A Dragon Kissed by Sun

Love in God's Wood

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Jaehaerys Targaryen

As Jae ventured through the woods, he saw the Weirwood Tree. The tree's bark, as pale as moonlight. Yet, the intricate carving at the tree's heart truly captured Jae's attention, where a solemn face emerged from the gnarled knots and grooves of the wood. Legends whispered that the Children of the Forest had skillfully etched these haunting faces into each Weirwood Tree.

Jae knew his mother's faith was the old gods; the Seven was the faith practiced in Dorne. Jae never saw himself as someone who paid attention to the faith much; he knew its rules, and that was it. He didn't practice it much, if at all.

As Jae stood before the Weirwood Tree, its ancient trunk weathered by time and adorned with crimson leaves. The air was still, but he was suddenly jolted from his reverie by the faint sound of footsteps echoing through the wintry landscape. Instinctively, he turned, his gaze meeting Arianne's as she gracefully approached him, each step punctuated by the soft crunch of snow beneath her boots.

Jae's lips curled into a genuine smile the moment he laid eyes on Arianne, unable to resist the pull of her captivating beauty. His gaze was irresistibly drawn to her face, where her eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky. But it was her lips, oh, those luscious lips, that held an irresistible allure for him. Beckoning him closer, and he knew deep down that he could never tire of kissing them. As Arianne approached him, a sweet smile mirrored on her face.

"My Prince, what are you doing here all alone? What if a dangerous animal found you?" Arianne teased with a smile as she looked at his purple eyes playfully.

"Well, Ghost is nearby, and now I'm not alone," Jae spoke with a deep dornish voice. As the sound reached Arianne's ears, it seemed to weave its way into the depths of her soul, causing her breath to hitch and her heart to quicken. A rush of warmth flooded her cheeks, transforming them into rosy hues that betrayed the intensity of her emotions.

At that moment, her knees faltered, weakened by the sheer power of his voice and the mesmerizing timbre that held her captive. But it wasn't just his voice that captivated her. Jae's intense gaze, like molten gold, pierced through her defenses. Drawing her closer to him with an irresistible gravitational pull. As his strong arm encircled her waist, a shiver coursed through her spine, and she found herself yielding to the magnetism of his presence. She found solace, strength, and a sense of belonging in embracing Jae's muscular body.

"Jae," Arianne's voice trembled with pleasure as she uttered Jae's name. Jae, their eyes locked in a passionate gaze, began a tantalizing journey of kisses, starting with Arianne's soft cheek and descending slowly, deliberately, exploring every inch of her delicate skin. The trail of Jae's affectionate lips reached a crescendo as they reached the exquisite curve of Arianne's neck, where they indulged in a succulent, lingering kiss, causing a chorus of pleasurable sounds to escape her parted lips. Arianne's desire intensified with each passing moment, aching between her thighs as waves of longing washed over her, leaving her in a state of blissful surrender.