Fetish / Larys Strong

30. You Are Killing Me

Better Man / Helaena Targaryen / Peter Parker out now!

Larys brought his lips to her again. His hand moved to her stomach, their child, he never thought the day would come. 

The kiss was rough, passionate, both of them getting lost in each others touch. Blyana ran her fingers through his dark hair.

"I love you."  He breathed once they pulled away.

Blyana smiled back at him then crashed her lips onto his. His hand instantly went to her waist. She couldn't get enough of him. 

If she had it her way, she'd want all of him right there right now and Larys thought the same. They could be late to the pre party celebrations. They seemed to be celebrating all moon for Luke. He was cute and sweet and a chunky little legs and arms, little chunky baby. Blyana didnt think Viserys celebrated this much for his own children. Maybe Aegon for his second name day but otherwise he ignored them yet Rhaenyras bastards he declared them the future heirs of driftmark and the iron throne. 

Taking control, he pushed her gently back up against a wall, one hand now placed on her neck, caressing her skin, it sent shivers through her skin as she leaned into him touch.

"Auntie!" Aemond shouted as he wandered the halls. "Auntie BEEEE!"

"Oh, theres my little Aemond." Blyana whispered as Larys kissed along her neck. He mumbled into her. "I'm just going to check on him." she assured. "Dont move." she instructed. 

"AUNTIE!" Aemond called out. He was five years old and very dependent on Alicent and Blyana. Blyana assumed it was because she babied him more than his siblings, he had almost died when he was a babe, so she snuggled him more. 

"Baby boy!" Blyana declared and he spun around. 

"I was looking for you." Aemond scolded pointing a little finger at her. 

"Is that so?" Blyana questioned crouching before him. 

"I'm bored, I dont want to go to the party for Luke. Can I stay with you?" Aemond questioned and how could Blyana say no, I was about to fuck my husband? She couldnt. 

"We are getting ready to go to the party unfortunately but you can make the party exciting." Blyana offered as she moved to her chambers taking Aemond's hand. 

"How?" Aemond questioned following her in. 

"Good thing I didnt strip." Larys whispered kissing her gently as she got her sweater. 

"Aemond would have gotten quite the show." Blyana agreed. "And Aemond, no party is a party without you."

"Really?" 

"Really! Come on they are having no fun without you." Blyana agreed as she grabbed his hand again. "Make it up to you." Blyana assured kissing Larys again. 

That night when they got back everything went so slow because they had all the time in the world. Unbuttoning his shirt, undoing his tie, looking deeply into his eyes.

Undressing him with her eyes and hands. Her hands running along his chest as she opened his shirt more... pushing it over his shoulders as she leaned in to kiss them softly. Larys smiled leaning into her touch. 

Her tongue kissed a path that her hands are taking as her hands moved over his shoulders and his shirt fell to the ground her lips kiss at his mouth and down his chin so slowly making their way down along his neck giving him little kisses as she moved lower.

She could feel his body trembling to the touch as she took in the taste of his skin/ Breathing in deeply so that when she released her breath she felt it's hot touch against his already aroused body.

Her mouth was wanting more. Her hands exploring where her mouth had been. Her own body getting excited, driving him crazy and making him want more.

So she lower her mouth letting it wander lower as her hands wandered then sitting back up she moved her mouth back to his and kissed him with such passion, they could feel the sparks, the fire shooting through them.

His cock aching hard wanting her as his lips moved against hers. She bit at his lip as she pulled back grinning as she pushed him back to sit before he straddled his legs for her.

Slowly she undid his belt and removed his pants, he watched her move as she lower his pants down his legs. She made sure her mouth was close enough to him that he felt her hot breath along him as she moved. She could feel the anticipation driving his eyes to the back of his head and he thought he could cum right now just from her touch.

After removing his pants she instructed him to strip farther. He removed his underwear, watching her as he moved he had to lift his ass up off the bed arching his cock towards her.

She couldn't stop the smile as her eyes filled with lust. The waist band didn't want to let go off the tip of his cock and she couldn't blame it for wanting that closeness so she helped slowly lifting it up, out and over the tip noticing the pre-cum sitting there waiting for her.

"You are killing me Blyana." Larys rasped.

"Suddenly I'm very tired." She mused getting up but he held her hostage in his arms. 

"let me help you get out of that dress then." Larys agreed. He pulled at her strings and she stood up letting it fall to the ground. "Killing me Blyana."