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vhagarsback · 2 years

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robb stark and jon snow thoughts

warnings: smut, masturbation, authority kink, slight exhibitionism, cheating, robb x you, jon x you

Robb is a good man, he would never do something you did not agree with.

However, he has these urges.

He was already betrothed to another woman as a way to strengthen his alliances, and still, that didn't stop him from pursuing you.

"I only wish to know your name, my lady." Robb smiled directly at you, he was charming enough to make you not so hesitant anymore. You weren't highborn and didn't consider yourself worthy of having the king's attention.

"I am not a lady, your grace." You kept your head down, not daring to look him in the eyes. Robb looked amused and seemed to not care about your words.

"You are very pretty." And he would compliment you until you finally gave your name to him. He was enchanted, wishing to know more about you.

That was his mission as he would wait for his marriage to the Frey girl.

He would do anything to make himself seen trustworthy, to make you come to him whenever you needed advice.

Eventually, you started to fall for his charms and would agree to anything the prince asked you.

It started with small, innocent favors you just couldn't refuse.

"Would you be kind enough to bring me some water?" Robb asked sweetly, going through the papers on his desk once more. You didn't hesitate, failing to see the smirk on his face.

Once he saw how obedient you were becoming, he began to ask more from you.

"Could you run me a bath?" The king was visibly tired from planning his next war, it just wouldn't be polite to not do it.

But when you were preparing the water, Robb came unannounced, putting his hands on your shoulders from behind. You swallowed in a nervous action, feeling his fingers caressing your skin over the thin clothes you were wearing.

"You do so much for me, I can not thank your kindness enough." Robb continued to lower his hands, whispering in your neck as he inhaled your scent. He was dizzy, and his words were lazier and lazier.

"My purpose here is to serve House Stark, my Lord." You murmured trembling, sighing as he took his hands off you.

"I am forever grateful for that." He smiled, and you froze as he began to take his clothes off. "Care for helping me? I am just so tired."

He took full advantage of your loyalty, teasing you and making you embarrassed at every opportunity.

You caught him naked one day, you apologized profoundly and said you would never come to his room without knocking again. He only laughed and asked you to come closer. "You ever seen a naked man?"

You denied with your head, words failing you. He made a motion for you to step closer.

"Just look at me. Look at my body, dove." Robb finished and your eyes were on his chest, his hair dark and going all the way down to his crotch, arms and legs toned and thick with muscle.

You were blushing, cheeks burning, and he turned around before you could invade his intimacy and look at what you weren't supposed to. You saw his large back and shoulders, firm ass, and hands at the sides of his body. He smiled once again.

His nakedness became regular, you often found him reading bare in his room, muscles and legs all for you to see.

You were careful not to stare too much and to not let your eyes travel too far again, but you were eager to know more.

"Lord Stark?" Robb had called you to his chambers, and you came as quickly as you could. He took in your appearance, from the way your lips were plump and shiny to the way your thighs clenched at the mere sight of him.

Robb knew he succeed at making you want him, and that just made everything simpler.

"Sit at my feet." He ordered and your mind was quick to obey as if it were trained for it.

Robb always looked intimidating to you, he had the eyes of a true king, and having his presence so close and his attention solely on you made butterflies fly in your stomach. At his feet, he looked bigger, stronger, like he could break you into pieces with his hands. You thought he only needed his words.

You were itching to make a comment, to make him proud of you in a way. However, you were paralyzed.

"Unbuckle my belt." The king commanded as if he was talking to his soldiers, but his hand went to your hair and gently petted your head.

Your hands were shaking, you felt your belly ache and your breath was not as controlled.

He was just in his trousers, and even though you had seen him naked countless times, that seemed too intimate.

Your knees started to burn, you didn't mind and looked up at him. You almost didn't recognize Lord Stark, his eyes were darker, expression was almost haunting.

You didn't realize that was just how he always looked at you, starved.

"Suck my cock." He licked his lips as the words left his mouth with a certainty that was final, you just couldn't question him.

You did what you were supposed to, obeyed Lord Stark.

Jon knew it was wrong in all the ways possible, but he didn't know how to stop wanting you.

He made a promise, took a vow and swore to take no wife, to not let women distract him from his duties. He knew it was going to be hard and he managed, until he saw you.

You were married to a southern Lord he didn't care enough to know the name, and you needed help from the people in the north.

The lord commander agreed on letting you and your husband stay for a few days, and Jon knew it would be his downfall.

He wouldn't be the only one to stare at you during dinner, the men in the castle couldn't handle pretty women, but his intentions were the clearest, he wanted you in a way he wasn't able to explain.

Jon would subtly avoid you, only speaking to your husband when he needed to, and would try to not meet your eyes. You thought it wasn't polite, but you were intrigued.

"I think this is yours, Jon Snow." A letter he was supposed to send that morning was now in your hands, waiting for Jon to take it with a gentle smile on your lips.

He seemed surprised and quickly took it from you after rasping out a thank you. His voice was hoarse, a little shaky, but he was brave enough to stare into your eyes.

It didn't last long, as your husband appeared behind you with a hand on your waist. Jon left, and you sighed quietly.

That night, he forgot about being a man of the Night's Watch and touched himself thinking about the way your fingers touched his, about how sweet you smelled, and the way you said his name. He spilled his seed on his hand and as he came down from his high Jon thought about how you'd look tasting his cum.

Jon felt guilty, dirty and promised himself to not think about you that way anymore.

"For some reason, I fear you do not like me." Your voice came as a gift when he was training alone, sword hurting the target as your steps were closer. He stopped, almost amused at how wrong you were.

"I do not know you enough." He spent enough time looking at you to know a few things, but his mouth wouldn't betray him.

"You could." You smiled and his heart beat fast, he was confused and a bit nervous. "Come to my chambers tonight, my husband will be meeting with the Lord Commander."

Jon blinked, still staring at you. His eyes travelled to your mouth and back to your eyes, you understood. Your mouth moved without your permission.

"See you tonight, then."

a/n: pls write more for my stark brothers guys </3

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cute aemond headcanons

warnings: none? just pure fluff and love

As his new wife, you would be surprised at how touchy Aemond could be.

A hand on your thigh for reassurance when you were speaking about subjects you were not the most at ease at.

A gentle hand on your back when you were not feeling very well and needed to be excused. His eyes filled with worry would follow your every movement with extra care, guiding you to your chambers without words needing to be uttered.

He would offer his arm for you to hold when you were walking around the castle, keeping you close to him as his lips told stories of his growing up in King's Landing, as he would complain about mundane matters and pretend only the two of you existed.

When you were dining with his family, Aemond would touch his knee with yours, smiling slightly when you noticed. He kept watching you laugh and talk to his mother, heart content and at peace.

His lips would touch your forehead on you were tired, and his hand you seek yours when he felt restless.

Every night, Aemond would let his long hair free, asking you to brush it before you went to bed. When you finished, he would kiss you until you both fell asleep.

If you could not sleep, he would tell you about a new philosopher he discovered or ramble about the history of Westeros, your head on his chest and legs intertwined.

He would watch you braid your hair so he could do it for you, quickly learning how you liked it better. Sometimes it would take longer for him to finish it as he was too distracted kissing you.

Long rides on Vhagar's back whenever you asked or Aemond wanted to spend time alone with you.

Knowing the enemies he has and even the members of his own family, he only trusts his mother and sister around you, ensuring to never leave you alone in the castle.

In consequence, he could be overprotective.

"I am not a helpless little girl, my prince." You said in a definitive tone, diverging your gaze to the window. While it made you irritated, you understood Aemond only wanted to take care of you.

"I know, but my heart worries too much." Aemond's sapphire glistened in the moonlight, his eye desperately seeking yours, his hand on your waist, trying to bring you closer to him.

"I am sorry, I do not intend to treat you like a child, my love." Aemond whispered in your ear, kissing your cheek and caressing your hair the way you liked it. You smiled a bit, and he sighed. "You know I would never forgive myself if something ever harmed you."

Aemond would be very attentive to what you didn't like so he could be better for you, not wishing to upset you.

He would appreciate you vocally expressing your love, Aemond trusted your words more than anything and would be grateful to hear you'd be loyal to him forever.

It took Aemond a while to be confident enough to take his eye patch off around you, not because he didn't believe in your kind words and certainty, but because he had been greatly hurt in the past.

He's of course relieved and even a bit timid at your endless interest in his sapphire.

He would be a dedicated husband and a great man to you, even with his mistakes and ambition.

And Aemond would make sure to turn all his promises into reality, swearing to never leave your side and to love you even in the darkest nights.

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bad and pervert aegon ii headcanons

warnings: non-con, somnophilia, masturbation, jealous aegon, mentions of pregnancy and anal sex

You are betrothed to the second born Targaryen prince, Aemond. He treated you nicely in his own way and seemed content to perform his duties.

You had never given much thought to his brother. However, you noticed he was very interested in you.

"Your hair looks so soft, can I touch it?" He would ask you with nothing but pureness in his voice when Aemond wasn't around. You would permit, smiling as his fingers curiously toyed with your locks.

You could feel his unsteady breath on your neck, he lowered his eyes from your head to your lips and back to your eyes. His hand found your scalp and he grabbed your hair, bringing you to his body.

"You can not escape me, you know this." He whispered in your ear and kissed your cheek, releasing you from his hold as he heard footsteps next to the door. Aegon left but not before patting his brother on the back, hiding his erection, and quickly going to your chambers.

The guards couldn't stop him from entering wherever he wanted, he was the future king after all.

He stood next to your bed and took his pants off, holding his cock above your pillow. He didn't need much to cum all over your bed, staining your fresh bedsheets with his seed. Aegon thought of your face when you found out.

He could not always be with you, but he would demand letters to be delivered anonymously to your room at night. You would always know who sent it and tried to ignore it, but the words made you confused.

"I will rip your dress and take you in front of my brother, make him learn how to please a woman." Aegon often made fun of Aemond in his letters, insinuating he was not the one for you.

Sometimes, Aegon was more straightforward and the letters on the paper were shaky, dripping with desire. "Your jaw will be sore from how badly I will fuck your throat, you won't be able to speak for days. But you don't need to speak as I already know what you want."

He watched you change into your nightgowns every single night through the keyhole, touching himself with a bottle in his hand, and his thoughts filled with images of you with your legs open, inviting him to fuck your cunt.

Though, you were always loyal to your future husband, staying by Aemond's side even with his brother's constant provocations. You were afraid of what would happen if Aemond found out, but now it was too late to tell him.

It infuriated Aegon, he wanted you all to himself. He couldn't stop glaring at you when you laughed at something Aemond said, when you pretended he wasn't in the room.

One night, Aegon decided to make his wishes come true. He walked around the castle until he stopped in front of his brother's room, a key in his hand. He knew Aemond was inside, and thinking only of you, he locked the door.

He came into your room in slow and quiet steps.

You were asleep on your belly, just as Aegon thought. Coming closer, he sighed, you were wearing his favorite nightgown as if you knew he would visit you.

It was pooling at your waist, leaving your legs uncovered. Your hair was in a braid, you looked peaceful and in deep sleep.

Aegon climbed onto your bed and sat on your thighs, gulping and closing his eyes as he noticed you weren't wearing anything underneath. Your back was almost nude, soft skin so inviting.

You didn't wake up when he began to touch you, running his fingertips over your back and your ass, squeezing the flesh softly. One hand came to your pussy and the other to his pants, groping himself over the fabric. His movements were careful and precise, and he smirked when he noticed you were getting wet.

"I'm gonna fuck you awake, my love, make you say my name all night. The rightful Targaryen, the only one suited to your hand." Aegon's voice was needier and he sounded delusional. He distributed sloppy kisses all over your neck, fingering you while he touched himself.

When you woke up and registered what was happening, the prince was already entering your pussy, starting to pound into you. His pace was aggressive, his hands rough on your waist as he brought you to meet his hips. Aegon was using you to get him off, holding your face on your pillow, the same one he spilled his seed on days ago.

You moaned, feeling a thousand emotions at the same time. "I'm going to fill you up and make you a mother. Make your belly round with my child. My child, not Aemond's."

His thumb played with your hole, you flinched and he laughed, his hand harsher on your waist. Aegon's spat on it and you clenched around his cock. "You want me fuck your ass, fucking whore." And he didn't stop until you were spent, legs numb.

He would cum inside you and make you round with child as he promised, and when he became king Aegon eventually stole you from his brother and married you. You were forever his as he always wished.

a/n: i very much don't like him but i had some requests for aegon and thought well let's see what i can do

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bad and pervert aemond headcanons

warnings: smut, creampie, mentions of anal sex, possessive aemond

Although I do think his brother is way worse, Aemond is far from being a good guy.

You would be his mother's servant, on Alicent's orders following her around the castle in case she needed any help.

The problem was her son.

Aemond's presence followed you, the long blond hair being recognizable even when he tried to go unnoticed.

The first time you exchanged a word with him was in Alicent's room, you were just finishing making the bed when you felt slender fingers toying with the strands of hair on the back of your neck.

"I don't know why my mother doesn't give you better clothes." The words seemed like an excuse to lower his hands to your back, examining your body and the fabric closely.

You were paralyzed, afraid of what the unpredictable prince would do.

"You are terrified." Aemond was smiling. An evil, malicious smile.

His hands stopped at your waist and your throat closed, timid and nervous. Aemond suddenly stopped and removed his hands from your body, leaving the room in quick steps.

You never understood what had happened, but you knew that after that moment Aemond's actions were even more risky, even bolder.

Aemond made all the possible excuses for you to come to his room instead of taking care of Alicent. He said that no maid did the job properly, and that only you catered to his tastes.

His mother, tired, sent you to his chambers.

Aemond would call you in the middle of the night, claiming it was an emergency, but the truth was that the silky nightgowns left your nipples and skin exposed, and it was easier to see your panties when you were distracted doing your work.

He enjoyed watching you, squeezing your ass when you were busy, and hugging you from behind for you to feel his cock at the end of your back.

He insisted that Alicent let you sit at the table at family dinners, telling her mother that he wanted the servants to feel at ease.

In reality he wanted to squeeze your thighs under the table, make you dine while having two fingers stuffing your pussy.

Aemond always made you cum for the satisfaction of embarrassing you, of making you look at his mother with wet panties and swollen nipples.

Aemond whispered dirty words to you every chance he got, telling you how much he wanted to fuck bastards into you, how much he wanted your lips on his cock, how he touched himself thinking of you on all fours.

He'd pound your pussy and call you a whore all night and when you were done he'd sit in front of the fireplace to read, you on your knees beside him while he stroked your hair.

When he noticed that Aegon was looking at you too much, he would start sending subtle hints that you were not available.

He would put his arms around your waist, leaving kisses on your neck, waiting for you to turn around to slap your ass and smile at his brother with a challenging look on his face.

If that didn't work, he would send you to Aegon's room with his cum running down your legs, all your holes used by Aemond.

"If you even think about another man I will know." Aemond groaned in your ear as his cock fucked your ass mercilessly, your hair held firmly by the prince's hand so you would be in the position he wanted. The other hand on your clit, making you see stars.

Oblivious to Aemond's behavior, Alicent granted his request that you be his new personal maid, having to do his every wish until he got tired of you.

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hunger

jacaerys velaryon x reader

tags: explicit content, jace velaryon x fem reader, smut, creampie, shy reader, a bit of a breeding kink kinda

summary: jacaerys just wants to see all of you, despite your shyness.

Jacaerys asks you "Why don't you let me see it, sweetheart?" A gentle, almost condescending tone in his voice, hungry eyes on your swollen tits. You look away for a second, cheeks burning from shyness and feeling hot when staring at the prince's hands resting in your calves.

"It is embarrassing." You whispered and tried to close your legs again, gasping when Jacaerys grabs your knees and keeps you spread open. His eyes were dark, his lips plump and shiny from kissing all over your body. Jacaerys was a patient, sweet man, but he wanted to see what he did to you.

He bent his head to the side, smiling at you, trying to make you obey. Hands were caressing your knees, making their way to the inside of your thighs. The prince's eyes traveled from your face to your belly to the middle of your legs again.

"You were so brave minutes ago, asking me to fill you up with my cum and give you heirs. Don't you remember, my love?" Jacaerys asked, smirking as wetness gushed out of your pussy, you moaned softly. Jacaerys was controlling himself to not jump on his cute wife.

"You're so mean." You whispered, voice weak and shaky. Jacaerys stared at the hair sticking to your sweaty forehead, the tears at the corner of your eyes and the marks on your chest and neck and sympathized with you.

"I'm sorry, dearest." It was easy to realize he wasn't sorry at all when he smiled so proudly at the he ruined you, sighing when you let him see all of you.

"It feels good, I admit." You whispered as cum dripped slowly from your cunt, clenching around nothing as a whimper left your swollen lips, you were trying your best to not waste any drop. Two fingers went to the middle of your legs, the pout and your teary eyes made the disappointment clear.

"Dear, do you like it so much when I come inside? Why didn't you tell me? I would have let you swallow." Jacaerys mumbled against your flushed face and lowered his hand slowly until he replaced your fingers with his own, making a loud wet noise when two digits slipped in easily.

You closed your legs around Jacaerys hand, feeling almost empty as you got used to something much bigger filling you up. Nobody ever came close to what Jacaerys made you feel. Your eyes rolled back and you had to hold on to your husband's arms to keep from screaming, your sensitivity even worse and your thighs kept shaking uncontrollably.

"Again." You still pleaded, receiving a smirk in response.

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warm

jace velaryon x reader

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

warning: none?

summary: jacaerys finds you, and he will never let anything happen to you.

Your eyes were blurred with tears, the long dress was suddenly uncomfortable to run through the castle.

Servants and guards, even though they didn’t stop you, seemed to wonder what to do with the weeping princess.

You felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment, feeling ridiculous for crying like that for a foolish reason.

"Wait, princess!" A voice called your name and hurried footsteps came towards you. Your chest hurt, because you already knew who was after you.

You tried to walk faster, wiping your damp face with the back of your hand, but the prince was quicker, slipping his hand into yours. You froze, not daring to turn around at your most vulnerable moment.

"Princess..." Jacaerys voice was sweet and cautious, as if he was afraid that you would run again. His palm was warm against yours, the firm grip made you realize that it was useless to try to ignore the prince.

You felt guilty as soon as you turned around, Jacaerys eyes were filled with concern. He was panting, he seemed to be in a mission to find you.

"Who did this to you, my love?" Jacaerys asked, releasing your hand only to hold your face between his palms. Jacaerys hands were always hot, his chest warm when you slept together. Jacaerys ever told you it was the blood of the dragon.

Trying to find the answer in your eyes, his face contorted into an expression of pain when a solitary tear ran down your cheek.

You swallowed, running away was tempting, "Aegon was being stupid."

Jacaerys sighed angrily, his eyes glinting. The concern that filled them before turned to hatred. "He is stupid. All the time. What did he say to you?"

You looked away, Jacaerys attention was overwhelming, It made you feel like the only person in the world. The prince was apprehensive, as far as he knew, Aegon was capable of anything, even more so if he knew it would affect him.

"What did he say to you, dearest?" He asked again and stroked your hair, you looked at him.

"He said that i'm useless in the castle. that i'm not even good enough for a..." You hesitated to complete the sentence, you wouldn't be able to utter something so absurd in front of your lover. However, a glance at Jacaerys expression made you finish. "...Bastard."

The prince clenched his jaw, laughing incredulously. His hands went down to your shoulders, you felt them tremble slightly in anger. "I will take care of it. Wait for me in my chambers."

"No, Jace." You called out determinedly as Jacaerys was about to call a guard to accompany you. Jacaerys stopped and looked at you, his brown eyes still burning in fury. "He just wants attention, and I was mindless enough to listen to his words."

The prince denied with his head, pulling you to his chest, one hand holding you tight. "He has no right to speak to you like that, my love."

Aegon's words were nonsense when you were next to Jacaerys, your face cold with tears no longer bothered you, your messy hair didn't matter.

"I won't let him do anything to you. He won't come near you." Jacaerys whispered in your ear, his voice confident and with the certainty of a future king. Your heart was beating fast, you closed your eyes and heard Jacaerys heart imitating yours.

"I know." You replied, raising your head to meet the eyes of your prince. You recognized what you always saw when you looked at him, love.

Your lips met his halfway and you forgot your troubles, the hands on your waist were all you felt. His lips were soft against yours, warm.

Though, Jacaerys meant his words.

a/n: just a silly little thought to my jace girlies <3

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