons??” She asked, unknowingly stepping closer to the little princess, Damon included.

“He has taken what was not his, and now, there is to be a debt” Vahnya had no control over what she was saying right now, her mouth moving on impulse, “Go to your boys now,” she said, turning her back to the two as she began to walk back to where she came from,

“Before it is too late” she whispered under her breath, her tiny form disappearing into the night. It was almost as though she was never there in the first place.

NOW:

The view in front of Vahnya was a chaotic one, her brother was in a screaming match with her nephews, one side screaming about a stolen dragon, one side talking about getting attacked, one side talking about defending Jacaerys, her mother joining in in favor of her son, and it really was all too much.

“A dragon for an eye, but what is the real price”? She said quietly from her place beside Aemonds her eyes looking from Aemond to her nephews to her father and lastly to Rhaenyra,

“Children brought into wars that have nothing to do with them” she said, her eyes suddenly darting over to the quiet Aegon that stood in the corner watching everything unfold,

“A son for a son” she whispered, her eyes widening in horror as a those words escaped her mouth, they had no idea what they’d just done,

“Rhaenyra,” she said out loud, her eyes looking for her sister, who was too busy tending to her children, her rigid form kneeling down to hear what her sons were saying, and it must had been shocking because she immediately stood up, her body facing the side where Vahnya, Viserys and her mother were standing,

Viserys began talking, “Aemond, I will have the truth of what happened” he said, walking closer to the wounded boy, “Now” just from the tone of his voice, it sounded less like a worried father, and to Vahnya, more like a man trying to piece a tale together,

Alicent began to talk, defending her son and pointing the accusing finger back at Rhaenyra and her children, “This is something deeper” Vahnya thought, looking between her mother and Rhaenyra,

As Vahnya was in her thoughts, the argument went on, “It was my sons who were attacked, and forced to defend themselves” Rhaenyra said, her eyes unwavering as she stood her ground,

“Vile insults were levied at them” immediately that caught Vahnyas attention, her eyes now looking over at her nephews,

“What insults” Viserys asked, looking straight at Rhaenyra, “You know what” Vahnya whispered without missing a beat, taking her eyes off her nephews and now facing her father, she watched her fathers reaction for the next words her sister said,

“The legitimacy of my sons birth was put loudly to question” as Rhaenyra said this, Viserys had a shocked look on his face, “He called us bastards” the elder prince spoke, looking up at his mother as he said those words, Vahnya in turn looked over at her mother, rolling her eyes as she caught the downcast look in her mothers eyes,

“A wind will always spread seeds, be it seeds of weeds or seeds of wheat” Vahnya said in a mocking tone, walking more to the side and into the crowd, her smaller form and quiet demeanor causing her to blend in perfectly with the crowd.

Nobody seemed to notice her disappearance, their attention now on the two women talking, but to Vahnya, it began to get annoying after a point, she felt like she could fall asleep at any moment, and she almost did, if it weren’t for a single phrase her mother spoke,

“That is insufficient” A foreboding feeling slowly began to overtake her, her small feet unconsciously taking her more to the front so she could gain a better look of the situation,

“Aemond has been damaged permanently my king good will cannot make him whole” Alicent pleaded, her voice cracking slightly as the words came out of her mouth. “I know Alicent,” Viserys said, “Do you really” Vahnya retorted quietly, the whole ordeal wearing her out completely, and she wanted nothing more than to just head back to bed now.

The back and forth went on for a short period, everyone listening intently as the queen expressed how she feels that she is owed one of Rheanyra’s sons eyes in return for the one her own had lost, and while all this was happening, Vahnya found a piece of chicken to munch on while she watched it unfold.

After a while, it seemed like the whole ordeal was coming to an end, Viserys had said his peace and forbade anyone from speaking about the parentage of the Velaryon boys. Alicent looked down in defeat as all this happened, a million thoughts swarming in her head but none finding the courage to escape her mouth…

“Thank you father” Vahnya almost laughed as she heard her sister say that, “Now why would she say that” Vahnya said to herself, shaking her head in disbelief as she knew or more like had a feeling on what was coming.

Though it might sound like a tone of gratitude to the outside perspective, to those who REALLY knew Rheanyra, you’d know that it was a one of triumph, like a little kid who won an argument and had the support of the adults around them, though it seems that only Vahnya and Alicent caught onto it.

“Don’t do it” Vahnya said as she watched her mother, stepping a bit closer to where her sister was knelt at as she caught the look on her mothers face

“Stand up Rheanyra” she said, her eyes still on her mother, and a good thing she was, because not even two seconds later, her mother grabbed the blade from the waistband of her fathers pants, her eyes frantic as she turned around to face Rheanyra,

“GET UP NOW RHAENYRA” Vahnya shouted, gathering the attention of Rhaenyra and the others around them as Alicent began to charge at them, blade high in the air as she sought out the two Velaryon boys, not caring for anyone in her path,

Just in time, Rhaenyra spun around, her body moving on the instinct to protect her children as she hurriedly grabbed Alicent, swiftly her in her tracks without missing a beat, her eyes staring into the rear filled orbs of the queen, her once bestest of friends now turned foes

While the two were having a glaring match, everyone around them was in disarray, the guards were scrambling around, their objectives split between protecting the king, and dealing with the two women who looked like they wanted to kill each other,

“More like kiss each other” Vahnya thought to herself, seeing the unspoken tension between her mother and Rheanyra, though before she could see more, she was bumped out of the way by one of the knights, her body now forced to take cover where Rhaenyra’s boys were,

“Well this is awkward” She thought to herself, but deciding not to dwell on the placements too much, there were more pressing matters afoot,

“Where is duty, where is sacrifice, it’s trampled under your pretty foot again” Vahnya squinted her eyes at her mother at that statement, observing the body language of the two women, she really felt like it was something deeper going on here, but she couldn’t place her finger on it.

While Vahnya was lost in her thoughts, the quarrel continued, both sides speaking and trying to stake their claims on who is right and who is wrong,

“But now they see you as you are” Vahnya’s attention was immediately grabbed by that statement, her mouth opening as she started to say something,

“Mothe-” she was cut off by a sharp slice, the sound ringing through the air as both parties jumped back, a moment of silence floating through the room as everyone took in what had just happened…

Alicent stabbed Rheanyra, her mother sliced open the palm of the heir to the Iron Throne…The Queen has just assaulted the Princess.

….

Alicent let the blade fall out of her hands, her brain now catching on to what she just did as she watched the blood run down the palm of Rheanyra’s hand, a look of regret and sadness in her eyes as she looked at the result of her actions,

While everyone was engulfed in silence, the bruised Aemond slowly began to walk over to where his mother stood, a tired expression on his face as he began speaking, breaking the stifling silence that had taken over the room,

“Do not mourn me mother” everyone turned to look at the boy as he spoke, everyone but Vahnya, whose eyes were set on the young prince Lucerys, “It was a fair exchange.” Her eyes remained on the young prince “Speaking of fair in an unfair world” Vahnya whispered, looking away from the boy as she said those words,

“I may have lost an eye…but I gained a dragon”

An uneasy tension filled the air as he said that, the people felt as though this was where it would end, this would be where everyone just went on their own paths and drift away from each other, and this whole ordeal would just be something to whisper about,

But Vahnya knew, she knew better. This wasn’t the end, this wasn’t even the tip of the iceberg, if only the people knew that…

“Where did it really begin, who is the real enemy here” she whispered, not noticing the looks she was getting from the two Velaryon boys, their eyes filled with uncertainty as they looked at her smaller form,

“It’s coming” with that, she walked off, their eyes watching her as she did…what did she mean by that?

Summary: Working in construction was something you enjoyed very much, from a young age you'd always liked the idea of building things and putting structures together, so it wasn't a shock to many people when you chose this as your career path, what was a shock though was the fact that you had a boxer for a husband, and that boxer was none other than Ryomen Sukuna.

Warning: Sukuns cursing, fluff, domestic life, you call Sukuna ramen, husband Sukuna, kissing, cursing, characterization of y/n, y/n has locs, but can be translated as braids and such.

AN: Finished this at 3:20, I’m sleeppyyyy, but I gotta keep going🙂‍↕️❤️. For better feels, listen to “La Mentira” by Luis Miguel, and “Get you” By Daniel Ceaser, enjoyyyyy😊❤️

Third person POV:

Sukuna really liked how his life was going right now. He had an awesome job that he enjoyed very much, an amazing penthouse that overlooked the bustling city and buildings of Shibuya, clothes on his back, delicious food in his stomach, and let’s not forget the best of this all, his lovely wife that he gets to comes home to every night.

He had no idea how he managed to pull it off, he never expected to find love, he expected to just live out his life going to bars, escaping obsessive fans, beating people up for a living, and so on, but the heavens seemed to have something different in mind for him.

So, before we dive into the present, let’s first look back at the past.

Three years ago:

The summer heat was devastating, even at night time you could feel the punishing temperatures; and it was even worse in a populated city like Shibuya. I mean, just look at how Sukunas taking it.

“I’m so done with this shit, why do I have to wear a fucking hoodie in 92 degree heat” He grumbled, his hand reaching out and opening the door to the 7/11 his team had stopped at to get some gas,

“Fuckin paparazzi” he mumbled, blaming them for the dilemma completely, just the thought of those annoying “pests” that always try to sneak pictures of him caused him to roll his eyes, but he tried to think of something else,

“This isn’t the time nor temperature to be upset, let’s just get my shit so I can leave” he thought to himself as he stepped into the store, his gaze searching for the frozen brinks aisle.

It didn’t take long to find it, and without a moment to waste, he walked over and opened the fridge, a breath of relaxation being released from him when he felt the cold refrigerated air hit him, this is DEFINITELY what he needed right now.

He stood there for maybe 4 or so minutes, the cool air blasting out onto his clothes, but that wouldn’t do, he needed more. He rolled up his sleeves, his muscular arms flexing in front of the opened refrigerator as to maximize the cooling effect,

“yeahhh, that’s better” he mumbled out loud, as he closed his eyes, completely forgetting where he was at the moment.

“You know what, that’s understandable” he heard from beside him….what the fuck,

He immediately jumped, his reflexes as a boxer taking over for a second as he moved back without thinking, putting distance between him and the person that had managed to sneak beside him without him noticing.

He looked around at the source of the voice, a skeptical look in his eyes, “Wooahhhh, you ok dude?” he heard the person ask, confusion in their voice as their eyes scanned him, a look of worry on their face.

It took him a few seconds to gather himself, his brain slipping back into “regular” Sukuna before he scared the girl any more, he couldn’t help but look the woman up and down, assessing her outfit, her stance, and just her as a person, and boy was he stunned.

She stood at a whopping 5’7, her beautiful locs were tied up into two buns, 4 locs left out at the front on each side, and three moles scattered over her face, one underneath her eye, one on the left side of her mouth, and one on the side of her cheek.

Beautiful was the only word he could think of as his eyes studied her entire being, and it didn’t just stop at her looks.

Her chocolate skin was glistened with sweat from the summer heat, but it seemed to be drying up due to the air conditioning of the store, plus the cool breeze of the opened refrigerator, though something else caught his eye, the outfit she was wearing.

She was wearing a yellow and silver vest, the color standing out against the blue long sleeve she wore wearing underneath it, it didn’t take a genius to know what she did for work, especially with the dirt that clung onto her vest and sweater,

“Another long sleeve wearer” he joked in his head, then realizing that he still hadn’t answered yet, the realization causing him to get a bit flustered,

“The great Ryumen Sukuna..reduced to a flustered mess because of a beautiful lady, this would definitely make the news” he thought to himself, his brain making up scenarios as the seconds flew by, but he quickly snapped out of it,

“Oh, I’m fine, I just wasn’t expecting anyone there, sorry about that” He said truthfully, his hand finding its way to the back of his head in slight embarrassment as he apologized.

“Oh no no it’s fine, I have a habit of walking silently anyways” She replied, a smile on her face as she tried to ease his possible unease. They both stood in silence for a moment, their eyes looking at anything BUT each other, but Sukuna, being the person that he was, quickly got over his embarrassment and tried to strike up a conversation,

“So…what’s your name?” he asked, his eyes moving from the floors of the gas station to the woman’s shorter form, “My names Y/N, and what about you?” She asked back, now looking up at him,

“Damn…he sure is a talll glass of water” She thought to herself, her eyes moving from his face and more towards his body as he began to introduce himself,

“My names Sukuna” he said, completely forgetting how popular he was, it took a couple seconds of silence before his eyes widened as he realized his mistake, but it was already too late,

“Waitttt a minute…theeeeee Sukuna, THEEEE Ryomen Sukuna” Yep, he was DEFINITELY was in for it now, but for some reason, he didn’t really mind, as long as he got to talk to you.

That night, after much fan girling about the fact that one of the most popular boxer in Japan was talking to her, the two talked a little more, him asking about her job and her asking him about his, this meeting was really something that one wouldn’t expect to happen, but it did…and the two couldn’t be more happier.

The two were in the middle of conversation when they were interrupted, “Kuna, you in here?” a guy began calling for him by the door and immediately Sukuna rolled his eyes in irritation,

That was the voice of Itadori, his nephew and also one of the members of his team, and judging by the fact that he wasn’t coming into the store, it was probably time for him to leave, even though he didn’t want to…he knew he had to.

“One second Itadori” he said, turning his head to face the door as he elevated his voice slightly elevated so the boy could hear. Looking back at the girl infront of him, he made a bold choice.

“Hey, could I have your number, I mean, if you want to that is” he asked, his palms sweaty as he pulled out his phone out of his sweatpants pocket.

The woman looked at him with a raised brow, then with a playful shake of her head she took his phone into your hands, typing your number into his phone with a smile on your face, “he’s so cute up close” she thought, saving her name into his phone then handing it back to him, “

And so shy” she said to herself, trying to hold in the laugh as he fumbled his phone into his pocket, “I’ll text you” he said, walking backwards out of the aisle, almost tripping over a basket on the ground in the process, drawing a laugh from the woman as she saw him immediately try and cover it up,

“I’ll wait for it” she said, shaking her head once again as he disappeared from her line of sight. “Let’s see where this goes” she says quietly out loud, closing the fridge door that had been left open the whole time, “He forgot to get a drink..” she thought to herself, chuckling at the thought of him realizing that he forgot what he came for.

“Such a silly guy”

Three years Later, Second person POV:

“And Ramen, can you believe this guy, he just fuckin got the job and he has the audacity to try and steal MY food” You grumbled to your sleeping husband, his nickname floating out of your mouth like it was his real one,

Though you wish you could join him in the comfy of slumber, you were focusing your eyes on your iPad as you reviewed a blueprint that was send to you,

You didn’t even know what they were doing right now, your brain working overtime as you looked at the screen. “This shit doesn’t even make any sense” you added in, your fingers zooming in to the details of the floor plan,

“How the hell are you gonna use oak wood to cover the basement if that’s where the water pipes ar-BRO WHO DESIGNED THIS” you cut yourself off with a look of pure irritation and genuine concern on your face as you looked at it more,

“Scratch designing, who’s gonna build this, cause I know it’s not me” You mumbled, pushing your glasses up more on your face as you began to inspect the rooms,

“Okk, bedroom number one will be 10’-0” by 11’-5”, not bad not bad, now for the bathr-“ you were cut off by a grunt beside you, and as you looked to the side, you were greeted by the sight of your VERY sleepy and slightly confused husband,

“Hey, it’s bedtime” he said, his voice rough from sleep, but still carrying a tone of gentleness, a gentleness he’d only have for you, this beautiful wife.

“But I have to review th-“ he immediately cut you off, taking the tablet out of your hand and placing it on the bedside table on his side,

“No, you know how you get when you don’t get enough sleep” he grumbled, gently takingyour glasses off your face and putting it on his bedside table, right beside the tablet, then, without hesitation, his muscular arms wrapping around you as he pulled you from your sitting up position and into his arms,

“I’ll help you with it in the morning” he whispered, his chin in your hair as he held you in place, “but for now…just relaxxxx” he said, and not even 10 seconds later, he had fallen back asleep.

“This dude bro” you said to yourself, rolling your eyes as you tried to escape his arms…it didn’t work, his grip on you was like a perfectly welded balcony.

“Yk what…fine, but you BETTER help me with EVERYTHING in the morning” you grumbled out loud, wrapping your arms around his muscular sleeping form as you got comfortable,

And just like him, not even ten seconds later, you were out like a light.

Sukunas POV:

Feeling her body go limp against mine, I waited a couple minutes to make sure before I opened my eyes and peered down at her, “so cute” I thought to myself, planting a kiss on her forehead as I let one arm run up and down at her back.

I liked seeing her relaxed and resting, I hated how stressful her job was for her sometimes, but that was her passion, so whatever she loved, I loved too, I am her husband after all.

Thinking about what I had said I couldn’t help but let out a sigh at what I promised, I didn’t know much about construction, so I don’t know if I’ll be of much help, but for my girl, I’d try my best,

Looking over at the tablet on the bedside, an idea struck me. Slowly, I removed one arm from around her and reached for it, my heart beating fast as I tried my best not to wake her up. “This feels like some top spy thing” I thought to myself, rolling my eyes at that realization.

After retrieving it, I immediately turned the brightness down, not wanting the bright light to disturb her, while also not wanting to deal with it myself, and got right to business.

“Okkkk this looks good” I whispered out loud as I looked through it, “The floors loo-“ I immediately cut myself off as I looked at the floor plan, “Who the fuck would put oak flooring in the basement… yo who drew this??” even with my poor knowledge of construction or even woodworking,

I knew well enough that that was a TERRIBLE idea, wood plus damp and wet environment equals mold and infestation, “how did this even pass through the foreman” I wondered, staring at it as if it had grown legs and began to tap dance,

“Don’t worry pretty, I’ll help you out” I mumbled, feeling sorry that my girl has to deal with those dimwits. “Your Ramen is going to rescue you” I joked, almost bursting out laughing but stopping myself as to not wake her,

“Hah, Ramen to the rescue…that sounds like the average life of a college student” I joked, my body shaking as I tried to contain my laughs, but the shaking seemed to have startled her because she began to toss a bit in her sleep, my body freezing as I tried my best to stay still,

It worked after awhile, a breath of relief escaping me as I shook my head at my recklessness, “ok, time to lock in” I thought, taking the tablet in my hand once again with a look of pure determination on my face.

It only took one look at the wire plan for me to want to scratch my head in confusion, it looked even work than the floor plan, thank god she didn’t get to that yet, she’d actually be livid right now,

Boxer Sukuna x Construction worker reader

Summary: Working in construction was something you enjoyed very much, from a young age you’d always liked the idea of building things and putting structures together, so it wasn’t a shock to many people when you chose this as your career path, what was a shock though was the fact that you had a boxer for a husband, and that boxer was none other than Ryomen Sukuna.

COMING SOON🌺❤️

Summary: You weren’t very well known, you’d made it very clear to your father when you reached grown age that you wanted no part in whatever “business” he was indulging himself in, though it seems like he’s not the only one indulging in things of forbidden nature.

Warnings: Smut, Bishop talking you through it, Dom Bishop, no protection, fingering, verbal Bishop, sub reader, kissing, hair pulling, possessive Bishop, and much more.

An: Listen to “Such a Whore” by JVLA and “Don’t” by Bryson Tiller while reading for more feels🙂‍↕️, I hope yall enjoy, I was screaming the whole time while writing this❤️❤️🥹

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Bisbops POV:

This wasn’t something I was supposed to be doing, I wasn’t supposed to be sitting here in this chair, I wasn’t supposed to be in Alamo’s daughters house, I wasn’t supposed to be holding her like this, letting her sit on my lap, letting her kiss me, letting her get so close to me, but what can I say…I’ve always liked doing what I wanted.

It didn’t take long for me to finish the slices, my stomach now filled and no longer empty, but now, there’s something else that I needed to fill my appetite, a special dish one would say.

“I’ve finished eating, I will go take a shower now” I said to her, patting her thigh gently as a way of telling her to get up. Seeing her get up, I too rose from my seat, my body now facing her as I looked down at her shorter frame.

“I shall be in bed soon…be ready” She frozen as soon as I said those words, the tone of my voice giving her a slight insight on what I was implying “wait wha...” I heard her say, she was so cute when she’s confused.

Taking the opportunity of her delay, I slipped past her and into the bedroom, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and briefs before beginning my walk into the bathroom, wanting to just get the shower done and over with so I could get back to her,

As I stepped into the shower, all sorts of ideas began to run through my head, “maybe I’ll start with my fingers…yeah, she always says she likes how long they are” looking down at my fingers, I began to flex then unconsciously.

My thoughts continued to spur on as I turned on the faucet and began my shower, the stress from the day slowly beginning to fade away as the warm water ran all over my body,

“She hasn’t gotten any dick recently, I should really make up for that tonight” I told myself, feeling sorry for my poor girl as I thought of how lonely she must have felt. Taking the opportunity, I looked down at the (not so)little buddy between my legs and began to talk to it.

“You better not disappoint her tonight” I said to it, staring at it as if it was going to give me a response, shaking my head in disappointment when it actually didn’t.

My shower was a very thorough one, I had to make sure I was smelling nice and squeaky clean for my girl after all. She always had a thing about my scent anyway, always clinging onto me any chance she got, rolling her eyes whenever I told her I had to go or whenever she had to separate from me, well, not like I minded anyway.

I scrubbed my arms, my back, neck, behind the ears, all that stuff “I’m gonna be sweating allot tonight, might as well smell nice while doing so” I said to myself, turning off the faucet when I felt my tension and dirt from the day I had was gone from my body,

I stepped out of the tub, my hand grabbing my towel on the wrack and beginning to dry myself off, setting it back up when I knew I was finished using it, then grabbing my lotions and other stuff, wasting no time to lather myself up with it,

“Don’t wanna start a fire now do we” I joked, applying my deodorant as soon as I finished with moisturizing my skin, “I better hurry, I don’t want my girl to wait too long”

It took me less than a minute to put on my clothes and walk out of the bathroom door, my eyes looking around the room until it found her, she was standing near the bookshelf, her eyes skimming through them, probably looking for one to read later maybe.

“Hey” I said, raising my eye brows when she jumped at the sound of my voice, she was definitely getting nervous right now, but that’s ok, I’ll help her fix that.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I wasted no time “Come here” she stood frozen once again when she heard my words, but unlike when we were in the kitchen, I wasn’t going anywhere this time.

After awhile of her realizing that I wasn’t going to stop staring, she slowly walked over to me, her body standing between my legs as if it was where she belonged, and if I had it my way, that’s exactly how it would be.

“Sit” I said, patting my thighs as if to direct her. She slowly eased down into my lap, her body and mind knowing to trust and follow my words as she sat with her back against my chest.

“Good job” I praised, pulling her body closer against mine without warning, my cock pulsing as I heard her let out a small gasp from my actions,

“so sensitive” I whispered into her ear, one hand going towards her thighs and rubbing it out of instinct from all the other times we were like this, just the thought was getting my blood pumping.

“Take these off” I said to her, my fingers tapping against the fabric of the shorts she was wearing, she was basically asking for it, wearing something like that around me.

I removed my hand from her thigh as I leaned back slightly, eyes watching her every move as she stood up from her place on my lap, my length pitching a tent in the sweats as the weight of her body disappeared from my lap,

“Calm down little guy, you’ll get yours soon” I said to myself, my eyes still trained on her as she began to take off her shorts, the baggy shirt she wore was now covering her underwear slightly, but that only made the sight even more hotter.

I said to myself, my eyes still trained on her as she began to take off her shorts, the baggy shirt she wore was now covering her underwear slightly, but that only made the sight even more hotter.

When she sat back down on my lap, I wasted no time in letting my hands wonder all over her, one hand reaching underneath her shirt and softly kneeing at her breast, while the other took its liberties on her lower half,

“Whatever you do, don’t close your legs” I warned, my voice soft against her neck as I slowly pulled her panties to the side, kissing the skin of her neck as I let my fingers rub up and down at her slit,

“My girls so wet, only for me huh?” I teased an uncontrollable small smile appearing on my face as I heard her begin to whimper at my actions, her body shaking from the stimulation I was giving her,

“I should really do this more often” I said out loud, using the slick I had gathered from her arousal to slowly push two fingers in, quickly letting go of her breasts and wrapping my now free arm around her as to keep her flushed against me,

She always had a habit of trying to run when we got like this, I really have to break her out of that.

“It’s ok baby, just let me take care of you” I whispered to her, noticing how her hands were gripping my arm as my fingers began to move slowly inside her, her moans going straight to my cock, damn near making me tear through my sweats, but I couldn’t focus on that right now, I wanted her to cum from my fingers at least once before I fucked her, and I was always adamant on getting what I want.

Suddenly, I felt her begin to shake on my lap, and I immediately knew what that meant. “Found it” I whispered into her ear, a feeling of pride swelling in my chest that I managed to find her G spot so fast, I was gonna have FUN with this.

I slowly began thrusting my fingers at a faster pace, her sensitive body immediately reacting to this by leaning forward, but I wasn’t going to let her deprive herself, so I took the initiative to lean forward into her too, it was like I was shadowing her, but I didn’t mind, as long I could keep my hands on her I’m fine with it.

“You can take it, I know you can” I said to her, my heart beating fast as I heard the sounds being released from her pussy, “I really did that huh” I thought to myself, my thoughts getting hazy as I continued to move my fingers,

“Please…” There it was, I knew exactly what that meant, she was only seconds away from cumming, but what was the use of such hard work if I wasn’t going to be able to see her face while doing so?

Pulling my fingers out of her, I couldn’t help but feel bad when I heard her whine of disapproval, I hated when she was sad, she’s too pretty to be sad, so pretty….my pretty girl.

“Get up on the bed, I want to see your face” I said to her, patting her thigh to get her to stand up from my lap.

Barely conscious, she stood up and crawled onto the bed, me in turn walking over to the side and crawling on, separating her legs and settling between them without a second thought. Looking down at her sprawled body, I could feel the precum oozing from my tip as I took in the beauty in front of me,

“Pretty as money” I said for both her ears and mine. So without wasting any time, I took one of her legs into my hand, placing it on my thigh as I brought my two hands in between her legs, one hand gripping her thigh while the other began to work on her more…in depth as some would say.

It didn’t take her long to cum, that was one of the things I liked about her, she was so sensitive when it came to our intimate times, at first she had tried to hide it, but after a few deep thrusts of my cock and a little praise, her little “secret” came flooding out, that among many things,

“Do you want to go again like this…or do you want this” I said to her, pulling out my throbbing cock from its confines and looking up at her as I waited for her answer.

She looked like she was having some inner turmoil right now, but that was ok, what kind of man would I be if I didn’t help my woman in her time of need.

Stroking my cock for a bit, I let the precum spread across the length, and after making sure it was wet enough, I brought myself closer between her legs, the feeling of being in between her thighs was like heaven, but I had to focus right now.

“I’ll put the tip in…you tell me if you rather this or my fingers” I said to her, looking into her eyes for any sign of denial, seeing none, I positioned my cock infront of her pussy, my eyes staying on hers as I slowly thrusted my tip inside her, and just like i promised, I only put that part in,

“So..?” I asked her, my eyes now staring down her shaking form beneath me. She looked absolutely fucked out already, it must have been from how I was working my fingers earlier,

It took her a full minute or so before she let out a quiet whisper, “i want this..” she said lowly, but it was pretty audible to me so that’s all that matters.

I slowly began to push more and more in, my jaw clenching as her insides began to engulf my cock, the tightness causing me to damn near buss a load right then and there, but I had to wait, I had to take care of my woman first,

Second person POV:

Bishop was looking right into your eyes as he thrusted in, his eyes only faltering for a quick second, but that was only when he had managed to bottom out inside you, a once in a blue mood smile gracing his face as he did so.

“I can do this…” you thought to yourself, building up confidence for the fucking you KNEW you were about to get, but oh boy were you nervous.

You felt as he slowly withdrew, his hands gripping your waist to keep you steady as he thrusted back in. His thrusts were now gaining a slowly but steady rhythm as to not overwhelm you just yet, but even that was getting too much for you.

“So wet” you heard him mumble, your body getting flustered and hot at his choice of words, he was always so verbal while you guys went at it, it was all good though, you liked that.

He then began to pick up the pace, his face lowering down to yours and capturing your lips in a slow and deep kiss, tho his thrusts were contradicting that slightly.

He didn’t let up, his kissed moving from your lips to your neck as he made sure to angle himself to where he was slamming into your G spot with every stroke, eyes closing as he listened to the beautiful sounds he was getting out of you,

“Sound so good baby, you love this huh?” He teased, one of his hands reaching for the thighs of your legs and grasping it in his palm as he spread it more to the side, his thrusts getting deeper as he did this,

“Wa…it” you begged, your hand finding its way to his stomach as the pleasure was starting to get to your head too much, your whole body shaking as you tried to handle it,

Bishop just shook his head in disapproval, “no, you can take it” he spoke quietly, his body weight pressing against yours as to make sure you laid there and take what he was giving to you.

“It’s too big..too much…baby please” you whined, your shaky hand now moving from his stomach to his arm, gripping it as handed as you could to try and ground yourself and stay conscious, but that was barely working,

“Too big? I fit so well tho” he mumbled, almost laughing as he felt your insides try and pull him deeper whenever he eased out, “look, even your pussy agrees with me” as soon as he said those words, you felt a tight feeling in your stomach, you knew what it meant, and it didn’t take long for Bishop to realize it too,

“You gonna cum?” he said, pulling his head out of your neck and now looking down at your face. You had tears running down your face, your hair(that he paid for) was splayed all over the pillow, and your chocolate skin was dripping with sweat, Bishop could cum from this sight alone.

“Together?” He asked, his hands now finding its way to the back of your head as he waited for your response,

“yeah..” you whimpered out, a gasp escaping you as he gently grasped your hair into his hand and lifted your head up to the point that his face was only inches away from yours.

“You love me?” He asked, his eyes staring into your fucked out ones, “I do..I do baby” you managed to mumble out, your nails scratching his back unconsciously,

Bishop felt it, but he didn’t stop you, he’d always let you to mark him up any way you wanted, he loved how he would walk around and the proof of how well he fucked his girl would be engraved on his skin, he took great pride in that.

“Say you love me,” he whispered, his strokes now slow but still deep, “say it, come on baby” he knew he had you right where he wanted you, he wanted you to cum while professing your love for him, and that’s exactly what you did,

“I…I love you B” you whimpered out, voice shaking but still managing to utter those words, “If you love me..you’ll cum on my dick right now” The words immediately took effect on you,

Bishop could tell immediately that you were going to cum within seconds, and he instantly switched up the pace, wanting to experience the pleasure of cumming with you, so much so that just the thought caused a smile to overtake his face once again,

He felt it right away, from the loud moans that you released, and from the way how your eyes rolled back he knew what it was, “thereee you go, now that wasn’t so hard was it” he groaned out, the tightness causing him cum inside you without a second to think.

You were damn near passed out at this point, your brain checking out from all the pleasure that you just experienced. He was definitely going to talk about this later.

“Do you want a kiss?” He asked, his hand rubbing your hair softly, “yeah…” you mumbled, voice quiet and quivering.

Bishop drew you closer, wrapping his arm free arm around you and using the one hand in your head to bring your face closer to his, eyes closing as he captured your lips in a soft and heated kiss.

This is exactly where you wanted to be.

Bishops POV, Three hours later:

She was now fast asleep in my arms, her face in my neck as she laid on her side with her body facing mine.

“How could such beauty come from such ugly” I thought to myself, my hand rubbing up and down at her waist as I leaned back to get a good look at her face,

“Even under the moonlight…you’re still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen” I whispered, planting a quick peck on her forehead without thinking, freezing when she moved a bit, scared that I might have woken her.

Summary: You weren’t very well known, you’d made it very clear to your father when you reached grown age that you wanted no part in whatever “business” he was indulging himself in, though it seems like he’s not the only one indulging in things of forbidden nature.

Warnings: Slight nudity, Alamo, secret relationship, kissing, suggestive contents, employment, fluff, cursing, reader trying not to fold, Bishop trying not to fold, both you guys folding like laundry.

AN: Try listening to “Not around” by Nova while reading for better experience😊 Enjoy guys❤️🌺

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Third person POV:

You don’t even know why you came back to this place, well you technically did know why, but still…..you just really didn’t like the feel of the house, its energy reeked of corruption and dirty money, and since it was your father’s house that’s most likely what it was built with.

“Papa, are you here?” you called out, walking around the building to try and find any traces of him, “I’ve returned from the horrors of the real world” you joked, rolling your eyes as you continued to trek through the house.

Luckily your journey wasn’t a very long one, your walking coming to a halt when as you finally caught sight of him.

He was sitting in his hot tub, soft music playing in the background as the water bubbled around him perfectly,

Yep, that was your pops, how he managed to sit in a hot tub in the Cali heat was something that always amazed you,

“Papa I was calling yo-“

Andddd there goes a half naked girl walking infront of you,

“This is why I don’t like visiting” you thought to yourself, quickly turning away out of instinct so you wouldn’t see the sight,

“I see you’re still as bashful as ever” Alamo joked, a laugh escaping his mouth as he beckoned the girl over to him, whispering something into her ear before shooing her away, not forgetting to give her a swat on the bottom.

“It’s hard not to be when every time I come over here I get greeted by….that” you didn’t even know how to properly put your words into sentences right now, you just wanted to go home at this point.

Taking a few seconds to gather yourself, you turned back around to face him, your eyes meeting his as you began to talk, a habit from your childhood that he enforced on you to do “always look a nigga in the eye” he’d say to you, and you just stuck with it.

“Anyways, I’m just here to ask about my birth certificate, I need it for this new job I’m trying to get” you said to him walking over to the hot tub and sitting on the edge of it without thinking.

“Why they suddenly have a needing for that” he asked, his interest now peaked on the subject, “Cause they’re not on your payroll” you retorted with a roll of your eyes, taking out your phone out of your purse and beginning to scroll on it,

“Hmmmmmmm” He said outloud, “It’s somewhere in my room, I’ll have one of my guys bring it down” you originally wanted to go get it yourself, but thinking about the kind of business that he does, it’s probably a good idea for someone ELSE to go in his room for it instead of you.

“Speaking of my guys” hearing voices entering the space you were in, you raised your head out of your phone, your eyes scanning the new persons entering the room.

It was three guys, one of which you recognized immediately, and two others that were completely new faces, they probably worked here for years, but hey, it’s not like you were around often enough to even take note.

“Y’all’s, this my little princess, she done came to visit her old man”

you wanted so bad to roll your eyes once again at his choice of words, but you kept it to yourself, you didn’t want to deal with a possible scolding, even at your big age.

“Hi yall,” you said to them, giving them a nod of acknowledgement before looking over at the familiar face that was now standing far off from everyone else,

“Hey Bishop” you greeted, trying not to look for too long or make anything seem suspicious between the two of you,

G and Kidd greeted you back politely, then withdrew over to a couch on the side where three other girls were, “when did they even get there?” You thought to yourself, confusion written all over your face at the sight of the girls, you could’ve sworn it was just you and your pops here awhile ago,

Bishop on the other hand didn’t answer back, his hands working on fixing himself a drink at the bar area instead, but you didn’t really mind. Getting up from your place on the hot tub, turned to face your father,

“Which one’s bringing it to me” you asked him, wanting to just get the paper and go home as soon as possible.

“Bishop is” As soon as he said those words, you heard a glass clank on the counter of the bar, “What will I be doing?” His monotone voice was very quiet, his eyes now trained on you and Alamo, a professional stance that he always kept whenever you came over and Alamo or anyone else for the matter was around.

He and you both knew that if he was to act too close to you around Alamo, or even look at you for too long the man would get suspicious, and yall didn’t want to deal with that.

“I have a little…errand for you” Alamo said, picking up a small glass from the side of his hot tub, swirling the brown liquid around slowly as if he was waiting for some magic to happen.

A couple minutes later, you were walking beside Bishop, a smile on your face as you guys finally got away from everyone else,

“Soooo how’s work going B” you asked, playfully bumping into his shoulder. Bishop kept his eyes forward, a nonchalant look plastered all over his face, “you shouldn’t call me that while I’m at work” he said quietly, and from how you knew him, that was literally the only tone he spoke in.

“Only at home then?” You joked, your finger tips finding its way to the back of his hand, you’d always liked physical touch, and he, even though he didn’t seem it, liked to be the one to give it to you, and that would always put a smile on your face.

The feeling of your fingers against his hand caused him to pause in his tracks, you also automatically halting in your tracks when you saw that he wasn’t walking anymore.

“Be careful” He said without turning to you, and for a moment, you two stood there, but that moment didn’t last long before he started walking again, you following beside him closely.

“Okkkk only at home then” you teased, rolling your eyes as you guys walked towards the room door, your eyes looking at the paintings on the corridor walls.

It was too bad you weren’t looking at him though, you would’ve been graced with the sight of the small smile that appeared on his face, but like money during the end of the month, it disappeared as soon as it appeared.

“Wait here…I’ll go retrieve it” he said, giving you no time to speak before opening the door and heading in.

You didn’t care much to go in there, you only tagged along cause you wanted to be near Bishop, and you got what you wanted, so you were satisfied with just that.

It barely took 3 minutes before he came back out of the room, a piece of paper neatly folded in his hands,

“Here it is.” He said, setting the paper into your open palm without emotion, “You should head home now” you nodded at his words, smiling as you looked over at him.

As you two began to walk back to where you last saw everybody, your thoughts began to rush into your head, they were about Bishap, about the world, about you, the job you were trying to get, your dad, just anything and everything,

Though for some reason, your mind just always found its way back to the man walking beside you, his aura filled with mystery and quietness, but that didn’t drive you away, because to you, that was one of the things that made you fall in love with him in the first place.

To others, his lack of emotion while talking would probably throw them off, but to you, that was possibly one of your most favorite things about him…among other things of course.

“There’s so many things to like about him,” you thought to yourself, sneaking a glance at his pants, or mostly the crotch of it, “so many things….” Yep, you definitely knew what you were doing tonight.

“You’re staring at my dick” his stoic voice snapped you out of your trance, your ears feeling hot at the fact that you got caught looking, “huh wha,” you were starting to become nervous right now, his presence causing butterflies to form in your stomach.

“I feel like a fuckin school girl in love right now” you thought to yourself as you tried to force yourself to not to react to his words, you would NOT fold, he would NOT make you fold, no matter what he said.

“Mmm, you must want it” you folded…

how he managed to say something like that without even a slight facial expression really baffled you, but you quickly snapped out of your shock and retorted back,

“B….what the fuck” You said to him, “Eyes don’t lie” By the time he was done saying that, you two were back in the hall area, your dad and everyone now out of sight and gone,

“I should go find them now….head home” his voice leaved no room for questions, nothing about him really did but hey, that’s what you liked, so you gave him a short nod of compliance.

You knew he had a job to do, and you didn’t want to keep him for too long, so you had to let him go, “I’ll see you at home B” you said in a quiet voice, still careful of your surroundings. Bishop gave you a short nod in return, turning his heel and walking in the direction he thinks they might be at and knowing them, they’ll definitely be where he was thinking…the pool.

“Mmmm, I love seeing him walk away” you thought to yourself, shaking your head as you walked towards the front door, dramatically opening it as as if it were the gates to a free shopping spree, “one small step for man headass” you joked, laughing as you walked out of that god forsaken place once again.

LATER IN THE NIGHT:

The time was now 11:48 PM, and Bishop was still not back yet, you were used to him coming home a bit late, but that didn’t make you miss him any less.

At the moment, you were occupying your time by sitting on your couch and watching a movie, it was kind of interesting so it managed to take your mind off your loneliness for a little while, and you were grateful for that.

While one of the characters was in the middle of a dialogue, you heard a jingle at the front door, your eyes widening as you saw who came through the door.

“B” you screamed excitedly, you were used to him being home a bit later, so you couldn’t hold the excitement in when you saw him. Bishop was barely able to finish taking his shoes off before he was he was tackled by you, his body somehow managing to not move or be shoved back by the force of you jumping on him.

“I missed you” you said to him, both your arms and legs wrapping around him like a snake, a big smile on your face as you began to pepper kisses all over his face, making sure not to miss his lips,

“You saw me a couple hours ago” he said quietly, one arm wrapping around you while the other found its place in your hair, stroking it gently as he walked over to the living room, quickly finding the couch and sitting down with you now on his lap.

“But still, that was so long ago” you exclaimed, your body getting comfortable being so close to his, it was always like that with you for some reason.

“Mmm” though that wasn’t a clear response, you still took it, “You sleepy” you asked him, looking at the time and seeing the reading be 12:03 AM.

Usually, Bishop would be down at the club right now, but seeing how it was now Sunday, and the club was closed, and Alamo probably wouldn’t need him for anything, this gave him the perfect opportunity and free time to do whatever he wished and boyyyyyy did he have some ideas.

“I’m not sleepy….” he stated, his hands rubbing up and down your back slowly, one hand slipping underneath the shirt you were wearing.

You still hadn’t caught the gist of what he was trying to do, the words he had said yesterday slipping from your mind as you tried to think of anything else that he could need at the moment.

“Want me to fix you something to eat then B” you asked sincerely, not noticing the closeness of your mouth to his ear as you spoke, Bishop on the other hand sure as hell did though.

“Yeah, I could eat” he stated, something different in his voice, and something waayyyy different in his mind, but you, focused on trying to help him in any way didn’t see through that, you’d definitely pay for that.

“Come, I have some pizza from earlier, I can heat some slices for you” you said to him as you stood up from his lap, taking his hand into yours as you began to lead him into the kitchen, a happy smile on your face.

Bishop was trying so hard to right now not to fold, but it was so hard to when all he could think about was the way how you whispered into his ears mere minutes ago, how you ran and jumped into his arms without thinking, how you sat so confidently in his lap as if you belonged there, and if he could have it his way, he’d make it so you’d never have to leave your place beside him, but he knew how everything was, he knew he had to be patient as to not put you or the relationship you two had in secret at any risk, he’d rather die than do that.

“B, come here” he broke out of his thoughts immediately, walking over to the table where you were standing, you didn’t wait for him to say anything before you gave him a quick peck on the lips, so quickly that you didn’t notice the look he was giving you when you pulled away.

“Sit sitttt” you said to him, pulling the chair back so he could take his seat. As soon as Bishop sat down, you sat on his thigh, getting yourself comfortable in the position and wrapping an arm around him, him also wrapping one arm around you, his other hand working on the pizza in front of him.

“You really like sitting on me huh” you heard him say, a meaning hidden deep in his quiet voice, “yeah, it’s very comfortable” you said back, humming as you gave him a peck on the cheek just because you felt like it.

“You know, I’ve always liked your hair…it’s one of the first things I noticed about you” you started up, your free hand playing with the lone loc that rested on his shoulder, “it’s so cute” Bishop almost side eyed you there, he’s a grown man, there’s no way you just called him ’cute’.

Summary: You weren’t very well known, you’d made it very clear to your father when you reached grown age that you wanted no part in whatever “business” he was indulging himself in, though it seems like he’s not the only one indulging in things of forbidden nature.

COMING SOON😊