Renegade// Criston Cole / Davina Targaryen

9. Wrapped Around

"I can't believe its his first name day, I feels like just yesterday I was pushing him out of my body." Davina remarked. "And now he's one and perfect and can sleep through half the night most nights without crying to sleep in bed with me." Davina coed. "Criston, which bow tie screams I'm sophisticated I just turned one?" Davina questioned pointing to the dresser.

"Is that little dragons stitched on there?" Criston questioned touching the bow ties.

"Yeah, cute right?" Davina agreed.

"He will be stylish like you." Criston agreed, she ran a hand over the bodice of her tight red dress that flared and flowed at the hips out, it had a deep cut down the cleavage and up the side revealing toned legs and sparkling heels. Not that Davina needed heels she was already tall but no matter what davina wore she was always stunning.

"I want him to have a name day to remember, even though lets be real this party is for me surviving the past year without screwing him up." Davina added.

And thats how the night went. Aemond got tired after the first hour and fell asleep on Davina's chest. She woke him up for some cake after supper and he promptly smashed his hands into the cake, shoving little fistfuls into his mouth happily. He was a mess but a happy mess. Davina bent down when he reached out a hand offering her some.

"Thank you!" Davina declared licking his fingers. Aemond giggled out. After cleaning off his little face Davina had another drink and took him for a spin around the dance floor. He giggled out falling back asleep as davina swayed throughout the room.

"Criston be a dear and fed me." Davina requested opening her mouth.

"This is my cake." Criston mused, she chomped her teeth at him.

"Come on, I got the name day boy." Davina begged pouting back at him and he wanted those pouty lips wrapped around his cock. He held out a forkful of cake and watched her lips wrap around the fork. She moaned into it.

"Carrot cake." Criston remarked taking a bite himself. She licked her lips before opening her mouth again. "You are... killing me." Criston rasped biting his lip.

"I'm holding my baby boy, I just need help... Ser." She purred before biting down on the fork. "Name day boy is so tired. I should probably get him to bed... you want to join me?"

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Davina put Aemond in his crib and took a seat beside criston on the sofa. She smiled leaning into him.

"It was a successful first name day." Criston remarked.

"It was." Davina agreed and she smiled as his hand wrapped around her shoulders.

They fell into companionable silence, their bodies close enough that she could feel the heat from his warming her skin. Davina found herself staring at his lips, her body beginning to sway closer. She had never wanted to kiss anyone more than she wanted to kiss Criston Cole right now.

"Davina?" his voice a rasp breathing in her breath.

"Yes?" Davina agreed her lips brushing his.

"I'm not going to kiss you right now." She thought she heard him wrong, surely. He said I am going to, why would he say he wasnt. Her sobriety hit her and her stomach clenched, surprised at how disappointed she felt.

"I... understand. Sure yeah..." Davina began to withdraw.

"No." Criston corrected and he caught her hand. "What I mean is, I want to kiss you. I want it more than anything. But our first kiss has to be perfect, Davina. And we both had a bit to much to drink tonight-"

"I have a high tolerance." Davina assured. "I"m not drunk."

"And I dont want you to kiss me and regret it." Criston went on.

"That wouldnt happen." Davina corrected again.

"And my breath smells like garlic and carrot cake and even I'm confused with the taste." Criston admitted and Davina bit her lip nodding, a thrill warming her blood.

"I like garlic." Davina remarked. "And I love carrot cake. I'm willing to test it." He grinned, his teeth flashing in the night.

"Noted." Criston agreed and Davina leaned in but he leaned back and she wanted to slap him. "But I'm not going to ruin the taste of you with garlic and carrot cake. When we kiss—and note I said when, not if— it will be perfect. I promise."

It will be perfect I promise Cristons words echoed in her mind that night.

"Aemond I know it's your name day but it feels like my name day." Davina remarked. "Today was a great day." Aemond smiled back at her as she buritoed him up beside her.