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Day 3: Blizzards and Blowjob - Mark Sloan x female!OC

A/N: sorry guys I am still sick and I dunno if I can publish the one for today. I'll do it tomorow if not, I promise! Anyway, this is a whole new genre I know and yeah... Hope u enjoy it anyways. Have a great day! Pairing: Mark Sloan x female!reader Warnings: explicite language, smut (18+!!!), Sexual Content, Power dynamics, kinky stuff, blending of professional and private boundaries Words: 918

The snowstorm outside was relentless, turning Seattle Grace into a temporary shelter for everyone on shift. Roads were closed, flights were delayed, and the heating system worked overtime. No one knew how long they'd be stuck.

She sat on the couch over some files as she noticed Mark leaning against the doorframe of the on-call room. His smirk infuriating as ever. "Looks like we're stuck here. Could be worse," he quipped, letting his eyes wander over her for too long.

She rolled her eyes, feigning annoyance as she tried to get comfortable on the small couch. "I'm sure you're loving this. Trapped with no escape - your dream scenario, right?"

He chuckled, closing the door behind him. "You're not wrong. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't glad it's you and not, I dunno, Karev. He snores."

She scoffed at that and rolled her eyes. But her bad mood quickly changed into one of annoyance as he picked up her files, placed them on a table, and sat down next to her. "What is this, if I may ask?" She asked in a sarcastic tone, clearly not in the mood to share her place on the couch. "What? Shall I freeze to death on the floor?" she rolled her eyes at his answer but pulled her legs to her body to minimize their body contact. But she didn't succeed. She still felt his warmth against her side the smell of his cologne was still filling her nostrils. Mark ripped her out of her thoughts as he started talking.

"You know," he murmured, "if you keep looking at me like that, I might start thinking you're interested."

Her breath hitched. "I'm not-"

"Uh-huh." His hand grazed her knee, and his smirk deepened as he saw the way her resolve was wavering. "You can tell me to stop anytime."

She didn't.

Mark pushed her legs apart as he leaned closer and let his lips softly brush over hers. His hands found her hip to pull her closer, his fingers digging enough into her skin to make her heart race. Before he pressed his lips against hers in a proper kiss, she gasped slightly as his hands started to wander. His mouth moved softly against hers, and after a moment she responded to the kiss, her hands tangling in his hair as he leaned back on the couch. His legs were spread wide his scrubs already worked up so that she could see some of his waist. She had to swallow at that sight.

It was more out of instinct as she dropped onto her knees in front of him. Her breath hitched as she already saw his erection and how his eyes grew darker at the sight of her on her knees. Mark's hands slipped into her hair as she started to kiss the smooth skin that was visible. Her nimble fingers worked on the fabric of his scrub pants. As she had removed it, his cock bobbed against his stomach. Her breath hitched again. Her small hand wrapped softly around his length. Mark let out a soft moan, and his hand in her hair tightened, pushing her closer to his cock.

She leaned in to let her breath and lips ghost over his cock before she started to kiss his length. Every kiss let him moan, and every moan was her insurance that she did it right. Her hand started to move along his length as she pressed a few kisses to his tip. His hips started to buck against her hands, a sign of his impatience. "Don't tease." his voice was a low growl. His hand in her hair guiding her hand.

She couldn't help but smile before she finally took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him. His head fell back against the couch, and a deep, guttural sound escaped him.

"Just like that," his voice thick with his upcoming orgasm, "So good, baby. You're perfect."

His words spurred her on. Her hands now worked in tandem with her mouth. Her eyes were always on him, watching his reaction. Mark's moans filled the on-call room as he came closer and closer to his edge.

"You take me so well, my good little girl," he groaned, his hips rocking against the sensation. Her mouth twirled around his tip. Her hands softly stroked his length. As she looked up at him again, she saw how hooded his gaze was and how close he was.

After a few more strokes from her tongue, he came. His body shuddered as he came, his hands in her hair tightened.

She slowly pulled back, their eyes met as she wiped the corner of her mouth. Mark reached out to wipe her swollen lips before he pulled her up and into his lap. Softly stroking her hair and pressing tender kisses all over her face. She smiled softly at the feeling. "You are full of surprises," he mumbled, peppering kisses all over her face. She scrunched her nose at the ticklish feeling of his beard. He chuckled at her expression and pressed a soft kiss onto her nose.

"Blizzards are not so bad now, huh?" he teased, stroking hair out her face. She shook her head, "Not at all."

She leaned in again to press a kiss to his lips before she rested her head on his chest. She smiled softly as his hands continued to stroke her hair. It was comforting and exactly what she needed in a blizzard like this.

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Guys, todays story is gonna be delayed to tomorrow cuz I am sick and not able to publish it. Sorry.

But u'll got two tomorrow so it's a little reward in some way right?

Have a lovely night!

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Day 2 (13th of December): Presents and Praise Kink - Daddy!Daemon Targaryen x Mommy!Rhaenyra Targaryen x female!OC

A/N: I promised mischief yesterday I know, but I accidentally deleted the one I've written and yeah... just quickly wrote a new one. This one is with a lot of Daemon being Daemon and Rhaenyra being herself. Hope u enjoy it anyway. (cc at this point again to @ewanmitchellcrumbs I wouldn't be writing these days without that challenge:)) Pairing: Daddy!Daemon x Mommy!Rhaenyra x female!OC Warnings: explicit language, kinky stuff, DaddyIMommy relationship, Dub con at some points, Incest, potential triggering content, English isn't my first language! Words: 637

Lyra Velaryon arrives at the Targaryen court under the guise of strengthening family ties. Her real intentions were more delicate. Something she had tried to hide from her family for months. Her relationship with her cousins, Daemon and Rhaenyra, was more than being cousins. Since her 18th name day, they had been her "Mommy" and "Daddy." The ones who spoiled her to no end. Her sugar parents, so to speak.

As she entered the throne room, she felt their eyes on her. She saw Daemon's hand clenched around Dark Sister's handle, and Rhaenyra tried to stand still. She smiled to herself as she saw the reaction of the two of them she enjoyed that immensely.

A few weeks later, after her arrival and many flirtations cloaked in the courtly decorum, Lyra receives an unexpected invitation to dine privately with Daemon and Rhaenyra.

Lyra carefully chose her attire for that evening—a gown of deep red and black, the Colours of House Targaryen. As she entered the dining room, she found Daemon and Rhaenyra sitting at the table, already waiting for her.

She smiled.

"Mommy, Daddy."

Daemon chuckled softly at that.

"There she is. Our good little girl. We've missed you."

She blushed slightly, still getting used to it. Daemon chuckled at that, and Rhaenyra placed a soothing hand over Lyra's.

"You look stunning tonight those colours suit you perfectly."

Rhaenyra mused with a twinkle in her eye.

As the evening progresses, Daemon retrieves a small box and places it before Lyra. Inside lies a silver cuff bracelet, its design intricate and unmistakably Valyrian - a dragon wrapped around a smooth obsidian stone.

"For you," Daemon murmurs, his tone holding an edge of a command. "A token of our appreciation and as a little reward for you being so patient over these past weeks."

Her eyes widened at the shimmery stone in the middle of it.

"I can't accept that. That must've cost you hundreds of gold dragons."

She heard Rhaenyras soft chuckle.

"My dear little girl that's why we are your sugar parents. To spoil you properly. Something you deserve after that horrendous long journey of yours."

Lyra blushed faintly and mumbled a small thanks as Daemon helped her clasp the bracelet around her wrist. Her fingers trembled as he fastened the bracelet around her wrist. His touch was light but deliberate, his calloused fingers grazing her soft skin. She couldn't suppress the shiver that ran down her body.

"There we go. Perfect. Just like you."

Lyra blushed further at Daemons words but quickly got distracted from Rhaenyras hand on her cheek. Her thumb softly traced Lyra's jawline before she pressed a soft kiss to Lyra's temple. Lyra shivered at Rhaenyras soft lips.

"Our little dragon seems quite flustered, isn't she?"

Lyra blushed more at Daemon's teasing. She tried to control it through breathing in and out but failed miserably. She shivered as Rhaenyra's hand moved down to her shoulders, twirling Lyra's looks around their fingers. She always loved Rhaenyra's touch and more so Daemon's eyes on her, as his two favorite people let the air crackle with tension. Lyra saw in the corner of her eyes how Daemon swallowed and rose from his chair. His voice was thick with underlying desire and erection.

"Ladies, I think we should move our little meeting. What about the bedroom?"

Lyra's eyes grew wider, but she smiled.

"I like your ideas, Daddy."

She looked at Rhaenyra.

"Whatcha saying, Mommy? Would you like to feel my perfect skin under your perfect hands?"

Rhaenyra chuckled at Lyra's words.

"Our little dragon is greedy. What a swift in mood," her eyes moved to Daemon, "let her have some fun. She has been so obdient for all this time."

Lyra saw how Daemon's eyes grew darker. That was her sign that the night wasn't over it just began.

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12 Days of Smuffmas: Day 1 - Candlelight and collaring (Daddy!Daemon x female!OC)

A/N: Sooo it's the time of the year where even I am active again, even if it's just for a little "12 Days of Smuffmas" ( at this point cc to @ewanmitchellcrumbs). Anyways, this is the first one, tomorrow comes another one and lemme tell ya: I am already excited for tomorrow cuz I caused a lot of mischief in that one. So, have an enjoyable evening and enjoy the Christmas season. See ya tomorrow! Pairing: Daddy!Daemon x female!OC Warnings: slight daddy kink, collaring/kink themes, light Dom/Sub, English is not my first language!

Word Count: 540

She had been his sugar baby for a few years, to be precise, since she started studying Biology. In all those years, she hadn't found a single fact why he would have chosen her. She was a nerd, she loved her peace, and she studied all the time. But still, he had chosen her. And not only that but also that they had something more than a typical Sugar daddy/baby relationship. They were partners. She knew that from the moment he had asked her if she would want to dominate him one day.

Today, he called her and told her that he had a surprise for her, something that bound them closer. That sentence alone lifted her eyebrows to her hairline. She knew Daemon, and she knew when he was up to mischief.

As she entered his apartment that evening, she found the living room lit in candlelight. A variety of candles all around, from big to small and back again. That was the second moment today when her eyebrows were at her hairline.

"Daemon?"

She called out as she entered the small kitchen. She found him leaning over something, but as she approached, he quickly covered it with his body.

"Darling, what's that?"

She tried to lurk behind his back but failed as he gripped her shoulders and held her in her place.

"Haven't I told you to not question Daddy?"

And that was the third time her eyebrows were at her hairline.

"Daddy again huh?"

Daemon shrugged at her question.

"It was and will always be daddy for you, love."

She raised a brow again. Clearly suspicious of his behavior.

"Can't you tell me what you are hiding there behind your back? Please? I promise I'll be a good girl tonight."

He sighed and shook his head before he stepped aside, revealing a red collar.

"That's my present for you, darling. A sign that you were such an obedient, good little girl in all those years."

He had stepped behind her and had leaned closer. His breath hit her ear shell, his hands on her shoulders softly squeezing them before he pressed a faint kiss on her neck. She shivered at the kiss on her neck but reached to touch the collar. The fabric was soft, probably for the case to not hurt one's neck.

"Can you help me put it on, Daddy?"

She had her head turned to look at him. Her brown eyes were doe-like, like a little innocent doe. He chuckled at that and nodded as he took the collar from the kitchen table and placed it around her neck. His fingers lingered on her pulse point for a moment before he dropped them back to her shoulders.

"There you go, Sweetling. It suits you perfectly."

She felt his hands squeeze her shoulders as she turned to a small mirror. Her hands reached up, and she touched it with her fingers. She had worn collars for him before, but this one felt different, more personal. She smiled at him through the mirror and grabbed his hands to squeeze them back. He chuckled again before he turned around and focused back on the food that he had started cooking.

"You'll be mine forever, darling. Remember that."

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12 Days of Smuffmas

A/C: Guys I am gonna take part in @ewanmitchellcrumbs "12 Days of Smuffmas" and lemme tell ya: It's getting dirty. Anyways, this is my planning for those days, let's see if it's going to be good!

DAY 3 IS ONLINE!

December 12th - candlelight and

collaring Daddy!Daemon Targaryen

December 13th - presents and praise

kink Daddy!Daemon and Mommy!Rhaenyra Targaryen

December 14th - blizzard and blowjob Mark Sloan

December 15th - mulled wine and

mutual masturbation is Modern!Daemon Targaryen (I am to sick to write, sorry guys. Maybe u'll get that one as a christmas present^^)

December 16th - fireplace and face

fucking Modern!Daemon Targaryen

December 17th - tinsel and talking dirty

Matt Smith

December 18th - board games and

breath play Milo Morbius

December 19th - holly and hair pulling

Mark Sloan

December 20th - stockings and sex

toys Modern!Rhaenyra Targaryen

December 21st - dressing up and dry

humping Alex Karev

December 22nd - party and position

changes Modern!Daemon Targaryen

December 23rd - home videos and

voyeurism Daddy!Daemon and Mommy!Rhaenyra Targaryen

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12 Days of Smuffmas - 2024 Edition

Welcome to the 12 days of Smuffmas writing event! Each day from December 12th until December 23rd a fic will be posted incorporating a fluff and a smut prompt from the list below (fics do not have to be Christmas themed, despite the time of year and prompts). All are welcome to participate and write their own fics - please tag me, if you do, so I can share your creations. This is not limited to any single fandom, so please share far and wide, if you feel inclined to do so. Prompt list below the cut. Happy writing!

December 12th - candlelight and collaring

December 13th - presents and praise kink

December 14th - blizzard and blowjob

December 15th - mulled wine and mutual masturbation

December 16th - fireplace and face fucking

December 17th - tinsel and talking dirty

December 18th - board games and breath play

December 19th - holly and hair pulling

December 20th - stockings and sex toys

December 21st - dressing up and dry humping

December 22nd - party and position changes

December 23rd - home videos and voyeurism

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King!Daemon Targaryen x Female!OC

A/N: Well first of all I hope u all had wonderful Holidays. I haven't published for a long time cuz I was busy with school. So I take place in a Christmas Challenge from Vee (@sstan-hoe) and yeah I gave my best to make outta the prompts a whole story. Excuse my English and if my smut scene isn't that good: excuse that too. Anyways: Hope u enjoy it. Have a great day/night/evening and we'll hear eachother next year! Prompts: "Such a good little pup, aren't you?"; King!Daemon; Christmas Trees and Dragons Warnings: Out of Storyline, smut (18+), kinks, harsh words, slight dark!daemon, oral receiving (p in v), NSFW, my English (I am no native so excuse my grammar) Words: 1,567

Her eyes flow over the crowd of men and women, showing their desire. Her eyes disinterested in their behavior. The warmth of the room filled her cheeks, and a smile crept along her lips as she saw her sister coming over to her. 

"You got a room?"

Her sister nodded. 

"Very good. I mean it's uncommon to stay here in a brothel, but better than sleeping on the street." 

Her hand was resting on the table, and her fingers were drumming on it. She cast her gaze around the room and noticed a man in a corner. Unlike many others in the room, he wasn't accompanied by a woman on his lap. This rarity brought a smile to her lips, and she appreciated his lack of lustful behavior.

"To your information, he is the King." 

Her sister whispered into her ear. She let the sound of it run along her tongue. A King in a brothel, what a rare sight. Her smile rose as he noticed her view and smiled back at her. Her sister interrupted her thoughts. 

"You shouldn't stare like that. Rumors say that he is a vicious and violent man. Better for you to keep away from it. Furthermore, he is the king, he has higher interests than a mercenary." 

"Since when are you a spoilsport?"

"Since I got to hear the rumors about him. Keep away from him for your own sake."

She rolled her eyes and sipped at her wine. Her sister huffed and moved away, probably on a search for a useful man for the night. She tried to look at the man again and noticed that he was gone. The corner was empty. A person appeared in front of her. It was him. Her eyes widened a little not noticeable, and she swallowed. She saw the dark in his eyes, and she knew this man had power. 

"Your majesty." 

She mumbled under her breath. His lips raised to a smile. 

"No need to be formal, My lady. May I?" 

He pointed to a seat next to her. She only nodded. Her eyes followed him as he sat down. 

"What's ur name?" 

She looked at him still with big eyes. He laughed. 

"I am sorry. I didn't expect the King to talk to me. But my name is Isabella." 

He smiled.

"A beautiful name. What are you doing here, Isabella?"

"My sister and I searched for housing for the night." 

"So u are not from here?" 

She shook her head. 

"We are from Braavos." 

"A Braavosie beauty, what a rare sight." 

She smiled lightly. 

"Thanks." 

His eyes wandered over her, and a smirk played in the corner of his lips. His eyes met hers, and it seemed like he was sure with his next sentence.

"Isabella, what do you think about a more private space? A space with less desires." 

He pronounced the word "desires" more than the others. She understood what he meant and smiled. 

"It would be me an honor, my King." 

"No formalities, as I said. Call me Daemon." 

She smiled even more as he said so. 

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They moved to the back of the brothel where the more private rooms were. He led her inside one. The smile still on his face. He opened the door and let her move inside. The room was big and painted in one color. In the corner, there was a Christmas tree, as nearly everywhere around. The bed was big and completely red. He closed the door behind him. 

"So, my dear, tell me something about yourself except that you are beautiful." 

She turned to him, and a light blush covered her cheeks.

"Well, what should I say? I am 21 years old. I am from Braavos, and I am a mercenary." 

"U are a mercenary?"

She nods her head. His eyebrows raised in amazement. 

"What are u doing in Westeros?" 

"We had business to do." 

He laughed softly and looked at her. 

"I am a little curious: You sleep in a brothel but don't sit on the lap of a good-looking whore. Why? I mean, every whore would scratch eyes out for someone like you." 

She felt the blush return. How does this man always know how to make her blush? She was intrigued by him. His eyes wandered again along her body. As he noticed that she was watching him, he locked eyes with her again. 

"What do u think about getting to know?" 

"Highly overrated." 

He smiled and leaned a little forward, his eyes were still locked with hers. 

"U just became one of the most interesting girls I've ever met. Tell me, what do you know about dragons?" 

Her eyebrow raised.

"To be honest, not much. I mean I know that Balerion was the biggest Dragon and Vhagar was one of the big three, and she is still alive but not more." 

He smiled. 

"No worries, you will learn the rest but for the beginning, it is very good. Tell me, would u sleep with a Dragon?" 

Her eyes widened. 

"No. Definitely Not."

"And with the blood of the Dragon?" 

He leaned even more forward, their faces nearly touching. A dark smirk appeared on his lips. 

"If the blood of the Dragon is so good as they say." 

"You know what you are getting yourself into, my dear girl?"

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She nodded. He stepped even closer. His breath hit her face. His hand cupped her cheek, and his eyes showed something like affection. His lips were close to hers. One last step and his lips laid on hers. A warm rush of feelings ran through her. His lips were soft and passionate. His hands ran through her hair, and his kiss got even more passion.

She replied to the kiss. At first, she moved her lips slightly on his as he pressed his body even closer to her she raised the passion. He pressed his body even closer to hers. A tingle ran down her spine as he moved his hands to her hips. 

He broke the kiss but stayed close to her face. With one fast movement, he pressed her against the next wall. She gasped as she felt the wall hard on her back. His eyes were darker than before the desire nearly sparkling out of them. 

"You are the most beautiful woman I ever met. May I kiss u again?"

She nodded and he kissed her again, this time with way more passion. She felt his hands all over her body. She felt his breath on her face and his lips on hers. He moved his hands further and further down till he laid one hand on her tighs. She gasped a little as she felt the little movements of his hand on her thigh. He only laughed softly and kissed her further. His lips trailed down to her neck. 

"Such a good little pup, aren't u?" 

Her heartbeat increased by his words, and her breath stuck in her throat. 

"Breath, little one." 

Her eyes closed as he started to suck on her neck. She felt his hand still on her tight. His hair lightly tickled her face, and she sighed as he hit her soft spot. 

"Oh, Daemon." 

He laughed and kissed down to her collarbone. As she lightly moaned he looked up and searched for permission to go further to bring her to her climax. She only kissed his neck as permission and he laughed again. He unzipped his trousers and ruffed her dress up around her hips. 

She was still pressed against the wall. Her breath was fast, and she felt him with her whole body. His cock was near her entrance, and he kissed her again before he moved into her. She moaned as he did so. He started to move, and his thrust only got faster. As he got faster, her moans were more and louder. The room was filled with their noises of pleasure. His thrusts were hard but exactly on point. She had her head in the space between his neck and head. He held her hair in one hand and held himself with the other at the wall. She reached her climax and screamed his name. He reached his climax too, as she reached hers.

His thrusts started to get less. His breath was fast and warm against her head. His hand in her hair started to stroke through her hair, and he whispered comforting words in her ear. The other hand on the wall comes to her hips to hold her. He left his cock inside of her. 

"You are such a good little girl. You were impressive." 

His body was hot, but his words were soft. She had her head still in his space between neck and head. 

"You would make a good wife, my dear." 

She smiled. Her breath was still fast. 

"No joke really. You know what? I want you as my personal mercenary. Stay by my side." 

She lifted her head and looked at him. 

"U sure?" 

He nodded his head. 

"Yeah totally. Stay by my side. Stay with me. My love." 

She smiled and kissed his lips. His hands moved to her cheeks, and he cupped her face in it. 

"Stay with me till the end of the line." 

One last kiss sealed his request, and she knew she would stay with him now, even if that would be a new experience. 

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Jamie Lannister x queen!OC (Oneshot, maybe another part)

A/N: I gave my best. Hope ya like it. I maybe do another part. But first enjoy this one. Warnings: Spoilers Season 7, fluff, mentions of war Words: 780

The Lannister Soldiers celebrated their win. The Tullys a few miles away mourned their deaths.

She looked over the crowd and spotted him sitting with a skilled mercenary. They looked in another direction than her. Her sister smirked at her as she noticed her staring at the Lannister.

"My sweet sister, I can´t believe it: You are ATTRACTED to someone!"

The blond girl smiled and looked at her sister's shiny eyes and wrinkles as she started laughing.

"My dear sister, you believe everything, don´t you?"

Her sister smiled again and shook her head.

The blonde girl took a sip of her wine and smiled once more, catching the attention of the Lannister. He met her gaze as she turned to face a soldier holding a letter.

"Your Majesty, an enemy surrounded our country. 1000 men. 50 horses. We have only 30 soldiers left. What should we do?"

The queen looked at the letter and gestured to stop him from speaking.

Her eyebrows raised as she saw the signing.

"My Queen, is something wrong?"

She nodded.

"Yes, the signing. Get me there. I want to see it for my own."

The soldier bowed and left to prepare for her ride back. She nodded to her sister, and both of them got up. Her view flew to Walder Frey, who sat in the front and sipped at his beer, talking to his wife.

"Poor little thing"

Her sister whispered as they descended the few stairs to greet the Lord and his wife before leaving.

"My Lord, I am so sorry, but we have to leave. Another battle in my country started. We will visit you soon."

Waldar Frey looked at them and smiled. He spat out the few lines he said.

"Of course, Your Majesty."

They bowed and turned around. Her soldier stood in the corner and nodded to her to hurry up. Her sister cursed because of the behavior of this dipshit. She felt the view from the Lannister in her back and smiled.

"Ya know he is watching, don´t ya?"

She smiled, and that was enough to say.

Her horse was already ready as they got out. Her commandant came up to her.

"One of our soldiers is missing. We don´t know where he is."

The woman raised an eyebrow.

"We need everything we can get Ser. If we lose this battle, I will lose my title and my right to rule over the Western countries. How long does it take to be back home?"

"Four weeks."

"They all will be dead."

The commandant nodded, and she sighed. Once again, she was about to lose her country.

A voice in her back interrupted her thoughts.

"My Lady, I think we found one of your soldiers stealing weapons from our one."

She turned around, and her sister started smiling as they saw the Lannister and the mercenary.

"You stand in the presence of the ruler of the Western countries. Isabella Evans. One of the best soldiers her age. She is no Lady."

Her soldier said till she raised a hand.

All the eyes laid on her, and she felt interested views from the Lannister.

"Give me my soldier, and everything will be good. We don´t have time to discuss this shit. There is a war waiting for us. Get on your horse, and I don´t like to hear anything about that anymore."

She waved that everyone should leave her.

"So you are a queen. My Queen, it was nice to meet you."

The mercenary said, bowed, and left.

The Lannister looked at her with a tilted head. She smiled as she looked at his sparkling eyes.

"I never thought a queen of the Western country could be such beautiful. All the stories told us that you are monsters that eat themselves."

She laughed.

"We got told everyone here is rich and powerful, and there is no need to have a war."

"Then we got told fairytales."

He laughed too.

"Ser, I would love to talk further, but I am stressed about stopping a war."

"Isabella."

He said, bowed, and smiled as she got up on her horse. The reins in her hand to turn her horse. She knew who he was. She knew he was a Lannister, and she knew that the stories were true: He was the good-looking one.

"Ser Jamie, I hope we see each other again. Maybe if everything goes wrong and you need me again to save the Seven Kingdoms. We will see again, I feel that."

She winked and waved at him and turned her horse finally around. He just stood there with a huge smile and a sense that told him: They will meet again.

Part 2??????

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Daemon Targaryen x Tyrell!OC x King Viserys Targaryen (Oneshot)

A/N: Well I don´t know if you call me toxic or weird or something but I tried it. I had an idea and tried to write it down. The final idea was from my friend so shame her haha. I hope you like it. Have a great day/evening/night.

Warnings: threesome, marriage cheating, fluff, somehow of dark and toxic Daemon and Viserys (I don´t know if you can call it that)

Words: 1550

"I intend to marry the lady Isabella Tyrell before spring's end." 

She gasped. Her jawline dropped, and she couldn´t control her facial expressions. Her father, in front of her, smiled proudly. Her sister shook her head. Alicent Hightower, the daughter of the hand of the King, ran outside the room. Isabella stood up. Looked around nervously and ran out, also. Her feet led her through the halls and the streets till the harbor was in front of her. The sailors of her realm, the servants of the house Tyrell, stared at her with big eyes.  

When she got her breath back, she spoke to one of them. To bring her back to Dragonstone. Back to him. So they did. 

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As they arrived a few days later, her heart raced like a carriage. She saw the long staircase as they rowed over the sea till they reached the small beach. She could smell the salty air of the sea. She felt the sand under her shoes and immediately felt at home. 

As the soldiers opened the door, her heart began racing again. She heard his voice before she entered the hall. 

"We have to fight for them. They are from old Valyria, as we are."

She interrupted them by walking in. His eyes met hers, and his expression shifted. 

"I think all of you should leave now."

His dark voice filled her heart with joy. She missed it. She missed him. She missed his lips on hers and his hands on her waist. She smiled through the crowd of men who left and smiled and slightly nodded at her. 

His steps were faster than she could think about what will happen next. His hands met her waist. His lips met hers harshly. She felt his breath on her cheek and a smile on his lips. She felt how he pushed her nearer to him. She sighed as he interrupted the kiss. 

"You were gone long enough, darling." 

She smiled as he ran his fingers through her hair, and she leaned her forehead against his.

"I know. I´ve bad news. Your brother intended to marry me."

He sighed and shook his head. 

"As long as you are with me, I promise to protect you and be devoted to you. You will be mine, and I will be yours. You can trust that nothing bad will happen to you."

She kissed his lips softly. He smiled. Now they were together again, and they tried to protect each other. 

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3 years later

The war on the Stepstones moves on now for 3 years. Three damm years after he told her he had to leave but will come back before the winter ended. But he was a liar. A damm liar. 

Now she sat there and tried to knit or something else. Sometimes, she would go to the library or talk to the soldiers or she trained to fight. But she doesn't want to go back to Kingslanding.

As she got the message of another loss of his side, she decided to go back. Finally. She doesn´t want to stay any longer. She wanted to be with people again. 

As the sailors sailed her down the narrow sea she felt the wind. She felt her heart breaking. Silent tears found their way down. 

After traveling for 5 days, they finally reached Kingslanding. During the journey, the pain in her heart reduced, and her thoughts shifted. She knew where she belonged to. 

She walked through the streets and approached a door. The soldiers standing in front of her acknowledged her presence. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw her sister seated with Alicent Hightower, who appeared to be pregnant. As she approached them, she felt Alicent's eyes on her and a chill ran down her spine. 

"My dear sister. What a surprise." 

She smiled as her sister hugged her. She missed it. She missed her family.

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As they got into the throne hall, she already saw him sitting there on his throne. She felt his eyes follow every one of her steps. 

"Your Majesty, my sister. I hope you remember her." 

Viserys nodded and smiled at her sister. She kneeled in front of him. Her head was down to the floor. 

"Your Majesty. It would be a pleasure if you let me stay here." 

Viserys stood up and made his way down the steps to her. She felt his hand on her shoulder and raised her head. He smiled. She missed him, all of them here at the court. 

"It would be a pleasure for me too."

She smiled. He gave her a sign to rise, so she did. She felt the gaze of Alicent on her, she was jealous. 

"Your Majesty, if I could help somehow. For the last 3 years, I had always my training sessions and I talked a lot to the soldiers. They taught me how to fight and protect me. If it´s possible, I would like to receive additional training to join your army."

Her sister coughed, and Viserys eyes widened. 

"You are a woman. I don´t even know if it´s possible. 

The hand of the king, Lyonal Kraft raised his voice. 

"It is not forbidden, My King. She could try it." 

Viserys´s head moved from Lyonal to Isabella. She smiled a little as the hand tried to protect her. 

"And if she is really that good as she said. She would be a great honor in our guard." 

Viserys let out a sigh of disbelief as he found himself forced to choose between what was right and wrong, all while in the presence of his most longstanding allies.

"Fine, we will try. But if you get hurt or something happens or someone tries to hurt you. I promise I will get you out of it."

He sounded like her father, but she knew he wanted her to be safe. He loved her since childhood, and she knew it. She knew him since childhood, so she knew him way better than she wanted. But she smiled. She appreciated his decision. 

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6 months later

As he entered the throne hall, her heartbeat stopped. She has improved in the last 6 months. She got into the King's guards. Her hair has changed too. She cut it 2 months ago now it is shoulder-long. Her eyes were the only part of her that hasn´t improved they simply got inexpressive. She felt his gaze on her as he kneeled in front of the king. She knew what will happen after this. 

She got very close to the king in the last 6 months she nearly told him everything about that between her and Daemon. He understood her probably. 

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She followed Viserys after Daemon got out, and they were something like reconnected. As they got into the garden, Viserys stopped her. 

"Ya, sure you wanna do this? You don´t have to meet him."

"Viserys, I am your guard. I have to no matter what I want." 

He nodded and moved on. Her hand palm was on her sword, and her view was straight in front of her. 

As she arrived at the garden with the weirwood tree, she spotted him. Despite knowing it would be enjoyable, she anticipated experiencing a great deal of pain in the coming hours. Her heart would repeatedly break as she watched him conversing with others, realizing that she was no longer part of that group.

She felt the eyes of Viserys resting on her, while the whole stuff, and she knew he was with her and she knew he wanted her after all. Yes, the King wanted her.

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Later in the evening, as her shift ended and she was back in her rooms, a knock interrupted her movements. 

She opened the door and saw two drunk people standing in front of her. 

The breath of booth of them smelled like it. 

Daemon's eyes looked up and down her body. He smiled as her eyes met his. 

Viserys leaned against the door frame and watched them he smiled as Isabella started talking. 

"Why the heck are you two here?"

She didn´t get an answer. She got interrupted by Daemon's lips. She felt his hands on her waist. The taste of alcohol was within. 

As she pushed him away and tried to stop him, she felt two hands on her waist that turned her around. Viserys was behind her, way more gentle than Daemon. He tucked a strain of her hair behind her ear and smiled down at her. 

"Isabella, you are so damm beautiful." 

Viserys whispered as he pulled her nearer. Daemon was behind her and caressed her neck with his soft lips. Viserys lips caressed her cheeks and somehow her lips. 

"You are married." 

She whispered, but they didn´t stop. 

She knew she wanted both of them far more than anything else. Even if one was a married king and the other was her 'boyfriend' whom she actually wanted to escape from. 

She knew both were drunk, but she noticed that Viserys was clearly clearer than her, even though she had never drunk. 

Her hormones went haywire as both touched her in a way she could only imagine in her sweetest dreams. 

She knew it was a mistake, but she gladly made the mistake.

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Daemon Targaryen x warrior!OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys once again a Daemon one. Hope you enjoy it after weeks. Have a great evening/day/night

House of the Dragon spoilers!

Warnings: Mentions of death, mentions of blood, fluff

Words: 747

The sound of her sword interrupted the silence. She felt the body under her hand and her sword in the other. She felt her breath and the blood running down her forehead. She felt his view on her. As she looked at him, she could see one of those creatures running up to her. Her knife on her back was ready, and she stood still and watched that guy. As he approached she stapped her knife into his throat and cut through it. As she tried to look at him again, she noticed that he was gone. She didn't know where to.

A few dead creatures later, he came back with half of the body of the crab eater. She was stunned. So he had killed him. All the creatures let their swords down and lifted their hands. She breathed through her nose and laid her head back. She was relieved that she survived. She smiled at her people and soldiers.

Her assistant stepped next to her.

"You good?"

She nodded, and he left her alone. The army of the sea snake looked at hers. She smiled, and he came up to her.

"Your Majesty. I heard stories, but I never thought they were true. You are way more beautiful than the stories say it. Thank you."

He curtsied in front of her. She smiled and begged him to raise.

6 months later

In Kingslanding, the air smelled like pig piss. She knew big cities have this kind of smell.

But she wasn´t in the city. She was in front of the king. She kneeled in front of him and answered all his questions.

Suddenly the doors behind her opened. A sound of whispering ran through the crowd and interrupted the silence. He was there, and she knew what that meant.

As he caught up to her, his view flow over her, and he smiled.

"As I can see, you know each other?"

Viserys asked and raised an eyebrow. She nodded, and he kneeled in front of his brother. She stepped aside and followed the conversation in front of her.

A few minutes later, she got out of the hall. She ended up following her commandant and sitting on a bench.

"I saw your view. You want him."

"How dare you. I don´t want him."

He smiled and laughed. They knew each other since childhood.

"You want him, Luna. I saw it in your eyes. I know you are attracted to men who can fight."

She sighed and lifted her head to let the sunshine into her face. She knew what will happen now. Questions about him. Questions about her feelings. Her view flows over the crowd of People in the small garden. She saw him standing there with his Brother and the queen and also the princess she saw him smiling at her and knew it was the best decision to let him go and love other women.

"What do you want from him?"

She sighed and whispered:

"That he touches me. I wanna feel him."

The commandant smiled. As she said those phrases, he looked at her as if he understood what she had said.

After most of the people were gone, she stayed at the weirwood tree and silently prayed to the gods. Most of the time, they protected her.

A voice interrupted her prays.

"I didn´t know your religion pray to our gods."

She laughed and turned around.

"Sometimes I just need it."

His white hair flowed with the wind into his face, and he smiled as her view caught his. She moved to the buffet and stole the last piece of cake. She hadn´t eaten for a few hours, and she was hungry.

"You know, as you talked to your commandant, I heard some words."

She stopped in her movements, and her eyes widened. Hopefully, he hasn´t heard the words she said at last.

As she felt hands on her waist, she knew he had. She felt his breath on her neck and his lips near her ears.

"You want me to touch you? Let´s see if I meet your expectations."

His hands moved down her waist, and his lips met her neck. As she turned around, she swallowed to let the cake disappear. A soft brush of him and her lips laid on his.

She knew that was wrong. She knew that she would get into trouble, but she wanted him. If she only knew what will happen years later.

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Daemon Targaryen x whore!OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys! I tried my first smut ff. I hope it worked as I wanted it. So please enjoy this one. Don´t be so rude it was my first time writing this kind of content. If it is bad: I am so sorry. But I hope ya enjoy it. Have a great night/evening/day.

House of the Dragon Spoiler!

Warnings: Smut (18+), rude language, fluff

Words: 984

His view flowed over those three girls. One of them was tall, the other was small but had big breasts, and the last didn´t know what to do. She stood there and looked down at the floor. He smiled.

"My Lord you have to choose."

He looked at the man behind the girls. He was the man who owned the brothel.

"Let me see."

He walked around those girls. All of them were perfect. He knew when he took the first two, he would have fun as always. He knew the last one was new in the business. He knew that would be somehow different if he takes her.

"I chose the last one."

The owner raised an eyebrow.

"Are you sure? She doesn´t have any experience."

He nodded and waved so the others left, and the owner curtsied and left. The girl swallowed. She got sold by her dad because they didn´t have enough money. It was her first time with a man in a room, and she was completely naked.

"You shouldn´t be scared I won´t hurt you. It is your first time isn´t it?"

She nodded.

"Let's talk a little to warm up. You can put your dress on if you want."

So she did. He sat down on the mattress and pointed next to him. She sat down and looked at the floor. He lifted her chin.

"When you wanna attract someone, you should look them in the eyes."

She looked up. He was stunned by the blue of her eyes. They sparkled in the light of the sun. He smiled.

"I will ask you a few questions and you just have to answer. Alright: Where are you from?"

"The north My Prince."

"Great, but please stop calling me My Prince it won´t erect anyone. Next Question: What is your name, Sweetheart?"

"Isabella."

"What a beautiful name."

As he said that he leaned back and watched her looking at him. He smiled and she smiled shyly back.

"Why are you here?"

"My father sold me. After the death of my mother, we didn´t have enough money. All the money I get, I have to send to him."

He nodded and ran his fingers through his hair. He knew this was the right choice.

"So let me teach some simple things about that what will happen next. First: look me in the eyes no matter how ugly I am. Secondly: Touch me and don´t be shy. Men like it to be touched in certain areas. Third: If you are ready with a man, go to the toilet you won´t like to be pregnant, then your father won´t get money anymore. The last one: Remember all the time: Most things are just played by you. So you just play that you get an orgasm. But if that is real, don´t be so loud."

With the last sentence, she started to smile.

"Good that´s a beginning."

He touched her shoulder and massaged it slowly. She breathed in.

"Don´t worry, Darling. I know what I am about to do. If something happens and doesn´t suit you, say something, and I´ll stop, Alright?"

She nodded. He leaned forward to her and moved her face in his direction. His lips were parted, and she looked him in the eyes.

His Lips met hers. She felt how soft they were. She could feel one hand on her cheek and another on her waist. Her left hand slightly moved into his short hair. She never felt hair that was softer than his. He smiled and brushed one hand over her cheek. He slowly pushed her down. The soft cushions in her back got her back to reality. She felt his hand traveling down her body. She felt his cold hand meet one of her Legs.

"Tell me, honey, are you still a Virgin?"

She nodded, and he sighed. His right hand brushed a strain of hair of hers out of her face. She smiled and stroke over his cheek.

"You are too innocent to be a whore."

She blushed. He pressed his lips once again on hers. She felt the desire grow in her stomach and how his kisses got faster and with more passion. She felt his right hand on her inner thigh and sighed into his mouth. He used the moment and let his tongue slip into her mouth. As he touched her neck, she winced.

"Darling, I think if just found your soft spot."

He smiled and snuggled into her neck and started to kiss it. She sighed once again. He smiled.

"If you allow this step: I would like to put down your dress."

She looked at him. As he saw the insecurity in her eyes, he smiled at her and stroked her cheek.

"My dear, I already saw your body, and believe me, it is the most beautiful thing I´ve ever seen."

She smiled and opened the knot of her dress. He helped her to slip it down. She felt his cold hands on her back and got goosebumps.

As he freed her breasts, he smiled and lightly touched them.

"My dear you got beautiful breasts."

She laughed at this comment. He cupped her breast in his hands and squeezed them and felt under his touch how her nipples hardened. He put his mouth over one of them. She moaned as he stroked, at the same time over her inner thigh.

"That´s what I wanna hear."

She pulled him to her lips and kissed him with such urgency that he was stunned.

"I think you are ready now. Don´t worry it just hurts for a second, then you will feel like heaven."

He leaned his forehead against hers. Before he put his cock in front of her entrance he said:

"After this, you´ll be mine."

And he moved into her. She never felt better. It was like heaven. He was right this was heaven.

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Daemon Targaryen x OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys!! You are crazy! Today morning I got a notification that I have 500 Likes. That´s IMPRESSIVE. Thank You all. Really I am impressed. Love you all for that! <3 However enjoy this one too. Have a great night/day/evening!

Spoilers for House of the dragon!

Warnings: mentions of smut, rude slang, fluff

Words: 900

The air was warm. All those meaningful people were in a room together. She was just a maid, but she knew what that meant. The new heir to the Iron Throne, Rhaenyra Targaryen, was in front of the table.

Her view flow around, her hands folded in front of her, and she looked down. She was the maid of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, and Rhaenyra told her before what will happen now.

Her view stopped at him. She saw his face and his eyes and swallowed. She knew what he could do if he wanted to.

She knew what the whores in the brothels were saying about him. If she could, she would do it too, but she couldn´t she was just a maid and wasn´t good at acting.

As somebody said something, a mumbling ran through all the people that were in the room. She couldn´t recognize what had happened, but it was probably something important.

Her view traveled through the room, and she saw him staring at her. She saw the urgency in his view and the desire. She swallowed.

Suddenly, Rhaenyra rushed out of the hall. She ran after her. She could feel his last view, and she knew what he wanted.

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The warmth of the sun brightened the day. The birds were singing and she smiled at her Princess.

"My Princess you shouldn´t do this. You may get hurt."

Rhaenyra shook her head.

"Another point why I love to do such things."

Rhaenyra had a bow and an arrow in her hands and pointed at the target.

"By the way. I saw you staring at my uncle. He looks good, doesn´t he?"

She blushed. Rhaenyra laughed.

"You listened a little too often to the whores."

"I know. But if they are true? If he looks that good as they say it."

"Then you will never get him."

She sighed and nodded. Rhaenyra hugged her.

"My dear best friend since childhood. Don´t worry. He is not perfect, and if he would. He will never be your Prince on a white horse."

"I may prefer a dragon."

The voice of Daemon raised behind them. She swallowed. Rhaenyra cursed.

"My dear niece, I hope I don´t have you to remember that you should stop that archery and go to an audience with your father."

Rhaenyra cursed once again and ran into the castle. She wanted to run after her, but he stopped her.

"You stay."

She looked at him. She has never seen him so close. His eyes were sparkling in the light of the sun and his lips raised as he recognized her view.

"Please follow me. I wanna go on a little walk."

She was confused a man was never been this friendly before. She could feel his gaze on her all the time. She smelled him. She heard stories about him.

All those big stories from war and fights and all those whores were probably true after she looked at him. The way his hair was straightened and his view traveled through the floor she couldn´t believe what those girls told her, but if that would be true? She would love to feel it too. She would love to feel HIM too.

In a dark corner, they stopped. He looked around and at her. Suddenly he pressed her against the wall behind her.

"You heard all those stories, don´t you?"

She nodded. She was too scared to speak.

"Fine. Don´t worry I don´t wanna hurt you."

He said after he saw that she got goosebumps. His lips were directly next to her right ear. She could feel his breath of him. With every single word, her desire grew.

"So you probably know what I do with all those little paid whores."

She nodded once again. They told her that he was perfect at every single body piece. She could feel his hands at her waist. She could feel his eyes on her lips as he moved on.

"Be MY whore and I will do all those things and more with you too."

She felt warm and cold at the same time. A shiver trickled down her spine, and she would have liked to run around with joy.

"Maybe I should give you a taste of it."

He pressed his lips against hers. She could feel one hand of him at her throat and another at her wrist. He pinned her against the wall. His lips were full of desire and untold stories. She wanted him so badly. She wanted to be his whore.

She wanted to be his. His lips crushed hers again. She could feel him bite her bottom lip. She stopped a moan as his tongue entered her mouth. She felt his temper. Just as she was about to pull him closer by his top, he pushed her away.

"Now you know what will happen if you would be my whore."

She swallowed and tried to cool herself down.

"I will ask you this once: Do you wanna be my whore?"

She nodded, and he smiled.

"Good girl."

He kissed her slightly and moved with his right hand over her cheek.

"I want you tonight in my room. Be early."

He moved away and left her alone. But she knew what will happen this night. Now she wasn´t just a maid anymore. She was the personal whore of Daemon Targaryen. And she loved it.

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Daemon Targaryen x princess!OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys, Guys! You are crazy. Thank you all for those likes, reblogs, comments, and follows. I love you all<3 I never dreamed that someone would like my work like you did in the last few weeks. So enjoy this one once again. Have a great evening/night/day!

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Warnings: fluff, mentions of sexual content

Words: 1104

She opened the first layer of the curtains from the tent. Her view flow around and stopped on a single piece of armor it was the arm. The Person who owned the piece of the armor sat in a chair right in front of her. 

"My Lady. You got my invitation." 

She nodded. Her brown hair was wiped with her movements. Her blue eyes sparkled in the light of the sun. He smiled. He knew she was more than enough younger than him. He knew what he did, but he wanted her so badly. He wanted only her. He knew it would take time to get her, but in his opinion, it was worth it. 

He made a gesture, so she sat down. She looked at him. He was the uncle of her best friend, Rhaenyra. She looked around. As she did that, his gaze flow over her body. Her curves weren´t fully shown in her dress, but he knew what she has. 

"Someone told me you like to read I got a few books for you. If you want to, I´ll give it to you as a gift."

Her eyes sparkled once again. He smiled and ran his hand through his long hair. As she stepped nearer to him he could smell her, the light smell of the summer. He could see the blue of her eyes as she looked up at him. He knew what he did right now. He was completely flashed by her. 

"Thanks, My Prince." 

He nodded and tried to lay his left hand on her lower back. She twitched but didn´t say anything. He felt the warmth of her body. As she turned around, he could see a huge smile on her lips. 

"That´s impressive." 

There were only a few millimeters between them. He looked down at her and smiled. The blue of her eyes sparkled in the last rays of sun that came through the heavy curtains of the tent. He leaned down. 

She could feel his breath on her lips. She could feel his hands on her waist. She let him do it. She wanted to feel those feelings everyone was talking about. He sank his head and placed his lips on top of hers. His lips were soft and patient, but she could feel the urgency of it. She could feel his hands travel down her waist. She could feel something down in her stomach that was just like a firework. His lips softly moved on top of hers. She could feel his hands stop at her ass. She could feel how he pressed her against him. 

As suddenly, the curtains lifted. 

"My Lady... Oh, I am sorry. I´ll come back later." 

Her maid interrupted them. 

They jumped out of the 'hug'.

"It´s fine. I think it is time to go now." 

She looked at him one last time and left the tent. 

He watched after her and knew that he will see her again. 

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4 years later (I don´t know the exact timeline) 

As he came in she could feel his presence. She could see him very well from where she stood. She still knew how he walked. His hair has shortened and he wears a strange crown on his head. She didn´t listen to the little talk between Viserys and him.

All the time her attention laid on him and his presence. She could remember the day he kissed her. She also could remember the day he left. She could remember what happened over all these years. She turned into a woman. She learned to talk like a woman and a princess.

She also learned to handle a sword and a knife just in case. But she trained every day. Her hair has shortened too. The blue of her eyes wasn´t as blue anymore as it was before. 

As everyone left the hall she left too. She moved out with Rhaenyra. Together they went out into the garden. She to her training puppet and Rhaenyra under her favorite tree to watch her. 

"Ya know why he is back?" 

"He was called back by my father, he had to." 

She hit the puppet with her sword. Her knife is in her left hand. With another kick, the puppet was on the ground. Rhaenyra laughed. 

"Why do always do it like this? Why don´t you hit the puppet only with the sword?" 

"Because in a dangerous situation, then you know how to use both." 

A voice raised behind them. Daemon Targaryen stood next to Rhaenyra. 

She snorted. She knew what he was. She knew what happened in the last few years. She knew what he did with all those whores.  

Rhaenyra looked between them and left with a nod to her. 

"You have changed." 

"You too."

She stood behind the puppet with the sword in her right hand. He stood in front of the puppet. 

"I never thought that you could handle swords." 

"As you said, I have changed. Through the years, I grew. Now I know what I am. I am the princess of the western countries. I am the heir of the western throne, and I will sail back home."

He crunched his eyebrows. He knew she has changed. He saw her in the hall. The first thing he was looking for. He knew she wasn´t the kid she was before. He could feel the temperament that came from her side. He could feel the power. He could see a queen in front of him. He knew his next step would be dangerous, but he gave it a try. 

He moved to her side. She looked up at him. He could see the desire in her eyes. He always dreamed about this moment. 

His lips met hers again. After years, they were again together. She could feel his desire. She could feel his erection at her stomach. She could feel his hands in her hair. She could feel him with her whole body. 

"You said you will travel to the western countries and I will come with you. I will marry you. As my brother wished. Be my wife, and I will always be with you."

Her head was cupped in his hands, and his forehead rested against hers. 

She smiled a huge smile. She may be a soldier, but she loved him after all this time. She will always love him. 

They traveled through the world and had their adventures. They both were happy. They both lived their life. 

She was the new queen of the western countries far behind Westeros. But he was with her. Till the end and always. 

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Daemon Targaryen x queen!OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys, Well as I saw you liked the last Daemon ffs I tried another one. I have to warn you: I cried at the end. Anyways: Hope ya enjoy it. Have a good Night/evening/day!

Spoilers for House of the Dragon!

Warnings: fluff, mentions of death, mentions of death, swearing

Words: 1140

She looked up at the sky. A red monster flows over her head and roars. At one point, she could see the rider. As she knew, it was Caraxes, the Dragon from Daemon Targaryen.

Her sister stepped next to her.

"Impressive, isn´t it?"

"Yeah."

"We will soon be docking in the port of King's Landing. Please guard the door to the throne room, take ten of your best men with you, and make sure no one comes in."

"What if he comes in?"

She nodded with her chin right into the sky. Her sister smirked.

"Then let him in."

She laughed.

"You like him."

"No"

Her sister blushed.

"Emilia, you, the Queen of everything, likes a Prince of the House Targaryen. THAT´S Impressive."

Emilia shook her head.

"And you are horrible."

She chuckled and moved down along the ship.

They docked ten minutes later in the port of King´s Landing. Both sisters were impressed. It was huge. Emilia got greeted by the King's assistant. She followed her with ten of her best men.

They arrived in front of the Throne hall. She stopped in front of the door. Emilia got in.

"Why aren´t you inside? I mean, you are the princess."

Her best friend and equally commandant of the army asked her.

"That´s true. But she is the Queen. Do you remember the Prophecy? One a soldier and one a queen. Believe me, I am not a Queen. I would lead the whole country into war."

He smiled at her. The sound of Steps rose on the right side. Their heads flow around and looked at the point where it came from. Only the shadow appeared first, but then a body followed. It was him. Daemon fucking Targaryen. Her sister would freak out.

The commandant stopped him.

"We shouldn´t let anyone inside."

"I am a prince."

He rolled his eyes and held out a hammer.

"I just defeated Drahar. Just open the damm door."

She stepped next to her best friend and interrupted their conversation.

"Do it. My sister allowed it."

The commandant nodded and opened the door with crunched eyebrows.

"Thanks, My Lord and My Lady."

He smiled at her and got inside.

The wedding of one of her best friends since childhood was celebrated. Rhaenyra was beautiful this evening. She could see the smile in her eyes. She was happy.

She stood once again at the door. This time with a whole armor and her sword at her left side. Ten of her best soldiers were distributed in the hall. Everyone was focused on that what happens. A wedding is a good place to kill a queen.

She smiled as her sister came around with a cup of wine.

"Here for you."

"You know I am at work. I can´t."

"She is your best friend since childhood. Take it. This is a command from your Queen."

She took the cup and sipped at it.

"Horrible."

Her sister laughed.

"You know when I was younger I always thought that I am beautiful. That sounds curious I know. But today I know what is beautiful. The way he is looking at you. Take him. I will get better options."

She crunched her eyebrows and looked at her sister.

"Do you have a fever?"

"No, my dear. Look at him and the way he is looking at you then you know what I mean."

She looked over to the huge table and saw him staring at her. As she catched his view, he smiled.

"Drink your wine and go fuck him."

She blushed.

"He knows what he wants. Trust me."

They got interrupted by a Lord from somewhere in Westeros.

She tried to ignore him but she couldn´t. She couldn´t resist the urgent feeling to look at him. He was beautiful. His eyes and his face. Simply everything on him was perfect. When her transfer came, she had to tear herself away from his gaze.

Down in the dark halls, she could hear the voices of the people. After a few moments, she could hear steps behind her. A body pressed her against the next wall.

"My Lady."

She recognized the voice, it was him: Daemon Targaryen.

"My Lord, normally I would bow but I can´t."

She could see that his lips lifted.

"You have sarcasm. That´s fine."

"What do you want?"

As she said that she felt his warm lips on hers. She could feel his hands through her armor and how they hold her at her shoulders. She could feel how his lips parted and how his tongue slipped into her mouth. She could feel the urgency in this kiss. She could feel his desire. And all that he gave her, she gave back. She moved her hands into his neck and pulled him closer. His hands trailed down her shoulders towards her waist. She interrupted the kiss.

"That was…"

"Yeah."

He leaned his forehead against hers.

"My Lady, I know that´s a little earlier, but your sister probably hasn´t told you. But we will marry soon. I know it is surprising, but my brother decided that. I heard your stories before. When I was younger I dreamed about being in your Queens Guards. You know when I first saw you I knew all the stories were true. Every little piece. Every fairytale about you and your sister. That´s impressive. So let me ask you this once? Do you wanna marry me?"

His hands were on her waist and he looked into her eyes. His right hand brushed through her hair.

She smiled and rubbed his cheek with her left hand. Her eyes softened. She nodded.

"Yes. Yes, I wanna marry you. But first, let us enjoy this evening."

He nodded and kissed her neck. So the evening moved on. For both of them, was it a long night.

A few weeks later they got married. She got pregnant after two months. She born a son. He couldn´t be prouder of his wife.

Two years after the birth of their son, she received a message. It was the message of the death of her sister. She traveled back to Emilia's funeral. She promised him not to die.

Two weeks later, the message that she got hurt arrived in Kings Landing. Months went on, and nobody knew anything.

Ten months later, the message of her death arrived. Daemon was at her side as she died. He holds her hand till the end. Her last words were:

"I love you till the end."

The promise they gave each other at the wedding. As she closed her eyes, he started to cry.

He was never the same again. He cared a lot about their son and promised to show him the world. As he did. But he always saw her in his face. So she was always with him till the end.

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Daemon Targaryen x OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys you are incredible. I mean wow. The last two Daemon ffs got so much attention. Thank you!!!! So I hope you enjoy this one too. Have a great night/day/evening:

Spoilers for House of the Dragon!

Warnings: fluff, mentions of death, mentions of blood

Word: 747

They kneeled in front of king Viserys. Their swords were down in front of them, and their gaze was down at the floor.

"Your Highness, once again I have to thank you. You saved my dear brother from death and won against Drahar. I am sorry for all the men you have lost. I hope I can offer you something that has the same price as their death."

The man nodded.

"Yes, my King. We were born in western countries far away from Westeros. Our Mother always dreamed about sailing to Westeros and marrying a rich man. I think after her death, my sister should have the opportunity to marry a Westerosien. We must find a Husband for my dear sister."

The woman swallowed. She knew his plans before. She heard him talking about exactly this weeks before they arrived in Westeros. Her breath stopped at the king's next words.

"We will find your sister a Husband. Maybe a Targaryen."

Of all the people she hated in the world: The Targaryens were the worst. Her brother nodded and raised. She did the same. Her Brother bowed in front of the king and she did the same. They both left the hall. As they were outside she confronted him.

"How dare you. I can search my husband for myself."

"Cool down kid. He has good taste, don´t worry."

She looked at him one more time before she rushed up the stairs toward her chamber.

It was late in the evening the first people went to bed. But she didn´t she couldn´t sleep. She always saw those dead faces in front of her. She saw the people that got stabbed by her and how they died. She still smelled the blood.

Her sword met the fake body of the puppet in front of her. Her sword stabbed directly into the region where the heart normally is. She hit him again and again till she was out of breath. The night was warm. A voice behind her interrupted her.

"A little late for a training season isn´t it?"

"Better than nothing."

She said as she lifted her sword again just to hit the puppet again.

"You should rest. It isn´t good for your wounds to heal."

She snorted.

"Why do you care about that so much, Prince Daemon? I am just a woman that is training in the middle of the night."

"I saw your movements and was impressed with how much easiness you hit the puppet. I´ve never seen a woman handle a sword like this."

"Little liar."

She said under her breath.

"You better shouldn´t have said that."

She felt his hands on her waist and turned around.

"That´s not good. I will marry soon. You know me future husband could be pissed."

As she ended this sentence she felt his warm lips on hers. His kiss was full of desire and pure pleasure. She could feel his hands move down her body and her back. She placed her hands on his neck and pulled him closer. He interrupted the kiss.

"You see, your future husband is fine with that."

Her eyes grew wide.

"My brother hasn´t announced it yet, but I will marry you. I will fight for you. A woman never impressed me like this. A woman never protected me and saved me. I want you. I wanna feel you. I wanna kiss you every damm second. I wanna see you in the morning. I wanna heal your wounds. I wanna be with you till the end. Till the end, you will be mine and if another man touches you I will kill him. As I saw you kneeling there in front of my brother I knew I was in love. I knew I wanted only you. So be mine and I will carry you in my hands."

Her breath stopped. Tears silently moved into her eyes. He wiped them away with his thumb and kissed her cheeks. She felt his warm and soft lips on her cheeks. She heard his words in her head and she felt that it was right to trust him. She wanted him too. Since she protected him.

After this night that wasn´t the end, she knew what real love meant. She knew how it is to be loved. She knew she would never leave him.

The King announced their engagement three days later. They married four weeks later. They fought together in battles. They loved each other till the end.

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Daemon Targaryen x OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys I got inspired once again. But his time is a little sadder than before. I nearly cried at the end so be careful. Anyways. Have a great day/night/evening. Hope ya enjoy it!

Spoiler for Hosue of the Dragon!

Warnings: fluff (so much fluff I couldn´t believ I made this), mentions of smut

Words: 669

She sipped at her wine as she watched him. His blue eyes were everywhere but not where they should have been. His gaze met hers, and she raised her cup to toast with him.

He smiled and did the same. Back next to her, her brother still spoke with her. She nodded so it seems she understood everything. Her gaze was still on this attractive man. His hair has straightened since they last met and his gaze was more intensive than before.

Once again she nodded at her brother's words. Rhaenyra interrupted her thoughts.

"My dear friend. What the hell happened between you and my uncle?"

She blushed and sipped once again at her wine.

"You wouldn´t believe me."

"Try it."

She explained what happened a few nights ago. Rhaenyras jaw dropped.

"My dear friend, you can´t tell me that´s true. He wouldn´t do this with the best friend of his niece."

"Never say never."

"How dare you. You haven´t told me."

She sipped once again at her wine and crunched her eyebrows.

"What should I have said? I´ve just fucked your uncle, and it felt like heaven."

She got interrupted by her brother.

"If it´s possible whisper a little louder. The men from the night watch couldn´t understand it."

She blushed. Her brother smiled.

"It is time for us now. Your Highness, please pardon my sister she always gets a little furious when she had someone in bed the night before. If you excuse us."

He took her hand and bowed in front of Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra tried not to laugh. She ran after her brother.

"What was that?"

"I saved you all those high and rich people were already looking at you."

"It was my best friend's wedding. How dare you. I promised her to be there with her."

"It doesn´t matter. I got a letter from my father, we have to go home. The enemies attack our country. You have to protect your people not celebrate a wedding while half of your people die."

She swallowed. The enemy country attacked again.

"Give me ten minutes I´ll be outside."

Her brother nodded and she ran upstairs toward her chambers.

As she packed her stuff the door behind her opened.

"I thought you left because of me, but your guards told me a war is started in your country."

A dark voice behind her said. A pair of hands found their way to her waist and stopped her in her movements.

"I´m sorry, Daemon. But I have to go. As you said right it is my country."

Daemon chuckled.

"As always when we move closer together."

"I promise when I come back I will be with you till the end. We will marry and have children and all that kind of stuff. But please let me save my country."

He leaned his forehead against hers.

"You know I love you. Promise me something: Don´t die."

She swallowed and silently started to cry. As he saw that she cried he wiped away her tears with his thumb. He pressed his lips softly at hers. She could feel the desire in this kiss. She could feel her tears and how her heart broke.

"I can´t, you know that."

"I know my dear. But please come back."

She nodded.

"I give my best."

He stroke through her hair and gave her one last kiss.

Now she had to go.

"I love you Daemon. Please pray for me."

He nodded.

She left the room with one last view at him.

As he stood there alone in the dark chamber he knew she wouldn´t come back.

That was the last time he saw her.

The last time she had felt his lips on hers.

The last time she was there.

Three days later the message of the death of her and her brother arrived in Kingslanding.

They´ve lost the war but won the hearts of all Targaryen, especially of one Targaryen.

He never forgot her.

She was always with him.

Till the end.

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Daemon Targaryen x f!OC (Oneshot)

A/N: Guys as I told ya I wanted to do this so enjoy it. It is my first Daemon I donnu if everything is correct but I gave my best. I watched House of the Dragon last week and got inspired so enjoy it. Have a great night/evening/day.

Spoilers for House of the dragon!

Warnings: fluff, menions of smut

Words: 655

The sounds of the city came up to her chambers as she slipped on her leather gloves. She pulled her hood on as she sneaked out. Earlier this day, she got a letter with simple words to lead her to a secret exit.

The night was cold as she run past the windows that were placed down the stairs in her tower. Every time soldiers crossed her way she winced. Every time they didn´t recognize her she breathed out heavily. She wore a simple cloak and 'normal' clothes.

Her view flowed down the dark hallway as she saw a dark person standing there in the corner. As she stepped nearer the person turned around.

"My Lady I see you got my invitation." "My Prince."

She tried to curtsy but he stopped her. With a simple move, he gave her a sign to follow him. They rushed down some steps and stopped in a dark alley.

They moved forward. At first, she was scared because of all those people but then she felt free. Once for a long time, she felt like a normal person. His presence behind her was like a safe spot for her. His right hand was always on her lower back to lead her through the crowd.

On her right, there was a man who spats fire, and a dragon formed in front of her she started to smile.

In a corner, there was a theater play about the royal family equally her home and her family. Rhaenrya was her Best friend since childhood. She got adopted by one of the Targaryen members years ago. She couldn´t remember which one but life in that castle was like in a huge family.

As the scene got stranger she started jeering. Those people didn´t know what weight lasted on the shoulders of Rhaenrya. They didn´t know how hard life behind the walls of the red keeps is.

"Many of them desire a male ruler. Aegon should be the heir."

"Their wants are of no consequence"

She says, brushing him off.

"They're of great consequence if Rhaenrya expects to rule them one day."

He said brushing after her, lightly chuckling.

They walked past a merchant, and they stopped. She took one of his things to sell out of his vendor's tray. With a simple look at Daemon, she ran away. He followed her but she was a little too fast for him. She bumped into a City Watch.

"I am Sorry… You are Emilia the adopted child."

She swallowed as Daemon appeared behind her. The Guard nodded and disappeared.

"What was that?"

"Don´t ask Questions. Just follow me."

He gave her his hand and led her through the allies. They stopped at a pleasant house.

"Daemon no…"

She said, but it was too late, they already got inside.

A lot of strange women were running around tonight she could feel the heat climbing up her Cheeks as she bumped into one. As she said sorry the woman just said Sorry and moved on with her 'tasks'.

She took a sip out of her wine as she waited for him. He simply said that she should wait for him.

As he returned he took her hand and dragged her with him. In an adjoining room, he pulled off her hood and her cloak with two simple movements.

They stopped in the middle of the room, and he looked at her with an intensive view.

"Fucking is a pleasure, you see, for the woman as it is the man"

He whispered as he started to kiss her.

This will be a night of great consequences. But from now on there will be another bond between them. Nothing like friends as they were before. It is more of an intensive bond, like in a relationship. This what happened will not be the end of the story. This is just the beginning, but if they survive is another question.