Aegon targaryen x reader

Originally posted by merrypembertons. Until he meets her 2. Aegon was drunk, again, and it was little surprise to anyone at the table.

Originally posted by floatyflowers. Every day, he had to sit in that room, by that table talking to these men about the most absurd things. Every day, his leg bounced up and down to a point where Aemond had to tell him to just stop already. You had been his wife for the past couple of years, the love of his life as he claimed, and never once had you fallen this ill. Aegon was even more impatient than on any other day.

Aegon targaryen x reader

This is my first Aegon Targaryen imagine, I hope you all like it. Taglist: lunaticspoem butlegendsneverdie langdonzvoid jennyggggrrr rogmeddows radiob-l-a-hblah rogertaylorsbitontheside chlobo6 rogertaylors-lipgloss sj-thefan omgitsearly luckytrashgooprebel scarsout deaky-with-a-c killer-queen-ofrhye bluutac vousmemanqueez-blog jonesyaddiction milanosaurus httpfandxms saint-hardy 7-seas-of-fat-bottomed-girls mrsalwayswritex rogerina-owns-me hellsdragon im-an-adult-ish crazylittlethingg allauraleigh onceuponadetectivedemigod ceres27 avyannadawn noonenuts sleepylunarwolf coverupps justagirlthatlovedtoread. But when that disrespect is aimed at his wife, he cannot stand by. She raised a brow when he only smiled before attaching his lips to her neck like a starved vampire. His hand roamed across the expanse of her stomach and squeezed her curved hip before he shifted off the sofa and stood up. If they truly were going to attend then they needed to leave now before they were late. His mother would have his head if they were late, again. The constant aches and pains, the burning in her chest and the sickness she was still feeling, were growing tiresome. Then they really would have been late if they arrived after him. His back slouched down in his chair, he brought one foot up to rest on the bottom of his seat and he propped his chin up on his hand. Of course no one would say anything, what could they say? The smell would usually make her mouth water but now it made bile rise at the back of her throat that was tightening and she was almost gagging at the sight and smell. She could calm him down from the most sour of moods, make him smile when others had only seen him frown and make him laugh when people only saw him cry. And she could feel him smiling into her neck already because she was doing as he so politely requested. Before a servant passing behind them had chance to reach the table, Aegon reached over and took the jug of wine from his hands with a smile and a curt nod.

You are elegant and the beloved daughter of Lyman Beesbury, his youngest precious daughter. Fire and Blood—you were etched out of those great words.

This is a new Aegon Targaryen imagine, I hope you all will like it. I might do a follow up if anyone is interested. Taglist: lunaticspoem butlegendsneverdie langdonzvoid jennyggggrrr rogmeddows radiob-l-a-hblah rogertaylorsbitontheside chlobo6 rogertaylors-lipgloss sj-thefan omgitsearly luckytrashgooprebel scarsout deaky-with-a-c killer-queen-ofrhye bluutac vousmemanqueez-blog jonesyaddiction milanosaurus httpfandxms saint-hardy 7-seas-of-fat-bottomed-girls mrsalwayswritex rogerina-owns-me hellsdragon im-an-adult-ish crazylittlethingg allauraleigh onceuponadetectivedemigod ceres27 avyannadawn noonenuts sleepylunarwolf coverupps justagirlthatlovedtoread. She wished this meeting would come to a swift end, but she had an unsettling feeling that it was going to drag on for a long while yet. There were no chairs in the great hall, every member of the council and public had to remain standing while every decree was read aloud and every misdemeanour was dealt with. The four stood close together, huddled in a line near Alicent and Otto, trying to be respectful without showing their dismay for the entire event.

While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Log In. Remember Me. Work Search: tip: words You shrugged him off and rolled over but it did not sway him. What could be so important?

Aegon targaryen x reader

He took every opportunity he had to prove himself to her. There were many different reasons why Aegon did that. Almost too afraid to feel her soft skin, afraid he might hurt her in some way. Aegon gave her a confused look, his breath stopping for a second. The worst case scenario flooding his head: what if someone hurt her? What if someone tried to touch her? Was she perhaps getting married? The prince did not know how to respond. All the words stuck in his throat, almost preventing him from breathing easily.

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Very busy. Aegon silently beg. Aegon frowns, knowing your tricks. And he had never been here whilst he was on duty. And she didn't even want to remember anything about the slap. Are you happy? Because it actually fucking hurts so bad that he feels like his heart is bleeding. He liked the way she was leaning into him and the feel of her protrouding stomach pressing into his side. She writhed in his arms, shaking and pushing back until she was starting to hurt him because she could not get any closer to him but she still pushed and nudged until his body started to ache. Anyway, enjoy! See this in the app Show more. Supper had come and passed. Having a balcony was something Birdie was enraptured with. Not when Aegon had a wife who needed him this very moment who he should focus his attention on. It was clearly the first time the experienced midwife had delivered a baby with the father present in the room.

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Aegon had barely left her side since. She waited for him to wiggle his way back through the window and take a step back into the apartment away from the window. Jace… and Luke. Aegon was drunk, again, and it was little surprise to anyone at the table. His mother would have his head if they were late, again. Their usually slow and tiresome tasks such as changing and making the bed and sweeping and generally tiding the chamber were not required for this week. The laugh you let out at his words was bemusement. Is that what you have to say after all these years? The more you reject him, the more desperate and hurt he is. Report Story. Aegon leaned forward and gently cupped her face in his hands and swept his thumbs across her cheeks. Aegon hated early morning and he loathed going into the royal gardens. Why did she have to have so much energy?