Forgotten part 2 (Smut)

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Daemon Targaryen x Targ!Neice!Reader

Warnings: Daemon blowjob from maid, discussion of incestuous relationships, talking about sex/blowjobs, Targcest


You ran through the corridors, past your father who shouted for you but you ignored him. As you headed to your rooms you passed Laenor and his friend, walking slowly towards his rooms. They stopped to ask if you were alright but you continued and rubbed at your eyes as hot frustrated tears prickled them.

As you passed Rhaenyra's room you crashed into someone. A chuckle echoed around the halls as large hands gently helped you steady yourself as you rubbed your eyes again, trying to clear them of large watery tears, and sniffled. "Princess, are you alright?" Harwin asked. He was just outside Rhaenyra's door and looked mildly dishevelled. He kept a hold of you as he looked down at you with concern. Rhaenyra opened her door and looked you up and down.

"Where have you been, you're filthy!?" She hissed. Your bottom lip wobbled and Harwin let you lean deeply on his arm as you gave a dramatic sniff.

"I got myself in ever so much trouble! Father will be furious and Daemon will be too!" You whined. Rhaenyra stepped out of her room and eyed you carefully.

"What could you possibly have done to upset either of them?" She asked as she leaned on the door.

"I ran away to a pillow house and Daemon caught me and told me off, then I told him I went by myself because he would not take me, so I ran away again and he caught me again so I slapped him." You paused and sucked in a deep breath while Rhaenyra smiled wickedly as if she was deviously pleased that you had done something so exciting and wild. "Then he made me come all the way up here by carrying me up to the front gate and he is talking with Father and Lord Hightower."

"Princess!" Sir Harwin gasped though there was a touch of sarcasm or mocking to his tone. He had been under the impression that you were the quiet level-headed of the two sisters. He'd never had a problem when he was assigned to guard you, in fact, if he was assigned, he knew he would be in for a rather pleasant day. Rhaenyra's mouth had fallen open as you went on and she grabbed your arm.

"Good night Sir Harwin, my sister and I must speak!" She said and dragged you into her rooms. "You slapped Daemon!"

"Yes. It left a mark too. Do you think he will be very upset?" You asked as she tugged you along to sit on her bed. You frowned as you passed the seating area in one portion of the room, it was a mess, cushions and blankets everywhere.

"It is Daemon. He probably enjoyed it." She said and shuffled back into her bed and motioned for you to join. She threw the blanket over the both of you.

"Father is going to tell me off." You said quietly as she leaned into you.

"It is not so bad. You have not been in any trouble like this before." She said as she held your hand. You talked quietly about what had happened that night, you went over every detail of what you had seen, what you had said to Daemon and what had happened until you bumped into Sir Harwin. Hearing voices raised the two of you hurried to the stairs and looked down them, trying to hear what was being said. The door to the corridor opened and someone started to walk the winding staircase.

"It's Daemon!" She hissed to you and nudged you with her elbow when she caught a glimpse of him. She saw the mark on his cheek and looked at you. The two of you tried desperately to watch in silence but found that just by looking at each other giggling bubbled up and soon you were covering your mouth trying to stop the sound from erupting out and taking over the eching halls.

"Goodnight!" You heard Daemon call out. The two of you squealed as you crumpled to the floor together and burst into fits of giggles. You and Rhaenyra hurried to her room and collapsed onto her bed still laughing.

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