Renegade// Criston Cole / Davina Targaryen

10. Besides Burn Huband's

Jacaerys Velaryon. Rhaenys and Corlys were so, so... proud. 

"Damn he's strong, kicking like a goat." Davina remarked. "He's littler than Aemond though... which is surprising..." Davina looked dramatically over Harwin. "But Rhaenyra you are a little thing, I suppose-" Davina shrugged. 

"Lord Corlys and Princess Rhaenys are still here." Rhaenyra reminded her. "Can you..."

"Can I what?" Davina questioned. 

"You know... do what you do best?" 

"What do I do best besides burn hubands?" Davina countered curiously. "I'm serious, if you want me to burn Rhaenys I'm... not against it but Corlys... also not against it." 

"NO!" Rhaenyra declared.

"Then explain yourself." Davina agreed. 

"Convince them?"

"Ha!" Davina laughed out. "Thats cute. No, I can keep whispers in the capital to a minimum but Rhaenys and Corlys, you are shit out of luck. They are going to call you all the names behind your back but either way, Laenor gets to take credit and therefore you are fine." 

"I am?" Rhaenyra countered. 

"Yes. Don't worry. Now I need to find a handsome man to kiss before I fucking explode." Davina agreed she pressed a kiss to little jaces forehead. 

"Feel better?" Harwin mused. 

"If you werent being father of the moon I might have set my sights on you... shame for you." Davina offered as she passed him. Rhaenyra noticed how Harwin's eyes followed Davina. But of course he would look Davina's way, she was mature and confident and sexy and Rhaenyra was still young and inexperienced. 

"Aemond likes you." Davina remarked when she came into her chambers. 

"He was fussing," Criston informed her as he put Aemond back down. "Just lost his toy under the couch." 

"Thanks for saving the day." Davina agreed strutting towards him. "Criston-"

Criston didn't think. He didn't debate it. He just closed the distance between them, cupped Davina's face in his hands, and kissed her. 

 Sometime in the second between his lips touching hers and his tongue sweeping across the seam of her mouth, everything changed. It morphed from a declaration to a plea, from a protective action to a promise, from an impulse to a need that went marrow deep. 

Davina let out a low moan as she melted against his chest and opened up for him. He didn't hesitate. There was no way he could have. It felt too perfect with her body pressed against him and her fingers gripping his suit lapels as if she needed to hold on or she'd get sucked under by the same wave of lust that had him ready to strip naked right here and right now.

"Mama!" Aemond declared and Criston pulled back leaving Davina dizzy and breathless. His hand dropped from her face. 

"Worth the wait." Davina whispered kissing him quickly before turning to Aemond picking him up. "How's my baby boy?" Davina questioned peppering his face with kisses. 

"Ood!" Aemond agreed. "I fly!" he held up his favorite little dragon figurine from Viserys. 

"You fly! Should we go on a ride on Fury?" Davina questioned. "But I'm already feeling high on life." she assured smiling back at Criston. 

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"You know now that I've had a taste there is no going back, I have needs." Davina remarked. 

"And I'm happy to help with those needs." Criston agreed. 

"I like you in my bed." Davina whispered. "Even just like this..." he lay with his arm wrapped around her, Aemond in between them. "Why did you stop?" 

"I was worried that I was falling for you and you just thought of me as a friend I suppose." Criston offered. "And I... I didnt want to be blindsided, dependent on falling asleep holding onto you to be able to fall asleep." 

"And?" Criston rose a brow confused. "Can you fall asleep so soundly without me?" 

"No." Criston admitted. "It's hell."

"Imagine when you actually get to have me, claim me, you are never going to want to leave this bed." Davina decided. 

"A challenge?" Criston mused. 

"A promise." Davina corrected. "But if a challenge will get you going then we can call it a challenge." 

"I made you a promise." Criston remarked. 

"And you kept it, it was perfect." Davina agreed. She carefully crawled over Aemond and lay on Criston he wrapped his arms around her, locking his hands behind her, keeping her on him. 

Davina's lips met his and her hips rocked into his. His hands moved down grabbing her hips, her ass. She moaned into his mouth and when she started her descent kissing down his neck his cock wouldnt be contained, she felt it pulsing against her begging for entry. Her teeth bit his shoulder, his collar bone and he growled, her lips curved into a smile as she rocked against his painful erecting. 

"Dav-" Criston rasped.  

"Mmm, mmm," she hummed shaking her head. Her hand slipped under his shirt teasing along his stomach muscles before her hand slipped between them teasing the base of his cock and balls. 

"Dav," he growled back. She moved back up, her breasts brushing against his chest, he dipped his head down kissing her neck, aching for more of her. But just like a phantom touch she was gone. Criston's eyes opened and she was on the other side of the bed pulling Aemond to her chest kissing his head. 

"It will be perfect." Davina purred. 

"Killing me." 

"Thats how I felt on Aemond's name day when you denied me." Davina remarked. "Just evening out the playing field." 

"You are killing me." Criston repeated breathlessly. 

"Yeah," Davina agreed. "But know its killing me too."