A Long Time Coming... (R-18)

[WARNING: Explicit Sexual Content Ahead! You Have Been Warned!]

~~~(POV: Daenerys Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 13 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: Wilderness, East of Norvos, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 297 AC)~~~

Rae has been silent since our conversation about having kids has ended... He said he's not against starting a family, but he brought up great points as to why it could be too early for that. After giving it more time, I'm inclined to agree with his logic.

But as the silence weighs in the small home we've built, he moves closer to me on the edge of the bed. His arm wraps around me from my lower back, and his hand lands on my opposite hip.

His lips move closer to the side of my head, and I lean into his form fully... His sweet breath grazes my ear... It's magical how his body works... I see he's different...

Like he's meant to attract... I fear that it's meant for more than just me...

Soft words flow into my head as he speaks, and goosebumps spread across my body...

"It was hard to think about this... But after a while, a natural attraction formed... It became harder to reject the thought of being with you because we're siblings... You're right... It's in our blood..."

My heart has gone from a calm rhythm to a rabbit running from a predator... Hearing him tell me that is washing away the doubts about kids... It's hard to resist that thought the longer this goes on.

I feel the touch of his fingertips run up my back and then down again.

"Hngn..."

My breath is caught in my throat as I let out a shameful moan I've never given before. After a second, his fingers run back up and into my hair from the back of my head. Slowly shifting to the side and turning my head to look at him.

Our eyes meet, and even on the bed, he's a few inches taller than me. And he'll continue to grow while I remain at this size. My hands have found their way to the straps of his leather chestguard.

"Please..."

The words escape my lips without my consent, and he leans his lips forward. It's an amazing energy I can't describe having him kiss me. Him being the leader of this. The more our lips move, the more my reason leaves me...

As he pulls away, a desperate and base moan leaves both our lips...

"You've taught me so much of home... Our history... And you've brought me to this state... Where I'm out of breath from but a kiss... I can run and fight for hours... But you leave me breathless..."

Those words are dangerous... They fill me with a need and desire that I'd only call... Disgraceful...

I want to abandon all whims and concerns. Ignore the cautions that Rae brought up... And they're slipping from me... Faster than ever I thought possible...

He helps me take off his leather chestguard, and his toned young body sets a fire in my core. His defined yet forming muscles fill my hands.

"Dany..."

His voice is empty of air, and he feels the same desperation I feel. Calling my name in such a way... Sends shivers across my body...

"Rae..."

The moment my breathless response leaves my lips, he practically rips off my armor. All the way down to my blue underwear. His weight leans into my body as he pushes me onto the bed, and he pins my wrists above my head.

My chest rises and falls with every labored breath. The intakes of air are long, but I can't catch any air. There is faint wetness forming below my underwear.

His eyes land on my bare breasts, and his hips grind into mine. His leather leggings rub against the only cloth left on my body. The single thing that hides where we'll become one.

"My heart has never beat this fast before... Not when I was in The Shadow Lands... Not when I was in danger... It feels good... I feel alive..."

He lets go of my wrists, and he effortlessly slides off the remainder of his clothes. His underwear and my underwear are all that remain.

My arms wrap around his neck and bring him down to me. Our bodies come together as our lips do. My legs wrap around his waist and lock him in place. His slow and deep grinding brings me to the edge. His hands gently grab my breasts.

He lifts off the bed ever so slightly, and I come up with him. Only to come back down, and the underwear keeping us apart is soaked from both our bodies.

"Rae... My brother... My love... I'll go mad... I can't take anymore..."

My words come out between kisses and gasps of air. After a final hard grind, he lifts off me, and I let him go. His hands move to my waist and slide my underwear off my body. Throwing the beautiful blue undergarments to the ground.

He looks down at my spread legs as they welcome his presence and show him the most private and protected piece of me.

My eyes lock on his underwear, and his manhood is lifting his underwear off his body from how hard he is.

I don't leave all the work to him, and I use my small feet to move his underwear. It breaks free, and from one glance, I can see he's a true dragon. He'll spread me wide and push into me all the way... There is no other way with something like that...

"Here I go..."

The tip of his manhood kisses and rubs every part of my womanhood. But after he's done exploring my most private area, he lines up his head at my entrance. Even now, I can feel the pleasure. But I know there will be pain along with it.

He pins my legs to the side with his arms. Giving him more access.

As he sinks down, all I can do is wrap my arms around his neck and curl my toes. They uncurl as he stops for just a split second, but they curl again as he pushes through my hymen. Taking my virginity with it.

"Fuuuaahhh!!"

The most shameful and disgraceful sound escapes my lips. The pain and pleasure are overwhelming me. It's an addiction that'll form no matter what I do...

His hips slam into mine, fully taking my virginity from me.

Resting deep in me... Pushing me to adjust before I'm ready... Stretching me out and making me remember his shape and size... The tip crushing the deepest and best part of me...

"Shit... Shit... This is... Fuuuuck..."

He's holding back... His release... His arms let my legs go, but I immediately wrap them around his waist. Sticking my body to his. Our sweat makes it hard to part as we cling to one another.

My fingernails run down his back, and my legs shake uncontrollably. A pleasure I've never felt before takes over my body, and the shaking that started in my legs spreads all over my body. My ankles roll in pleasure, and my toes curl and uncurl from the mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck..."

The word leaves me with no restraint and no regard. And at the peak of this feeling is when I squeal the highest while letting the single word escape my lips. Turning the word I let out into something that fuels Rae.

He pulls our hips apart slowly and is almost all out. But clashes our hips back together. And that mind-stopping and body-shaking feeling comes back. It's almost scary how much I love it.

"Somethings... Coming... It feels..."

In this state of reckless pleasure and mind-numbing sin, I do something I know will have consequences. But I don't care. I want to feel it. Whatever it's supposed to be like, I want to know that sensation of him filling me with his seed.

He's never come before... And this will be his first time having that sensation...

I lock my body around him as another otherworldly wave of pleasure hits me. And I scrape my fingernails down his back again. Drawing blood as I do. My toes spread apart and curl again.

He can't escape my grasp, and my womanhood clamps down on his manhood a final time. And as I feel him grow in me, a last scream of pleasure leaves my lips that match the feeling rocking my body...

"Raaaaeeeee!!!"

"Daaaaaany!!"

As I call out his name in that final scream, his seed hits and fills the deepest part of me as my form never leaves his... His own voice calling out in unison with mine... And he falls to my side, and I let him. My body rests, and my mind slows down.

I turn my head and see Rae taking deep breaths with his eyes closed... It's cute...

And my eyes suddenly feel heavy too. I reach over to him and wrap myself around him. And sleep catches us both before we can say anything.

~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 13 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: Wilderness, East of Norvos, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 297 AC)~~~

A perfect warmth is attached to me as the sleep leaves my body and I lean up.

It's morning now, and the memories of last night are clear in my mind.

It was... Unbelievable... That was the first time I... Came... If I knew it was this good, I wouldn't have avoided it as a hindrance... A distraction...

Now I see it as relief... Proof of my life... The blood pumping in my veins...

Dany stirs next to me, and my attention turns to her.

She's so beautiful...

Our young age is something that was worrying me in the beginning. But we've had many talks about the history of our house. Targaryens marry young, and soon, they have kids too. While I can't say for sure she'll bare a child after last night. I know there is a chance.

We're so young to have one...

But if it happens, it happens... It's not like we're weak and powerless. We're protected now. Dany has three hatchlings that'll grow bigger every year. And Rhaenys is already way larger than a carriage. Another year or so, and she'll be large enough to really help us.

Dany and I have discussed multiple avenues of action at length. Not just our... Feelings and urges for one another...

We're taking on Slavers bay. That's for certain. But we'll do it on our time and plans. Not those of desperate men looking for hope. The slaves we talked to before understood our position. And I'm grateful for that.

"Mmm... Come back..."

Dany takes her arm, wraps it around my chest, and brings me from leaning up to laying next to her. Her bare body wraps around mine, and a greater warmth returns to both of us.

"That's better..."

We can get up in an hour or so... The hatchlings will need Dany and as much help as Rhaenys will give us. The hatchlings are bonded to Dany. She shouldn't spend long apart from them.

She's yet to name them, and the sooner, the better.

Speaking of names. When I found out I named Rhaenys after one of our many ancestors, I was shocked. It just felt... Right...

~~~(POV: Cersei Lannister)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 36 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: The Red Keep, Kings Landing, Small Council Chambers)~~~

~~~(Year: 297 AC)~~~

It's been 3 weeks since Ned Stark's execution, and the realm hasn't been stable since Baratheon died in his bed. Ned was an honorable, and foolish man. Warning me he knew of my children's bastard status sealed his fate.

If only he wouldn't be so honorable. He'd still be alive.

"Any news from the forces in the Eyrie? Tyrion Lannister is the entire reason Tywin took our forces and left to get the dwarf back."

Petyr Baelish, our master of coin, brings up the current topic of our meeting today. And one that has left the Small Council weak.

Not only are we missing my father, but both Master of Laws and Master of Ships is also vacant since Stannis and Renly are busy with their conflicts, which leaves the majority of the work to us.

"Only that Lady Arryn hasn't opened negotiations for Tyrions release."

The Starks proved to be a large problem. And that's the fault of Jaime and me. Brandon Stark found us in our... Time alone... And Jaime pushed him from the tower. The runt lived, and his testimony started the whole rebellion of the North and the South against The Iron Throne.

Due to that troublesome boy not dying like he was supposed to, rumors are spreading about Jaime and me. And those rumors are spreading to our children.

"Varys, have there been any whispers from Essos? Any news on the Targaryens?"

My question seems to silence the talks of the Eyrie.

That's another problem rising by the day. Raenon Targaryen and his dragon. Supposedly bigger than a horse-drawn carriage by now. And it'll only continue growing.

From our spies, he interrupted the wedding between Daenerys Targaryen and Khal Drogo. Taking the right forearm of his brother in the process. Why he came for Daenerys is unknown.

"Viserys Targaryen is still under the protection of a wealthy merchant. But I doubt he'll remain there long, given he serves no purpose to the man. The revealment of Raenon has destroyed any plans we had in Essos."

Varys knows more than he's letting on. He always does.

"That's all the information you have?"

Varys is always calm and collected. It's one of his better traits. Something I can respect about The Spider.

"Jorah Mormont is staying in Essos for when the Targaryen twins come out of hiding. He's still a spy for us, and as long as he's taking our gold. He'll be there."

I suppose that's where the news ends in Essos. Or at least what Varys is willing to share.

"We need to handle this situation in the Eyrie before we turn our attention North and South."

Baelish is right.

Stannis and Renly won't be fighting forever, and they'll either join forces or kill each other until only one Baratheon lives.

The Starks are starting to amass troops. But they'll be running into their own problems soon enough.

If we can control everything, no one will even reach Kings Landing.

~~~(POV: Free Talking/Narrator easyread)~~~

~~~(Current Age: Unknown)~~~

~~~(Location: Unknown)~~~

~~~(Date: Unknown)~~~

Long one for you guys. This won't be regular, and only be exclusive to chapters that are more important than others, like holding information important to the story and its direction.

Normally, chapters will be between 1500 and 1700. But if I need more context, character development, and plot progress. Then chapters will cross the 2200 word count.

Word count for this chapter: 2481