The Heir // King Viserys Targaryen // Daemon Targaryen

69. You

"So who will be the hand?" Daemon mused.

"You." Avalon both offered and requested and Daemon stared back at her as they walked the shores. "Lyonel was a good man, Otto was... not." Avalon offered. "I want someone I trust... that could be you.. that is you." Avalon told him honestly. "I miss you Daemon." Avalon said softly her voice echoing across the waters.

"I miss you." His voice was gruff as he approached her. His hand wrapped around her and she licked at her suddenly dry lips his gaze focused from her eyes to her lips. His hand was hot through the thin fabric of her dress and she felt a wave of want rush over her. His hand moved to her pebbled nipple and his thumb moved tracing a circle before he flicked his finger against her hardened nipple. A low moan escaped her before she could stop it and his gaze darkened with ferocity and lust as he looked down at her. He took a step into her trapping her against a tree and her breath hitched when she felt his erection pressing against her. His brow furrowed as he took her in lips colliding with hers.

And without warning he's tearing at her clothes her lips tingle wanting his mouth on hers. After a moment she stopped thinking as he pushed up the skirt of her dress tugging at her panties and the sound she made him lose his patience and ripped them off. Her head tipped her back against the wall as his fingers stroked her wet flesh greedily. Avalon's brain went numb, she couldn't think, couldn't stop.

''You're so wet.'' he growled his fingers scissoring inside of her and she whimpered out. "Quiet." he whispered against her ear.

She leaned her head forward biting down into his shirt at his shoulder to muffle the noises escaping her. He shuddered at the sensation and a hand still cupping her breast tightened almost painfully before he removes it to fumble with his pants. Pulling his fingers out of her, admiring the slick wetness coating them. She whined at the loss and he licked his fingers clean. Kissing her again but Avalon took a step back, shame washing over her. She turned away from him the flush in her cheeks rising as her heart beat uncontrollably. 

"What the fuck Daemon!" Avalon shouted kneading her hands through her hair, pulling at her silver locks, she was disgusted with herself.  But she loved him but she also hated him and herself. "Daemon..." she hissed.

"Avalon.' He whimpered reaching for her.

"Daemon." She retorted spinning back around. "I'm married." She reminded him. "We are all here for your wife's funeral."

"I never loved her. Not as I love you." Daemon begged and she stepped towards him hugging him tight.

"Just come home, alright?" Avalon begged. Daemon smiled into her. "What's gotten into you?" Avalon whispered. 

"No idea what you mean." Daemon said innocently.

"Daemon." she whined, and he kissed her cheek so gently she almost didnt feel it.  

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Aemond knew that Laena had a dragon and it would be his. He ran over the beaches and he saw it. Vhagar. Vhagar was sleeping, breathing deeply her breath blowing the sand from her face as Aemond approached.

"fսck.' Aemond whispered as Vhagar snorted, his deep exhales, Aemond thought she could swallow him up in a single breath if Vhagar wanted to. Aemond reached for the ropes and Vhagar woke, she snorted out at Aemond, he had to be brave he stood tall and strong. Vhagar went back to sleep. Aemond tried again, Vhagar lifted her head, opened her mouth, Aemond stared at the fire boiling in the back of her throat.

"AEMOND!" Avalon shouted running towards him.

'' Dohaeras!'' Aemond shouted. ''Dohaeras, Vhagar!'' Aemond demanded and Vhagar settled. ''Lykiri! Lykiri!'' Vhagar quieted

"AEMOND!" Avalon demanded

''Lykiri.'' Vhagar inhaled deeply and allowed Aemond to climb up. He gripped the ropes and the saddle tightly he felt the heavy purr of Vhagar under him.

"AEMOND STOP!" Avalon shouted she lost her shoe somewhere as she ran through the sand she should have known he would have found Vhagar.

''Soves!'' Aemond declared and Vhagar grumbled ''Dohaeras, Vhagar! Soves! Ah!'' Aemond screamed out in fear and joy as Vhagar took to the sky. Sweeping over the city.

"AEMOND!"

''Jace, Jace. Jace, wake up.'' Baela declared, the twins had seen Vhagar take off. ''Wake up. Someone stole Vhagar.''

''What?'' Jace questioned rubbing at his eyes.

''Who is it?''

''Jace, what are we doing?'' Luke asked it was far to late for them to be up and about.

''It's him.'' Rhaena remarked bitterly.

''It's me. Hi.'' Aemond agreed, he just had the ride of his life, he had a dragon now.

''Vhagar is my mother's dragon.'' Baela shouted. Avalon saw Vhagar land and she ran towards her.

"I knew he was going to be a problem!" Rhaena hissed. 

"He is a problem!" Baela agreed. 

"I don't see the problem." Aemond countered. "I got a dragon."

"Vhagar." Avalon remarked moving past her, Vhagar snorted out as Avalon passed hearing the children shouting.

''Your mother's dead. And Vhagar has a new rider now.'' Aemond said proudly.

''She was mine to claim.'' Rhaena shouted in outrage.

''Then you should've claimed her!'' Aemond countered smugly. 'Maybe your cousins can find you a pig to ride. It would suit you.'' Rhaena didn't like that one bit she charged at him. Both twins but Aemond struck them down. ''Come at me again and I'll feed you to my dragon!'' Aemond warned and Jacaerys yelled out as he charged. They all charged at Aemond getting him to the ground, punching him. But Aemond had fire in him. He kicked the girls off and sent a punch to Luke's face, breaking his nose.

''You will die screaming in flames just as your father did! Bastards.'' Aemond declared as he stood up.

''My father's still alive.'' Luke corrected

''He doesn't know, does he, Lord Strong?'' Aemond smirked back at them. Dark black hair, how could he not. Luke kicked sand up at Aemond he flinched back.

"ENOUGH!" Avalon demanded her hands flying out and the twins went flying back along with Jace and Luke tumbling in the sand. Avalon stared at her hands a moment longer before pulling Aemond to her. "What happened? Are you alright?" Avalon asked as Aemond wiped the sand from his eyes.

"Vhagar-"

"I was yelling for you, were you not listening?" Avalon questioned kissing his head. He was alright. Baela and Rhaena got up and started screaming and shouting.

"She was mine!" Rhaena hissed picking up the blade jace had dropped. Avalon pulled Aemond behind her.

"That is quite enough." Avalon told her grabbing her wrist, she squealed out as the blade fell from her hand.

"Your grace?" Harrold questioned.

"Take the twins to their grandmother." Avalon instructed, letting out a deep steadying breath. "Take luke and jace to Rhaenyra." Avalon went on before turning back to Aemond he stared up at her. "Council meeting. Now."