Aemond Targaryen lived to become a weak old man, withering in the cells underneath Dragonstone. One mistake caused a lifetime of pain.
Losing Baelon, was the start to the end of the Hightowers. But it wouldn't be the end of them.
Alys Rivers a wit...
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Baelon let his breathing slow as he attempted to calm his heart. Hands grabbed his arms and legs, lifting him into the air. Laughter echoed in the hall as they dragged him to the bedding chambers.
Arianne's new ladies-in-waiting guided her more gracefully. Baelon had forbade any of the men from touching her, but that left him vulnerable to their schemes.
At the foot of the door, he's lowered, receiving playful remarks from the lord, both vial and harmless. Arianne approaches her new husband, offering him a smile as she takes his hand.
At that moment Baelon felt like a maiden, needing his wife's comfort, but he didn't want to be here, he wanted to be with Aemond, with the man he loved.
Baelon stood before Arianne, blocking out everyone's gaze, and leaned forward, sealing their lips in a kiss. Arianne hums softly, her fingers digging into his hair, gently combing the thick curls.
Baelon sighs, allowing his shoulders to relax, his fingers inching up and unlacing the spine of Arianne's corset. Silks slipped to the ground as they both undressed the new princess.
Arianne's hair cascades in deep chocolate waves. Her eyes peered up at him, completely trusting.
Baelon smiles and presses a kiss to her head before pulling away. He reaches the bed, gently parting the curtains that wrapped that was the canopy, and offers Arianne a hand. Arianne smiles, her hand slipping into his, only to fall onto the bed with a soft gasp.
Baelon was still fully clothed as he hovered over her, his free hand came up to her chest and he gently caressed the soft skin of her breast before it lowered to the most intimate part of her body.
Arianne gasped, her back arching as his fingers teased her. "Yes." She whispers
Baelon lowers himself so he was level with her cunt. He knew how to pleasure a woman, spending years wrapped in between the thighs of willing women, while also taking care of men he especially favored.
Baelon's lips meet her cunt, sucking her into his mouth.
Arianne gasps, a scream cut off at her throat as her whole body tenses.
Baelon lets out pleased hums against her, his tongue taking his time with her. Arianne's thighs came over his head while her fingers sought out his hair, tugging the unruly locks.
Arianne's hips shake as she comes, whines and whimpers falling on her lips.
Baelon continued until she physically pushed him away. Gasping out harsh breaths, his mouth glistened as a smirk managed its way.
Arianne continues to pant as her eyes drag down his body. "Remove your clothes and fuck me." Arianne orders
Baelon tilts his head, still smirking, "Yes princess."
....
The party was left flustered as the two beautiful royals fucked like bunnies, being thorough in their babymaking.
"Lord." Daemon states, standing from his seat and removing himself from the perverted court. He saw a little too much of his stepson.
Rhaenyra hadn't bothered showing, she trusted her son enough.
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Arianne sat up against the bed, watching as the last of the court left the bedding chambers, her gaze moving to Baelon's. "I know you're in love with that beautiful Targaryen Prince." Arianne states, the sheets covered her up to her chest while simultaneously letting them cool her
Baelon's gaze snaps up to hers, sitting up on the bed. "What." Baelon breathes
Arianne is managing the art of giving him a heart attack every time they are alone. Arianne chuckles. "You are so obvious my love, but don't fret, I trust that we made an heir, there's no need for you to bed me after tonight. And don't misunderstand me, I did enjoy it, you are an excellent lover (quite thorough I might add) but I don't want to be the obstacle to epic love." Arianne says
Baelon tilts his head, slowly inching closer. "What about you, if you knew, why marry me?" Baelon asks "Because I want to be Queen, that's all that matters to me. And I knew stepping into this you may not love me and that I might not love you. But you can grant me titles and power. I could only hope that you are a good man." Arianne says
Baelon watches her fondly. "And you will be Queen. That I can promise." Baelon asks
Arianne smiles, "Good."
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A/N
I know! What was I thinking writing a sex scene with someone other than Aemond? But it's unfortunately the way these marriages work and they needed to do it. Also, I know, I could've had him just stick it in and whatever but my girl Ari deserves better than that!
Also, remember! They needed to marry! If they didn't then Aly's and Baby Baelon wouldn't be born and that screws everyone. Ergo, Aemond would be sucked back into his dungeon where he will continue to rot and big boy Baelon will be dead. Plus marriage like theirs allows them with a lot of liberties. Like hello, Aemond and Baelon boning!?
And maybe it was cruel to have Aemond push for the marriage but he had to, poor Cyclopes.
Damn, I be forgetting a lot of the plot. I almost forgot Baelon was dead and now he's not.
