Daemon Targaryen Imagines

Little Bird

Daemon counted in his head slowly without any of the words passing his lips, '1 ... 2 ... 3 ... 4... 5... 6...' and so on he thought until finally he arrived at ten. He opened his eyes and began his search, he started inside the chamber checking under the bed, behind the curtains, and inside the cupboard but found nothing. He continued checking the various places within the red keep but he was slowly beginning to become more frustrated as he searched. The prince grew impatient, yet he still found it funny how he was being bested. Daemon was amused and annoyed simultaneously. He was searching the red keep, wandering around the area, he even went through certain parts more than once. He was beginning to grow even more excited and impatient in his search,

"Come on out little bird," he cooed but no answer came, "Come on this is starting to not be funny." He said as he continued to call out never getting an answer his tone becoming less playful the longer it went on. "Little bird?" He called

He continued on his way before he reached the red keeps courtyard full of flowers bathed in the moonlight, "I know you're not in my chambers, I have searched every room. Perhaps you are amongst the flowers? Could my little bird have turned into a bird and flown away?"

Suddenly a small giggle came from the tall weirwood tree,

Daemon looked behind himself immediately and glanced at the weirwood tree, his eyes began to scan the base of the tree He chuckled softly at her game and gave a playful shake of his skull. "Little bird? I should have known you'd be up in tree. Come on down dear. Don't make me climb up there." he warns playfully as he goes to the bottom of the tree looking up to see his betrothal.

Y/n sits up in the tree's branches in her long red dress, her Y/C/H hair in sweet braids, with a wide smile across her lips, "Do I win?" she asked kicking her legs playfully,

"Yes. You win. Come on down and claim your price," he told her, "Come get your rewards,"

She giggled and climbed down the tree to his waiting arms as his hands grabbed her waist and she set her hands on his shoulders so he could lift her down and he gave her a sweet kiss, he kissed her deeply for a while still holding her in his arms her feet off the floor so she had no escape.

"I think that's your best prize yet my pretty little bird,"

"No, still second."

"You're telling me there have been rewards better and more pleasing then this? Go on enlighten me?"

"Getting to be your future bride. Is still number one."

"You are too sweet, I admit... I am looking forward to having my little bird all to myself," He smirked, "Come on, lets get you back to bed." He said as he carried her though the red keep and back to his chamber where he dropped her on the covers. She laid on her back giggling among the sheets,

"Hi,"

"Hello my little bird," Daemon smiled softly down at her as he sat down next to her on the bed. The dark prince placed a hand on her right thigh and gave a gentle squeeze. His eyes remained locked with hers as he spoke. "I shall not let you go, not this time... Not after our game of hide and seek." Daemon brought his other hand to her other thigh and began rubbing them up and down her legs. "You have made me work to even have this small moment with you, dear little bird. I think that means I shall enjoy myself with you that much more. So please, let me have my fun?"

"...no."

"And why not my sweet bird? Is there nothing I could do to persuade you?"

"no. Not until or wedding"

"What? So I cannot have you now? How unfortunate for me." Daemon said with a smirk as he was still rubbing her thighs.

"it is. But you shall just have to control yourself my lord. Nothing will happen until our wedding night"