Red // Otto Hightower (1)

9. Screwed

Rich Man / Tyland Lannister /Aislynn Hightower out now!!

Lucky for little Alicent she fell pregnant quickly and Aelsa was happy to be the voice of reason for Viserys as he dealt with such uncertainty that was the future.

"What if its another girl?"

"You already named an heir." Aelsa reminded him.

"I know but the line. The Targaryen line." Viserys reminded her. " Daemon surely has bastards but they wont hold the name Targaryen when they grow up. Strengthen the line."

"Then marry Rhaenyra off. Her children will one day- so hear me out. I see all the marriage proposals and most of them are shit, lets just be honest." Aelsa offered. "But if you find a good match, they get to be king consort one day, when Rhaenyra ascends the throne her heir will have her name, give the man what he wants, knowing his name will live on but stop upon ascension."

"Thats smart." Viserys agreed. "But-''

"Viserys who is the king?"

"Me." He agreed.

"It's amazing how many times I have to remind you of that." Aelsa remarked when a knock sounded on the door and the hand was announced.

"Harrold, the hand is already here." Viserys laughed out giving Aelsa's hand a gentle pat. Otto released a long breath seeing Aelsa already with the king.

"Otto!" Aelsa declared. "Do join us, we were just discussing your future grandchildren, goodness otto you are going to be a grandsire, what a strange thought. Not going senile yet are you?" Otto bit back a response.

"Your grace, I received word from the step stones-" Otto remarked.

"Yes!" Aelsa declared jumping up. "I knew I came in here with purpose, sorry silly me got distracted."

"Thats alright my dear." Viserys assured.

"YOu received a letter as well?" Otto questioned.

"Yes and I promptly put in on your desk, I have eyes everywhere." Aelsa remarked. Otto pursed his lips. He needed to stay one step ahead of her. "Viserys," that was another thing Otto didnt like, the formality between them. How Viserys called Aelsa but her first name and she by his. How they were here alone, together, so close. Otto felt a tightness in his chest, what was that feeling? Aelsa sat back down beside Viserys her leg brushed up against Viserys as she put a hand to his knee.

Otto clenched his jaw, seven fucking hells... he was jealous. Of Viserys and... Aelsa.

"Im sorry to interrupt." Otto remarked that night when he came into Aelsas chambers. She was still looking for anplace of her own but thenking had graciously given her a room at the castle whenever she might need it for as long as she wanted.

"You havent." Aelsa assured. He looked her up and down lingering on her loosely closed robes. "I was about to take a bath." Aelsa informed him. "Come in though." Aelsa turned around and otto hesitated but followed her in closing the door.

"Lady Aelsa I-" his words- all words were lost on him as she dropped her robe stepping into the bath. His gaze difting up her long legs to the curve of her ass. The arch of her spine and the side of perky breasts before she descended into the water. He had not realized he took two steps forward.

"You?" Aelsa questioned glancing back at him as she let her hair float around her. Otto cleared his throat but didnt remember what he was saying. Not at all.

"I will leave you be." Ott decided feet unmoving. Eyes peering into the dark waters uselessly.

"Goodnight Otto. See you tomorrow." Aelsa purred.

"Goodnight, Aelsa." Otto agreed. He sealed the door behind him and gave a tug at his tight pants.

Otto had a dire situation he needed to fix. He got home quickly throwing the door closed behind him and started unbuckling his pants as he moved to him chambers. He sat in his chair he had his elbow on his knee, his fingers stroked at his jaw as he thought deeply whilst staring into the fading light.

He attempted to think of the anything else. He didnt want to do such an act while Aelsa clouded his mind but her face and body were the reason for such pain begging to be set free. Otto was distracted, by images of her flashing into his mind. Aelsa, her eyes, her smile, the way and sung little tunes when she worked, the way she did everything seemingly effortlessly, her image haunted his mind. Especially after seeing her tonight. Naked.

Otto tried to push aelsa from his mind, but it only made his thoughts of her stronger... her infectious smile, it made him want to smile himself... the way her hair swished and bounced down her back when she walked, the sway of her hips, her hips... otto rubbed his face with a long sigh, his other hand that rested calmly on his leg travelled to his crotch, the bulge there only made him sigh deeper. He couldn't move his hand away, he told himself it's a natural bodily reaction, out of his control, she was an incredibly attractive woman, and she dropped her robe before him as if tempting him... he just a man at the end of the day...

With a frustrated groan Otto decided to relieve his urge, perhaps it would push her from his mind for the night, or perhaps it would make him want her more. He freed himself, feeling suddenly very restricted by the rigid fabric. Otto reached in and pulled his erection free from its constraints, and took himself in his hand with a sigh.

He ran his hand up and down himself rhythmically, pumping his cock. He closed his eyes and leant back into the tree as he worked at himself, as his pace quickened his breathing became labored and shaky. He thought of her as he touched himself, he could still see her clesrly in his mind as he touched himself frantically, a small moan escaped his mouth as he touched and teased himself... Her face in his mind that I just won smile on her red lips, he came in his hand seeping around his fingers. When he opened his eyes he knew he was screwed.