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[yippi-yipp]

Blue Pearl

Who: Aemond Targaryen X Reader

Genre: Smut//Porn with plot (somewhat)

Synopsis: Aemond spends the night with a prostitute (you) at a brothel.

Word count: 2052

Tw: sex, prostitution, p in v, blowjob, rimming, unprotected sex, cumming inside, masturbation.

English isn't my first language so there may be some grammar mistakes, sorry about that! :(

Not proof read!

Fanfic under the cut

Prince Aemond, having just been crowned Prince Regent, is more stressed than ever. Between the war, politics and fear for his and his family's life, he just needed to go blow off some steam at a brothel, seeking solace in the arms of attractive women and ale.

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He put on a black hood that partially covered his silver hair and face, hoping that not too many people would recognize him, sneaked out the castle and started walking towards the Hill of Rhaenys.

When he arrived there, he took a left, then a right and there he was, on the street famous for his countless brothels: the Street of Silk. It had some of the most famous brothels in all of Westeros, including: Chataya's brothel, the Blue Pearl and Mother's.

He entered inside of the Blue Pearl, famous for it's exotic workers, beautiful and capable dancers, great musicians and even greater ale. He took of his hood and ran an hand through his long hair, he looked around and all he could see was naked people indulging in the pleasures of the flesh, excluding two dancers, who were you and another girl, who were entertaining a lordling.

You were wearing little to no clothes, just a bra made of pearls that didn't cover anything and a little white skirt chased with gold that barely covered your ass. You had golden rings on each one of your fingers, a diamond pendant on your neck and a set of golden earrings. You were the jewel of the brothel, even if you were one of the new girls.

Your abilities, including dancing, knowing how to perform a perfect 'Meereenese knot' and a never ending stamina made you the most requested prostitute and dancer in the Blue Pearl.

"You stay, you can go." the lordling said, pointing at you first then at the other girl. The girl frowned slightly and walked away, leaving you in the corner of the main room with the man. He wrapped his arms around you waist and pulled you closer and closer, until you were sitting down on his lap. "What's your name, sweetheart?" he asked as he put his lips to your ear. "Aryanne" you murmured your stage name, you didn't want to tell your real name to your clients to keep work and personal life separate.

"Well, Aryanne, how much for two hours with you?" he asked in an hushed tone, pulling back a little to look at you in the eyes. "2 golden dragons per hour, so 4 in total" you replied with a soft smile. You liked this one, he was around your age and he was good looking and somewhat respectful, you wouldn't mind spending two hours with him.

He took a small pouch out from his pocket and took 4 golden dragons out, he was about to place them in your hand when you saw his eyes looking behind you and widening. You turned your head around and saw Prince Aemond standing right behind you. He was easily recognizable with his silver-blonde, long hair, purple eye and eyepatch on his left eye.

"How much for the whole night?" the one-eyed prince asked as he placed a slender hand on your shoulder, you shivered a little at the sudden cold touch of his hand. "50 golden dragons" you said, raising the price quite a lot since you knew the prince could certainly afford it. He flashed you a smirk as he took out a small pouch from his pockets and gave it to you. "Is 100 enough?" he asked jokingly as he pulled you up to your feet.

You looked back at the young Lord you were supposed to spend a few hours with, he was a little upset that the prince took your from him but he didn't dare speak up against it. "I'm sorry, my Lord, it'll be for another time, mhm?" you said with a chuckle as you took Aemond's hand in yours and led him to one of the private rooms of the brothel.

You moved to the side a red, velvet curtain and entered one of the little rooms for more private matters, inside there was a king sized bed with silk and velvet blankets and plush pillows, on the floor was a large red carpet chased with gold and on the roof was a golden chandelier that had been already lit up by some servants, there were no windows.

You held the curtain open for him as he walked inside the room and looked around in admiration as he saw how well decorated it was. "It's nice." he said quietly as he sat down on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to join him. You walked towards one a small mirror that was placed on a nightstand and started taking all of your jewels out, not wanting to ruin them or lose them in the heat of the moment.

"You start taking your clothes, I'll join you in a second" you said softly as you then brushed your hair, powdered your face and took a deep breath, bracing yourself for the tiring night ahead. You got up and walked over to a table on the corner of the room, it had a jar full of Arbor red and two goblets. You poured a goblet for you and one for him, then walked over to him and handed the goblet to him. "It's a dornish Arbor red" you said as you took a sip of it, the red liquid warming your throat "it's nice." you continued as you took another sip then placed the goblet back on the table. Aemond watched you in awe as you drank the wine then placed it back on the table, admiring the way you parted your lips to drink, the way your hips would sway with your every step.

"What's your name?" the prince asked curiously, "Aryanne" you replied once again, you liked the way it sounded much more than your real name. "Do you want me to take my clothes off or do you want the honor?" you asked in a playful tone as you approached him and put both of your hands on his shoulder, his arms instinctively wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer.

He didn't reply, instead, he started undoing the laces and ties of your 'skirt', pulling it down after fumbling with them and revealing the lower part of your body to him. He licked his lips, basically eating you with his eye, before raising his head to look you in the eyes. "You're beautiful." he said in an hushed tone "Thank you..." you whispered as he cupped your ass and squeezed gently, feeling the soft flesh under his hands.

He then undid the ties of your pearl bra and placed it on the floor gently, not wanting to ruin it. Seeing you completely bare before him made his cock stir to life almost immediately, he became rock hard in a matter of seconds, the tent in his pants was quite visible...'he must be pretty big down there' you thought.

"G-get on your knees." he stuttered, he was getting a little bit nervous knowing he was about to have sex with the goddess in front of him. You obedied eagerly and got on your kness between his legs, looking up to see what he would do next. He fumbled with his belt and the laces of his pants, then finally freed his aching cock. Well, it was slightly bigger than average, a little curved to the left, the base was covered by short silver curls.

"Open your mouth" he whispered as he guided his cock to your mouth, smearing it over your lips. You hesitated a moment and gathered some spit in your mouth before you opened wide and moved your head forward, taking his cock almost entirely, you were a pro at this.

He moaned and gasped, rolling his head back as his hips thrusted inside your mouth some more. You pulled back and started licking and kissed the head, teasing him a little, before you wrapped an hand around the base and started sucking him eagerly. After a few minutes, he could feel his balls tighten and an orgasm approaching but he didn't want to come already.

"Stop, stop stop," he whined as he pushed your head back gently, his cock was completely coathed in your spit. You licked your lips and looked up at him with a confused expression "I don't want to cum already" he said quietly as he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Oh, yeah, right." you said with a chuckle as you wiped the spit off your face with the back of your palm. "Want to try my famous Meereenese knot?" you asked in a sultry voice as you stood up from the floor and walked over to the bed to lay down on it. Aemond laid down on the bed aswell, right next to you. "What is that?" he asked curiously "Well, i can show. Get on your hands and knees." you replied as you sat back up.

He took a deep breath and obeyed your command, first taking his pants and shirt off then getting on all fours on the bed. You crawled behind him and spread his ass with both of your hands before spitting on it. He gasped as he felt the saliva on his little hole and he couldn't even say anything because you immediately leaned in and started eating him out passionately.

Licking, sucking and kissing assholes...that was your specialty. He gasped as he felt your warm tongue lapping at his hole and before he knew it, he was a quivering mess. He never thought he'd like something like this soso much. You continued your ministrations for a good 10 minutes, before pulling back to take a breather. "Wow" he sighed as he felt you stopping and pulling away, he sat back down on the bed, facing you.

"You liked that?" you asked softly as you ran an hand through your hair and smiled gently "Yeah, a lot." he said, his voice barely above a whisper, as he laid back down on the bed. "Come here" he exclaimed as he reached an arm out to you and pulled you closer. You sat down on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck, before leaning in to kiss him passionately, your tongues dancing with eachother.

He put his hands on your hips and pushed you back down on the bed to get on top, he spread your legs open with his large hands then, without warning, stuffed his cock deep inside of you. You squealed, feeling suddenly full as one can be. He set up a fast and hard pace, his balls slapping against your ass harshly as he kept railed you relentlessly.

"Gods, i didn't think you would be this tight'" he said as he bit his lower lip to not let out an obscenly loud moan "fuuck, take it, take it all!" he said as he started going even faster. "Ah- ngh- yeah, yeah!" you moaned and whined as you started rubbing your clit with your right hand, amplifying the pleasure he was giving you.

"Gods- ngh, im coming, im coming!" he said as he buried himself all the way inside before cumming, painting your insides white. You moaned loudly as you started rubbing your clit faster and faster, orgasming aswell.

He stayed inside for a few seconds before he pulled his softening cock out, his breath was heavy, his cheeks flushed due to the high intensity activity. He sat back up on the bed before standing up and walking over to where he left his clothes before putting them back on.

You wrapped a blanket around yourself as you saw that he was done with you. "Well, thanks for everything." he said quietly, he was back to being the composed and serious prince he was before entering this room with you. He finished lacing up his boots and putting his hood back before waving at you and leaving the room at once "Goodbye." he said as he left "Bye bye" you said softly as you waved back at him.

Wow, that was one of the best fucks of your entire life.

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World on Fire

author's note: hi! this is my first time EVER writing a fanfic! i thought long about it and decided to publish it. english isn't my first language so there might be some errors (sorry!). its not proof read :( hope you enjoy reading it!! :)

AU: Rhaenyra and Aegon are twins, they are both 16 years old. Aemma died while giving birth to Aemond, who is now 12 years old, while Helaena is 14. Viserys decided to not remarry. Alicent has the same age as the twins.

!!Warnings!!: incest (targcest), barely explict sex.

Chapter I

Rhaenyra was strolling in the godswood garden, the sun high up in the sky, a gentle breeze made her silver hair, which was in a soft braid, flow in the wind freely.

She spotted Aegon, sitting against the heart tree, reading some book that probably had 2000 pages, it was probably an erotica; like that one time that she found him reading 'A Caution for Young Girls' by Lady Coryanne Wylde, one of the ladies-in-waiting of Queen Alysanne.

When he saw her shadow on his book, he lifted his head up to look at her, a smirk appeared on his face, some of his silver hair was stuck to his forehead due to the hot weather that made him sweat like a pig.

She looked down at him and smiled softly, her arms were behind her back, she leaned down and took a look at the book that he was holding: "What are you reading? I assume that it's an history book, studying a little would do you quite well." she said in jest, she knew him well enough to know that he probably held an history book once or twice.

He looked down at his book and then back at her: "Well, it's definitely an history book!" he said jokingly, an heartly laugh coming out of his lips.

"I'm still reading the book that one of the ladies-in-waiting of Queen Alysanne wrote. I doubt that it's actually a biography like people say, but it's still a pretty good book. It's entertaining enough." he continued, before closing his book with a loud thud and now giving her his full attention.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with some septa, doing womanly things like knitting or something?" he asked, putting the book down beside him.

Rhaenyra sat down next to him, wrapping her arms around her legs, her pale yellow dress getting a little dirty from sitting down in a not-so-clean garden.

"I didn't feel like doing that. I preferred spending some time with my oh-so beloved brother!" She said with a smile, her head turned to the left to look into his amethyst eyes.

"Are you going to sneak out and go into the city tonight?" she said quietly, not wanting anyone to hear them.

"Aye, i always do that." he responded quietly as well. "Can you bring me with you? I've practically never went outside of the Red Keep." she asked quietly, reaching out to take his hand in hers, their fingers intertwining.

"What?! Are you crazy? Father would kill me if he found out that I took you with me out into the city!" he responded in a loud tone, he didn't want to take her out with the fear that, if, Viserys, their father, found out he would have his head.

"Please Aegon, I'll die if i spend one more boring night here!" she begged him. "Nonono, i like my head attached to my body, thank you." he answered, almost angrily, before letting his gaze soften, he leaned in to kiss her, hoping that she would forgive him for not taking her into the city.

She kissed back, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tight as she kissed him passionately. When their lips parted, a string of their mixed saliva still connected them to eachother, Aegon chuckled before kissing Rhaenyra again to get rid of the string.

They were still in eachother's arms, their breath mixing, both of them taking in the smell of them together. Rhaenyra leaned in to give him a soft peck on his rost lips.

She leaned back and frowned slightly "Then why don't you stay at home with me? Just for tonight? We could...hide in some corner of the Keep, enjoy eachother's company."

She suggested hoping he would accept. "Just for tonight." he agreed. She smiled widely, and he did as well. "Do you think that father will accept to marry us? I'm 16 now, he wants me to get married soon and I don't want to marry a fat Lord or something like that. I want you" she changed topics.

They had already talked about marrying eachother, they would have loved waking up next to eachother for the rest of their lives, spending their days teaching their children High Valyrian.

Her eyes were looking straight into his, a profound sadness was into them, Rhaenyra always looked sad and he had no idea why. She had everything, people would kill to be in her place but she still complained about having to wear pretty dresses and spend her days reading on a bed with gold sheets.

"I think he will. If he won't, we'll get married anyway. We could...flee to Dragonstone and get married in secret, like King Jaehaerys did with his sister Alysanne." he responded softly, Rhaenyra smiled gently, hoping that he's right. "I should get going. I have a lesson with the Maester now. I'm actually going to study History now, I'm on the chapter about Aegon the Conqueror." he continued.

He kissed her lips and hugged her before he got up and walked away from the heart tree, stepping inside into the Red Keep. Rhaenyra was now all alone, she followed his every step with her eyes until he was no longer visible.

She could feel herself getting hot under her gown, the way his long hair looked like melted silver, it fell gracefully on his shoulders. She saw that he left the book that he was reading onto the soft grass, she took it up and opened it into a random page, reading a few lines of that erotic tome that Aegon loved so much.

It was page 104, the first lines cited this: -It was like there was a waterfall between my legs. He pulled me into a stable, a white stallion was next to us while we copulated. He pushed me gently onto the hay, he opened my dress open, he almost ripped my undergarments, he couldn't wait anymore, he had to dominate me right there, that second precisely. He placed himself right before my entrance, he was the key to my lock, my lips were parted in anticipation.-

Rhaenyra's cheeks became red, she understood now why the High Septon had burned almost all the copies of this book, but she was grateful that Aegon managed to keep one copy perfectly intact, she was quite invested into the biography of Lady Coryanne Wylde now: people say that she actually lost her maidenhead into that stable with that farm boy.

She closed the book with a thud and stood up, she looked up at the sky, the red leaves of the heart tree were casting a shadow over her, protecting her eyes from the sun. She held the book in one hand and the hem of her yellow-ish dress in the other, so she wouldn't trip over it and fall.

She walked inside and quickly strolled into her chambers, greeting Ser Criston Cole outside of her door and locking it behind her. She put the tome on her bed and changed into her night wear: a soft silk nightie in a beatiful white color.

She undid her hair, the braid that it was put in left it in soft waves. She hopped inside her bed and under the sheets, she opened the book and started reading it from the first page, hoping that in a few hours Aegon would sneak into her room from the secret passage that was next to her wardrobe.

After reading a few chapters, she fell asleep, even if it was still early in the evening, the sun was still high up in the sky and cast a soft, orange light on her face, enhancing her heavenly features.