#anticonceptional

[hilliska]

Did Tumblr change something about its advertising policy or does Germany simply get a shit ton more ads than Belgium does???

I mean i don't use mobile much, and i get no ads on browser so i have no idea of the "normal" frequency but - i usually get like one ad every... 15-20 posts maybe? But now there's ads every 2-4 posts?!? Is that why y'all were freaking out over seeing pika-man a million times a day???? (The number of memes I've seen about pika-man FAR outnumbers the times I've see the actual ad)

[justanotherbloodywoman]

Have you ever heard some woman saying that after they started the pill, they felt so much better for whatever reason?

[cemitadepollo]

Heyyyy guys.

How effective has birth control been for you guys??

I havent really missed any pills (I take drospirenone and ethinylestradiol combined pills) but I took them late like 3 times in a span of 4 hours in very different days.

The last time I took them "late" (the info on the pills' box said its not late until you take them 12/24 hours late, and I took them at 9pm when I usually take them at 6pm, so its not late late and Ive never missed any pills but yeah) was on July 8 I think, so, since Id be taking my last placebo pill of this package tomorrow (these ones have 4 placebo pills and 24 active ones) I was on the third week of this pill package. The second last time was July 28, and the third last time was July 27, when I was starting the second week.

I've been punctual since then and Im starting my next pill package past tomorrow,,, I just wanna be safe in case anything happens this Friday night. So idk, thought I'd ask you guys.

🏳️‍⚧️This post was made by a bigender transmasc. TERFS go away please.🏳️‍⚧️

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

The AIB Boys as Toxic Boyfriends

Notes: NSFW - MDI - Abuse - This is not love - Mentions of drugs and alcohol - Manipulation - Corruption - NON/CON -

Includes: Chishiya - Arisu - Banda Sunato - Tatta - Karube -

♤ Chishiya

As a toxic boyfriend Chishiya is manipulative and insensitive. He will use hard words on you, no filter at all. He also believes a woman should stay home and just be a mother. He has seen women working and on his words "it makes them whores".

His Manipulation is completly mental, he wont land a hand on you ever. But he knows tricks to keep you back and in check. I said he would use hard words on you, well he would also compliment you when you do something he wants you to do.

Like, make dinner for him. Because you are the woman of the house. First time you do it without him having to tell you he will praise you making your heart go fast and feel like the first time you two met.

If he sees that you are not 100% commited to stay with him then he will fuck a baby into you. Does not matter if you dont want one, he will take away your anticonceptive pills and tell you how he keeps forgetting to use a condom.

♤ Arisu

He wants someone who supports him. But to a degree where if you are not by his side or responding to him in second he goes berserk. Needs to know where you are all the time. If he is at college he must know where you are. May put a track on your phone just to be sure. Or may have to use his father influence and make you end in his college with the same classes as him.

If you want to go out alone forget it he is making himself part of your group of Friends (who believes he is nothing but a sweetheart).

Game nights will end being your friday nights the catch? You must be watching him play. So no, you cant have your phone with you while he plays. Will make you sit on his lap to be sure you are seeing and telling you to see how good he is at this.

Arisu is also insecure when it comes to sex, gets shy and flustered....and that ends making him jerk while you sleep besides him or him drugging you to fuck you while you sleep.

♤ Banda Sunato

Banda is a red flag. He may be the most toxic one. From not letting you out of the house to use you as his fuck toy.

He will break you slowly, liking how you put up a fight against him. However, he has not patience at all, first week and you are already with cuts. You will soon find out he loves knifes outside and inside the bedroom.

He also will insolate you, forcing you to end friendships and telling you how your family is bad for you. If you dont coperate with him then a punishment will come. It may be physical or mental but after a few of them you have just his contact info in your phone.

Knows your password, forget about privacy. He also ends knowing your period circle, because he is a nasty bastard and likes to fuck you when you are bleeding. Laughts when you tell him its nasty, you are so silly.

♤ Tatta

Tatta is sweet....to sweet. He does not have lots of free time so when he has it he is with you all the time. Its not like Arisu, he cant force you to be at work with him so his resolution may be sweet talking you into forming a family with him.

Oh, are you worried because you two are young and your economic situation its not the best? Dont worry darling, just keep drinking your wine while I explain you how I have everything prepared (no he does not).

Yes, would totally brainwash you to accept it. Once he gets you pregnant he is making sure you dont plan on leaving him alone.

If you were never against the idea no one will think its odd however if you have said you did not want kids and then suddendly you have one....people will ask questions.

♤ Karube

Karube its a physical one. He does not like seeing you with bruises from him but sometimes you just cant seem to keep you mouth close. Why dont you chocke on his dick instead or starting a fight because you want to break up with him?

Honestly, the relationship started as a one night stand and then you kept coming for more. Till Karube felt it was natural to have you by his side for his use (so no, he never loved you) and manipulated you into staying with him.

You are his stress relief and he knows how shit your other relationships are outside him so he is sure you wont be running away from him and even if you do, you will come back to him.

[tarjapearce]

Can you write me a smutty fic on Miguel, where he’s her father’s friend. Also a colleague, rich n tall( I googled him 6’9 (210cm)) and a dilf fR single dad

Bro I LOVE his fangs, and don’t even get me started on his CLAWS, I feel like he would tightly squeeze my neck and bruisingly hold my hip/waist n dipping his claws, while playing out his fantasy with fangs( I want him to bite me [im delulu])

He talks you through it like : “ what a good girl you are for me” “cmon you can give me one more” , I can imagine him moaning in my ear while filling me up and then slide himself back so nothing goes to waste. He would fr call me mami, ma or one of his Spanish nicknames ✨😩🤌

I feel like he would bend me over the kitchen island? And and fuck the daylights outta me after my father asked him to keep an eye on me while he was gone “what would your father think, if he saw you, bent over his kitchen island for his friend?”

“I’m old enough to be your father”

The father arriving like an hour later walking into the kitchen saying smh along the lines of “why does it here smells like sex? Did you two fuck?” I feel like that would be best for second part, where he pops the elephant in the room, gets angry but secretly happy cuz Miguel is the only person in the room worthy of keeping his daughter. He would 💯say smh like this: please just use some kind of anticonception bs I don wanna be a grandfather yet. FR Mig would be so respectful and to even out the atmosphere he would fr tell the father that he is not the only one his daughter calls daddy or smh like that.

your writing is absolutely phenomenal. And I bow to you🛐

I hope you like it, also English is not my mother language, so please bear with me

Holly muffin tappers, nonny. THAT WAS HOT. And of course. Ask and You shall receive. ❤️ As soon as I get it done, will upload it 👌🏻✨

Thank you for trusting me such thing ❤️

Fic here

[rangercorpstherapy]

You all do realise that abrotion was like the best way of anticonception back in that ages, yes? And even with fairy tale-ish society of Araluen, they all did just that if they didn’t want babies because there were no condoms or pills....

x

[doiesfav]

+·ºEveryday Work PT. 2 - Haechan ||

THIS IS THE SECOND PART OF EVERYDAY WORK

For better reading experience -> PT. 1

A/n: this is just extra stuff but still thanks for the support and would appreciate reblog or follow!

MASTERLIST

banners and dividers are self made

''Fuck'' You in fact hated getting edged, your face was facing his with a serious or even confused stare, ''What, don't like it?'' he then smirked and chuckled a bit while you were processing what just happened. It indeed felt good although for a discussable amount of time. ''You are so pretty fuck it'' It made you shy and the next move was his lips touching yours, they were possessive and it made your entire body hot as if you had a fever. Your spot was already sensitive and without thinking twice you taped his shoulders to make him continue whatever he was going to do.

''I don't understand, use your words pretty'' You just wanted to shout it but it wouldn't come out of your mouth. ''Pl-please I- I'' and swallowed those words, ''Tell me baby, I'm not gonna eat you'' You inhaled for the last time ''Di-dick please'' You moaned as much as you wanted but didn't talk as much as you needed. ''Where darling, your mouth? pussy? ass? Say it without fear'' You bit your lower lip ''pussy'' and looked down not knowing where to look at. ''See, easy right? Well if that's what my good girl wants I shall give it''.

Then the sound of him unbuckling his belt got you more turned on than you were, and in just less than a minute he was completely naked on his lower part, if you had a meter it would probably measure 6 or 7 inches, you didn't really imagine what his dick would be like but it surely satisfied your imagination. You kept looking at it and it was obvious, ''What happened baby, you sure you can take it?'' Then he used his fingers to set aside a loose strand of hair of yours and nodded your head, “use words pretty” before saying yes you pressed your lips together “yes”.

You were getting comfortable by sitting on your knees facing him and pushed up your legs so your pussy would meet his dick, it started with just the tip which was already big for you since it was rather thick. Moans were coming out of your mouth uncontrollably and it wasn’t still half inside, your head resting on Donghyuck’s shoulder while his hands were grabbing your ass to help you take it easy. With a little more effort but painful pleasure, it was all inside you, Your nails were gripping his clothed shoulders, and moaned even if he moved one millimeter.

“If it hurts tell me, okay?” He really made sure you were fine, “okay”. Finally, you slowly thrust up and down which created some sloppy sounds of skins slapping each other. The way Donghyuck groaned got you more excited which he noticed, his next move was to move one of his hands that were gripping your ass check to start drawing circles with his fingers on your clit. That made your entire body boil as he was giving you so much pleasure that you couldn't handle, ''I'm close Hyuck'' Hyuck? Those words slipped out of your mouth but with the expression he made he liked it. ''Where do you want it princess?'' Your mind wasn't in the best state to answer him, you were probably so close to Cloud 9 but then remembered you two didn't use any anticonception. ''n-not inside me'' Then his fingers doubled the speed on your sensitive clitoris and he made you cum or in other words imagining the stars. Donghyuck quickly after you rode him he pulled out and spilled all his seeds on your stomach. “Thanks” you said exhaustingly, “no problem, thanks for your hard work too” and then lips were meeting again pressing each others passionately.

[odzfanfic]

I like odazai, but I like it especially with ♀dazai, and because of the same thought and just their relationship in general, I like the idea that during her PM’s years (talking about the dark era, when she was eighteen and oda was still alive) that they established some kind of romantic-relationship and dazai got pregnant after some time.

I just think oda being all excited and happy about the baby on her girlfriend’s not-yet-noticeable-belly is so cute. he can’t wait to tell the children he takes care of. dazai, on the other hand, is a bit... conflicted, but she’s still pretty enthusiastic about the idea of having a kid, her worries being about herself and what could she possibly do to the infant without realizing— and also about the mafia part— in no way a mafia is a suitable place for a child to grow up, experienced it first hand.

She was little to no surprised when the test came out positive, it’s not that they had tried to use any protection or that she tried anticonceptives. She just didn’t knew what to say about it at all.

She stayed on the public bathroom for hours. No one noticed and no one seemed to care. She sat on the toilet and hold her knees closer to her chest, surrounding them with her arms and staring to the white ceramic floor.

She only got out once she heard the speakers announce the closing of the shopping center.

She was not worried about telling Odasaku, but thought it would be the best if she did so, and as she finally processed it correctly she noticed she was already on her way to the older man’s house.

Odasaku wouldn’t curse her and tell her to get lost, if anything, he would be speechless to the sudden notice and wouldn’t know what to say. Talk about knocking up a just turned eighteen years old girl.

She knocked on his door and heard faint footsteps approaching. “Oh, Dazai,” he went for a full open the moment he saw her. “Come inside.”

Oda stepped aside to let her a pathway so she could make her entrance. “Could I get some tea?” she moved her head slowly and locked her eyes with his when passing besides.

“Sure. Make yourself comfortable, kiddo.”

She went inside and directed herself to the nearest couch she knew he owned.

The sound of the kettle being turned on and on the fire met her ears, and a little after the man made his appearance on the room. He sat on the same couch as her and took her left hand on his own to caress it with his thumb on a slow and comforting motion.

“Odasaku, I’m pregnat.”

She had spit it so out of the blue the expression on Oda’s face wasn’t something she could decipher. “Ah... What?” his tone didn’t reflect anger nor a negative feeling building on his throat to be thrown at her, just blant confusion.

“I’m... pregnant...” Dazai separated the words on her sentence to give them space so the man in front of her could make them out on his head.

A small smile appeared on Oda’s lips as he moved his head left and right. “You always need to make fun of me, no?”

“Didn’t seemed like your brain processed the information given. I guess that could be related to your advanced age.”

He sighed, smile on his face. “I’m glad about this, and if you’re on it too, I’m following along.”

“I’m not sure... but as long as I have an answer before it starts to get obvious it’s gonna be okay.”

“That should be fine.”

[qwertyu858]

There was a big rumor in my job (like, 3/4th of the co-workers and bosses) that the lady that I liked, the one that I have already mentionated here before (physically a 9/10 bomshell and she is also very nice and easy to talk and shares some hobbies with me) was a lesbian, so ofc, I was like 'ohhh, perhaps I could be lucky with her!!', so ofc, I tried to subtly test the waters and guess what??

She has a subdermical anticonceptive implant and is into casual sex with men.

So, you know. Not exactly compatible lmao.

Like I am not angry or anything (at this point, any other result than 'no possible' would be really surprinsing) and I will keep being just a friendly co-worker as always but I decided that I finally learned my lesson about listening to what other people say. They know nothing.

[xamaxenta]

Seeing as it's still Thirsty Thursday here, have an idea that is on my to do list. omega Ace fic, where instead of being paired off they can go into a cum dump room where they get placed however they're most comfy to just be used as a cum dump by whoever is on the ship at the time. Because freedom they don't have to pair off and they have a very effective of anticonception so even knotting can't knock you up. Also for the sake of storyline, you need to have bitten your omega before being able to knock them up and that doesnt happen with them set up in breeding bars and stuff like that. It's essentially just the fuckening but totally consensual and with prolly so many good scenes.

YEAH I LOBE THIS

the potential for Ace to get passed around on the Moby

Top tier

[treadsuren]

Why I don't like elriel as endgame

If Azriel and Elain stay together. Elain taking anticonceptives to avoid getting pregnant since her body is not prepared to give birth to Illyrian children.

Cassian & Nesta and Rhysand & Feyre with their children

Azriel and Elain:

"They couldn't stop it. The envy in their chest."

[lostlavenderer]

I think I'm sooooo funny my parents were talking to my sisters abt anticonception and I went 'this would be so much easier if you just had three gay daughters. It's okay 1/3 is not bad we can't all have a 100% success rate'. You could say I bring a sort of gleeful queer awkwardness to the table. book me for any family event for endless cringe gay jokes.

[camilbarnessss]

¤ The Invitation ¤

{ Aemond Targaryen }

《 Part 5 》

When Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen's big family arrive at King's Landing for princess Haelena and prince Aegon Targaryen's wedding, things go as they always do. Dragons, uncles, nephews and cousins discussing and fighting, tension on every look, and disconfort when being with each other. Just the usual stuff...until the princess Daera Targaryen got drunk at a ball where The One-Eyed Prince happened to sneaked in

Masterlist

Warnings: constant swearing, a lot of flirt, sexual touching, family drama, abortion/anticonceptive, breasts praising, lies and secrets bc that is what we all like, TARGARYEN INCEST [cousinXcousin]

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Enjoy your reading!!! Likes, comments and reblogs will be highly appreciated ♡♡♡

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-I have been feeling...sort of dizzy, this morrow-

Rhaenyra's unique voice speaks in a tired sigh, playing with her fingers. At her side, her dear husband was seated with a cup of tea, sipping from it briefly.

-Dizzy, you say?-. Daemon speaks with his eyes narrowed, curious.

Their manes were being blown by the fresh air of the morrow, for they were seated on the balcony of their shared chamber of The Red Keep, breaking their fast together with tranquility.

-Yes...-Rhaenyra nodds, slowly placing a hand on her belly, beginning to smile a little. Daemon's eyebrows went up, seeing that move-. A dizziness I have felt three times on my live-, she nervously laughs, thinking about her beloved Jacaerys, Lucerys and Joffrey.

The Rogue Prince stared at her, abruptly amazed, feeling how his heart stopped when recognizing that emotion of getting hopes on the expectancy on a child of his.

-I will search for the Maester, as soon as we finish-. He instantly said in a nod, not hiding his hurry.

His wife laughed happily and nervous, curving her eyebrows. Daemon looked at her with a pressed tiny smile, having a special shine on his purple eyes.

Every feeling of joy of them was interrupted when hearing the door suddenly opening. They turned their heads there instantly, failing their smiles when seeing who was entering the room.

-Queen Alicent!-, announced Ser Criston in a loud tone as he entered with her.

-We can see her-, hissed Daemon under his breath. Nyra looked outside of the balcony, rolling her eyes briefly.

-Rhaenyra, Daemon-. The Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, all dressed in green, smiled shortly while heading towards them-. Good morrow-, she smiles.

-Good morrow, your grace-. Rhaenyra forces herself to smile too, getting her hand away from her belly.

-In Dragonstone, we are used to knocking on the doors before entering a chamber-. Daemon speaks with his lips furrowed and moving two fingers tiredly, not pretending any kindness-. Things do change quickly in your realm-, he scoffed.

-I am sure the Queen has many matters to attend on this morning, my love-. Nyra looked at him with a tiny smirk, raising her brows-. While my father is in bed...resting...-she sighs, looking back at the Hightower with certain inconformity.

-Mmhmm-, Daemon simply emits, scratching his chin.

Alicent kept her frozen smile on her lips, nodding as she crossed her hands over her belly.

-I apologize my hurry, my prince-. She mumbles, barely being heard, and speaking again in a second-. Please forgive me, for interrupting your breakfast, but I could not hold myself, and wanted to give you immediately the notice of a dear invitation-, she talks calmly.

-What invitation would that be?-, Rhaenyra asks with a small smile, pleading on the inside that such invitation did not extended their staying in the capital. Daemon prayed for the same, and he never prays.

-The King and I would love to have all of our families gathered on tomorrow's night-. The Queen says while moving her hands delicately, smiling at every second-. It will be your last night in here before returning back to your beloved home, so it is more than appropiate to commemorate your staying with a fine supper-, she speaks softly.

Daemon sipped his tea, reactionless. Rhaenyra smiled, holding a sigh with all of her forces. She began to nodd, thinking that a family dinner is better than spending another day in the cold castle that, once, long ago, was her home.

-It will be our honor, to attend-. The princess nodded, and so did the Queen, who was also retaining some sighs-. Our daughters and sons, will be thrilled at the invitation-, she smiled.

-As well as mine-, Alicent giggled.

Both women lied.

-Hehehe-, Daemon laughed on his cup, burlesque.

-Wonderful!-. The redhead gave a low clap, and a step back-. My husband will be joyfull at your response, which I will give him right away-. She smiled, turning around with sofness-. Keep enjoying your meal-, she wished.

-We will try-, Daemon scoffed.

-We thank you!-, Nyra said.

Ser Criston outed the room first than his Queen, closing the door when she nodded at him silently. And then, the both of them abandoned the chamber.

The wed couple stared at each other again, not hiding their discomfort at the invitation. Not a word could be spoken, as the door was now knocked.

-Fuck!-. Daemon looked at there annoyed.

-Come!-, Rhaenyra allows.

The doors opens, and to the room enters Ser Erryk, wearing his knightly armour. The Targaryens sighed calmly, not too disturbed at the presence of this one.

-Good morrow, princess, my prince-. He politely nodds to both of them. Daemon responded with a humm.

-Morrow, Ser Erryk, good to see you well-. Rhaenyra greets, kind.

-The feeling is mutual, my princess-. The knight says, flattered for not being confused with his twin brother-. I come with words from the princess Rhaenys, who is out riding Meleys, at the moment-, he informed.

-Oh, what does my aunt sends?-. She asks curiously.

-To remind you that, before the evening of today falls, her Targaryens granddaughters and her Velaryons grandsons will be taking tea with her, on the east garden of the castle-, the knight said with neutrality-. She leaves today to her lands, Driftmark, and wishes to have a last meal with them-

Daemon smiled a little, looking at his wife, who smiled too with trueness, happy, for the princess was really lovely devoted to all of their children, excluding none of them.

-If you are so nice, Ser Erryk, please tell my aunt that the kids will be happily attending her at that time-. The princess confirmed in a dear tone.

-She will be telled immediately-. The knight nodded, smiling briefly-. Princess, prince-. He made a courtesy.

-You may go-, Rhaenyra said as they both nodded.

-Wait!-. Daemon called-. Ehh, Ser Erryk. If you may, do us the favor of already wakening the children-. He asked for, moving a hand-. They have had enough sleep-, he said.

-Indeed they have-, his wife laughed-. Do not trouble yourself much, Ser. Wake Jacaerys and tell him that his mother orders him to wake his siblings-, she said in a beautiful smile.

-Right away, my princes-. Erryk smiled, turning around and outing the room with firm steps.

While the couple kept on going with ther breaking of fast, the knight then headed to prince Jacaery's chambers, soon arriving in front of his door with a straight posture.

He raised a fist, knocking a few times.

-Prince Jacaerys!-, he calls.

Jace's snoring was interrumpted immediately. The brown-haired opened his tired eyes with a confused gace, sillied by his sudden awakening.

-Good morrow-, he murmurs sleepy, as if he was not alone.

-Prince Jacaerys, it is time to wake up!-. Then, he heard Ser Arryk's voice from outside of the chamber. The prinche shake his head, instantly getting up of his bead and heading to the door.

-Good morrow, good morrow Ser...-. He quickly greets, opening with a big smile, still having sleep all over his face-...Arryk?-, he doubts.

-Erryk, if you please-. The twin brother corrected.

-Erryk, yes! Come on Jace-. Jace whispered to himself, rolling his eyes-. I apologize. Good morrow, Ser Erryk-, he smiled.

-Morrow, my prince-. The knight nodded-. I come with instructions of your lady mother-. He says, and Jace raises his brows, interested-. She wishes for you to wake all of your siblings already-, he then said, as it was ordered.

-Oh...-Jace starts to nod-. At once, of course, I shall have them wake-, he murmurs with disposition-. Thank you, Ser, you may go-. He said kindly.

The knight nodded, and turned around to calmly go away in the hall. Jace closed his door in a sigh, heading himself to instantly have a bath and get dressed.

When he passed in front of the balcony, he could not help himself but snort a little. The view of the capital was not warm for him. He wanted to stare at the beach when waking up, as he always do in Dragonstone since he moved there.

And so, when the prince was ready, he went outside to the halls, on his way to wake his siblings.

First, he woke Rhaena.

-Good morrow-. She smiled sleepy, but gentle.

Secondly, Joffrey.

-I do not want to wake!-. He squeakened while his older brother knocked the door insistedly.

Thirdly, Luke.

He just stood, fully asleep, in front of Jace, who stared at him confused.

Fourth, Baela.

-Ah, gods be good...-she sighed opening her door-. Are we leaving yet?-, she asked.

-No-, Jace sighed-. And good morrow to you too-, he laughed a little softly. The princess quickly smiled, flatterly ashamed.

-Morrow, Jace-. She cutely giggled.

And, lastly, he went for Daera.

-Daeraaa!-, Jace sang while knocking the door softly, having no response-. Daera, we ought to go breakfast!-, he says.

But, as everyone does, he knows how deep the princess sleeps. Jacaerys sighs opening the door, covering his eyes with one hand, in case she was not presentable for him to see.

-Daera-. He names while entering the room, staring just at the floor-. Come on, sister, wake already up, it is hour!-. Jace scoffed in a little laugh. All he heard was silence, so he sighed, taking his hand off his sight-. Daera, we must go to-

The prince shuted himself up, going quiet when encountering with the empty bed of the princess. It was made, like she did not sleep on it, or as if she already woke up. That confused him hugely, furrowing his brows while looking around.

-Daera?-. He walks cautiously to the washroom, but it was empty too.

-To breakfast then!-, a happy Luke enters the room, already bath and dressed-. Where is Daera?-, he smiles curiously, looking around.

-...Not here-, Jace answered shrugging. His brother grew foxed too, tilting his head.

Daemon have had gone for the Maester. Rhaenyra, now alone in her room, turned her head, once again, when the door of the chamber is opened noticedless. She did not complain, at all, for she instantly saw it was the children.

-Oh well, good morrow to you all-. Their mother smiled at each of them, soon noticing the absence of one of the girls.

-Good morrow-, Baela nods with a quick smile, having Joffrey's hand in one of hers.

The princess narrowed her eyes, staring at them. They were nervous, it was palpable.

-What?-, she asks, serious.

-Daera is not in her quarters-. Rhaena answered at the second, worried. Nyra furrowed her eyebrows, instantly-. And we have not seen her since she went away yesterday-, she remembers.

-Riding Kalistrox-, noted Luke, ansied.

Rhaenyra sighed tiredly, standing up from her chair in an instant, pretending to not be dizzy.

And, a little while later, Daemon was now entering the Dragonpit with his fists a little tightened at his sides, walking firmly.

-Oy!-, he shouts to one of the dragonkeepers, who was just about feeding a goat to the beautiful Sunfyre.

-Prince Daemon-, the woman greet him politely.

-Skori gōntan se prince Daera arrived hen zȳhon sōvegon? [ When did princess Daera arrived from her flight? ]-. He asks immediately, coldly serious.

The dragonkeeper raised her eyebrows softly, turning around to face him fully with a tired sigh.

-Se prince emagon daor māzigon [ The princess has not arrived yet ]-, she then answered, crossing her hands behind her back.

At that moment, Daemon's eyes turned red, thinking about every posibilitie in his head of his daughter whereabouts, remembering that the last time he saw her, she was wearing that filthy belt of a man.

The woman narrowed her eyes when seeing how the prince breathed angrily, closing his eyes really hard.

-Where. the fuck. is Daera?!-. He shouted loudly and madly, making the other dragonkeepers turn to him with surprise.

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The sea breeze was kind, as well as the wind above in the sky, which moved small clouds slowly, sometimes covering the sun, which was still rising for the first time in the day.

Vhagar was snoring lowly, having her little eyes closed with tranquility. A steps from her, Kalistrox golden body lyed too in the floor, using the sand as his warm bed, sleeping profoundly, and calmed.

They, however, are not the only ones asleep in the sand.

The One-Eyed Prince's hands were softly placed above some brown buttcheeks, covering them from the breeze as the owner of them was slowly breathing, on the top of him, hugged to his chest. Efectively, Daera was calmly sleeping above Aemond's body, who was also very deep in his sleep, not having a rooster to wake him up this morning.

Their differents skins now have something in common, an that was sand on all over them, as well as dry drops of water, sweat, and probably saliva too, belonging to all of the heated licks they shared last night's full moon.

Prince and princess both were breathing silently, filled with eternal peace, being cooed by the low heartbeating of the other, those very ones that beated together the whole night and early morning, pressed against each other. Their hairs were a disaster, but their faces were the ones of unconcern and ease.

On a certain moment, Kalistrox moved a little on his place, accommodating himself, sleepy while letting out a slight sharp squeak, placing his head better in the sand.

It was due to that sound and move that the princess slowly began to wake, feeling her dragon close. She breathed through her nose, letting a lot of air out while startening to opening her tired eyes, patiently. Quickly, she became aware of the warm skin below her naked body, soon realizing that it was, in fact, another naked body.

She instantly looked up, feeling a harsh pain on her neck, but the pain went to the background for her, who felt how her breath leave her when seeing a face from up close. Her eyes shined, throwing away the sleepness, when she saw Aemond still sleeping, just a few centimeters away.

-Oh...-she whispered, amazed, remembering fastly everything that happened last night. Not only last night, but since she left The Red Keep on dragonback.

Daera felt her heart warming itself at the thoughts. And it felt godlike. At the moment, she was looking at Aemond's face as she never had done before on her whole life. There is this new perspective, this new feeling, this new emotion. She did not think of anything of the past when seeing his face, she did not felt annoyed or disturbed, she did not want to get as away from him as possible. She...she just felt so simply good.

So she raised one of her hands, placing it on his disheveled mane, and starting to caress it. The princess rapidly began to smile when hearing him humming sleepy at her touching.

He started feeling the hand of a goddess.

-Aemond...-. She called, and he swore then that this was also the voice of some divine being.

With pause, Aemond opened his single eye. By doing this, the seven gods blessed him with the sight of a silver-haired mermaid smiling to him with the beach waving behind her, and two sleeping dragons. The prince sighed deeply, locking his gace with her as he began to silly smile, in disbelief.

-The breakfast is ready-. She says-. We have sand, and...-she opened her eyes big, shaking her head-. And sand, that is it-, the princess joked.

-I was, at the least, expecting for some fish-. He murmured, and she trembled when hearing his morning hoarse voice-. Hmm, though it seems I will have to settle myself with some beach dirt-, he jokes back, giving a funny blink.

Daera did not hold a laugh, making all of her teeth shine. Aemond smirked lightly, giving himself time to still understand that this was really happening. They were naked and hugged on his deserted island.

-Even though I root for the sand, I am afraid our meal will have to wait-. She says in a sigh, looking up to the sky while curving her eyebrows a little-. It is morning-. She fears.

-Hmm, giving the sun, and the lost moon, I do agree, it is morning-. He conffirmed on a nod, smiling towards her tauntly.

-Ah, you get all funny after having your cock on someone's mouth, who would have said?-. She snorts, and the prince opened his eye big with a pressed smile, feeling his cheeks burn-...I like you when you are funny-, she murmurs flirty.

-Then I will have to get my cock on someone's mouth a little more often-, he murmured back. The princess smiled widely, letting air out. He stared at her with a dear awesomess-. Daera-, he named in a sigh, suddenly turning around after holding her waist with one hand.

Her back lyed against her throwed dress, which was covered of sand, and she looked up to him with her lips bited in a smile. Holding his weight on an elbow, Aemond sighed while looking her with a tender gace. He use this perspective to have a whole glance at her body, ignoring the pain on his back and neck and seeing her bare breasts and womanhood, all covered in dry sand. He wanted to take it all away with his tongue.

Daera breathed heavily, placing her hands on his arms as she too stared him whole, admiring his clenched abdominals and his manhood, which was caressing a side of her thigh. She gulped, forgetting for an instant she was worried about the present morning.

-You did me so great last night, my prince-. She whispers while stroking his shoulders with softness. Aemond licked his lips, staring at hers-. I did forget my name, for a second-. She jokes.

-Did you now?-, he laughs groundly, closening his face to hers-. I want to do it all again, to you-. Her ear shakes when he talked right to it-. Can I?-, he asks for.

-Can you what?-. She asked, understanding, but wanting to hear it loud and clear.

-Can I fuck you, again?-. Aemond whispered, beginning to place soft kisses on her neck. Daera trembled while forming a smile, taking his head and uppering hers to give him more access-. Can I make you mine, one more time, now in the water?-, he pleads.

-Aemond-, she moaned surprised. She pulled a little, trying to get him away, but his tongue outing to meet her jaw made her weak in a second-. Aemond...-she names in a low whisper.

-Daera-, he named. He loved to say her name reasonless, and she loved to hear it reasonfulled.

-I am afraid we will have to enjoy little of ourselves at the moment, cousin-. She said as firm as she could. That made him get slightly away, looking at her eyes-. Look at me, while you still are able to. As soon as she gets to the Red Keep, your Valyrian Goddess, will be slaughtered-, she sentenced.

-Daera, no-. He snorted with reproachment at the literal picture on his mind. She laughed a little, bitting one of her thumbs-. What is it that troubles you?-, he asked.

-You see, I happened to left the castle in a rush, and did not come back for the whole of the day. Now, in this beautiful morning, I am even later to the compression of my family-, she sighed heavily, closing her eyes. He started to look worried too-. Meaning, I am in a big of a problem-. Daera smiled.

-Why do you smile?-, he mumbles.

-Because I do not regret my insolence-, she shrugged in a smirk. He copied her, pressing his lips funnily.

-...You have to go back, then-. Aemond said, hiding his disappointment.

-I fear that I do-, she sighed. They stared at each other with some amusement, smiling-. Alright alright, no more time to loose!-. She shake her head in a hurry, breaking the bubble.

-At once, at once-. He also nods, fastly, getting quickly up and away from her. At the instant he let a hurted groan out, holding his back-. Oh seven hells!-, he swore surprised.

-I am no better-, she grunted sitting slowly, feeling how bad her neck and back pained-. Not so much of a dream now, oy?-. She smiled hurted, raising her hands.

Aemond took and pulled them softly, helping her to stand. Both of them sighed tiredly, feeling how their bodies acked. Daera picked her dress and underwear in a hurry, while the prince shook the sand on his arms, not holding himself to glance at her ass.

-Very well, what is your plan?-. He asked.

-Ahh, plan?-. She scrunched her nose while jumping inside of her clothes, quickly-. To arrive and get killed. Am I letting something off my mind?-, she shrugged confused. Aeemond's throat laughed.

-I will assist you-, he said, suddenly heading quickly to one of the hills, the one where his coffer was.

Daera grunted, putting her boots quickly, shaking a lot of sand of herself with every move. Meanwhile, from the shore, Kalistrox began to wake up fully with a big yawn and a loud squeak, shaking his long neck and wings covered in sand. Soon, Aemond returned, now carrying a black long coat with a hood, and a green apple. Seeing him getting closer, she glanced at his bouncing member.

-See, Daera, put this one on when you are entering the castle, if is for no one to see you that you want-. He said while holding it to her, under her strong gace-. This, eat it in the way. You only drank wine since you arrived, must be quite hungry-. He placed the fruit above the coat-. I am afraid I do not have something to offer to Kalistrox-, he mumbled, looking behind her.

The dragon roared, dissappointed from his place.

-I thank you for your help, cousin, it is truly appreciated-. She nodds with a sided smile-. But if you really want me to part from here, I will need this one to be quiet-, she whispered, pointing down.

Aemond pressed a smile, walking backwards and reaching quickly for his pants. Daera followed him with her eyes, smiling, at the same time she placed the apple on her mouth, and began to put on the coat with certain rush. Seconds later, he was now dressed from the waist to down, approaching again while all of his long hair interfered on his sight.

-You are ready to go, then-. He sighed, seeing how wrinkled her dress was. Well, how could it not? They fucked and slept above of it.

-I am-, she nodds, looking ashance at Kalistrox, who was now fully awaked, and ready to go. Aemond stared at him with his brows curved, and then back at her.

-Perhaps there is a way you can make sure of not being seen when arriving-. He said, gaining all of her attention-. I tend to leave Vhagar on Blackwater's Bay, for she does not fit the pit, so no dragonkeepers know when I leave or when I arrive-, he talked in a soft voice, always looking at her eyes-. Land Kalistrox in there, and you walk south for a couple of minutes, there you will reach a safe path to the castle, to a backdoor of its. There is rarely someone in there-, he says.

Daera nodded with a surprised gratitude, chewing the apple on her mouth.

-With the coat on, and being fast enough, you will safely sneak to your chambers-. Aemond murmurs with a sided nodd-. Do you think you can do it?-, he asks, starting to smile.

-I know I can do it-, she corrected, widening his smirk-. Thank you, Aemond-. She sighed with a honest smile, one he admires silently. Daera blinked slowly, seeing how his hair moved crazily due to the wind-. I...I have to ask one last thing, from you, I fear-. She whispers, directing her hands to his mane.

-Any thing-, he whispers, feeling how she began to comb his hair to the sides.

-When I am alone, have a moon tea delivered to my quarter, please-. She says calmly.

-Why?-. Aemond asks, too distracted on the feeling of her hands moving on his head so softly. He saw how she laughed a little.

-I do not desire for a child yet, cousin-. She funnily whispers. Aemond blinks, now fully understanding what she asked for-. I already have five to take care of-, she jokes, thinking of her siblings.

-Hmm-, he smiles down at her. He suddenly wanted to caress her cheeks, so he did, placing both hands on her face, which made her smile tinyly while still working on his hair-. I shall have the tea for you then, indeed-. He nodded in a whisper.

-I thank you-, she murmured, getting her hands off his head-. Better?-, she asked.

Aemond blinked with a smile, now wearing two thin braids on the sides of his head, surrounding it as a crown and making the rest of his long hair to stay in place, not bothered by the wind anymore. The prince bited his cheeks, staring at her warmly.

This was the woman's touch every man he knows dreams about, he realized.

-I thank you-, he whispered. Daera smiled with softness, accommodating the hood on her head-. Arrive well, princess-. He wished for, giving a last care on her cheeks before getting his hands off.

-You too, in your time-. She said, smiling.

Soon, she turned around, making him see how she escalated Kalistrox's wing easily, reaching her saddle in a sigh. Aemond took some steps back, furrowing a smile while looking at her. He saw how the princess looked around with a sigh, almost as she was saying goodbye to the land.

-This is not your last time in here...Daera-, he spoke amused and tender, crossing his hands behind his back.

She blinked, beginning to smile at him with true excitement, an emotion that he responded while licking his lips. Daera laughed, palming Kalistrox's back three times.

-Sōves, Kalistrox [ Fly, Kalistrox]-. She ordered in a clean laugh, staring at the sleeping Vhagar for one more time.

Then, Aemond found himself raising his head to see how The Golden Ray took off the land with a strong flapping, kicking the air as he quickly raised himself in this, carrying his dear rider with him. The One-Eyed Prince sighed with an amazed smile, seeing how her silver mane disappeared from a moment to another into the clouds.

Aemond closed his eye in a peaceful expression, curving his eyebrows as he soon began to chuckle, all alone, reliving every moment of the past day in his mind, making him to smile even wilder with every passing second.

He gave a victorious clap along a high giggle that resonated in all over the island.

And Daera was laughing even louder than him when Kalistrox crossed the clouds with a fast flapping. She, with all of the hood and her hair flying in the wind, and the apple on one hand, stared all around the sky while laughing happily, feeling insanely whole and free at this moment.

She screamed, joyfull and excited, to the clouds and the sun, jumping a little on her saddle. Kalistrox joined her in a big roar, happy for his rider's happiness.

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And, so, Aemond and Daera's master plan was executated.

When the dragon arrived to King's Landing, his rider directed him to The Blackwater Bay, heading to the most deserted point she could see. Kalistrox landed in there, noticing how the sand in here was dirty and not shiny, like the one back on the island he turned to liked so much.

-Shh, shh, my boy-. Daera softly shushed while walking down his wing, at the sime time she pet it-. Enjoy some time here, yes?-. She whispered, facing him. The dragon groaned tenderly at her-. I know you hate Dragonpit, anyways-, she laughed a little, placing back the hood over her silver hair.

The first step was completed. Contently, Kalistrox stayed on the beach, away from anyone's sights. He probably soon will be having the company of Vhagar.

Daera headed south, walking fastly and firmly, looking around constantly in the search of some unwanted follower, but there was no one, gladly. While she walked, she remembered the talks and touches of last day.

She recalled all of Aemond's confessions and feelings, how vulnerable he let himself be towards her, just because she truly wanted to listen. She thought herself that it was impossible that was the first time someone wanted to listen to him, but giving his initial untrust and coldness, it would not surprise her that much, if she is being honest. He was so defensive of him, until being sure that she ment no true harm.

At this moment, she couldn't not ask herself: what have they done to this boy? And why am I realizing it just now?

The backdoor of The Red Keep appeared in front of her eyes, which shined. And now with the second step completed, there was only left the third and last one. Going to her chambers.

She sighed, stepping in with no longer awaiting.

Daera ran a couple of stairs up. She hugged to herself at every second. She waited seconds before entering a hall, making sure there was nobody there. She avoided ladies and lords by turning around or pretending to be cleaning something. Oh gods, the coat and hood did wonders.

Sooner than expected, she victoriously arrived to her chambers, without having encountered with any of her family members. This is definitely a huge win!

Daera turned around at the instant she closed the door, placing one hand on it with a relieved sigh, taking the hood off with her other one. She formed a smile, shaking her head.

-I knew I could-, she whispered, proud of herself-. Oh, I want to pee so hard-, she sighed.

-Little miss-, a burlesque voice was heard behind her.

-AH!-. Daera jumped turning around instantly, scared.

She found princess Rhaenys, her grandmother, calmly seated in one of the chairs of the room. Quite comfortable, and with arms crossed, she looked at her granddaughter with a frozen closed smile.

-Fuck-, the younger squeaked in disbelief.

-Pardon?-, Rhaenys tilted her head.

-Gra-grandma!-, she suddenly smiles, pretending to be surprised. The older one just blinks, looking serious at her-. Good morrow-, she laughs.

-I have just arrived from a fly with Meleys, just to hear that your family is looking for you, for they could not found you-. She calmly talks, looking at her stopless-. I came directly to here, where you are expected to be first than me, but I see you arriving now...like this-, she looked her from up and down.

Daera blinks.

-Ha-, she lets a funny laugh out-. I was...just...-she shakes her head, pretending desinterest. Think, Daera, think!

-Whose is that coat?-, Rhaenys asks.

-Mine-, she instantly said, thanking the gods the clothe was not fucking green.

-And were where you?-. Her grandmother crosses her hands over her belly, expecting a fair answer.

Daera tightened the pressure on her lips, looking at her truly nervous. If she could not pretend in front of someone, is her grandma, who had that same look her mother used to, when questioning her.

She gave her something very far from a fair answer.

-Oh grandma please, please help me, pleaaaase!-. Daera suddenly falls on her knees, crawling to the woman.

-Daera, gods be good! What did you do?!-. Rhaenys instantly explodes in fury, abandoning the chair and also kneeling on the floor while she approached.

-Nothing, nothing!-. She instantly denies, gaining a harsh look of warning-. Nothing bad!-, she clarified.

-So where were you, huh?!-. Her grandma points at her with reproachment.

-I- I will tell you, I will, I promise!-. She quickly nodds, still pleading on her knees. Rhaenys sighs stressed, passing a hand on her forehead-. I just...I went to have some fun-, she excuses.

-Ohhh, that kind of fun you and your mother define-, she grunts menacing, knowing their meaning of "fun".

-Safe fun, I swear! I know you understand me, grandma! Grandisre told me some stories of your youth I still have not forgotten-, Daera smiles agitated, with her brows raised.

Rhaenys sighed, ashamed, shaking her head at the thought of her husband, who even lost, was finding his way to soften her heart.

-Safe fun, I promise you...-Daera hold her grandma's hand, who looked at her, worried and reproachful-. But I do know Father and Rhaenyra will not understand it, and it is just that...this castle is so fucking boring-, she sighs tiredly.

-Daera-, she named in a scoff. Her granddaughter smiled sadly, caressing her hands on hers-. Oh-, she looks away in a snort.

-Please grandma, help me-. She spoke lowly and pleading, having her softened eyes locked on hers-. It was just a little innocent fun...-she whispered.

Rhaenys gulped, staring back at her with her lips furrowed in a bemused tiny smile, beginning to shake her head slowly.

-The gods help you, my child, you are identical to your mother, long may she rest-. She sighed softly, placing one of her hands in her cheek. Daera began to smile, thankful-. Bloody hells-, she grunts giving her a soft palm in the face.

-Ow!-, she laughed with pain.

-Now go and wash yourself, Daera, quickly!-. Rhaenys claps insistedly, and her granddaughter stood up fastly-. You smell like something I do not want to name-, she shivered with disgust.

Daera loudly chuckled while running to the washroom under the amused and tired look of her grandma.

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Daera bathed and dressed herself properly. She outed from the washroom with a light sigh, crossin eyes with her grandmother, who was now seated on a side of the bed, facing the door.

-You look clean...-Rhaenys smiled softly, handing a hand to her.

-Thanks for helping me with my mane-, the graddaughter smiled, walking to hold dearly that hand of hers.

Her hair now was all combed in little braids that fell in her back and shoulders, with their points touching the start of her skirt. She perfumed Aemond's coat, to take away the dragon smell, and then made sure of hiding it well under her bed, as well as his belt. While she did that, her dress was taken to the laundry room by Rhaenys, putting it in the washing water herself, so no maid asked about the sand and dirt on it. She wears, now, a plain dress of silk with the color of her house, black and red.

-You are gonna have to...-. While the older was speaking to her granddaughter, the door was heard opening.

They both made silent and turned their heads immediately. While Rhaenys was seated in bed, Daera was standing in front of her, still holding hands. They stared at the door, where Daemon, Rhaenyra, Jace, Luke, Baela and Rhaena walked through.

Daera opened her lips a little, staring for a few moments to both Rhaenyra's boys, remembering the story of The Pink Dread Aemond told her on the island.

Tension was felt in the air automatically. While Daemon and Rhaenyra stared at the girl with clear angriness, her siblings looked ansious and worried, too, about where she has been since yesterday's afternoon, them all wanting to know where exactly was that.

-Where have you been since yesterday's aftermorrow, Daera?-. Rhaenyra went straight to the point, crossing her hands over her belly while staring at her, serious.

Daera bited her cheeks from inside, taking air. There are specific moments, just like this one, where Rhaenyra wanted to act like she is her mother much more than she should to, and that made her dragon blood boil.

-I am becoming aware of the commotion there has been since this morning, due to the looking for me-, the princess spoke calmly-. I apologize-, she nodded.

-We did not ask for an apology. You name where you were-, snorted Nyra in disbelief, stepping front. Daera stared at her, and then at Baela and Rhaena, who seemed inconfortable too with her interrogation, like it was her place.

Lastly, she looked at Daemon, who was arms-crossed behind his wife, staring back at her with seriousness and a judgement silent. Daera narrowed her eyes at him, ignoring Rhaenyra.

-I would imagine my lord father would also like to know, yes?-. She asked with a tiny smile, one Rhaenys copied. Rhaenyra looked down to the ground, playing with her her fingers.

-Yes-, his harsh voice instantly answers. Daera fighted to not tremble, intimidated, and gave a light nodd.

-Princess Daera spent the whole night in her grandmother's chambers, on yesterday's moon-. Rhaenys suddenly talks, calm and sided smiling.

-What?-, Baela gets surprised, as well as the others, who stared at her with their brows furrowed.

-She knocked on my quarters after arriving from her flight with Kalistrox. A little pass the hour, she arrived, indeed-. Rhaenys says, giving a pinch on her granddaughter's hand, who flinched offended. Luke looked down, laughing discreetly-. But...the girl is of age already, so it was not that late-. She simply narrates, so trusted.

Daemon blinks coldly, looking at his oldest daughter with his lips pressed. Hers smiled in a ashamed smile, scratching one of her legs.

-I also apologize, because I woke quite late, and did not let you all know that I am more than well-, the princess said while nodding. Daemon and Rhaenyra stared, trying to really believe her-. Mayhaps because I slept more than well too-, she jokes.

Rhaenys giggles as well as her siblings, having believed the story with no problems, trusting in her. Rhaena rolled her eyes in a scoff, thinking that it was going to be much worse.

-Kalistrox is not in the Dragonpit-, said an unquiet Daemon, moving in his place while shrugging, trying to find a discordance on her tale.

-He is not-, nodded Daera with tranquility-. I let him flying to wherever he wanted. We all here know how much he despites the pit profoundly-, she shrugged in the very same way as his father.

-Is this all true?-, Rhaenyra narrowed her eyes pointing at the ground. Daera looked at her, pressing her lips.

-It is all, princess, why would it not be?-. Deffended Rhaenys, shaking her head-. You are gonna dizz the poor girl with this interrogation-, she scoffed, caressing her granddaughter's hand-. And you are not acussing us of hiding something, are you?-. She asked with a firm tone.

Daemon and Rhaenyra stayed silent, looking at each other briefly when they understood the true meaning of those words. Rhaenys asked that to the two persons she has always suspected formed part of her son's, Laenor, death.

Rhaenyra took a light step back, deciding that the wisest decision was to close the matter in here. She does not want to face the fury of a mother as well as she does not want to face a grandmother's either. Not when talking about princess Rhaenys on both cases.

-Very well, in that case-. She sighs with a little smile. Daera began to smile too, satisfied because of her recession-. We are, then, glad that you had your-

-Clear the room-, Daemon interrupts her abruptly, looking at his daughter, who furrowed her brows with exhaustion, driving her gace away.

-Gods, Father!-. She squeaked towards him.

-Clear it!-, he insists looking at the others.

-Walk-, Rhaenyra turns around to the kids, who stared at the scene, fully interested-. Walk!-, she insisted, and they instantly did, in the middle of complains.

Rhaenys looked at Daemon, blinkless, and he looked back at her in the same way, inhaling slowly. The grandmother recalled to herself that this is the girl's father, and even she could not outpower that. Seconds later, then, she sighed, letting go her hand and walking away from the bed.

Daera let a tsk out, knowing that she was alone now. The last thing she saw from her siblings was Jace pointing at her burlesque and tauntly, biting his tongue until his mother pushed him outside, closing the door.

-I do not know what I am ought to do with you-, spoke Daemon with annoyance, tightening his fist.

-What, what do you ought to do with me?!-. Daera scoffed, turning around-. What did I do now? Breath?!-, she raised her hands.

-You are lying-, he accused coldly and firmly. She look at him speechless, highly offended, even though he was all the way right-. I do not know what I am ought to do with you, because you keep lying to me!-, he pointed himself-. You did not spend the night in the castle, I feel it in my bloody bones-, he spat his words.

-Father-, she spoke sourly-. That is a vile acussation-, her voice trembled as she shook her head.

-Spare the act, lady-. He snorted, walking towards her with annoyance. Daera closed her mouth and stared madly at him-. You can not fool me as if I did not changed your swaddling clothes when you were a dragon flea-, he talks, offended himself.

-Why does that takes place in this matter?!-, she screams confused and ashamed, looking around.

-Because you are my daughter!-. Daemon points at her, with a hurt on his eyes he was trying to hide-. Having your fun on Dragonstone and Driftmark is one thing, but you can not play with the capital as if it is your childhood yard, I will not have it!-, he discusses.

-"Having my fun", what does that even means, father?! Can I not step a foot outside of the castle without you seeing me as a war criminal?!-. She shouts, bothered and hassled.

-You are not the criminal outside, them all scum are!-. He screams with obviousness and insistment in his loud voice. She laughs, funnyless-. You can sneak out with your siblings ONE night, protecting each other, but I draw the line when you appear with yourself wearing some cunt's belt, and lying to my face about not having put a foot ON the castle after you took off with your dragon as if you were in a fucking persecussion!-, Daemon opened his eyes widely, speaking loud, but not screaming.

-Gods, again with all that shit! Let me breath, father!-. Daera cries turning around abruptly, heading to the balcony under his emotionfulled eyes-. You talk to me as if I am still a babe, a dragon flea as you say, but I am not!-, she looked at him with an annoyed tiredness-. Did you not see me, yesterday's sun, defeating Aegon's ass on the training patio?!-, she recalls with a hurted proud.

-Anyone can defeat that drunken, lighthouse-cunt-, Daemon snorts in a low voice, taking a few steps to her, who rolled her eyes when hearing him using the same insult towards the Hightowers she always do-. Listen to me, Daera-. He raised a single finger.

-I always have, and yet you do not listen to me back-. She sighed tired, turning to face the capital from the balcony.

-You do not think yourself the biggest because of being ten and eight-. He denied, groundly talking-. You keep lying to me all you want, you will eventually learn by yourself if that is what you seek for, but listen to me carefully...-he speaks, staring at her back.

-Mmhmm-, she humms while crossing her arms and looking front, pretending desinterest.

Hearing that dullness, Daemon shook his head in disbelief, suddenly admiring his brother, Viserys, when remembering how easy he made look it was to have a daughter. An adolescent daughter.

His own, doubtless, was just as everyone described her. Like her father. And that is seriously starting to worry him.

-You are a princess, a Targaryen princess, meaning that you have to be careful, with everyone around you-. He talked with a firm seriousness. He gulped at her silence, seeing how she was still giving him her back-. And over all that, you are Laena's and mine's first princess...-his voiced lowed. From her place, Daera's heart suddenly hurted, pressing her lips-. So I will plead you, for her dear sake and mine...-, he nodded-...Take care of yourself-. Daemon spoke slowly, really wanting her to hear him.

Daera stayed still, while the breeze was blewing her multiple braids. She just gave a little nodd. Daemon sighed through the nose, beginning to walk backwards.

-When you want to tell me the truth, you come to me, Daera-. He sighed, turning around, and walking to the door quietly. In a second, he left her alone, in a pure silence.

Daera's throat trembled as crazy. She felt how tears were starting to reach her eyes, even though she strongly fighted against it. But when her mother's face showed in her mind, she could not, suddenly letting out a broken sob.

She whimpered weakly, having the sun in front of her. Daera hold the tears as much as she could, but could not stop her eyes redening, and lips trembling, having her gace tightened of pain.

Daera sighed shakily, inhaling while thinking deeply of her mother, the one she misses so much, even after years of her death. Why did she have to be with child? Why did she have to die? Why did I have to watch her burn?

There are sometimes that she just can not hear her being named, it doesn't matter the context, for it cuts her so deeply when remembering how all things ended. The last words they shared, the last look. It all came to her in the worst moments, and she hated that. She hated to feel this sowrrowfull pain.

Daera began to curve her lips down, readying to allow herself to truly cry in the loneliness of her room.

But, the door is knocked, and soon is opened again, and only one person enters. This was Baela, who came in with a pressed smile of amusedment, seeing her sister's back in the balcony.

Daera gulps hard, freezing all of her factions in a second, begging to the gods to stop her crying, which had barely begun.

-Daera-, she named funnily-. Gods, father is so mad at that belt. He mentioned it at least six times when we were on our way here-, she says in a laugh, closing the door behind-. But, to me, you do have to tell the story of where it comes from-, she says.

Baela smiled, but began to grow confused when seeing how Daera was not moving at all, just staring front.

-Dae?-, she calls curious, tilting her head.

Her mind made her think of Vhagar, the last living memorie of Laena, and that caused her to smile at least tinyly, remembering how yesterday she finally got to see her from up close again, and caress her just as her mother let her, in all those years back.

That thought consolated her briefly, and finally, she could put the best mother in The Seven Kingdoms in the back of her mind.

So, Daera turned around, facing her sister. She normally smiled, funny, as if she was not about to cry seconds ago.

-Well, he can stay mad-. She scoffed, making Baela to laugh-. You shall know the story of the belt...soon...-she narrowed her eyes amusedly, walking to her.

-I truly hope so-, Baela snorted in a laugh. Daera looked at her with a pressed smile, suddenly thinking of when they were all little-. Well, that will be later, I fear-. She sighs.

-Why, where are you going?-. She asked curious, tilting her head.

-To ride Moondancer-, Baela answers, heading to the door-. She must be tired of that cave-, she made a pity face, thinking of the Dragonpit.

-Oh yes yes yes, take her out of there immediately-. Daera nodds with a scoff-. And tell Jace and Luke to take Vermax and Arrax too, they all hate it down there-. She sighs-. And take Joffrey to see if Tyraxes has ben feeded today-, she adds.

-I will tell them, and we will greet Kalistrox if we see him around-. The youngest nodded with a smile, opening the door while looking at her-. What are you gonna do?-, she aks.

-Amm-, Daera shrugged with boredom-. Gossip with the ladies of the court, I pressume-. She jokes, and they both laughed disgusted-. Oh gods no, I would rather go on foot to Winterfell-, she snorts.

-I would row back to Pentos-, blew Baela opening her eyes big.

They laughed funnily while wrinkling their noses, shaking their heads.

-Oh no, oh no no no...-the oldest sighs-. I will find something to entertain myself, be sure of it, now you go fly-, she nodded with a proud sided smile.

Baela grined at her, to then out the room and closening the door on her leaving. Alone, once again, Daera breathed through her nose, staying in a quiet silent while crossing her hands over her belly.

The desire of cry has gone away from her, thanks the gods, so no tear was teared even when she stayed by herself. Seeing, laughing or talking with her siblings always had this effect, to make her strong and firm again.

None of them needed or had to see her crying, and that is something she have always make sure of. Daera has always been the oldest of the group, the responsable of them all, especially after that fucking night on Driftmark. What would they think if they saw her sobbing at the mere recalling of it?

No...

She likes to be the strongest pillar, the firmest sister, even if that costs her no tearing of tears. Her father was right in one thing, she is a Targaryen princess. Very few can say that, and a lot fewer can say it so proudly, so she has always made herself feeling deserving of that earned tittle.

By being as fierce as the whole world praise the Targaryens to be.

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Daera, now, was placed on her chamber's bed, lying with her whole body softened. She has a while like this. Her previous ache, consequence of sleeping on the beach, has disappeared almost fully.

The princess has not come out of her chambers since arriving to them, so she has not done much, too tired to. While she lied in bed, she has only blinks, breathed, and thought, having a quiet time with herself.

Until, she heard some knocks on the door. They were low, almost unnoticeable for how low they were. But Daera heard them, instantly sitting on the bed with her brows a little furrowing.

Who was it? Her father again? Rhaenys coming for an explanation? Rhaenyra?

To find out, the princess stood up, walking with quick steps to the door, and opening it. There, she founds prince Aemond in front of her, holding a black leather canteen on one hand, and looking around with his widened eye until she opens, turning to look at her.

-Oh, Aemond, you fucker!-. Daera whispered exalted, grabbing an arm of his and dragging him into the room in a second.

-I expected a warmer welcome-, the prince mumbles, stumbling a little due to her great push. Daera looks at him with her eyes opened big, to then move her head from side to side to the hall, looking for someone, anybody-. Nobody is out there, I checked, princess-. He says in a sided nod, almost smiling.

-Gods be good-, Daera sighs closing the door, and making sure of locking it. She, then, turned around, facing him-. I apologize, my prince, it was not of my desire to drag you so hardly-, she says, ashamed.

Aemond narrowed his eye, finding her formality rare. Then Daera bites her tongue in a naughty smile, nearing to him with jumped and funny steps, making him to lower his sight.

-In case someone is spying on us-, she funnily whispers in a really low voice. At this, Aemond starts to laugh with his lips closed, shaking his head from side to side.

-Nobody is, I made sure-. He murmurs, amused, blinking constantly while looking at her. Who taught her this bright humour?, he asks himself. Her father surely not.

Since she saw him, Daera noticed he was still wearing the same braids she made him this morning, having kept their places very firmly. She felt a kind warm on her heart when acknowleing this, thinking deeply about how handsome he looked. He, on the other hand, admired all of the braids her hair now had, making her look so fresh, and beautiful.

-Forgive my skeptivity, there have happened some things since I arrived-, she excuses in a plain sigh, raising her brows.

-I was just about to ask, but you do seem more than well-. He tells a little curious, having his hands crossed behind his back-. And I have not hear murmurs of gossip carrying your name around the castle, that is an achievement itself-, Aemond says, siding a tiny smile. The princess smirks at him, crossing her arms slowly.

-I thank you for your obvious flattery, do not need to overdo yourself-. She cockily whispers, shrugging. He smiled silently, biting one of his cheeks from inside-. Yes, the plan did go as we wanted it to, but there were already harsh questions in my family when I arrived, regarding my whereabouts-, she sighs briefly.

-I imagine you answered those questions wisely-, Aemond supposes.

-Well, I am glad to inform you that my granddmother made a big part in that, yes-. She nodds, surprising him-. She was in here when I arrived, so there was no lie I could give her-, she explains.

-Did you...?-. The prince stares at her speechless when thinking she told about their day in the deserted island.

-Surely I did not!-, the princess denies immediately. Aemond breathes again, gulping and looking at her really interested-. She helped me, even though I did not especifically told her where I were, and she conviced everybody I just spent the night with my dear grandma...telling stories of ny childhood, how nice was my night-. Daera starts to whispering amused, placing one of her hands on Aemond's right sleeve, playing with it. At her tone and touch, he could not stop himself from smiling too-. So...princess Rhaenys saved us-, she nodded with grattitude.

-That is something to be grateful about, for sure-. He says lowly-. A pity I was not here, sounds like quite a spectacle-, he jokes in a murmur.

-Umm, yes, something tells me if you have been there it would have been a little more difficult to explain myself-, she narrowed her eyes.

-A little-, he nodds doing the same.

-Only a little-. She repeats scrunching her nose and smile. Aemond chucked amused, admiring her natural gift of delivering jokes. She looked extremely divine, while doing it-. But enought about me. Is there anything interesting about your arrival?-, she asks excitedly.

-I am afraid not-, he answers, and she snorts-. I apologize for not entertaining you-. Aemond snorts back, lowering his height a little to look at her in the eyes.

-I forgive you-, she shrugged.

-Ah you forgive me-. He nodded, giving her a tauntly smile. Daera gives him one back, raising her brows with daring-. I just arrived now-. He says, surprising her-. But my family is quite understandable about my long rides with Vhagar, and that I am already a young man of age who does not need constant supervision-, he calmly talks, almost presuming-. Nobody troubles themself if not needed to-, he nodds.

-I wish a was a young man then-, she sighs with annoyance, rolling her eyes.

-I do not wish you were-, he denies in a whisper, staring straight at her. Daera licks her lips and looks up, hiding a smile while seeing at his eye, silently. She thought of last night, feeling a growing warm on her core.

-It has been hours since I left the island. Why are you arriving now?-, she aks, holding her arms crossed-. Did you stay another while, thinking of me?-. The princess murmurs with an obvious double intention.

Aemond bites his cheeks in a low laugh, staring at the floor and them at her, who stared at him back with a flirty smile, having her eyes narrowed.

-Perhaps I did, but that is at a young man's discression-, he funnily whispers, widening her smirk-. I arrived just now because I made a few stops, along the way-. He says, taking a step front, and she did not flinched at the nearing, confused-. Stops to search for your tea's ingredients-, Aemond softly said, blinking.

Daera opened her eyes big, taking her glance to the leather canteen he was holding. When she looked up again, he nodded, having a little smile on his furrowed lips. She lets a dry laugh out, curious.

-But- but what about the ingredients on the castle's kitchen?-. She asks, almost smiling. He felt so good when hearing her stuttering. He turned around, calmly walking to her buodoir-. I thought a maid was gonna bring it to me-, she adds, following him with her gace.

-All of the maids and cookers of my home are rumourmonger, I fear I do not trust a single one of them-. Aemond talks while opening the canteen under her intense eyes-. I assure you I have read multiple books about how this herbs and teas works-, he says, now pouring the whitely liquid in a delicate cup of the dresser, letting her see how hot it was-...I know about this-. And he turns around again, facing her.

Daera slowly blinks, having her lips opened in a bemused tiny smile.

-...You made it for me?-. She questioned, not driving her eyes away from his one. Aemond take a step front, leaving the other things on top of the burdoir, staring back at her.

-It boiled in Vhagar's own breath-, he whispered in a nodd. The princess turn breathless, letting her shoulders fall.

-You know how to get me-, she sighs, walking fastly to him, who instantly ran to her too, holding her face.

Their lips met in a heated kiss, starting to eat each other out as if their lifes depended on it. Daera moaned when tasting mint on his tongue, at which she licked with hers, making Aemond to groan back in plessure, cuddlening her face on his big hands, caressing her cheeks.

She suddenly draws one of her hands to his pants, touching his manhood from above it, feeling how fast it hardened. The prince moaned lowing his mouth to her jaw, biting it when feeling the pressure on his dick. She licked his nose's trace religiously, surprising him in a low moan.

-I have not bath yet-, he points, breathless, regretting not having taken a quick bath before coming to her chambers.

-Do you think I fucking care?-. She snorts, suddenly separating and placing her hands on his chest, which breathed really fastly-. I would dine you even with ashes resting on your skin-, she purrs desirely.

-Gods be good-, he whispered shocked, planning on kissing her again. But her hands pushed him, from a moment to another, making him to fall on her bed, suddenly seated-. Gods be good-, he said again, agitated.

-So you are a maester now, huh?-. Daera asks, tauntly, walking to him while uppering her skirt, something Aemond stared at with a growing smile-. Um?-, she moved her legs, placing herself above of him.

-Only yours-, Aemond murmurs fast, not waiting a second to grab to her legs tightly, acommodating her well on his hard cock-. Any tea-, he says, silly.

-Oh, that is good to now-. Daera whispers over his lips, starting to unmake the tighted threads of her dress's neckline. Aemond hummed in pleasure, sliding his hands under her skirt until reaching her ass, which he grabbed strongly, moaning when feeling no underwear-. Because I think we are going to need more-, she says, opening her corset, and uncovering her breasts.

Aemond opened his mouth, foolishly.

-Gods be-

-I know, I know-. She interrupted in a sweet tone, taking his neck from behind, and drawing him close, slowly-. Gods be good, right?-, she blinked funnily.

Aemond's jaw clenched and his mouth opened like the one of a beast, leaning front and beginning to taste hungrily her bare tits, pushing her from the back to have her even closer. Daera moaned as lowly as she could, throwing her head back while caressing his, ruining a little his braids, but none cared, more concentrated on feeling each other.

He loose himself into her breast, licking and biting everything he could with a unereasable smirk on his lips. His cock, hard as fuck, was pressed against one of her bare thighs. And soon, she began to move above of him at the same time of planting wet kisses all over his neck. Aemond breathed quickly in a groan, pinching her ass with his nails and making her give a slight jump, just what he wanted to feel on his pants.

-Ouh you fucker-, she whimpered a moan close his ears, kissing there.

-Is that how you adress your maester?-, Aemond mumbles over one of her brown nipples, feeling it against his nose.

-What, you are gonna put pepper in my tea for my insolence?-, she mocks, holding one of her own breasts to near it to his face, tempting him.

-Do not give me ideas, princess-. Aemond whispered, to then pass his tongue harshly on that nipple, moving it from up to down. Daera moaned with a smile, curving her brows while moving her jaw above his hair-. Fuck, Daera, your savour...-he swore in a sigh.

-Savour me all you want-. The princess says pleassurefull, in heavens thanks to that pointy tongue of him, which felt so warm against her bare skin, while her skin felt warm to him, not having enough of it.

-A goddess, I am telling you-. He murmurs dreamy, opening his mouth and sucking on one of her tits, almost swallowing it. Aemond sucked this one stopless while he gripped the other with his five fingers, spoiling her so much.

-You are the god here-, she sighs silly, planting so many kisses on his braids and forehead, feeling how extremely wet her cunt was getting. He groaned at the praise, hardening more-. I will pray to you, Aemond-, she whispered-. I know you want me on my knees-, she bited one his ears softly.

-Yes, Daera-, he nodded in the middle of her tits, kissing the part where her heart beated.

-Daera!-

They both jumped so hard in the bed when she was named and the door handle suddenly was moved from outside. Aemond and Daera looked at there frozen, quickly remembering that it was locked.

-Jace-, said Daera scared.

-Open, sister!-. Rhaena laughs.

-Is Jace and Rhaena-, Daera grew even more scared.

-Daera?!-, Lucerys calls.

-Luke-, names Daera in shock.

-Open up!-, says Baela.

-It is all of your bloody siblings!-, whispered Aemond going insane.

-Ow, fuck!-. Daera jumped off his legs as fast as she could, and he stood up looking around, desesperated-. Do not call my siblings "bloody"!-, she pointed at him, mad.

-I apologize! We have bigger problems at the moment!-, he crazily whispered.

-Oh thanks for telling me, I did not know!-, she moved her arms in the air, whispering too.

-Daera, are you there?-. Baela asks from outside.

-I AM IN THE PRIVY, HOLD UP!!-. She madly shouts to the door from a moment to another.

Aemond raised his eyebrows silently, while they heard how the others laughed loudly from the other side of the door.

-Aemond-, she fastly walked worried to him, who held to her elbows with the same look.

-Perhaps I can jump-, he nodds, pointing the balcony with his head. She opened her eyes really big.

-And then have your corpse as a curtain?! Your mother would love that! Are you insane?!-, she madly whispered, making sudden little jumps.

-I do not know, this is a huge pressure!-, he whispered with the same madness.

Daera looked back at the door, breathing really fast at the fear of being discovered. She began to tie the threads of her corset again, feeling how her chest was coming up and down.

-Easy, easy-. Aemond holds her shoulders when seeing how nervous she was becoming-. I will hide-, he dictated, quickly passing his sleeve above her chest's skin, taking his saliva off it.

-Yes, yes-. She begans to nodd, trying to calm herself-. One second!-, she shouts to the door.

-Take your time!-, a funny Luke answers, and they kept making jokes behind the door, which Aemond nor Daera listened to.

-Here!-, Aemond snaps his fingers and runs to the wardrobe of the chambers. Daera followed him while acommodating, looking at him speechless.

Aemond entered it and closed the door. He looks so stupid. Because he literally looks! The wardrobe's doors were full of tiny holes, and his silver hair was more than perceptible.

-Are you joking?!-, she whispered opening the doors quickly, scaring him-. You are suppose to be the clever brother!-, she scoffs.

-Ah, then no longer a maester, huh?-. He says burlesque, stepping out again.

Daera looks at him with a agitated smile of bemusement in her face, beginning to shake her head. Aemond could not help but to smile too, knowing they actually had this under control.

-The bed-, they said at the exact same time. And so, they smiled bigger, staring directly at each other.

Baela, Rhaena, Jace and Luke turn around when the door of the chambers is calmly open. With this, they encounter with Daera, who was smiling with all the tranquility of The Seven Kingdoms.

-You do not let me sleep, you do not let me at peace in the privy-. She lists with her fingers-. Have me confined already, I beg you all-, she scoffs.

-There she is-, smiles Jace.

And, from under the bed now, Aemond rolled his eye when listening to the pup's voice.

-We apologize, but this could not wait-. Said Rhaena, openly entering the room, being followed by the others.

Daera gulped, knowing she could not ask them to leave, because she never does, so it would be highly suspicious. From his place, Aemond tightened his fist, ansious, hearing how all those steps entered the quarter.

-What a smell, Daera-. Luke jokes flapping a hand in front of his nose, pointing to the washroom, causing their laughs instantly.

Aemond's eye went blank at the tediousness he felt when hearing Lucerys talk. That dull bastard.

-Stop it-, Daera laughs too with her brows raised, approaching to them-. What could not wait, dear siblings?-. She asks in a sigh, placing her hands over her belly.

-Well, we are almost heading to our meal with grandmother, so we better arrive together-, planned Jace taking seat above of the bed.

Aemond looks up with a face.

-Ah yes yes, the meal-. Reminded Daera with a few nods, smiling.

-And...-with a smirk, Jace pointed at Baela.

-So it is true, then, that you spent the whole night at grandma's chambers?-. She suddenly asks, seating in the budoir's chair. Daera furrows her brows briefly, seeing that all of them were interested.

-Amm, did you not hear me the first time?-. She mumbles, turning around and pretending to do something with the curtains of the balcony. One thing is hiding her tears, but she hated lying to them.

-But why did you not tell us?-, Rhaena asks in a sigh-. We really thought you had disappeared with Kalistrox-, she says.

-We almost thought you escaped to Dragonstone-, Luke nodds with his brows up.

-It passed my mind, I will not say no-. Daera laughs a little.

From under the bed, and hearing the siblings talk, Aemond held a sigh and rested his jaw against his hands, on the floor, keeping as quiet as a paint.

He looks around distracted, until his eye found something worth of his full atenttion. He became aware of the hood and belt that were placed near of him, under the bed too. They were his.

-What will we have for supper, anyways?-. Daera ask truly interested, crossing her arms and takind side besides Jace on the bed.

-Gods, you could have invited us to the slumber party with grandma!-, Baela snorts from the boudoir, retaking the subject.

-I agree!-, Rhaena instantly nodds, crossing her arms and looking dissappointed at her sister, who sighed turning her eyes blank-. She always has the best biscuits...-she mumbles.

-Oh, she does-. Commented Jace in a concentrated tone, thinking of those cookies.

Aemond wanted to snort at his unnecessary comment, but now he was more interested in his belt and hood, at which he approached silently to, on the floor.

-It is not that big of a deal-, sighs Daera under the gaces of her sisters-. We did not plan it, if that makes you feel better. And besides, it was late in the night, you two were already sleeping-, she pointed strongly-. So shut up-, she insists.

Rhaena sighed, surrended, rolling her eyes.

-I would have woke up for those biscuits...-mumbled Baela in a snort, taking her gace somewhere else. She encountered with a steaming cup placed in this same boudoir, making her to look at it, curious.

-Now, tell me, how was your flight?-. Daera asks turning to Jace and pinching a cheek of his, hearing him laugh.

-Quite fresh-, he answers funnily.

Aemond pressed his nose in the hood's fabric, inhaling deeply when he felt Daera's perfume on it. He went mad at the fantabulous smell, holding a sigh with all his forces. The thought of her perfuming it with her own colone made his manhood to harden a little again.

Silently, Baela neared her face to that cup, seeing the content and smelling it carefully.

-And we saw Kalistrox from far!-said Luke in a happy tone. Daera smiles, standing up from the bed and walking patiently to him.

-Did you?-, she asks in a little laugh.

-Did you?-, Rhaena smiles dreamy, imagining how it would be to see a dragon while riding another.

-We did, he was in the coast-. Nodds Jace with calm.

-Though...a little too close to Vhagar, who was also there-. Said Luke with palpable disconfort, scrunching his nose when thinking of the she-dragon's rider.

Aemond clenched his jaw and looked at the floor with tension, separating a little from the hood when he heard Lucerys using that tone when talking about him and his dragon.

Daera let a sigh out, planning on defending her mother's former dragon.

-Seven hells!-. Until, from a moment to another, Baela jumped on her chair, getting suddenly stood up and making everyone look-. Why is there moon tea on your dresser?!-, she loudly whispered.

Daera's eyes opened wildly, frozen, and so did Aemond from under the bed, turning his head quickly.

-Moon tea?! What?!-, Jace and Rhaena stood up in shock, while Luke was mouth-opened.

-Keep quiet, you!-. Daera orders in a firm whisper-. Anyone could hear!-, she looks at them angried.

-Explain this!-, Baela points at the cup, surprised.

-Did- did you...?-, Jace blinks in blank.

-Gods...-Daera sighs with her eyes opening. She and Aemond forgot the tea, for fuck's sake, and that will cost her a great, great lie to cover-. Fuck-, she scratch her forehead.

-Tell us everything!-. Rhaena was the only one smiling big.

-Shh!-, Daera looked at her with a quick smirk-. I shall, at once-. She nodded.

-Do tell-, Jace opened his arms big.

Aemond gulped, playing with the belt's end while he listened carefully to what was about to be spoken.

-Alright, the first thing you need to know, is that I was going to tell you everything just when we were back to Dragonstone, for I do not trust this castle's walls-, Daera says in a heavy sigh.

-Uhum-, Baela nodds, looking at her at every moment.

-Well...-the oldest princess scratch her head, wrinkling her nose a little under the concentrated gace of them all, Aemond's hearing included-. Turns out-, she speaks slowly-, I mayhaps did spent the whole day of before...out of the Keep-, she admits.

Baela grabs her own head.

-You did?!-, Luke shouts.

-But- but the slumber party?!-, Rhaena does too.

-Are you insane?!-, Jace says breathless. Aemond tightened his fists, again, at his voice.

-Shut up, all of you, the adult is talking!-. Daera reproachs fiercely, and they all obey, looking like mots under the effect of light-. Yes, I did-. She responds at Luke-. The slumber party is not quite truth-. She responds at Rhaena-. And no, I am perfectly sane-. She responds to Jace.

-Seven hells-, Baela falls seated on the chair once again.

Daera plays with her thumb and littlefinger as she walks a few steps foward, sighing, and accepting that she had to do this.

-Effectively, that is a moon tea I am about to drink-. She slowly nodds-. And, effectively, it is because...I fucked last night, on the city-, she confesses. Partly.

Baela, Jace, Rhaena and Luke turned speechless, looking at her with their mouths and eyes wided opened. On the floor, Aemond sided a silent smile while nodding.

-With. who?-, Luke ask with a string of voice, having his face all redened because of the strong word she used.

-Gods, I swear I was going to tell you back home!-. Daera grunts looking at the ceiling-. The other day, when we were to the city with Helaena, I met a man-, she says.

-A man?-, Baela curved her eyesbrows.

-A boy of my same age!-, her sister clarified-. A...a smith, from the Street of Steel-, she says.

-What is his name?-, Rhaena asks with her eyes shining, excited of her sister's adventure.

-His name is...-Daera blinks, and Aemond bited his lips from under the bed-, Gronn-. She says, sure.

-Gronn?-, Jace scrunches his nose.

-His name is not his best quality, he is aware-. Daera nods quickly, causing laughs from them. Aemond let a quiet giggle out from his nose, closing his eye-. But we connected, that night-. She says.

-Is the belt his then?-. Baela asks truly interested. Daera sided a smile while walking slowly through the room.

-It is-, she affirms. They all sighed, surprised-. And he is who I spent the night with yesterday, after flying Kalistrox-. She looks really quickly to the bed's foot.

-And you fucked him?-, Jace questioned with an obvious blush on his cheeks.

-I fucked him, he fucked me, the wonders of life-. She calmly says, not appearing even a bit that she was lying.

-Gods, Daera-. Luke looks away, with his face already hurting for how red it was.

-I can not believe you-, Baela scoffs with a smile, shaking her head. Her older sister laughed briefly, shrugging-. And where was this?-, she asks.

-On his house-. Daera answers-. A tiny one, one of the half million out there-, she looks at the balcony with a sigh-. One can get...really lonely, in this big castle-, she nods.

Rhaena smirks tinyly, passing a hand on her hair. From the ground, Aemond blinked silently, just listening to Daera's voice while thinking of everything they did last night. She and Gronn.

-I guess one can...-whispered Jace, glancing really quick at Baela, who sighed with a surprised smile while looking at her.

-Grandma knows, then?-. Questioned Luke, tilting his head.

-Well, the best grandma of The Seven Kingdoms was the one that saved my ass-, the oldests says-. When I arrived this morning she was waiting here for me. She was mad, of course, but she helped me because she knew that father would not understand-, she sighs, full of gratitude.

-Wow, I would have never guess it-, sighed Rhaena with surprise.

-Grandma and Daera are the best liers in the bloodline, we know that-. Snorted Baela, making them all laugh.

Aemond blinked thoughtful, suddenly thinking about how he never have had this kind of conversations with his siblings. Not conversations at all, better said. He did not need them either.

-I will explain to her now, at our brunch. And mayhaps give her a massage, she deserves it-. Daera shrugged, and they smiled funnily-. It is more than clear that there will be not word of this to Father, or Rhaenyra, am I correct?-, she points at all of them.

-Indeed. Of course-, they all nodded. She smiled, trusting in their doubtless loyalness.

-One question-, Rhaena raises one finger with curiosity.

-All remaining questions will be answered at our meal, thank you-. Interrumpted Daera with a light laugh, and she sighed nodding-. Now, I ask from you a minute, I want to drink the tea, alone-, she says.

-You shall have it, then-. Mumbles Jace standing up, and pointing to the door-. Siblings-, he looks at the rest.

-Just one more question!-, Luke quickly says.

-Come!-, Jace tsked grabbing his arm and dragging him to the door. Daera followed them with her gace and a funny laugh.

-We will wait for you outside, yes?-. Baela closes to her, as well as Rhaena.

-Yes, please-. Daera sighs, taking both of their hands in hers, smiling softly at them-...Thanks for understanding-, she whispers.

-You know we always will-, Baela smiled with dearness.

-If I had the guts, I know I would also go out there-, sighs Rhaena with quick nodds.

-No, you do not have to prove anything to anyone, sweet bird-. Daera instantly corrected, giving a soft press on their holded hands-. You are perfectly fine as you are now-, she murmurs.

The youngest presses a tiny smile towards the oldest, who looked at her with a funny softness, having her brows raised.

-Go-, Daera nods to the door-. I will be out in a minute-, she says.

Their sisters nodded with their smirks, letting her hands go and heading to the door, following Jace and Luke. Daera walked a little quick to there, silently putting the lock on again.

-Oh fucking gods-, she tiredly sighs, closing her eyes-...What the fuck?-, she whispers.

She turns her head, seeing how Aemond slowly came out from his hidden place, looking around with cautioness. She could not hold a brief laugh, heading to the dresser.

He looked at her, following with his gace. He smirked tiny, walking there with firm steps.

-Seems you are a good liar-, he speaks low.

-Um, and you a good silent-keeper-. Daera said, facing him while taking the first sip from the cup-. Oh gods, it is delicious! This always tastes sour!-, she whispered surprised.

-Hmm, nothing a little cinnamon could not ressolve-, he shrugged presumed, and she laughed while drinking. Aemond starts to blink, suddenly paying true attention what she just said-..."always"?-, he repeated.

Daera looked up at him, separating slowly from the cup while forming a small smile, beginning to nod.

-You did not defile me, Aemond, if that is what you have been thinking you did-. The princess whispered, and he opened his lips a little, raising his brows-. I have some experiences with differents men...from different places-, she admits.

She kept on drinking the tea, while the prince blinked, slowly starting to nod and staring directly at her eyes, in which he did not see any shame or repentance.

-Oh-, he simply says. Daera holded a laugh at his expression, which was trying to pretend the surprise-. Well, that...that makes quite sense, now that I pay mind to it-, he mumbles.

-It does, does it not?-. She funnily laughs, making her eyes wrinkle a little. Aemond stared at her with a soft amusedment, feeling so many lightness from her-. I do have to admit, anyways, that...-she played a little with the cup's ear.

Aemond blinked, raising both of his hands to place them on each sides of Daera's face, who looked up at him with her lips wet and eyes reflecting the sun from outside. He smiled briefly, and she did too, enslaved by his soft touch.

-No former experience of mine posses the audacity to even compare to...what you and I did, last night-, she confesses in a very low whisper, placing the cup back in the dresser. Aemond gulps, feeling the warm on his heart, and the dearness his eye showed her-. I...-she laughs.

He lowed his height, planting a soft kiss on the princess's mouth, just because he felt the need to. Both sighed in quietness, kissing slowly, maybe for the first time. They did not know, they did not care.

The only thing Daera was sure of, at the moment, was that Aemond's lips are truly a new religion being discovered by her. She could not have enough of them, kissing them deeply but softly. Oh, and what about the prince? Who trembled at any touch of hers, who was kissing her back with no track of time.

Moments passed, and they were now looking at each other eyes, smiling closely and quietly.

-I am in a serious famine-, she whispered.

-I will hold you no more then-, he laughed briefly, caressing one of her cheeks-. You...you enjoy your brunch-, he wished for.

-Thank you-, Daera stared at his bright eye-. You leave when we are gone, unless you want to wait for me here until I am done-, she jokes. Partially. She did not hated the idea.

-Hmm...-he nodded with a chuckle, not hating it either.

Minutes later, the castle's halls echoed the laughs of the Targaryen and Velaryon siblings, who now were on their way to the gardens, to eat with their beloved grandmother, princess Rhaenys.

When such halls went completely silent, Aemond outed Daera's chambers, at last, having a smile on his face.

He walked down some stairs, and when people started to appear, he fastly began to adquire that straightened and tensed posture of him, with his smirk fading and his eye opening coldly, feeling all the looks and hearing all the murmurs, suspecting all the thoughts.

In a moment, he suddenly crossed paths with Rhaenyra, who was coming up while he was going down. They internally snorted when seeing each other, gulping.

-Aemond-, she greeted with a quick smile, stopping her steps slowly.

-Sister-, he nodded with no fake smile, not stopping for one second, pretending to not notice that she did.

Rhaenyra's eyes flickered as she followed him with her gace, seeing how he just kept normally walking. She makes a low snort, turning around and just continuing with her way up the stairs.

And, when Aemond arrived to the castle's first floor, he came just face to face with the big group of siblings, who were walking in the hall while talking among them animated and worriless.

The One-Eyed Prince kept walking silently, going in the contrary direction and not even glancing at them.

-Indeed, that is what you should have done!-. Daera was the one speaking at the moment, loudly while moving her arm while being heard.

Aemond and Daera crossed shoulder to shoulder in a second. She did not stop talking, and he did not stop walking. And none of them looked at the other even briefly. They did not acknowledge the other's presence.

And, as they kept going on their different paths, they began to smile discreetly and tauntly, pressing their lips, while the only thing being on their minds was the other one.

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[authenticleviackerman]

TW: suicide, homophobia, transphobia

I think the hardest thing I've had to learn today is that I think people say suicide is selfish only because they think they own you and if you commit suicide they lose a belonging. I told my cousin I may be starting Testosterone this year as a trans person in a state that doesn't let me change my name or do anything before I take hormones for at least a year so I told her this and she told me how anticonception made her feel bad and it's not worth it. I explained to her how starting T would be my last resort and how I've been agonizing over it for 7 years meaning I either do it or I die.

She proceeded by saying how it would pass the pain onto my parents, to which I replied that's exactly why I need to do something. I want to stay alive. I said how I was nervous to come out to my trans and homophobic uncle (who i love very much and who claims that he'll always love me) and she said it's my problem as if being trans for me is a choice....

I've spent most of my life feeling out of place, like I wasn't even really alive until I found out what being trans was. Then, the emptiness had a name and I was excited about testosterone and top surgery. Then I found kalvin Garrah who tells other people who is and isn't trans for some reason, and me being only a 13 year old kid who lives in a non English speaking homophobic country who was just questioning, I got shaken to the core. I tried not being trans so many times, each time got me the same feeling of numbness I had experienced before I started thinking of myself as male. I was worried I'm "not trans enough" because I wasn't suicidal because of dysphoria, therefore I wasn't trans. However I always came back to using he him pronouns because It felt RIGHT. I felt like I'm ALIVE.

I'm still terrified I'll regret taking testosterone. But I know that if I can't even change my name or get top surgery, I CAN'T go on like this.

I just wish that one day, if I do take T and survive because the only thing that helps me live is being perceived as a male, my uncle will understand.

I think this is why pride is important. People should know we're just trying to live like everybody else.

[alphamamalioness]

1° Ask - Yup! They still have the Heats/Ruts every 4 months.

2° Ask - Anticonceptional seeds don't have any harmful effects on bitties, please just make sure to have the right seed at the right way and moment.

[droppingdonkeys]

Have some headcanons about the Encanto that are slightly mature/gritty:

Birth control is available in the form of herbs, that’s made into tea. People who can get pregnant visit either Julieta or Isabela. This tea is also for menstrual cramps.

Other forms of anticonception are available too, usually in the back of stores. Family planning is taken seriously.

It is preferred for young couples to get married first and then have children but life finds a way. The community may gossip but above all come together to help each other out.

Socialist Encanto.

Love/marriage/starting a family is for any consenting adult in the Encanto.

There are gambling circles going from playing cards to boxing to chicken fights. It’s done away from the public eye.

Crime rates in the Encanto are low due to nearly everyone knowing each other.

There’s a couple of bars/pubs (like 4-5) in the Encanto, they all brew their own booze.

Recreational drugs are being grown in the Encanto but due to social pressure there isn’t heavy substance abuse going on. There’s work to be done in the morning!

Adultery takes place and gets the ‘we don’t talk about Bruno’ treatment.