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omegaverse betrothed lucemond is by far my favorite dynamic
Luke: after we wed, Aemond will delight in making my life miserable, i bet he is already full of plans to make me suffer for the rest of my days, he hates me.
Aemond, head empty: hmmm pretty wife
#omegaverse#omega lucerys#alpha aemond#house of the dragon#lucemond#lucerys velaryon#aemond targaryen
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Fanfic Idea! (ABO Lucemond, where Rhaenyra dies from Alicent's knife)
Rhaenyra died protecting Lucerys from Alicent's knife after she tried to take his eye.
After that day, Alicent was supposed to be executed, however Otto pulled strings, and though Viserys was extremely reluctant, he was forced to imprison her in her chambers indefinitely, with no one allowed to visit her, instead.
She has gone crazy, screaming that she didn't mean to, that it wasn't her intention. No one cared what she had intended. The Heir is dead. The Queen killed her. That is the truth that rang all throughout Westeros.
Corlys and Rhaenys, angered that Viserys allowed the green queen to live, immediately sprung into action. They told Viserys that Rhaenyra's children are not safe while the murderer, her followers, and her children lived in the Red Keep. They asked that they would live with them, in Driftmark instead. Unsurprisingly, Viserys was adamant that they'd stay, that he had already lost his (only) daughter, and that he refuses to lose her children too.
Daemon then appeared and the three fought to convince Viserys to send Jacaerys and Joffrey to Dragonstone, where Daemon will personally raise and train them alongside Rhaenys. Rhaenys, who was trained since the beginning to be the heir to the king, unlike Viserys, can teach Jacaerys everything he needed to know about ruling. And Joffrey would be taught under Daemon, to raise and train him as a prince and a warrior.
Corlys would have Lucerys in Driftmark, to be raised and taught the ways of the heir of Driftmark. Though Viserys was at first adamant to keep them all there, even going so far as threatening to imprison them, he eventually agreed when he saw the three boys and their cousins gathered together, crying their hearts out.
And so, they left, and it was a horrible thing, to convince both Jacaerys and Joffrey to let go of Lucerys so soon after they lost their mother, and to hear Lucerys crying, begging them not to separate them, but it had to be done, and so they were separated, with Lucerys only having Baela as company. Together, they mourned their losses.
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Time passed, and news spread. The two princes in Dragonstone grew, both presented as an alpha, but the one in Driftmark...
He presented as omega. What shocked the people was the fact that Corlys was insistent in keeping Lucerys as heir, despite it all. But they remembered how he fought for his wife's claim, and now, it was less than surprising that he continues to fight for his grandson's. Unfortunately, he had to fight once more in the Stepstones, calling Rhaenys and Rhaena back to Driftmark, with Lucerys already acting as heir despite his age.
It was to no one's surprise that Vaemond, coward that he is, decided to go against his brother's claim after ensuring that his brother is injured in the Stepstones. He plotted with Otto, who managed to keep his position despite everything, and the hearing was set.
Daemon, Jacaerys and Joffrey first arrived, and everyone was curious to see how much they changed. Jacaerys was calm and collected, a charming man, he had the stance of a proud general, one that is used to leading and fighting, a perfect mixture of one taught by the Queen Who Never Was, and the Rogue Prince of the City. Joffrey, unfortunately, was taught entirely by Daemon, and it showed. It was like the second coming of Daemon, a charming little boy, but there was a viciousness hidden in him.
Then came Rhaenys, Baela, Rhaena, and Lucerys. The crowd that gathered couldn't help but stare at Lucerys. Ignoring his coloring, he was the mixture of both Rhaenyra and Aemma, his face schooled like Rhaenys, calm, without a hint of anxiousness. Like he just came to visit instead of the truth, where he had to defend himself and his claim. He had long lost his need to hide behind the people he loved. Corlys ensured that he would be able to stand on his own, to have pride in himself.
He wore a dress his mother would have worn, a dress with the designs of old Valyria, but instead of black and red, like his brothers, he wore blue. What made it all scandalous was the fact the he, an omega, came into court collarless.
Jacaerys and Joffrey all but ran to him, and his facade cracked, revealing a sweet smile reserved only for them.
Jacaerys and Lucerys walked around the castle walls, Daemon had a hard time taking Joffrey away, since they needed to see his brother, the King, and Daemon did not trust Joffrey out of his sight.
Jacaerys and Lucerys strolled around like they had lived in the Red Keep all their lives, ignoring the stares, and eventually made it to the training grounds, where they saw their uncle Aemond defeating Cris Cole, apparently not caring for tourneys.
When he turned to see them, he ignored Jacaerys, and his eye lingered on Lucerys. Specifically on his shoulder and unprotected neck. Lucerys and Jacaerys glared, for him, their mother died. He owed them a debt, and sooner or later, it will be paid. They soon entered the courtroom, and glared at Otto, who dared to sit on the throne.
When Vaemond was finished with his bouts, Lucerys began his own, until Viserys came to defend his grandchildren. Viserys reinstated Lucerys as heir to Driftmark, ignoring Vaemond's words, angering him enough to call the three bastards, and Lucerys, an Omegan whore.
He kept his tongue, the rest of his head, however, separated from his body, and Dark Sister was fed with blood again.
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With the dinner comes the problem. Alicent, for the first time in years, was allowed to leave her room, to the anger of every single person besides the greens.
The argument started when Viserys decided to betroth Lucerys and Aemond.
All hell broke lose, however, when Alicent called Lucerys "Rhaenyra", and he asked if she planned to kill him too.
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So, thoughts? Violent reactions?
If anyone wishes to create a full fanfic with this setting, please tell me!
#aemond targaryen#aemond x lucerys#lucemond#lucerys velaryon#lucerys x aemond#aemond one eye#alpha aemond#omega lucerys#rhaenyra is dead#alicent went insane
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“Take Me”
a/n: viserys is cackling in the background of this lmao, this is also abo, but you can ignore that if ya want idc
daemyra gets a taste of their own medicine with lucemond, and the same exact situation that happened between them happening with the second sons>:)
bold and italics are Valyrian!!!
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It was a day of celebration for everyone in Kings Landing.
The day celebrated the betrothal of Lucerys Velaryon to the second son of House Tully.
Inside the main hall, in front of the Iron Throne, music and dancing and laughing could be heard and seen.
The Lords and Ladies galavanted and gossiped, danced and sang, feasted and laughed.
Some looked over at the Heir to the Driftmark Throne, sat next to his soon-to-be-husband with the Queen and Prince Consort sat beside them, to gauge the brunette’s expressions.
Others couldn’t careless as long as they were able to satisfy their greed.
However, one wasn’t.
The One-Eyed second son of former Queen Alicent Hightower and late King Viserys Targaryen, first of his name.
His keen eye kept track of every little detail on his nephew’s face, not once looking away.
Soon, the nephew catches his eye, and the two gaze into each other’s violet and dark orbs, taunting each other to make a move.
It was the uncle who followed through.
Walking towards his seated heart, he stands at his side, and raises a palm up to offer a dance. It catches the attention of all those in attendance, though they attempt to look dismissive and uncaring.
Lucerys stared at the offered hand, before putting his own on top, and was pulled away from his betrothed and soon to be husband after the feasts and festivities to officiate the marriage.
Sauntering to the center was rather easy, as the excited crowd parted, whispering to one another of how Luke’s first dance wasn’t with his betrothed at their own wedding, but with his own uncle - whom he maimed in their childhood.
The nephew-uncle duo soon started a chain of dance as the music picks up, and more Lords and Ladies join them on the dance floor.
“Do you not feel bored at this procession, my dear nephew? It’s rather dull, and lacks the appeal of a true wedding befitting one of the blood of Old Valyria,” Aemond starts, leaning his head in to whisper to his nephew’s ear.
His eye looked around, and he makes contact with the silently furious gaze of Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Black Queen.
“No, uncle, I find I rather like a dull wedding with so little fanfare. I rather dislike an obnoxiously jubilant one, it makes me feel rather…overwhelmed.”
Aemond twirls his heart, before the brunette quickly hits their hips back together with a soft thud of clothing.
“My dear uncle, I fear this betrothal to a mere second son of a lower House would prove to be unfruitful, and utterly flat,” Lucerys softly whines, leaning his head closer to his uncle’s neck.
His warm breath tickles the fuzz on Aemond’s neck.
“You play a dangerous game, my little dragon.”
“We’ve been playing this game since the day you and I came into this world.”
Aemond hums, “this game can go no further, my Lord Nephew, you will be leaving me behind for a mere second son of House Tully. He knows naught of our House, it’s traditions nor its history.”
“Then take me.”
The two went silent for a few moments, their eyes fixated on each other.
“My dear uncle, you know of our family’s importance, of our family’s history and it’s traditions. You’ve known me since I was but a mere babe. You’ve known me for longer than my betrothed.”
Aemond and Lucerys have long stopped their waltz, halting in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded and covered by a distracted and exuberant crowd from the eyes of outsiders. Their heads were leaned in close to each other, foreheads touching, cheeks nearly doing the same. They could feel each other’s exhales on their lips every time they took a breath. All while they kept their eyes on each other.
“So take me, uncle. Cut through the Queensguard. Take me in the tradition of our House. Take me to Dragonstone, and make me your husband, and I’ll make you mine.”
Suddenly, Aemond’s hand shoots forward, and clutches a side of Lucerys’s face. The alpha’s fingers at the back of the omega’s head, threading through his dark curls, roughly grabbing onto the loose strands.
“My Lord Dragon-“
A loud shout came from the Royal Table.
Daemon had stood up, and unsheathed Dark Sister, and was pointing its sharp blade at his one eyed nephew.
Aemond covers Luke, and whispers gently and quickly into his ear, so that only he could hear the next words coming from his mouth;
“Meet me on the back of Arrax tonight, I shall ensure you and that Tully man shall never wed nor know of the marriage bed, now and forever more. We shall fly swiftly to Dragonstone to wed, and consummate our long-overdue marriage in front of the Septons, and Maesters, and Maids. For you, Lucerys Velaryon, are my dearest heart.”
#lucemond#lucerys velaryon#aemond targaryen#hbo house of the dragon#hbo hotd#hotd#omegaverse#omega lucerys#alpha aemond#daemon targeryan#rhaenyra targaryen#viserys i targaryen#house targaryen#house velaryon#driftmark#aemond x lucerys#daemyra
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Lucemond classic canon-divergence, abo au where Viserys betroth Lucerys to Aemond after the eye incident. With a twist.
The union between alpha and omega is a sacred thing. It’s cherished by the old gods and new, especially by the Targaryens because it will bring heirs and dragons. Lucerys respects such union, and so does Aemond.
Lucerys has always been a loving and compassionate kid, though he can be cheeky and mischievous sometimes, in his core, he always cares for others. He is a little chubby and clumsy, not overly good with swords, but has a passion in embroidery. He will be an omega like his mother, all people say. Lucerys believes them.
Apparently King Viserys believes this too, because his solution to Lucerys taking out Aemond’s eye is to betroth those two boys. Another union of alpha and omega will mend the rift in our house, the King declares. Queen Alicent objects of course, but to no avail. Surprisingly, Aemond doesn’t seem to mind too much. So the matter is settled. Lucerys will go to King’s Landing as prince Aemond’s betrothed. They will learn, train and grow up together, and after they both present, the wedding will be held in the capital.
Those first months are the hardest. Lucerys is all alone in a place he once called home, but now filled with strangers. Aemond is still healing, so basically all Lucerys does is reading to his uncle, his betrothed. He has a soft voice and perfect pronunciation of high valyrian, a relaxation like no other, his mother would say. Lucerys hopes Aemond would feel the same. He desperately wants to make things better, to take away Aemond’s pain, even for a little while. Aemond just listens, never demanding him to leave nor making him stop. Little by little, Lucerys could see Aemond relax, tension fading from his shoulders, a painful frown turning into a slight smile. Not until Aemond falls asleep without the help of milk of the poppy for the first time in two months does Lucerys deem this as a win.
After Aemond resumes training, Lucerys finds himself a new routine. He would accompany Aemond to the training yard at the crack of dawn and sits there to watch. Aemond normally pays him no mind as the one-eyed prince trains hard to regain control over his body. Lucerys flinches every time there is a clash of swords, but he forces himself to stand still. After training, he would go with Aemond to the Dragon Pit. One and a half year later, on a random morning, when Lucerys greets Aemond outside the latter’s chamber, he gets a whispered good morning in return.
They come to a truce, or even a real relationship, Lucerys would argue. Aemond presents at his 14th nameday, an alpha like everyone expects. Lucerys meets him after Aemond recovers from his first rut, the first thing Lucerys notices is the proud smile spread across the alpha’s face.
“Congratulations, uncle. I am sure you will be a formidable alpha.” Lucerys says with all his heart.
“I thank you, nephew.” Aemond replies with dignity and pride.
“I brought you a gift.” Lucerys pauses before draws a small embroidered handkerchief from his pocket and presents it to Aemond. On the light blue silk is a massive dragon about to take flight.
“Forgive me, uncle, the needlework is not that intricate. You don’t have to use it, of course, I just hope you could accept this as your presentation gift.” Lucerys rambles, heat creeping up to his cheek.
“Did you make this yourself?” Aemond asks, seemly intrigued by the embroidered dragon.
“Yes.” Lucerys admits.
“Then I shall keep it on me at all times.” Aemond tucks the handkerchief in his tunic and gently takes Lucerys’s shaking hand into his calloused palm. “It reminds me of my duty and commitment to you, nephew, as your alpha.”
Lucerys stares right into Aemond’s lone eye, and all he sees is tenderness and devotion. That’s when he realizes he is in love with Aemond. Maybe he always has been.
“I thought you didn’t want me, didn’t want our betrothal because I hurt you.” Lucerys manages to babble among hiccups.
“Don’t cry, sweet omega.” Aemond calls him omega even though Lucerys hasn’t presented yet. “Nobody is able to resist your stubbornness it seems, not even me.”
Lucerys chuckles as he leans in for Aemond’s touch.
People at the Red Keep start to call them lovebirds, much to Queen Alicent’s chagrin. The King is thrilled despite his ailing health. He sees an alpha-omega union with so much potential and happiness. Now it’s Aemond who accompanies Lucerys everywhere, to read, to take a leisure stroll in the garden, to fly on dragon back. Lucerys can’t wait to present. Sometimes he daydreams about the children he and Aemond would have, all with silver hair and violet eyes, little dragons who are both adorable and fierce.
All his happiness end on that fateful day. Vaemond Velaryon challenges his claim to Driftmark so there is a petition held in the throne room. Lucerys isn’t worried, no, because his mother and family are here, he knows they will defend him at all cost. And there is Aemond. His alpha keeps a steady grip on his wrist during the whole ordeal. Vaemond’s accusations are harsh, but that man soon loses his head for his arrogance and vulgar insult. Lucerys collapses after seeing all the blood spilled on the floor. He hates blood and conflict, all of which reminds him of when he hurt his alpha. He feels hot, the air suffocating, the bloody smell blocking all his senses, and Lucerys presents. As an alpha.
When he comes to, it is well past midnight and Lucerys is in his chamber. Rhaenyra is there, offering her sweet lavender scent as comfort, but Aemond is nowhere to be seen.
“Where is Aemond, mother?” Lucerys asks. To him, not seeing Aemond has become an anomaly.
“My sweet boy, it is not appropriate for your uncle to visit you in your private chamber at such late hour.” Rhaenyra answers, stroking her son’s unruly curls.
“But he’s my betrothed.” Lucerys argues. Panic begins to rise from his gut when his mother hastily breaks eye contact.
“Your betrothal is annulled as you both present as alphas. The King deeply regrets this but for continuation of our family, you are to marry another omega and sire children. Rhaena, maybe, if the King accepts my petition.��
Lucerys’s world shatters. Did Aemond willingly agree to this? Why didn’t he defend their relationship? Are his promises all lies? Does Aemond only love him for his second gender? Does Aemond abandon him because Lucerys couldn't bear children?
“No. I won’t accept this.” Lucerys struggles to get off the bed. “I want to talk to Aemond. We love each other, mother. He promised. He promised we would marry.”
“Oh, sweet boy, I am so sorry.” Rhaenrya embraces her trembling son. “I don’t think it is wise taking to Aemond now. In fact, it is him who suggests the betrothal to be annulled.”
Lucerys’s resolution breaks along with his heart as Rhaenyra hands him a handkerchief with dragon embroidery.
It turns out, promises are meant to be broken. Lucerys has always been a loving and compassionate kid; he cares for others and avoids violence as best as he can. He loves unconditionally and whole-heartedly.
He is not that boy anymore. A part of him died with his betrothal, turned to ashes and buried deep in the ground. He is not that boy when he leaves King’s Landing on Arrax, swearing never to return. He is not that boy when he enters the great hall of Storm’s End. He is not that boy when he sees Aemond’s measured expression falter for a split second.
He is not that boy when he proudly tells lord Borros that he shall take the lord’s word back to the Queen but bear in mind that prince Aemond is an oathbreaker. He broke a promise once. He will not hesitate to break them again.
Lucerys is not that naive boy anymore. When he sees Aemond’s shocked face as he falls from the sky, he feels no pity, only a cruel sense of contentment.
If I cannot have you as my alpha, uncle, at least I can take your sanity away. I will haunt you to your last breath because I promised I would always be with you and I am not an oathbreaker.
That is Lucerys’s last thought before he is welcomed by eternal darkness.
#lucemond#aemond x lucerys#aemond targaryen#lucerys velaryon#alpha aemond#alpha lucerys#hotd#house of the dragon
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HEADCANON; AEMOND TARGARYEN, AN ALPHA, COURTING AND MARRYING YOU, AN OMEGA
pairing; alpha aemond targaryen x omega fem!reader
first; may i request courtship hcs for alpha!aemond x omega!reader? but the reader is racially ambiguous? You can sprinkle in some nsfw if you like
second request; listen ok all i need is possessive alpha!aemond with a breeding kink i’m begging you
warnings; nsfw (18+), omegaverse, alpha and omega, heat and rut, knotting, scenting, claiming, biting, breeding, praising, degradation, penetrative sex, oral sex (f receiving)
author's note; i have been in such a daze of writing for my love aemond and im finally getting to write a/b/o aaaaa!!! thanks for the requests <3
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➼ you arrive at court as a lady in waiting for princess helaena and naturally, you spend a lot of time with her
➼ your house is well known by most for its wonderful wine and beautiful fabrics but it isn't as powerful as the great houses of westeros so when your father's offer to serve as a lady in waiting was accepted, your family is happy about it
➼ you don't care about it much at first but after you start to befriend helaena, you start to be a little happier in such a foreign place
➼ it is difficult for you as an omega to leave your home, to leave the people you had always known but you have to adjust and adapt
➼ you know the other royal family members but only met them in passing so far since you had not attended any balls or feasts yet
➼ however, a certain scent that lingers on helaena's dress one evening distracts you because it smells so incredibly intoxicating
➼ you have to physically restrain from smelling it because it's so addicting to you, the smell of pine trees and pine cones infiltrating your nose and almost invading your senses
➼ you wonder who this alpha is, with a scent so intoxicating to you and after you notice the pattern of when you would smell this alpha scent on helaena and her stories of who she had been with on those days, you deduct that it can only be prince aemond, her brother
➼ you had heard many things about him of course
➼ aemond the one eyed they call him, the stories of him looking like a monster that would scare children sounding ridiculous to you
➼ you haven't ever talked to him but you have seen him from afar and know he doesn't look menacing or scary
➼ how could anyone with a alpha scent as dizzying and wonderful as this be a monster? your omega gets feral at the idea of being with the actual alpha of that scent
➼ you don't say anything about it to helaena, unsure of how she would react
➼ after a few weeks there is a feast for the queen's nameday, the first feast since your arrival
➼ your family is of course expecting you to find a husband there since it is the whole point of your position at court
➼ you get dressed in the most beautiful dress you have from the beautiful fabrics of your home and helaena lends you jewelry fitting for it
➼ you have become good friends with the princess in the time that you have been attending to her and it makes things easier for you to have a friend who ranks highly at court
➼ when you're at the feast, you mostly stand next to helaena since you don't know most other people and honestly, they seem like they are very full of themselves and not good company
➼ at these kind of feasts, omegas often stand with each other to be safe from alphas but it's not uncommon to see an alpha and omega talk by themselves, especially when they want to get to know each other better
➼ you're somewhat scared of meeting aemond because you can only hope that your omega can control itself
➼ but you already feel like you're dying when he comes closer to both of you, his alpha scent even more intense when it's coming from him and not from helaena
➼ helaena smiles as he approaches both of you and introduces you happily as her lady in waiting
➼ he looks at you with such intensity as he takes your hand and places a kiss on the back of it
➼ your scent is close to him like this and you can see him not even trying to hide that he's breathing it in as much as he can
➼ "how lovely to finally meet you, my lady. i have smelt your scent on helaena many times recently and it is nice to put such a beautiful face on a wonderful scent."
➼ you blush heavily at his words and realize that he has been after your scent just as much as you have been after his
➼ he starts to talk to you, asks you where you come from, what made you come to court and how you have been liking it
➼ he is so kind to you and you don't understand why others had been warning you about him and telling you what a terrible monster he is supposed to be
➼ he constantly gives you compliments during your conversation and he smirks everytime you blush and smile shyly
➼ when the music starts playing he asks you to dance with him and helaena secretly celebrates her masterplan of getting both of you to talk with each other since her brother had been pestering her about meeting the lady that possessed the sweet scent that she carried with her
➼ you can barely concentrate on his words because of how his hand feels on your waist
➼ his eye never leaves your sight and always watches your every move, every flutter of your lashes when his grip on your waist tightens, the way you unconsciously lean closer to him to smell his scent
➼ both of you never really leave each other's side the entire night, the prince being so enamored with you and your shy, sweet being
➼ he knew that he wanted you from the moment he smelled your scent but like this, getting to know you and smell your scent closer, it was official for him
➼ it's the same for you, learning about how kind and brave of an alpha he is, how strong his muscles look through his clothes and how charming he is with you
➼ so after you spend even more time with him for some days, he officially asks to court you and of course you say yes
➼ he tries to hide his happiness but he smiles so brightly and beautifully at you when you say yes
➼ with the courtship, you can feel a certain barrier between you two go down, the one that always stands between an alpha and omega when they are not official
➼ because of your courtship with the prince, you are more involved in dinners with the royal family and overall spend more time with them
➼ of course helaena is the first one to congratulate you and hug you excitedly
➼ aegon, aemond's brother congratulates you with a smirk and says something inaudible to aemond afterwards who only rolls his eyes in annoyance
➼ the queen is hesitant about you as she is with everyone outside of her children
➼ she plays the role of a polite queen, congratulates you with a smile but you can tell that she is not that happy about it since your house is not very established but still acceptable enough
➼ and with your courtship, you and aemond are officially allowed to scent each other
➼ and it kind of puts both of your lives on hold for a day or two
➼ you spend so much time in his quarters and constantly nose at his neck, so addicted to the way he smells
➼ you lick and kiss his scent gland and he enjoys it a lot, knowing you are so addicted to the way he smells
➼ he has to warn you to stop when he feels how aroused it makes him feel but he's just as bad in showing restraint when he scents you
➼ the first time he does it he can't let off of your neck for hours, licking and biting on it and he's in a daze because of you
➼ like he literally pins you to the wall, one hand on the back of your head and the other on your waist, not very appropriate in courtship but he doesn't care in the slightest
➼ you can only supress your moans for a limited amount of time and when he hears you moan out his name for the first time, he presses his lower body against yours and bites down hard, right on your scent gland which makes you whimper with your eyes closed and head thrown back
➼ you press your legs together at how good it feels for him to be devouring you like this, so good that you feel your cunt throbbing with want and the smell of your slick perminating the air around you and you can't imagine how good it will feel when he actually lays with you
➼ he suddenly stops and looks up from your neck with a dazed but hungry look in his eyes
➼ "what is that smell? it's like your scent but.. stronger and sweeter, what is it?"
➼ you blush brightly and feel embarrassed at how openly the scent of your slick perminates the air
➼ "it's... t-the smell of my slick, my prince."
➼ his eye dialates at that and he's suddenly on his knees and before you know it, he's holding your skirts up and has his mouth on your cunt
➼ you cry out in shock and your eyes widen at the sudden intrusion on your pussy, never having felt someone do this to you and your legs tremble heavily at the way his tongue and mouth devour you
➼ it feels so euphoric, the way he goes from sucking on your clit to pushing his tongue inside you, drinking up your slick as if it was air to breathe
➼ it only took you a few moments to come because of the way he had previously been making you sensitive and wet
➼ your slick releases all over his mouth and the way he drinks all of it up makes you feel dizzy, your legs trembling so hard
➼ aemond doesn't stop eating you out, wants to keep going back after you had already cum but there is a knock on the door
➼ you still but aemond doesn't seem to care, teasing your nub with the tip of his tongue and it feels so warm and addicting to you
➼ the servant at the door alerts you about the tea you would be having in the gardens with the queen and princess and you tell her that you'll be there right away
➼ you have to push aemond's head away from your cunt and bite your lip at the way his entire chin is covered in your slick and he only smirks up at you
➼ "i think i have found the nectar of life, my lady."
➼ you only complain about how disheveled he has made you look and you make quick work of making your hair look better and hide your neck as good as you can with your hair since it looks as if you had been maimed
➼ aemond looks very proud of himself and you only glare when he steals one last kiss from you before you leave
➼ "i fear that you will not get me off of you for the next few weeks, my lady... your cunt is simply too delicious."
➼ you feign to be shocked at his words but by now know that he is simply bold and brave about the things he wants
➼ your courting period is very pleasant and aemond is so sweet to you
➼ he gifts you different necklaces and earrings and tells you that he saw them and thought they would look beautiful on you
➼ you always blush heavily and every day you spend time with him, you fall more in love with him
➼ you always tell helaena about what you two did together and what he had gifted you and she was always so excited to talk about it with you
➼ at some point you start discussing these things at tea when her mother is present too and she starts to get involved in it too
➼ that's how you start bonding with her because to her, it feels like she's a young girl again, giggling over handsome knights with rhaenyra
➼ except now she's giggling with her future daughter in law over how sweet her son is and she genuinely starts to like you and sees that aemond loves you
➼ he also takes you on rides with vhagar since it's important to him that you're not scared of her
➼ the old dragon feels through aemond's bond to her that you're important to him so she's nice to you, lets you pet her and nudges you softly when you stop because she likes it when you pet her
➼ he's just very soft with you and likes to be in your presence because you understand him so well, comfort him when he's feeling insecure
➼ also pushes the bound on what's appropriate during courtship
➼ he knows that other men at court look at you and want you for themselves, think they can take you away because you'll eventually think that he's too ugly for you
➼ he's sadly always been very insecure because of his eye and he belives it so he does everything for other alphas to stay away
➼ like scents you in public so much that you smell more like him than yourself, gets so close to you that he almost kisses you, has his hands dangerously low on your back which makes you glare at him
➼ and again, he's very serious about your slick. like in the first few weeks after he eats you out for the first time, he continues to do it even though it's definitely not appropriate to do before you're married
➼ like he steals you away three times a day just to make your legs tremble and drink up every single drop of your juices
➼ like no one can convince me that this man wouldn't run around like a cave man and have his mind on your pussy and slick all day
➼ at some point during your courtship, he goes into rut and it hurts your omega to not be as close as possible to him since you have affections for him
➼ you want to help him but since you're not married and claimed yet, you're not allowed to go anywhere near his chambers
➼ you're sitting in your room, your omega blaming itself for leaving your alpha in agony when the queen comes in looking quite distraught
➼ "my darling girl, i fear this rut has hit aemond harshly. his alpha has gotten used to your presence in the past weeks and even if you are not married or claimed by him yet, it is very hard for him to do this without you. i would not ask this of you if it was not so unbearable for him so i wanted to know if you could scent a few things and give them to me so i can bring them to him. it would make it oh so easier for him."
➼ you immediately comply with her request, would go to his chambers right now and let the alpha fuck you if it was asked of you
➼ giving your scented clothing to an alpha is definitely not appropriate but you could not care in the slightest
➼ you scent a few dresses that you wore most recently knowing the scent would linger for a while and if it was not enough, you could always send more
➼ queen alicent looks so relieved when you comply, even hugs you and kisses you on the cheek when you hand her your dresses
➼ "i will not forget your kindness, little one. i can imagine he will not wait long to marry you when this rut is over."
➼ you blush at her words and watch her leave with your scented clothes and hope it eases the prince's rut
➼ to go through ruts and heats alone is difficult for unmarried alphas and omegas but expected, of women at least
➼ but when an alpha and omega have affections for each other, are close to loving each other but can't spend it together it is very painful
➼ after five very long, very agonizing days for you, a servant tells you that the prince's rut is over and that he wishes to see you at once
➼ you practically run to his chambers and once you're inside, you smell the very recent smell of alpha rut and it makes you feel a litte dazed because the scent is so fucking alluring and mouthwatering to you
➼ aemond is sitting on his bed, a good distance away and he signals for you to stay at the door so he wouldn't do anything uncalled for since his head is still in a daze of the past few days
➼ you comply but only because you don't think that you can hold yourself back if you get closer to him... the smell of rut is making your omega curious and needy
➼ "thank you for the dresses, my love, it was so very sweet of you to give them to me. i... apologize greatly for ruining your dresses. i hope the stains can get washed out."
➼ your omega is so pleased when you hear that he has stained them with what you can only assume would be his cum... you can't help but let out a needy whimper
➼ aemond balls his hand into a fist at the sound and stands up, only to walk further away from his previous spot
➼ "i can not control myself with you... i take one look at you and remember how i screamed and ached for you the past five days, how i smelled your dress and came all over it like a little boy. i need you, my omega. i can not risk coming closer to you today so i ask like this... i want you to marry me. i want you, in every shape and form, all your sweetness and kindness."
➼ tears gather in your eyes and you tell him that you would love to marry him
➼ you want to kiss him so badly but keep your distance for today, the aftereffects of his rut still there
➼ the queen writes to your father and he obviously agrees to it, aemond is a targaryen prince after all
➼ preparations for the wedding start soon and it's all very fast, you barely spend any time being engaged before your wedding
➼ the reason for that is you realizing that your heat would be very soon and there were many dangers in spending it alone, the queen knows that so she prepares everything as fast as possible
➼ you feel your pre-heat creep up on you on the day of the wedding but know that you can get through the day
➼ and it ends up being wonderful, so many people are there for the wedding and feast and you and aemond are so happy
➼ you excuse yourself early on with your husband and are happy to finally leave and make a nest for your alpha and you
➼ you make him scent several of his clothes, pillows and blankets and arrange them as you desire, so concentrated and focused on making a good nest for your alpha
➼ said alpha watches you with a sweet smile on his face, so in love with how focused you are
➼ when you're finished you look up at him expectedly and hope that he likes it
➼ he takes your face in his hands and presses kisses all over your face, knowing that his omega needed a lot of attention and care right now
➼ "it's beautiful. you did so well, my wonderful omega."
➼ you smile happily at that and kiss him on his lips, so in love and happy with him
➼ he helps you get out of your dress and you don't hesitate to get naked due to how safe your omega feels with him which makes him stare at you without pause
➼ you whine needily and tug at his clothes and he laughs at how cute you are
➼ he sees that you become almost non verbal during your pre heat and mostly express your distaste for something by scrunching your nose and it's so cute, he loves you so much
➼ eventually you lie with him in your nest, naked and kiss and scent each other until you're both breathless and it's the last straw for your heat to completely take over
➼ of course he has to eat you out before anything else, claiming it's so you would take him better but considering that your body automatically prepares itself to take a knot when you're in heat, it made no sense
➼ so he makes you cum three times with his mouth before he gets anywhere close with his cock
➼ makes sure you scream out for how good your alpha makes you feel and you're a shaking mess when he's made you cum the third time, your pussy sensitive and tears coming out of your eyes from the overstimulation
➼ keeps mumbling about how good your slick tastes and doesn't understand that he is expected to have a life outside of between your legs
➼ because to him, the world can crash and burn around both of you and he would still continue to eat your pussy out
➼ eventually, when he gets impatient himself, he pulls himself up and strokes himself before lining up with you
➼ you bite your lip at how big he is, how much his knot will swell and wish he would just split you in half with it already
➼ and then he finally does and oh... you understand in that moment why he's so obsessed with your cunt
➼ because you are now obsessed with his cock in the same way
➼ he immediately starts thrusting into you since your heat already prepared your body for this
➼ the way his cock and knot hit deep parts inside you that you have never felt before makes your cry and shake, holding onto your alpha for dear life
➼ and all he can do is fuck you hard and fast because he needs to, he craves you so badly
➼ your heat starts to smell in the entire room and your alpha nuzzles your scent gland, addicted to the sweet smell
➼ you're so overwhelmed with his thrusts and can barely form any words, your eyes half closed and your face distorted in pleasure from his fast and hard thrusts
➼ "my pretty omega, you take my cock so well, you were made for it... made to be my omega and only mine. god, you feel so fucking good, i'm never going to leave your cunt empty again. i'll breed and knot you over and over again and when you're pregnant, i'll do it as well, over and over, my love. want to see you full and pregnant like the obedient whore you are."
➼ you cry and whine at his words, so pleasurable that you finally come and it feels like flying towards the stars, as if you are a dragon as well
➼ he bites down on your neck at that moment and officially claims you that way, the bite marks on your neck not going away to mark you as his claimed omega
➼ "my omega, only mine, my pretty little love. forever my omega, you're always going to be mine."
➼ it doesn't take long for him to come either and when his cum streams into you, you whine and moan at how good it feels for you
➼ you bite down at your alpha's neck to claim him as well and it only makes his pleasure greater and you can feel even more cum shooting out of himself and inside you
➼ you tremble and breathe heavily at how pleasing it feels to be breeded by your alpha, your cunt so full now that you never want to not feel like this again
➼ aemond kisses your face and neck as you wait for his knot to go down and you bask in the sweet attention he's giving you
➼ "my good omega, my good little girl, you did well for alpha. i love you so much, my perfect love, such a good omega."
➼ you smile happily at that, the haze of your heat having subsided at the feeling of being knotted
➼ after a few minutes, he pulls out and you whine at how empty you feel and at how the cum is coming out of your pussy whilst aemond watches in fascination and arousal at how much he had cum inside you and at how it's all coming out now
➼ you whimper and try to close your legs as he eyes you but he only holds your knees apart and slaps your cunt, a stern expression on his face
➼ "let alpha admire you in peace, be a good omega for me and don't whine. you'll get enough cum inside of you tonight to make a dozen children."
#house of the dragon#hotd#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond x reader#aemond targaryen x you#aemond x you#aemond targaryen#aemond targaryen imagine#aemond imagine#alpha aemond#omega reader#aemond targaryen smut#aemond headcanons
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A!Aemma at the funeral of her “beloved” husband who died from a horrible and “unfortunate” car accident, watching her nephew, O!Lucerys, approach to offer his condolences for her loss.
Aemma's head: *I'm going to finally destroy that puss¥ and get that wh0re of my nephew fat with my child*
Lucerys: I'm really sorry for your loss auntie, if you need something please let me know.
Aemma: Thank you…please come tomorrow to my house…I don’t want to be alone…
#lucerys velaryon#aemond targaryen#lucemond#fem!aemond#alpha aemond#alpha aemma#pussyboy#omega Lucerys
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But like imagine Aemond and Lucerys not leaving Storm's End because of the storm and instead staying the night. And Aemond is of course like ‘fuck Lord Boros I'm going to take what I'm owed’ and sneaks into Lucerys’ chambers. He gets there and pins his nephew to his bed, dagger placed underneath Lucerys’ eye and Lucerys wakes up and is scared shitless. And Aemond relishes in it, in his nephew's panic until he smells it. Lucerys’ scent is the scent of an omega. His mother had hidden the fact that her second son was an omega as to not have his claim on Driftmark questioned further. And now in such close proximity with an Alpha his suppressants wear of and his heavenly scent fills Aemond's nose. He buries his face in his nephews neck to breathe in more of this addictive scent and his lips are brushing against Lucerys’ skin and Lucerys let’s out a moan sweeter than anything Aemond has ever heard. And suddenly, suddenly there is a new way in which he can take his revenge, a way in which he can take something away from Lucerys, a way he can take Lucerys himself-
And I might write that out later.
Edit: I posted it :) It’s here on tumblr and on my ao3
#my thoughts at 1 am#gods what have I done#how is this the thing that gets me back into writing#lucemond#fanfic#fic prompt#fanfic prompt#fanficiton#lucerys velaryon#aemond targaryen#lucerys x aemond#hotd#house of the dragon#omega lucerys#alpha aemond#omegaverse#smut#lucemond smut
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Omega Prince Lucerys Velaryon, accepting his uncle Aemond's suit after the alfa won a tournament in honour of Jacaerys and Aegon's first born and crowned him as the Omega of Love and Beauty
#lucemond#my edit#lucerys valeryon#lucerys x aemond#aemond targaryen#aemond x lucerys#alpha omega#alpha aemond#omega lucerys
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Yeah, another babytrap... but this is also have Luceferth on it!!!
I mean, I'm just saying, with an Omegaverse where Aemond and Osferth are both alphas and Lucerys is an omega.
Osferth and Aemond, clearly they can be twins as well as not. There's evidence that some people just look too similar to each other for their own good anyway.
The point.
Aemond clearly doesn't like Lucerys being with others. Osferth... he adores Lucerys in all his well being, and while he wouldn't deny his free flight to other arms he wouldn't hesitate for a second to poison a glass of wine or two if necessary.
What better way to keep Lucerys from fleeing than by tying him to them?
Aemond definitely doesn't mind raising a puppy that belongs to his alpfa friend, and Osferth is just thrilled to see Lucerys with a cute little baby bump on his soft tummy.
The two of them wouldn't hesitate to line up the three of them in heat, both of them taking turns, sharing and making sure Lucerys ends up with two bleeding mating marks on his neck and a cute baby inside his youngest's belly.
Osferth would be the one who takes the turn to indulge the nightly cravings, while Aemond the daytime ones. Both of them always caring abput the morning sickness and give him tons and tons of kisses ang hugs.
Both would care little for the fit of rage their precious omega child threw at them when he noticed they had altered the moon tea, or when he learned from the maester that he was expecting twins.
They were both happy to have their precious boy by their side, and even more so knowing that they were going to be parents and the twins might get a little lonely after a while.
#lucemond#lucerys velaryon#aemond targaryen#aemond x lucerys#lucerys x aemond#osferth#luceferth#lucerys x osferth#omegaverse#omega lucerys velaryon#alpha aemond#alpha osferth
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#LucemondWeek Day 4 M-peg
A baby is coming~
-Hero Skatman
#lucemond#lucemondweek2023#lucemondweek#aemond x lucerys#aemondtargaryen#lucerys velaryon#omegalucerys#alpha aemond#hotd#house of the dragon#omegaverse#omega lucerys#strongboy#heroskatman
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Hey guys just posted a new Lucemond!au where the Greens won :)
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Fanfic Idea! (ABO Lucemond, soft and sweet)
It is a fact that everyone knows about Viserys' extreme favoritism when it comes to Rhaenyra, since she is the only child born from Aemma.
Aemond knows that as well (of course he does, he experienced the height of his sire's favoritism the moment he lost his eye), and he curses his sire for it. Couldn't he have shown a little compassion towards his other children? Couldn't he at least hide his blatant favoritism?
Aemond wouldn't do that to his children. He knew the pain and embarrassment of being treated as nothing but passing wind compared to his "delightful, could do no wrong" elder sister. So he made a promise to himself, to never favor one child over the other, to show equal love and affection towards all his pups.
He is having a hard time keeping that promise. He tries, the Seven knows he does. He gives all of them the same attention, gives all of them the same amount of his time and effort to raise and teach and guide. It's just that he just so happens to catch himself giving a tiny bit more towards his youngest.
She's younger than them, he says to himself, so of course he would need to give her just a little bit more attention and care. It wasn't favoritism, no, it's simply giving her what she needs while young, so she may grow like the others. So what if he allows her to skip some of her classes, or allows her to sit on his lap on important meetings. He's done the same for all his children (no he didn't). So what if he gave her his portion of desserts, she's still growing after all. And what if he often takes her for a ride on Vhagar, he's done it with all of them (not to this extent).
He's not showing favoritism! (His mate disagrees, very strongly.)
In all honesty, even he doesn't know why he does it. (He does, he just doesn't want to admit it.) His little girl was simply...his little girl. And he does treat his pups equally! He just so happens to dote a tiny bit more towards her.
Lucerys huffs when he sees his sweet youngest sitting on her sire's lap, rambling about the seashell she managed to collect. He was intially afraid for her, when she came out with dark hair and eyes instead of the blonde hair and purple eyes the rest of his children bore. Memories of the world calling him a bastard for his traits almost made him lose himself when he held her in his arms for the first time.
He was even more afraid that Aemond would suspect him (he had nothing to hide, but the fear of Aemond calling their child a bastard made it so much harder to breath) and would in turn hate her. He was very wrong.
Aemond had always had a lovingly stunned look whenever Aemond presented their pups to him. It all paled in comparison when he nervously presented his youngest. While Aemond adored all his pups, he revered his youngest. The look of awe he had when he cautiously held her was something Luceeys could never forget.
Of course, it didn't take long for everyone in Driftmark to note how special he treated her. Even the children began making remarks, and at first Lucerys feared they would hate her for hogging their sire's attention. After all, he was their favorite person (besides Lucerys, of course). Surprisingly, they just shrugged it off. They acted like it was an obvious thing for their sire to do.
When he asked why it didn't bother them as much, why they treated their sire favoring her as normal or expected, his eldest rolled his eyes, like the answer was the most obvious thing in the world. "Muña, of course kepa favors her. She looks like you."
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I like to think that, try as he might, Aemond has a bit of Viserys in him, not enough to ignore his other children, but just enough to show favoritism to a certain one.
#lucemond#aemond targaryen#aemond x lucerys#lucerys velaryon#lucerys x aemond#aemond one eye#hotd writing prompt#omega lucerys#alpha aemond#those two with kids#i didn't name any of them btw
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너는 나, 나는 너(You Are Me, I Am You) | 2,644 W|R. G| 1/?|
* Jacaerys always seemed to seek the attention of his uncle, as they were growing. Aemond always tried to be with Jacaerys at all times. The boys would throw tantrums when their parents would separate the two, crying as if the distance between them caused pain, nobody understood what Aemond knew.
Jacaerys was born to be his, and nothing and no one can change that.
Or
Jace is born to be Aemond’s. Soulmate Au.
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Sidenote: One day I will get to writing the next chapter.
#jacemond#jacaerys velaryon#aemond targaryen#jaemond#JacemondWeek2023#soulmates#soulmate Au#abo au#alpha aemond#omega jace#Jace has heterchromia#ao3 fanfic
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House of the Dragon A/B/O-Verse:
Dieses Verse spielt im selben Multiversum wie meine anderen A/B/O-Fics, aber auf einer anderen Erde. Man muss die anderen also nicht gelesen haben um sich auszukennen doch es gelten die selben Regeln:
Die Reihe besteht aus:
Teil 1: Der Untergang des Hauses der Drachen
Spoiler für „Fire and Blood“ bzw. die Staffel 2 von „House of the Dragon“, Gewalt und Sex, alle schlimmen Dinge, die im Canon passieren auch hier, prinzipiell Canon-Pairings sowie ein paar andere: besonders wichtig sind Daemon/Rhaenyra, Viserys/Alicent, Daemon/Laena, Daemon/Laenor, Rhaenyra/Harwin/Laenor. Eine Frau mag niemals zuvor den Eisernen Thron bestiegen haben, doch ein Omega kann ihn niemals in Besitz nehmen.
Teil 2: Das Untergang des Hauses der Drachen II: Brennender Absturz
Spoiler für „Fire and Blood“ bzw. die Staffel 2 von „House of the Dragon“, Gewalt und Sex, Character Death, alle schlimmen Dinge, die im Canon passieren auch hier. Canon-Pairings sowie ein paar andere: besonders wichtig sind Daemon/Rhaenyra, Viserys/Alicent,, Daemon/Laena, Rhaenyra/Harwin/Laenor, Aegon/Baela/Jace.Ein Geheimnis über Laenor ist ans Tageslicht gekommen und droht die gesammte königliche Familie mit in den Abgrund zu reißen.
#Meine Fics#A/B/O-Verse#House of the Dragon-A/B/O-Verse#AU#omega rhaenyra#Alpha Daemon#Beta Alicent#omega aegon ii#Alpha Aemond
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I am saying this in the nicest way possible.
IF YOU HAVE AN OC X CHARACTER DONT USE X READER OR X Y/N TAGS
Don’t say it’s cause you want to reach out more cause WE DO BLOCK THOSE WHO DO THIS
#thomas hewitt x reader#tj hammond x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#alpha!bucky barnes x omega!reader#alpha!bucky barnes x reader#megumi fushiguro x reader#aemond x reader#yautja x reader#ryomen sukuna x reader#namor x reader#cod x reader#simon riley x reader#neteyam x reader#daniel hall x reader#genshin impact x reader angst#billy hargove x reader angst#billy hargove x reader#paz vizla x reader#mandalorian x reader#aemond targaryen x reader#winter soldier x reader#bucky barnes x reader#dream of the endless x reader#dabi x reader#prowler!miles x reader#miguel o'hara x reader#technoblade x reader#aaravos x reader#dark knight bane x reader#miguel ohara x reader
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Closer
Summary:
Lucaela is a strong bastard-the twin sister of the boy who maimed him with a blade, but she's also the sweetest Omega he's ever scented, and Aemond soon finds himself unable to fight against the primal urge of the Alpha inside him, who has chosen his neice as the perfect mate.
Warning(s): Language, Angst, Masturbation, Uncle/Niece Incest, Kissing, Smut – Fingering, Oral Sex, Loss of Virginity, P in V, Knotting, Mating Bites.
AEMOND TARGARYEN x O.C LUCAELA VELARYON
INSPIRED BY - 'NINE INCH NAILS - CLOSER'
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
Word Count: 4569
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.
Comments, likes, and reblogs are very much appreciated.
Aemond strode across the training grounds of the Red Keep, his sword in hand, the sound of steel slicing through the air as he practiced his swordsmanship. His movements were fluid, each strike precise and powerful, a testament to years of training and discipline.
As he paused for a moment to catch his breath, a sweet fragrance wafted on the breeze, the scent of ripe peaches teasing his senses. Aemond's nostrils flared as he instinctively turned his head, searching for the source of the delightful aroma.
And there she was, emerging from the shadows like a vision—Lucaela, his niece a recently presented Omega. Her presence stirring the Alpha within. She was the twin sister of Lucerys, the boy who had took his eye when they were children. Aemond harboured a deep-seated hatred for Lucerys, but he couldn't deny the magnetic pull he felt towards Lucaela.
"Lucaela," greeted Aemond, his voice low and tinged with a hint of something he dared not name.
“Uncle” replied Lucaela.
A wave of desire swept over Aemond like a tempest, igniting a fire within his soul that threatened to consume him whole.
Lucaela was the epitome of beauty, her long, dark wavy hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of silk, framing her delicate features with an ethereal glow.
Her eyes were a mesmerizing shade of light purple, she was the only one out of her strong siblings that had inherited the Targaryen eyes.
And then there was her peach scent that enveloped him like a cloak, sending his senses reeling with its intoxicating allure. It was a scent he could never forget, a scent that awakened the Alpha within him, urging him to claim the omega as his own.
With every breath he took, Aemond could feel the pull of Lucaela's scent drawing him closer, igniting a hunger deep within him that refused to be ignored. The Alpha inside him roared with a primal need, demanding dominance, craving possession.
“What brings you to the training grounds?” asked Aemond, the point of his sword digging into the ground as he rested his weight upon it.
“I found myself drawn to this part of the castle-I was watching you train” replied Lucaela.
“-And did you like what you saw?” rasped Aemond smirking.
“Your skill with the sword is impressive-you’ll win many tourneys”.
“I don’t give a shit about tourneys-nephews have you come to train?” quipped Aemond as Jace and Luke came to a stop beside Lucaela who scowled.
“Open the gates-“
Aemond smiled at Vaemond Velaryon made his way inside the Red Keep, flanked by a retinue of guards.
Alone in the dimly lit chambers, Aemond sat upon a plush chair, his mind consumed by thoughts of Lucaela.
The sweet scent of peaches still clung to the air, haunting him with its intoxicating allure. Aemond's fingers clenched tightly around the armrests of his chair as he fought against the primal urges stirring within him.
The petition for Vaemond to seize control of Driftmark had failed, his sickly father had miraculously roused himself from his stupor and came to the aid of Rhaenyra-his favourite child.
Viserys had steadfastly upheld the bastard strong boys claim to Driftmark and Vaemond had lost his head for it.
Now he would have to endure spending more time in the presence of Rhaenyra and her brood of bastards, his presence would be expected at dinner, and he would have to be in the same room as Lucaela.
Never in his life had he been this tempted by the scent of an Omega, just thinking about her was enough to make his cock hard. He’d already fucked his fist three times since their encounter in the training yard and it had done nothing to satisfy his desire.
Aemond closed his eye, trying in vain to banish her from his thoughts, but her image remained etched into the depths of his mind. The soft curve of her lips, the warmth of her gaze—each detail a tantalizing temptation that threatened to unravel his self-control.
For an Alpha, the scent of an Omega, especially a newly presented one, is like a siren's song, weaving its way through the air and captivating their senses with its intoxicating sweetness. It ignites a fire within them, awakening desires that they struggle to contain.
The Alpha within him surged with a primal longing, a desire as ancient as time itself. It whispered to him in the depths of his soul, urging him to claim Lucaela as his own, to make her his mate, and to sire pups with her.
In the quiet solitude of his chambers, Aemond wrestled with conflicting emotions, torn between the responsibilities of his station and the yearnings of his heart. His Alpha instincts raged, demanding dominance and possession, driving him to seek out Lucaela and bind her to him in an unbreakable bond.
He imagined her taking his knot, his fangs sinking into her neck, forever claiming her as his. He pictured her belly swollen with his pups. The Alpha within him growling with satisfaction, his cock hard again.
“Fuck-“ groaned Aemond as his hands moved to untie his breeches once more.
Not even a day she had been back in the Red Keep and already he’d been reduced to hiding in his chambers fucking his own fist.
He briefly considered finding another Omega or perhaps a Beta female, perhaps if he could find one that looked similar to-
NO-the Alpha inside him would not accept a substitute, it had to be Lucaela.
His cock as hard as steel, already leaking precum and he began to move his hand up and down.
“Fuck-“ groaned Aemond his hips moving back and forth.
His mind a wash with vivid images of Lucaela, under him, on top of him, of him behind her, fucking his knot into her sweet wet warm cunny.
Gods he felt like he was in rut, his hips and fist moving faster, he was close-so close.
The scent of peaches-fuck he wondered if she tasted like a ripe peach, one of his favourite fruits.
Soft-sweet, perfect for sinking his teeth into.
“Lucaela-my Lucy-MINE” roared Aemond as he erupted, his seed spilling all over his fist and lower abdomen.
Aemond collapsed against the back of the chair, his heart pounding in his chest, the knot at the base of his cock throbbed continuously.
Then a soft knock at the door, broke Aemond out his reverie.
“Dinner is ready Prince Aemond-your presence is expected”.
“I’ll be there in a moment” replied Aemond, tucking his cock back in his breeches and reaching for a cloth.
God this dinner was going to be hell. But he must endure. He must do his duty. He supposed he could always hold his breath, that way he would smell the Omega’s scent, but that would also lead to his untimely death, and he couldn’t hold his breath all night.
His cock stirred once again at the thought of Lucaela and Aemond shook his head in disbelief.
“Fuck sake-not again” snapped Aemond as he ran a hand over his face.
No-he couldn’t indulge himself, otherwise he’d be late. So, with a deep breath he left his chambers and made his way to the dining room.
Praying to every fucking one of the seven that he could restrain himself.
The scent of roasted meats and spiced wines filled the air, mingling with the chatter and laughter of his relatives, yet beneath the facade of familial camaraderie, Aemond's inner turmoil raged like a storm.
Seated alongside his kin, Aemond struggled to maintain his composure, his fingers tightening around the stem of his goblet as he forced himself to focus on the conversation swirling around him. But try as he might to distract himself, his thoughts kept returning to Lucaela.
The Alpha within him clawed desperately at the confines of his self-control, yearning to claim her as his own, to dominate and possess her in a primal display of dominance. It whispered seductive promises of fulfilment and satisfaction, urging him to seize what he desired most.
But Aemond knew he couldn't succumb to those urges, not here, not now, surrounded by his family so, Aemond gritted his teeth against the tumult of his inner turmoil, his facade of stoicism masking the turmoil raging within. He cast furtive glances across the table, his gaze lingering on Lucaela, who sat beside her brother Lucerys, her expression a mask of serene composure.
Each glance only served to fuel the fire burning within him, the Alpha's hunger growing more insatiable with each passing moment. He longed to reach out and claim Lucaela, to mark her as his own and brand her with his scent—a symbol of their bond forged in the crucible of desire.
Not even his father’s desperate rambling were enough to distract him, not even the toasts, or even his sister Helaena dancing with Jace.
She was Aegon’s wife, but obviously the drunk cunt could only sit and stare as the bastard strong boy twirled her around in time with the music.
After his father had been escorted from the dining room, Aemond prayed for the night to come to a close, he had to get back to his chambers, his cock was throbbing with need, and he was sure the scent of his arousal was becoming more and more obvious by the second, due to the looks that Lucaela was giving him and the faint blush that dusted her cheeks.
Then the roasted pig was placed in front on him, and that bastard boy had the audacity to laugh at him.
His fist colliding loudly with the table, and he rose to his feet thanking the gods that his leather jerkin was long enough to hide the bulge in his breeches.
“Final tribute” said Aemond picking up his goblet “To the health of my niece and nephews-Lucaela, Jace and Luke-each of them handsome, wise and strong-“
“Aemond” warned Alicent.
“Come-let us drain our cups to these three strong-“
“-I dare you to say that again” challenged Jace.
“Why, it was only a compliment. Don’t you think yourself strong?” challenged Aemond, as Jace’s fist collided with the side of his face.
The dining room erupted into a cacophony of noise, Lucerys who had rose to defend his brother Jace had been slammed headfirst into the table, Lucaela had then slid her hands into Aegon’s silver hair and wrenched him away from her twin brother-and Jace had been shoved to the floor.
Aemond’s blood was growing hot as he watched Lucaela defending her brother, he didn’t give two shits about Luke, but it was the way in which the Omega had fiercely risen from her seat and thrown herself into the chaos.
The hard slap she delivered to Aegon’s pale cheek had the Alpha inside Aemond growling with delight.
But Jace had hauled himself of the floor and was charging towards Aemond, who braced himself ready to fight.
“Wait-wait-“ snarled Daemon, stepping in between the two.
“Go to your chambers-all of you go now” ordered Rhaenyra.
Aemond watched as Lucaela bowed her head to her mother and followed her brothers from the dining room.
As he watched her leave Aemond suddenly became very aware that Daemon was watching him with intrigue, following his gaze.
The older Alpha raised his non-existent eyebrows at Aemond who decided it was for the best to stand down, challenging Daemon wouldn’t do him any favours, not with Lucaela anyway.
So, he left the dining room, not bothering to deal with the aftermath of his actions as there was something else that demanded his attention.
Aemond’s footsteps echoed softly as he made his way through the corridors of the Red Keep, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. The flickering torches cast dancing shadows along the stone walls, casting an eerie glow upon his determined features.
He knew he shouldn't be here, shouldn't succumb to the forbidden desires that tugged at his soul like a riptide dragging him under. But the scent of Lucaela lingered in his senses, a sweet intoxicating fragrance that called to him with an irresistible allure, driving him ever closer to her chambers.
As he reached the door to Lucaela's quarters, Aemond hesitated for a moment, his hand poised to knock. His mind raced with a thousand reasons why he should turn back, why he should resist the primal urges that threatened to consume him.
But then he caught another whiff of her scent, carried on the breeze like a whispered promise, and all rational thought fled from his mind. With a shaky breath, he rapped his knuckles against the door, the sound echoing through the silent corridor.
The door creaked open, revealing Lucaela standing on the threshold, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of him.
Aemond's gaze locked with hers, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggled to find the words to express the tempest of emotions raging within him. But before he could speak, the scent of Lucaela enveloped him like a tidal wave, washing away his doubts and fears in a flood of primal need.
“What do you want?” asked Lucaela.
“You know what I want-“ replied Aemond as he stepped inside the dimly lit chamber.
“No, I don’t-“
“-Sure, you do” said Aemond.
“You can’t want me-“ muttered Lucaela, lowering her gaze to the floor.
“Why not?” snarked Aemond.
“I thought I was a bastard-you said it yourself. Handsome, wise and strong”
“When it comes to you I was wrong, I should have said pretty and perfect for birthing my pups” growled Aemond as he stepped forward, closing the distance between them in a single stride. He could feel the heat of her body, the softness of her skin, beckoning him closer with each passing second.
And then, without a word, he crushed his lips to hers in a searing kiss.
His Alpha roaring with delight, at the sweet taste of the Omega.
Breaking away from the kiss, Lucaela gasped for breath, her eyes meeting Aemond's with a mixture of desire and uncertainty. "We mustn't," she breathed, her voice trembling with restraint. "We should court properly, earn the blessing of the King and our family.”
Aemond's brows furrowed, a shadow passing over his features as he shook his head in disbelief. "You know as well as I do, Lucy," he murmured, his voice tinged with bitterness. "My mother and grandsire would never allow such a match to take place. They would sooner see us wed to strangers for political gain than grant their blessing to our union."
“Aemond” whimpered Lucaela as he reached out to gently cup her cheek, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
"You can feel it, can't you?" he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. "The pull of my Alpha scent”
Lucaela's breath caught in her throat at his words, her heart pounding with a mixture of longing and apprehension. She wanted to deny it, to cling to the remnants of her resolve, but the undeniable truth hung heavy in the air between them.
"I-I shouldn't," she whispered, her voice barely a breath as she fought to resist the primal urges that threatened to consume her. "We mustn't give in to temptation, Aemond. We must honour our duty and our family."
But even as she spoke the words, Lucaela could feel the last vestiges of her resistance crumbling beneath the weight of Aemond's presence, his Alpha scent wrapping around her like a velvet cloak, suffusing her senses with a heady intoxication that left her dizzy with desire.
Aemond's lips curled into a knowing smile as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "You cannot deny the pull any longer, Issa dōna," he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper that sent shivers down her spine. "Our desires are too strong, too primal to be ignored” (My sweet).
With a soft gasp, Lucaela closed the distance between them, her lips meeting Aemond's in a searing kiss that left them both breathless and wanting more.
Lucaela had lost most of her senses the moment Aemond had pressed her onto the bed and knelt down between her open legs.
“Issa dōna Omega” whispered Aemond (My sweet Omega).
Lucaela’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as Aemond’s tongue swept across her slick wet folds.
Lucaela bit the back of her hand to keep herself from screaming as Aemond began using his long fingers to tease her entrance.
“Ivestragī issa rȳbagon ao issa dōna” growled Aemond (Let me hear you my sweet).
“A-Aemond. Oh god. Please” moaned Lucaela.
Aemond pressed two fingers inside Lucaela, moving them against a spot that made her entire body shake.
“I know your almost there. Let it happen my sweet. Come for me” whispered Aemond.
Lucaela arched her back and let out a scream as her pleasure erupted.
Aemond crawled up Lucaela’s body, placing gentle kisses on her skin as he moved higher and higher.
Lucaela blushed furiously when she saw that Aemond’s chin was shining with her slick.
“Calm yourself my little strong girl” murmured Aemond.
“I-I’ve never-” mumbled Lucaela.
“Relax and let Alpha take care of you”.
Almost as if he could read Lucaela’s mind, Aemond smiled and began peppering gentle kisses all over Lucaela’s face.
“You can take it. Ao istan vēttan syt issa” whispered Aemond as he began rubbing his hard cock along Lucaela’s wet folds (You were made for me).
Suddenly Aemond rolls his hips forward and the entire hard length of him is buried inside Lucaela.
“A-Aemond” shrieks Lucaela at the sting of her maidenhead being taken.
Aemond stills for a moment, almost as if he is savouring the feeling of Lucaela’s tight wet heat being wrapped around him.
After a few mintues, Lucaela begins to writh against him.
“M-Move please Alpha. I need you” begged Lucaela desperately.
Aemond rolls his hips gently at first, allowing Lucaela the time to adjust to the feeling of his cock moving back and forth inside her, but when his sweet Omega begins issuing pleas of ‘Harder and faster’ Aemond loses it and begins fucking Lucaela into the mattress.
Their hips pound together as Aemond thrusts hard and fast, his movements brutal and precise.
“Lucaela. My Omega” moans Aemond as his cock begins to thicken at the base.
“Yes. Yes. Oh, it’s feels so good. Alpha don’t stop. Fuck me harder. I can take it”
“Going to fill you up with my seed. I want to see you swollen with my pups” hisses Aemond.
“Yes. Alpha breed me. I want to grow round with your pup. I will give you as many pups as you desire” exclaimed Lucaela.
“Y-Your neck. I need too-Claim you” growls Aemond.
“Yes, Alpha claim me. Make me yours” begs Lucaela.
With a low growl of desire, Aemond tilts Lucaela's head back, exposing the delicate curve of her neck to his hungry gaze.
His cock throbbing with anticipation,
Lucaela's breath hitched as she felt the heat of Aemond's lips brush against her skin, his touch igniting her blood. Then, she felt the sharp sting of his teeth sinking into her flesh, a mixture of pleasure and pain flooding her senses.
Aemond's Alpha scent enveloped her, swirling around her like a whirlwind, as Lucaela surrendered to the overwhelming sensation. With a gasp of ecstasy, she arched against him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she felt their bond solidifying, the mating bond that would bind them together for eternity.
But even as Aemond claimed her as his own, Lucaela's own Omega instincts surged to life, driving her to reciprocate the gesture. With a fierce determination, she bit down on Aemond's neck.
Whilst her teeth are not as sharp as Aemonds, they still manage to puncture his mating gland. Sealing Alpha and Omega together forever. Their bond snapping into place. Their hearts as one.
The blood from their bites running down their bodies, as they moved together. Her Alpha fucked her hard and fast, his hips pounding against hers. The sound of skin slapping together echoed around the chambers.
As Aemond gives one last thrust and forces his knot inside Lucaela, spilling rope after rope of his seed inside his Omega, which made Lucaela throw her own head back and scream, as she reached her peak, clenching around her Alpha’s pulsating cock.
It didn’t stop there, Aemond only needed a few moments of rest before growing hard inside of his Omega again.
As Lucaela’s legs relaxed and let go of her hold on Aemond, his knot had deflated enough to allow him to move backwards, and he raised himself to his knees between Lucaela’s legs.
The loss of her Alpha inside her made Lucaela whimper as the ache quickly returned.
“Roll over” ordered Aemond. It was a command, an Alpha command, and Lucaela whimpered as she felt it take control of her body, she had to obey, she had to please her Alpha.
She was now on all fours in front of him, ready to be mounted again. Her waves of scent and slick made Aemond almost stagger. He pushed his cock into the whimpering Omega once more with shaky hands and proceeded to pound her even harder and quicker than before, snapping his hips against her while grunting loudly, driving needy moans out of Lucaela.
Aemond was gripping her hips so hard that his nails were digging into her skin, leaving marks everywhere, the pain drove Lucaela wild with need and she needed to feel more of it.
Almost as if he could sense what she needed, Aemond reached forward and grabbed Lucaela’s hair, making her head shoot back. Lucaela cried out to her Alpha in pleasure, making Aemond growl.
His knot started to slowly push inside Lucaela, and she let out a feral cry as the knot made its way deeper and deeper inside of her.
It swelled up so much, it hurt, it hurt so good.
“A-Aemond-yes-yes-please” babbled Lucaela as she peaked, her slick dripping onto the sheets.
“I will have you dripping with my seed my sweet Omega. I can’t wait to see you swell with my pups, everyone will know your mine-“ moaned Aemond.
Aemond thrust one, two, three more times before growling once again, shooting his seed deep inside Lucaela, filling her up. He grunted out Lucaela’s name chasing the pleasure of his own peak. He then let out a deep, satisfied breath before collapsing onto his Omega.
Aemond moved his face to Lucaela’s neck again, and lovingly nuzzled her.
Lucaela laid trembling underneath him, his knot had swelled and locked together,
“ñuhon” muttered Aemond (Mine).
In the depths of the night, shrouded in shadows cast by flickering torchlight, Lucaela made her way down to the skull of Balerion, the ancient relic looming over her like a silent sentinel of the past. She paused before the massive skull, her heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and resolve.
As she waited, Lucaela reached up to the fresh mating mark on her neck and grimaced at the dried blood lingering on her skin.
At the sound of footsteps, Lucaela took a deep breath and turned to face Daemon.
"Is it done?"
Lucaela nodded, her voice steady despite the turmoil churning within her. "Yes," she replied, her words echoing softly in the cavernous chamber. "Aemond has claimed me as his mate. His seed has filled my womb."
A slow smile spread across Daemon's lips, a flicker of satisfaction dancing in his eyes. "Well done," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that echoed through the darkness.
“Thank you-father” whispered Lucaela.
"You must lay with him as many times as you can to ensure that you carry Aemond's pup," he said, his tone firm and commanding. "No Alpha would ever turn away from their own child and with Aemond on our side, your mother's path to the Iron Throne is clearer than ever."
"I-I understand," she murmured, her voice barely more than a whisper as she met Daemon's gaze with a mixture of resignation and determination.
Daemon nodded; his expression unreadable as he regarded her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. "Good," he said, his voice a low rumble that echoed through the chamber. "With his pup in your womb, our position will be secure”.
“What of those who conspire against mother?” asked Lucaela.
“Otto Hightower isn’t the only treasonous cunt involved, soon the others will reveal themselves and when they do-justice will served” replied Daemon his hand resting on the hilt of Dark Sister.
“Perzys se ānogar” said Lucaela (Fire and Blood).
Daemon's eyes softened as he looked upon Lucaela, a sense of pride swelling within him like a flame dancing in the darkness. Of Rhaenyra's three children from her first marriage, Lucaela was his favourite—the embodiment of everything he believed a Targaryen should be.
"You have done well" he said, his voice carrying the weight of his admiration. "But now, it is time for you to return to your mate and get some rest. Thanks to you, the war will be won before it even begins”
As Lucaela made her way back to her chambers, her mind drifted back to Daemon's plan.
Her presentation as an Omega had marked a turning point, her scent at its strongest—a heady concoction of sweetness and allure that had the power to captivate even the most stoic of unmated Alphas. It was a scent that could drive men to madness, igniting a primal hunger that could not be ignored.
Whispers had reached Dragonstone of Ottos plans to usurp the Iron Throne when Viserys passed and have Aegon crowned, and Daemon knew they had to play it smart at least for now and he had seen the potential of her power as an Omega and recognized the opportunity it presented.
Aemond and Vhagar were Otto’s biggest asset, and without them he was nothing.
So, Daemon had suggested that she deliberately place herself in front of Aemond, play coy and let her scent drive him wild with desire until he could resist her no longer.
Lucaela pushed open the door, the soft light of the moon casting a gentle glow across the room, illuminating the seed and blood-stained sheets that bore witness to their passionate union.
Aemond was still asleep, his features softened by the embrace of slumber, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.
As Lucaela slipped beneath the covers and nestled against Aemond's side, his arms instinctively wrapping around her and pulling her close, a sense of warmth and contentment washed over her like a wave crashing against the shore.
And as she lay there in the darkness, wrapped in Aemond's embrace, Lucaela couldn't help but wonder if perhaps being mated to him wouldn't be so bad after all.
The fervour in which he had taken her to bed had been unlike anything she had expected, growing up the septa’s had always told her of a woman’s duty, that she existed for a man’s pleasure and not her own.
But Aemond had shown her that there was much pleasure to be had, and she couldn’t wait to experience more.
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