House of the Dragon. Imagines and One Shots

Here for you - Part 4 - Viserys x Reader

"You seem lost in your thoughts...........is the idea of marriage to me that bad............?" Viserys suddenly asked with a chuckle, as he broke the silence that had filled his rooms. (Y/n) having been looking out of the window since they had left the throne room.

"What.........? Oh, no, Viserys, I am so sorry. I was just.............I was just thinking." The princess replied, as she turned to look at her older brother.

"I was just thinking about the first time that I saw Kings Landing. About grandfather and father. About you, me and Daemon when we were younger. About everything that has happened since I was last with you. About all the things that I have missed out on with my family, because I wanted my freedom.............."

"But you are back with us now. Back with me. We have all the time in the world to make up for what you believe you might have missed. All the time for us to get to know one another again." Viserys interrupted, as he made his way over to his sister and pulled her into his arms. The princess laying her head on his shoulder.

"I am not worried about getting to know you Viserys, you are my brother; I have always known you better than you know yourself. It is just that I...........I just want us to be joined, as we should be, by blood; as perhaps we should always have been. I want to be your queen, your wife; I want to stand by your side and help you as much as I can. To be here for you; to rule with you, as only true Targaryens can. I don't want anyone putting doubts in your mind. I don't want voices whispering words of dissent into your ear. Telling you that I will run away again when you need me the most. That I will abandon you........leave you when the world calls to me..........."

"And if they do, I will not believe them. I have never had any greater supporter, any greater advisor than you; even Aemma knew that. I love you, (Y/n). I have always loved you. No one, especially not Otto Hightower, will ever change that." Viserys said, the two dragons chuckling at the mention of the Hand. (Y/n) not having to say his name, for her brother to know whom that voice of doubt, the voice of dissent, could be.

Even before Viserys had wed Aemma, and even though it was still expected that (Y/n) would be his bride, Viserys had heard rumours that Otto had taken quite the liking to his sister. And once the king had wed his cousin, the Hands interest in the princess had only seemed to grow; much to the annoyance of her brothers in particular. But (Y/n) being (Y/n) had made it quite clear to the older man, that under no circumstances would she ever be wed to a Hightower. That she was well aware of what his true motives were; and never, would she ever give herself to him. The princess making it her mission to make Otto's life as difficult as possible. Something at which she had always excelled.

"But if you wish.............." Viserys continued, as he pulled away so that he could look at his sister properly. His fingers combing through her hair.

"If you wish, we could be wed tomorrow. Just you, me, and the Septon, in front of Rhaenyra and Daemon. We could exchange our blood, and then no voice of dissent will be able to do anything. The calls from the small council will quiet; the rest of the Seven Kingdom will settle, knowing that the line of the Targaryens is secure. And I...........I will finally be able to love you as I have always wanted." The king explained, his heart lifting, as (Y/n) kissed him.

"Do you mean it..........truly? That you do not wish for some great show for the whole of the kingdom. That you will be happy for it just to be our family.......?"

"We will do it as you wished when we were younger. We will be wed under the gaze of the dragons. With our brother and now Rhaenyra as witness..........."

"I can think of nothing I want more; but..........we do not have to wait until we are wed for you to love me, you know. I am to be your wife, you, my husband; so, a few hours before the wedding would not make much difference. And.........the sooner that we start to ensure an heir is born, the happier your small council, the kingdom, and you will be." The princess chuckled, as Viserys grew wide eyed.

"You mean.............?"

"Why not? It is not as though it is the first time that you and I have........have loved one another; is it? I am not likely to forget my handsome big brother sneaking into the bathhouse the day that I came of age, am I? I am not going to forget that I watched, as you stripped naked and joined me in the water. Not forget what your hands, your lips and tongue felt like, as you touched and kissed my flesh. Nor the feeling in the pit of my stomach, as you pushed yourself inside of me, over and over again until I was screaming out your name in pure pleasure. Until I was begging you not to stop. Until I wanted to be no ones, but yours." (Y/n) reminded her brother, as she placed her forehead against his.

"And we could, if the king so wished, relive that first moment. Or........any of the other moments that you and I shared. Though I think that the throne room might be a little cold for such things at the moment." The lady added, before kissing her brother. Viserys finding his mind racing, as her words brought back all the wonderful memories. The recollections of all the times that he and (Y/n) had enjoyed when they had been alone.

"I think that I would like that very much................" The king replied. His body suddenly feeling cold, as (Y/n) pulled away from him.

"Then, my most beloved brother, perhaps we should go and bathe........." The princess said, as she took Viserys hand, and led him from the room.