There was so much feeling at this moment as she rode him and soon just like that it was over and he felt his body empty of all desire now that both he and Dany had been satisfied well beyond their content. As she lands on his chest a hand comes to rest on her back and softly his fingertips run up and down his back and he places a kiss on her head. “As am I.” he replied softly as he felt sleep overtake him. “Dany. I love you.” He mumbled as he fell asleep fast and deep, still holding her in his arms.

And than he awoke and he felt as if everything that had happened last night had been a dream and he worried that he had dreamt it but as he woke he could feel his body, sore in all of the right places as would befit the actions of the night before. “Good morning Daenerys.” He murmered lazily as he rolled over, finding furs over his naked bod. “You have important meetings far from here, right? How long will they take?” He feared losing her all over again and even worse when they had connected and bonded as they had. As their ancestors had.

_{Well this was a very uncomfortable sort of evening. He had heard the whispers in the hall, claiming the Bolton heir to be well once more. Of course, he, Ramsay, hadn’t wanted to hear such things. Yet, here his half-brother was. Alive and well. Ramsay stared, like he had seen a ghost. He rearranged his face quickly, plastering on his trademark cold smirk.}

“_{Not at all brother. I am very pleased to see you out of your deathbed.}”

Pleased. Domeric was certain he saw a glimpse of something that wasn’t his usual facial expression “You haven’t married the Stark girl yet have you?” he hadn’t heard news of it but than again he hadn’t much news of the on goings in the world just that his half-brother and father had taken Winterfell. “Or have I missed the joyous occassion” Domeric didn’t fancy taking Winterfell from his brother if he had married her but knowing what he knew what Ramsay was capable of…of what kind of person he was made Domeric sick to his stomach at the thought of a innocent sweet girl being shackled to Ramsay.

Once he had been happy to find his brother, to have that connection that other families did with siblings. But now, he just wanted to talk to his father and get the truth known, Ramsay dismissed as heir and take back what semblance of his life back. “You seem to have made yourself at home here in winterfell. Though the Dreadfort would suit you better”

ohisms:

_{roses are proof}_{that you can}_{protect yourself}_{while remaining} S O F T.

@lastxdragon

He let out a gasp as he felt her touch on his cock and he gave a mix of pleased and surprise at how bold she was, taking it and making it easy for him to enter her, which he did, faster and rougher than he had intended letting out a strangled groan as he felt her walls tighten around his length. Viserys could feel his body quaking as he moved in and out of her, grunting as he slide back in going deeper each time, taking his time with the main event and he grinned at Daenerys wickedly before his lips met hers again, like magnets likely couldn’t be apart for too long. “How bad do you want me Dany?” He asked as he pulled back out slower than the last thrust nearing pulling out completely. “You’re beautiful” He mumbled in between kisses as he felt her hands over his body and he purred in delight at her affection.

Viserys began picking up the pace, going faster but still just as deep, calling out her name in between moans, his body leaned even further on her and his mouth left hers as his teeth clamped down on the soft neck slope between her shoulder and neck to drown out his own pleased sounds as his hips buckled and he could feel a pit in his stomach building as he fucked Daenerys, going from gentle and sweet to rough, fingers digging into whatever was available before he moved, making it so Dany’s hips were further in the air and he had more of an opportunity to hit her even deeper. “Fuck this is amazing Daenerys.” He felt that strange pull towards her once again, that feeling that they had become intertwined, as if someone had shackled not only their bodies together but their hearts or souls. Viserys could feel more heat building and before he knew it Viserys let out a low grutteral moan as his cock pumped it’s seed into Daenerys’s womb and he continued, fumbling her over to her chest on even though he felt his whole body was aware of every action he was making and he wrapped his fingers around her hair and pulled on it, pulling her head back as he kissed her neck.

“Dragons don’t stop at just once” his hips thrusted again, faster and rougher than before wanting to keep this going until he felt he couldn’t move, Though he had to admit he was surprised she had allowed him this much control, this much power over her and he was waiting for the moment when she would take over the control.

“I want to fuck you and taste you until there is nothing left in either of us to continue. Let the Dornish Princess hear who it is who has claimed my body and heart. So much so she flees from Dragonstone and never returns” Viserys spoke, slight teasing his tone as he rode her, giving a moan that caught in his throat as she held on, tight on his length and he something else happen his mind hazy with pleasure so it didn’t hit him until he was on his back and he gave a surprised yelp.

“Going to ride the dragon, sweet sister?” He asked as he looked up at her, seeing a new side of her and stared at her in amazed awe and enjoying the new experience and how different this felt and yet how good it felt at the same time.

“Surprised to see me?” He asked as he walked through the door, the maester had helped fix him back to full health after he was nearly brought to death by poison in his drink.

His stomach quivers as nerves rise before he watches and feels her move beneath him and he stares at her naked bod. There was something different about this time, about how he was taking in her body. No longer as goods to be in perfect condition before being sold off, no longer a means to an end. This time she is barring herself to him and willingly. He takes a moment to take in the curve of her breasts and the shape of them as well as the way her body curved in and than out to bring about shapely hips.

Viserys felt himself shaking as she said his name and he met her lips with his and he was less sweet about it as he parted his lips, tasting the wine that had been there once again and deepened the kiss as his body moved back to hover over his and he fought with his breeches to remove them, finally free of them after a moment and he shivered as the cold night air hit his whole body. A free hand moved to her supple breasts and he took his time to feel her body, moving ever so slowly around her breasts and nipples, taking great care with both sides and than he moved downwards towards her stomach and the curves of her hips as if he was trying to memorize every inch of his sister’s body.

His desire for her was clear as they kissed as his hand went to tease her mound, circling her clit slowly as he placed kisses down her neck and nipped at the skin, soothing it with a quick flip of his tongue and he pulled on her ear gently and the sounds coming from both of them made Viserys want to take her than and now but he knew he had to savor this moment and be patient. If he rushed to far too fast he could ruin it and ruin what good he had made up with Daenerys.

“You’re soaking my sweet” Viserys commented before his teeth took a nipple and pulled at it and didn’t mind being gentle as his one hand focused on her slick mound, teasing her folds with what he gathered on his fingers. “You’ve been found wanting shall I please the Queen of Westeros even farther?” He asked as he lowered himself to her hips taking in the smell that was only hers and began to eat her out and he felt a connection spark between them that hadn’t been there, that was bonding them as just more than brother and sister but as something far more deeper and ancient. They would be connected now and forever by their bodies and would be one in time.

Viserys took some brief pauses for air as he felt her writhe under his touch and he slid one of his hands up to hold hers before her tongue flicked her nub and soon he came up entirely, his free hand replaced where his mouth had been and he snaked more than one finger in her tight slit and moved it as he watched for her reactions and moved accordingly to that and he could feel his own body react to her and he felt his length harden and he toyed with the idea of teasing her with it against her slit but he knew for both of them teasing would be a short lived game.

Muse Character Fears

Bold any fears which apply to your muse.

Italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control ⋆ powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment ⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting ⋆ being forgotten

tagged by: stolen from @meryllfrey

tagging: @watcherandspooked @wolfmaidcn @ascruelascunning @thestormlioness @jaimelannisterthings

@lastxdragon

“As am I. If Grey Worm should throw more Unsullied at me I should be prepared in no time” He grinned, feeling Daenerys’s soft hands on his bicep and it sent a small shiver down his spine and he found himself look at her intently, purple hued eyes looking down at his sister, though she was hardly covered in the robe she wore. An Idea came to him as her hand eventually left and he picked her up, his new found strength allowing him to do so with ease and he carried her to where her bed was, a laughter escaping him as he did so. “You’re so light, sweet sister” He was still taken a back by the sheer strength he now held in part thanks to Grey Worms training and as he gazed at her there was something primal that shifted in his look as he felt it surge through him.

He was stronger. He was physically capable of doing and being more which meant he could take what he wanted. Whatever he wanted. His mind was a haze as he hovered over Daenerys and before he knew it his lips were on his and it had started sweet and gentle, just like any other kiss they might have shared in their youth. But now….Viserys found himself wanting more and he gave in to his hunger as he tried to lengthen the kiss before the more rational side caught up and eased the foggy mind he held and he pulled back, blushed cheeks now a deep rose color on his paler skin. “I don’t want Allyria. I want you. It’s always been you.”

A hand brushed a strand of silver locks away from her face as he spoke, though he did lift his body just so, that she could escape if she felt the need, as he knew how she had felt about herself since losing her child and being told by the blood witch that her womb would stir once again with a babe near impossible events occurred, but Dany did also have her period, he recalled even just recently. An to Viserys the witch could have been speaking figuratively and many things had happened that could easily fit those descriptions. So was it a long shot that she may be able to bear a child? Probably but it was one Viserys was willing to bet on. “I want you, Daenerys Stormborn.” It wasn’t an order nor was it a meek offer but he could feel his blood boiling at just the idea of taking her in his arms and loving her as they were meant to be.

thestormlioness‌:

Upon laying eyes on the king, one of the young lady’s hand reached for the silk, of which her skirt was made, and curtsied politely. She had been told horrid things about the royal family, but he was her king nonetheless and no woman, high-born or not, could allow herself to disrespect him. “It’s and honour, your grace.”, Relena mumbled quietly, her gaze lingering upon the ground, it wasn’t until the head of House Targaryen had left, that the girl’s head lifted again.

For the briefest of moment’s the dark haired woman looked at the prince with a slightly raised eyebrow. “My father is not attending, my Lord.”, she informed him, her voice rather disinterested in the matter. “He had to tend to affairs in the Storm Lands.”, she then added, hoping this lie might take away from how rude it was of her Lord father to spurn a royal invitation.

So, Robert wasn’t here. Curious, but from what Viserys had heard it made sense that the Baratheon wouldn’t come when Targaryens still sat on the throne. “I see. Well, your mother is attending than?” He asked, looking around to try to see if he could spot the Lannister turned Baratheon but to no avail. “Come, seeing as you are without company, allow me to offer you a seat with my family. Wouldn’t want you to sit near any unsavory people.”

Viserys spoke as he watched how a few of the Lords were already leering at the Baratheon girl. “Or I could find you better company if you do not wish to sit with the Royal family” Viserys knew if someone had seen her and reported to Robert it might not bode well for her.

littlemusings: