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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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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.

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Her army? The Dothraki valued their horses more than females. Viserys didn’t care to learn their culture, but she had listened all day while riding and had learned much though their language was still a mystery. Her husband knew only a few words of Common and for what he wanted of her, he needed none of them. Husbands. Aegon. Kings. Men. Daenerys made a low sound that sounded fainting of a cut-off sob. Men did what they wanted. Women didn’t have the same rights. They were the property of their families until they were given to a husband, then they were the property of their husbands. “You are my… my King, but I belong to Khal Drogo,” Dany told him softly, shrinking away. “I am no Queen and the Dothraki value their horses more than their wives. If… if my husband wants to share… share me with his Ko, that is his choice, not mine.”

Khal Drogo might kill him if he learned of Viserys intentions. Dany had no choices – she’d never been given any choices. She didn’t understand how her brother could think that she did. At one time, Dany had believed she would be his wife, bare him his children, as other Targaryen sisters had, but even that would not have been her choice. When he’d told her he was selling her to Drogo for an army, it had been a shock, but she’d done her duty to him even as frightened as she had been. She shuddered as Viserys spoke of what Drogo did to her at night. What did he know of it? It was she who suffered, for an army that would give him the crown he so desperately wanted. Now he wanted her body? Viserys didn’t understand that these Dothraki didn’t see him as their King. Ser Jorah had warned her of the dangers there. “It is Khal Drogo’s right to do as he pleases with me, brother, and if he learned of what you desire, he might take great offense,” Dany murmured, blinking away unshed tears.

“When you are Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, you will have the power and respect you deserve, sweet sister” Viserys replied having known many a powerful woman had ruled not only from beside the throne and many attempts at one the throne and he had no doubt in time Dany could be one as well. He knew how everything was set in their culture and a vague idea of the Dothraki and knew that if Westeros had such views on woman that the Dothraki had worse.

“Will there horses bring them sons and daughters?” He sneered his question, clearly having a different view point on the value of horses and woman. Horses were just animals that had use, woman were more useful and well, just better than some livestock.  He had ideas of killing Drogo and replacing him but all those ideas seemed to fail as he thought of the end process and he sighed heavily. “It may be so, but I am King. But I am also as King allowed my right to a woman.” He knew their father had tried to force the issue, joking about using it on Joanna Lannister and his hand dropped from Daenerys’s face and he gave a small shrug as he could tell Dany was as stubborn as he was volatile.

“Your husband will be here soon.” Viserys finally remarked, knowing it was better to leave before it was too late and he risked the wrath of Drogo and his sword, as much as he wanted Daenerys to be his completely, he valued his own life more. Pressing his a soft kiss on her forehead he departed from the tent and made his way to his own smaller one and waited for nightfall and sleep till the dawn break’s light woke him up and he prepared himself for yet another breakfast and day of traveling, wondering if Dany had thought of his proposal while Drogo had his way with her last night as he greeted Ser Jorah and struck up a conversation as much as he could with the knight.

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@notenoughmuses

She flinched just the smallest bit at his touch, expecting something a slap or a pinch or even the sting of her hair being pulled sharply. With Viserys, Dany was never sure of what would set him off, so she doesn’t trust his tone or the gentleness with which he touches her. It’s years of fear that keeps her from moving away or drawing away from his touch – Dany knows it will inflame his anger and she just wants a couple of hours without pain. It’s hard, because her thoughts have turned down a terrible, hopeless path and last night, she had dreamed of escaping to the nothingness of a funeral pyre. “You did, brother,” Daenerys admits carefully. “But you gave me to Khal Drogo. He is my husband.”

It was not her place to say whether or not Khal Drogo treated her ‘right’. What was ‘right’? Her life had been fear and pain before and it was fear and pain now. Nothing had changed except the who. “Khal Drogo is a great Khal now pledged to aid you, brother,” she said in barely a whisper, tensing as Viserys moved closer. Dany doesn’t understand what he means, not for a moment, and then she does, her eyes widening. Loved? Did he mean to claim her as her husband had? That wasn’t love. He couldn’t be serious. It was a trick, surely, to judge her devotion to his cause. Her head bowed, moving her cheek away from his touch, as her words spilled heavily from her lips. “I… I belong to my husband now, brother.”

“I know” his words felt empty, devoid of any real emotion at the reminder of what he had done, he knew his actions and why he had done it and he gave a sigh as she continued to speak, seeing the fear and realization on her face as his words sunk in. “Khal Drogo may be pledged to me but he wouldn’t have been without you. Without a promise of a wife. Drogo is a means to an end, Daenerys. He and his army…your army.” Viserys tried to persuade her to his mindset and way of thinking.

“How many men had said they belonged to their wife and have broken their vows to the Gods and people by sleeping with another? Some for a truer love than just obligation. Khal Drogo is an obligation. I…I could be more than that for you, to you. Aegon I had two wives, and multiple kings and queens after had a lover, there’s no rule saying anyone is allowed to have only one to share their bed, even your husbands people take multiple partners”

Viserys was keeping his anger in check, trying to calm himself down from having an outburst. It wasn’t fair. She was supposed to be his. There was no one else that was allowed to touch her as Drogo did, hurt her the way Drogo had. Daenerys was his. His sister, his only friend if she could be called that…and by Targaryen custom meant to be for him to marry, to have children with as would have been his duty had he been born a woman and before Rhaeger had married Elia Martell, or even had the war not happened and Rhaegar and family alive, he and or Dany promised to one of Rhaegar’s children and the others left for marriages outside the family.

“I can show you tenderness that he will never show you. He will mount you like a dog every night, Daenerys, uncaring for your concerns and pleas.” He had heard her cries on their marriage night and both he and Ser Jorah had been worried about her for the following day, though Jorah had shown in more outwardly.

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Viserys’s mouth twitched with a sad smile at her words as he placed his
hand on her cheek, resting it there for a moment as he brushed his thumb
over her cheekbone. “I know you haven’t sweet sister.” He replied, his
tone soft and almost uncharacteristically caring. He had known about it
just as the whole Khallasar had and he had watched her the entire day as
she walked and rode her horse in pain no matter how she tried to hide
it. “Does he?” he asked as he pulled away from her to regard her and her
body. He knew  that throughout the years he himself had not been careful with her or gentle with her in any manner but after seeing what looked like slight bruises on her body he felt like she would have faired better in anyone elses hands. 

“Dany, he does not treat you right. Who has provided for you and taken care of you for far longer than he? Who nursed you back to health after you took ill after Ser William died?” He asked as he took a small step closer to close the distance between them. “I will always love you sweet sister. Can you say the same for your ‘Lord Husband?’ He’s not even a Lord.” Viserys snorted as he spoke of the Great Khal and he reached his hand out to cup her face once more “If you will allow it, I will show you just how you should be loved, how it should really feel.” He was asking for permission now, not taking something by force. He would have normally, taken things without permission, but not with this, not with the current state of things.