Viserys sets his sights on Alicents elder sister, Aislynn Hightower but hes not the only drawn to her fiery personality. Daemon thinks himself a competitor for her heart but her heart is already stolen by the most scandalous man.
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"Could I... speak to you, your grace?" Criston questioned.
"If its about you know who and you know what then you already know what my answer is." Aislynn countered. Criston hesitated his face turned down. "Come on then." Aislynn agreed patting the spot beside her.
"He's my son. I want to have a relationship with him but Rhaenyra acts like I'm nothing." Criston remarked.
"Could it be Harwins and she was early a few moons? Sure, its possible but unlikely." Aislynn agreed. "But it is her decision, as awful as it might seem now, maybe just trying to be her friend again."
"She doesnt want anything to do with me." Criston countered.
"Jace is little, he is not going to remember any of this, the first few years probably will be nothing in his mind. As he grows, be there for him. Show Rhaenyra and Jace you are a good man, even if you can't be anything more than Ser Criston Cole to him." Aislynn suggested.
"Thank you, your grace." Criston agreed. "That sounds like a good plan."
"I know... thats why I suggested it." She coed moving to Aemond. He giggled back at her.
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"Mommys the smartest thats why they made her queen!" She coed. "Yes thats right baby boy." Criston chuckled as he headed off.
"This is valyria." Viserys was telling aegon who sat bored staring back at him. "You see this?" Aegon smashed at the little figurines. "This is just like maegors keep. When you are bigger we will visit it together."
"Mama?" Aegon countered.
"Shes with your baby brother." Viserys remarked.
"Mama." Aegon Repeated dropping the little, figuring and getting up. He kept calling out for mama as he walked off starting into the hallway, little confident steps, even though he didn't know where he was going or where his mama was in the big palace he called Home.
" your husband is busy playing with toys" Tommy remarked. Aislynn smiled back at him. " such a shame he's always playing with things that are not you."
" you prefer it when he plays with his little castles compared to me." she reminded him.
" that is very very true". He agreed twisting her hips in his hands. She smiled back at him getting closer. " babies asleep?"
" the little ones are. I swear all the twins do is sleep shit and eat. I can't wait for them to start running around having their own little personalities. Like aegon."
" babies are quite boring." Tommy agreed " cute butt they don't do much.... So it leaves us a lot of time to do more important things."
" more important things?" she amused he pressed a kiss to her neck.
" yes." he whispered. His mouth was just as hot and hungry, but it had the patience that went along with having all night. It felt like foreplay and tantric marathon sex, all at once, and aislynn stopped thinking and held on for dear life.
She brought her arms up and around him, letting her fingers flex into the muscles of his back, needing to bring him closer.
She wasn't a bad wife she wasn't a great wife. But she was a wonderful mother a wonderful queen. She was also very very good sister. She couldn't be great at everything all the time no matter what everyone else believed. Popular belief was Aislynn was perfect, and could do it all . At least that's what her husband and her love her believed.
Tommy made a primal noise deep in his chest – a growl or a groan or a grunt – as their bodies pressed together. She could feel every inch of him chest, stomach, thighs and she bit down on his bottom lip, a hum trapped in her throat instantly impatient for everything his body had to offer her.
His greedy mouth moved lower, licking down the column of her throat in a way that had her pressing and straining to feel more. Her arms fell to the bed when his mouth moved south, worshipful with the kind of enthusiasm that made her feel like her chest was everything he'd ever fantasized about. He wanted her as his own. Of course he did. He loved her since they were children. So when they were alone, he could pretend. He could pretend that no one else existed.
He made a noise and delivered a nip that made her squeal, a squeal that turned into a pornographic moan one all the pleasure houses in the world wished the men could deliver, as his mouth continued the onslaught that was making her wild.
How is he so good at that? She asked her self every time she had him because he worshiped her every inch. he made her feel loved. made her forget everything else which was a good and a bad thing because she did have four children but she couldn't help it
He only got better as he moved down her body, kissing every bit of her and making her writhe, tremble, gasp and scream. It wasn't just that he was skilled at the tasks he was performing or the way she was fairly certain she had an extraordinary hickey on her hipbone. she would have to hide that. He always loved to leave his mark.
it was that everything he did, every move he made, shimmered through her entire body like waves in the ocean. His fingers sliding over her skin – she felt them where he touched, but she also felt them in the depths of her chest, the racing of her heart, and the heat of her cheeks.
"Mama!" Aegon shouted.
" you either have to hurry the fuck up or get off now." Aislynn whispered.
