#cw: astra loser

[crownedtargaryen]

As per your request: Could you write something about Jacaerys breaking up with a female reader and Aemond reacts and consoles her with ulterior motives? Thank youuuu 😘

Like seriously you are my knight in shining armor (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

take care of you. - brother modern!aemond

pairing: brother modern!aemond x innocent sister!reader (a/n): please note i do not romanticize or desire this upon anyone, this is purely fiction! CW: p in v sex, unprotected sex, incest, vouyerism? idk if that’s what is called.. aegon is watching tho, mild choking, taking advantage of reader, cheating, porn with semi plot, mild manipulation all notes are appreciated. words: 1.7k tag list: @asa-do-your-thing @twizzy123 @hopelesswritergall @clairacassidy @ad-astra-again

It hurt. I remember it hurting, the worst pain I’d ever felt. Seeing him across the party with her, his hands around her waist as he smiled the widest he’d ever smiled. I felt a sickly pang in my stomach as I stared at Jacaerys, his lips hovering over his as the music blared in my ears. My heart drops to my stomach, tears falling down my cheeks as I clench the drink in my hand, holding back the urge to wail in pure anguish. I couldn’t control my body, storming forward and staring at Jace. He notices me, jumping slightly and moving swiftly away from the blonde who looks me up and down, her hazel eyes burning into mine. I glare at her, jaw clenching.

Lannister.

“Sweetheart, let me explain!” Jace starts; I look at him in disgust, inhaling, my breathing shaky as I speak up before he can elaborate on this heinous act.

“I don’t want to fucking hear it. We’re DONE. YOU’RE done,” I say sternly, looking at the girl and leaning into her face. “Have fun with this bitch.” I then pour my drink on her head, wetting my lips and grinning at her. “Oops.”

She goes to swing, but someone grabs her; I look up to see Aemond Targaryen with a stern gaze, throwing her to the ground and walking over to me. Quickly, he grabs my wrist and pulls me off.

“We’re going home. Now,” Aemond says, making me look at him in shock. Aemond is my brother, but he’s never seemed protective of me. Why was he suddenly stepping up? It confused me, but I couldn’t bring myself to protest when I looked back and saw Jacaerys helping the girl up and glancing subtle glares at Aemond. My heart shatters, realizing he has no genuine care for me. He helped HER. Not me.

I sit on Aemond’s motorcycle, looking at him with glossy eyes as he puts a helmet on my head and secures it, leaning in and looking into my eyes.

“You’re okay; we’re in this together,” he whispers. His voice is reassuring, but his eyes say otherwise. I’ve known him forever; he’d never take advantage of me in such a state. However, I’m emotionally vulnerable, and I trust him. Aemond leans in, gently kisses my cheek, pats my helmet, and sits down. I snake my arms around his torso, squeezing gently and holding in soft sobs as we drive. I bury my face in his leather jacket, tears staining his back as I tremble and cry.

Time passes swiftly when I cry, and I feel us slowing to a stop. Aemond shifts off his bike, and I look at where we are. The LED lights shimmer, straining my teary eyes as I rub them and grumble in frustration. I slowly get off, Aemond taking my hand and smiling at me. My eyes shimmer as I stare into those beautiful violet eyes, admiring the discoloration of one due to the scar resting upon his face. He notices my staring, looking away and to the location we’ve stopped at.

“Let’s get you some snacks. Is that alright?” He asks, avoiding looking at me. I walk forward, holding his hand tight and looking at him with a slight nod.

“Yeah… ’s fine,” I croak, sniffling as I follow him inside. We scan the isles for comfort foods and drinks, Aemond buying us some alcoholic beverages to forget these pains and have a separate party, away from all those lowlife losers- as he said.

I offer to pay for such things, but he takes out his card faster than I can react and purchases the abundance of treats, making me feel a bit embarrassed and in debt to him. “I can pay you back,” I start, but he ignores me. I repeat myself, and he merely walks back to his motorcycle, urging me to get on as we ride back to our house.

Aegon is sitting on the couch, indulging in his snacks and drinks, getting over a hangover from the previous night. He’s watching some sappy romance, mildly intoxicated and on the verge of tears from the story. When we enter, he looks at us and grins. His smile falls when he sees my swollen eyes, frowning and standing up.

“What happened?! What did you do?!” Aegon snaps, Aemond glaring at him. Aegon rushes over, pulling me from him, which Aemond doesn’t take kindly. “Oh baby, what did he do…” he whispers, cupping my cheeks. Aemond, not enjoying what’s his being taken, snatching me away.

“I didn’t do anything. It was her stupid boyfriend; that cunt did something,” Aemond snaps back, Aegon’s concern contorting into anger. He goes to ask, but I notice Aemond shakes his head and then walks me upstairs, Aegon looking at me helplessly as we leave.

I sit on Aemond’s bed, looking at him with a heavy heart. He closes the door, and I notice he has a look in his eyes that I can’t mainly place, not thinking much of it. Aemond sits next to me, handing me the bag full of goodies as she pours us two cups of alcohol, handing me one as she looks at me with a small smile. I look at him and smile weakly, and he moves his hand to my chin, making me look at him thoroughly.

“You look prettier when you smile. Talk to me; how are you feeling, issa jorrāelagon?” He whispers, making a shiver run down my spine. 

My love.

My sadness grows as he brings it up, tears welling in my eyes. Swiftly, he sets down his cup and hugs me close, letting me break into tears in his chest. I clench the back of his leather jacket, pushing my body weight onto him. He rocks with me gently, petting my hair. I feel his hand trail down my back and up the back of my shirt, his warm hands rubbing against my skin and soothing me slowly.

“I feel so unloved… What- What did I do wrong?” I sob, looking up at him with a heartbroken gaze. He looks at me sympathetically, moving away hair that sticks to my cheeks from my tears. Then, he nuzzles his nose with mine, free hand stroking over my thigh.

“Sweetling, you will never be unloved by Aegon or me. You are too well tangled in my soul to be unloved by me,” he whispers, making my heart dance. “He’s an idiot, and he didn’t deserve you… I will treat you right. He will never touch you.” I feel my body melt at such words as his hand trail between my thighs. I fail to notice at first but then gasp softly as his fingertips graze my clothed cunt. A quiet whimper falls from my lips, biting my lip when he applies more pressure.

“Let me take care of you, sister. I’ll show you a true man’s love,” he whispers. I can’t deny him, body aching beneath his desiring touch. Slowly, my thighs open, and I whine, feeling my underwear dampen when he reaches between my pants and underwear, feeling how soaked I already am. “Oh gods, look at you.” his voice has become breathy as he slips off my pants, eyeing me up and down with a cheeky smirk. “Go on, lay down. Let lēkia take care of this pretty pussy.”

Aemond moves down between my legs as I lay back, licking over the sopping cloth and making me whine with my hips, making him chuckle lowly. Slowly, he peels my underwear to the side to reveal my new mound, slick and dripping down my hole. He moves his fingers along my folds, soaking them with the substance, then moves in, lapping up my messy hole and wrapping his mouth over the piece, looking up at me with dark and lustful eyes. I tilt my head back, his warm tongue licking at my sensitive clit as my thighs tremble, moving to his shoulders and moving in to surround his head. Soft pants and helpless sights escape my lips, his fingers moving to my entrance and pushing inside quickly.

“Fuck you’re tight,” he groans against my bud, making me shiver and moan out his name, which causes him to grin and go faster, shoving his fingers inside my velvety entrance with a newfound eagerness. His abuse of my clit drives me over the edge, making a mess on his fingers as he moves off my cunt with a filthy pop, gazing at me with a cheeky grin, slipping off his underwear and pants, throwing them to the side as he slides off his shirt as well as my own, admiring my figure. Aemond grinds his cock against my slick folds, pinning my hands above my head and chuckling slowly with heavy pants. “Good girl, you’re so beautiful.” he leans down, kissing my collarbone and chest, massaging my breast with one hand and pushing his tip in with the other. I clamp down as he eases himself in with a low groan, jaw clenched as he stares into my eyes.

“Aemond,” I moan, eyes rolling back as I wince at the stretch. “Fuck… I’m so full.” I struggle between whines, feeling him move in and out nice and slow. I see the door open slightly, biting my lip and whimpering loudly.

Aegon.

The thought of him getting off to this is filthy, and I wish to give him a show. So, I hook my legs around Aemond’s waist and push him deep into the spongey spot inside my cunt, making me arch my back and cry out in pleasure. Aemond grins wildly, pounding the spot full force as his hand trails to my throat, squeezing and pinning me down by my neck, biting his lip with low animalistic growls.

“Open,” he demands, making me involuntarily open my mouth. I watch as he spits into my mouth, his saliva coating my tongue as he sighs lovingly and moves in, kissing me passionately. His tongue trails to mine, spreading the spit across my tongue and pushing it down my throat. I swallow weakly, clenching his arm and bouncing with every thrust, choking out moans.

I whine loudly. “I’m close,” I whine out, Aemond nodding in acknowledgment. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

I feel my peak close in on me, but then I hear a familiar voice that drives Aemond to a quick stop.

“Not on my watch,” Aegon coos as he tosses a pair of my underwear to the side, the base covered in his cum. “Big brother’s gonna rail you until you forget about that fucker.”