Forever and Always // Aemond Targaryen // Daemon Targaryen

8. Forever

"What if I just stayed in this shirt forever?" Beka pondered giving a button a tug as she turned to face Daemon

"I am going to need that back." Daemon countered looking up her long legs.

"I think I could persuade you otherwise."

"You're probably right about that. If you were dancing around the castle in just this shirt, with your cute little legs sticking out the bottom..." He slid his hand down her thigh to squeeze her knee, bringing his face closer to hers, so close that she could feel his breath against her chin. "I think I could be persuaded to let you live in nothing but my shirts."

She felt his hand tighten on her knee, just a bit, but his breathing quickened at the same time so there was no way to write it off as just an affectionate squeeze.

Him slide his hand up her stomach before feeling down reaching between her legs as she leaned into him. He pressed his fingers against her folds, pushing into them gently till he nudged a fingertip against her opening. His mouth came to her and kissed her tenderly, his lips parting to suck at her lower lip, his tongue moving very softly across it as his fingers carried on at a similarly slow and gentle pace between her legs.

She felt soaked almost instantly as she whimpered out needing more again and again.

"You do that so easily," She whispered, her voice barely audible over their breathing. Lips molding together seamlessly.

"Do what?"

"Coax my dampness from me," Beka declared dramatically, before kissing him again.

"You're a very sensual woman, darling. It's not difficult." Daemon assured laying her back on the bed and she forgot about everything else entirely, her world was right here in this bed with him on her, in her. a wave of pleasure flooding her like an ocean waiting to pull her in.

Beka was starving when they finally got out of bed. Daemon bought her everything her heart desired and her heart desired food.

Daemon licked the chocolate from her lips before she took another bite of the pastry.

"Chocolate to break fast. What a glorious idea!" Daemon declared as they walked and Beka could see this life. Their life. Raising a family. Getting married and having babies. She always wanted babies. She always wanted to be a mother. She could picture that with Daemon.

Daemon on the other hand hadnt thought about marriage or children really anything besides Viserys will be a shit king and I could do better. But then there Beka was so gorgeous and perfect. He started thinking of things that he never thought he wanted. But he wanted a future a with Beka Mikaelson. He wanted that future to start now because he couldn't believe he had gone this long without knowing her. He was sure if she left him he would die on the spot.

Beka could see them walking the streets and picking out fresh food from the vendors after a long night between the sheets. She could see Daemon wrapped up in for ages.

Beka liked that when other women so blatantly threw themselves at Daemon he was still focused on Beka. She had never met a man like him before.

She assumed his gaze would wander he was only human but his focus stayed on her and she felt like the center of his universe.

She felt like his every breath belong to her and her alone. It was nice to be someones everything.