Closed RP: Fire & Blood

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He had been expecting a feeling of warmth to wash over him as Roberts sword found its was into his chest, he expected to see his wife and children, anyone he had known in his life but as darkness clouded his vision he found nothing. His thoughts and feelings were mo more and Rhaegar Targaryen ceased to be no more.

That was until there was a spark and he felt his soul being pulled, yanked away from the once comforted feeling of nothingness and back towards the light to being again. Memories and basic functions were coming back slowly as he felt his soul realign with his body. He felt his skin burn and for a moment Rahegar wondered if this was it. He had passed some judgement test and would wake in the afterlife. But he heard an unfamiliar voice and his foggy mind went to the Seven. “The Mother…?” He mummered as he thought the voice to belong to the motherly aspect of the Seven. But as he woke further and looked at the woman, he gave her a warm half smile. Of course The Mother would take form in his very own mother. In Rhaella. “Mother, Rhaella…I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for you or Viserys. I should have been. But-” His voice was low and there was a bitter sadness that came out between words as he tried not to cough, inhaling the smoke that was still around him. “I-wasn’t.”

Yet, there was something about this woman and the longer he looked at her that more he found himself noticing differences. Just enough to make him see that it wasn’t Rhaella and Rhaegar sat up, feeling the weight of his armor, intact and as if Robert hadn’t laid the killing blow on him. He had died. But everything here felt to real, smelt to real and looked to real. This wasn’t the afterlife at all, his indigo eyes looked around and he was bewildered. Why was he in the Dragonpit in Kings Landing? He should have been far away, far from here, fighting at the Trident.

He stumbled upright, getting his bearings as he reached for his sword. “Who are you?!” The Prince of Dragonstone demanded as he unsheathed his sword and held it out, pointing it at the woman who wore nothing on her. Why had he been brought here? Was this another test from the Gods? It had to be. “Why have you brought me here?”

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“What?” He snapped at Daenerys reached where he and Viserion his rage still not satisfied though his legs moved him closer to her and he wrapped his arms around her, possessively as he moved her away from the view of her advisors so her back was against Viserion’s body. An he kissed her, all his rage and fear packed into it his nails dug into her as he tried to pull her closer to him before he let go of her to move past her, wiping the blood from his face with his bloodied hand only smearing more blood around.

“The traders ship came from Pentos. Tyrion, Asha I want you to investigate, use your resources and find out what you can. They may send more informants and traders under guise.” The two looked between them and gave a wary nod before being dismissed. Viserys turned to Grey Worm “Any and all visitors we receive, no matter who they are are to be brought to me. Handcuffed and weaponless.I don’t care if it’s Jon Snow himself.” Grey Worm didn’t seem ready to do as Viserys asked and a few of the Dothraki and Unsullied gave him an unsure look.

“Do you understand? We cannot allow another attack upon us. Not with our forces spread as they are, no matter how close we are to winning back the throne. Daenerys will not be under threat again. Is. That. Clear?” He asked stepping closer as a younger Dothraki muttered a yes and scampered off, the others just nodded and Grey Worm looked from Viserys to Dany before nodding and being on his way and he turned back to Dany. “Go see the maester. Any undo stress and movements could have harmed the child and in turn, you. Go.” Viserys did not want to take any chances with Daenerys and her pregnancy, not after their mothers death not after she had already lost one child. He couldn’t lose her or their child.

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They were going to marry. Viserys was going to be husband and father. Something he never thought he would achieve in his life, just like coming home to Westeros. But what he couldn’t imagine was traders coming into Dragonstone and assassins and other hired thugs being among their number.

He was glad that Daenerys had had him train with Grey Worm and he worked with Unsullied and Dothraki to defend Dragonstone, those that were still at Dragonstone and not away at holds and other places. He was doing well until he noticed the larger number of assassins were heading to where Daenerys was, talking no doubt with her favored female advisor and friend about the discussed wedding plans and Viserys charged forward, feeling his blood boiling as he plunged his sword into one of their backs and the closer they got to her the more Viserys’s anger grew.

There wasn’t a moment where his eyes weren’t clouded by bloodlust as he fought hearing the Dothraki behind him rage on through the battle. As one assassin had opened the door to Daenerys, Viserys tackled the man, his sword being flung aside, tumbling and struggling with the man as Viserys managed to straddle him and his fists hit the man, smashing his face in with his hands, the Dothraki who had finished off the rest of the man looked on,
Jhogo

being among them, placing a hand to stop the others as Viserys kept beating the man to a blood pulp, the face of the man had been beaten in so far that it hardly could tell who it had been.

He could hear his heartbeat in his ears and Viserys leaned back, fists bloodied from not only his blood but his victims, blood everywhere on his person and Jhogo went to Viserys before the Targaryen fell to one side, the adrenaline having left his body now that the threat had been dealt with. “Daenerys. Dany. Are you okay?” He asked as he pushed himself back to his full height, staggering a bit as he put his hand briefly on Jhogo’s arm to let him know that he would be fine. “Anah
davrae. Jhogo.” Viserys spoke his best Dothraki as he stumbled towards the woman. “No one hurt either of you?”

Before either of them could reply Viserys dashed out of the room, his blood still calling for more blood to be spilt as he went outside the gates he caught Viserion in the distance and he called out the dragon who in turn swooped down to meet Viserys, wondering what Viserys wanted until he smelt the blood and Viserys climbed on his back, the ‘traders’ ships were trying to leave but Viserys would not let them and he commanded Viserion “Dracarys” and suddenly the ship was on fire and the screams carried in the air. Viserys returned to Dragons tone and only got down from Viserion when Daenerys came outside.

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‘I love you too Daenerys. It’s fine, listen, just because we are siblings…to be parents soon…I don’t expect you to tell me everything.” Her apologizes were heard but he didn’t need to hear them, those three words that took a new meaning now, were all he really needed. But she continued to speak and he saw something in her eyes and what she wanted to say had gotten trapped but Viserys could see it on her face. He’d known her her whole life, he knew that expression even though she tried to hide it.

“I know. But it’ll be fine. I promise. We’ll get through this as we always have, Together.” Viserys told her before Dany’s lips covered his making speaking impossible and he held her close as she crawled on top and untangling herself from her robe, Viserys chuckled at the sounds she made and kissed her, this time would be like their first, soft and sweet. Loving. Here they were, two people, changed by events that had surrounded their lives, coming back together and now…they would be together in the most intimate of ways and nothing could change it. There was no going back.

Viserys laid on the bed, wide eyed and taking deep breaths trying to regain the air in his lungs and placed a chaste kiss on his lovers cheek before he sat up, pulling her with him so he could look at her more. “Daenerys. Marry me. No longer do I need you to be my heir or you need myself, our child…” He gave a half laugh, still one of nerves as the full weight of what was happening settled on him. “-Our child,” he repeated “Will be the heir to our kingdom and you and I will rule the Seven Kingdoms and beyond. We will conquer more than Aegon did” He thought it a bit ambitious but than again so once had been conquering seven of the eight kingdoms of Westeros.

“Marry me Daenerys Stormborn”

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When she came back in the room, he stared at her, confusion marred his face and it continued to be there as she got closer to the bed and his mouth dropped open as she spoke those four words he never expected to hear from her and Viserys was quiet for some time. “You…But I thought- You couldn’t…have…and..” He was going to be a father. Viserys and Daenerys. Parents. Parents of a new rule soon, if the Gods were good and kept blessing them. “The Gods are good, sister. We will take control of the Seven Kingdoms and raise our children, they will be the Prince or Princess of Dragonstone…” Viserys spoke proudly, already envisioning a future for them and their child one where everything went according to plan.

“I am overjoyed. Daenerys. This child will want for nothing. They will not have to flee their home, they will not live as we did growing up” He crawled closer, his hand pressed against her belly and waited to see if there would be a reaction but he felt nothing but it didn’t lessen his joy. “Do not fret, this child…If you are to be Aegon than this is Aenys or Maegor and let us hope that they are a good mix of both. Strong and kind. Cruel only when needed and willing to make peace when needed.” He rose to his knees, holding her tight and kissed her lips. “Are you…you excited? Are you pleased dear sister? House Targaryen has a new heir. A new start for our house, for us.”

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“Of course I’ll stay.” He told her glad she would wear the armor he’d had commissioned for her and nodded his head “I’ll send for food and in the meantime, I’ll help you to the bath” He offered, squeezing her hand gently before rolling out of the bed to go start the bath process and once the hot water was put in he went back to where Daenerys was and helped her to the bathe, making sure she could get in and out just fine. His nimble fingers rolling down her back and careful of her wound as he grabbed a towel and began to help bathe her as he would when they were children but this time after the attentive cleaning he grazed over her breasts in a not so child-like way, his smile hidden behind her as he spoke in an apologetic tone “Sorry” But, Viserys wasn’t all that sorry, yet he also kept in mind she was not in any physical capacity to do anything of the sort they had done the night before. “How would you like your hair?” He asked as he started to wash her hair and clean it from all the dirt and grime “Simple and easy of more bundled?”

Once she was clean and fed, Viserys stayed by her side until she was well, sitting in on more meetings and had taken given his opinion much more becoming more outspoken while telling Dany of the on goings and listening to her words and going from there to help advise his own words though he still was more aggressive in his negotiations than Dany.

But after a few weeks, Dany had gone back to being checked out to be in full health once more and she resumed her duties and Viserys took a small step back and he attempted to be more of a lover to his sister, trying his best not to push her too far as she wasn’t the same girl back in Pentos and he hadn’t been the same either. Viserys had come to her bedroom late in the night, sleeping by her side as she hadn’t been feeling too up for anything and he woke with a start in the early morning by the sound of retching into a chamber pot and Viserys rolled over quickly, looking for who was making that sound. He thought back to the night before and the dinner hadn’t made himself or anyone else sick so why her? “Dany?” He asked as he started to get out of the bed to go to his sister. “Are you okay? Obviously your not if you’re throwing up but still….”

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“Does she now?” He asked curiously. Well she’ll find herself wrong with me.” Viserys watched her carefully, not letting her out of his sight for long and he hadn’t slept much, even knowing her blood rider had been in her room for the past days, day and night, he still was fought with worry. “No….me? There’s no way Drogon would ever listen to me. Besides, I feel your Dothraki would follow Drogon over me.” He joked, shaking his head softly before worried eyes looked at her as she spoke more. “Rest. Think not of my needs. You focus on getting better. For more than two days.” He told her as he did as she asked and gingerly got on the bed and stroked her hair. “Of course I am. At any rate, the training went well, I went up against Grey Worm and Red Lizard. It was not easy and I didn’t win but it was good training.”

He paused for a moment as he thought back on how the meeting had gone. “Well, Lady Tyrell asked for as many as you said, I gave her six thousand and when she began to protest I reminded her that she had come crawling to us and we protect what is left of her Houses legacy and hold. Than I told Allyria she would send for her forces. She was shocked by my demand and I told her, ‘
“You have been here and offering your support and while your words mean
well to our cause but it will do nothing to aid the war. After all your
Uncle Obyren got himself killed using more words than actions fighting
the Mountain.” ‘ She than sent a raven to Dorne and they are sending their forces as we speak.” He told her proudly. “See, you can leave me in charge and nothing will fall to pieces. Oh and the extra thousand will be for the surrounding area of High Garden like the Roseroad and such to make sure the other holds in the reach are not touched and destroyed by the Lannister Army. Tyrion’s idea after I had given the number to Olenna.”

Viserys eyed the wound she had and he couldn’t help but still feel worried and fret over her. “i’d really like it if you didn’t do much of anything for a good week, until the Maester fully approves of the wounds healing, a blow like that…It could have been far worse. Which! reminds me” He said as he looked at the armor set that had been laid across her bed on the end of it and he reached over to grab it and showed it to her. “If you are going to ride a large moving target you should be protected. And mind you I think all three dragons should also be outfitted. It’d be a shame for them to take too many an arrow to the underbelly or wing in the right place and be shot down.” He warned, worried about the beasts she called children. “I know it won’t be like wearing your Dothraki clothing but it’ll keep you safe. I train with Grey Worm and you will wear this, deal?” He asked, though it was less of a question and more of a demand. “Shall I send for food? Soup perhaps? Or something easy to eat?”

“Yes, did you?” He asked as he laced his fingers with hers as she talked of Euron Greyjoy and how he was leaving Viserion here. “I always worry about you. Mother of Dragons or Khalessi of the Great Army, it matters not. I’m your older brother. It’s my job. But yes, I shall take your place.” Viserys assured his sister as he trailed his hand up and down her back absent mildly.

“No more? Are you sure? ten is quite a bit but five seems a bit low. What if there’s more forces than we thought for? Euron’s fleet as a distraction?” He warned, not wanting to push anything and argue but it was always a possibility. I can get Allyria to stop her evasiveness.” He offered before placing a kiss on her hand as it moved his hair away. “You forget I too was and am Westerosi since I was eight, nearing nine.” Viserys sighed as he sat up more. “Yes, we are not them but they are not us.” He warned Daenerys once again. “You should get ready than, as should I.” Viserys slowly shifted more while he wanted to stay in bed with her all day he knew that they couldn’t do that in reality, they had too many obligations. “I enjoyed last night.” He mentioned casually as he leaned in to kiss her lips softly and quickly before he made his way out of the bed and gathered his clothes from the night before, slipping them on with ease.

He knew soon Grey Worm would be waiting for him so he made his leave, in a wonderful mood that had been in part to his night with Daenerys and they cut their training short so Viserys could get ready for the meetings and change into new clothes and he watched for Missandei’s reactions and listened to Olenna Tyrell and glanced at the Dornish Princess as she spoke still not saying anything on sending soldiers. “Lady Olenna, we shall not send ten thousand Unsullied,” he began, noting the approval on Missandei’s face before turning to slight confusion as Viserys went on “We shall send six thousand. No more.” Lady Olenna seemed not quite pleased with the number and he could tell she was about to argue before Viserys cut her off. “Lady Tyrell, do not forget you came to us and we are sending our army to protect High Garden.” Olenna seemed to quiet down and accepted the negotiation with no more qualm.

“Princess Allyria, you will send your soldiers from Dorne to aid us.” The Princess seemed shocked by the demand and he could see it clear as day on her face. “You have been here and offering your support and while your words mean well to our cause but it will do nothing to aid the war. After all your Uncle Obyren got himself killed using more words than actions fighting the Mountain.” It was a low blow he knew, but he knew that he and Dany, more so Dany was angered by how the Dorne Princess didn’t give the support that was required and so drastic actions were needed. Viserys found the faces of everyone in the meeting room were left shocked that he had gone to that point and he could see form the corner of his eye Missandei trying to work out damage control but Allyria’s steely gaze held to Viserys’s and she gave a long sigh before agreeing to actually do something and send for her men to join. “Thank you, Princess. Now, if that’s all I shall commence this meeting.”

Missandei spoke with him though the halls as they walked outside of Dragonstone and gave him counsel and he shrugged his shoulders. “It may not have been what Dany would have done but that just means we are not the same and have differing way of handling things.” The advisor couldn’t argue about their differences and eventually they parted ways after speaking more and Viserys spotted Viserion in the near distance and made his way to the cream dragon and scratched his scales gingerly before the dragon knelt down and Viserys climbed on top the dragom, both now looking for Daenerys and the other two dragons. What he didn’t expect was for Viserion to take off and greet the dragons and his mother. They hadn’t done much if any flying together, just recetly becoming bonded but not like Drogon and Dany had so this was all new for Viserys and while it was exhilarating to be up so far in the air he couldn’t help but feel sick and he lurched as he tried to stay on Viserion as it flew, before following them back down to the ground.

“Next time warn me before you do that” Viserys snapped at the dragon as he stumbled down, glaring back as he made his way to Daenerys and the dragon just chuffed at him annoyed that Viserys was angry with him. “So, are we having cooked squid for dinner?” Viserys asked, a smirk on his face as he tried to ignore the queasy feeling in his stomach.

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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.

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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.