54 R18
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187 AC
Harrenhal
Elaena Targaryen
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I stand in the middle of my room looking at the door to my room as I wait for it to be knocked on. I know he will follow after me, he is not stupid and should have understood my intentions. If he doesn't then I really will leave him to handle all that on his own, even if I already am prepared to finish it on my own.
I smile hearing the door knocked and I walk over to it stepping hard enough to let my footsteps be heard from the other side. I don't need him to think I was just waiting around for him or something. His pride does not need any help, if he knew I was waiting around for him to come to see me after I dropped a load of work on him he would be insufferable.
I open the door to see my nephew standing on the other side with an odd look in his eyes as he looks me over. His eyes linger on my chest and hips for only a moment too long but enough I notice.
"Alright, I have some... things to say but it would be best if I said them behind a closed door." I narrow my eyes at him to push him along the edge he is sitting on, but I decide to step aside and let him walk in.
I close the door and slowly lock it so it does not make much noise, by the time I turn around he is looking at me with a dry look. I do not respond to the silent words conveyed in that look and instead, I approach him and look up into his eyes as I stand before him. He has certainly gotten tall, he might be the tallest out of our whole family.
"I won't apologize for fucking Daena in the woods." I almost snort in amusement but I hold back as he is obviously thinking about his next words carefully. "I think it would be best to just come out and say what we both know, that there is some... 'sexual tension' in our 'workplace'. I think after I rutted Daena out in the woods that you might have been rubbed wrong because I did not pursue something with you when I am around you quite a bit more than her." I try to not look annoyed at his words but he is not entirely wrong, he is actually mostly right.
"So you won't apologize even though you know why I am angry?" I raise a brow and he nods with an infuriating honest look.
"I am not sorry for it so why would I apologize?" I close my eyes and chuckle at how he just rubs salt in the wound without any mercy. "But I know what my mistake is and I plan to rectify it, it is actually quite simple really." I open my eyes just quick enough to catch him swoop in and steal my lips as his hands grip my hips stopping me from backing up in surprise.
I grumble as he takes my lips like I am some cheap whore but I can't fight him off as this is what I wanted to begin with. The damn ache between my legs has made me fall into his ensnarement and now I will be helping him with his 'paperwork' for the rest of my life.
I slide one of my hands down his chest and slip it into his pants just as his tongue slips its way past my lips. My eyes and I break the kiss when my fingertips hit his manhood, wrapping my fingers around his hot and hard length I find myself dumbstruck. I meet his eyes and another infuriating look is on his face but this one is earned at least with that prideful smirk he has.
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187 AC
Harrenhal
Aerion Targaryen
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I had a damn good idea this would happen when I followed her, even if I put forward in my mind I was chasing her to discuss her 'employment contract'. But seeing her drop to her knees and tug my pants down to look up at my cock gives me some serious office assistant vibes. I might just put in her new work contract that there will be a mandatory blow job every few days just to see this sight.
"Daena took this?" She asks but it seems more of a statement than a question, I only give a small nod as I run my fingers through her hair and get it out of her face.
She gulps and her tongue darts out wetting her lips before I see the thought 'fuck it' run through her mind as she leans in and presses a kiss on the tip. Her tongue swirls around the tip as she painfully slow takes bit by bit into her mouth wetting it as she does. I fist a handful of her short silver hair at the back of her head as she sucks and licks making me gasp. I make a mental note to write up that blow job clause as soon as possible, it is of utmost importance.
A standing mirror to the side gives me a good side view of the action as my hot aunt rocks her head back and forth on the first third of my shaft. One of her hands pressing against my waist and the other going under her skirt and rubbing at herself. She gets into a trance of sucking and mewls as the noise from her fingers on her slit starts getting louder as she gets wetter.
Damn it man, now I know why those corporation assholes always had a hot blonde secretary.
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187 AC
Harrenhal
Melissa Blackwood
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Being guided to my daughter who is out in the Godswood with her sister I feel a bit nervous. I have seen the dragons before but it was from the distance and when they were small. They are massive according to the word that has reached us, apparently, they flew over Raventree Hall not long ago but I missed it.
I know my daughter has the Blood of the Dragon and loves being around them but that does not stop my worry and nervousness that she will be eaten. I see her silky brown hair as she stands next to the mouth of the great big silver one with Daenerys her half-sister next to her. Each of the have one of the new Targaryen babes in their arms and I can even see what looks like baby dragons climbing over them.
"There they are, the rest of the way you should be safe on your own." The 'Dragon Keeper' who protects the entrance to the Godswood motions me to continue without him before spinning on his heels and marching off.
I gulp at the sight of the blue eyes lock onto me of the great silver dragon who lets out an odd noise as one of the babes slaps a meaty baby fist against it. Both of the girls laugh and I lose some of my apprehension at the heartwarming sight of my daughter enjoying herself. I start walking forward once more with a smile on my face seeing her have such a close relationship with her half-sister.
Daenerys and Aerion have always treated all the base-born kids as if they were their true-born siblings. I am glad they never changed and even brought them along to Harrenhal which is so close to Raventree Hall. Though I wish Brynden was a bit closer to Aerion but I know he feels jealousy at his half-brother, and not for him being true born or having a dragon or even a Valyrian steel sword.
No, he feels jealous of Aerion because of little Shiera.
"Mother?" I snap out of my thoughts hearing my daughter call out and turn to me with a small baby boy in her arms.
I can't help but imagine it as her own son and that would make him my grandson, a warm feeling fills my chest. I only just arrived and I heard some servants whisper if I was the mother of 'Aerion's new wife' which caused me some confusion. I have no clue what is going on with that little rumor but I will find out, but for now, I want to squish the cheeks of this cute little baby boy.
I am just glad to see Danny smiling beside my daughter even with a rumor like what I just heard. I was good friends with her Mother Naerys who she is the spitting image of, I hope they can continue to be close even if that rumor turns out to have some truth to it. I won't put too much stock into the whisper I heard until I see more with my own eyes, or if my daughter tells me herself. But I know my curiosity is burning to see the two of them in a room together to get a better feel of how they are acting with one another.
I am not sure how to feel about the situation if my daughter follows in my footsteps and becomes a mistress, but I won't be angry. Aerion is much different than Aegon and I know he cares about my kids so I know he would not toss Mya aside because someone else caught his eye. Just like I was thinking a moment ago, he always treated them as trueborn and as if they were his full-blooded siblings. It would not surprise me if that lead him to take more than a passing interest in one of my daughters, it is common in Targaryens after all, he is married to his own twin.
"Let me hold that little cutie." I hold my arms out and the small babe squeals loudly and drool runs down his chin making my heart pulse with motherly love.
Gods I missed holding a baby.
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187 AC
Harrenhal
Aerion Targaryen
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The stupid monkey part of my brain wants to pull on the single lock of gold hair cutting through all the silver on her head. Each thrust into her from behind makes her cry out yet my full focus is on the shimmer of the gold admix the silver. I comb my finger through her short wavy hair and clench around the gold as I ram my length into her gripping depths.
"Fuck!" She cries out and tries to go limp on me but my grip on her hair keeps her head up and my length dug into her cunt keeps her ass up.
I swoop my free hand under her waist and hold her up as I keep up my tempo even while her walls spasm and clench down on me. Her wetness soaked the sheets beneath us as I climb to my peak using her like a sheath.
She had the nerve to ask if I needed to rest after I busted in her mouth and now she will forever remember, Aerion Targaryen does not rest, he fucks. Enjoy her squeezing walls I might but eventually, I also need to finish, I had a whole day to finish my work and now I spent an hour to an hour and a half exploring my sexy aunt's body.
I let her head drop into the pillows as I put both my hands on her hips and hold onto them as I rail her. I hear her grunt into the pillows as I bottom out with each impact abusing her fine ass coloring it red with abuse.
With a final thrust, I bottom out and fill her with my seed, likely something that will eventually bite my ass with how much I have been doing it lately. But to be honest I might have baby fever as I can not find a single reason to not make more.
I slump over her raised ass as I ride out the pleasure as her cunt milks me for all I got.
"You will help me with my paperwork now?" I ask in a joking tone and she turns to face me as I lay my head on the pillow beside hers.
"If you bring it in here, my legs are numb." I chuckle at her tired voice and kiss her forehead before I drop next to her pulling her into spooning with me for a moment before I run off to get my 'homework' for my hot aunt to help me with.