[ It's no wonder why they're so good for each other. Even on these smaller issues they've never really discussed they actually agree. Daemon would reserve love as a word and concept to family, blood relation. Children, parents, siblings. Those you find a bond and connection to, well, why is there such a fluff to name it? Why can't it just exist in the way it fits between you and that person? For him, for this, he likes what they have and he's happy to just exist in it. It's worked this long without putting a name on it, and even now they're talking more children.
There's a pepper of kisses along her jaw to her nose with a smile for that frown. He doesn't need her to voice where her head went for why she's frowning. Concerned about the lineage. But if the crown laid their parentage down, if Alicent and Aegon stood with the lineage of Rhaenyra's children, her houses would follow suit at least in appearance which also means not arguing with a betrothal to one of them. ] Few would argue if you were to stand by their lineage, which was part of your dictated terms to her. No more questioning the children's fathers.
[ Did it matter that everyone new? Of course. But would the Lannisters argue it if they put their foot down, if they put the lineage to rest by standing with Rhaenyra? No, they'd grumble, they'd huff, they'd pout, but in the end they would eventually fall in line. ] But the Baratheons are a good start for Jacaerys. We have time for a match for her second son.
[ She forgot that when he wasn't fucking her hormone induced need until neither could walk anymore, he was the one rubbing her back, easing the pressure and pain from her body. All she had to do was make a pained motion, a pained sound, or a comment and that night he'd be slipping into her room to ease her pain as he could. Again, those small things because actions of their bond spoke far louder than the words he could utter. Words could be empty, but Daemon settled deep inside her to ease and sate her need or war calloused fingers working out sore feet or knots of pressure in her lower back spoke far more for them.
He'd also be the first to let her know at least, that she looked beautiful glowing with child. Full of the life they made together in these moments together.
Her rolling them surprised him, and a smile settled on his features as he teased a hand along her leg, settling it better over his shoulder to make sure the muscles were stretched in a way that wouldn't cramp for her. His hips rocked into hers, this position letting him sink a little deeper into her too, giving a happy groan. ]
I believe so. Make sure these fine hips are tilted and keeping all of me inside you so our daughter will take. But just so we're on the same page, twins doesn't get you out of a second pregnancy. At least two more, I think?
[ Okay, so he might have a mild breeding kink with how he loves her pregnant. ]
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There's a pepper of kisses along her jaw to her nose with a smile for that frown. He doesn't need her to voice where her head went for why she's frowning. Concerned about the lineage. But if the crown laid their parentage down, if Alicent and Aegon stood with the lineage of Rhaenyra's children, her houses would follow suit at least in appearance which also means not arguing with a betrothal to one of them. ] Few would argue if you were to stand by their lineage, which was part of your dictated terms to her. No more questioning the children's fathers.
[ Did it matter that everyone new? Of course. But would the Lannisters argue it if they put their foot down, if they put the lineage to rest by standing with Rhaenyra? No, they'd grumble, they'd huff, they'd pout, but in the end they would eventually fall in line. ] But the Baratheons are a good start for Jacaerys. We have time for a match for her second son.
[ She forgot that when he wasn't fucking her hormone induced need until neither could walk anymore, he was the one rubbing her back, easing the pressure and pain from her body. All she had to do was make a pained motion, a pained sound, or a comment and that night he'd be slipping into her room to ease her pain as he could. Again, those small things because actions of their bond spoke far louder than the words he could utter. Words could be empty, but Daemon settled deep inside her to ease and sate her need or war calloused fingers working out sore feet or knots of pressure in her lower back spoke far more for them.
He'd also be the first to let her know at least, that she looked beautiful glowing with child. Full of the life they made together in these moments together.
Her rolling them surprised him, and a smile settled on his features as he teased a hand along her leg, settling it better over his shoulder to make sure the muscles were stretched in a way that wouldn't cramp for her. His hips rocked into hers, this position letting him sink a little deeper into her too, giving a happy groan. ]
I believe so. Make sure these fine hips are tilted and keeping all of me inside you so our daughter will take. But just so we're on the same page, twins doesn't get you out of a second pregnancy. At least two more, I think?
[ Okay, so he might have a mild breeding kink with how he loves her pregnant. ]