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Hi! Can I request an Alicent's innocent daughter who pregnant dark!Daemon's child? I'm really curious about how the relationship between Daemon X Reader in this story will develop! Maybe reader was on the way to tell Dae she was pregnant again only to hear a conversation that Daemon was just using her (he really isn’t but Rhaenyra making sure she hears) she leaves and takes her son, and Daemon realises who he really loves and switches to the Greens! Plot twist, a Happy Ending please filled with much SMUT and Otto dies and a little flirt scene with Aegon or Aemond to make Dae jealous hehe.

A/N: I hope you like it! Maybe I went a little overboard with this and the character was not as innocent.

pairing: dark!Daemon Targaryen x niece!Reader

summary: Alicent's innocent daughter who is pregnant with dark!Daemon's child? I'm really curious about how the relationship between Daemon X Reader in this story will develop! Maybe reader was on the way to tell Dae she was pregnant again only to hear a conversation that Daemon was just using her (he really isn’t but Rhaenyra made sure she heard) she leaves and takes her son with her, and Daemon realises who he really loves and switches to the Greens' side! Plot twist, a Happy Ending please filled with much SMUT and Otto dies and a little flirting scene with Aegon or Aemond to make Daemon jealous

Word count: 8,5K

Warnings: Smut, Angst, spanking, fingering, P in V, pussy eating, spit play, breeding kink, pregnancy kink, orgasm control, cum play, jealousy

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You could not believe, you pregnant again, you were happy of course. The moment the maesters announced you were healthy again after the birth of your son, Vaenys, Daemon and you coupled like a bunch of rabbits so it was no surprise really, it was a matter of time.

Your father married you to your uncle after you turned ten and six name days old. You were not his heir nor were you even the second born so he married you to your uncle. You innocently agreed and was overjoyed by the match, at least he was not some fat old lord who could barely move a hand. Your mother was against it deeming the relationship queer however your father and insisted. Daemon seemed content enough with this marriage so hearing this conversation now made you feel confused at first.

"I do not understand why you still humour this marriage" Rhaenyra's voice was hushed not wanting anyone to hear but she was doing a terrible job at being discreet.

"She is fun to indulge into" You peeked into the room through the small between the door and doorframe. Daemon was sat beside the fireplace with a cup of wine in his hand and Rhaenyra stood beside his chair.

"My little half sister is no fun. She is just a dumb little girl who follows you around like some dragonling, she has not even ridden her dragon in over a year" She snickered. You had not been able to ride your dragon because you were very week during your pregnancy and then later on Daemon left you too sore or exhausted to ride.

"She is a cute little thing" Thing? Is that what you were in his eyes? A thing to toy with and fill with heirs until he got his fill? You turned around and left not finding the courage to face the both of them. Tears streamed down your face freely and you had no control over them.

You made it to your room in record time finding it empty, your son was down for a nap and your handmaidens were probably preparing for the feast tonight. A feast in Aegon's nameday honour, another one for you to watch him embarrass himself in. Your fingers shook as they quickly undid the laces. You felt breathless, no matter how many deep breaths you took you still felt like your lungs were closing up and unable to store any of the air coming inside.

You pulled the dress off followed by the corset and your linen leaving you completely naked in the middle of your room. You stumbled over to the washroom attached to your room and over to the bucket of cold water. You splashed your face with the water intended for other reasons. The water on your heated face felt refreshing but not enough. You sobbed harder as you slid down feeling like an idiot for falling for your uncle's games. Of course he only cared for the throne and would throw himself at Rhaenyra the second she gave him an opening, the throne was what he wanted and he won't be getting it with you. You were the fourth born child of King Viserys and third born of your mother.

You pulled your knees up to your chest wanting to sink into the floor and never emerge ever again. Your poor boy would grow up in a lie that his father cared but he never did. All those nights Daemon sung lullabies for him to sleep were for show only, to get closer to you and manipulate you into obedience so he can do anything he wanted without you noticing.

After what felt like hours your eyes dried of any tears having none anymore to shed. You bathed with the help of your handmaidens who shut their mouthes after you snapped at them to cease their questions about your wellbeing. You knew that they meant well but you did not wish to talk about the incident. You put on a dress you have never once touched in your wardrobe before, a dress your mother gifted you many moons back, a green dress. The dress covered your shoulder but dipped down into a deep V neck showing the insides of your breasts tucked closer to one another with a special corset from Dorne that pushed them inwards. The slit stopped just about your belly button, something you were shocked your mother sent for you to wear considering how religious she was. The sleeves reached your elbows before a thin fabric continued from there in a lighter shade of green in bell sleeves, the front reached your wrists but the back of it resumed to touch the floor. The dress kissed the floor as you walked even with your golden heels on. The back of the dress was only a little low showing your shoulder blades but not more. Over the right breast there was a golden dragon embroidered there still showing what house you belonged into. You placed two emerald earrings in your ears with a matching emerald necklace to shine under the candlelight.

Your sworn guard ser Lormer was stunned to speechlessness and remained so until you reached the great hall where the feats was being held The guard announced your arrival upon seeing you. A hush fell around the room as you stepped down the steps with your head held high. Your mother's face brightened at the sight of your choice of dress and a smirk grew on your grandsire. Otto's face. Daemon's face showed only shock and horror at the colour you chose.

"The beckon on hightower, do you know what colour it glows when the Hightowers call their banners?" You heard someone whisper the question somewhere in the room but it was heard perfectly fine in the silence.

"What father?" A younger voice asked. Your eyes watched your father's expression, he seemed to have been under a spell or maybe remembering a memory?

"Green" Was the answer. You paused in front of your father on the other side of the table. He looked up at you watching you as your bowed down in a graceful curtsy.

"Your grace" You greeted rising back up. You moved to round the table and paused behind your grandsire leaning down to place a kiss on his bearded cheek making his smirk widen.

"Good girl" he praised. You smiled and moved to take your seat on Daemon's left with Rhaenyra on his right.

"What in the seven hells are you wearing?" He leaned over to hiss, glaring at you. You leaned your elbow lazily on the armrest as music filled the hall again yet there were still stares on you.

"A dress, husband" You replied. Daemon's hands curled into fists in his lap. A smirk grew on your face seeing that you had irritated him.

"Did you not have any other one? A black or red one perhaps?" He asked infuriated with you. You turned to watch as some couples moved to the dance floor to some upbeat song before turning back to Daemon only then realising that he has never asked you to dance or let you dance with someone else, an activity you enjoyed before marriage, an activity you participated in at your wedding only once and never again.

"I am afraid they all are being either washed or thrown away" You responded apathetically with a bored smirk on your lips still. You could hear even from the other side of the table as Aegon demanded for some more wine. Besides you both new that was not true, you had way too many for all of them to be washed at the same time.

"Thrown away?" He was surprised now. Why would you throw away the clothes he brought for you, after you married he brought you a hole wardrobe and threw away your old one and made sure your wardrobe was of the newest fashions from all around Westeros.

"Yes they found mold on them and their foul smell filled the room" You hissed resentful and now Daemon knew your words had a double meaning. You pushed your chair back using his moment of surprise to move away from him. Rhaenyra watched in shock as you left Daemon behind, usually you stuck by his side even when he got up to talk with some lord. The both of them watched you make your way the Greens' side and to your brother Aemond specifically.

"Care for a dance brother?" You held your palm open for Aemond to take. Aemond was surprised seeing as you had not danced with him since before your marriage. He accepted the offer happily and guided you down the steps to the dance floor. Aemond was only one year younger than you so you two used to be the closest between your siblings.

"What caused such a change, dear sister?" Aemond pondered. You smiled gently moving to hold one of his hands in yours and the other around your waist. You placed your other hand on his shoulder and led the beginning of the dance moving with the beat of the music.

"Nothing, I just opened my eyes" Was your reply. Aemond chose not to push for more enjoying this moment in between each other's arms.

He lead in the dance twirling you around along with the other ladies in time. When you paused in front of him with a genuine smile on your face he placed both his hands on your waist and pulled you off your feet watching as you moved your arms above your head expertly before placing you back down on the floor. You two gazed upon each other the entire dance moving and twirling together you with the hobby of dancing and Aemond with the hobby of sword fighting.

"Another, dear sister?" Aemond asked once the dancing ceased and the tone changed.

"Gladly" You moved to his side with a grin. He held out his arm for you to hold as you moved along with the other couples.

Daemon watched from the high table as Aemond moved you, held you and felt your body, your body that belonged to him. He gulped down the cup of wine in front of him as Aemond held you from behind swaying from side to side before moving to twirl you to face him.

Rhaenyra watched Daemon's every facial expression with worry eating at her. What if he was rethinking what he said and promised? What if changes his support? What if he does not marry her the second Laenor was gone from the front? What ifs circled her head making sweat build up up her back.

You laughed when Aemond gave you an extra twirl as the song ended. Aemond's eyes twinkled as he watched you but then something behind your back caught his attention making him stoic again. Your turned to find Aegon standing behind you surprisingly with no wine anywhere near him, for now.

"If I may, brother, I would like to dance with our sister as well" Your older brother held out his hand. Aemond grumbled something under his breath before placing your hand in Aegon's hand and moved back to the table.

"Aegon, it has been a while" This time it was a much slower dance. A very provocative dance, it initiated no physical touch but the partners stood very near to one another, dancing and teasing one another.

"It has, dear sister, Uncle has been hiding you all to himself " Aegon chuckled darkly looking you up and down, eyes pausing on whatever flesh peeked from under your dress.

"Yes it seems so" You moved to walk behind Aegon. You broke one of the rules of this dance and placed a hand on his shoulder leaning closer to whisper in his ear as you other hand run up his side.

"You can have me all you want now" You let your breath hit his ear before pulling away and moving to stand in front of him again. Aegon's hand raised wanting to touch you but paused and moved back down to ghost over your waist. The both of you moved in a circle with not a singular inch touch but you were the closest to each other between all the couples.

"You have grown sister, your mind is no longer as naive" Aegon whispered. You moved closer hiding your actions with your body. You grabbed his hand with both of yours running your thumbs over the sensitive skin on the inside of his wrist feeling his heart race. You looked at him through your lashes with a smirk.

"You mean I know the ways of the body now" You responded. Aegon's eyebrows shot up in surprise. You giggled turning to look at the high table noticing three people watching you, five eyes, Daemon, Rhaenyra and Aemond. Your smirk dropped when you saw the maester move closer to Daemon.

"I have to go, Vaenys is awaiting me" You spoke hurriedly before moving away from Aegon. He did not have time to stop you and watched as you sprinted in the direction of the exit.

"My prince" Daemon snapped from staring at you and Aegon, standing close, touching one another.

"What is it?" Daemon snapped annoyed. He did not even think twice if he were being rude to the older man but turned to glare at him anyways.

"I wished to congratulate you myself, your grace" The old man said. His back was slightly hunched and his bead touched his belly and sweat was evident above his brow.

"Whatever for?" Daemon's eyebrow ticked up in confusion. The older man grumbled a little maybe also annoyed with Daemon.

"Your lady wife's pregnancy" The world stopped around Daemon. You were with child? Why did you not tell him? What has gotten into you today? Daemon's eyes snapped back to the dance floor but you were already gone and Aegon was now entertaining some other lady. He stood up so fast he almost fell from the blood rush. His eyes filtered through the crowd trying to find your green dress, your white-blonde hair but you were nowhere to be found.

You however were hurrying down the corridors now with a cloak over your shoulders and your sleeping son of one bundled up in your arms. Daemon cannot now of this new child. He will surely kill you when it is born and marry Rhaenyra now that he had his heir and his spare. Your handmaidens did not question you seeing the maddened look in your eyes and merely watched you bundle your son and leave with a sprint.

You were thankful to find that the Dragon keepers were also celebrating somewhere leaving the dragons to their own. Yours was a light blue one laying closest to the exist of the dragonpit. He was a newly hatched dragon when you were born that you bonded with during a visit with your father to dragonpit at your second nameday and your egg was forgotten since then.

Your dragon raised his head feeling your presence and the urgency in your steps. He kept his body low allowing your to climb and chain yourself and Vaenys tightly. With one word your dragon clambered out of the pit and took to the skies with ease. You felt a rush of relief fill your body. You had the urge to open your arms and feel the wind but you would never endanger your son.

Flying above both land and water it reminded you of the days you used to fly alongside Aegon and Helaena as children until Aemond claimed Vaghar and joined you three. How happy those times were, how happy you were. You would not trade Vaenys or your other child for the world but maybe you would trade the circumstances.

Your peace did not last long when you heard a second pair of wings beating against the wind behind you. You turned your head and looked over your shoulder to find the unmistakable red of Caraxes. You turned back around tightening your grip around your son.

Your dragon sensed the danger swerved down to land on a nearby island not wanting to risk you or your children. He has always been protective of your child and now he probably also sensed your pregnancy and wished not for harm to befall you. But this ruined your plan of traveling to the free cities and hiding your children there. Your dragon laid down on the sand watching as Caraxes landed not far away from the three of you. You feared what was to come, what Daemon's reaction would be. Speaking of Daemon he looked furious as he walked closer to you and Vaenys.

"Where do you think you're going? And you're taking our son too" Daemon hissed furiously. You took a step back and away from him but he followed you.

"I was merely flying around to clear my mind" You lied. Daemon laughed almost darkly. His eyes looked crazed and the way he flexed his fingers by his sides made you feel an unknown kind of fear bubble inside of you.

"Liar, you are a terrible liar" Daemon accused. He stepped closer until you were almost touching with only Vaenys in the pace between you two.

"You intended to take my son and run away" His hand shot up to grab a handful of your hair pulling your head closer to him. You whimpered in pain feeling some of your hair being ripped out.

"I heard you, you have no need of a dumb little girl like me" You cried. Tears welled up in your eyes again at the reminder of the words. Daemon closed his eyes as if he was trying to compose himself.

"Those were not my words" He reminded. You shifted the sleeping child to one arm and used the other to push his hand off your head.

"No because you think I am fun to indulge into" You yelled. Your child whined annoyed at being disturbed. You shushed him urging him to go back to sleep, rubbing up and down his back.

"Is that a bad thing?" Daemon smirked shrugging his shoulders. You wanted to punch him, hit him and show him how hurt you were.

"You do not love me, Daemon, you seek fun with me. You love Rhaenyra" You whimpered. You turned your back to him making your way back over to your dragon. He watched you with his huge eyes filled with worry for you.

"You stupid girl" Daemon was quick to catch up with you and moved to stand in front of you. You paused your walking and looked up at him.

"Just because I seek fun with you does not mean I do not love you" Daemon pointed out. One of his hands moved to grab your chin gently.

"You love her more and you will always choose her over us" You shook your head. You tried pulling away from Daemon but he was quick to wrap an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him with only Vaenys in between you two keeping just a breath of space.

"I would never, you three are now my whole entire world, you do not understand how much you all mean to me" Daemon leaned his forehead to rest on yours. Vaenys squirmed in your arms a little but did not complain.

"I heard-" You began but he cut you off with a kiss to the lips. You pulled away to look him in the eyes, trying to study him, see if he was lying.

"You heard lies so come back with me, sweet wife" He Moved to place a hand on Vaenys' head pocking out of the blanket a little. The boy let out a sigh of content snuggling deeper into your aching arms.

"Come home, our home" Daemon moved to pull your son out of your arms. You breathed out a sigh letting him take Vaenys from your arms. Daemon hugged the sleeping boy close to his chest placing several kisses to his head.

"You swear you do not love Rhaenyra" You spoke before he could walk over to Caraxes. Daemon turned around to face you again growing annoyed with you and your stubborn head.

"I love only you" He responded. You nodded your head still not entirely believing him but followed him nonetheless. You climbed atop your dragon and rode behind Daemon silently and back to the Red Keep.

You went to your chambers while Daemon went to return Vaenys to the comfort of his own bed in his room. You undid the cloak once you were in your room which was dimly lit. You undid your hair leaving it cascade down your back. Daemon walked in as you took off your jewelry, first the earrings followed by the necklace. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"Green is not your colour" He whispered in your ear. You shivered from the closeness of your bodies. His hands found home on your hips massaging the skin there slowly rising up to your waist before moving to rest atop your stomach.

"It does not suit my child" He placed a kiss below your ear. His hands pushed slightly in onto your stomach to indicate that he now knew of the child growing in your womb. Your eyes dropped from watching him through the reflection of the mirror to look down on the clutter laying atop the vanity table.

"It is my mother's house colours" You reminded him. Daemon did not respond too busy kissing up and down your neck. One of his hands rose up to your shoulder pushing down the fabric to reveal the skin below. His lips followed the path he drew with his fingers.

"Daemon" You did not know if you were warning him to stop or resume. Daemon pulled away to look at you in the mirror, violet eyes clashing with lavender eyes.

"You do not get to speak after what you did" Daemon hissed. His hands moved to your waist turning you around to face him.

"I should punish you for running away" He smirked almost evilly. Your heart dropped with fear but you felt excitement course along with your blood in your body.

"I could not bare hearing you almost confess your love for my sister and sit about" You pushed him back. Daemon did not even more an inch but his eyes showed his surprise that you found the courage to respond in his face.

"It seems I have let you free to much, wife" Daemon used both of his hands to rip the dress clean off of your body. You gasped in shock as the cold air hit your bare skin. Daemon was even more surprise to find you not wearing any other layer except a weird looking corset he easily removed.

"You will receive your punishment with pride and thank me for it" Daemon pulled you by your forearm to the nearest chair by the fireplace. He sat down and patted his lap.

"Daemon, no" You whimpered shaking your head, you regretted ever rebelling against him if he were to hurt you. Daemon ignored you, he surged forward wrapping his arm around your waist forcing you to lay down on his waist.

"Daemon, no, please" You tried pushing yourself up but he kept his hand on your back forcing you down. His other hand rubbed on the skin of your plump behind.

"Count or it will get worse" He warned. You felt your face warm up at the wetness that started to coat your lower lips. Daemon leaned closer to you grabbing at the flesh of your behind earning a small moan from your lips.

"Understood?"

"Yes, husband" You braced yourself on his leg awaiting the harsh slap. This was not the first time he had spanked you before but this still felt different than before.

"Good wife" You yelped when his hand came down on your behind. You cried a 'one' not wanting to anger him. Daemon placed his hand over the mark that will surely form there and rubbed it gently to sooth the pain away.

"I wonder how many more can you take" He voiced his thoughts noticing you beginning to squirm. His hand came back down on your behind harsher that earlier. The 'two' that you squeaked almost sound like a mouse screaming for it's life. Daemon chuckled darkly leaning down to place a kiss on top of the reddening flesh.

"It hurts" You complained wiggling your hips. Daemon watched as a small trickle of arousal ran down your thigh and your exposed cunt glistened in the candlelight.

"But you enjoy it" He teased. His hand trailed down running over your soaked slit. He breathy moan escaped your lips and your hips squirmed harder wanting even more friction. Your whole body was on fire with excitement and fear at the same time.

"Daemon please" You whimpered, burying your face in his thigh. Daemon delivered another slap to your bottom earning a quite scream from you. You still did not dare stop counting and whispered a 'three' between sobs. This pain was so pleasurable you needed and wanted more. Daemon could see the way your cunt clenched around nothing with the third spank so he delivered another one.

"Fuck, Daemon, four" You wiggled your hips desperately. You felt like you were going to cum any second now. You hated how easily your body submitted to him, how much control he had over you.

"Good girl, one more but do not dare cum" He placed a kiss between your shoulder blades, hand soothing over the sore skin, you relaxed in his hold at his affectionate touches that when he slapped you one last time it came a shock to you.

"Shit, five" You wiggled trying to get out of his hold. Daemon guided you to your knees in front of him. He shifted in his seat proudly showing off the bulge in his pants that grew tighter and tighter by the minute.

"My naive wife, running away like a coward" Daemon grabbed your chin and pulled you head up so you would look him in the eyes. His heart picked up speed at the sight of your teary eyes.

"Daemon I need release" You begged. Daemon noticed the way you were squirming in your place and realised you were rubbing your aching cunt against your legs under you from where you kneeled.

"Naughty wives do not get to cum" His hand wrapped around you bicep pulling you up to stand in front of him. He also stood up from the chair and moved you to sit on it instead.

"What are you going to do?" Your wide eyes watched as he unbuttoned his tonic and took it off. Your body trembled with excitement with the more clothes he shed. Your hands moved on their own accord as they raised to touch his bare skin when there was no more clothes left on his body. Your fingers run up his thigh to his hipbone.

"Like what you see, wife?" Daemon questioned snapping you back to reality. You withdrew your hand from touching him and looked up at him with wanting eyes. He slowly came down in front of you until he was on his knees. His hands laid on your thighs rubbing affectionate circles there.

"Did you truly think I would chose Rhaenyra over you?" He asked, a flash of anger passed by his eyes. Your own eyes trailed down look at his hands atop your flesh feeling tears build up in them. One of his hands raised to force your head up so you would look up at him.

"Answer me" He demanded. His hands trailed down to your knees pushing them apart as much as possible. Your hips wiggled unconsciously reaching for the edge.

"You love her more" You whispered. He pulled at your hips so your were as far away from sitting but more like laying down on the chair. The movement hurt your behind but you did not dare complain. He leaned closer to your mount but instead turned his head to your thigh instead leaving a trail of kisses on it.

"I love you most" He replied. His tongue licked a trail up your thigh to the side of your cunt. You gasped when he blew a little on the soaked skin. One of your hands snapped to grab at his hair pushing him closer to your pussy.

"Please, Daemon" You begged thrusting your hips up in the air seeking friction. Daemon showed you mercy wrapping his lips around your swollen clit giving it a gentle suck. His hands trailed down to your calfs giving them a gentle squeeze.

"Ooh yes" You moaned. His tongue toyed with your clit before he buried his face deeper into you and let his tongue slid inside of your clenching hole. Your breath was stolen from your legs as he shook his head from side to side letting out vulgar sounds, devouring you as if you were his last meal.

"Daemon" Your voice was so weak you did not know if he heard you. Your stomach was tightening wanting release. Your fingers dug into his head attempting to push him closer which was impossible.

"Do not cum" He ordered from below, his voice was muffled by your cunt but you understood him perfectly. The vibrations his voice sent through your pussy did not help your situation.

"I can't" Now you were trying to wiggle away so you would not have to disobey his ordered. Your hand tried pushing him away but he was quick to grab your wrist and move it away from his head and trap it on the armrest of the chair with his serving as a lock around it.

"I'm going to cum" You cried thrashing around even harder. Daemon used his other hand to push your hips down and steady the rocking chair so you would not tip it over. His tongue resumed to torture your clit and hole that was crying for release.

"Please, I'm gonna cum" Now you were begging to cum, you did not care of you disobeyed. The second you made up your mind to defy him and cum he pulled away with your wetness coating his lips and chin. You cried at the loss legs curling to close protectively in front of your weeping cunt. Your free hand slapped over your lips to muffle the cries. Tears leaked out of your eyes, despair filling your body.

"Naughty wives do not get to cum" Daemon repeated his words from earlier. He stood on his feet with his chest puffed out proudly. He picked you up from the chair as if you weight nothing and moved over to your bed laying you down gently, you were still pregnant with his child.

"Please Daemon, I need to cum" You begged clinging to him. He shushed you holding you close to his chest. You let him run his hand down your spine and over your bruised behind and over your thigh pulling it up to wrap around his waist while you both laid on your sides facing each other.

"You will get to cum on one condition" He promised against your hair. You gulped fearing whatever he wished of you. Your mind went blank when you felt his tip rubbing up and down your slit gathering your arousal but did not push inside, it remained as the weapon Daemon used to tease you, mould you to his will.

"What is it?" You whimpered hugging him closer to your body wanting, no needing an anchor to remain sane. You never really fared well with teasing.

"Swear you will never run away again" He leaned his head down to place a kiss on your cheek. His lips moved to your eyelashes then down to your nose. He avoided your lips on purpose awaiting to hear you swear yourself and your children to him forever.

"Promise me your husband, stay by my side and I will do as you want, as you wish" He bit at a piece of skin below your ear. He slowly pushed the tip of his cock inside but no more. You squirmed with a whine needing more than just his mushroomed tip inside of you.

"I- I need you to promise me something in return" You whispered in his ear. Daemon smirked loving this new side of you, the side that negotiated with him.

"What is it, dear wife" He pulled the tip of his cock out of you teasing your clit with it instead. Your hips squirmed with neediness, missing this tiny piece of friction it got from his tip inside of your tight walls.

"Never support Rhaenyra, never even talk with her" You pulled back from his ear to look at him. His eyes darkened and his jaw tensed a little. This time he shoved his cock inside of you fully almost as punishment. Your lips parted into an O shape with a silent scream of pain and shock. He watched your chest freeze unable to take air in for a hot minute.

"Why would I do that?" He smirked rocking his hips back and forth. His hand on your thigh, that was thrown over his hip, tightened to compose himself. You wrapped around his cock so good, if the seven hells felt anything like your cunt then he'd happily remain there.

"Because you love me, oh- or were you oh- lying to me?" You finally composed yourself. Moans slipped passed your lips with each movement of his cock. Your nails dug deep into his shoulders drawing blood be he did not care at all.

"Do not ever question my love for you" His his snapped roughly against yours. You cried out breaking eye contact to throw your head back against the pillows in ecstasy. His cock felt amazing inside of you as it always did.

"Then p-promise me that" You panted. Your hands moved to pull him on top of you instead. Daemon happily complied moving to pull your other leg up to wrap around his waist. His hips were snapping furiously against yours now. Sweat was build up above brow and his hair fell over his shoulders. Your fingers entangled into the hair that matched your own in colour.

"I fucking promise" He growled pushing himself up to look you in the eyes, giving you no room to doubt him.

"I swear to love and fuck only you and your cunt" His eyes trailed down watching how his cock slipped in and out of you. The way your arousal coated his cock letting it slid in and out easily and with no discomfort for either of you and how your walls swallowed him in clenching around him seeking both your and his peek.

"Your turn" He reminded. You surprised him when you pushed him back with both your hands and legs. He laid for a second beside you his mind not registering what has happened. By the time he focused again you were sinking down on his length hips already rolling back and forth, side to side and up and down, taking him from all angels.

"I swear to be only yours" You leaned down to press your lips against his, this started out as a punishment but now you had him under you, at your mercy. Your hips jolted with each movement needing to find release. Daemon held your hips trying to assist you from below by snapping his hips up to meet your thrusts.

"I'm going to cum" You warned. Daemon moaned feeling your walls clamp down on him. He did not even dare tell you not to when he saw the fierce look in your eyes and instead moved his gaze to your bouncing tits. He took one of them in his mouth sucking on it to hide his own sounds. Your hand moved to play with your other nipple tweaking it between your thumb and forefinger imagining it producing milk soon for your unborn child which proved to be your undoing making your release crash down on you.

"Fuck! Daemon" Your cried, hips now moving on their own accord to ride out your orgasm. Daemon used this moment of unawareness to flip you back around.

"Yes darling?" he smirked down at you. His hips jackhammered inside of you with no mercy. Your eyes opened to look at him, you looked like you were under a spell. His eyes trailed down to your mouth, lips open letting moans and whines of pleasure slip through. Your cheeks were flushed red along with your ears. The only sound other than your sounds of pleasure and his groans was the sound of skin slapping and the wetness of your cunt.

His eyes trailed to your breasts, moving with the rhythm of his thrusts inside of you, remembering the green dress that covered only a small portion of them at the beginning of the evening making his blood boil with anger. You were a Targaryen by both birth and marriage.

"You shall wear red and black from now on" He informed, not asked, not ordered or demanded but informed. You shook your head from side to side. Your insides were twitching with a second orgasm approaching you.

"You shall wear green" You shot back. Daemon's hand that was not holding his weight up from crushing you, snapped to wrap around you throat threateningly. You sobbed from the intensity of the pleasure, you never thought threatening your life would be so pleasurable.

"Red and black" He hissed. His stomaching tightened with pleasure, he was so close. He knew you were already pregnant but he shall fuck you full of another child even when you were so full, yes it did not work this way but he will make it work, he will make it work because he was a god, he rode two dragons, Caraxes and you.

"Green" You cried out head falling back as your climax washed over you, your legs shook furiously and you lost all feeling in your toes. Daemon ignored the wetness that coated his length and thighs, this was not the first time he managed to make you squirt. Your hand snapped up to wrap around his neck with the same threat of choking him to death. That was his undoing, he came with a loud groan, he has never came so hard before in his life but his hips did not relent and kept rutting inside of you.

"Filling me up so well my husband" You rolled your hips up teasingly as his thrusts stopped. Daemon whimpered at the friction and scrambled to pull out his cock.

"You little whore" He moved to lay beside you facing you. He placed a hand over your belly feeling it's flatness that will soon go away. He smirked evilly knowing that you grew more sensitive while pregnant and especially now that he drew two orgasms from you. His hand crawled down to grab at your mound.

"Daemon" You mewled legs snapping close to stop his movement. He did not listen and shoved two fingers inside of your cunt. He grinded his palm against your overstimulated clit.

"Gotta make sure my cum stays inside" He whispered in your ear. Your body gave in to his request and your legs fell open giving him the space to move his hand. He moved the two fingers inside of you gently at first before picking up pace into a punishing pace. The sounds your wetness created filled the room and usually you would be embarrassed but the pleasure of his fingers inside of you and his palm rubbing your clit was too overwhelming.

Your judgment was clouded but you refused to show it. Your hips rose to grind against his hand desperate for release, a release you know will be a little painful and you would grow to regret the next morrow but now you gave no fucks.

"Fuck me" You cried holding on to his arm for support. Daemon leaned down to capture your bouncing teats with his mouth. He bit down on the flesh before soothing it out with his tongue. The climax that washed over you was surprising to you as well from how fast it came, you did not even have time to warn Daemon.

"Good girl" He praised pulling his fingers out of your cunt. He held them close to your lips and you opened them willingly and let him shove his finger in, you let him shove them in so much you felt them in your throat gagging. You closed your lips around his digits and sucked as if they were his cock. He pulled them out slowly letting you clean them. Your tongue swirled gathering whatever you could find loving the taste of your own release.

"Very good girl, keep your mouth open" He leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead. You nibbled on his fingers before opening your mouth. He pulled away to glare at you but you only looked at him innocently sticking your tongue out wiggling it from side to side. Daemon gathered whatever saliva he had in his mouth and spat it inside of your mouth, some of it even going back to your throat.

"Swallow, wife" he demanded. You pulled your tongue back inside and swallowed before sticking your tongue out to him to show him that it was all gone.

"Good now do the same down here" He took your hand and moved it to his cock that was hard again. The sight of you cumming on his fingers ignited the fire of arousal inside of him again. You shimmed down on the bed until you were between his parted legs. He watched you as you pushed his hand away and took control over the action.

Your smaller hands wrapped around his shaft pulling the skin up and pushing it back down. You stuck you tongue out and leaned down to tease his slit like he did your clit on the chair what felt like hours ago and maybe it was hours ago, you did not know you had not kept track of time, not when his tongue was inside of you, or his fingers or his cock.

"Do not tease" He groaned. His hand moved to pull your hair away from your face and held it behind your head, he did not take control of the movement of your head, instead he merely watched you as you finally took all of him inside of your mouth.

You bobbed your head up and down making sure to swallow whenever he was deep enough inside of your mouth. Small whimpered escaped his mouth, his hips pushing up for more. Your hands moved down to place with his balls. Your eyes watched his face scrunch up with pleasure trying his best to maintain eye contact with you.

"Fuck" His thighs tensed on either side of your head, legs shaking with each suck you gave. One of your hands trailed down prodding at his own hole and ignored his whine pushing a finger inside. Daemon thrusted his hips up pushing his cock as far as possible inside of your mouth at the new friction making your nose bury in the little hair he had above his cock.

You gagged and used your other hand to push his hips down on the mattress again. You pulled away from him with a pop. He whined as your left his cock standing proud and needy leaking precum and his tip red. When you were sure he was going to keep his hips in place you wrapped your fingers around his cock pumping it up and down.

"Good husbands do not attempt to suffocate their wives" You teased. Daemon now used the hand behind your head to push your head down so you would take him in your mouth again. You giggled wrapping your lips around him again and sucked.

"Fuck, cumming" He warned holding your head down. You held your breath already expecting his white seed that shot down your throat. You swallowed it with him still inside of you making him cry at the tightness of your throat and push your head away.

"Naughty wife" He opened his arms. You crawled into them cuddling by his side. The both of you went to sleep covered in cum, sweat and filled with love for one another and had stupid satisfied smiles on your faces.

The next morning you woke up peacefully with Daemon sitting beside you playing with your hair. You had half a mind to fall back to sleep but could not leave Vaenys alone for too long. You turned to lay on your back stretching you arms out feeling numb and sore all over your body, a good kind of soreness.

"Morning, my love" Daemon greeted. There was a weird grin on his face but you just assumed you were imagining things.

"Morning" You sat up with the sheets wrapped around your body. There was a bath awaiting you in the corner and a breakfast on the table.

"I asked them to prepare your bath and breakfast here, I did not know when you will wake" Daemon watched as you got up with the sheets wrapped around your body still. You walked over to the bath dropping your sheet to get in. You sighed content with the warmth leaning back almost as if this was your throne.

"Thank you, dear husband, this gesture is very much appreciated" You smiled warmly at him. Daemon also got up and walked over to you.

"I have some business to attend to, I will be back soon" He leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead.

"I will await your arrival impatiently" You flirted. He smirked and moved to leave the room, closing the door with a click. You took a deep breath and dunk down in the scented water letting it wash away the sticky sweat and cum. You scrubbed your skin clean and washed your hair thoroughly. Then you lathered your skin with oils and dressed in a blue dress, neither red and black or green.

You hated that you had to break your fast alone but enjoyed the delicious food, everything you liked was on the table. From honey to chocolates and creams. When you were done you decided to go see your son now that you were clean and full. With a sweet hum you walked over to the doors attempting to pull them open only to find them locked. You tried again thinking maybe the door was stuck but to no avail.

"Ser Lormer!" You called your sworn sword. You feared Daemon had done something to him.

"Yes my princess" You sighed in relief at his reply. However the quiver in his voice made you sure something has happened.

"Are you alright?" You asked leaning closer to the door so you would not have to yell.

"Y-yes my princess" He stuttered. Now you were more than sure Daemon had hurt him somehow.

"Do no lie" You growled. Your fingers curled into your palms creating fists out of your hands.

"Prince Daemon cut my finger off Princess as punishment but it is alright I have nine others" Ser Lormer, always the worried sworn sword, never wanting to you to feel any pain even if it was not physical.

"I am so sorry" You felt tears build up in your eyes. Guilt was eating you from the inside out, you were the reason someone was in pain.

"It is alright princess, I am alright" Ser Lormer tried to comfort you. You took a deep breath pushing back the tears.

"Did prince Daemon lock the doors?" You questioned. It did not need a genius to know that but still you needed confirming. Was your sweet Daemon from yesterday just a character your husband played in front of your eyes?

"Yes princess, he said it was for your own safety" Ser Lormer answered. You moved away from the door with a small 'thank you'. You were terrified for yourself and your son. Why won't Daemon let you see him? Why did he not lock you two together? Did he mean to kill you? No, he couldn't or could he?

The sky darkened and you were going out of your mind. Daemon did not even send food for you to eat leaving you famished, worried sick and on the verge of madness. When you finally let your mind wander off to the idea of jumping out of the window to get somewhere other than the room did the door to your chambers open and Daemon strutted in with a tray of food in his hands.

"Oh dear wife forgive me, I was busy and forgot to feed you" Daemon said apologetically. You pushed yourself to stand up from the chair, wincing when you felt just how numb your backside had become from sitting on it for so long and it was already sire from the night before.

"What is going on? Why am I locked here? Why can't I see Vaenys?" You threw one question after the other at him. He moved to place the tray on the table beside the old food from breakfast.

"Some very unpleasant things. For your safety. And whoever said you cannot see our son?" Daemon walked over to you. He placed his hands on your shoulders when he was close enough.

"What happened?" You stood your ground with your question. You fisted his tunic to keep him close to you.

"Otto Hightower has passed" Daemon said plainly. Your knees turned into lead and your body leaned onto his. He held you close letting you slid back down on your chair.

"My grandfather?" You whispered. Your stomach dropped when the news registered in your brain. A hand snapped to your mouth in shock. Your eyes locked with Daemons just as a tear rolled down your cheek. He crouched down in front of you and raised his hand to catch the tear.

"It was peaceful in his sleep" Daemon tried assuring you. Of course that was a lie, he had poisoned him but you needn't know that. You were too innocent for this.

"Oh my poor mother must be divested" You whimpered. You leaned down to rest your forehead on his shoulder. He rubbed up and down your back trying to comfort you.

"Everything will be alright my sweet wife" Daemon whispered. Now Daemon had a new plan, first to show his alliance to the greens, for his pretty and innocent wife's sake and make sure Rhaenyra is out of the way, he cannot have his love running away again or doubting him or his love. He will punish Rhaenyra for choosing a room close to your route and for leaving the door open. He will make sure to rain hell upon her for what she did. At least now he had his lovely wife wrapped in his arms accepting him with no second thought. He will do anything and everything for her.

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13keithxpidge13 · 8 months

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I got around to creating my Lucemond love children on Artbreeder! I hope you guys like them! This isn't exactly how all of them are supposed to look like but it's pretty close to what I imagined them to be like! Enjoy!

First up; Renaela Targaryen

She's the firstborn daughter of Lucerys and Aemond almost five or so years later after the events of Forest Fire. Next in line for the Driftwood Throne, Renaela is headstrong, very outgoing, and practically the leader of all of Aemond and Luke's little band of ducklings. She is now sixteen going on seventeen in the main story.

Age: 16

Vaenyx Targaryen

Secondborn daughter and first twin to come out Lucerys, Vaenyx is a bit mischievous and pulls her twin brother along in her games. She likes to fool around and dress up in the prettiest dresses. She's somewhat of a diva, definitely spoiled, but loves her family and her twin brother more than anything.

Age: 14

Vaenys Targaryen

Firstborn son of Lucerys and Aemond and second born twin out of the two, Vaenys was originally named this because Aemond thought that he was born the girl and Vaenyx was born the boy due to how much hair he was born with. In reality, it was the opposite but Aemond and Lucerys kept their names as they were. He's somewhat quiet, somber, but has a deep love and affection for his family. He loves his twin sister more than anything else and would protect her no matter what.

Age: 14

Aenelys Targaryen

Firstborn of the second pair of twins that Lucerys and Aemond have, Aenelys is quiet, ill-tempered, and a little troubled. She has always felt different than her siblings, having to get used to whispers and stares throughout court in Kings Landing whenever their family visits, and it makes her quite bitter growing up. Even so, she has a strong love and devotion to her family-her twin sister especially.

Age: 12

Rhaenerys Targaryen

Secondborn out of the twins, Rhaenerys is named for her grandmother; Rhaenyra Targaryen. But, no one could have predicated how much alike the two of them really would be. She is a confident, happy, sunshiny little girl who loves pretty dresses, jewelry, and cake. Out of all of Aemond and Luke's children, she's definitely the one who cares about her looks and status the most. Quite spoiled, she is, but still attempts to be very humbled in the presence of others. She holds a strong love for her twins sister and spends most of her time by her side.

Age: 12

Visenys Targaryen

Firstborn triplet. Out of all the siblings, Visenys is most like Aemond. He is a brash, moody child that prefers to be left alone and tries hard to earn his father's approval, even at such a young age. He wishes to be Renaela's personal guard when he's older and tries very hard to please her. As expected, he's very much a people pleaser but very harsh mannered. If he does not know you, he will not make any conversation or make any attempt to get to know you.

Age: 9

Visenya III Targaryen

Secondborn triplet, Visenya couldn't be more different than her namesake. She's a spoiled, happy-go-lucky little girl that has no interest in battle nor training. She prefers to dress in extravagant, over the top dresses, and loves to be the center of attention. She's the darling of the Court in Driftmark and claims to be Luke's favorite child (he has none, he loves them all equally, haha). But, she very much looks up to her parents and her older siblings and works hard to earn their approval and feels great shame in disappointing those she holds in high regard.

Age: 9

Visenyx Targaryen

The third born triplet, Visenyx is a very well-mannered and happy little boy. He holds a love for books and tries to sneak out to ride his dragon almost everyday. Very much like Aemond, he holds a fascination for dragons and lords and ladies in court whisper how they think he is more dragon than human. He has no interest in training to be a knight but merely wishes to travel across the Narrow Sea and see the great wonders of the world when he grows old enough.

Age: 9

Jacaerys II Targaryen

Jacaerys is the firstborn twin and the last of Luke and Aemond's sets of twins. He is a loud, obnoxious child and has a somewhat unhealthy attachment to Lucerys. He doesn't have much of a personality that is truly his own yet but instead follows in the footsteps of his older siblings and does what they do. But, Lucerys is sure he'll grow into a fine knight and dragon rider one day.

Age: 5

Dacaerys Targaryen

Final born twin, Dacaerys is practically mute but is incredibly smart for his age. He loves to read and loves it when Aemond reads to him. He's mostly attached to his father more than Lucerys but, does find peace with both of his parents. Jacaerys and he don't have the strongest bond yet but, surely one day, that will change.

Age: 5

Aemma II Targaryen

The last child of Lucerys and Aemond, Aemma is named for her great-great grandmother in remembrance of Lucerys' mother's most treasured person as a child. She's quite the smiley girl and loves to be with her grandmother; Rhaenyra. She's as beautiful as a Targaryen is expected to be and finds joy in watching dragons fly and dance in the sky.

AAAAA That's all of them! I hope you guys like them! I had so much fun making these little guys! I hope you enjoy my little gremlins and I hope to get to writing little stories about them soon!

#lucemond #aemond targaryen #lucerys valeryon #house of the dragon #lucerys x aemond

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Lord Vaellar and his family.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lord Vaellar Targaryen [178 B.C.--102 B.C.]

Wife: Lady Naelarys Aereneos [m. 160 B.C.] [b. 176 B.C.--140 B.C.]

Children:

Lord Vimond "Fireborn" Targaryen [158 B.C.--135 B.C.]

Lord Vaenys Targaryen [155 B.C.--108 B.C.]

Lady Velaenora Targaryen [153 B.C.--75 B.C.]

Lady Relaenna Targaryen [149 B.C.--90 B.C.]

Lord Aenar Targaryen [145 B.C.--80 B.C.]

Lady Alaeria Targaryen [144 B.C.--85 B.C.]

Lady Alaehna Targaryen [140 B.C.--60 B.C.]

Lord Aemor Targaryen [140 B.C.--98 B.C.]

#ai art #asoiaf #game of thrones #au #got #got au #midjourney #asoiaf fanart #fan art #house targaryen #house of the dragon #hotd #game of thrones fan fic #targaryen #valyria #old valyria #asoiaf au #a song of ice and fire

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chaosordoffl · 3 months

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Some Valyrian/Targaryen/Velaryon names. No expertise here, simply following patterns to see what sounds and looks nice + canon sources and Valyrian dictionary plucks. In chrono & thought order.

Canon — Rhaenys, Rhaena, Rhaella, Rhaenyra, Rhaegel, Rhae, Rhaelle, Rhaegar (All Targ)

Derived — Rhaenion, Rhaenelle, Rhaenella, Rhaegor, Rhaegon, Aenyra, Rhaelion, Rhaenyx, Rhaelyx, Rhaenar, Rhaenyar, Rhaenel, Rhaelys, Rhaevel, Rhaevis, Rhaevys, Viserrhae, Rhaenya, Rhaenior, Rhaenor, Rhael, Rhaen, Rhaejel, Rhaeqan, Rhaemon, Rhaemond, Rhaenyron, Rhaema

Canon — Aenar, Aegon, Aerys, Aelyx, Aerion, Aethan (1 Velaryon), Vaegon, Aenys, Aerea, Naerys, Aegor, Aelor, Aelora (Rest Targ)

Derived — Aegar, Aelon, Aelys, Aelar, Aelara, Aella, Aelinor, Aeral, Aeron, Aelion, Aegys, Aegal, Aelia, Naera, Naeron, Naerion, Naerelle, Naerella, Naerea, Aethal, Aethelle, Aethys, Aethion, Aethar, Aethial, Aenor, Aethor, Aerelle, Gaelyx, Aenyx, Aeryx, Baelyx, Aelial, Aeliar, Aelior, Vaegal, Vaegor, Vaegar, Vaelior, Vaelor, Aerial, Aeriel, Aelan, Aevys, Aevelle, Aevella, Haelyx, Haelian, Aenir, Haethan, Haelan, Haelor, Aekor

Canon — Gaemon (T), Daemion (T & V), Daemon (V & T), Aemon (T), Aemma (T [Andal?]), Vaemond (V), Aemond (T), Daeron (V later T)

Derived — Daemyra, Daemys, Daemyn, Daemelle, Daema, Gaemar, Daerelle, Daerion, Aemys, Aemar, Aemor, Aemir, Aemira, Aemara, Aemora, Daemor, Daemora, Vaemon, Gaema, Gaemond, Gaemyn, Gaemion, Aemion, Gaemor, Aemior, Aemyn, Aemin, Aerona, Aemona, Aemia, Aeman, Aemal, Aemelle, Gaemia, Aemol, Aemil, Aemila, Aemilon, Aemilor, Aeminor, Daemyron, Daeminor, Haemon, Naemon, Haemia, Naema, Haemal, Haemar, Naemior, Naemor

Canon — Daenys, Daenerys, Daella, Daenaera (1 V), Daena, Daenora (Rest T)

Derived — Daenyra, Daenar, Daenor, Daenelle, Daenal, Daen, Nerys, Naera, Daenir, Daenyx, Daeryx, Daerys, Daera, Daerya, Daenya, Daenyron, Daenorion, Norion, Daenyrion, Daenarion, Daenaeron, Daellar, Daelar, Daelon, Daelor, Daelan, Daelana, Daelanys, Daelenys, Daelyn, Aenaera

Canon — Maegon, Maegor, Maegelle, Maelor, Maekar (All T)

Derived — Maegar, Maela, Maelys, Maegys, Maegera, Maegara, Maegerys, Maegal, Maegyn, Maegan, Maekor, Maekaera, Maegaera, Maegaela, Maekion, Maelyra, Maegyra, Maelara, Maelar

Canon — Elaena (T), Valaena, Laena, Laenor (3 V), Helaena (T)

Derived — Laenys, Laenyra, Laenar, Laenelle, Helaenys, Elaenor, Elaenys, Laenion, Laenir, Laenyx, Elaenar, Laenora, Haena, Vaena, Alaena, Haela, Norys, Alaenys, Vaenys, Galaena

Canon — Visenya, Viserys, Viserra (T)

Derived — Viserya, Visenys, Senys, Saenys, Saenya, Saenar, Saenelle, Saenyelle, Saenyella, Serya, Serra, Serys, Saenir, Saenyx, Saenor, Viselya, Senial, Serial, Saerial, Visellan, Visarys

Canon — Baelon, Baela, Baelor, Balerion (Blackfyre), Valerion (Rest T)

Derived — Baelys, Baelar, Bael, Baelir, Alerion, Aleria, Aelir, Valeria, Valerys

Canon — Jaehaerys (T), Jacaerys (V), Lucerys (V), Jaehaera (T)

Derived — Lucerra, Lucerion, Jaehaerion, Jaerion, Lucerya, Jacaera, Jaena, Jaenelle, Jaecelle, Jaesir, Jaekar, Jaeron, Jaela, Jaelon, Jaelor, Jaerys, Haerys, Haera, Kael, Kaecion, Kaeciel, Kaecelle, Kaerys, Kaerion, Kaeriel, Lucarys, Jaeca, Nicerys, Nicaerys, Hecaerys, Nicerion, Hicaerys, Niceria, Nicae, Lucarya, Lucaenys, Lucaena, Nocorys

Canon — Lianna, Larissa (V [Andal? First Men?]), Alarra (FM [Massey]), Alyssa (V & T [Andal? FM?]), Alysanne (T)

Derived — Alysor, Lianys, Lianor, Sianna, Amanna, Alanna, Noranna, Narra, Nyssa, Anyssa, Alarya, Asenna, Norissa, Irenna, Orissa, Lysarra, Lisarra, Aranna

Canon — Valarr, Vaella (T)

Derived — Vaelys, Valarys, Alarys, Alarya, Valarya, Valarra, Vaellan

Canon — Gael, Saera, Shaera (T)

Derived — Saerys, Gaelys, Gaelor, Gaelon, Gaelion, Saerion, Shaerys, Shaerial, Shaerelle, Shaelle, Shael, Shaelys, Saevys, Shaerion, Gaela, Shaela

Canon — Corwyn (V [Andal?]), Corlys (V)

Derived — Corla, Corlia, Corlaenys, Cora, Corys, Corlenys, Corlea, Corlae, Corvan, Corvana, Corvys

Malentine

Rhogar(/Rogar?/Rogare? [FM? HV?])

Monford

Monterys (All V)

Derived — Terys, Teraea, Taeraea, Taerion, Monys, Monerys, Montys, Rhogel, Malentys, Malenta, Monterion, Monterra, Mona, Monae, Monarra, Malentina, Lentys, Lenta, Lenya, Taenys, Taena, Alentys, Malya, Malys, Malea, Malena, Malenna, Malaena, Amalla, Alenna, Marissa, Monassa, Monessa, Monerra, Mosarra, Malarra, Malenys, Amarys, Mantys, Malta, Maltys, Maltine, Maltina, Amalta, Amaltine, Alta, Altys, Altarra, Maltar, Maltarys, Marion, Maltior, Malerion, Mornys, Mortys, Morton, Omorr, Omon, Malenion, Malenior, Almys, Monissa, Montissa, Montessa, Omona, Omorra, Maltion, Malton, Almont, Almae, Maltorra, Torys, Garys, Garla, Galtys, Torrine, Tarine, Maltarine, Maltarra, Almerra, Almarra, Almorra, Alterra, Lamina, Monta, Monte, Montae, Taera, Taerine, Taerin, Taerys, Manta, Almina, Almine, Rhonal, Rhonior, Rhomys, Almar, Malar, Malarr, Malarys, Almarys, Maline, Rhomalt, Rhomion, Rhomior, Rhomia, Rhoma, Rhoton, Rhomine, Rhomal, Rhogal, Rhomina, Rhomon, Rhomar, Rhomorr, Almassa, Rhomys, Rhomyn, Torial, Malial, Rhovys, Rhowyn, Matarra, Atarra, Rhomond, Rhomorra

Matarys (T)

Derived — Matarya, Matara, Matys, Tarys, Tarya, Atara, Atarys, Tarial, Tarhael, Matarr

Canon — Orys, Borys, Orryn (Baratheon)

Derived — Orial, Ora, Orya, Orra, Borya, Boria, Boryl, Orelle, Orianne, Orael, Orrael, Orhael, Borion, Orion, Bora, Orian, Oryal, Oryas, Orias, Orios, Oryos, Rys, Ryssa, Ryssal, Orlisse, Rysla, Ryn, Rynel, Rynella, Boryn, Borryn, Rynal, Dorys, Orella, Dorella, Oryl, Orgillac, Orgyll, Borella, Borylla, Bolia, Bolas, Orlas, Ollyn, Olys, Olya, Orianna, Lorys

Canon — Maelys, Haegon, Aeryn, Calla, Rhalla, Shaena (Blackfyre)

Canon non-Westerosi Valyrians:

Jaenara Belaerys, Aurion

Canon Dragons:

Urrax, Terrax, Balerion, Vhagar, Meraxes, Vermithor, Caraxes, Meleys, Syrax, Vermax, Arrax, Tyraxes, Tessarion, Shrykos, Morghul, Viserion, Rhaegal

Unknown — Gaelithox?, Aegarax?

Original & HV Derived (some more suitable for dragons) — Aelsior, Qaelys, Qylys, Vhenys, Vhenya, Vhinyae, Vhanir, Vaenir, Vaenyx, Baelykos, Lykael, Lykaera, Raqael, Raqel, Raqys, Raqyssa, Raqissa, Raqar, Raqir, Raqor, Raqora, Raqior, Kionar, Malkion, Malkios, Vhaltir, Malkior, Vaedys, Vaedar, Elenys, Elenia, Elenar, Elenarys, Elenarya, Elenara, Kostys, Kostir, Kostior, Pelarys, Pelonia, Pelonys, Eledrae, Eledrys, Eledryn, Peria, Perza, Perzys, Zysa, Amisor, Amisa, Aexior/Aeksior, Aexion/Aeksion, Raenion, Raenior, Qana, Qanys, Qantys, Ebrior, Ebrion, Jelmys, Jelmarys, Jelmazys, Jelissa, Aewin, Lyonae, Asmae, Tessarys, Tessara, Tessarae, Dessan, Dessenae, Hārys, Tōmarr, Tōmarys, Tōmasyn

Possible High Valyrian roots for names:

Rhaen — to; meet, find, encounter, discover

Bael — to help, to aid, to assist

Jael — to want, to wish/to store, to house

Jaelarys — hope (possible name)

#I was just hoarding these for no reason and then I realised oh I have a reddit now #but then I also realised that I don't despise myself so I remembered I still have tumblr #look I even kept the “common” names :D #I just want folks to realize we got options 😭#enough with throwing a bunch of consonants in the blender #let's respect the convention of AE #and -ys #and George might have had burnout when it came on to names but we're better off aren't we?!#yeah!#he got Rhaena from Rhaenys we can work with these We Have Options!#but yes as you can see I still had limits #house targaryen #house velaryon #house blackfyre #house baratheon #dragging them back to their roots by hook or crook >:(#it's bandoleros or nothing #therefore I guess it's only right to tag #house celtigar #FUCK didn't even show up in recommended tags this is so sad 😭#valyrian names #sometimes I compare a name's pronunciation in Common vs High Valyrian and my head hurts #Syrax what's happening w u bb 😭#is the y in Visenya a rounded vowel or actually an i *sleep-mussed contemplating Jungkook meme*#I'm good at names??#that's crazy

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notyour-valentine · 1 year

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What do you think Rhaenyra would call her daughter? Other than Visenya?

Rhaenyra Targaryen ~ daughter's name Headcanon

Hi - thank you for that question. I'm going to answer that in two parts:

With Daemon: Visenya, Rhaenys or Aemma/Alyssa

She obviously wanted Visenya, and since she already had an Aegon, probably a Rhaenys would be a good idea as a strong Targaryen name or Aemma/Alyssa after her and Daemon's respective mother.

With Laenor* its a bit more tricky. She promised Velaryon names so lets see what Velaryon girl's names we have in ASOIAF, so any of those:

Valaena, Laena, Daenera, Alyssa, Larissa and Lianna

or possibly variations of that name - this is just me looking at similar names or throwing syllables togehter, don't mind me:

Daena, Daella, Daenerys, Daenys, Daenyra, Daera, Elaena, Laenerys, Laenyra, Laenys, Vaena, Vaenera, Vaenerys, Vaenys, Valissa/Valyssa, Vhaella,

I think she could also sneak a Rhaenys in here as an ode to Rhaenys the Queen who never was, which would be a nice match to Visenya

Or we could look at Velaryon boys names, which are Aethan, Daemon, Corwin, Corlys, Vaemond, Jacaerys, Lucerys, Damion and Daeron. Based on them, we get:

Aetha, Aetherys, Aethera, Coraena, Coraenys, Corella, Jacaena, Jacaella, Jacaera, Lucaena, Lucella, Lucera

Me personally, I really like the sound of Laenys or Laenyra, I hope this could help xx

#valentinesanswers #hotd #house of the dragon #hotd imagine #house velaryon #house targrayen #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #Jacaerys Velaryon #Lucerys Velaryon #Laena Velaryon #Laenor Velaryon #rhaenyra's daughter #hotd oc #vaemond velaryon #daenera velaryon #house targaryen

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frank-olivier · 5 months

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Erica Lukes (Expanding Frontiers)

Jeremy Vaeni (December 2023)

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Saturday, December 2, 2023

#ufo #uap #talk #Youtube

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darkestspring · 1 year

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Valyrian Names PT 2: Girls

(based of Canon)

Aella

Aegelle

Aenora

Aelys

Aenara

Baena

Baelys (would sound like Baileys)

Daelys

Daelora

Daenyra

Haelys

Jaehaella

Jaehaena

Gaela

Vaelora

Vaenys

Vaerra

Visena

Visella

Viselle

Laenys

Laenora

Laela

Laera

Maera

Naelys

Naera

Saerea

Saerys

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lemongrace · 10 months

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Huh! Who goes there... dedicated to all Vaeni likers who were starving as of late

#artists on tumblr #world of warcraft #warcraft #oc art #elf #night elf #kaldorei #my art #my oc #vaeni #druid #character art #digital art

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blogparanormalexpresso2stuff · 1 year

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#whitley strieber #jeremy vaeni #uap #close encounters

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valaenatargaryensdragon · 10 months

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Hii about dark daemon and Alicent daughter can u do part 2 like daemon actually wear green to Otto funeral or something like that and shown Rhaenyra were his aliance lies.

A/N: I hope you like it!

pairing: Daemon Targaryen x niece!Reader

summary: Part 2 Alicent daughter, like daemon actually wear green to Otto funeral or something like that and shown Rhaenyra were his alliance lies.

Word count: 5,4K

Warnings: Smut, Angst, fingering, P in V, cunnilingus, blow job, deep throating, breeding kink, pregnancy kink, orgasm control, cum play

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

You felt numb as the maids around you prepared you for your grandsire's funeral. You and him were close ever since you were young, he was usually the one to check on you after a fight with your mother or when you felt down. You still remembered an emerald necklace he had given you when you were ten, he had gifted it to you on your nameday, that day instead of celebrating you were crying in your room after Aegon had teased your about you still sleeping with a doll, the necklace used to belong to your grandmother. You decided to wear it the funeral whether Daemon liked it or not.

"All ready, princess" Keila, your handmaiden broke your train of thoughts. Your eyes snapped from watching the emerald necklace around your neck to look at her.

"Thank you, you may leave" You gave her a weak smile. She bowed and ushered the other maids out, all of them giving you eyes filled with pity before leaving. You sighed and turned to look at the mirror in front of you, your simple black dress with a green belt matching the emerald around your neck, there was also a golden dragon embroidered over the left side of your chest, looked beautiful on you but still.

The sound of the door opening again made you turn to see who it was that came. Your breath got caught in your through at the sight of Daemon walking in with your son in his arms. His outfit was black with a green neckline and sleeves. There was a golden dragon embroidered on his chest matching your own. Daemon was matching you showing where his loyalty truly was. Vaenys wore a matching outfit to his father and his platinum hair was brushed to the side still too little to be styled otherwise.

"Muña!" Vaenys squealed the only word he can say. Daemon huffed rolling his eyes playfully at his son. His fingers tickled his small belly earning a giggle.

"My darling" You smiled a little. You walked over to the two and took Vaenys from Daemon. The little boy's arms latched around your neck in a vice grip, hugging you tightly.

"Muña" he whispered before he started babbling as if he was telling your something. You pulled back a little to look at his face frowning a little as if you were truly understanding what he said.

"He is telling on me, is he not?" Daemon joked, one of his hands rested on Vaenys' head giving him a small pat on the head. Vaenys giggled swatting his father's hand away.

"Oh yes defiantly. He was telling me that his father and himself-" You wiggled the toddler a little earning giggles from the movement. "-look quite dashing in the color green" Your eyes rose to look at Daemon.

"We do, do we not?" Daemon looked down at his outfit smoothing down the velvet. Up close you could see some swirls of green mixed into the black as well other than the fully green sleeves.

"You do" You nodded in confirmation. Daemon smiled slightly and leaned down to steal a quick kiss from your lips. Vaenys huffed and his face in your neck. Daemon wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you closer to deepen the kiss before fully pulling away.

"Let us depart before we grow even more late" Daemon guided you out of the room. The Red Keep was in a somber silence, even the servants did not gossip while walking around much to your shock.

Your grandfather was going to have a normal funeral considering he was no Targaryen. Daemon had his arm around your waist guiding you through the corridors the entire time, not wanting you to feel alone for a second. He wanted you to see that he was going to be by your side through your good days and your bad days.

"Your grace" You curtsied to your father once outside where everyone was waiting beside the carriages to take you to the great sept. Your father nodded weakly at you, smiling as much as he can at Vaenys, your son that was named in his honour along with princess Rhaenys, the queen who never was.

"Darling" Your mother smiled as much as she can as well looking at the emerald necklace Vaenys was playing with now. Her eyes trailed to Daemon by your side nodding at him, her eyes brightened at the sight of his outfit knowing Aegon had one more ally, once more dragon.

"Shall we depart then?" Rhaenyra asked, sounding annoyed. She paused by your father's side taking you and Daemon in. Her eyes trailed from you to him and back, slowly analysing you from head to toes.

"Of course, niece" Daemon nodded, coldly. He reached over to take Vaenys from your arms so you can climb into the open carriage. You took your seat to face forward before Daemon joined you by your side and Vaenys in his lap.

"Are you okay?" Daemon asked. You placed your hand on his thigh squeezing almost painfully when Rhaenyra joined you with Laenor and sat in front of you.

"Yes" You simply answered. Your eyes remained watching your sister who was eyeing your husband unashamedly. The carriage slowly rolled out of the Red Keep and into the streets where crowds had been formed in honour of your grandsire.

No one uttered a word, whether in the carriage or on the streets. The air was filled with the sounds of the horse hooves. Your heart was squeezing in your chest at the sight of your grandsire's corpse being transported. There was one carriage before yours holding your mother, father, Aegon, Aemond and Helaena.

Daemon moved Vaenys to sit on his lap and held him with one arm and his free hand trailed to grab yours over his thigh. Rhaenyra's eyes trailed down at the movement and flashed with discomfort at the action. Her eyes trailed back up to you with her lips downwards.

"Is there something wrong, Rhaenyra?" You asked, earning the attention of all three adults with you in the carriage. Rhaenyra's eyes flashed up to look at yours instead of your hand in Daemon's.

"No sister, I am merely saddened by the passing of the Hand, he was a loyal man" Your sister faked a smiled and turned to look at the crowd. You scoffed and turned to look at Daemon who was smirking at your reaction. He leaned down to whisper in your ear.

"It seems you are the one with a problem, darling" His lips ghosted the skin behind your ear for a second before he placed a kiss there. Your whole body shivered at the affectionate gesture.

"I do not have any problems, Daemon" You denied, shaking your head. Daemon tilted his head teasingly before his eyes snapped to Rhaenyra then back to you. You huffed shaking your head as if you could not handle his teasing anymore. Daemon had to suppress a chuckle at your reaction. He pulled your hand up and placed a delicate kiss to your knuckles.

The carriage arrived at the sept faster than you thought it would. Laenor and Rhaenyra got out first followed by Daemon who still held Vaenys. He helped you down the steps careful. Daemon was a brute, he was a rogue, he was a fighter, he was many things but that day he was your husband, the father of your son Vaenys and your unborn child, he was a gentleman, he was merely Daemon.

"Why did you leave so fast?" Daemon questioned. After the funeral you basically ran away from the feast held in your grandsire's honour, a somber occasion where people kept toasting him and remembering his best moments.

"I was in no mood to listen to those liars who always spoke of him behind his back and now acting as if they were the best of friends when he has passed" You hissed. You swayed Vaenys from side to side, the toddler's eyes dropping quickly after such a long day and in need of a nap.

"Oh darling, I understand it can be hard but sometimes you have to listen and ignore" Daemon wrapped his arms around you from behind. His hands rested on your stomach and his chin on your shoulder to look down at your son. Vaenys' little snores made your heart flutter, it was like he was your only light in the world.

"I was just not feeling like it today" You responded. Daemon nodded slightly, his head moving to dip his face in the area between your shoulder and neck, placing a chaste kiss there. You sighed content with the affection he was showing you.

"Let us go to our room then, hide there from those 'liars'" Daemon suggested. You nodded moving to place Vaenys in his cradle. He took your hand into his once Vaenys was secure in his bed and pulled you out of the room.

The maids at the door bowed before moving into the room to watch over your son. Daemon walked slowly and in no rush knowing you were tired simply from the grief.

"Uncle" A voice you were beginning to hate called from behind you forcing you to stop and turn. Rhaenyra hurried over to the both of you with a raised eyebrow.

"Where are you both going? The feats is not over yet" Rhaenyra crossed her arms looking like she was scolding the both of you.

"My wife and I are exhausted from the day niece and the Queen has excused us from staying" Daemon answered. He pulled you closer to wrap his arm around your shoulder. You almost melted right then and there.

"I see, do you need anything? shall I send the maids over?" Rhaenyra asked, faking her worry. One of her hands moved to rub your shoulder as well. You looked at her hand as if disgusted by it.

"My wife has always been sensitive during pregnancies, niece, no need for any maids I will care for her" Daemon was quick to shut her down. Something you have never witnessed him do before. You turned to look at him. He smiled down at you gently. His actions made a fire begin to ignite in your belly and a wetness to form between your thighs.

"Oh, you're with child?" She sounded saddened slightly. Rhaenyra was loosing Daemon to you. You married him. You gave him a son. You were going to give him another. You fulfilled his dream of. Valyrian wife. He even wore your colors, green.

"Yes, and I wish to rest" You nodded. Daemon nodded one last at Rhaenyra before guiding you away from her, still wrapped in his arms.

Once in the safety of your room Daemon did not hesitate to push you against the wall. You gasped shocked, not expecting such a reaction from him. His eyes sparkled almost lustfully while looking down at you.

"Did you enjoy that, sweet wife?" He asked, voce low and dangerous. You gulped eyes wide and lost.

"Enjoy what, husband?" You asked. Daemon leaned his forehead on yours. One of his hands rested on the wall by your head while the other found home on. your hipbone.

"Did you enjoy me as your puppet? Did you enjoy the taste of power I gave you?" His lips were close to your own, clouding your senses. You wanted to just boost yourself you and smash your lips together.

"I have always had the power Daemon, you just had never noticed" You whispered back. Daemon's laugh came out almost breathless.

"Sweet wife, you are not the one in control here" Daemon teased. Your hands rose from your sides and instead trailed up his thighs to rest on his waist.

"I am not?" you asked back. Your head tilted to the side when a shiver ran through his body. His adam's apple visibly moved as he gulped. You wanted to take it between your teeth and mark it but stopped yourself.

"What you do not understand Daemon is that I control you, the second you declared your love for me yesterday I decided that it is time to show you, just how much control you gave me over you, willingly" You raised a hand up to grab a fist full of his hair and pulled his head closer to yours. Daemon whimpered at the movement.

"I control your body" You pushed your body against his feeling obvious bulge against your stomach. He whined at the friction hips stuttering forward for more.

"And I love it" Daemon grumbled. You grinned letting go of his hair and slowly slid down on your knees in front of him. Daemon watched you with hooded eyes as you undid his trousers and pulled them down to his ankles. He got out of them quickly. His erect member slapped against his stomach once free.

"Watch, darling husband" You instructed, grabbing his member in your hand. You gave him a couple of strokes before finally taking him into your mouth. Daemon moaned feeling your wet tongue swirl around his tip before you pushed him further into your mouth.

Mindful of your teeth you moved your tongue to trace the vein that ran down the side of his shaft. Knowing how much he loved to feel you, you pushed yourself to take all of him in.

"Fuck" He groaned. Your nose brushed against the small amount of hair he had over his cock. You were unable to breath but that only made you grow wetter.

You pulled back taking huge gulps of air but your hands immediately moved to work, stroking him using the spit you left behind as lubrication. Daemon's hand snapped to the back of your head pushing you to take him in your mouth again, desperate.

"Patience, darling husband" You placed a comforting hand on his thigh. Daemon whined but did not push you again. You thumb swiped over his reddened tip earning a jerk of Daemon's hips.

"Pretty" You complimented before taking him in your mouth again. Your eyes remained upwards, looking at him. He followed your earlier instructions, watching as you sucked his tip. Tears were building in your eyes as you deep throated him again.

"Gods" Daemon broke the eye contact, throwing his head back. You pulled him out of your mouth and removed your hands from him as well.

"Fuck, why?" He asked, looking down at you. You smirked, raising one of your hands to wipe the spit from your mouth with your pointer and middle finger. Your other hands slowly trailed up his thigh as you moved to stand up again.

"Why should I continue when you cannot follow a simple order?" You teased. You raised an eyebrow when one of his hands snapped to wrap around your neck but he paused before he could touch your skin.

"Apologise" you ordered. Daemon's whole body shook with desire and just a tiny bit of anger.

"Sorry, wife" He whispered. His eyes looked anywhere but you, he could not believe that he was bending to your will.

"No, call me mistress" You shook your head. his eyes flashed to look at you, a glare set on his face. He wanted to protest so but could not find it in himself.

"Sorry, m-mistress" He stuttered. You chuckled knowing how hard it must have been for him. You loved seeing him struggle, you loved seeing him blush when he realised that his cock grew harder at the nickname, he enjoyed it.

"Good boy, now suck" You raised your fingers that were coated with your spit near his mouth. Daemon opened his mouth to take the two digits in his mouth and sucked. You grinned approvingly and pulled out your hands, still coated with spit just not yours.

"Undress me like the good boy you are" You nodded to you back. Daemon clenched his fists but complied moving to turn you around to face the wall. His strong fingers unlaced the dress with urgency and moved to remove the corset and linen leaving you completely naked.

"Good" You turned back around to fave him. You unbuttoned his tunic slowly, teasing him. He whined but shut his mouth once your eyes raised to look at him, hard and angry.

You moved around him and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed with your legs wide open, giving him a good view of your glistening entrance. Daemon had to clench his hands so he would not touch himself at the sight of you.

"Come" You ordered. Daemon looked up at you, resting like a goddess on the bed and took a step close to you.

"Stop" You raised one of your hands. He froze feeling like he was caught stealing something.

"Crawl" You smirked. Daemon glared at you but complied. He slid down on his knees before falling fully on his hands as well. He crawled over to you like some dog, he was your dog.

"Good boy" You reached over to pet his hair once he was close enough. Daemon rose to his knees and grabbed your hand.

"Ah ah ah" You pulled your hand away before he could tighten his grip. You grabbed his chin instead and leaned closer to him. Your noses touched and your eyes crossed to look at each other.

"Careful Daemon or mistress will grow angry" You whispered. You licked his lips and up to the tip of his nose before moving back. Daemon huffed annoyed but stop all movement.

"What do you want, sweet boy?" You asked. Daemon raised his hands but paused before they could touch your thighs. You gave him a nod letting him touch your thigh.

"I wish to eat you, mistress" Daemon answered. You grinned leaning back on your hands.

"What are you waiting for?" You widened the space between your legs. Daemon dived without a second thought.

You moaned feeling tongue lick at your clit. He moved to wrap his lips around the swollen num of nerves and gave a gentle suck. One of your hands trailed to touch his now messy hair, pushing him closer to your hole.

"Sweet boy, give mistress more or else" You threatened. Daemon pulled back to look at you. One of his hands moved to rub at your clit. Your hips jerked at the touch but you did not break eye contact with him.

"Or else what?" Daemon, asked with a smirk on his face. He was testing the waters. He thought he could break your will with pleasure.

"Or else you would not get to peak until I saw otherwise" You shrugged trying as hard as possible not to show that his finger rubbing your clit did not affect you. Daemon's smirk fell seeing that you were serious.

Silent he moved back to your cunt. His finger moved down to your hole, pushing one digit inside. You moaned at the intrusion. His tongue moved to your clit. He slurped and kissed you like there was no tomorrow. The sounds he let out were vulgar but they you only added to your arousal.

"Oh fuck...Daemon" You cried. Your hand behind his head tightened around his hair. Your other hand moved to grab at your breast. Your hips rolled unconsciously.

"Mistress" He whimpered, sending jolts through your body. Your head fell back at the vibrations. Daemon added a second finger inside of you, curling them just right, finding the sweet spot inside of you.

Your eyes rolled back and your legs moved to Daemon's shoulders, curling with pleasure. Your hand squeezing your breast before tweaking your nipple like he does. Your other hand let go of his hair and moved to brace yourself on the bed.

"I am so close" You whimpered. Daemon quickened the movement of his tongue over your clit. Your stomach tightened as the white hot pleasure coursed through your body threatening to snap.

With a stroke of his fingers to your sweet spot the tightening in your stomach snapped and floods of pleasure ran through your body. Your hand froze over your breast. Your legs shook on Daemon's shoulders and your toes curled. Daemon moved to place kisses to your thighs instead but his fingers resumed their movement inside of you.

"Good boy" You praised. You relaxed your legs and moved them off his shoulders. Daemon looked up at you awaiting further instructions.

"Get up" You ordered. Daemon let go of your legs and moved to stand up in front of you. You were face to face with his cock, leaking pre cum.

"Touch yourself" You looked up finding the shocked look on his face. You slid back onto the bed until you were leaning against the mountain of pillows, legs spread to show your cunt, glistening with your peak.

"Mistress?" He tilted his head to the side shocked. You chuckled at his bewilderment.

"Touch your cock" You repeated. Daemon hesitated for a second before complying. His hand stroked his cock slowly at first unsure.

Daemon has touched himself many times before, especially in his teenage years but still now after years of whore and almost three years of marriage it felt like a foreign activity for him. He moaned when his fingers grazed his tip.

Your hands trailed down your body to touch yourself, eyes never leaving his. His eyes however watched as your fingers opened your lips and your other hand moved through to gather your arousal, you fingers moved to touch your sensitive pearl.

"Fucking hell" He groaned, his ministrations growing faster. His other hand moved to cup his balls, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure.

"Are you close, sweet boy?" You asked, teasingly. Daemon nodded desperately. His breathing growing heavier. You slid a finger inside of yourself, your fingers were nowhere near as long as his but they will do.

"Do not cum" You glared at him. Daemon whined but did not dare complain. You noticed how he tried to slow his stroking, to earn himself more time.

"Do not slow down" You hissed. Daemon cried out sounding as if he was struggling. You pushed a second finger inside of your cunt. Your breasts bounced as you rolled your hips to match your finger's rhythm. His eyes watched ever movement you did. Your eyes as well moved to watch as his hand stroked his cock, hard and leaking only for you.

"Fuck, come over" You moaned. Daemon moved to climb onto the bed and closer to you. Once on his knees between your legs he continued stroking his cock.

"Fuck, mistress is so pretty" He moaned, now watching from up close.

"Put it in and cum" You rolled your hims as if inviting him in. Daemon did not hesitate to push his cock inside once your fingers were out.

"Fuck, yes" He cried, snapping his hips agains yours not giving himself or you time. Your head fell back, walls tightening around him. Your breath got caught in your throat as the feeling of being full consumed you.

"Yes, fill me up even when pregnant" You whispered in his ear. Your wrapped your arms around him to pull him closer. Your nails raked down his back as your peak washed over you.

"Yes, breed you" He cried, cock pulsing with his orgasm. Your hips wiggled needing more of the overstimulation. He did not stop the movement even when your orgasms had calmed. It was like a comfort movement at this point, just gentle rocking.

"My beautiful mistress, I love you so much" He whispered. His head leaning down to place kisses along your shoulder and down to your collarbone. You moaned as his cock softened inside of you but still managed to brush just against the right spots.

"My beautiful good boy, I love you as well" You whispered back. He pulled back to look at you. He leaned down claiming your lips in a passionate kiss, you kissed him back without a second thought.

"Mistress" Daemon whined, his cock growing even more sensitive with the movement. You smiled, caressing his cheek as you watched him for a couple of seconds, still moving on top of you, not daring to stop without your permission.

"Such a good boy" You praised, running your fingers through his hair. You stopped the rolling of your hips to lessen the movement.

"Pull out, nuncle" You whispered. Daemon did not waste another second to pull out of you, whining like a wounded animal. His cock was red and dripping still. He fell beside you panting and shaking.

"Look at that" You chuckled, opening your lower lips to show his cum oozing out of you. Your other hand slid down to gather the white liquid. You sucked your fingers tasing his salty cum, letting out a hum of approval. Daemon moaned at the sight. You grinned seeing him eyeing your mouth. You leaned closer to kiss him and much to his surprise you pushed his cum into his mouth.

"Swallow, husband" You nudged his nose with your own. Daemon stared wide eyed at you. Still he swallowed without a complain. The fire of desire started burning inside of him again.

"Mistress" He whispered. He reached over to grab at your breasts. He leaned down to kiss one of them, suckling your nipple. His hand trailed to the other one tweaking it just like you did earlier but somehow his hands, his finger were much better. His hands rough and calloused from sword fighting. Your hand trailed up his arm, tracing each and every scar and burn he got on his body, cursing whoever was responsible.

"Are you still hungry, nuncle?" You questioned. He raised his head with your nipple still between his lips, stretching it. He whined nodding his head.

"Words" You pushed some of his hair back and behind his ear. He released your nipple with a blush decorating his face.

"I am still in need of you, mistress" He whispered. He buried his face between your breasts and slid down to your navel leaving behind sweet kisses and some marks. Still Daemon wanted to mark you. You grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back up to face you.

"Shhh" You shushed him before he cold say anything. His lips twitched but a gasp rolled out of his mouth when you pushed him on his back. You climbed his lap with a smirk.

His hand fell by his sides and his eyes glued to your figure as you leaned down. You dodged his lips and instead kissed his cheek, moving down slowly to kiss the tip of his nose. Behind his ear and down his neck. His hips unconsciously rolled up trying to hump you but was unable to do so. His cock growing hard again as you resumed the trail of kisses. You kissed down to his chest pausing there with a smirk.

You took on of his nipples into you mouth. He gasped shock, arching his back. You swirled your tongue around the bud before sucking at it. One of his hands snapped to grab at you shoulder. You pulled away with a pop and moved to the other one. He moaned as you placed kitten licks to the bud, burned and the skin irritated so you did not linger long on it. You continued down as he whined disappointed slightly but not for long. You nibbled at his hipbone, leaving behind a mark.

"What is it nuncle? Are you unsatisfied?" You asked. One of your hands trailed to find his member, hard and standing proud again. Your cunt pulsed with need, the mere sight of him on his back, eyes wide and watching you, the usually loud and dominant man in bed at your mercy.

"No- I mean yes mistress, more p-please more" He cried trying to thrust his hips up for more friction. You gave him a couple of pulls before removing your hand.

"Shh sweet nuncle, I will give you what you want if you just tell me" You sat yourself on his stomach. His hands rested on your thighs kneading the skin, grabbing hand fulls to compose himself.

"I need to be inside of you, breed you" He begged. His eyes growing wetter the more time you left him without touching him.

"Oh but sweet nuncle, you already breed me" You grabbed one of his hands and moved it to your belly where your baby sat still two moons old inside of you.

"Again-more" He cried. You smirked, leaning down to kiss his swollen lips. He kissed back, grabbing the back of your head with one hand and the other trailed to grab your behind and squeezed.

"Alright, sweet nuncle" You mumbled against his lips. You pushed his hands off and slid down to grab his cock, you lined it with your entrance and slid down slowly. You moaned at the feeling of him resting inside of you. You almost came from the mere sight of him sliding inside of you so easily.

"Gods" His hips twitched below you. His hands reached up to grab something and you gave him your hands. You intertwined your fingers by your hips as you began moving.

You teased him by moving your hips slowly in a circular movement. He sighed in content either way. You picked up speed, bouncing up and down as the need grew more inside of you.

"Daemon" You moaned, throwing your head back. Daemon pulled himself to sit up, one of his hands let go of your hand and wrapped it around your waist to assist you. Your thighs burned with each thrust but you did not mind.

"Sweet wife" He moaned, against your ear. Your free arm wrapped around his shoulders to brace yourself. Your hips moved in unison to bring you both to your peak.

Your eyes looked over to the wall behind the bed where a small opening showed, not big enough to be seen. Your purple eyes met an identical set watching you and your husband fuck and with passion. The person seemed to be panting as they watched. You moved your head slightly until your lips were by Daemon's ear, moaning with pleasure.

"Fuck" He groaned, his grip tightened around your hand. Your stomach was in knots causing you to move faster, alerting Daemon that you were close to your release. Daemon helped you bounce faster unaware of the pair of eyes watching the both of you.

"Yes" Your head fell back as you crashed over the edge. Your fingers dug into his flesh, leaving behind crescent shaped behind. Daemon was following close behind with a loud moan. Your body shook from the intensity of your orgasm, you never imagined being watched would bring you so much pleasure.

You and Daemon remained in a tight embrace as you came down from your highs, Cock deep inside of you keeping his spent in there, his lips moved to litter kisses along your shoulder and neck. Your fingers played with his hair, chests rubbing against each other as you panted almost in a rhythm.

"I love you" Daemon whispered, against your skin. You pulled back to look him in the eyes. His purple eyes showed nothing but the truth.

"I love you too Daemon, so much I am ready to die for you, I am ready to kill for you, I am ready to burn the world for you" You leaned your forehead on his. Your words seemed to have a strong impact on him, his breathing grew shallow and his eyes closed enjoying this intimate moment with you.

"I will start a war for you, my love, I will end the world for you, if you only ask my mistress" Daemon whispered. You crashed your lips against him in a passionate kiss. He pulled you impossible close before rolling you on your back, still deeply lodged inside of you.

"Are you ready for another round but with master this time?" He asked, Daemon the gentleman still very much present and in need of permission.

"Master? Really?" You teased, smirking at the nickname he gave himself, the male version of your own.

"Mistress? Really?" He teased back. You both giggled before your lips locked again. The sweat on your bodies did not bother you. The sheets soaked with sweat and cum did not bother you. The jealousy inside of you long forgotten. The person watching you fuck was long forgotten. The world was long forgotten as long you were with Daemon, even better as he fucked you.

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Tumaini Jipya Ndani ya YESU KRISTO.

6. NAFASI YA MWANA WA MUNGU

Tuendelea na haki zilozomo kwenye nafasi ya kuwa Mwana wa MUNGU.

6.(g). KUHARIBU KAZI ZA IBILISI.

Hii ni haki yenye nguvu na uwezo unayopewa kuharibu kazi za ibilisi, kwa sababu mtu huyo hana ushirika na ibilisi. Kumbuka mwana wa MUNGU hatendi dhambi, kwa hiyo anabeba na kuvaa silaha zote za MUNGU za kumwezesha kuharibu kupinga hila na kumpiga shetani.

..... Vaeni silaha zote za MUNGU, mpate kuweza kuzipinga hila za Shetani. Na twaeni silaha zote za MUNGU, mpate kuweza kushindana siku ya uovu, na mkiisha kuyatimiza yote, kusimama.

........Efeso 6:11‭, ‬13.....

Wakristo wengi, tunapigana na shetani wakati tunamiliki silaha zake (Maseng'enyo/wivu/kutokusamehe/Uongo/nk). Ili shetani aweze kukukimbia lazima usiwe na silaha yake hata moja, Utakuwa unamtii MUNGU kwa kila kitu, Utaweza kumpinga shetani naye atakukimbia.

......Basi mtiini Mungu. Mpingeni Shetani, naye atawakimbia.

.......Yakobo 4:7.......

Ukiweza kuvaa na kutwaa silaha zote za MUNGU, shetani atakukimbia, na utakuwa na uwezo wa kuharibu kazi zake zote, maana wewe ni mwana wa MUNGU.

......atendaye dhambi ni wa Ibilisi; kwa kuwa Ibilisi hutenda dhambi tangu mwanzo. Kwa kusudi hili MWANA wa MUNGU alidhihirishwa, ili AZIVUNJE (Aziharibu) kazi za Ibilisi.

.....1 Yohana 3:8.....

Kaa kwenye nafasi, uweze kuharibu kazi za shetani.

6.(h). ULINZI WA KUDUMU.

Haki ya kulindwa na MUNGU, haitegemei kuomba ulinzi, ila unapokaa kwenye nafasi kama Mwana, ulinzi unakuja wenyewe.

Mfano.

Mtoto wa Raisi akitoka nyumbani kuelekea popote, aombi ulinzi, ila walinzi wanakuja wenyewe kwa sababu ni mtoto wa Raisi

Je si zaidi wewe ambaye ni mwana wa MUNGU aliyeumba kila kitu?

.....Mradi mwenye haki akiwa ni MWANA wa MUNGU, Yeye atamtegemeza na kumwokoa mikononi mwa adui zake.

.....Hekima 2:18....

Kaa kwenye nafasi, kila hitaji lako litakuja kwa wakati.

6.(i). KUISHI UTAKATIFU BILA DHAMBI.

💬......Tutaendelea kesho.

Rejea

So submit to [the authority of] God. Resist the devil [stand firm against him] and he will flee from you.

......James 4:7....

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Forest Fire verse! Here's a chart of all of Lucemonds ELEVEN KIDS that they have at the end of the fic!

(Firstborn)

Renaela Velaryon

- Sex: Female

- Age: 17 years old (present time)

- Hair: Loooong, white, and soooo curly

- Skin: tan with freckles everywhere

- Height: 5'8

- Eyes: Blue

- Dragon: Vermithor (Male)

Renaela claims Vermithor when she is just six years old. She had wandered into the Dragon Pit on Dragonstone when visiting, along with her cousin Aerela (see more soon) and they ended up getting lost. It doesn't take long for them to be completely split up and not knowing where to go to get out that is, until Vermithor finds Renaela and becomes enamored by the little girl. She wasn't afraid of him and refused to leave him alone even when he had gently shoved her away. So, like any beast should do, he settles her on his snout and carries her through the maze that is the Pit before finding her friend and taking them both to the entrance where her parents, Luke and Aemond.were, worried beyond belief. Several days later, Renaela sneaks back to the pit and calls for him and rides Vermithor for the first time, officially claiming him.

- A little bit about her:

Renaela is the firstborn out of eleven children officially sired by Luke and Aemond. She is the heir to Driftmark and Driftwood throne. She has a very close relationship with both her parents but finds herself to be closer with her father (Aemond). She's mischievous like her mother (Luke), has a fondness for strawberry sweets, loves to spend time sparring with her father who has taught her everything she knows about defending herself, and loves to dote on all her younger siblings. She also is a plenty experienced sailor, having ridden and driven ships and boats with her mother since she was young. However, Renaela spends most of her time in the skies, traveling around Westeros with Vermithor who shows her many wonders and, whilst doing so, she has been determined to make a completely accurate and updated version of the Seven Kingdoms, if only to have an excuse to travel.

(First batch of Twins 😭😂)

Vaenyx Velaryon (Twin #1)

- Sex: Female

- Age: 14 (Present time)

- Hair: Down to her shoulders, white and wavy

- Skin: tan with freckles everywhere

- Height: 5'4

- Eyes: Purple

- Dragon (Hatched): Aenys (Male)

Aenys was hatched with Vaenyx in the crib. He is a bright white and silver dragon with longer wings than most dragons (actually looks a lot like Arrax without the red on his scales), and has a very soft and gentle demeanor unlike his rider. He enjoys being in the company of Vaenyx and finds joy in making her happy

.-Bio:

Vaenyx is a very headstrong, loud, and boisterous little girl. She knows what she wants and isn't afraid to say what's on her mind. She has a personality very much like her father and grandfather Daemon, being very pushy and a little bit manipulative at times. Despite that, she loves her family very much and has a very special spot in her heart for her identical twin, Vaenys. After all, the two were born together and it's said that they share dreams and thoughts as there have been moments where they have been heard to say the same thing at the same time, full entire sentences and one time, a full conversation. She is the older out of the both of them.

Vaenys Velaryon (Twin #2)

- Sex: Male

- Age: 14 (Present time)

- Hair: Down to his shoulders, white and straight

- Skin: tan and freckles everywhere

- Height: 5'6

- Eyes: Purple

- Dragon (Hatched): Aerys (Female)

Aerys hatched with Vaenys in the crib. She is smaller than her twin hatchling and has silver and blue scales that run down her back and all across her wings. Her fire is a pale blue and, as she grows, she is considered to be one of the fastest dragons in Westeros history.

- Bio:

Vaenys is rather much like his aunt Helaena in the way that he is very quiet and prefers to be by himself, with his mother (Luke), or his twin sister, Vaenyx. He loves to read and spends time researching the days of Old Valyria as he is fascinated by it. He often can be found reading to Aerys in the Dragon Pit and finds immense comfort in his mother. He likes to follow Luke around throughout the day and be by his side, very much a mama's boy indeed, hehe. He is very intelligent and is the best reader out of all of his siblings.

(Fun fact: Vaenyx and Vaenys are named opposingly to their gender for the sole fact that when Vaenyx was born, Aemond thought she was actually a he due to how much hair she had when she came out. He mistook her for her brother and then named her Vaenyx and her brother Vaenys. Lucerys thought it was so hilarious that they both decided to keep their names as such, despite the names being associated with the opposite gender.)

(First batch of Triplets 🤪)

Visenya III Velaryon (Firstborn Triplet)

- Sex: Female

- Age: 11 (Present Time)

- Hair: White, long, braided, and straight

- Skin: Pale with little freckles

- Height: 4'9

- Eyes: Purple

- Dragon (Hatched): Vilarr (Male)

Vilarr was weak when he was born, not so much so but he grew slower than the other dragons. He is a bit ditzy and it took him about a year and a half before he was able to fly for the first time. He is a gray and red dragon with red on his wings and going down his back and his horns are a dark black.

- Bio:

Confident, outgoing, and an absolute sweetheart. She looks up to her eldest sister Renaela very much so and prefers to spend her time in the skies beside her sister. She also loves to draw and paint. She is the delight of the court and often sneaks inside of the council room during meetings just to get the attention of the lord's, ladies, and her parents. She loves to dress beautifully and look her best, especially for a certain someone…she has a slight (major) crush on her uncle Jacaerys.

Visenyx Velaryon (Secondborn Triplet)

- Sex: Male

- Age: 11 (Present time)

- Hair: White, medium length, and tied in a bun almost all of the time.

- Skin: Pale with freckles everywhere

- Height: 5'0

- Eyes: Blue

- Dragon (Hatched): Aemarys

- Personality: He's very excitable and loves adventure. He finds fascination in the world around him and often travels around in the secrets caves and paths in Driftmark's castle. He does have quite the temper when he does not get his way, though.

Visenys Velaryon (Thirdborn Triplet)

- Sex: Male

- Age: 11

- Hair: White, short, and extremely curly

- Height: 4'8

- Dragon: Egg didn't hatch but claims Sheepsteeler later in life at age fifteen.

- Personality: Quiet, angry, with a lot of angst but finds comfort in his mother (Luke), his aunt Baela, and grandfather Daemon. He spends a good amount of time training to make up for the fact that he doesn't have a dragon and often can be found spending time with Aemond.

(Second batch of Twins 😅)

Jacaerys II Velaryon (Firstborn Twin)

- Sex: Male

- Age: 10

- Hair: Long and dark brown

- Skin: Tan with freckles everywhere

- Height: 4'6

- Eyes: Purple

- Dragon (Hatched): Meraxes II (Male)

- Bio:

He's a very happy child with a heart of gold. He loves to knit with his grandmother Rhaenyra and often begs to visit King's Landing to spend time with his uncle, Jacaerys I. The two are very close and Jacaerys I was the one to help him fly on Meraxes for the first time. He also had formed a special bond with his uncle's firstborn son; Rhaegar (Firstborn of Jacaerys I and Aegon II), becoming best friends as children and perhaps something more later in life. Furthermore, he likes to play with swords but, of course, was forbidden to do so but his elder brother Vaenys often takes him to the training grounds to play around a little bit, with his supervision of course.

Dacaerys Velaryon (Secondborn Twin)

- Sex: Male

- Age: 10 (Present time)

- Hair: White and very long, past his shoulders

- Skin: pale with little freckles

- Height: 4'6

- Eyes: Purple

- Dragon (Hatched): Vaerion (Male)

- Bio:

He is pretty timid and tends to stray towards his mother (Luke) but knows how to stand up for himself should the occasion arise. He spends time training with his elder brother Visenys and loves to read. Dacaerys also loves to sail out in the ocean with his eldest sister Renaela, the two being quite close as Dacaerys would cling to her as a babe.

(Third batch of Twins)

Rhaenerys Velaryon (Firstborn Twin)

- Sex: Female

- Age: 8

- Hair: Long, white with multiple braids throughout her locks

- Skin: pale with little freckles

- Height: 4'4

- Eyes: Brown

- Dragon: Syraxes, a golden and flame red beast that she names after Syrax and Caraxes.

- Personality: A spitting image of her grandmother Rhaenyra with a personality just like hers as well. She is very confident and overall a very happy little girl. She loves dragons more than anything and has been stopped multiple times trying to attempt to ride Vhagar, Arrax, and her other siblings dragons since Syraxes isn't big enough for flying. She is doted upon by Rhaenyra and has formed a very special bond with her. Furthermore, she is very close to her younger sister, Aenelys...really close (foreshadowing).

Aenelys Velaryon (Secondborn Twin)

- Sex: Female

- Age: 8

- Hair: Long, curly, dark brown locks

- Skin: Tan with freckles everywhere

- Height: 4'3

- Eyes: Purple

- Dragon (Hatched): Jaelahna (Female)

Jaelahna hatched a month after Aenelys was born and the two have a very close bond, almost closer than all of Aenelys' other siblings and their own dragons. Jaelahna is a white and brown spotted beast with a long winding tail and large wings. She has a very tame personality and she is extremely protective of her rider.

- Bio:

The quietest out of all the siblings, Aenelys keeps to herself and does not enjoy talking very much. Growing up, she's been very insecure of her brown hair color since she's one of three of the odd ones out in the bunch with dark hair. She doesn't like to be out in public and would much rather be in her room with Rhaenerys. She is the closest to her elder twin sister and finds comfort in no one else but her and her grandmother, Alicent. Both her and her grandmother are very close and Alicent dotes on her quite a bit, after all, Aenelys is the spitting image of her. Later on in life, her and Rhaenerys can often be found together at all times during the day. They fly together, read together, travel together, do everything together. Aenelys has a hard time admitting it but, feelings for her sister begin to form and it takes a long time before she manages to admit not just to herself, but to Rhaenerys as well.

Aemma Velaryon II

- Sex: Female

- Age: 4

- Hair: Length down to her shoulders, curly and white

- Skin: Tan with freckles everywhere

- Height: 3'7

- Eyes: Blue

- Dragon: Did not hatch but claims Seasmoke later in life at age ten

- Personality: Aemma is timid and keeps to herself. She's spoiled beyond belief as she is the babe of the family and is the most attached to her father, mother, and grandmother Rhaenyra. She has a massive sweet tooth and loves lemon flavored treats.

#lucemond #lucerys x aemond #lucerys valeryon #aemond targaryen

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