[ Eager, beautiful music to his ears, the way she whined for him. The way she wiggled back against him, keeping sheathed inside her, keeping his seed deep where it might take for them to share a child that none would be wiser, sharing Targaryen looks all the same. Though her never again has a low sound against his ear before his teeth nip at the skin of it, all he can do not to really mark her throat and leave her with questions of where it came from.
It's a delicate balance, taking what they both want, giving her the sharper but still leaving her skin at least presentable when they return. What's potentially miraculous is that despite having found his peak and spilling inside her, he's still hard so it's easy at her words to slide out just a little before thrusting back into her, hard and pointed as he growls against her ear. ] Oh, we will do this again. When the dark night grows long enough that your hand finds its way between your thighs. His hand slips from her skirts to catch her hand and draw it back down, under her skirts, fingers guiding hers so she can touch herself, tease her clit, feel the hard length of him where it enters her. ] But even as you work yourself, rock on your hand as you play this moment over and over again, it won't be enough. You'll need me, hard and deep inside you, fanning the fires that burn inside you.
[ That thrust leads to more, slow but hard, rocking himself into her as he helps her own fingers continue to work her clit, trapping her that she's a partner in her own pleasure as his teeth play along her throat, it will at least be red when they return, but nothing a few hours won't fade. Needle him all she wants, it won't push him away but only spur him to prove her wrong, that she wants him, needs him to continue helping her feel this way.
And the comment about finding another has him give a low sound, hand pulling at her nipple a little as he gives a low, chuckled sound. ] Is that what you really want? Me to find someone and give them this? Would you truly be happy to know I'm buried in someone else, stretching and fucking them, that I am not souly yours? [ He's curious, will his words spur jealousy in Alicent despite duty saying she shouldn't want him? Especially with how he rocks with her, making no move to let her up from the rocks, no move to slip from her and let her get more presentable to go back.
No, she's getting exactly what she wants but doesn't dare want. He's offering her another rut, another round, more pleasure and more to remember later when she's alone in her room with only the memories of how good it felt to have him deep inside her. ]
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Date: 2022-11-12 05:13 pm (UTC)It's a delicate balance, taking what they both want, giving her the sharper but still leaving her skin at least presentable when they return. What's potentially miraculous is that despite having found his peak and spilling inside her, he's still hard so it's easy at her words to slide out just a little before thrusting back into her, hard and pointed as he growls against her ear. ] Oh, we will do this again. When the dark night grows long enough that your hand finds its way between your thighs. His hand slips from her skirts to catch her hand and draw it back down, under her skirts, fingers guiding hers so she can touch herself, tease her clit, feel the hard length of him where it enters her. ] But even as you work yourself, rock on your hand as you play this moment over and over again, it won't be enough. You'll need me, hard and deep inside you, fanning the fires that burn inside you.
[ That thrust leads to more, slow but hard, rocking himself into her as he helps her own fingers continue to work her clit, trapping her that she's a partner in her own pleasure as his teeth play along her throat, it will at least be red when they return, but nothing a few hours won't fade. Needle him all she wants, it won't push him away but only spur him to prove her wrong, that she wants him, needs him to continue helping her feel this way.
And the comment about finding another has him give a low sound, hand pulling at her nipple a little as he gives a low, chuckled sound. ] Is that what you really want? Me to find someone and give them this? Would you truly be happy to know I'm buried in someone else, stretching and fucking them, that I am not souly yours? [ He's curious, will his words spur jealousy in Alicent despite duty saying she shouldn't want him? Especially with how he rocks with her, making no move to let her up from the rocks, no move to slip from her and let her get more presentable to go back.
No, she's getting exactly what she wants but doesn't dare want. He's offering her another rut, another round, more pleasure and more to remember later when she's alone in her room with only the memories of how good it felt to have him deep inside her. ]