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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.

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“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.

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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.

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How could she think such things of him? After all he’s been through, seen and done to get back home to give it all away and live in Dorne?! Viserys shook his head, his silver blonde locks falling in his face as he heard her multitude of questions. “You know me too well to think I would give this all away and be some pet. She’s very easy on the eyes, but what she wants and what I want are two very different things.” He informed Daenerys as he watched her pour a drink only to set it aside. He noted how his next choice of words had seemed to quell the rage burning inside and he looked down briefly at the flooring beneath them.

“You are giving up too easy, my dragon blooded love.” his head tilted gently to one side as he gave her a questioning look unsure of what was going on in her head if she was so ready to give him over to the Dornish Princess. “She makes me happy, but- but not in the ways that matter. She’s just a friend, a friend who may want more from me but won’t find it.” He told her being brutally honest about this now, Allyria was nice and pretty but she’d never be what he truly desired, not since that night in the tent in the Dothraki Sea, not since she’d blossomed into a woman. “Look at you….making apologies and relenting to some crazed idea.” He gave a low chuckle, still trying to understand Daenerys and failing to do so. She was so different right now, shoulders sagged instead of straight and held back, like she would so often do. Holding herself like a Queen, like the royal she was meant to be and was.

“Daenerys” Viserys growled softly as he placed a hand on one of her clenched hands his fingertips trailed around the place the skin where her index finger and thumb connected hoping her hand would ease and allow him to grasp her hand in his. “You’re an idiot if you think I want to marry and love Allyria Martell like that.” His voice came out in a lower hush than he had expected and he gave a sigh as he placed a small kiss on her cheek before he pulled away ever so slowly.

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There was a small embarrassed smile as he was turned back towards the mirror and he thought back to how he would do this very thing for Daenerys growing up and it brought back a mixture of good and bad memories. At the mention of Illyrio, Viserys frowned as he inspected her handiwork and gave a approving nod. “Yes, they took too much off but it’ll grow back” He replied “How long shall I grow it dear sister? As long as yours or perhaps a bit shorter?” He laughed, a low chuckle coming through though it was short lived.

As she spoke of her dragons, Viserys was still taking in the sights and beauty of the pyramid and gave nods to her instructions. He imagined the dragons of the past as they grew smaller had been more manageable and less terrifying, no more annoying than a dog. But these…The two dragons curled up were already a sight to see and it was close to bringing Viserys to tears and he was breathless.

And than there was Drogon, rising to meet his mother and he watched as the dragons moved and interacted and watched Dany touch the one she called Drogon and he felt as he was dreaming still, like he couldn’t breathe even if he had air forced inside his lungs. Viserys slowly put his hand out and placed it as was directed and ever so softly moved it up and down and that’s when he felt tears streaming down his cheeks as he tried not to get too choked up with emotions but he took a closer step getting bold now as he imagined the future that these dragons brought and meant for not only them but for himself and Daenerys.

He felt Drogon huff as Viserys scratched his nose and a bright smile came to his face. “They’re beautiful Dany. Gorgeous.They are truly powerful and fearsome creatures yet I can sense their loyalty to you, their love. Drogon and you share quite the bond.” Viserys told her still in awe of the dragons and he pulled his hand back as Drogon shifted more.

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He was bathed and while he didn’t soak for as long as he would have liked he was glad for the warm clean water and the idea of having a new set of clothes soon was a nice thought, though he tried not to get self-conscious of his appearance around the unknown person, wondering how they would see the male Targaryen, he knew he was a bit more lanky than his sister and had lost just a bit of weight during his travel to Meereen and than he had dinner and it was just as their lunch had been, casual and informative.

And all too soon night came and so he fell asleep in what would be his chambers for the time being, the bed was a bit hard compared to what he had been used to with Illyrio but it wasn’t as bad as sleeping with the Dothraki had been that was for sure. In his sleep he dreamed of dragons and Dany, her descriptions of riding Drogon fuled his own dreams until in his dream he fell off the dragon, plumpeting and yet never reaching the ground and he woke with a start, feeling soft hands upon his face.

A mix of shock and fear in his eyes as they opened, his breathing hitched as he realized he wasn’t falling and he was safe and then closed briefly at the sound of Daenerys’s voice. “Dany” He spoke as he looked at her, noticing how she was dressed and the gown reminded him of one she wore back in Pentos. He sat up, the sheets falling away from his bare chest and he placed a hand on her face, touching her just to make sure he still wasn’t dreaming and his nightmare had turned into a dream.

She was here and he was awake, it was clear as he felt the warmth from her face and he placed a kiss on her cheek. “Good morning sister.” He purred as he slowly got up from the bed, his hand trailed off her face and down her shoulder briefly as he spotted a new set of clothes that had been set out for him and he slipped into them with ease, not bashing an eyelash at the fact he was changing, practically naked in front of Dany. “They fit perfectly…” He was amazed at how the fabric felt against his skin and how it was just right in the size after years of having clothing too tight or too big though the years.

“Have you come to wake me so I can meet your dragons?” He asked as he turned around to face her as he was done admiring his appearance in the mirror, fixing his hair and trying to decide if he wanted to braid it or not.

“We cannot change the past and I will not linger in it’s foul depths for only madness lies there, Viserys,” Dany told him, tilting her head to press her temple to his cheek. “I want to know who you are now so let us start anew.”

“What kind of adjustments would you make?” He asked, now invested in hearing about her plans for new laws and a new way of life. “You do realize the people of Westeros will have a hard to adjusting to such vast differences. Changing slavery over night didn’t work out too well, due to the attempts on your life and rebellion, and it would be the same in Westeros.” He reminded his sister though he had an idea that she knew that would be the case. “some things will be easier to change quicker….and of course I’ll stand by your side. We’re all we have left of family, of each other. I mean for us to be together for as long as fate will allow it.” He told her, shocked that she would think that he didn’t think anything of her.

“You’ve proven yourself to be more than to be seen as just a woman, Daenerys.” He made it a point for her to know that he saw her differently and would treat her as such. “I spent so much time looking to the past while wishing for a future that would come…Wanting the past to be the future.” Viserys gave a deep sigh and leaned his head on hers for a moment. “I can’t promise you that I’m not the same person I was before we parted ways, I cannot promise that there won’t so rage creeping in from time to time…” He took his head away from hers and went round to look at her, squatting down so he was more level with her.

“After I heard news of your death….my rage was burning hot and Illyrio saw the brunt of it but after the initial rage my grief quelled the fire inside. The immense loneliness I felt made me spiral into self reflection and I realized how horrible I had been to you and it hurt to know that it had been, at the time to my knowledge…that your last moments would have been thoughts and memories of my cruelty.” He glanced down at his hands wringing them together as he spoke. “But what I can promise is that i’m trying. I’ve changed and maybe not one hundred percent and I trust you will call me out if my behavior is out of line.”

Viserys slowly stood to his full height and took some of the food and began to ate, tasting the deliciousness that had been provided and a smile came to his lips. “Even illyrio couldn’t provide such lush fruits. It’s a shame we’ll have to leave this place so-” He was interrupted by one of Daenerys’s handmaidens who had walked in the room, informing her that Viserys’s room was ready. “Oh wonderful, that was fast!”

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Allyria, the Dornish Princess had come all the way from Dorne to establish or reestablish at this point in time old allegiances and he knew that they had once been intended for one another, to marry upon a contract through Darry and the Princess’s Uncle. But that had ended once the Dornish people thought him dead. Viserys was not going to admit out loud that he did find Allyria attractive and a delight to converse with but he did think it as they had spent more time together.

But than Dany came into the library and had given Allyria a verbal lashing and Viserys stood up to reprehend his sister for her actions, mother of dragons, leader of their armies or not he wouldn’t have his sister treat their guest like she was a person off the street that had gotten in her way. “Daenerys!” He started before he saw her outstretch her hand and he glared at her. “If you’ll excuse me, Princess. I apparently need to speak with my sister” He spoke, his jaw clenched as he followed Daenerys to a more private room where he closed the door behind them.

Viserys went to grab her wrist, angered by his sisters actions. “What the hell do you think your are doing? We need allies, the more houses the pledge their allegiance to us the better!” he growled, trying to make sense of what was going through her mind and he stepped closer to her. “Are you jealous that i’m not spending time with you? Are you suffering from the lack of my presence? She’ll be gone in a weeks time, sooner if you keep this up and without the backing of her house.”

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“Ah yes,” Viserys replied as he sat up a bit more instead of half sitting and half laying down. “I’ll write tonight and they should be here within the week” Adding more fleets to her already massive amount of ships…She, no they would be neigh unstoppable. He listened intently as Daenerys spoke of the dragons and the politics of Slavers Bay.

“A new path.” He echoed as he wondered just what this new path would mean for Westeros. “And what, prey tell dear sister do you mean to instate for laws?” He asked genuinely curious to hear what she planned on doing once Westeros was once again under House Targaryen rule. If he had been told before he married her off to Khal Drogo that she would eventually gain Drogo’s armies and more he wouldn’t have believed it, called them a liar and sent them on their way but now, as he looked at her he could believe it.

“Daenerys, should I even ask what my role in your new path would be?” He knew by birthright he was the heir to the throne but he also knew he had given her the power, inadvertently, by marrying her off, but she had the dragons, she had the control of the armies. All he had was the birth order, a fleet of ships and the male privilege of being born a son before Dany had been born. “I recognize that you have more power than I could ever claim to have, I’m not the father of dragons or any other earned tittles but I don’t want this to turn into another Dance of Dragons…” Though he knew that it wouldn’t quite be that way because he didn’t have any dragons.

“At any rate, we’re together again. I cannot begin to tell you how happy I am to be here, to be with you again. I’m sorry you had to go through all of this alone. “ Viserys said as he finished off his cup and sighed before he slowly got up out of his chair and embraced her again from the back of the chair, holding her tight as he leaned over her and kissed her cheek softly. “I spent a lot of time thinking and I’m sorry for what happened, for how I treated you as you grew into a woman. I should have been more kind, more caring…in the right ways.”

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She was here. Viserys was overwhelmed with emotions as Dany came down to where he was at and felt her touch, the feeling of just her arms around him made everything just that more solidified as he grinned as she placed kisses on him and he returned the affection. She gave orders to servants and he took that moment to fully take in the chamber he was in. It was quite beautiful and nothing he had ever seen before in Essos or Westeros.

He followed her wishes and stood to his full height and moved his cheek towards her fingers, wishing for more contact as though he had been without human touch all his life. He followed her into the library and spotted the wine and food that had been left near a sitting area, purple hued eyes scanning the room and taking in the massive size and details. “It’s beautiful here, you’ve made quite a place for yourself, I’m told you sport quite the array of tittles, Dany.” He was quite impressed by them if he was being honest. She had proven to be a tremendous leader and do something he didn’t know if even he could achieve.

“Where to even begin….” A half laugh came out as he tried to think of what to even say now that they were alone, his brain still processing the reality of the situation. “I went back to Illyrio, the ships have been ready for a while and after I got word of Drogo’s death…I assumed the worst of you after I got no word on you. Then I got news of the uprisings after the Usupers death, War of the Five Kings is what it’s been dubbed. I decided to wait it out, but than I got news of you, here, in Meereen!” Viserys explained as he went to the carved out window and looked at the city from above before he turned back to face Daenerys and sat down, glancing at the food before deciding he wasn’t hungry just yet.

“We both thought each other dead…You know, they say a Targaryen alone in the world is the terrible thing’ and they are correct, it was the worst feeling, perhaps even more so than when we lost father, Rhaegar and mother….” He felt older and perhaps a bit more wiser since his time back in Pentos, taking his time to read up more on the current affairs and situations of the houses in Westeros but he could only imagine how wise and grown up Dany had become since she’d been on her own, running and surviving with more people than just one to count on her for their survival.

“Tell me of your travels, if you wish to spare some details, i won’t pry further into them.” He mentioned, fearing some to be horrid for her to relive, he had known from experience that first few months on their own with no one to help and protect them had been one of the worst times in his young life, least running into exile with his mother and afterwords with Darry he had had someone with him, an adult. He didn’t wish to think back to that time any more than he had to.

“You’ve three beautiful dragons, they’re quite exquisite. The black one reminds me of the stories of Balerion. He’s not even fully grown is he?” The wonder at just how much bigger he could get, after already exceeding the dragons before their extinction by at least tripled in size, Dany’s dragon had to be at least half the size of Balerion when fully grown if not less.