House of the Dragon. Imagines and One Shots

The seahorse and the dragon - Part 4 - Vaemond x Reader

Rhaenyra made her way through High Tide, towards her sister's rooms. The new day had begun, and the princess had come to escort her sibling to the breaking of the fast. It was strange for her to think that soon her younger sister would be a bride, that she would be a wife, and before long, probably a mother too, if the look in Vaemond' s eyes had been anything to go by. And once the wedding in Driftmark was over, and (Y/n) and Commander of the fleet had sworn to one another before the eyes of the Merling King; then Rhaenyra would travel back to Kings landing, so that the capital city could be prepared, and a more formal wedding under the eyes of the Seven would take place; the seahorse and the dragon presented as man and wife to the whole of the Seven Kingdoms. The older princess just hoping that (Y/n) would be well in her new home, until they could be reunited, and until she could bring Vhagar back to Driftmark, with her.

"Sister........" Rhaenyra called out, as she pushed on the door. Her brows furrowing, as she saw no sign of her sibling, just three maids looking rather worried, speaking amongst themselves.

"Where is my sister. Where is the princess (Y/n)?" Rhaenyra demanded to know. The maids curtsying, before one of them stepped forward.

"We don't know, milady. We helped the princess change for bed after Ser Vaemond brough her here last night; but after that..............and when we got here a short time ago.......well, we found nothing but a cold, empty bed." The maid explained. All of them curtsying again, as Rhaenyra turned and quickly left the room; cursing herself for not having come to speak with (Y/n) the night before. For not having come to talk with her about the day and Vaemond. For not being more vigilant over the bride to be.

"Rhaenyra.............?" Rhaenys said, as the king's oldest daughter almost ran into her.

"What's wrong..............?"

"Its (Y/n). It doesn't look as though she has slept in her room." The younger princess explained. The queen who never was, musing for a moment, before a smile came to her lips.

"I think that you will find, that (Y/n) may have spent the night with Vaemond. I am not surprised given the way that they looked at one another. Vaemond has been able to do nothing but speak of her since we learn that you were coming." Rhaenys explained. Rhaenyra finding herself now smiling along with the older princess. The fears that she had had for her sister, now long gone.

"Perhaps we should let them come down to break fast in their own time." Rhaenys continued, as she offered the younger princess her arm. Rhaenyra nodding before slipping her arm over that of the Lady of Driftmark's. The oldest daughter of the king reminding herself to get her sister alone, so that (Y/n) could tell her everything.

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(Y/n) giggled, as Vaemond littered kisses across her stomach. Her fingers tangling in his hair, as he slowly made his way up her body. A kiss pressed to each of her breasts before he moved over her, caging the princess between his arms.

"Vaemond, I have to go back to my room. My maids will be coming soon to dress me for the morning..........Rhaenyra and the family will be expecting us." The princess giggled again; the commander's hair falling around her, as he leant down to kiss her.

"What if I do not want you to be dressed? What if I want you to stay as you are, and in my bed.........?" The knight of House Velaryon asked, before his lips made their way to her neck; to that little spot just below her ear, that he had found the night before, made her moan. The lady gripping at his shoulders, as she felt the most exquisite shiver make its way down her spine. Her thighs tightening around him, as her husband to be, chuckled softly at the effect he was having on her. A groan coming from deep inside him, as the princess rolled her hips up against him. His already hardened cock, slipping with ease into her. The younger Velaryon knowing that he had no intention of letting his dragon, leave him, as they both moaned at the feeling. Her warm, wet womanhood, sheathing him perfectly. Vaemond sure that there could be no better feeling than the one that the beauty beneath him, could instill.

"If that is what my lord wishes.........." The princess gasped, as Vaemond began to move. The sensation of his body moving in and out of hers, making her mind cloud; all thought of being dressed and joining her sister and the rest of the family for the morning meal, gone, as the beautiful seahorse love her once more. Neither caring whether others would consider this wrong; neither caring that their wedding was only in a matter of days; only knowing that they wanted, that they needed one another now. That all that mattered was they were together, and that no one or nothing would keep the dragon and her seahorse, apart.