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Bound by blood
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summary: Its the morning after your unspoken confessions with jacaerys. And you are faced with the aftermath of your actions.
r.q: Ok 1. Your writing is so good 2. I need a part 2 to Jacaerys x alicentdaughter!reader where reader stays with Jacaerys joining team black and we need tk get everyone's reaction to alicent daughter!reader staying like
w.c: 2.1k
c.w: implied smut, alternative timeline, dialogue heavy, nail biter jacaerys, aemond appearance, fluff, even though they are now lovers they still argue lmaooo, not proofread, happy ending!
a.n: heavily requested im so sorry this took awhile and it might not be what people wanted but i hope you all enjoy !! <3
part one part three (backstory) (soon) masterlist
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Your eyes flutter open and you rubbing your hand to cover your eyes as the bright shining sun begins to shine rays down on you. You look over at the spot next to you expecting to see jacaerys laying next to you but instead you reach over and feel the cold spot next to you. He must have been up for a long time.
A pit forms in your stomach maybe preparing yourself to turn over and see a cup of moon tea sitting on the bedside table but when you’re instead greeted by a folded piece of paper and a cup of water with some fruits.
‘I'm sorry that i will not be here when you awake my love, i had some things i must discuss with my mother. Do not rush yourself but once you're ready you should make your way to the main hall so we can speak.
with all my love, jacaerys’
you sit up, chugging down the cup of water and taking a few bites of the fruit before sliding off the bed, eyeing the red splotches of blood pooling around where you had been laying leaving some dried blood on your thighs. You needed a bath. As if they could read your mind a maid walked in and you jumped.
“i am so sorry for startling you princess.” with a bow of her head you relax and bring the blanket to wrap around yourself suddenly feeling very embarrassed that she saw you like this. An unmarried woman who had clearly been sullied.
“The princess had requested i come here and run you a bath my lady” The princess? your face heats in embarrassment as you can only nod you head. He had told her, of course he would, especially after last night he seemed very keen on you staying here with him.
The only you could think about as you get scrubbed down was the slight ache between you legs and your mother. You wondered how she would react to all this, what was going to happen when you don't return home, or maybe you do but come back? all of your stuff is in the keep but its nothing of true value to you you suppose, everything that matters to you is here because all that truly matters to you is jacaerys.
You worry what your family will think if you don't return home, maybe that they killed you or kidnapped you. Will they send people here to come retrieve you? You wonder what jacaerys is doing right now, is he considering the same things you are?
You're shocked to be presented with a nice black dress instead of your older green one, you stare at your old dress on laying on the ground. You remember when she had gifted it to you, she had said it was hand made for you made in the house color. You remember her face and how she smiled at you when you spun around to show it to her and how she told you how gorgeous you looked. you look back at the maid who was looking at you expectantly and you apologize allowing her to dress you. You cant get hung up on these things, especially now that you’ve chosen to stay it does break your heart a bit to think about the fact that your last conversation with your mother was so short.
You try to suppress your anxiety as you are led towards the main hall where jacaerys had asked you to met him. when you get closer you can hear heavy discussions, you try to softly open the door but once you’re in the room the door closes so loudly behind you you hiss. Dreadfully turning around to see the room full of not only rhaenyra daemon and her children but the velaryon’s and many a council man.
“Good afternoon.” Everyone nods their head at you giving you a good afternoon in return. You don't notice him until he's standing right in front of you, “jacaerys,,”He lifts up your hands and presses a kiss against your lips. “Did you rest well?” You nod and he smiles at you, his hand reaching into his pocket and pulling out a necklace, reaching head hands behind your back to clip it on you.
You grab it in your hands and notice its a black metal sigil of house Targaryen. You look at him and he's just smiling at you, “You like it?” You hum and nod your head, he grips your hand and leads you towards the table where everyone had been standing around watching you. Your face heats when you notice rhaenyra’s happy face and daemons smirk.
��Now that the princess is here might we address the issue at hand?”
“where are we to go from here?”
Jacaerys takes a step closer to the table keeping one of his hands on your back “as i said we will be married tonight-”
You flashes back to last night where he had mentioned over and over again with shake breaths how he would marry you and how he would love to be your husband. You look down at the ground as you flush.
“Not to rain on your parade my prince but i have to be the one to ask it, how do we know the princess is to be trusted?” His hands slam on the table and he leans forward glaring daggers at the lord, “You will not accuse my wife of anything-” You place your hand on his back, “please do not get angry on my behalf Jace its fine. Besides there's something i should bring up.”
Everyone in the rooms attention turns to you, “I think it is best if i return to the keep.” Jacaerys whips towards you with an alarmed look, “what-” “i believe it is best if i inform my family i am staying here in person.” “That is a horrible idea they are animals!” “And you think they would act any better lest they believe me kidnapped?!” “You could send them a letter.” “a letter that you could easily have forced me to write they need to see and hear me say it.” “you are acting irrationally.” “I am acting irrationally?!?! for fearing they shall send their bannermen here to storm dragonstone putting everyone in danger?!”
“do they even like each other?” lucerys whispers to rhaena who just shrugs, baela stands with her arms crossed staring at the pair who are glaring daggers at one another, “they are angry because they care about each other.”
“and you would rather risk your own life?” “it is the best option-” “you are a ridiculous women.” “and you are nothing more than a fool if you believe you are right!”
“and what if they believe you are forced into saying it?” daemon cuts into you and jacaerys argument. You take a deep breath and step away from jacaerys, “They shall believe me, i am family.”
You look at jacaerys who has begun biting on one of his nails with a far away look. You grab both his hands and lace them with yours. “you must realize i am not asking for your permission.” he sighs and rests his forehead against yours with his eyes closed. “You must not leave me.” You can feel his heartbeat in the palm on his hand, beating erratically against his skin. He is afraid. Of not only you not returning back to him because you were forced to stay in the keep but because he is afraid you will not returned because you will be slayed.
“i will return to you i promise.” He is silent for awhile, thinking it over before he nods and takes a step away from you without a word. You turn your attention back to everyone else in the room trying your best to suppress your embarrassment as they give you sly looks.
“I do however agree with my son i worry for your safety should you return to the keep, they are not kind people.”
“I thank you for your worries my queen but unlike the rest of you they consider me their own flesh and blood. the worst that would happen to me is a few bumps and scratches i swear this. As i had been saying it is best if i were to return as soon as possible as i was even supposed to return last night. I am surprised they have not sent anyone to see me.” You know your mother must be worried sick and it leaves a pit your throat that you swallow down to your stomach. You cant think about those things right now.
As if on cue you hear a loud dragon roar from out side and you whip your head around to look out the window. “Vhagar.” “Aemond.” Jacaerys spits out next to you his face angry.
“I should go speak with him.” “I shall come with you.” “absolutely not. I will not have him harm you jacaerys. You remember what he did to you Jace.” You hand running lightly across the cheek where he had been struck.
“I shall go.” “I'm sorry prince daemon but i fear you are the worst option.”
You instead turn to the most familiar face in the room, “ser erryk will you accompany me?” As he was your sworn protector before he had left he nods, “Of course princess.”
A few more exchanges are spent between you and the others in the room, exchanging a kiss with jacaerys before you exit erryk quickly following behind you. Rhaenyra walks over to jacaerys and places her hand on his shoulder. “She will be fine sweetheart. You should not worry.” She rubs his back as he runs his hands down his face. “I hope you are right my queen.” She pinches his back lightly and smiles at him. “You love her.”
“More than anything.”
The grip you have on the fabric in your hand is tight as you quickly make your way down the bridge while aemond gets off vhagar. “Sister I am shocked to see you unharmed.”
“Aemond.” He stares at you with a curious look in his eye. “I had told mother the storm must have kept you held up but she was insistent i come and see you myself. She’s been worried sick.”
“extend my apologies too her.” He raises an eyebrow and looks you up and down. Once you two lock eyes and you stare at him not saying a single word. He seems to catch what you are saying and scoffs. “You are a fool.”
You shake your head at him, “They would not want me home anyway. For i have been tarnished and tainted by one you claim to be a bastard.” He freezes and you catch it even if its for a split second. His eye twitches. He says nothing just stares at you for a long moment. “I thought you were better than this. That you would get over whatever fascination you had with him. But it seems i was wrong.”
“extend my well wishes to sister and mother.” You toss your green dress towards him and he catches it. eyeing it before he looks back up at you. “I should kill you where you stand.” He makes no move to make good on his word, you doubt he fears ser erryk taking a step closer with his hand on his sword. “You do not wish to kill me brother. For there is no worse fate than being a Kinslayer.” Without even sparing another glance at you he climbs on vhagars back and flies off. You do not move from where you stand until he leaves you sight in the sky. a bittersweet feeling filling you stomach knowing it was the last time you would probably see him.
You do not notice you are even crying until ser erryk is crouched in front of you using his cape to wipe your face. “It is for the best princess.” “was it hard to leave your brother ser erryk?” he pauses for a moment, deep in thought before he nods. “It was. but i know it was for the best. You should feel the same.”
You rush back inside and are quickly greeted by jacaerys who was pacing anxiously by the doors his nail in his mouth but he quickly springs into action wrapping his arms around you tightly. burying his head in your neck as he lets out a sigh of relief. “do not worry my love. nothing will separate us.” and it is the truth. for not only a few hours later you two share a blood kiss, bounding the two of your souls together at last.
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aliferousdreamer · 1 month
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WE'RE FREE OF THE UGLY WIG
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jamespotterismydaddy · 5 months
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Traded Posession
Dark!jacaerys x reader
A/N: I definitely did not do this request justice but I also feel like this would have to be a series if I did and I probs should finish a series before I start a new one😭
Pt 2 here
TW: DUBCON, smut, semi public sex, degration, talks of death, size kink
word count: 1,656 words
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They call you a witch, all of them. How else would an unremarkable peasant girl get the attention of Aemond Targaryen? You spend your days at his side, bathed in blood as you lick his dagger clean. You’re his perfect accomplice. You like to think that he cares for you, loves you even but in this moment, you realize just how wrong you are.
The Kinslayer has fled King’s Landing and Prince Jacaerys has claimed it. He leaves you behind like a toy that he has tired of.
The next few days are a blur. Cregan Stark’s
men are the ones to find you after your
failed attempts to escape the city. In hindsight, it was silly to think you’d make it to Harrenhall anyhow, make it to your lover. After you are arrested, they promptly throw you into the dungeon, the dungeon where you have been left to rot for the past few days.
This is when you truly realize that he’s not coming for you. He’s. Not. Saving. You. And you were an idiot to think otherwise.
You’re getting close to having been left alone too long with your thoughts when the door to your cell clangs open. Two guards walk in and lift you under each arm, to your feet.
“Hey! What are you doing?” You ask, happy to be taken out of the dungeon but unsure if it’s out of the frying pan and into the fire.
“His Grace has summoned your presence.” The guard on the left says as they drag you to the throne room.
When you arrive, the doors are thrown open and you stumble in, the guards’ pace much quicker than your own. You come to a halt and someone says, “You stand in the presence of the Dragon Prince, Jacaerys, Heir to the Iron Throne and future Protector of the Realm.”
Jacaerys Velaryon stares down at you from the Iron Throne, a cold gaze in his eyes. “Kneel.” He commands and when you don’t immediately obey, your legs are kicked out at the joint and you fall to your knees. He just looks at you for a moment. “You’re much plainer than I had suspected.” He comments offhandedly.
“Sorry to disappoint.” You say with a grimace.
A hand strikes you across the face. “You will use the proper honourifics when you address the prince, whore.” The guard on the right spits out at you.
“There’s no need for that at the moment, Ser.” Jacaerys says and then smirks. “Actually, i’ll have the room cleared.
“Your Grace.” The guards bow and then exit the room dutifully.
“I was truly pleased when we captured you, girl. I had this whole plan to trade you to my traitor of an uncle just to make him watch as I burned you alive instead…” He trails off. It’s almost like he’s telling you a story rather than describing your fate. “It was all going to be proper vengeance for my brother. Though, you’re not nearly as innocent as he was, are you?” The way he speaks is so casual that it could almost unnerve you, if it wasn’t for your experience with one bloodthirsty Targaryen already. “Imagine my surprise when I send a messenger to him and the boy returns, cockless, with a note that says I can keep you.”
You try not to let the hurt show on your face. After all you’ve done for him, Aemond couldn’t give a shit whether you live or die.
“Ahh disappointed, are you? So am I.” He says simply. “I was actually so terribly disappointed that I found that sweet little village you’re from and burnt it down instead.”
The blood drains from your face. “W-What?”
“You were not useful to me so I burnt your fucking village to the ground.”
You don’t feel like the powerful woman you were at Aemond’s side at this point. You don’t even know how you feel. Your silence reflects your shock.
“Is that all you can show your future king, a blank stare? The more I look at you, the more I can’t believe how the cyclops was so beguiled. You’re nothing.” He says with a cruel disappointment.
You stare him down, angrily now and you spit on the ground in front of you.
“Are you trying to prove something to me, wench? All I can see is that you are perhaps a bit more reckless than an average peasant. Do you care for your life at all?” He asks, like he thinks you’re stupid.
“Yes, your Grace.” You say, thinking it would be unwise to lie. Spitting at his feet was unwise as well but perhaps pride is your fatal flaw… perhaps.
“Come here.” He says, beckoning you with his fingers. You follow his command, stopping at his feet. He points down. “Kneel.” You feel inclined to disobey, Aemond liked that defiance but this man is harder to read, frightening in a different way.
“I plead your mercy, my prince.” Grovelling usually is the safest bet.
“You really cannot decide how to act, can you? I intend to find your purpose.” He grabs you by the chin and tilts your head up. “Let’s start with the most logical.” He unbuckles his belt and you know exactly what he desires.
The prince is well endowed, you know it before he releases himself, but you could not have expected him to be this sizable. He laughs at your reaction. “Judging by the look on your face, Aemond’s cock is small.”
Not small. You think to yourself. But compared to this…
“I don’t doubt that you know what to do. I trust you won’t try anything stupid” He says seriously.
Stupid like biting his cock off.
He’s right though, you do know what to do, taking him in your mouth as much as you can and beginning to suck, you quickly realize Jacaerys is bored. You speed up your movements, just the way Aemond used to like it. The quick pace usually is pleasing to most men… you thought, but the way the prince slumps back in his throne says otherwise. He examines one of the swords next to him in a distant sort of interest and after a few moments, he grips your hair and pulls you off.
“I see now why he didn’t come back for you. You’re like a broken toy.”
You just gaze up at him from under your lashes. “It’s how he liked it.”
Jace scoffs. “What a surprise. You have no technique. I suppose you can learn. I expected you’d be a fully trained pet but oh well.” He brings your head close again. “Go slower this time.” He tells you and you do, taking the head into your mouth and beginning to suckle like a little lamb. “Better.”
You lick up his shaft and then try to take him fully into your mouth again. He never completely fits but you bring your hand up to aide yourself. He guides your movements, pulling on your hair back and forth. You gag almost every time but it would be pretty much impossible not to with how big he is. Though he seems to get off on both, it’s more the motions than your suffering that brings him pleasure.
“Good. Now get up.” He says as he pulls you off again. He stands as well and though he’s not as tall as aemond, he’s still taller than you. “Bend over.”
“Over what, your Grace?”
He sighs and rolls his eyes, like you’re more of a nuisance than anything. He then swiftly grabs you by the waist and manhandles you so you’re bent over the iron throne. Though, you make yourself pliable for him.
“You would think that as a prince, I wouldn’t have to do all this work.” He rucks up your skirts and tugs down your smallclothes. He sees your folds glistening with wetness. “Oh gods, you like all this? What a pretty little cunt you have.” He says as he rubs his hand through it. “Let’s see if it’s enough to truly make a man cunt-struck.” He then slips himself inside of you, so slowly that you think that it makes it hurt more rather than less.
“Ah-ah…” you whimper out once he’s fully sheathed inside of you.
“I almost didn’t think I’d get it all the way in.” He laughs a little before beginning to thrust lazily. “Maybe this was the only reason he kept you around. It wasn’t enough though, was it? He still abandoned his little whore.” He chuckles and begins to thrust a little harder now. “Nothing to say? You were so confident at the cyclops’s side you seemed to have lots to say then.”
“My prince…” you moan as he hits that sweet spot inside of you, his thick cock filling you up deliciously.
“Say my name when I fuck you.”
“Mmm, Jacaerys.” You whine out as his hands come to your hips, his thrusts making you unsteady.
“Perhaps I’ll keep you around. Make you my little fuck toy.” His thrusts get quite rough now. He’s angry and taking it out on you. And you could swear that his thrusts are so deep that his cock is in your tummy. You feel his fingertips on your pearl.
“Please, Jacaerys.” You beg him for release.
“Begging now? Gods maybe my stupid fucking uncle just enjoyed how pathetic you are, but you don’t care about him now, do you? You’re my whore now.” His hips keep slamming against yours and his words make you hit your peak, the possession of them enticing you. The way you constrict around him has the young prince hitting his peak as well. He spills his seed deep inside you and then immediately pulls out.
“I’m going to my chambers. I’ll have you bathed and delivered there in an hour.” He says before descending the steps and leaving you there, slumped over the iron throne.
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its-vannah · 1 year
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Question...? | Jacaerys x Reader
A/N: I absolutely loved writing this, to the point that there's another authors note at the end. Love y'all! Enjoy!
Warnings: Arranged marriage, mentions of infidelity, use of the words "whore" and "prostitute", unhappy bethrothal, angst, fluff
Midnights Masterlist
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Before arriving at Dragonstone, your sister took you aside and sat you down in your chambers, smoothing out the front of your dress as if you were still a child in need of constant care.
Taking a deep breath, she sat beside you, placing a hand on your cheek, "My Y/N..."
A small, timid smile appeared on your face. But you wouldn't meet her eyes. You couldn't. A piece of you felt betrayed by what she had done just days prior. Giving your hand away without a word.
By the way
"Before you leave for Dragonstone, there's some things I need to share with you," She explained, "Some things you may not want to hear, but should."
You nodded halfheartedly, "Yes, Aurely?"
Have to say
"The prince will expect certain things from and of you. Things you may not be prepared for."
Shaking your head, you smiled at her, laying your hand atop of hers, "Sister, mother has already been over this. The ceremony, what happens after the ceremony... How fast I need to be with child. I know."
I just may like some explanations
Releasing a shaky breath, your sister shook her head, "No, Y/N, other things. Things mother wouldn't dare share with you."
Raising a brow, your smile faltered, "Is it something bad?"
"It's not good."
You urged her to continue, "Go on."
"It's common for men to take on other women in addition to their wives. Whores, as they're called. They could be noble women, servants, commoners, even prostitutes. Even your closest friends."
Your shoulders fell, "He could be different, Aurely."
She shook her head, "Most men aren't."
"But what about Robert? He treats you well."
She laughed, "He treats his whores better."
Your eyes went wide, "I'm sorry, Aurely, I didn't know."
Fuckin' politics and gender roles
"Everyone knows, they just don't discuss it. Because it's not meant to be discussed. I wish someone had warned me before I was wed, but they didn't. So I'm telling you now. Keep your head up and mouth shut."
"You can't possibly expect me to do that."
Staring into your eyes, she gripped your shoulder, "You will. For the sake of your marriage, you will."
"It isn't much of a marriage without loyalty and trust. How am I supposed to trust my husband when he's sneaking off every night?"
"You're not."
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Your meeting with Prince Jacaerys had gone as expected. Awkwardly.
After introducing yourselves, you took a quiet walk through the garden, the two of you talking about the weather and your families. Nothing terribly personal. Nothing a man would ask his fiance, and nothing a woman would ask hers.
Good girl, sad boy
You couldn't get a good read on him. He looked sad, but he had a level of confidence you couldn't match. He was sure of himself, and it showed.
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That night, a ball was planned in honor of your engagement. After spending hours getting ready, your mother making sure everything was in place, the doors into the great hall opened.
Guests piled in, lord's and ladies, nobility, and knights.
Not long after, you made your entrance, a gentle smile on your face as you moved to sit beside Jacaerys at the long dining table.
She was on your mind
He nodded kindly to you, and for a split second, you thought he was coming around. But the longer the dinner went on, the more you realized that his attention wasn't on you, but the woman at the end of the table.
It was one drink after another
She was dressed in red, the color of blood, and her long dark hair cascaded down her back. She was beautiful. And whenever he caught her eye, he bowed his head and looked away, draining his glass of wine.
With some dickhead guy
Even when the two of you were supposed to be dancing, solely focused on one another, his eyes were glued to her. But she wasn't even looking his way. She was dancing with another. And when she did return his gaze, regret was plastered on her face.
There was something you were missing that had happened between the two of them, but you didn't know what. And you were hesitant to ask. But you had always been curious, and it always got the best of you.
It was only when he stopped dancing all together for a moment that he realized you had followed his gaze. And your heart broke.
Fuckin' situations, circumstances
Pulling away, you excused yourself and quickly exited the hall, ignoring the stares of the people you passed on your way out. This wasn't about them. They weren't a part of this marriage.
Making your way to your guest chambers, you hastily opened the door, closing it softly behind you. You had heard the sounds of slamming doors your whole life—you refused to stop that low.
Just barely yourself together, you could hardly breathe. Struggling to unlace your dress, you spent a few minutes unraveling the string until it hung loosely over your body.
Slipping it off, you were in the middle of untying your corset when you heard a soft tapping at your door.
Hesitant to open it, you inched towards the door, slowly twisting and pulling the handle open to peer out the door.
Standing before you was Prince Jacaerys Velaryon. A look of sadness on his face as he gazed down at you through his lashes, "Lady Y/N, I've come to apologize. May I come in?
"I'm not sure that's appropriate. There'd be talk."
"We're to be wed, there'll be talk regardless."
Accepting his words, you pulled the door open, stepping to the side.
Still standing in your half fastened corset and underdress, you felt bare before him. But according to your mother and sister, he'd see you like this soon enough. So you didn't bother covering up.
"I'm sorry for my actions, my Lady. It was wrong of me to look elsewhere. My attentions should have been solely on you. And from this day on, they will."
You could tell he was sincere, but you had questions. Questions you didn't want to go unanswered.
Can I ask you a question?
"May I ask you something, Prince Jacaerys?"
He nodded, "Please, call me Jace."
Sitting down on the edge of your bed, you pat the spot beside you, "Come, sit."
"I'm not sure this is appropriate."
You raised a brow, "You're already in my chambers unchaperoned, and I am hardly clothed. I think we're past the point of what is and isn't appropriate."
Accepting the truth, he sat beside you, "What would you like to know?"
"Have you ever been in love?"
He shook his head, "I can't answer that."
It's just a question
"But you can. And you will if you wish to earn my respect."
If Aurely could see you know, she'd have your head. But she wasn't here, and neither was your mother.
After a long pause, he nodded, "Yes."
"With the girl—at the ball?"
Half-moon eyes, bad surprise
His head hung in defeat, "Yes."
You shook your head in response, "What's her name?"
Jace's eyes sprung open, "You don't plan on harming her, do you?"
I just may like to have a conversation
"No, Jace, I don't. I just wish to know more about you. You may never love me, and I you, but I want to know what love feels like. Even if I'll never have it."
"Her name is Sara Snow," He said, "She married into a wealthy family. I met her in the gardens of Driftmark."
"Tell me about her."
He glanced over at you, "This doesn't upset you?"
"We're past that point, Jace."
He sighed, "She was beautiful. That was the first thing I noticed about her. Her beauty. She may not have come from a high family, but she was graceful. Around others, at least. She was... Passionate. Born from fire, I used to tell her. She wouldn't take no for an answer."
"How long were you with her?"
"Three years. Whenever I had the chance to be with her, I was. I couldn't stay away. It's like she grabbed me and didn't let go. And I didn't want her to."
You nodded, "When was the last time you were with her?"
Did you realize out of time?
"A day before I found out about our betrothal. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I was unloyal to you."
Miscommunications and I
So your sister had been wrong. About the physical aspect, at least. Emotionally, his heart still yearned for her.
Did you leave her house in the middle of the night?
"How did she take it?"
Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh
He left out a breathy laugh, but he didn't find what he was about to say funny, "She couldn't have cared less. She was wed two days later. I hadn't known she was betrothed."
Do you wish you could still touch her?
"Do you miss her?"
And you're not sure and I don't know
"Yes. No. I think so. Yes. It hurts like hell. But I can't do anything about it. I'm betrothed, she's married. And I honor myself with being loyal."
"I'm sorry, Jacaerys," You said, returning to formalities, "I'm sorry that I'm not Sara Snow."
We had one thing going on
He shook his head, "I'm glad you're not like her."
"In what way?"
I swear that it was something
He sighed, "You're sincere about what you say. You care. And that's easily noticed. It's what will make you a good Queen."
"Thank you, my prince."
The two of you were silent for a moment, and then he turned to you, "It will take time, Y/N, but I don't think I'll harbor love for Sara forever. I think, given time, I will grow to love you not only as a wife, but as a friend. But I need your patience. I'm..."
"Healing?" You finished, finally meeting his eyes.
A sigh of relief washed over him, "My thoughts exactly."
Rising from the bed, he extended a hand to you, "Shall we return to the ball?"
You looked down at your clothes, "I'm not sure it's acceptable to go back as I am."
"I could help you, if you'd like."
"Are you sure?"
Jace picked your gown up off the floor, placing it on the side of the bed, "Certain."
Then what did you do?
He carefully laced up your corset, his fingers gliding a long the ribbons as he criss crossed them, tying it at the bottom.
Turning you to face him, he slipped your gown back over your head, pulling your arms through one at a time before smoothing it down over you.
"Beautiful."
But one thing after another
Your heart fluttered at his comment, but you calmed your nerves, reminding yourself of his words: this will take time.
A color I have searched for since
Gazing up at his brown eyes, his hands stayed at your waist for a moment
Painted all my nights
Your mother had always told you that she found a sense of comfort in deep brown eyes, and until now, you hadn't understood why. But it all made sense now. That color was everything to you from that point on. Because it was his.
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The day of your wedding came, and although there was still a ways to go, you and Jace had come far in your friendship.
'Cause I don't remember who I was before you
Instead of seeking other friends to speak to about everyday topics, you sought out one another, eagerly filling each other in on what happened throughout your days with a smile. Now you were working on building your relationship with each other, which neither of you feared anymore.
So now, as you stood with your finger intertwined, finshing your vows, you accepted your future with Jace gladly.
Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room
He leaned into kiss you, and you met him halfway, softening in his embrace.
But fifteen seconds later they were clapping too?
The only thing that broke you apart was the eruption of clapping from your guests, who were smiling and raising their glasses to the new couple, the future King and Queen of the seven kingdoms.
Does it feel like everything's just like second best after that meteor strike?
From that point on, you were Jace's sole focus. To him, everything else came after you and your happiness.
(I remember)
Years later, you still remembered what he told you that night.
But tonight
Under the night sky, he looked at you and, tucking a strand of hair behind you ear, smiled, saying, "I think it's happening."
"What is?" You questioned, turning to face him.
Got swept away in the gray
"I'm falling in love with you," He said, "I guess it happened faster than I had planned."
"That's the thing about love, Jace. You can't plan it."
He nodded and, with a smile, leaned into your embrace. Jace had fallen for you, and you for him. That was something that could never be taken away.
That you saw that night
After breaking away, you gazed up at him, "And Jace? I'm falling in love with you, too."
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A/N: In so many books, movies, and shows these days, love is shown as something that happens in an instant. Often times, we expect for love to happen at the snap of a finger. But not all love is instant. In this fic, you and Jace fall for each other slowly, and are still actively falling for each other by the end. As much as I love fast love tropes, it's important to remember that sometimes, the things that take the longest wind up being the best.
Thank you all for your support in this series. It means the world to me to read your comments and see how much y'all are enjoying it. Stay safe and love y'all!
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1. One foot in
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Summary: You try to adapt to your new life as a separate woman, with a bit of help of a surprising person
Warnings:  Cursing, cheating, adultery, talks about body shaming, therapy, Harwin is a c*nt, for reals, misogynistic beliefs, body shaming, again, Harwin is not a good person on this… and Jace isn’t either, tampering with birth control, spy cameras, panty stealing, a bit creepiness
Wordcount: 3.9 k
Notes: Alright let's get this party started. This won’t be long, I’m thinking of three big chapters. I’ve never written a kid before… hahaha or I have but not this much…
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It had been two of the hardest weeks of your life
You felt so lonely, meaning, Harwin was barely there as it is, but he came home every night, and he was the kind of man that make himself present by making you need him, that being him to open the pickle jar, change light bulbs or even anything, he was there, his looming presence, and now, you were alone with your daughter, if something happened…
You were on your own
Despite him calling you every hour, even at lunch break at his company, maybe to prove to you he wasn’t screwing his secretary, was it true that he wasn’t speaking to her? did you care?
You juggled Aerea in one of your arms as she giggled, and with other you tried to grab your keys from your pockets as you had hanging from your limb all the bags from the grocery store
As you entered, all your instincts made you jump as you draw a shirtless man standing right there in the middle of the Kitchen
“Ah!”, you let out a shriek as Aerea giggled again, clearly amused, and the men soon turn to someone familiar, Jace turned to meet you, running to your aid
“Jace, you scare me!”, you accused, as he grabbed Aerea from your arms, and the bags from the other
“Sorry I…”, he chuckled, “I’m an idiot it was hot outside and you had said I could use the pool, you gave me a key, I called my father, he said he was going to give you a heads up
Oh so that is why he was calling so intensely 
You had decided today that you wouldn’t answer
“Sorry about that, I was at the store, hands full”, you finally looked at him and you found him staring, as he grabbed Aerea, the muscles of his arms flexed, they were thick, his torso… wel… he had clearly taken to the gym, you shook your head as you started to put the things you bought in their place in the fridge 
“Sorry to have barged in, I will call you next time”, he said with a shy smile, 
“No, no, this is your father’s house, you can come any time, really”, you said quickly 
“I might take you up on that”, he said with smirk, Aerea played with his dark curls as she giggled, happy in her big brother’s arms
“You are so good with her, she adores you”, you teased, now putting away things in the tallest cupboards
Jace went to the living room to place his sister on the ground next to her box of toys, and he came back quickly, he pressed himself to you as he placed a can of beans where you couldn’t reach, just as you were trying to do
He was so close you could feel his body heat
“Let me help you with that” he growled 
“It’s ok”, you said, trying to get in the tip of your toes
“I got it”, you lost balance, and you found no better sustenance than the half naked young man standing next to you.
He chuckled darkly, as he placed the can where it belonged, he placed one of his big hands on your lower back
“Thanks”, you smiled, “you are missing the best hours of sun Jace, you should go enjoy the pool”
“Very well”, he said with a smile, and walked away to the patio. You kept putting away groceries while you saw Aerea play with her big magnetic pieces 
And as you were watching your daughter, Jace appeared in your line of vision, he had stared cleaning the pool
You didn't use it much. you didn’t felt comfortable in a bikini any longer, so it was a bit dirty, with leaves and all
His toned body under the sun, his thick arms as he concentrated on taking all the filthy out of the water.
Were you really just checking him out?
No, you were just admiring him 
Whomever he was interested in, he or she was very lucky, he was a handsome man.
You grabbed Aerea, who was getting fuzzy, and put her down for a short nap, and when you returned to the living room, you could tell it was getting very hot outside, so you grabbed a beer, and went and offered to him who was now finishing up the pool 
“Oh you are too kind”, he said with a wide smile
“Thank you for cleaning the pool, you didn’t have to do that”, you said apologetically
“No it’s fine, I want to use it, I should be the one to clean it, I couldn’t help but notice the grass needs a little trim too..”, he said, taking a sip of the bottle
“You definitely don’t have to THAT”, you said
“I know, I want to”, he said
“Well, I just going to let myself get pampered, I’m not gonna’ pretend any longer”, you giggled 
“Well, It's the least I could do…”, he said, and you stopped giggling suddenly, looking at him wide-eyed, he saw he had committed a “mistake”, “oh…”
“Harwin spoke to you I gather” 
“He did, he told me you two were splitting up”, he whispered, looking at you with pity in his eyes, you took a step back from him and faked a smile, “I just wanted to check up on you”, he confessed
“Well, you don’t have to do that Jace”
“I know”, he said quickly, “you are a magnificent woman, Strong…”, and he chuckled at his own play of words, “but everybody needs help”, he said, “In fact, I need some”, he deviated the conversation, smart
“What kind of help Jace?”, you asked, deciding to focus on that part of the conversation
“Give me a safe haven from my home, and I’ll help you around the house”, he offered
“I don’t know if I should be shielding you from your mother”, you said with a shy smile
“She is freaking out because my friend Cregan and I invested in a new business which I’m working on remotely, she doesn’t believe it’s head start, but we have faith in it, i have to put on the hours so it does work, I need a good internet connection, and I’ll help you around the house, what do you say?”, he offered. You didn't quite know what to say
“I really don’t want issues with Rhaenyra, she is going to think I’m hiding you here or something”
“She won’t”, he said
“Promise me Jace”, you demanded
“I promise, my mother doesn’t even need to know”, he said
“That is not what I meant!”, you said with an amused smile
“I know I know”, he laughed, “Please, I know you studied this, you could help me”
“Alright”, you relented
“Now… where’s that weedwacker”, he asked raising his eyebrows
“On the garage”, you responded
“On it”
“Enjoy the sun Jacey, Aerea is sleeping”, you said softly
“Can you put sunblock on my back?”, he asked,  teasingly, “you wouldn’t want me to burn on your watch wouldn’t you?”
“Very funny”, you didn't think anything of it, you put the cream in your hands and then you did a quick work of his broad back 
Oh if you could only see how hard you got him, he covered his lap with a towel, he couldn’t show his cards, not right now
“Thanks”, he said as you finished his lower back
“Of course Jacey, I wouldn’t want you to burn up”, you said softly
“Why don’t you join me?”, he asked looking back at you, “when Aerea wakes, it’s going to be safe enough to bring her out here too”
“I don’t think is such a good idea”, you said lightly, “I have things to do inside, ta-taxes and some-”, you got up pretty quickly, not wanting to explain why you wouldn't want to put a bikini on
You started lunch, you guessed Jacey was staying, anyways, you were accustomed to make large portions.
You phone started ringing, it was Harwin, he had gotten himself an apartment downtown near his office, he has renting, it was very small which make you feel guilty when he had to have the kids, but right now, yesterday was the day the children went back to their mother’s, and he hadn't seen Aerea since he left
So you picked up the phone and started to talk
Jace watched you through the window, just by the look on your face, he knew it must be the lame excuse of a father
He blame it all on you when he spoke to him, Luke and little Joffrey
Of course he didn’t tell them that he was the one at fault when he cheated. No, he gave them some lame excuse that people grew apart and what not
He was making it almost too easy
You were so sweet, almost naive…
“Harwin…”, you fought over the phone, “I know Aerea is two, and she is not much fun, and yes, she won’t remember, but she needs to see her father… it’s important for her”, a tear fell from your eye has you heard Harwin’s lame excuses not to pick up his own daughter, “I know… she is a lot of work, she is too young, but she calls for you at night…”
“Well that this what you get for kicking me out of our house”, he managed to hear 
Jacerys looked severely at you, and you just found him there, listening
“Well, whatever Harwin, call me when you want to see your daughter”, and you hang up the phone, and wiped your tears and tried to smile
“Thank you Jacey”, you whispered, not very convincing, “I’m having lunch, would you like some? I made too much, you see… out of habit”, you said simply
“I would love to”, he said, “I always loved your cooking” 
“Great”, you smiled softly, you were longing for company, so you rushed to set the table and serve lunch, Jacaerys sat on the table, and you put a plate filled with food to the brim.
When you married Harwin, you were young, you didn't really know how to make much, you didn’t know how to cook, and you barely knew how to clean a stove 
You learned, because Harwin passive aggressively told you he wanted to eat… better, so you bought books and forced yourself to improve your technique
For you, it was work
Harwin seemed pleased, but never had said a word to you.
Jace’s moan of delight made you snap out of your thoughts and smiled as you saw him golfing down the entire plate of food
“This is magnificent”, he moaned, “fuck”
“Hey, don’t curse” , you giggled
“Is just so good”, he said, “best I’ve ever tried”
“Now, I don’t believe that”
“The best pasta with Volantisi sauce I’ve ever had!”, he said, “Cross my heart and hope to die!”
“Well, I'll believe you”
You needed that, every little compliment, it was food for your soul, because if it wasn’t for Aerea, you would have believed you were doing everything terribly wrong
Aerea’s call for you was her signal to letting you know she was awake
“Just in time”, you muttered, and went to grab her
Jace certainly enjoyed watching your delicious ass walking away from him to go and pick up your child. 
Suddenly he was hungry for something else
He imagined what it would feel like, with his big hands grab the globes of your ass, spread them apart and…
But he needed to bid his time
He was already in, he needed to go slow, so it was permanent
You came back with a giggly Aerea, she was so sweet
“Would you like some lunch my beautiful girl?”, you asked sweetly, with a hand serving spaghetti while she walked towards Jace and reached for him with her arms. Jace picked her up
“You already walk little one, why do you always want to be carried uh?”
“Yes she is a little spoiled isn’t she?”, you asked sitting back at his side
“Just the right amount, and understand like, how could you refuse her? she is so beautiful and sweet”
Gods, he could already feel it, him with the baby you were going to give him in his arms, while you prepare a delicious lunch for all the family…
You tried to feed Aerea as she was being hold by Jace, and sneaked bites in the middle, Jace moved his chair, you were impossibly close, he was still half naked, he leaned in
 “You make beautiful babies”, he whispered so close to your ear your little hairs in the back of your head bristled, you jumped when your phone rang
You grabbed it quickly
“Darling I did it!”, sang song Sara’s voice, loud enough that Jace was right there, “I got you the interview, but you have to be here in twenty minutes, I caught him on a good mood”
“I can’t do that, I have Aerea here…”
“Go”, Jace said, “I’ll take care of her”
“Really? It could take a couple of hours…”, you said apologetically
“Of course”, he said with a shy smile, “she adores me and I her”
“Thank you so much”, you whispered, “Sara I can make it”, you said excitedly onto the phone
“Great, get in here!”, you jumped front he table, kissing your daughter on the cheek, and Jace’s cheek without thinking
“Thank you, you can call me if anything happens. for real”
“Nothing will”, he assured you
“Bye mama!”, Aerea was barely talking, but everyday she said new words 
“Bye my love, be good to your big brother alright?”, you teased, you grabbed your things and went out the door
It was a job opportunity, a very special one since you haven't worked in four years 
And it was also a great opportunity for Jace, being alone in your house is something he needed
“Jace-ey”, she giggled as she grabbed a handful of spaghetti with her chubby hand and took it to her mouth
“No darling, da-da”, he teached her, making her jump on his knee, making her giggle
“Nooooo! Jacey!”, she babbled playfully
He make her have more plentiful spoonfuls of pasta, and then he grabbed her in his arms
He searched for the cupboards until he found them, healthy snacks for his baby sister, he grabbed a cookie made of puffed rice and honey
“Who I am?”
“Jacey”, she giggled
“No… da-da”, he thought her
“Dada”, she said complicitly, and he gave her the treat happily 
“You are such a good little girl”, he praised, making her jump in his arms, “wanna play?”
She was a sweet kid, and Jace adored her, and he was going to love her more once he could call her his. He placed her in her playing zone in the corner of the living room
There is a couple of things he needed to do
He put on his gray sweatshirt on, as he was going to stay inside, and then he grabbed his backpack and extracted a small spy camera, 
He was a dedicated young man, so he placed one in the living room, in the bookshelf amongst the books, pointing at the couch and you could also see the open space towards the kitchen… especially the kitchen counter, where he planned to ram you against 
He looked at Aerea to check on her and she giggled 
“Da-da”, he reminded her
“Da-da”, she called back
“Good girl, come”, he called, reaching for her, she stood up, grabbed a stuffed animal and ran away from him giggling, he chased after her, until she reached your room, the space he wanted to see
He playfully grabbed her and let himself fall to the bed with her on top of him, he hugged and kissed her face, and then he started tickling her until she laughed hard
“It’s the tickle monster”, he growled playfully 
“Noooo dada!”, she laughed, she looked so sweet with her small teeth.
Jace stood up, taking another camera off his pocket
“This, is for dada to take care of mommy”, he said, showing it to Aerea
“Mama! dada!”, she said, she tossed and turned on the bed, playing, as Jace placed the camera hidden in the furniture in front of the bed, where he could see you clearly when you slept… or rather, when you invited him in
“The tickle monster is back!”, he growled, once he was done
Aerea shrieked and laughed trying to squirm away from him, but Jace grabbed her in his arms 
“Dada! more cookies!”, she begged, Jace took one from the small package he had placed in his pocket and gave one to her
She munched on it while he took her to his next point
They were right there, he didn't even had to look too hard
A brand knew package of your contraceptive pills, only two of them missing, sitting gingerly on top of the sink, inside your cosmetic bag
“Yes” he said with satisfaction, to see that they were those white ones, the easiest ones change, and you used one of those cool plastic gadgets to dispense them 
“Do you want a baby brother or sister, Aerea?”, he asked with a silly voice
“Yes!”, she said simply
“Then mommy is not going to need these anymore”, he said, slowly replacing each one by placebo’s his friend Cregan helped him get
Then he threw them in the sink, running water to eliminate the evidence
“Do you think nineteen days are enough to make a baby little one?”, he asked again, to keep her entertained, while she played with the rubber duckies that were in the edge of the bathtub for her bath time
He looked at the hamper filled halfway with your clothes in it, he leaned in, and grabbed a pair of panties... and he put him inside his pocket, for later... he thought...
When he was done, he felt proud of himself, he grabbed his baby sister and walked to the living room
“Baby dragons”, she demanded when they went back to the open space of the kitchen, dining room and living room, and she saw the big TV
“Ah, do you want to watch some cartoons, little one?”, he sat on the sofa with Aerea, turning on the TV and putting on the streaming service
You were such a good mother
He put on his little brother’s and now Aerea’s favorite show
“Baby dragons!”, she cheered as cartoon dragons appeared on screen, a green and blue one, a red and black one, a cream colored one with golden, a dark blue one, a golden one, and others”
“What is your favorite one?”, he asked
Aerea cuddled on his chest as she was quickly hypnotized by the show
“Dimfire”, she said simply, wanting to say Dreamfyre
“That is also Aegon’s favorite”, he laughed 
He wondered how your interview went
He found it amusing
When you are his, you were not going to need to work, but by now, he found it endearing, you wanted to be independent, wanted to split from Harwin completely
That worked in his favor 
You came back some hours later, finding the most endearing scene in the living room, Jace hugging his baby sister, cuddling together on the couch 
“Hellooo”, you sand sing, “I brought us a treat”, you said, two boxes of pizza in your hands
“You treat me so well”, Jace said with a smile, and you were just happy he was comfortable here, you has tried so hard when you first started receiving them in your house, to make it a home for them as well, and you believed you had succeeded
Was there a way for you to only diverse Harwin but keep his family? you were going to miss having them around, it was already a week, and you felt so lonely
You were happy and relieved Jace was staying
“Is the least I could do”, you said with a smile, “How was the little one?”, 
“An Angel, but that is no surprise”, he said
“You are so good with her, she loves her big brother”, you smiled at him. 
“Well, I have experience with my younger brothers, I have taken care of them since they were born”, he said with a proud smile
If he only knew he was trying to prove how good of a father material he was.
As you munched on the pizza, Aerea in her chair, you started chatting up cheerfully
“How did the interview go?”, he asked
“Great”, you said with a wide smile, “I don’t want to jinx it, Aerea is started daycare so it would be great”, you said, “I don’t want to get my hopes up”
“I bet it went great and you are being modest”, you smiled back at him, “you are a great mother, I’m sure you are a great professional as well”, he said simply
You suddenly felt nervous for some reason
“I’m sorry Jace, I knew we had something good here”, you said quietly, wanted to get it out of your chest
“You don’t have to apologize”, he said simply, “it is not your fault”, he said
“Well, depends in who you ask I guess”, you said without even thinking, “I miss having you all around, the house got so quiet all of a sudden”
“Well, that could be easily fixed, I’m here”, he said, and you smiled, “thank you for letting me come here as an escape, do you mind if I crash here?
How could you ever think there was something sort of sinister behind that “boy next door” attitude and smile?
“Like I said, is your house”, you whispered
You finished your dinner and as you took all the leftovers and the plates back to the kitchen, Jace released Aeres from her chair, taking her in his arms 
“Dada!”, giggled Aerea and then she leaned in and cuddle in Jace’s neck
“No sweety”, you giggled, over the bar that separated the kitchen from the table you had your meals in, “that’s your big brother Jace”, he was looking back at you, amused
“Well I could be her dad”, he teased
“No…”, you chuckled, “you just look so much like Harwin” 
“If I was Aerea’s father we would had have her when I was nineteen, the same age my father was when he had me”, he pointed out, and you found it strange that he would go out of his way to do explain it. You also found it strange he said we 
“Well he was young”, you said, “but you are right, you could have made her”, you teased tickling Aerea making her giggle 
You took her in your arms as she started cuddling, a clear sign that she was getting sleepy as the night had fallen over the city
“I’ll take her to bed, you of course can do whatever, perhaps watch a movie that isn’t animated”, you teased
“Nighty night Aerea”, he said goodbye, and you went to tuck your toddler in her bed
And as you want to make your daughter sleep, Jace put away everything else, cleaning the kitchen as well, he had to put everything out there, prove to you that he was worth it
He catches a bottle of wine hidden there, of course you were saving it for a special occasion, and he smiled thinking soon there might be, but not tonight
He already had a foot in, and now he was going to jump all in.  
But for now he grabbed a couple of beers, and he looked for the movie that had more sex scenes in it, and waited for you to join him.
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Undeniable Desire
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c.w season two spoilers; characters (addam and nettles), mention of dragonseeds (nothing more), loss of virginity (jacaerys) non virgin reader, smut, fingering (fem), oral (fem), p in v, clothed sex ?, possessive jacaerys, not proofread
summary: You are dragonseed and have become good friends with the prince. You think nothing of it and not expecting your desires to lead to anything but when you speak of what you think of your future his truer colors show.
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a.n: anybody else cant stop thinking about bridgerton LMAO, i need to rewatch soon, anyways i hope you all enjoy :3 promise im getting around to requests i just needed to push out this idea 🥰 LOVE YOU GUYS
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You finally manage to shake off addam and his drunken rampage with a laugh telling him off. “come on you cant leave yet.” “I am going to bed you fool leave me be.” You knock him upside the head and he groans giving you the opportunity to walk away and turn back to the rest of them with a wave. Chimes of goodnights and sleep well are what your met with and you walk away, feeling eyes burning into you you turn back once more and see him staring at you with an unknown look on his face, taking a drink out of his chalice ignoring alyn next to him who was talking his ear off, not even sparing him a glance as he continues to stare at you.
You turn around attempting to ignore how your stomach burns and your face heats at the thought of him. Jacaerys Velaryon. You just like the rest of your ‘dragonseed’ friends have grown close to jacaerys during your time together. Yet you can’t help but feel their was something different about the way he looked at you and even other people can’t help but notice it either.
‘He is definitely wants to fuck you.’ ‘Nettles!’ The girl next to you laughs before chugging down her wine. ‘Do not say such things.’ Addam walks over and drops down to the spot next to you, ‘what are you two talking about?’ ‘The prince.’ ‘ah and how he wants to shag miss oblivious right here.’ ‘did you guys plan this?!’ You in your frustration rip the cup out of addams hands and chug it. ‘its not our fault he makes it so painfully obvious and you are so painfully oblivious to it.’ You shake your head and keep your gaze at the campfire in front of you. ‘It is not true.’ you don’t see the way the pair look at each other and instead start picking at the grass near you.
Even if it was true it wouldn’t matter, you certainly had no intention of sleeping with him. He was betrothed and he certainly did not seem like the type of man to lay around with any women he saw fit. He was the crowned prince for gods sake the heir to the queen and you were in the middle of a damn succession war feelings be damned and you were certain your friends were just playing jokes on you and he certainly just saw you as a friend.
You think nothing of it as you are getting ready to go to bed, just having put on your night gown after your bath, when the flap of your tent opens and you turn to it alarmed and let out a sigh of relief when you see him. “I am sorry i did not mean to disturb you.” “It is no issue my prince, Do you need something?”
You turn back to the mirror and fiddle around with your hair, eyeing the prince through the mirror. He just stares at you for a moment and takes a drink from his cup, you gulp and look away from him, pushing down your own desires attempting to stop your imagination from running wild. What if he just walked over to you and pushing you against the mirror, ripping off your dress and having his way with you, maybe he would drop to his knees and wrap his lips around your pearl, only letting go until you were withering and begging him to stop.
You shake your head and “Would it be selfish of me to admit i missed you? i feel as though we did not talk much today?” You smile lightly at his words and curse yourself for thinking such terrible things. Of course he simply just wished to see you, as he had been busy with his duties all day, only getting to see you all at the end of they day only for you to leave before getting to say a single word to him.
“You honor me my prince with your time.” He shakes his head with a laugh taking another sip, “i would give you anything in the world.” You flush and look down, fiddling with your dress too embarrassed to move from your place in front of the mirror. Hes just being dramatic you think, he does not mean what he says, especially since he seems to be drinking. “You are too kind my prince.” “Call me Jace i beg of you.” “Would you truly beg me?” “I would get on my knees at your feet and do whatever you asked.” Your knees shake as you press your thighs together, the heat between you legs almost unbearable, a part of you wants to shoo him away so you can put your hand between your legs and take care of yourself or find some poor soul in the camp to relieve yourself with. You don’t, you cannot simply ask him to leave for such selfish reasons, especially since you know deep deep down that if you sought out somebody else you would only be thinking about him.
He seems to realize you don’t plan on saying anything so he begins to speak. “You know they were all talking about something.” You give him an interested look in the mirror and he takes another sip, “About what they were planning on doing after this fight is over. Do you have any thoughts? About what you plan to do?” You look up in thought, “I haven't given it much thought if im being honest.” He hums but says nothing. “Maybe i go off to the reach, it sounds very lovely.” “You would not stay in the keep?” You laugh at his idea and shake your head, “Why would i stay there? What would you miss me?” He says nothing and you don't look at him, instead continue talking, lost in your own imagination. “I would probably travel around for a bit, then find some lord to marry he fuck some babies into me and then i live the rest of my life-” You gasp as your suddenly pushed against the mirror being completely trapped by him, you hadn’t even registered the cup being thrown to the ground.
“My prince?” He flips you around suddenly and your eye to eye with him. His hands grip your waist and pull you directly against him. “You will not leave.” “I don't understand-” “You are not going anywhere you will stay by my side.” He has an animalistic look about him, like he's about to eat you whole, completely bewildered by the idea of you leaving. “I have no place in the keep.” “Your place is by my side.” His words have such a finality and certainty about them as if he's giving you no reason to argue with him. “You are to be married, This is highly inappropriate.” Your words are pushed out like puffs of air as his hands have moved up to your chest, rubbing your nipples through the fabric, you can feel him hardening between your legs. “I shall take you as a my second wife, no one will argue i will be king.” “You are being absurd.” “Do you desire me?”
You pull him into a heated kiss. He quickly reciprocates, his hands moving from your waist to under your night gown and he lets out a delighted hum at the liquid on your thighs. ‘Are you bare?” “I was planning on sleeping.” He moans lightly before he pauses before actually touching, “Do you want this?” you nod feverishly, “Please touch me please.” wasting no more time he runs his fingers along your folds, “This is for me right? and no some stupid pompous lord in the reach.” “yes yes.” You answer him but he doesn't seem to be listening, mumbling to himself in anger. “I hate the lords in the reach, always with each other heads in their asses no way you will marry any of them, let them put a baby in you.” He sticks two fingers inside you, “I wouldn’t i wouldn’t only you.” The pit in your lower stomach grows as you watch in shock him drop to his knees in front of you, his body being lost to your gown as he begins to lick and suck at your clit, his fingers moving quicker to pump in and out of you.
You cannot speak so much of his name. Using one of your hands to cover your mouth to not draw attention to yourself, the other plays with one of your tits, sliding it under your dress. He does not let up, even has you orgasm once then twice, only releasing you after the third time and you fall back, leaning against the mirror with wobbly legs as he keeps a tight grip on you holding you up as he stands. You can see the shine of your own essence on his lips and jaw, you swear you can even see some of it dripping down his neck into his collarbone.
He simply stands there and watches you fiddle around with his pants to free him for a few moments as he licks his lips. “You do not know how often i have thought about this.” You look up at him and give him a smile, “You think of me?” “Every minute of everyday, my waking thoughts and my dreams are only filled with you.”
Before you know it he is pushing into you with a hiss and you chuckle with a delighted moan at his closed eyes and clenched teeth. “First time?” “I may not have been your first but i will be your last.” Giving himself a second to get used to your pulsing warm walls that seem to be sucking him in every second he begins to move. Hes a little sloppy, clearly unsure and if anything a little unconfident about what he’s supposed to do. You place your head on his neck, making sure your lips are right next to his ear and you begin to move your hips to meet his, moaning in his ear only for him to hear.
He gains confidence after a few moments and soon enough you have no longer and need to meet him as he begins to pound into you diligently. Your fingers dig into the fabric of his tunic as the pit in your stomach grows once more. “please tell me your close.” You’re shocked he’s even managed to last this long but nod and he groans in delight. “Please peak please together.”
The mirror behind you is completely covered with a foggy mist just as your eyes are when you finally release. You pray as you catch your breath that you two were quiet enough because you would rather be dead than me made fun of by your friends for finally fucking the prince. But as you feel his seed running out your lips and down your thigh you decide maybe it was worth it.
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"I dare you to say that again."
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jacegans · 1 month
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We won so hard today ❄️
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yaerenart · 7 months
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Jacaerys Velaryon
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bbygirl-aemond · 1 year
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jace, after the dinner: why are you following me? helaena: we're friends now! jace: that's fine, but why is aemond also following me helaena: well, you see- aemond: we're a package deal, bitch. jace: but don't you hate- aemond: PACKAGE. DEAL.
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jamespotterismydaddy · 4 months
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Gilded Whore
Traded possession pt 2
A/N: for everyone who requested pt 2!
TW: smut, dubcon, exhibitionism, jaces monster cock
word count: 841 words
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You never know when the prince will request your presence and he doesn’t call on you everyday and you are most definitely not held in the same high esteem as you were when you belonged to Aemond. You don’t know if you even miss the way he treated you because you know what you were, a gilded whore. No amount of pretty jewels could make you a princess and he was never going to make you his wife. At least with Jacaerys, you know what you are.
You walk into the young prince’s chambers. You aren’t dressed in rags but there’s no extravagance to what you wear. He’s lounging in a chair with a goblet of wine in his hand when he sees you.
“Good.” He looks at you. It’s strange, the emotion in his eyes. You can’t place it. You wonder if he treats you in a way that is common for a whore to be treated but you don’t think so. You don’t think he or Aemond treated you ‘normally’.
“May I be of use to you, your Grace?” You ask him. You don’t miss the way he cringes. He feels wrong about the way you are used.
“Go stand on the balcony.” He says and you follow his wishes, looking out into the city as you do.
You can hear his footsteps as he walks over behind you and then hear his breath when he’s only inches away.
“What do you think?” He asks.
“Of the city?”
“Yes.”
“I think it must be a depressing place to live.” You say simply.
“All the people that live down there fear me. Do you fear me?” He asks as his finger trails up and down your back. Your breath hitches in your throat.
“Aemond used to ask me that.” It’s hard to tell what he thinks of that answer because he doesn’t get mad right away. He doesn’t lash out on you.
“I have something he doesn’t have.”
“Me?” You say quickly and you’re a little embarrassed when he chuckles. You could never be so important.
“Love.” Jacaerys answers. “The people down there also love me. You need both to rule well.” You’re silent as he speaks, listening to his lesson but not understanding why he teaches it. “I am - and will be - a good ruler.”
Who’s he trying to convince?
“I don’t like the idea of owning people.” He says as he presses his front to your back. You can feel his hard cock through his breeches. “But I like owning you.” His hand runs through your hair and then down before he rucks up your skirts. “I understand the kinslayer’s infatuation.” Your small clothes are yanked down and you gasp softly. The two of you are high up but not so high up that someone couldn’t see you from the ground. “Hold the railing and bend over.”
You bend at the waist, feeling his thick cock rubbing between your thighs. He groans as his hands squeeze your hips. He pushes the head in and you try not to wince.
“M-My prince…” you whine when he’s fully in.
“How can you not be used to me? Perhaps I need to fuck you more often.” He pulls out and thrusts back in, the force of his hips pushing yours to the railing. The same railing that you feel like you are gripping on to for dear life.
He languidly pushes his cock in and out of you for a moment so you aren’t so overwhelmed, so you don’t moan out loud for the whole city to hear. It doesn’t do much to keep you quiet.
“Seven hells, you’re a cock drunk little thing aren’t you, slut?” His hands reach around to the front of your bodice. “You shan’t be so loud if I do this.” He tears the bodice down the middle so your breasts spill out. “If your sweet little mouth doesn’t stay shut then anyone who hears your sounds and looks up, will see all your nakedness as well.”
You may have been a whore to two princes but that doesn’t make you a voyeur. You blush like a virgin at the prospect of being seen as you’re fucked over the balcony. The prince speeds up his pace once he’s satisfied that you won’t be drawing attention. You squeeze around his hard cock, your knuckles turning white from your harsh grip on the railing.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum already. Your tight little cunny makes me act like a cuntstruck boy.” You whine in return as he pummels into you, going deeper… and deeper… and deeper inside of you before freezing and spurting out thick ropes of cum into your already dripping cunt.
“Jacaerys…” You whisper out his name like he’s a deity. Every man who says Targaryens are closer to gods than men are right and you know it.
“Angel.” He breathes out as he turns your head to face him. All of you faces him. “Take that ruined gown off. You’ll sleep in my bed tonight.”
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its-vannah · 1 year
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Karma | Jace Velaryon x Reader
A/N: As requested, this is the second part to "Maroon". I hope y'all enjoy it as much as the first fic, it's not as angsty lol.
Warnings: Death, you have children, marriage, sexist comments made by Lord Baratheon, crying, mentions of an affair
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Part One
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Lord Baratheon sat across from you at the long dining table, the glass of wine in his hand drained in seconds. Waving it around as he spoke, his words were slurred.
As the night went on, the topics of conversation became more personal and, for you, highly offensive and embarrassing.
Looking around the table, he released a drunken laugh, "All these women are struggling to bare child, but what you really need is a strong man."
'Cause if you dare, you'll see the glare
You shot your husband a warning look, praying to the Gods he wouldn't go any farther. But he didn't even look your way.
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
"I got my wife pregnant on our own wedding night. It's not an easy feat for most, but for me, it was like a stroll in the gardens."
"My Lord—" You began, but he waved you off, ignoring the glare you shot him.
He laughed to himself as he beckoned a servant to pour him so more wine, "You just have to be in control. Your will to have an heir needs to be greater than anything else. Don't worry about her personal pleasure, but your own. It's your seed that controls—"
Karma's gonna track you down
From the other end of the table, someone slammed their first down, ceasing all movement and conversation.
'Cause karma is my boyfriend
Jacaerys stared right into your husband's eyes, "That's enough, Lord Baratheon."
You're talking shit for the hell of it
But he just laughed, drinking more wine, "It's all fun and games, my prince. I wasn't only speaking of Y/N, but the other women I've—"
The Prince raised his voice, "Enough!"
The air filled with silence, not a single person moving. Your cheeks were hot, your eyes burned, and your lips quivered as you fought with yourself to hold back the urge to cry.
Addicted to betrayal, but you're relevant
For all his faults and flaws, you hadn't thought Lord Baratheon to be unfaithful. You didn't even know when he had found the time to visit a brothel. He was always tending to his people, whether he was ruling or visiting the local people.
Rattling your ground
Then, it hit you. By "visiting the locals", he meant fucking prositutes. Clenching your first, you shook the thought out of your head.
And I keep my side of the street clean
Despite your heart belonging to another, you would never be unfaithful to your husband. You had more respect for him, apparently, then he did for you.
Pushing your chair out, you stood abruptly, "Excuse me."
Your shoes clicked against the stone floor as you walked hastily towards your private chambers. Once you reached the doors, you threw them open, letting them slam behind you walked over to your writing desk.
Ask me what I learned from all those years
Removing the large necklace your husband insisted you wore, you set it on the table, removing each piece of jewelry one at a time before you removed your dress. Standing only in your petticoat and corset, you braced yourself against the table, finally breaking down.
Ask me what I earned from all those tears
Between your heavy breaths and muffled sobs, you didn't hear the door creak open, the sound of footsteps behind you.
Sweet like honey, karma is a cat
Careful not to startle you, Jace cleared his throat, placing a hand on your back, rubbing it in a circular motion.
Unafraid of what would happen if someone walked in, you turned to him and melted in his embrace, crying into his shoulder.
Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me
Holding you tightly to his chest, he kissed the top of your head, "I will always love you, Y/N. Nothing will ever change that. It's going to be okay."
(I'm still, I'm still here)
After that moment, you didn't want to let him go. And a year later, you got your wish.
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Don't you know that cash ain't the only price?
Lord Baratheon was beheaded and killed in a battle between the blacks and greens.
His younger brother soon took over control of the palace and surrounding area instead of your son, and you were left a widow. And while the locals supported you during your supposed time of grief, you couldn't have been happier to be freed of House Baratheon.
Sweet like justice, karma is a queen
Deciding to wait the acceptable month before another bethrothal to avoid suspicion, you and Jace married soon after.
Standing at the alter, you couldn't help but smile up at him, finally getting the life you longed for. From the crowd, Cregan watched as you found the happiness he had once, unintentionally, taken from you.
Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend
The wind blew softly, and you realized how free you felt; no longer restrained by your unhappiness. Instead, you were hand in hand with the man you had loved for years.
Ask me why so many fade, but I'm still here
Your happiness had once been stolen from you, placed our of reach. But death, ironically, had brought the two of you back together.
Karma's a relaxing thought
As the ceramony came to an end, Jace took your face in his hands, pressing a soft, but deep, kiss to your lips.
Me and karma vibe like that
For the first time since your son was born, you felt at peace.
Coming straight home to me
Even years later, after the birth of your second son, Lynor, and daughter, Nyra, and the battle between his mother and Allicent, his love never wavered. All the stress in the seven Kingdoms could fall on his shoulders, which they did, and he would never stop loving you and your family.
After your arrival to Driftmark, he was finally able to hold your son, Lucerys the second, in his arms. Losing control of himself, he wept for the years he lost with him. But he would never let go now, not until the day he died.
Many years later, when he had already passed and you were on your deathbed, each of your children sat around you.
While Jacaerys had given up his title in favor of his brother, Argon, his children still became miraculous leaders.
Step by step from town to town
Your eldest son, Lucerys the Second, had grown into a strong, yet kind, ruler just like his namesake. While still refered to as a Baratheon to avoid scandal, he knew, accepted, and embraced his true heritage. With a family of his own, he was an example of what a ruler should be. He looked after Driftmark and put his whole heart into ruling, ensuring that his people were well taken care of. His wife, Serna, was not just a prize to him as you had been to Lord Baratheon, but his equal.
Your second son, Lynor, went on to become an infamous knight in the seven kingdoms. A noble warrior, he became the King's Hand when he was of age. He, himself, married Cregan Stark's youngest daughter, Norea, and showed her the same love Jace had shown you in his lifetime.
And your beautiful daughter, Nyra, was highly respected throughout the kingdoms, eventually marrying into House Tully. She reminded you of Jace, who had always doted on her as a child.
And now, as you lay with your children around you, sadness filling the room, you smiled.
Lucerys took your hand, "Mother, I'm not ready for you to go."
You squeezed his hand, "It's time, my boy."
Closing his eyes, he fought back tears, pressing a kiss to your hand.
You're terrified to look down
Lynor was next, shaking his head, unwilling to meet you eyes out of fear that, if he did, he'd lose control of himself, "Do you not fear death?"
You shook your head weakly, "No, my dear, I don't. I welcome it."
You wouldn't know what I mean
"But why?"
It's coming back around
Nyra sat beside you, looking down at you with a soft smile on her face, "Because she'll see father once again."
"I love you all, as did your father," You said, coughing in between words, "He would be so proud of you."
'Cause karma is the thunder
Feeling the world slowly fade around you, you watched as your son's crumpled.
Lucerys wept into his hands, praying to the Gods, and Lynor remained stoic, refusing to break down.
Nyra, however, placed a kiss on your head, saying a prayer as your soul left your body.
Karma is a god
The next thing you knew, you were in Jace's arms again, strolling through the gardens as he had promised all those years ago.
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archangel-lucerys · 2 months
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Did you guys watch this Harvey's audition tape for lucerys 😭 so much to unpack, the fact aemond being mean is new to him, he realises he looks different from targaryen and HE HAS HIS MOTHER'S CROOKED FINGER! Why he knows that's his mama!
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