Burn The Ships / Viserys Targaryen / Larys Strong

28. Beautiful

If there was something to stumble over, it would surely find her.

Like the air when viserys called out to her begging her to talk to him.

"I have missed you Lucia. Why do you hide from me?" Viserys questuoned. Lucia regained her balance and stared back at him, heart pounding. "Lucia, did I do something wrong? Tell me so i can make it right please." He begged.

" you don't hate me?" she could not fathom a world where he could care about her, especially after what his wife must've told him.

" hate you? I could never hate you. What are you talking about?" Viserys countered.

"Aemond..."

" yes, he told me about the monsters after-" he cleared his throat "alicent did... I know you did not steal him. The children adore you. he told me he got up and found you in the place with all the books and asked you to help him get rid of the monsters-correction you said you would help him get rid of the monsters. Oh Lucia this past 8 long days have been excruciating without you."

"Oh viserys i thought you would believe her and hate me forever for something that wasnt true."

"Nonsense. I had to track you down  i missed you Lucia. We talked for hours upon hours then i went days without even seeing you and my heart," he held to her hand. "I thought it might burst without you near."

"Lu I found the.... Your grace." Larys said hesitantly. "What are you-"

"I was looking for your sister. I went to your home but no one was there. I stumbled upon you two by luck." Viserys admitted "and im so glad i did."

"He didnt believe alicents lies." She told larys. "He still..."

"Cares very deeply about you my lucia." Viserys agreed. "Would you care to join me back at the castle? We can catch up... please."

"I would like that very much. I miss little Aemond would it be alright if I saw him too?" Lucia added.

"Yes of course." Viserys agreed "come," lucia grabbed his arm before hesitating. She looked back at Larys he was trying to keep a brave face but he was upset. Upset that he was losing Lucia once again to Viserys targaryen.

"Larys?" Lucia questioned. "I know we were-"

"Have fun with the little prince. I know he will miss you." Larys assured.

"Thanks larys."

"I will see you tonight?" Larys questioned shifting back and forth on his cane.

"We have a lot of catching up to do." Viserys whispered.

"Dont wait up for me larys... if its too late perhaps i can find a spare room in the castle for the night?" Lucia pondered

"Yes." Viserys agreed eagerly.

"Oh. Are you sure? I can come and get you." Larys countered

"Not a problem at all the castle has many chambers... she will be safe with me. I promise."

"Bye larys!" Lucia declared.

So much yo catch up on. So much to say and do. So much on her mind and yet all she wanted to do was kiss him.

So Lucia leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. They kissed, unhurried, almost lazily. Lucias hands navigated his chest and back, every muscle, every bend in the terrain of his body. Viserys feathered his hand over her bare skin, sending goose bumps spreading across it.

Their kiss deepened, a soft moan breaking the silence. It took her a few seconds to realize it was herself, not him. Viserys fingers slid up her inner thighs. She stiffened, eyes wide. He knew her was a sensitive topic and she wanted to be open with him. Wanted to be that vulnerable. He blinked a few times and slowly kissed her again.

When she closed her eyes, she let go ... finding trust in the man who had claimed her. His fingers teased the leg of her panties. Down her thigh and touching her false leg.

"Viserys..."

"You know i felt so ashamed of myself when i lost my arm and you showed me i was still me. If you felt comfortable enough to... without it... i would like to be that person you share that with," viserys admitted.

"My family are the only ones I ever... larys is the only one i trusted to take it off and put it back on." Lucia admitted. "I would like you to be that person too."

Lucias right hand found his hair as her left hand clawed his back. She was so scared. A good scared. The kind of scared she felt when aemond got to close to the dragons. As he flicked his tongue against her, a single finger inched beneath the crotch of her panties. She fisted his beautiful silver hair as her breath hiked.

"Might I?"

Lucia nodded and viserys carefully while one handed removed her leg. He stared at where her leg had been severed and she felt so self conscious. But his words silenced her racing nervous thoughts.

"Lucia you are so Beautiful ..." he whispered against her mouth, along her jaw, and down her neck. Over and over. Beautiful ... Beautiful ... Beautiful ... he thought she was truly beautiful. The first man other than her family other than larys to call her beautiful.

But that finger that trailed along her panties... That finger? It moved a fraction of an inch, and she jerked. His finger, his entire body, stilled except for his lips at her ear, his breath whispering, "you are so beautiful Lucia." She held her breath for few seconds like she did when aemond was near those dragon. Then she kissed him. She.  Kissed. Him.

And didnt stop kissing him. Not after their clothes were shed and their bodies were tired not after any of it. She kept kissing him long after the sun set and moon rose and the sun rose back again. When she finally did fall asleep she was wrapped up in viserys his lips pressed to her flesh.

Viserys saw forever in those beautiful eyes.