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harunayuuka2060 · 3 months

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*In the NRC Groupchat*

Malleus: @Everyone

Malleus: @MC

*Everyone is online.*

Jade: Oya?

Kalim: Hello guys!

Jamil: Hello.

Riddle: What's going on, Malleus-senpai?

Azul: It seems we are here to witness something.

Everyone (except Malleus): ^

Sebek: @MC Waka-sama has separately mentioned you! Where are you?!

Ace: They'll be here in a moment. They need to finish Professor Trein's project. It's due today.

Deuce: Yeah.

Sebek: Hmph! Is that project more important than Waka-sama?!

Lilia: Sebek.

Ace: MC wanted to say that of course not, but they need to submit this because they don't want to be held back.

Riddle: I agree. Education is important.

Vil: Anyway...

Vil: Is there something you need to tell them, Malleus?

Malleus: Yes.

Malleus: I can start now.

Malleus: They can read this later.

Malleus: @MC

Malleus: In this vast universe

Malleus: Among the many stars

Malleus: In a single vast blue planet

Leona: I'm starting to feel the cringe.

Idia: Fr fr

Ortho: Brother...

Lilia: Can you not interrupt Malleus? :)

Cater: XD

Ruggie: Shishishi XD Leona is just bitter.

Leona: What did you say?

Ruggie: Wrong sent.

Vil: Malleus, you should continue.

Malleus: ...

Malleus: My small feelings of love would reach

Malleus: to that tiny island where you are

Ace: Damn

Ace: @MC He's criticizing the dorm you're in

Riddle: Off with your head, Ace!

Ace: Wh-What? I'm not doing anything!

Floyd: Crabby~

Ace: Okay! Okay! I'll shut up!

Deuce: Suits you well.

Ace: Shut up!

Malleus: Time had passed since I met you

Malleus: And the letters adorning our feelings are also increasing

Everyone: !!!

Kalim: OMG!!!! YOU TWO ARE DATING?!!

Lilia: *happy emoji*

Silver: Ah. That's why I've been seeing you writing letters every week.

Leona: I knew it. Cringe.

Rook: Non! That is such a sweet gesture!

Idia: Yeah. For you. Because you're a romantic.

Azul: This is interesting. Don't you think, @Jade ?

Jade: Yes. ^^

Floyd: But why though~?

Jamil: Maybe both of them are trying to keep it a secret.

Ace: It's not effective then.

Ace: Especially when MC gets a hickey after leaving Diasomnia.

Riddle: ACE!

Ace: What is it this time?!

Trey: Ace, I would appreciate it, really, if you would keep quiet for a while.

*Ortho muted Ace.*

Ruggie: Lol.

Ortho: Please continue, Malleus Draconia.

Malleus: ...

Malleus: Someday, they will echo unnoticed in our hearts

Malleus: At times violently, at times sorrowfully

Malleus: They will echo faraway, into the far-off distance

Malleus: This tender song will change world

Malleus: Look now

Malleus: the person who you cherish

Malleus: Is right beside you

Leona: 😒

*Ortho muted Leona*

Lilia: Thank you, Ortho! ^^

Ortho: You're welcome! ^^

Malleus: I wish for this to reach just you

Malleus: Resonate, my song of love

MC: ...

MC: @Malleus stop

Malleus: ...

Everyone: ...

Malleus: Why?

Sebek: HUMAN! YOU'RE MAKING THE YOUNG MASTER CRY!

Silver: Sebek.

*MC has started a group video call.*

*Everyone has joined the group video call.*

*MC smiles at the camera*

MC: You beat me to it, Malleus.

MC: *continues the song Malleus shared in the chat*

Look now...

Resound, my song of love

You come to realise,

that even when the two of us should walk a dark road

The moon would illuminate our days

Never letting go of your hand I've clasped

Our feelings are strong

and we vow it's for all eternity

In the depths of eternity

I will surely say the exact same words

with my feelings still the same

But those words will never cease

they will turn into tears

Then to joy

Unable to speak

I'll just embrace you

Look now

the person who you cherish

Is right beside you

I wish

for this to reach just you

Resonate, my song of love

Look now...

Resound, my song of love

If it's a dream don't wake me up

the time I've spent with you

Shall become a star

shining eternally

Look now

The person who you cherish

is right beside you

I wish

for this to reach just you

Oh resound, my song of love

Look now

the person who you cherish

Is right beside you

I wish

for this to reach just you

Resonate, my song of love

Look now...

Look now!

MC: *catches their breath then laughs*

Malleus: ...

*Malleus hung up*

Everyone: Where did he go?

Malleus: *then appearing with MC* *throwing himself to them*

MC: Oof!

Malleus: I love you.

Lilia: *sniffles* I'm so glad I get to see this.

Sebek: Waka-sama... I'm so happy for you... *holding back his tears*

Silver: Please excuse me for interrupting, but you might want to end the call first.

Floyd: Eh~ But we want to watch~

MC: Haha, you wouldn't "like" to watch us, Floyd.

Malleus: *looks at the camera and reaches to end the video call*

*Back in the groupchat*

Ruggie: I bet you 30 madols, they're being lovey-dovey right now.

Idia: You didn't have to bet for something like that.

Ortho: They're kissing on the grounds of Ramshackle dorm.

Everyone: 😶

#twisted wonderland #twst mc #twst malleus #twst nrc #【Original PV 】Little love song/ MONGOL 800 (cover) by Amatsuki

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quirklezz · 4 months

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Thank you so much ❤I was thinking that yn is Toms gf and is very loved by his fans as well, but also because she's a book author and tries her best to stay put of the spotlight("my books speak for me") and let Tom shine. Her aura is just super mesmerizing. I was thinking she could be a horror author( like the love child of Stephen King and Anne Rice) and Tom is her #1 fan. What do you think?

Bookworm | Tom Blyth

a/n: Thanks so much for requesting I love this idea since I also love reading and inspire to be an author myself. Feedback is appreciated and requests are open!

tomblyth Hard at work 🖤 @ynusername

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user1 LET HER COOK 🔥

user3 this may be my sign to start reading her books skskskskksksks

↳ user2 you def should I love her writing

user5 Tom has a gf?!?

↳ user1 Yes but she doesn’t post much since she wants to keep out of the spotlight

↳ user5 respect

user4 I know for a FACT Tom made that cup of coffee for her

↳ user3 yep!! I think he mentioned it in an interview before

ynusername trying to write but I’m getting distracted by the view @tomblyth

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user3 caption is so real

user4 if Tom was in front of me I’d be distracted by him too

user1 me during finals with that one Tom Blyth edit iykyk 😫

↳ user2 A MAN A MAN A MAAAAAN

user3 not me opening up booktok after seeing this

↳ user6 do you think YN knows about booktok?!?

↳ user1 I wonder if Tom knows about booktok because of her skskskskksks

↳ user3 her horror stories are so booktok coded fr

tomblythdaily Tom during the press tour for tbosas where a fan asked him to sign @ynusername newest addition to her horror series

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user4 we love a supportive bf

user1 omw to get a copy 🏃🏻‍♀️💨

user5 babe wake up new horror book just dropped by @ynusername

user2 they better turn one of her books into a movie already she deserves it

↳ user3 facts!! especially since Tom is her #1 fan and an actor he could easily star as the lead

↳ user4 Tom in a horror film written by YN we’d love to see it 👀

user6 was a YN fan before a Tom Blyth fan but I love seeing how they support each other

↳ user1 power couple fr!

tomblythupdates Tom is confirmed to play the lead in @ynusername film adaptation of her #1 best selling horror series. Follow us for more updates!

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user6 I’m so proud of her

↳ user2 same 😭

user3 SHE DID THAT

↳ user1 facts!!

user5 the fact that her book is being made into a movie and her bf gets to star in it is so inspiring to me 🥹

↳ user4 she’s winning at life

user6 @ynusername is saving the horror genre of 2024

↳ user1 she’s been saving it since her first book release

↳ user7 I haven’t read the books yet but now I want to

user1 Stephen King who? I only know YN ☕️

↳ user6 and I oop-

#tom blyth #tom blyth fanfiction #tom blyth x reader #tom blyth x you #tom blyth imagine

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writingismyfortune · 6 months

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prized possession | dan heng || honkai star rail one shot

published on october 22nd, 2023.

pairing: dan heng x reader

genre: fluff, with a sprinkle of jelly + possessive dan heng

word count: who knows at this point, but it is kind of short anyway.

synopsis: your boyfriend, dan heng, gets jealous over you talking with another guy that he doesn’t know. that’s the gist of it.

warning: lowercase is intended! there might be some spoilers if you are not caught up with dan heng IL’s lore. dan heng IL has me on my KNEES fr. i’m aware that “the guy that should not be named rn” and dan heng know each other. they just don’t know each other in this story.

it is a normal day in the xianzhou lufou, with the clear, sunny skies shining with glory.

along with a great number of cycranes soaring in the skies and the residents’ chattering the day away, xianzhou lufou is clearly a nation specializing in business. new ships arrive at the docks of xianzhou lufou as well, dropping off raw materials and such. starskiffs also does the same, picking up materials from xianzhou lufou and shipping them to a different places around the world. trade is one of the many reasons why the xianzhou lufou businesses flourish.

although it is the complete opposite in sclaegorge waterscape, a location that is a part of xianzhou lufou. this place is mostly secluded and not many people go here. however, it is a place that withholds xianzhou’s history. it is the place where dan feng was reincarnated into dan heng, the person he is now.

at the moment, dan heng is meditating near a pond in scalegorge waterscape, its own quietness and tranquility is pleasant to him. the sounds of water rippling from a nearby waterfall is also relaxing to listen to.

dan heng recalls how he and bailu explored many different parts of xianzhou lufou to discover more lore about dan feng, his past incarnation. he has to stand in the shadow of dan feng for the rest of his life, but he has come to accept this fact. it is something he can’t change, however, he is aware that he is his own person. this new revelation has unlocked a new perspective of his life. for once, he is alright with how his life is heading right now.

while he was meditating, he notices a familiar figure in the distance. or perhaps, he senses a similar feeling that he knows all too well. in other words, he is acknowledging their presence. when he opens his eyes and observes his surroundings, he sees you. however, you don’t seem to notice him yet.

why is that the case?

well, that’s because you were communicating with someone, that someone being another guy. someone that dan heng doesn’t entirely know. for some reason, he has a strong urge to protect you from this man, especially when this man is carrying a large coffin.

hearing you laugh because of what the unknown man has said caused an uncomfortable jab in his chest. seeing you smile because of another reason besides him makes him feel anxious and uneasy. he tries to meditate again to calm down his frantic mind, but the thought of you being with another guy makes him shake in his boots.

is he jealous? no way. he trusts you enough to know that you wouldn’t cheat behind his back. so why does he feel so tense when he sees you with this guy? he figures that it is one of your colleagues, but you two seem closer than that.

in fact, this guy is far more handsome than he is. with his luscious golden hair and his light green eyes. it’s only natural that he feels…anxious about this, right?

he’s afraid of losing you after all. he loves you too much to let you go.

and so, while you were casually conversing with this tall, handsome guy, you suddenly feel something wrapped around your waist protectively. looking down for a second, you see a turquoise-colored tail that you know all too well.

the guy that you were talking to was also astonished and confused by dan heng’s sudden appearance. he seems intrigued though as if he is aware that he knows who dan heng is.

looking back up at dan heng, you raise an eyebrow at dan heng. it’s like you’re silently asking him what is he doing, completely unaware of how tense he is right now. in fact, you are slightly taken aback by his sudden appearance as well since he just appears out of nowhere. you didn’t even hear his footsteps!

your guy friend introduces himself politely.

“greetings, kind sir. i’m luocha, a merchant from a foreign land.” he does a polite bow as well to express how genuine he is.

“you’re more than a merchant, luocha. your expertise on herbal medicine is fascinating.” you comment, a bit amused that luocha is actually introducing himself to dan heng. dan heng knows that you’re just being nice by praising him like that, but that statement made him a little insecure, deep down.

“you’re not wrong, i am skilled in herbal medicine and help those in need.” luocha chuckles, he nods in agreement. you only sigh and tell your boyfriend that you are helping luocha collect some herbs for pharmaceutical purposes.

dan heng slightly becomes less tense when you clarified luocha's statement. perhaps dan heng is still iffy about luocha, but he trusts you enough that luocha is telling the truth.

luocha then briefly tells you that he will see you later because he has some other matters to attend to. it seems like he knows that he is making dan heng uncomfortable for some unknown reason. he’s being considerate. in addition, luocha has a hunch that dan heng was silently telling him that you belong to him.

after all, he knows that vidyaharas are loyal, but territorial creatures.

when luocha leaves with his giant coffin, you also tell him your farewell. the grip from dan heng’s tail tightens a little, as if he doesn’t want you going anywhere right now. noticing this, you wonder why dan heng is so tense around luocha.

giving him a hug, you want to soothe his nerves. dan heng, a bit taken aback by this, immediately calms down when he feels your warmth and closeness.

you always know how to calm his anxieties. however, he is still insecure, but he decides that he will keep them quiet. he thinks that he shouldn’t worry your pretty little head about it.

his tail wraps around your body in multiple ways, entrapping you in his tail like a warm blanket. his tail is always very gentle and comfortable to you. the end of his tail starts ticking your cheek. you can feel how fluffy it is.

dan heng hugs you back, but his arms hug you such a way that he is protecting you from danger, even though there isn’t anything dangerous in scalegorge waterscape right now.

it’s like he is telling others to back off, just like what he did to luocha. without you noticing, he was staring down at luocha in the most subtle way possible. perhaps that is the real reason why luocha left. but you wouldn’t know that, would you? he thinks that it is only natural that he wants to protect you because he cherishes you deeply. this isn’t entirely wrong, is it?

you are his. he is yours. makes sense, right?

“where did you come from, dan heng?” you ask dan heng out of the blue, he did just pop out of nowhere while you were walking around xianzhou lufou with luocha.

“i do come to scalegorge waterscape sometimes. after all, it’s a place that holds many memories of my past life. i just saw you with luocha while i was meditating.” dan heng explains. it makes sense. dan heng then tightens his hug around you, not wanting to let you go yet.

“do you know why luocha carries that coffin everywhere? who is in that coffin?” dan heng then asks you a question, a bit tense about what you are going to say. you raise your eyebrows at this question, not even considering the fact why luocha is carrying a coffin in the first place.

“you know, i never thought of that.” you said. dan heng looks at you with one of his eyebrows raising now, a bit surprised that you didn’t think of that. dan heng then looks a little cautious, his expression looks genuinely concerned.

“i have a feeling that luocha is more than he meets the eye.” dan heng says with a hint of caution. “you should just avoid him at all costs, [your name]. what if he hurts you?” he adds.

“well, luocha can also be a mortician, which is why he is carrying that coffin around.” you exclaim. that’s the most logical explanation, but dan heng is still tense about this.

he didn’t like that you are friends with luocha. he doesn’t even trust luocha right now. is he being understandably cautious or overly paranoid? whatever it is, he doesn’t like the idea of you hanging around with luocha.

“a merchant, a doctor, and a mortician? can someone have that many occupations?”

“that’s a fair argument,” you replied. rubbing your chin in thought, you think about other reasons why luocha would carry a coffin around everywhere.

“[your name], i think you should just stay away from him for now on. i don’t trust him.”

“now you just sound jealous.” you respond with a hint of playfulness in your tone.

“i’m not jealous. i’m just making sure my girlfriend stays safe.” dan heng says.

“sure, keep telling yourself that.” you said, your teasing tone clearly distinct in your voice.

dan heng sighs in frustration, realizing that he can’t really change your mind. maybe he is jealous, but would he admit it to your face? no.

“i’m not jealous, i swear.”

“are you sure? would you like me to provide evidence that led me to this conclusion?”

burying his face into your shoulder, his cheek gently nuzzles with the skin of your neck. his cyan horns are close to your face now, seeing how sturdy they look up close. his horns emit a soft turquoise colored light. it’s barely noticeable right now, but it is there.

“that’s not necessary. i am just afraid of losing you, dear.”

“so you are jealous?”

“good riddance.” he sighs again and his turquoise colored tail continues to embrace you warmly. his arms are still around you too. after all, this is a very comfortable position to dan heng. you are always a good person to hug thanks to your soft skin and your gentle nature. in fact, the hug becomes more firmer and gentle, as if he doesn’t want to let you go out of his sight.

lightly chuckling in amusement, you rub dan heng’s back softly.

“your response just revealed your answer, honey,” you said gently. good aeons, dan heng loves it when you refer to him as cute nicknames like that.

“it’s only natural that i want to protect who i love though.” dan heng retorts back. you hum in thought, knowing that is a good explanation.

you are a gemstone that is more precious to a diamond, a gemstone that outshines the other gemstones. you are the only gemstone he has eyes on. you are perfect in his eyes. he is lucky that he found you first.

you are his and he is yours.

no one else will take you away from him, and no one else will take him away from you.

after all, you are his prized possession.

end of one shot. next chapter: n/a

#dan heng #dan heng x reader #honkai dan heng #honkai star rail #hsr dan heng #imbibitor lunae #hsr fluff #hsr #hsr fanfic #hsr x reader #luocha #hsr luocha #dan heng fanfic #dan heng il

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azinemagazine · 2 months

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Jus doin' sum random scrollin'. 📱 - r3al' 🐉 #mambamentality🐍

Call it mindless, yet we all (in some sorta way) do it. It'd been a minute since anything had been posted for Azine. Supposing it appeared as though only reviews about Ye, Drake, Billie, or Taylor were worthwhile, it still felt integral to take my time. I'd go as far as to say that my creative nuances were both amusingly and unapologetically unafraid of patience. Cut to what one could curate as chancing upon the profile for Canadian singer, songwriter, and dancer Kallitechnis's Ardene interview on YouTube. While snuggly lotus sedentary in a lounge chair Kassandra (a.k.a Kallitechnis) sorted words on some pretty deep stuff. (See, I'm the type to keen in what artists fr say alongside of winnowing amid whatever it is they craft.) All her talk about authenticity, longevity, and even therapy, backdrops her latest Single releases, to delicately while devoutly dream weave some of the most sensational late night Trap Alt. Soul/R&B that I'd ever heard. After hours of zoning out on Spotify & Apple Music, I'd seemingly stumbled upon a mound of sound designs showcasing that Kallitechnis latest releases, "KALEDISCOPE LOVE" & "SOFT LIFE, are sonic gems worthy of ethereal shine.

"KALEDIOSCOPE LOVE" is the most recent release by Kallietechnis. Lyrically it's the lift off elements of romance dazzled in the depth of the "bedsheet ballets'" that hopefully accompany it. If you tap script Kallie's verses here, it'll literally take your breathe away. This 2024 Soul Over Ego Single release paints a sensual sonata, saturated in the palates of lovemaking by the likes of a Jhene Aiko, Victoria Monet, & fav Kehlani. My cherished over the two songs is the latter 2023 released, "SOFT LIFE", where the copulation carved crooning by Kallitechnics feels more assured in its contour. Lyrics like, "Cocoa butter kisses on the back of your neck...No ones around, go and say it with your chest." sets up a between the sheet session, where direction details desire and more importantly: pleasures for both parties. The hedonism hails heavy here, and when ya place that alongside of Kassnadra's visceral vocal layerings, you're insatiably sedated into this ‘sensational style of life’ she's sojourning.

Both releases mode just a mere of the music you can muse through courtesy of Kallitechnis. For me it's the completeness interwoven in the listening experience of these two tracks. Detailing what it takes to call yourself professional in this or any realm is something I valued early on. The attention to detail, care, production, and most importantly the passion, tentpole sound designing success for any act whether indie or not. On that note, Kassandra does something else, almost effortlessly. She ate, and fanged deep into the fact that there are stars who are not signed. Stars: real artists who are crafting carefree of what seemingly fates, what often lacerates acts who sign with labels. Definitively, I'm the late night type. I'm good either playing the pull while out, or layinlow at the cribbo, playlsitin' on the MacBook with Apple TV or YouTube dressing the backdrop. Either in or out, this pair of indie soul sounds soothe both the mind, as well as those other places the sensations may align.😉

♾️

🔥🔥🔥🔥

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#azrelazitgetz #music review #billboard #musicians #newmusic #writers #music #azinemagazine

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flowerandblood · 9 months

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The Impossible Choice (26)

[ Aemond • Targaryen x Baratheon! • female ]

[ warnings: sex content, smut, angst, fluff ]

[description: Aemond comes to Storm’s End to choose his future consort. However, Lord Borros Baratheon presents him with only four of his five daughters. Being attached to his youngest child, he does not want to marry her. The prince, however, thwarts his and her plans with his decision. This is slow burn, with a lot of dark angst and sexual tension. (Anon Request)]

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

Previous and next chapters: Masterlist

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Never before had he felt such euphoria, fulfilment and happiness, as when he took her in the hall of Harrenhal − it seemed so natural, so good, so right.

Her tight, hot, wet insides, her moans, her scent, the touch of her hands, her kisses, her whispers − this was all he'd wanted, all he'd dreamed of for weeks.

She was finally beside him again.

She forgave him.

She still wanted him.

As they tied their breeches back on, he took her hand and led her to his chamber, filled in his heart with a warm, unfamiliar feeling that melted wonderfully through his body.

He felt as if he were lighter, as if the gods had allowed him to rise from earth into the heavens for a moment.

As soon as they closed the door behind them, he took her soft face in his hands to look at her − at her gentle gaze, at her long, dark eyelashes, her shapely nose, her puffy, moist lips, over which he ran his thumb.

He could hear her breathing unevenly, a sweet smile full of fulfilment on her face, her eyes shining like the stars outside the window of his quarters.

He thought that she was more than a woman to him, more than his wife − her gentleness, her softness and warmth seemed to him incompatible with this world, brutal and cruel, filled with death, suffering and fire.

He felt as if he had plunged underwater, but for some reason he could still breathe − its sound suddenly silenced all the screams in his head, blurred the horrific sights before his eyes.

He leaned over her and brushed her mouth with his, slowly and tenderly, merely teasing her swollen, fleshy lips. He heard her sigh quietly as closed her eyes, enjoying this soft, subtle caress.

He thought that if he had wanted brutality, that if he had wanted to burn, he would have taken Alys.

But he wanted something completely different.

He'd realised this back then, in the brothel that Aegon had taken him to.

He wanted to make love.

He wanted to make love to his wife.

This thought, although embarrassing and pouring over him with fear, at the same time filled him with a pleasant, hot, tickling feeling. He hummed contentedly when he felt her hand on his scarred cheek, his artificial sapphire eye uncovered before her, glowing menacingly in the darkness, showing her the whole truth about him.

Her husband.

They kissed like this for a while, with the warm, unhurried brushes of their lips, each time pulling away from their fleshy texture with a wet click that sent shivers through her − he concentrated only on what it felt like to cling to her lips, sucking them between his own.

He pulled her closer to him with his arm, pressing her body against his, so that she could feel that he desired her again and that he would desire her all night long.

That he would touch and caress her endlessly, that he would never let her out of his arms again if he was to remain sane.

He pulled away from her and ran the tip of his nose over her soft, rosy cheek − she smiled at him tenderly, all flushed from his caresses, as aroused as he was.

They looked at each other with a slight, dreamy smile as they began to slowly undress each other − they didn't say anything because there was no need to.

They knew exactly what they both wanted, how they would spend the night.

As he slipped the last layer of the material of her attire off her, he took her in his arms and moved with her towards the bed; he lay her down on the bedding and she sat down in front of him, taking her braid in her hand, slipping the ribbon from it, in a slow, unhurried motion untangling her hair.

He watched this sight as if enchanted, laying down beside her on his side, as bare as she was, running his fingers over her smooth naked skin.

He thought that now, in the faint starlight, lying beside him so warm and vulnerable, bare before him, she looked like a goddess who had taken pity on him and, hearing her lover's wail from the heavens, had come down to comfort him.

He imagined her clad in flowers and thin, delicate white robes, walking in loose hair around the lake shore.

He murmured contentedly and smiled as he saw goosebumps appear on her skin where his hand had traveled − his wife untangled the last curl of her hair and threw her hair back, looking up at him calmly, turning to face him, laying on her side.

He entwined his hand in her soft, shiny hair and drew her to him, their lips and naked, warm bodies pressed together. He felt with delight how her small hands embraced him, how her breasts pressed against his chest, his swollen manhood pulsed steadily, feeling her lower abdomen, hitting her stomach.

With a soft, gentle motion, he took her plushy thigh in his large hand and lifted it, so that he placed it on his hip, never ceasing his kisses. He closed his eye, feeling the tip of her tongue tease his, licking him invitingly like a little kitten, letting out a drawn-out hum of delight.

This, he thought, is what closeness between a man and a woman who are meant for each other should feel like.

He heard her quiet, sweet sigh as she felt the fat head of his pressing against her slit, puffy and wet with her moisture and his spend. He ran his nose over her cheek feeling it, and she responded with a warm, soft kiss, cupping his cheek in her hand, letting him feel that he could do what he wanted.

He pushed into her gently, unhurriedly, spreading her tight walls wide on his cock, sighing along with her because of this wonderful, intimate closeness. He felt her lift her thigh higher on his hip, twisting slightly, allowing him to slide deep, easily, all the way in. His free hand slid lower from her back, gripping her hip, stroking her thigh.

They looked into each other's eyes as he slid out of her and slid in again, painfully slow, without haste or brutality. There was a gentleness and tenderness in his thrusts from which her gaze grew dreamy, her lips parted in the wonder of her accelerated breath enveloping his face.

This is how it should be, he thought.

This is what a first time should look like.

His first time.

Her first time.

Their first time.

He pressed his forehead against hers, feeling her hands in his hair, on his back, his shoulders, repeating those soft, slow thrusts, feeling her walls clench around him greedily, his manhood fully hard, all swollen with desire.

They began to kiss, panting and moaning quietly into each other's mouths, embracing each other tightly as if they wanted to melt into one − only her scent existed for him, only her sounds, only the softness and warmth of her body, only her insides.

"− Aemond −" She whispered softly, sweetly, wonderfully, the way woman whisper the name of her lover she saw at night when her husband was long asleep.

He grinned at the thought, pressing her face to his, his thrusts deep and sure, rooting into her to the very end with the soft, wet, repetitive rocking of his hips.

"− I am here, my sweetest − I am with you −" He whispered comfortingly, not knowing where this behaviour had come from, this sudden overpowering need for tenderness and affection.

He thought that what he had done in the last few weeks had crushed him so much, that he did not have the strength to pretend that along with villages and people, his thirsty, exposed soul was not on fire.

He knew that he was on the brink of madness, on the edge of collapse, but now, being deep inside her, holding her in his arms he was himself again.

He was a man capable of feeling anything again.

He began to slam into her faster, digging his fingertips into her sweaty back and hip, his thrusts quick, deep, determined, loud, sticky with their moisture.

They panted into each other's mouths, closing and opening their eyes, kissing once in a while, her body responding to each of his thrusts with the bucking of her hips, deepening his sensation, making him feel he was on the verge of fulfillment.

"− oh, gods − I'm about to come inside you −" He whispered and moaned low, panting heavily as he felt his seed fill her again, giving him once again the wonderful relief that he craved so much.

He rocked his hips inside her again and again, his mind clouded by the sensation, his hand slid down to her hot, puffy womanhood, trailing around her pearl, rubbing her where between her folds.

He saw her part her lips, sobbing helplessly, rising and falling on his still hard cock, and after a few such strokes she clenched her hands on his back and came with a sweet, innocent moan from which his heart squeezed. He pressed her against him, closing his eye, never before had he experienced what he had just endured with her.

Never before in his life had he felt so fulfilled.

He had made love to her all night, touching her this way, kissing and caressing every inch of her smooth, soft, warm body, experiencing a reciprocation from which his body burned with affection.

He thought that her presence was a completion, that he was not fully human without her.

They only fell asleep in the morning, cuddled into each other, exhausted and filled with happiness.

Although he longed to stay with her longer, he knew that he had to join the gathering with Ser Criston.

He looked down at her bare body pressed into him, her face immersed in a deep, peaceful sleep.

He smiled softly at this sight, taking an unruly strand of hair from her face and kissed her forehead with a quiet click. She lifted her eyelids, drowsy, looking at him uncertainly, as if she didn't know if she was really seeing him. He ran the tip of his nose over hers, looking at her adoringly.

"Will you help me with my bath?"

His wife supervised his servants as they filled the tub with hot water. He look at her thoughtfully, sitting in the chair, staring at her gentle face, and wondered how the word of her joining him here had been received by his brother.

Did he simply agree?

Why had she come alone, in disguise?

He pressed his lips together at the thought, but did not allow himself to ask such questions in front of his servants.

When they had finally left his chamber and everything was ready, he undressed and stepped into the bath, purring quietly, tilting his head, letting the air out from his lungs.

He smiled under his breath as he felt his wife step behind him and untangle his hair as she was always in the habit of doing.

He felt a shiver at the thought.

After she washed his hair, she sat beside the tub, taking the cloth in her hand, dipping it into the water and washing his body, focused entirely on her task.

He looked at her, unable to focus on something else than the sight of her, the knowledge that she was beside him.

He felt that his heart was filled to the brim with affection for her, and although he didn't suspect himself of it, it pleased him.

"Will you join me?" He hummed, feeling his manhood throb instantly at the thought.

With his imagination's eyes he could already see himself sliding his fat cock into her sweet mouth afterwards.

His wife smiled softly as she continued her treatments, but she did not look up at him, her eyebrows raised lightly.

"I must refuse you, dear husband. I wish to join the Witch of Harrenhal and help her treat the wounded. She could certainly use someone to help her." She said softly, and he felt his heart stop.

He looked at her uncertainly, wondering where the idea came from and how she knew about Alys. He pressed his lips together, recognising that the last thing he wanted was for the woman who wanted to seduce him, messing with his head, to now speak with his wife.

He was afraid that she'd tell her something that wasn't true.

In a way he was proud that he had nothing to accuse himself of, but he guessed what the rejected woman was capable of.

"She's a dangerous woman. I don't want her to accompany you." He said a little more harshly than he intended, looking at her intensely − his wife looked at him surprised.

There was something in her eyes that he could not understand, some kind of frustration at his reaction.

"It is my duty to help the wounded. These warriors came here to fight on our behalf. I owe it to them." She said calmly, dipping the cloth into the water again. He swallowed loudly, turning his gaze towards the window, impatient, his heart pounding like mad.

"I have escaped from the Red Keep. Expect a letter requesting an explanation from your brother." She said lightly, and he looked at her, shocked.

"What did he say?" He asked uncertainly, fearing her answer. He saw his wife press her lips together, discomfort now painted on her face.

Something had happened between them.

"I didn't ask his permission. He wouldn't let me go." She said uncertainly, avoiding his gaze. He felt cold shiver run down his spine.

"What happened?" He asked lowly.

For a moment she answered nothing, which made him even more terrified, but just as he was about to rush her, she opened her mouth.

"When I returned from Storm's End, your brother invited me to his chamber to speak with me. I thought he wanted me to give him a report on what my father had said, but…" She paused, swallowing hard, feeling him tense up all over.

"But?" He asked menacingly, his jaw clenched.

She lowered her gaze, clearly afraid of his reaction.

"He confessed his love to me." She said so quietly that he felt like he had overheard himself. He looked at her shocked, unable to believe it, his heart pounding like mad.

"WHAT?"

She pressed her lips together, looking at him pleadingly, touching his bare shoulder.

"I don't know what got into his head. He said that he had fallen in love with me. That there's a woman in Harrenhal who he's sure you'll like. That you won't be faithful to me." She said in a trembling voice.

He stared at her wide-eyed, his chest rising and falling rapidly in anger, his nostrils moving restlessly with each breath.

His brother had confessed his love to his wife.

He slandered him behind his back.

Fucking bastard.

"And what have you done?" He asked coldly, looking at her with murderous eye. His wife raised an eyebrow, correcting herself quickly on the seat.

"I told him he fell in love not with me, but with his fantasies. I asked him to let me go to my chamber and I left." She said quickly, swallowing her saliva loudly.

"He just let you walk away?" He sneered and saw the resentment in her gaze for what he was trying to suggest.

"He didn't take me against my will, if that's what you're asking. I told him that if he really loved me, he would let me leave. And he did." She said lowly, looking at him coldly. He felt a tightening in his chest.

I told him that if he really loved me, he would let me leave.

And he did.

If he really loved me.

He felt his throat, his jaw and his lips were all clenched, he felt like the water around him was about to become steam from his rage. His wife grunted quietly.

"When I got your letter I knew that he wouldn't let me leave. Helaena helped me." She said, lowering her gaze.

He turned his head away at her words, furious, burying his face in his hand.

He was away, fighting for his brother in his war, and he was trying to seduce his wife in the meantime.

A fucking traitor.

He pressed his lips together, swallowing quietly.

"I am your husband." He said finally, looking at her tiredly. "I am faithful to you. Are you faithful to me too?"

He saw uncertainty in her gaze, but also a kind of gentle relief as if she needed to hear it.

Assurance, that he hadn't hurt her again behind her back, that he hadn't humiliated her again as he had then with his words.

She nodded, and he sighed heavily, taking her hand in his, intertwining their fingers, tilting his head back, thoughtful.

"Bring me parchment and quill. I must write a few words to my brother."

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