amisa-k

[amisa-k]

daemon provokes and begs

sub!daemon x dom!reader

!smut, choking, edging, light humiliation!

daemon is flirting with you and he doesn't care if he does it in public or not. he does it so often and so plainly that it casts doubt on your pure reputation as an innocent proper lady.

he thinks that he can play with you as he likes and you will fall under his spell, and he will have nothing for it. but he is wrong. so when you agree to come to his chambers at night, he clearly doesn't expect you to push him against the wall.

“do i look like you can joke with me?” you hiss.

he looks confident and already opens his mouth to say something with a smirk but you grab his chin.

“don’t want to hear even a single word from you. undress”

“impatient, are we?”

even though that smirk doesn't leave his face, there's something in your voice that makes his skin tingle and he does what you ask.

he slowly undresses, making a whole show out of it, while you stand with your arms crossed over your chest and don’t take your eyes off him. someone has to show him where he belongs. daemon doesn't take his eyes off you either, but his gaze is rather playful and interested.

“is that to your liking?”

he stood before you naked and unashamed.

when you just pursed your lips in response he moved closer and put his hands on your hips. his naked body is almost pressed against yours and you feel his warmth, but now isn’t the time to give in. you roughly drop his hands from your hips.

“don't touch me or i will tie you up.”

daemon just laughs at that but you cut him off by grabbing his chin hard.

“do you know why i'm angry?”

“because i teased you?”

“you are insufferable.”

“i was just being playful.”

your eyes narrow and the hand on his chin moves down to his neck. you don't squeeze but you hold firmly. he’s still looking at you with a slight sneer but something in his eyes has changed. he opens his mouth to say something but you stop him by pushing him onto the bed.

daemon complies, allowing himself to be pushed down onto the bed. he lies back, propped up on his elbows, looking up at you with a mixture of expectation and excitement. you straddle him, your hands on his chest. his breath hitches as your lips moved down his neck, his body responding to your touch despite his attempts to remain aloof. daemon lets out a low moan as your teeth nipped at the sensitive skin of his collarbone.

“is this your punishment? to tease me till i break?”

“yes”, you say before licking the bitten spot.

the feeling of your lips and teeth on his skin drove him wild. his breathing grew ragged, his body arching under you as he tried to pull you closer. he could feel the tension building in him, the desire coursing through his veins. his hands move up your thighs, he looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, the desire for you etched plain across his face.

“you’re a vicious wench, you know that?”

you slap him across the face.

“watch your mouth, daemon”

the sting of your slap took him by surprise, adding a sharper edge to the desire that was already coursing through him. he felt the heat on his face where your hand had struck, his pulse hammering in his chest.

“watch my mouth, hm?”. he echoed, his voice heavy with need.

“perhaps you should put it to better use”

“you’re very arrogant”, you say, as your fingers tracing the red imprint that your slap had left behind.

daemon’s eyes fluttered shut at your touch. he could feel the tension in the air, the desire between you palpable and magnetic. you shift your body, pressing against him just enough to drive him wild, your hips moving in a torturous slow circle. his breath hitched, his body arching at the feel of you pressing against him. he could feel your heat through the thin cloth of your dress, and it was driving him mad. he groaned, his hands gripping your hips tightly, pulling closer, trying to find some relief from the maddening sensation.

“you’re playing dirty”, he managed to gasp out, his voice hoarse with need.

you smile, enjoying his reaction. you lean down, your lips tracing a path from his ear to his jaw, your tongue darting out to taste his skin. you continue your slow grind against him, the friction between you growing more and more intense.

“i’m not just playing dirty,” you whisper. “i’m winning.”

the feeling of you against him was torturous, the slow, deliberate movement of your body against his driving him wild. his head fell back against the pillow, his breath coming in ragged gasps. you grin and continue your slow, torturous pace, enjoying the way he writhed and gasped beneath you. his frustration only fueled your own desire, and you decide to take it up a notch.

“what’s wrong, can’t handle a little teasing?”

his chest rose and fell with labored breath, his body reacting to you in ways that he couldn’t control. deliberate movements of your body were driving him mad, the need for more a constant ache in his veins. he could no longer form coherent words; all that came out were moans and half-formed pleas.

“please”, he managed to gasp out, his voice ragged with need.

you lean down, your lips millimetres from his ear. “please what? use your words”

he could feel your breath against his ear, your voice a low, taunting whisper that sent shivers down his spine. daemon could barely form a coherent thought, let alone a response.

“touch me,” he managed to gasp out. “more. i need more.”

you got off him to sit next to him and playfully run your hand from his stomach to his groin. "look at you, you're begging me to touch you. if lord corlys found out, or lord hightower... or ser criston, how would they react?"

your touch makes his breath catch in his throat but the thought is terrifying. he shuts his eyes tightly, refusing to answer. you run a finger along his length, causing daemon inhale sharply. he was so responsive to your touch that you begin to move your hand up and down with firm grip. you see it doesn't take him long to finish if you continue at this pace.

“i’m gonna…”

“i say when you come”

your words sent a shiver down his spine, the command in your voice igniting an even deeper wave of desire. he could feel himself on the precipice, teetering on the edge.

“please…”, he managed to gasp out. "i-i can’t… i’m going to-"

you knew he was right on the edge. you could feel the tension in him, could see it in the way he was trembling. with a sultry smile, you leaned down, your mouth by his ear.

“not yet. you'll come when i say you can come. until then, you'll just have to suffer and beg."

his body was a taut bowstring, every muscle strained with the effort of holding himself back. each word from your mouth, each touch of your hand brought him closer to the precipice, but each time you pulled him back, refusing to let him let go.

“please…”he gasped, his voice thick with need. “please, i don’t know how much longer i can hold on.”

while your one hand continues moving, your other hand finds his neck and squeezes it. the unexpected sensation drew a strangled gasp from daemon. he tried to protest, but the words died in his throat as your other hand continued its torturous rhythm. you smile, enjoying the way his body reacts to your touch. his pulse is racing under your fingers, a testament to his desire for you. you lean down, your mouth by your ear.

“look at you, completely at my mercy. begging for my touch, powerless to do anything but comply.”

whether it's your words or your hand on his neck that drives him to the edge.

“you can come now”

he doesn’t need to be told twice, his body arches, his back coming off the bed as he finally came undone, his breath coming in ragged gasps. he could barely speak, could barely think, his mind a swirling mess of pleasure and disbelief. it was you, a young girl who he enjoyed to tease and you reduced him to such a state. it was both terrifying and exhilarating.

[amisa-k]

comforting aegon while he cries

aegon/reader

you see queen alicent coming out of aegon's chambers. you wait until she passes by and you can enter.

aegon is sitting at the table, his face is buried in his hands and you can see how his shoulders are shaking. he doesn't hold back his sobs, and you don't hold back to hold him tight.

- aegon, i’m here. it is me. - you say softly.

for a while only his sobs are heard and you feel how tightly he grabbed your dress and how it’s wet from his tears. after you have seen the queen leaving his chambers, you don't even have to wonder what caused his tears. you understand each other without words.

when he finally looks up at you, his face is swollen from tears and his eyes are red, but you always thought he was pretty when he cried.

- aegon, no matter what she says, i love you and i'm by your side.

after these words, he starts crying even harder, pressing himself against your chest. you gently stroke his head and back and whisper soothing little nothings.

when his sobbing subsides, you gently pull him away from your chest. he is still crying, but silently. you kiss away his tears, feeling the salty taste on the lips. only then does a faint smile appear on his face.

- i can’t live without you.

[amisa-k]

I haven’t been here for a long time and will not be here for some time as well. right now I'm very busy with studies and real life, so I don't have the energy to write at all :( but I'll definitely be back, because I have a lot of ideas! thanks to everyone who supports me!!

[amisa-k]

“you’re not someone i fear, you’re someone i want”

visenya targaryen x fem!reader part 3

I didn't have much time to write and to be honest, I think this part didn't turn out exactly as I would have liked, but I hope you like it :/

part 1 part 2

- be my paramour.

she says it so calmly, while thousands of thoughts are raging in your head.

“is she serious now? does she like me? does she really want this? what is it like to be someone's paramour, a woman's paramour?"

you don't answer for a long time, and she crosses her arms over her chest, narrows her eyes and stares at you.

- i'm not asking for an answer right now. - it seems to you that there is something dangerous in her voice.

- no, i'm just… - you start speaking quickly in one breath, trying to justify yourself - it's just actually very unexpected for me. i never thought that i liked women before, and even more so, i never thought that queen visenya would offer me to be her mistress.

silence reigns in the room for a while. you both try to absorb everything you hear and say. after a minute visenya starts speaking, choosing her words carefully, and it seems to you that her voice sounds softer.

- this is also the first time for me.

indeed, at court, queen rhaenys is known to have a large number of suitors and lovers. queen visenya is known for not be able to love.

- i want someone for the first time.

you feel heat rush to your cheeks and at the same time you feel a rush of disappointment. so she wants you. that's all? there is a heavy pause again, this time you break the silence.

- i want to touch you, kiss you - you inhale deeply - i want to be with you.

visenya looks at you without taking her eyes off you, and you steadfastly endure her gaze.

- being my paramour means certain risks. but i don't plan to tell others about it. yet.

- shall we meet secretly?

- it will be safer and better that way.

you know that she is right, but you are tormented by another question that you do not dare to ask: "why me?". it all feels unreal.

visenya covers your hand with hers. though her gaze still seems stern, her calloused hand touches yours gently. she looks at you expectantly and you understand that she wants your final confirmation.

- I really want to be with you, my queen. - you lightly squeeze her hand in response.

then she does something you didn't expect - she brings your hand to her lips and kisses. it seems to you again that her touch is unexpectedly gentle and you want to feel her lips not only to the touch, but also to the taste. but you don't know what to do or what to say. visenya is still holding your hand and you understand that she doesn't know either. this knowledge gives you courage and you get up from your chair, lean across the table and kiss her on the lips. the kiss is soft and doesn’t last long. when you are about to sit back down she puts her arm around your neck and pulls you closer and kisses you again. this time the kiss is harder, her lips are crushing yours and it seems to you that you have forgotten how to breathe. when she finally lets go of you and you sit back down in the chair, your chest heaves heavily and you look down at your intertwined hands. when you look up at the queen, you see that she is also breathing heavily.

- now you are mine. - her thumb caresses your hand.

[amisa-k]

you said "I love you" in your native language, which they don’t understand

i'm from ukraine, so the phrase "i love you" is written in ukrainian, but you can insert this phrase in your language💕

!the reader is a servant and not from westeros!

alicent

- я люблю тебе - you said quietly and took alicent by the mutilated hand.

she was nervous again and bit her fingers. you gently trace her knuckles with your thumb, and then bring her hand to your face and gently kiss her fingers. one, and then the other.

alicent watches your every move and blushes. she thinks you allow yourself too much for a servant, and she allows you to do too much for a noble lady.

- you are speaking in your incomprehensible language again. what does it mean?

- i love you - you say directly and alicent's eyes widen, she remains standing with her hand in yours.

daemon

you are standing in front of the mirror, he is behind you, putting a necklace on your neck. his fingers are hot and the metal is cold and the contrast gives you goosebumps. daemon notices this and smiles.

- rubies suit you. - you see in the mirror how he devours you with his eyes.

- thank you. but you spoil me and if i wear this it will be suspicious. a simple maid has no money for such beauty.

- you are not just a maid, you are mine and i want everyone to know it.

- я люблю тебе.

you turn to face him.

- did you confess your love to me?

you blush and look at him in surprise.

- how did you guess?

he laughs and strokes your cheek.

- it was visible in your eyes. i love you too.

aemond

he is again tormented by the headaches that have accompanied him since he lost his eye. you stroke his head soothingly and run your fingers through his hair. when he closes his eye and finally sleeps peacefully, you kiss his forehead.

- я люблю тебе - you whisper softly.

- я теж тебе люблю (i love you too). - aemond suddenly opens his eye and says with a barely noticeable accent.

- how did you..? - you look at him in amazement.

- as soon as you told me where you are from, i started learning the language. i wanted us to have a common language.

you smile and lightly kiss his lips.

[amisa-k]

YESS PLEASE continue the Visenya series is sooo good 😌 keep up the good work looking forward to reading the next parts

AWW THANK YOU fanfics about visenya don't get so much attention, but i really enjoy writing it, so i'm going to continue!!

[amisa-k]

thank you for your idea! i managed to write about aegon so much that i decided to give a separate part for each character. i have ideas for daemon, aemond and rhaenyra. if there are many interested, i will try to come up with something for jacaerys.

!edging, degrading, dirty talk!

aegon acts like a whore all day.

he looks into your eyes and licks his lips specially slowly, jokes even more lustfully and ambiguously than usual, and the peak is how he presses himself to you from behind while no one sees. you feel his hot breath on your neck and hard arousal on your lower back and let him rub against you, but after a few seconds you leave, keeping your stone face. you can't be caught in public. he knows exactly what he is doing and knows exactly what he will get for it. therefore, if he acts like a whore, you will treat him like a whore.

as soon as his bedroom door closes behind you, you impatiently push him onto the bed. he falls on his back and looks at you hungrily, lustfully and with a faint fear.

- what was it today? - your voice is firm and low and it gives him goosebumps.

- i…

he can't get his thoughts together, he wanted you all day and now you're in his bedroom, he's on the bed and you're standing over him and that's enough to make it hard for him to formulate his thoughts.

you grab his chin making him look you

from above and aegon licks his dry lips trying to say something again. you don't let him do that.

- pathetic. - your sharp voice makes him flinch but your thumb gently traces the outline of his lips.

he can't look away from your eyes, his pupils are dilated, and his breathing is shallow. he swallows hard as you sit on his lap and force him down onto the pillows. your hands caress his neck, shoulders, chest and eventually find their way under his shirt. aegon inhales sharply, but the sound is more like a sob. your hands caress his soft stomach that tensed under your touch, his ribs and squeeze his chest, tearing a moan from his lips. you lean into him and whisper in his ear.

- you moan like a whore.

you run your hot tongue down his neck and he tilts his head back to give you better access. you kiss, bite, leave marks, and all he can do is breathe hard and moan helplessly under you. now your hands move down his stomach and slip under his pants, stroking his arousal. the next moment you unexpectedly squeeze his member, and you hear a sob in response.

- is that what you wanted? for me to touch you?

aegon answers you with a brief sharp nod.

- do you want me to fuck you so that your knees tremble? - you stroke his length with your thumb.

- y-yes... - this answer is all he can squeeze out of himself now.

you get off his hips and sit on the side next to him on the bed to make it more comfortable. pulling down his pants and underwear to reveal his hard cock, the glans of which is glistening with lube. you are in no hurry to touch him and it drives him crazy.

- please.

you smile slightly in satisfaction, wrapping your arms around his member and slowly start moving your hand up and down. aegon's hands clutch the sheets and he doesn’t hold back lewd moans. when it looks like he's close to release, you remove your hand from his cock and he looks at you with puppy dog ​​eyes filled with disappointment.

- don't stop, i beg you.

you circle his glans with your thumb and start to slowly touch him again. aegon breathes harder and harder, his hands grip the sheets tighter and he doesn't even try to stifle moans and sobs. you see how tears gather in his eyes and you decide not to torment him anymore, but to give relief.

his seed spills into your hand and onto his stomach, marring his shirt, but he doesn't care at all. aegon breathes heavily, his fingers finally let go of the sheets and he looks at you with satisfaction. you know that he doesn’t regret his behavior at all and will provoke you again.

[amisa-k]

masterlist

reactions

house of the dragon men reacting at you sleeping on them

house of the dragon women reacting at you sleeping on them

how house of the dragon characters would touch you

someone offended you

their reactions to you teasing them with your foot under the table during dinner 1

their reactions to you teasing them with your foot under the table during dinner 2

you catch them masturbating and calling your name

nude painting

you said "I love you" in your native language

daemon targaryen

daemon provokes and begs (sub!daemon x dom!reader)

aemond targaryen

a brief moment of comfort with aemond

sub!aemond targaryen x dom!reader 18+

aegon ii targaryen

aegon targaryen x sister!reader

a drunken night with aegon

aegon provokes and begs (sub!aegon x dom!reader)

comforting him while he cries

visenya targaryen

visenya targaryen x fem!reader smut

you’re not someone i fear, you’re someone i want part 1

part 2

part 3

[amisa-k]

Omg loved the Visenya fic part 2 please 🙏

so the second part came out and I actually got very attached to this story, so I want to continue. I have ideas for the next parts. several people have asked me for the next part and I hope you like it. if so please give feedback^^

in the morning your head hurts, and your mouth has a disgusting hangover taste. you lie and look at the ceiling, not having the strength to get up, and the memories of last night flash through your head. you groan in despair, but at the same time the thought of meeting visenya today excites you.

all day you walk excitedly and try to avoid places where you could meet visenya, and in the evening you spend an hour and a half trying to look good for her. you don't want her to know that you dressed up for her, but you also want her to take her breath away when she looks at you.

before going out, a cowardly thought arises in your head to drink a glass of wine for courage, but you push it away. if it weren't for alcohol, you wouldn't be in this situation at all, and you don't know if it's for the best.

you have noticed before that you look at the queen too often, so often that even she noticed it. at first you thought that you admire and respect her, because she is such a strong, powerful and dragon rider... but later you realized that you have a slightly different interest in her and it was unusual - to have an attraction to a woman. it was strange - to understand that you want her to look at you, touch you and do other things that only your future husband is allowed to do and that proper ladies don't talk about.

you stop in front of the door of her chambers. there is no guard here and it worries you and leads you to divers thoughts. you take a deep breath and enter without knocking - you’re waited here.

the room is lit by many candles and a fireplace, but it is still semi-dark. visenya is sitting at a small table on which there are two glasses and a carafe of wine. she is dressed only in a nightgown, on top of which is a robe, and it even looks cozy, homely. you are so engrossed in her contemplation that you don't notice how she looks at you - hungrily.

visenya makes a gesture for you to take the chair opposite her and you obey.

- do you want some wine?

you barely perceptibly grimace and shake your head, to which visenya smirks in response.

- so you want me?

you're glad you gave up wine, otherwise you're sure you'd have choked at this moment. now you can only open and close your mouth, not knowing what to say but realizing that you really need to answer something.

- yesterday you were braver.

visenya looks at you directly and it seems to you that her gaze oppresses you, but for some reason you don't want to run away.

- my queen, - you find the strength to look her in the eyes, - why am i here? why did you call me?

- to talk, obviously. - visenya simply answers, as if talking to a small child.

- probably not just to talk, if you withdrew your guard.

- indeed. - she leans back on the chair and gives you an appraising look. - i want to offer you something.

you look at her expectantly, trying not to betray your surprise and anxiety. and then she says something you definitely didn't expect.

- be my paramour.

part 3

[amisa-k]

Hello beautiful, English is not my language so this message can be confusing, I wanted to make a request for the boys and girls of hotd where the reader is a great painter and confesses that she wants to paint them a nude painting, how would they react? I love your writing

hello, thank you!! i hope you will like it^^

daemon

will laugh in response to your proposal, you amused him and he thinks that this is really just an excuse to have him into your bed. but why not? it actually flatters him a lot.

when you draw him, this man will radiate an aura of self-confidence and will try to seduce you with all his appearance, gaze and gestures. he won't move, but his mouth literally won't close, so when you sternly ask him to be quiet and concentrate on drawing, he'll shut up in surprise. but there's nothing stopping you from having your time with him after you're done.

rhaenyra

she will gladly agree, the very thought that you will draw her naked excites her and the fact that you can be caught only turns her on more.

order her maid to give her the most exquisite hair and make-up to make the best possible impression on you. will be disappointed that your gaze lingers on her only as long as it takes to transfer her features to the canvas. after about half an hour, she will complain that she is tired of sitting in one position and will want to see the result immediately, although you have not finished drawing yet. and when the painting is completely ready, rhaenyra will be delighted and want to take it for herself.

alicent

resolutely refuses, but you see how she blushes. scolds you because it is obscene, unacceptable and “how dare you”. but in fact she really wants it but can't agree because of her position and the risks of someone catching you in the process of painting or seeing the painting itself. will regret the refusal afterwards and will not be able to stop thinking about your proposal.

aemond

he is surprised by your request and doesn’t know what to answer, because the very thought that you will paint him, especially naked, feels very intimate and personal. he can't believe that you find him so beautiful and attractive that you want to immortalize him on canvas. you only need to assure him that you really want it, dispel his doubts and he will immediately agree.

aegon

will agree immediately and will be ready to undress even here and now, until you calm him down and say that this requires preparation. will try to look cocky and tease you but will actually be very excited and happy that you offered to draw him. he is far from art, but the very fact that you offered to draw him, especially naked, excites and arouses him.

[amisa-k]

A friend recommended your writings to me and I loved them, now we are a group of hot teenagers because of the members of hotd. I love that you write about a dominant reader, it is difficult to find stories like that.

aww, it's nice to know that someone likes what I write!! I received many requests and will try to implement them in the near future

more dominant reader😈

[amisa-k]

“you’re not someone i fear, you’re someone i want”

visenya targaryen x fem!reader

i feel like my girl visenya is not getting enough attention from the fandom, so let’s go!

when visenya passes by, everyone falls silent and bows, not daring to look into her eyes. not only servants and courtiers, even powerful lords and noble knights hold their breath and choose their words carefully in her presence.

her sister rhaenys is a favorite of the common people, courtiers and the king. she is always surrounded by ladies who try to imitate her or suitors who try to catch at least one of her glances. visenya is avoided. if rhaenys has the love of people, visenya has fear.

you are recently at the court, but this difference is immediately noticeable. and you don't understand how this is possible, because every time you look at visenya, your heart freezes. not from fear, but from delight. and the more you watch her, the more you are attracted to her.

today they are having a ball and you try not to think about it, but to drink, dance and have fun. but over time, your legs start to hurt, and alcohol gets the better of you. you need to breathe fresh air. you go out on the balcony and immediately freeze in place. your gaze meets the cold violet eyes of visenya targaryen. you bow a little late and clumsily.

- my queen.

- what are you doing here? it's occupied.

- i... i'm sorry, I didn't notice you.

visenya narrows her eyes and looks at you. your head is spinning from the alcohol but you look back at her. she stands up and slowly walks towards you.

- you stare. everyone always avoids looking at me and you stare.

- does it offend you, your majesty?

- no, i just want to understand whether you are fearless or stupid. - visenya is already standing in front of you, she does not take her eyes off you, just as you look at her calmly.

you open your mouth to say something but she cuts you off.

- you've been doing it for a long time. do you think I didn't notice how you look at me? - she leans a little closer to your face, her aura oppresses. - are you afraid of me?

you don't know if you really became fearless or if the wine gave you strength.

- you're not someone i fear, you're someone i want.

you've never seen anything but confidence on her face, but now you see how her eyes widen a little in surprise. she quickly regains her composure and smirks slightly.

- you are not fearless, nor you’re stupid. you are insane.

- maybe. - you nod slightly and she leans even closer to you and runs her nose along your neck, causing a wave of goosebumps.

- and drunk. - visenya takes a step back, forcing you to exhale loudly and you only now realize that you haven't been breathing all this time. - tomorrow, when the sun sets, i'll be waiting for you in my chambers.

with these words, she bypasses you and returns to the hall. you look after her in confusion and grip the railing of the balcony with your hand, trying to calm your pounding heart.

part 2 part 3

[amisa-k]

Podrías hacer un reacciona de los chicos ( aegon, aemond y daemon)que los encuentras masturbándose y gimiendo nuestro nombré.muchas gracias

i don’t speak spanish, but i hope that the request translated correctly and I understood everything correctly as well.

gracias por tus ideas!!

aegon

you walk down the hallway of the castle, your steps slowing when you hear moans. there is no doubt that these are moans of pleasure. the person groans loudly and shamelessly, and you quietly come closer and carefully peek out from behind the wall. aegon is standing with his back against the wall, his pants are down and you can see that he is fondling himself. listening to his heavy breathing, you feel how it becomes harder for you to breathe too. suddenly your name falls from his lips and he shivers, cumming. he is breathing hard and only the fact that he is leaning against the wall helps him stand on his feet. biting your lip, you take a step forward, making your presence known. aegon looks a little surprised but not embarrassed.

- do you often touch yourself, thinking about me?

aemond

you can't sleep, no matter how long you lie in bed, closing your eyes and trying to fall asleep. no one should be in the library at such a time, so you decide to go there, but through the crack in the door you can see that there is a light on. for some reason you do not dare to enter immediately and hear a strange sound. ragged breathing and barely audible moans. the sound of your name flying from the lips of prince aemond (you can recognize his voice out of a thousand), first makes you freeze in place and then resolutely open the door and meet his wide eyes. you take soft but sure steps closer to him while he tries to think of what to say or do in this situation.

- do you need a hand?

daemon

daemon growls your name and you flinch, thinking something has happened, that he's mad at you. but then you blink and go to the sound of his voice. he does not see you and does not address you. he leans on the table and stands half sideways to you, his eyes tightly closed. from this angle, you can't quite see what he's doing, but you understand what's happening by the sharp and rhythmic movements of his hand. you feel your cheeks burn, and a tight knot twists in your stomach. daemon lets out a long, guttural moan, his hand stops moving and his face turns towards you.

- are you going to stand there?

[amisa-k]

their reactions to you teasing them with your foot under the table during dinner

part 1

part 2

aegon

can't wait for this boring feast to end, so he starts to drink a lot of wine. but when your foot under the table touches his leg, he instantly sobers up and looks at you with a smirk. will shamelessly tease you back.

aemond

tries not to show it, but you can see the tips of his ears turning red. his fingers grip the cutlery too tightly and he chews too hard. he will not let you get away with this and will play back as soon as there is an opportunity.

jacaerys

blushes instantly. not only his cheeks are red, but his whole face, ears and neck. tries to behave naturally, but he barely manages to suppress moans and ragged breath. comes up with some stupid excuse to leave dinner early and take you with him because he can't take your teasing anymore.

[amisa-k]

their reactions to you teasing them with your foot under the table during dinner

part 1

part 2

daemon

he seems not at all surprised, rather pleased. continues to talk to the lord sitting next to him, as if nothing is happening while stroking your leg, which is pressed against his knee under the table. as your foot moves higher, between his legs, he looks into your eyes and his gaze says, "try to go further, if you dare."

rhaenyra

she will flinch and blush, but she won't stop you. she is glad that the tight fabric of the dress hides her nipples, which have hardened in an instant, and moans can be hidden behind a glass of wine. can't wait for this boring dinner to be over and you can be alone.

alicent

when your foot under the table touches her leg, her eyes widen in surprise and fright and her breathing quickens. she looks around and stumbles upon your satisfied smile. no one is watching, she can relax. her fingers nervously squeeze the glass and the tips of her ears turn red. she tries not to look at you and behave naturally.

[amisa-k]

a drunken night with aegon

a/n do not abuse alcohol!

you feel dizzy and very hot. aegon sitting on your hips and wandering his hands under your shirt doesn't help at all.

his lips find yours and he smells like cheap wine. you smell exactly the same. you can only moan and wonder how he has the strength to tear your lips and squeeze your chest like that, when you can only look around with half closed eyelids.

as soon as dusk fell on the land, you escaped from the castle to the street of silk. first you walked around the city, then you went to some tavern... and then you don't remember well. his lips and hands do not allow to recall. the mind does not want to strain when he touches you like this.

you find the strength to kiss him back, but after the kiss he gets off you and lies down. his hands tightly squeeze you in his arms and hug you to him. you exhale loudly and snuggle up comfortably, resting your head against his shoulder. you have absolutely no strength and your head is spinning, but it's not bad feeling. you will most likely feel bad tomorrow morning. but it will be tomorrow morning, and now you can lie in aegon's arms and not think about it.

[amisa-k]

visenya targaryen x fem!reader

visenya is strict and tough. even her beauty is harsh. there are only a few people who have seen her smile, and not so often. but when you are alone, she does not spare a smile for you.

her strong arms, used to holding a sword, rest on your waist as you sit on her lap. visenya kisses your neck wetly but tenderly, leaving no marks. her hot breath tickles your skin and if you weren't sitting on her lap, you probably wouldn't be able to stay on your feet. you dig your fingers into her shoulders, trying to hold yourself in place and pull her closer at the same time. she lightly bites your neck - where the pulse beats - and you let out a ragged sigh. one of her hands moves from your waist to your chest. she covers it with her palm and squeezes it lightly and when her fingers rub your nipple through the fabric of the dress you can't help but moan.

there is a knock on the door and you shudder from surprise, and visenya reluctantly raises her head and looks at you.

- it must be something important, because I ordered no one to disturb us. later we will continue where we took a pause.

you feel how tightly the knot in your stomach twists from her gentle but commanding tone. disappointment fills you, but you know that she will return and compensate for everything tenfold.