Baby Fever!
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PAIRING: Aegon ii Targaryen x fem!Reader
WORDS: 1,046.
SUMMARY: Baby fever strikes King’s Landing once more, although this time, its next victim is Aegon ii Targaryen, himself... And he blames/thanks you entirely.
WARNINGS: breeding kink to the max, lactation kink, DILF!Aegon, swearing, NSFW, mentions of male masturbation, mentions of p in v sex, mentions of dark!Aegon, swearing, degradation kink.
A/N - it’s coming to 3am for me, and I literally just wrote this fic about Aegon with baby fever. nothing more or nothing less, but it’s everything <3 thanks to @bibli0thecary ‘s ask, I cannot get this DILF out of my mind, so consider this a request fulfilled!!!
let me give this man all their heirs in the world, please. ps I’m sorry, I just found the gif so relative here. please Sir, teach me SEX ED.
Aegon has breeding kink written all over him: when he meets his significant other, that’s enough to set it off.
He was never that warm to the idea of having his own offspring, and yet, the possibility stirred in the pit of his stomach and top of his twitching cock when seeing you.
If anything, he approaches it more as a feral need to claim you, to have some sort of possession over you, rather than actually fulfil the obligation/responsibility of having a family, nor wanting one of his own free will.
He was actually quite reluctant to the idea of fatherhood, considering his own experience with Viserys was one he had grown to detest, turning him off from the entire concept.
That was until he stumbled across you playing around with his toddler nephew, Joffery and a few other younger, highborn children of the royal court. Often the older women, busy in gossip and wine, would leave their children from the younger women to babysit: often reasoned with the logic that it ought to prepare the maidens of the court to motherhood.
Seeing how maternal you seemed, watching you intently from a distant, the children seemed to favour you, playfully engaging with you, the innocent sight warmed Aegon’s heart
A dull throb pulsating in his hard cock.
If it was heirs his Council wanted, heirs he would provide only if you would be the one to birth them.
Soon enough, he found himself mindlessly masturbating to the thought of you swollen with his babes, your tits tender and plump with the milk, naturally made in preparation in the months coming, dripping from your sensitive nipple, practically overflowing.
Seeing the milk unnaturally leak, as you beg for him to latch and suck, desperate to relieve the heaviness and tension in your breast. He was certain he would suck you dry, before the babe is even born.
And the idea of fucking you some more, even whilst evidently pregnant, knowing that despite being full of him already, he could still pump his seed inside, plugging you up completely, as his seed spills out, you just helplessly groaning and moaning for relief.
The scene replaying in his mind, he often overcame with excitement, furious at himself for wasting is potential seed, that he could’ve wilfully secreted in you instead.
Dark!Aegon would no doubt, force himself onto you, using his political/social position in the realm as an advantage, you either agree and “allow” him to fuck you until you grow and swell great with his child, or you refuse and he confines you to his chambers himself, or more so his bed, thrusting his girthy, throbbing cock inside, stretching you out until he sees his bulge deeply buried peaking atop, pumping his load inside, until he feels completely drained and you teeming.
Although (fanon) Aegon, would lure you, growing impatient by the second however, he often becomes abrupt, wishing to hasten you into the act of consummating. Now that the betrothal is settled and finalised, you feel no need to wait, you figure he is to be your husband soon enough regardless.
“I’m going to fuck you full, filled to the brim of my seed, until I feel my son or daughter kicking from within.”
“The idea of your belly swollen and heavy, back just aching from carrying my babes all day long, begging me to carry you, like a lazy whore.”
“And fuck these tits will grow abundantly with your sweet, motherly milk. Nourishing my babes, like the good Mumma that you are. Perhaps, I ought to treat myself to your treacly taste, I do deserve it. I am the one responsible for doing this to you, you will do well to remember that, wife.”
“I need you to fuck a babe into me, Aeg. Make me a Mumma, I’ll have as many bubs as you want, just like that.”
“Perhaps enough babes to repopulate Old Valyria, restore it with our bloodline.”
“You’ll be the prettiest, most stunning Mumma I ever did see, and it’s all my undoing... Look at you all needy for my cock, desperate for me to spill my cum inside of you, such a fucking whore for me.”
He’d be so touchy and feely with your changing body: a hand constantly on your bump, feeling the babe beneath move against their father’s familiar touch.
Even his voice would earn some haste movement or kicking, always earning a heartfelt smile from him.
He’d always be embracing your body, a hand snaked around your soft, wide waist/hips, even groping your ass.
He thrives having you sit on his lap throughout your pregnancy, squirming to get comfortable, grinding against him, you can feel a dense, aching bulge beneath your ass cheeks. Initially, you advise against it “Aeg, I’m heavy now, you won’t like it.” “Try me baby, just sit.”
Aegon would be against anyone trying to touch your belly, besides the maester and his mother: “everyone else can fuck off, there is no need for them to touch you at all.”
He is greatly entertained by the sight of seeing you waddle around the castle, knowing it was his undoing, a hand instinctively cradling your belly, almost as if you’re in a protective mother mode.
The idea that you’ve outgrown your maiden gowns, because of his babe growing healthily inside, it pleases him.
At first you feel self-conscious of your pregnant / post-partum body, yet Aegon is swift to squash your doubts: “if anything Y/N, you look the sexiest pregnant, fuck it makes me feral, baby.”
Nonetheless, Aegon’s dream much like his predecessor to conquer, became a reality.
Soon enough, you’d given birth to multiple, healthy children, all close in age, for Aegon struggled to contain himself. Having to remind himself upon each birth, you required some time for recovery. As soon as the maesters deemed fit, he would be on you.
Eventually, he grew familiar to the role of fatherhood, and became more and more comfortable with each new addition.
He loved his children equally, tougher on the boys although, he has a softer spot for his little daughters, spoiling them endlessly.
In return, the children love you both dearly, thankful for you to be their mother, and Aegon their beloved father.
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I can request tom bein’ all mean and rough on his gf? (Smut) And she’s like those coquette girls that love being dominated maybe , ty and ily 💕
now this, this is good💋
2009! Tom being rough to his couqette gf ᡣ𐭩
synopsis: your boyfriend comes home stressed out, leaving himself to only let out his anger on you. ᡣ𐭩
warnings : rough smut, spanking, usage of “baby, good girl, daddy, slut”, tom just being a meanie to your pussy, overstimulation, squirting, vibrator, overall just Tom rearranging your insides. ᡣ𐭩
a/n: we love dom tom, basically the smut version of another request (fluff version on my masterpage) -`♡´- love you all, stay safe! Send more requests, been really busy lately ᡣ𐭩
—> IT WAS A RELAXING DAY for you, atleast. Your boyfriend was at the studio, rehearsing and creating more lyrics for their upcoming album. You were preparing dinner, for you and him.
You hum a song, getting ready and all glammed up for your home date. Preparing the table when you were disturbed by the apartment door opening. You saw your boyfriend, looking stressed and angry. You smile, flinching slightly when you hear the door slam.
“Hi honey, how did it go in the stud—“ you were cut off by him roughly pressing his lips on yours, meeting in a passionate kiss. He held you close, groaning. His grip on your waist tightened as you moaned softly to the kiss.
You pull away, panting. “Baby? What’s wrong?” You mutter, gulping. “Schatzi, m’so fuckin annoyed.” He said, while placing kisses all over your neck. You feel your panties growing damper and damper.
You cup his cheeks, pouting. “What happened, Tommy?” He looked at you, smirking slightly. You felt something hard on your stomach, your face flushed as you realised what it was.
His breath tickled your ear, as he whispered “can you help me relax, baby?” You smile innocently up at him, before saying—
“Take it out on me, Tom.”
Without another word, he immediately carries you to your shared bedroom as he whispers dirty things to you. He threw you on the bed, flipping your pink mini skirt. He smirked at the sight of your wet panties.
“All wet from daddy, hmm pretty girl?” As he rubbed your clit over your panties. You let out a whimper, rubbing yourself against his fingers. “Yeah? You like it when daddy touches you like that?”
You nod quickly, as he spanks your wetness. You yelp out in surprise. “Ass up, baby.” He spanked your pussy once more. You get on all fours, raising your ass up, wriggling it infront of him.
He spanked your ass cheek roughly, making you whine into the pillow. “Behave, baby. Daddy won’t let his little princess cum if you don’t.” He grabs something from the nightstand, holding out a vibrator with the remote.
He pulls your panties down, revealing your wet folds to his hungry eyes. He groans, rubbing them roughly as he places the vibrator between them. He clicks the highest level on the remote, making you squeal and moan.
brrr.
“C’mon, baby. Such a good girl.” He coed, smiling. He groaned, removing the vibrator. He patted your pussy, smirking as he aligns himself to your pussy.
He teasingly rubbed his tip on your clit, slapping your cheek gently. “Wan’ daddy to fuck you, slut?” You nodded quickly.
Without a warning, he slammed his whole length in you, leaving you no time to adjust to his size. He pounded in and out of your pussy roughly, groaning. “This little pussy’s squeezing me s’muchh— uhnnn-“
He moaned, slamming into you faster, smiling softly down at your pretty face, ruined with tears and streaks of your mascara, your lip gloss ruined.
“D-Daddy— m’so clooosee!” You whimper, fucking yourself on him. He chuckled at your needy ness, slapping your ass. “Cum f’your daddy, baby.”
You let out a long whine, as you came all over his cock. He didn’t stop there, still thrusting into you rough and fast. You moan, squirting all over his chest.
You and him pant heavily, squirming. He smirked, playing with his lip piercing. He ran his hands through your hair, kissing you. You smile, your eyes droopy.
He wiped off the shared fluids off yours and his body, changing you into your comfortable matching pajamas. He smirked, playing with his lip piercing once more as he admired in awe at your adorable sleeping form.
“Goodnight, meine liebe. Ich liebe dich” He kissed your forehead goodnight, slowly falling asleep beside you, holding you close.
Let’s just say you both ate the dinner the next day.
RUSHED, HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT. LOVEYOUALL! ᡣ𐭩
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