102 R18
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115 AC
The Eyrie
Aemma Arryn
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"How is Visenya today?" Jessamyn Redfort asks after I sit down at the table to break my fast with her and Lady Arryn.
"She stayed up all night after I finally revealed to her that Rhaenyra and her Husband will be here in the next few days. She has been missing little Egg and got all of her favorite things written down that she wishes to show him herself." I shake my head at how independent my young Daughter is acting even though she is only three-name days old.
She has a long way to go before she can 'escort' someone around the Eyrie herself, this tall castle that is as high as honor itself is far too dangerous to have her taking her nephew around by the hand. They may both be able to walk, Aegon not as well as Visenya, but that does not mean I will let them do as they please and accidentally fall off one of the balconies overlooking the Vale lands.
"I still remember how sad she was when she first arrived, she only stopped crying when we showed her the Moon door." Lady Jeyne shakes her head with a fond smile, she has loved to have Visenya here and spends as much time with her as possible with her duties of ruling the Vale.
I still can't help but admire the younger woman and how she has grown into a strong Lady who commands respect in the Vale. Even with the attempts by her own Kin to usurp her and pass over her birthright, she has many allies. Some of these are people who just had problems with her Uncle, but many have come to respect her decisions and leadership ability.
"Did your eldest Daughter speak of her time so far in Runestone?" Lady Jeyne asks as I am served some food and my glass is filled.
"She did briefly..." I sigh and Lady Jeyne tilts her head curiously.
"Was there a problem?" Her voice hardens a bit, I know she is conflicted on the matter knowing Lady Royce has just cause to have some anger with House Targaryen. "I can send a raven if I need to." I shake my head and sigh once more remembering what my Daughter wrote.
"No, it's fine, I am just concerned about what my Daughter wrote specifically." Now both of the Ladies I am sharing my morning meal with look confused.
"May I ask what she wrote, you seem... concerned." Lady Redfort asks and I close my eyes feeling uncertainty wash over me.
"She-" I take a moment and breath deep. "-spoke of Lady Royce having a 'Deep' resentment that was kept hidden that she and her Husband worried about." I lick my lips and feel my mouth still a bit dry so I reach for my glass and thankfully find its water. "She wrote of attempting to 'right the wrong' that was done to Lady Royce." Both merely blink in confusion as I finish and place my hands flat on the stone table.
The cool stone helps a bit with the heat I feel flushing my face no doubt.
"That sounds... good?" The Lady of the Vale seems to want to smile but can tell I am uncomfortable. "Is it wrong for the future Queen and King consort to seek to mend old faults?" The Arryn woman looks at her 'close friend' and sees the red-haired woman is also confused.
"It is wonderful they are making friends and allies." I correct any misconception while locking my eyes with the Lady of this castle. "But I fear the means by which they plan to 'right' the 'wrong'." I am not certain but I have a good guess knowing my Daughter and her Husband and how... active they can be. "Daemon has failed his Wife... I fear how they plan to make that up to the woman who they now are staying with and have been staying with for the past five days." Five days and she mentioned maybe staying a bit longer at Runestone... they have spent only four days at most at any other Vale castle greeting and meeting Lords and Ladies.
My stay in Dorne opened my eyes to many things.
So my current guess is that they are bedding the woman.
Gods above be good and let my suspicion be wrong.
"I s-see." Lady Redfort flushes herself almost matching her red hair as she takes hesitant looks toward the blonde woman sitting beside her.
The Arryn woman herself seems struck dumb before recovering and having a thoughtful look on her face. But she does not speak further and focuses on her morning meal which I quickly follow her lead on.
I will have a talk with my Daughter when she gets her.
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115 AC
Runestone
Daeron Nymeros Martell
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"Fuck." Both hands running through soft yet slightly damp hair I clench a fist full of both as I press both woman's faces against my cock once more unloading on their faces.
And damn is it a nice sight to see both of them covered in my seed.
"You should have let it out in her cunt." Rhaenyra huffs before leaning forward to lick the seed off of Rhea's face as the woman closes her eyes.
"He has put enough inside of my cunt to Father the next ten generations of my House, I think it's fine to let a little out for his Princess to enjoy." I smirk as I palm the brunette's fat ass which certainly does not match how much of an active lifestyle she lives.
"You think so?" I ask as she attempts to lick a bit of the seed that is on Rhaenyra's face.
"I know so." She wraps an arm around Rhaenyras neck stopping my Wife from trying to escape with her 'prize'.
Shimmer spunk really seems to have an effect on women...
Myriah would sit under my desk sucking me off for hours if I let her and Rhaenyra practically wakes me up every day with her lips around my cock. Rhea herself was hesitant in trying it the first time but is just as much a nut for the nut now as the other women in my life who have tasted it.
"So I guess it won't be necessary for you to travel with us to the Eyrie... the plan was to get a few more 'attempts' in before we head to the North-" I pause and the Royce woman tosses me a fierce look as she adjusts herself enough my hand can slip underneath her ass and find its way to tease her slit. "-but if you think the job is done then there would be no reason for you to ride on dragon back with us through the Vale and to your Lord paramount's castle." Her fierce look crumbles as I massage her clit and Rhaenyra uses the chance to slip away and lay at my side now with a clean face and her hand jerking my length.
"I think we should take her just to make sure..." Rhaenyra mewls vindictively as my other hand finds its way to her breast and I pinch her pretty pink nipple.
Yeah, she has been very active in our stay in Runestone, the thought of knocking up the woman Daemon abandoned has flipped a switch in my wife's head. I think she sees it as pulling the rug out from under him as the plan is to claim the child is his anyway. He owes House Nymeros Martell too much to claim otherwise and the babe would be able to even prove it's not a 'Bastard' by claiming a dragon one day. A dragon that won't pass to its kids and they also won't be able to get eggs as we have a rule we plan to pass once Rhaenyra takes the throne concerning dragons and other houses.
But ignoring the scheme of my lusty Wife I myself can not see why Daemon ignored Rhea, maybe she was uglier when she was younger or something. But she is like a fine wine with wide hips and a fat ass that drive me crazy, her breasts are also nothing to scoff at being around Rhaenyras size after both of my Wife's pregnancies swelled her chest impressively.
"Gods!" Rhea almost seems to want to bounce on my hand as I slip my middle finger in and out of her tight slit but I quickly pull my hand back not wanting it 'crushed' between her leg and her rear end.
She whines pitifully as I do but instead of seeking back out my hand, she goes for my cock that Rhaenyra slightly shakes side to side enticingly at the woman. Rhea swings a leg over as Rhaenyra adjusts her body letting the Royce woman straddle me and instead of jerking me off slips a hand down to her own slit.
"Go on then, your future Queen wants to make sure that you have a proper heir." I taunt as the Royce woman fumbles trying to impale herself on my length, multiple times trying to raise her rear up and slip it in only to fail to go all the way and instead slide down it rubbing her womanhood down my whole length.
I don't even slightly feel bad for her cousin who likely would inherit Runestone, dude eyed up my Rhaenyra at Dinner and shamelessly smirked after the fact when he saw I caught him. I will make sure that Lamentation the Valyrian steel sword of House Royce passes from his hands and into the hands of my own child just to spit back into his face on top of pushing him down in succession.
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Fucking Rhea from behind like she is a bitch I watch with glee as her ass ripples with each thrust and she makes pitiful noises. The sounds filling the room are a song I have come to love in my stay in Runestone, plush ass smacking against my body, and a woman desperate for affection and family from her own loins. Then the panting in my right ear from my wife standing on her knees much like I am behind the Royce woman, my hand slipped around behind her going under to play with her slit.
Fuck it's good to be me.
"You like that." Rhaenyra softly whispers like a temptress as she runs both hands over my body and nips at my ear and neck. "I think you like this new 'Spread legs Diplomacy' we have come up with." I snort at the name she has come up with but grin wildly and nod once.
"Fuck yea, I do." I turn and kiss my wonder Wife while feeling Rhea reach her peak and her hot slick walls clench down with a crushing force that milks out my finish.
My wife's tongue takes supremacy as I slip out of her hole with my finger and instead harshly grip one of her ass cheeks. My other hand comes down with a crack as I slap Rhea on her rear, the same rear she is ruthlessly pushing back against me as I once more fill her womb. The woman is so packed filled with my seed that some leaks out from around my cock and covers my sack and drips onto my thighs and the bed. I smile against my wife's lips knowing she will soon be cleaning off the mess Rhea and I just made.
The thought of somehow getting Rhea onto the small council or just in the King's court makes my cock throb as I imagine the future escapades.