Daemon Targaryen Imagines

Forgotten Part 4 (Smut)

Daemon Targaryen x Targ!Neice!Reader

Requested by Anon

Warnings: Oral, discussion of incestuous relationships, talking about sex/blowjobs, Targcest

You and Daemon left the gathering before the rest of the party. A few other carriages and travelling party members went ahead as well. While they prepared for your father to arrive at the keep that loomed ahead of you, you and Daemon were welcomed appropriately. You were fed and offered a bath to wash off the dust from the road.

Despite being fussed over and put to bed by adoring maids, who were excited to tend one of the realms princesses and a comfortable bed, you couldn't rest. There was still a burning ache in your belly. You wanted more of Daemon. Your father would be furious. But you did not care. When you were sure that no one else was awake you slowly opened your door. You carefully made your way through the dimly lit halls until you reached the room that had been given to Daemon. Your heart pounded with delicious nerves. A thrill went through your body. Opening the door you let yourself in and made sure it closed softly behind you. The room was still lit by a low fire and several candles. It made a warm comfortable feeling in the room which soothed your nerves. Daemon was laying in the middle of the bed. His chest was bare and the blanket was thrown over his middle.

"Uncle?" You called out. He stirred slightly but didn't wake. Creeping closer to the bed, your bare feet moved quietly over cold stones. "Uncle?" You called out again. This time when you reached out to gently touch his arm his eyes opened and he sat up.

"(Y/N)? What is the matter?" Daemon asked as he rubbed his eyes and sighed.

"I could not sleep." You said quickly. Daemon sighed and laid back down.

"What do you wish for me to do about it?" He asked as he looked you up and down. He felt you move closer to the bed, the soft fabric of your night dress brushing against the back of his hand.

"May I join you for just a moment? Until I feel comforted and safe?" You asked. He sighed again. An innocent enough request. He was starting to feel tired and found it hard to find the energy to do more than nod and mutter a yes. He raised his eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes when he felt the bed dip as your weight spread over his hips. You had removed your night dress, leaving it on the floor beside his bed. You straddled his hips and smiled down at him.

"You may feel more comforted and safe with your clothes on, princess." Daemon said quickly. He smiled when you gave him a sly smile.

"But if I am dressed how shall you comfort me?" You asked and smiled as your hands ran down his arms, stopping at his wrists to guide his hands to cradle your breasts. Your hips rolled against his as best you could, trying to copy the woman at the pillow house you had seen astride her man.

"What do you know of this kind of comfort?" He asked with amusement as he gently moved his hands so his thumbs could stroke over your nipples. Goosebumps tingled across your skin as your nipples pebbled under his touch. A sweet sigh escaped you as your body relaxed into his touch and your eyes closed as you enjoyed the sensation. You felt him move beneath you and suddenly his warm breath kissed across your chest as he took your right breast into his mouth. The whimper that came from your lips made him moan as he pulled you closer, his other hand twisting and teasing your left nipple. He could feel your wet, desperate heat as your hips ground pathetically against his. There was another delicious moan that escaped you as he pulled away, moving to mouth over your left breast while palming your right again. Slowly he manoeuvred you both so that your back gently hit the mattress and he began to kiss over your chest, collarbone and neck. He kissed until you were a gasping writhing mess beneath him and then pulled away. There was whimpering and begging but he ignored it as he ran his hands down the length of your body, stopping to hook his hands behind your knees and bend your legs so he could spread them wide as he took in the sight of your needy cunt. His fingers gently spread your folds as he took in the sight of your untouched core. You sighed in relief at the touch. Then he leaned down and his mouth sealed around your clit and your body jolted. Soft moans filled the room as your back arched off the bed and Daemon had to grip onto your legs with one hand to stop you from twisting away as the sensation of his touch overwhelmed you. At first, his tongue flicked gently over the bundle of nerves, swiping through your folds and delving deeper. He quickly worked your first orgasm from you. It crashed over you, taking your breath away from you for a moment as your heart pounded. Daemon pulled away and praised his 'sweet girl' with whispers of "good job Perzītsos" and "you're doing so well for me."

When your body finished trembling he continued. But this time he did not stop to praise you as the overwhelming sensation of pleasure built and crashed over you. He continued over and over until your eyes watered and your body shook. "No more please!" You begged quietly as your eyes threatened to spill over with tears and you began to feel overwhelmed. You could feel another orgasm building and knew it was too much. "Please, Daemon."

"One more." He said hungrily as he lifted his head to look up at you. Your skin was shiny with sweat, and weepy eyes with wide pupils and a desperate pout. It made him want more of you. "Give me one more. You're so good for me I know you can my sweet girl." He pulled you closer when he received a small whimpered promise that you would try, pulling your legs over his shoulders as his fingers of one hand dug into the soft flesh of your leg as his mouth sealed over your clit. The final orgasm came crashing over you with a weak whimper, too tired and aching to ride the wave of pleasure.

"Such a good girl." He said as he pulled away. He ran his hand over his face and lifted himself off the bed, picking your night dress up off the floor. He sat at the edge of the bed and reached over. A hand slipped under you so he could pull you across the bed by your waist and lift you into his lap. Gently he slipped your nightdress on and kissed across your shoulders, lifting you into his arms so your head could rest against his shoulder. He carefully took you back to your room, settling you in your bed. The blankets covered you and your eyes closed. You could feel yourself starting to fall asleep but heard someone talking.

"Prince Daemon. You wished to see me." Someone said. It sounded like the maid that had helped you earlier. Daemon chuckled and you heard him taking several steps across the room.

"It has been so long since I was last here. I trust you remember what happened last time." He said in a tone of voice you'd never heard him use before.

"Of course my prince! The pleasure of your company is not easy to forget. Shall we retire to your rooms?"

As they left you felt a burning jealousy in your chest. There you had been at his mercy and instead, he wished for a maid? Tossing and turning you found yourself falling into an easy but angry sleep.