[If only Viserys remembered he had children outside of Rhaenyra. After Aemond was blinded, it had never been more clear to Alicent that she could never rely on the king for protection. Her children had no father to guide them, only a sworn knight and a grandfather, but even then that did nothing to give them the love they needed. There was the obvious solution before her, but her paranoia would not abate long enough to allow such things. Daemon must be kept at a distance. If Viserys would not punish those that blinded Aemond, she could not trust him to spare the children's lives, shoulder actions be discovered. While she cared for Daemon and kept close to him all these years, no passion would induce her to sacrifice her children.
It was something she believed he understood.
It was a hypocritical place, given her own words regarding Rhaenyra. Either it never occurred to her or she never thought much of it. She had a lover, she bore children that she passed as her husband's. She was now in the process of getting another. It should rankle her conscience, but as it always was when Daemon was close, she seemed to forget duty rather easily. He at least understood her and the way her mind worked, the avenues and byways it took to reach whatever conclusion she came to. Her scheming, her sometimes harsh nature and her piety. He seemed to know it well and weathered it, as she weathered his unpredictable actions.
It was an easy partnership, for whatever this might be or have become.
She grinned as he toyed with her breast, teasing her as she expected and wanted. Her body eased under him, warming and increasing in need as he continued to move in her. She grinned, wishing she could make more noise but letting him see her pleasure in her eyes.]
[ Him understanding is the only reason he has never pushed or argued her decision but instead has abided it. It goes against everything he wants, to be able to know the sons, not just because they're his but because they're family as a whole. But mostly, he'd love to know the boys as more than the occasional Uncle that visits or stays around, to give them the attention he's allowed to give Alicent's daughter.
But he gives her what he can't give the boys. Letting that be enough. It's his sacrifice to prove he loves them and her, in some way deep down, that he gives in and holds his tongue and attention. If anyone loves the kids as much as they should, outside of Alicent, it really is Daemon.
Just as he'd never called her out on her jealousy, he'd never called her out on the hypocrisy that has led them to two sons. Will lead them to at least two more children to give their sons siblings and wives. He knew better than to call attention to it, but also, he knew that it would lead no where to get her to see the similarities. All it would do is anger and break her in some way, which was the exact opposite of what Daemon wanted. No, he cared enough for her that he'd protect her, follow the rules she needed to keep to stay strong.
He's happy to give her what she expects, what she wants. What he knows that her body needs and craves after all these years together. His hips roll, giving her hard and fast even if they have all night, because he knows she loves it, can take it, will arch for him all the better. He'd love to hear those sounds in her throat, caught quietly to not give them away, even as he knows she can't let them escapes.
He takes in that look, that pleasure in her eyes and gives it back to her in his own. Though it's not enough for him, so he'll dip to nip at her jaw and let her feel the growls of pleasure she earns that are soft enough not to travel past a reverberation on her skin. ]
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Date: 2022-11-27 01:15 am (UTC)It was something she believed he understood.
It was a hypocritical place, given her own words regarding Rhaenyra. Either it never occurred to her or she never thought much of it. She had a lover, she bore children that she passed as her husband's. She was now in the process of getting another. It should rankle her conscience, but as it always was when Daemon was close, she seemed to forget duty rather easily. He at least understood her and the way her mind worked, the avenues and byways it took to reach whatever conclusion she came to. Her scheming, her sometimes harsh nature and her piety. He seemed to know it well and weathered it, as she weathered his unpredictable actions.
It was an easy partnership, for whatever this might be or have become.
She grinned as he toyed with her breast, teasing her as she expected and wanted. Her body eased under him, warming and increasing in need as he continued to move in her. She grinned, wishing she could make more noise but letting him see her pleasure in her eyes.]
Bound in some strange twist of fate.
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Date: 2022-11-27 02:24 am (UTC)But he gives her what he can't give the boys. Letting that be enough. It's his sacrifice to prove he loves them and her, in some way deep down, that he gives in and holds his tongue and attention. If anyone loves the kids as much as they should, outside of Alicent, it really is Daemon.
Just as he'd never called her out on her jealousy, he'd never called her out on the hypocrisy that has led them to two sons. Will lead them to at least two more children to give their sons siblings and wives. He knew better than to call attention to it, but also, he knew that it would lead no where to get her to see the similarities. All it would do is anger and break her in some way, which was the exact opposite of what Daemon wanted. No, he cared enough for her that he'd protect her, follow the rules she needed to keep to stay strong.
He's happy to give her what she expects, what she wants. What he knows that her body needs and craves after all these years together. His hips roll, giving her hard and fast even if they have all night, because he knows she loves it, can take it, will arch for him all the better. He'd love to hear those sounds in her throat, caught quietly to not give them away, even as he knows she can't let them escapes.
He takes in that look, that pleasure in her eyes and gives it back to her in his own. Though it's not enough for him, so he'll dip to nip at her jaw and let her feel the growls of pleasure she earns that are soft enough not to travel past a reverberation on her skin. ]
A bond I will never give up.