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— ABOUT ME ~

Hi! My name is Mari and honestly I'm not a very skilled writer and English is not my language so there may be some spelling mistakes. This is for fun, and there may not be many updates, sometimes I can be a little absent!

Minors dni! 18+ || she/her

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— Subdued || Visenya Targaryen X Fem!ArrynReader

Summary: The dragon Vhagar flew countless times to the Eyrie after King Aegon Targaryen, was crowned and it is said that Lady Arryn and Queen Visenya spent more nights together than King Aegon did with Rhaenys.

Warnings: sexual content, fingering, Top!Visenya, bottom!Reader, (a little fluff?), reader begging.

Note: English is not my language, so there may be mistakes.

The day had been calm, the sun was pleasant and the weather was cool, perfect for a walk in his sparse garden. For a moment the sunlight above you disappeared, and a roar echoed in the heavens. A smile spread across your lips as you watched the great beast fly over your castle, although this scene had become common, it would always remind you of the first time it happened.

You were young, and you were not the queen, but you were in the position of regent, at least until your boy, — who was even younger —  Ronnel, was able to assume his duties as king. Rumors came and went quickly, but there were also reports based on truth: Aegon Targaryen and his sisters, — who you soon discovered also had the role of wives — were taking the Kingdoms for themselves. You knew that sooner or later they would threaten you, your lands, your home and especially your son, your most precious possession and you were more than willing to protect him. With this determination you had gathered a powerful army at the Bloody Gate and tripled the garrisons of Stone, Snow and Sky, the intermediate castles that protected access to the Eagle's Nest. However all these defenses proved useless, as the real threat came from the skies, Queen Visenya Targaryen, flew over everything on Vhagar's thin wings and landed in the inner courtyard. When you went out to confront her, with a dozen guards under her orders, you saw Ronnel sitting on Visenya's knee, your boy looking fascinated at the dragon.

Do you also remember the feeling when you saw the scene, the tightness in your chest for fear the woman would do something to your boy.

— Mom, can I fly with the lady? — your boy king asked.

There were no threats or heated words. You and the other queen smiled to each other and only exchanged pleasantries. Soon you ordered to fetch the three crowns (your own regent's tiara, the small crown of your son and the Falcon Crown of Mountain and Valley that the Arryn kings had used for a thousand years) and gave them to Queen, along with the swords of your garrison. Your little boy king flew three laps around the summit of the Giant's Spear, and when landed, it was a little lorde. A fortnight later, the queen mounted on her beast, was once again flying over the Eyrie, she had only gifts for your boy lord and warm smiles for you. And so it was that Visenya Targaryen took the Vale of Arryn for her brother's kingdom, and at the same time subjugated you, and you didn't even realize.

When Vhagar descended from the skies, for a moment everything was silent, until you heard footsteps behind you.

— Did I make you wait too long, my dear? — you turn around and couldn't help but smile when you saw Visenya.

— Enough to make me upset.

The silver-haired woman approaches and smiles, placing a hand on your hip — Don't be upset, my lady. I'll make it up to you for making you wait.

—And how do you intend to do that?

Visenya pulled you closer to her, her face much closer to hers, as her hands moved to yours wrists — There are many ways, but at the moment exists only one in my mind. — she says with a teasing tone in her voice.

— Hm, i imagine this method would be better appreciated in a more private location. — you say calmly — You know, there are many whispers about your visits to Arryn House, and especially about the time you spend with your regent...

Visenya laughed sweetly and her eyes locked with hers, still holding your wrists as she leaned into you. — Oh yes, well, and if they are murmuring, I think it would be much more interesting if we gave them a reason to make them mumble more and more intensely.

— You are a very bold girl. — Her words are nothing more than a whisper as tilts her face toward Visenya.

The distance between you closed even further as Visenya still held your wrists, smiling. There's a mischievous glint in her lilac eyes as she says in a deep voice — My dear, you have no idea how bold I can be.

With a mischievous smile you free yourself from Visenya's hands, only to grab her wrist — Let's go. I would like to see how you will use your boldness for my reward… — Visenya laughs as you pull her towards the castle, allowing you to guide her, her eyes barely leaving you as she walks beside her.

— I'm going to surprise you, delight you, satisfy you... — bringing her lips closer to her ear she whispered, making you shiver all over.

— Oh, I'm counting on it...

Her malicious speech awakens a spark of interest in the platinum's eyes. When you open the door and enter the room, Visenya enters behind you, closing the door behind her with a muffled click. She then turns to face you, her eyes taking on a darker shade and still twinkling with a mischievous teasing as she walks towards you.

The distance between you closed even further as Visenya approached, her eyes roaming over you, before stopping a few inches in front of you.

— I guess I didn't really compliment you properly on your appearance. — she murmurs, her eyes moving down, roaming your body — You look stunning, dear.

— You've don't visiting me for a few moons, I've changed a lot in that time.

Visenya laughs in a low tone, still staring at your body, before raising his gaze to meet yours. There was a flame of desire in his dark eyes, his fingertips brushing lightly over her waist.

— Yes, it has changed and it is even more stunning than I remembered. — she confesses, her voice soft and low.

— Well, you don't look bad either. — Visenya smiles at your words, her hands still on your waist, as she moves even closer. You wrap the arms around her neck and close the space between you bringing the lips together.

The queen closes her eyes wen yours lips meet, her arms passing under yours and hugging her waist as she deepens the kiss, her body leaning into hers. Her tongue brushes against your lower lip as if was asking for passage to deepen the kiss, a request that you automatically grant. Visenya immediately deepens the kiss, your tongue meeting hers as she pulls her body closer, molding it to hers. There is a domineering touch to her kiss as her hands grip her waist tightly. When you run out of air you are forced to move your lips away, Visenya moans softly, not wanting to lose contact. She then turns her attention to your neck, placing light, warm kisses along it, feeling your throbbing pulse against her lips. Visenya finds a sensitive area on your neck with her lips and grazes there with her tongue, listening to the moans that escape your lips. Meanwhile, her hands continue to work on yours clothes, skillfully unbuttoning and undoing the ties of your dress. When the dress finally comes loose, Visenya lets it fall, his hands moving almost immediately to begin roaming your body, feeling your bare skin against his fingertips. As she explores your skin, her mouth returns to your neck, placing kisses lower and lower, heading down towards your lap.

You feel your body getting hotter and hotter, it was like you were burning from the inside. Without much difficulty, Visenya pushes you onto the bed, following you and leaning on top of you. She positions herself between your legs, her hands still roaming your body, caressing, feeling every curve, while her mouth finds yours again in a kiss more eager, more urgent, as urgent as the need you have to feel the skin hers against yours. Her hands begin to struggle clumsily against the ties of Visenya's dress, who laughs against her lips at the clumsy gesture, understanding the urgency, but savoring the feeling of you moving desperately beneath her, trying to take her dress off. She pulls away briefly, getting up from the bed and quickly ridding herself of her clothes, before coming back to you, now naked as she positions herself between your legs again. Visenya's left hand slides down your body, running over your skin, while the other supports your weight as it remains propped above you. She lowers her head again, gently biting her shoulder as her left hand brushes between your legs, feeling how ready you is ready for her.

— I need you so much... — your tone is full of need and desire.

Visenya smiles against your shoulder at the need in your voice, your words only serving to fan the fire within her even further. Her left hand continues to move between your legs as she responds, her voice hoarse with her own need.

— I will give you everything you need, Jorraelagon (love).

— Oh, please... — you moan, in a shamefully desperate way, which seems like music to Visenya, who takes the opportunity to increase her provocation, her lips finding your breasts almost immediately, placing light and tender kisses around them.

— Patience, my sweet lady... — she murmurs against your skin, feeling you squirm beneath her.

Visenya continues with her teasing, her tongue brushing against your breasts as her hand moves faster between your legs, feeling how ready you are, how your body responds to each of her touches.

— I love it when you're like this, so needy, so desperate. — She whispers, your voice reaching her ear as she continues to caress you.

— You've tortured me enough, come on, do something. — Visenya smiles at your request, she kisses your lips at the same time as she surprises you with two fingers.

— I could torture you forever just to hear this moans coming from your beautiful lips. — she whispers, her fingers moving inside you, as her mouth finds your again in a more urgent kiss — But I also want to feel you shaking, writhing and moaning for other reasons...

Visenya continues her movements, adding a third finger and feeling you tighten around them. She watches your face, her eyes locked on yous, as her hand works between your legs, feeling the way your body moves in reaction to her touches, her thumb occasionally brushing against your clit.

You moan louder and louder, which only serves to stir up the Targaryen.

— Yes, my sweet lady, I want to hear your moans, I want to see you losing control... totally helpless.

you had to use all your self-control to hold back a groan and respond — I don't like feeling helpless...

Visenya smiles at your words, her hand stilling for a moment as she leans down to whisper in your ear.

— Oh, but you're immobile because of me... you're completely at my mercy, trapped beneath me... that seems pretty helpless, don't you think? — She then removes her hand, relishing the frustration on your face as she stands up, moving her body away from yours.

— What do you think you are doing? Finish what you started!

Visenya smiles, her hand resting on the mattress again as she stands above you, her gaze moving from your face to her hand grabbing your wrist. She then bends down again, her face just inches from yours as she responds — I'll finish, but you'll have to squirm and moan and beg first.

— You are so despicable. — you wanted to be stronger, but Visenya had left you in a state of no return — Please… — it's automatic. 

Visenya smiles sweetly upon hearing your desperate request, but continues without any gesture to satisfy your desperate desire. She leans in more and, her mouth finds your neck again, placing soft kisses along it.

— That wasn't very convincing, my sweet lady... — she whispers, her voice mischievous against your skin — You're going to have to try harder than that.

— Please, my queen. I need you, you are the only one who can provide me with what I need...

Visenya smiles against your neck at yours words, her free hand runs down your body again, passing along your inner thigh, avoiding the area where you most wants to have her touch. Her words are provocative as she answers your plea.

— I'm the only one who can provide you with what you need, hmm? Won't you find satisfaction anywhere else?

— Never, I swear. You are the only one.

Visenya caresses the delicate skin of your inner thigh again, feeling you squirm slightly at the touch. She then turns her attention to your neck, her lips finding the sensitive spot she discovered earlier, biting it gently as she responds to your statement.

— That's very flattering, knowing that I'm the only one with the ability to satisfy you.

Then again without any warning, she buries the fingers in you again, making you moan scandalously. Visenya continues her movements, her fingers moving inside you, always alternating between fast and slow as she watches your reaction, listening to the moans that escape your lips. Her actions are designed to keep you in a state of constant need, never completely satisfied, always eager for more.

Pushing into your pussy and her mouth on your neck, she continues her teasing, her breath hot against your skin as she continues to make you even more desperate.

— You're about to cum, aren't you? Are you ready to beg i let you cum? — she whispers, her voice hot against your ear, her thumb brushing against your clit.

— Oh- Y-yes, so close…

Visenya smiles against your skin, her three fingers still filling you as her thumb continues to stimulate your clit. She increases her speed slightly as she responds, her voice soft and teasing.

— So close, hmm... do you think you deserve to cum, my sweet lady?

Visenya's hand continues to work on your pussy, her fingers moving faster and faster as her thumb increases the friction against your clit, feeling you writhe beneath her, closer and closer, on the edge of pleasure. She leans closer to your ear, her sweet and mischievous voice in your ear as she whispers...

— Are you ready to beg?

The words escape you, so you just nod desperately. Visenya smiles at the lack of words, knowing that you are completely in her command at this point. She increases the speed of her fingers again, knowing she's taking you even closer to the edge of the abyss, while her voice remains soft and teasing in your ear.

— Use words, my sweet lady.

— Oh, p-please let me cum.. Visenya let me cum for you… please!

— Hmm, good girl. — Visenya responds, her voice soft as she increases the speed of her thumb against your clit even more while her fingers continue moving at a fast, steady pace. She leans closer to you, mouth next to your ear as she whispers.

— Go ahead, cum for me.

Between hers words and touches it doesn't take long for the wonderful sensation to overwhelm you. The wave of pleasure enveloping you, and enveloping Visenya too, she always got her pleasure by giving yours. Their unison moans fill the room, their liquid drips down the queen's fingers as she continues to thrust, prolonging your orgasm.

Visenya continues her movements, stretching out your orgasm with her fingers as she listens to the moans that escape your lips, savoring the feeling of your cum in her hand. She then slowly withdraws her fingers, your eyes locked on hers as she brings the tips of your fingers to her mouth, tasting you and never looking away from you as she does so.

— Delicious. — she murmurs.

Visenya savors your taste and goes down again to kiss your lips, hers tongue finding yours as her shares your taste. She rests half her weight above you as she deepens the kiss, the sweet taste of your orgasm passing from one mouth to the other.

The Targaryen slowly breaks away from your lips, her hand passing over your face as she caresses you sweetly, observing the state of satisfaction she took you into. Her gaze roams your body, noticing the way you are completely surrendered to her in this moment. Then she speaks again, her voice soft, caring.

— Hmm, you look beautiful like this, totally at my mercy.

— That never changes. — You smile tiredly at her, stroking her hair.

Visenya smiles at your observation as she slides down to lie next to you, resting her head on one hand while the other runs sweetly down your body. She notices your implicit reference to the past, remembering the way you knelt for her that day, and the way you continue to give yourself to her even now.

— No, it never changes. — she agrees, her gaze roaming your body again — You are mine until the end of time.

I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistakes 🫶

Visenya Targaryen is so 🫦🫦

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Throw me into the eagle's nest and I'll return on Jeyne's arms 🫡💙

She is so 🫦🫦🫦

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— I'm Yours

MariaHill X FReader

Summary: When you return from a mission with some injuries your girlfriend will see you, and what was supposed to be a conversation, some lectures and hugs ends up becoming something more.

Warnings: age gap (legal), oral sex (r receives), fluff, romantic.

Author's note: English is not my first language, so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes.

You came back from a mission with a big wound, bruises and a split lip. Sitting on a bed in the medical, her attention was drawn to the beautiful woman who entered.

— I heard you got hurt.

gave an awkward smile, — Yes, it's a gunshot wound. At first I didn't even realize it, the pain only really came after the adrenaline wore off.

Maria sighs and sits down on a chair next to the bed — You need to be more careful. — Maria says, she seems upset, she always gets like that when you get hurt. It's her job to protect and love you, and when you get hurt she feels like she failed. You've already lost count of how many times she tried to make you give up going on missions and convince you to work inside the base, alongside her.

— I know... — you say and look at her with a small smile, she nods and smiles at you and then remains silent for a few seconds, looking at the report that was on the table next to her bed, already tired you decide to break the silence — At least the mission was successful, we got the data we needed.

She smiles again and nods, looking a little more relaxed when she sees how well you look, — You did good... and I'm proud of you.

She gets out of the chair and comes to you, — let me see... — She examines you carefully, she looks into your eyes and then to her mouth — more specifically to her bruised lip — she runs her hands over your arms where there is a large bruise and you know what she's thinking.

— It was nothing, don't worry.

— I hate that. — she murmurs and becomes quiet again and then she just pulls you close, giving her a small hug and kissing your forehead — My beautiful little girl, you are too good...

You smile, but then your expression changes, — Not a little girl, I'm nineteen… I'm already a woman. — She looks at you and smiles, giving you another kiss, this time on the cheek and sarcastically murmuring "of course."

You enjoy the feeling of your girlfriend's affection and wrap your arms around her neck — I love you, old lady.

She laughs — I'm thirty-three... I'm not old, I'm just experienced. — You laugh at her and she looks at you seriously, but she also pulls you closer and gives you another kiss, but this time on her lips. It's passionate and she doesn't release it this time, she just stays like that for a few seconds.

You return the kiss with the same passion, her hand goes down from your cheek to your neck, Maria looks at you and smiles, she climbs on top of you and starts kissing you intensely and you can feel your pulse increase. You close your eyes and enjoy her kisses and the feeling of her warm breath on your mouth, she stays in that position, kissing you passionately. Slowly she lowers her lips to her neck, you feel her tongue touching your skin as she kisses and nibbles gently. You let out a light moan as her tongue caresses your neck, briefly separating from you, she carefully takes off your shirt, leaving your sports bra visible. Carefully she lies completely on top of you, the feeling of her chest — still covered — touching you is electrifying.

You briefly remember where you are, and how embarrassing it would be if someone walked in and saw the erotic scene that was unfolding — Isn't it dangerous to do that in the infirmary? — you asked, your voice came out trembling and accompanied by a groan.

— Probably... But who cares? — Maria looks at you with a raised eyebrow, she clearly doesn't care. And she soon goes back to kissing your neck, leaving some marks as she caresses your boobs over her bra. She stays like that for a few seconds until she separates from you and with your help frees your beautiful boobs from the damn bra.

Without wasting time, Maria wraps her mouth around her right boob while massaging the other. You just enjoy the feeling while letting out moans. Maria leaves her right breast and then goes to the left. — Maria loved yours boobs, she loved to delight in them. She also liked her moans, they were like music to her, music that made her very excited.

you start breathing faster and faster, finishing with your boobs, Maria removes her shirt and all you do is admire her. Maria leaves a trail of kisses and hickeys across your belly, making you increasingly hot and wet. She then moves away from you a little and looks into your eyes, she smiles — Do you want me to stay down here? I bet you're all wet. — she says while playing with the hem of your pants. You try to speak but the words won't come out, so you just nod, your heart is beating fast and you feel your cheeks burning.

— Use words, Princess. — Maria looks at you and waits for your answer, she waits for words, not just a simple nod, but a real answer.

— Y-yes… — Maria smiles again. Now that she has permission, she undoes the buttons on your pants and takes them off your body, revealing your black panties with a damp stain on them. Maria doesn't hide her smile, she starts kissing and slowly nibbling the inside of your thighs, you place your hands on her head, your fingers caressing the back of her neck as you try to guide her to the right place.

— Such a needy little girl… — she murmurs while playing with the hem of your panties.

— Maria, p-please.. — you couldn't take it anymore, you were thirsty for your girlfriend's touch.

Being as thirsty as you are, Maria takes off your panties and fitting between your legs, she stares at your wet pussy. You moan when you feel the touch of her tongue on your pussy, she looks up, trying to meet her eyes and then smiles. — You like that, don't you? — she says and goes back to sucking you. She moans with pleasure at the of you taste.

You can't help yourself, your moans getting louder and louder, you start to breathe harder and close your eyes enjoying the feeling of her mouth on your clit, you can feel it, it's great, you just want her to keep doing it forever. Maria sucks your clit hard, and you feel your pussy tighten, you need more, much more.

— Maria… I-I need you.

Maria licks your pussy one last time before pulling away, and, looking into your eyes, she brings her face closer to yours and brings your lips together in a quick kiss. — My girl needs me, hm? Do you want my fingers stretching your pussy? Is this what my girl wants? — she says as she teases you, running her fingers lightly over your folds.

— Yes, lov- — your sentence was interrupted by a moan, you were taken by surprise by Maria who, without even a warning, put two fingers inside you. You were tight, but very wet, which made Maria's job easier, your pussy swallowed her fingers perfectly. Her moans became louder as Maria moved in and out of you, she brought yours lips together, muffling your sounds. Maria alternated speed, driving you crazy.

Maria moved her lips away and placed her forehead against yours trying to catch her breath, both with your eyes closed and again without warning, Maria added a third finger. You felt your walls tightening and you hugged Maria, in the process you left some marks, but she didn't care. Increasing the speed, she felt you were almost there, and skillfully she used her thumb to rub your clit. With that it didn't take long for you to reach the peak, your breathing quickening along with your heartbeat. A heat and a tremor rose through your body, the feeling of pleasure took over you as your fluid, whitish and thick liquid took over Maria's fingers.

After a few seconds, Maria removes her fingers from you and takes them to her mouth, sucking your sweet cum, she moans at your taste and then kisses you, making you taste yourself. Panting, you smile, after the difficult mission it that was all you needed. Not only you, but Maria too, she was addicted to you and loved taking you to the extreme. She felt more pleasure giving pleasure than receiving it.

Maria walks away and collects your clothes that were scattered around and hands them to you. — What do you think about a second round?... In a more suitable location.. — Maria makes the proposal with a mischievous smile and you smile back. this definitely wasn't going to end anytime soon.

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