The (y/n) That Would Change the Realm

***Chapter XII***

It was dark on my flight to Dragonstone. Caraxes welcomed myself and Ebony to the castle with a screech. I gave Caraxes a soft pet on his nose before I went inside. I moved silently until I found him, watching the sea. "It was a bold move, proposing like that." I say to Daemon, pouring myself some wine from the jug on the table. "Does that mean you are accepting?" He asks me, turning to look at me.

I shrugged moving to stand beside him. I probably smelt like a Dragon. "Well, it depends on how you feel about the fact that I fucked your niece." I say to him, looking up at him through my eyelashes. He looks down at me before he smirks. I place down my cup. "Also, I'm not pregnant and Rhaenyra was distraught at the fact that you took Baelon's egg." I say to him, pulling off my gloves as I perch myself on the edge of the table.

"Well, it sounds like you get everything you want. What about me?" He asks, stalking over to me as though I were prey. "Your niece needs me. I cannot marry you Daemon." I informed him. He sighed deeply, placing one hand on my hips as he stood between my legs. He placed down his cup and stroked his thumb against my cheek. "You wear my gifts, you take my cock and there is no marriage? Why?" He questions me softly.

I shrug before looking at him. "I don't ask for gifts, your cock is great, and you didn't ask me." I responded to him in turn. I picked up my goblet and sipped the sweet wine that had always been my favourite. I smiled at the goblet before looking at him expectantly. I was making sure that he knew that I wasn't going to become 'Lady (y/n) of Dragonstone' unless he asked. He smirked down at me and lifted up a beautiful silver ring.

I gasped at the dark red and black stones pressed into the delicate ring made of glittering silver. No...it wasn't silver... "Is that Valyrian steel?" I whisper as I stare at the ring. He nods slightly as he continues to hold the ring. I stared at the ring before I nodded slightly. "Yes..." I whisper. His smirk dropped, looking shocked at my response. He blinked twice. "Yes?" He whispers softly and I nod again. He smiled, a genuine smile, before he slipped the ring onto my finger.

I giggle before I wrap my arms around his neck. "Yes." I say again, feeling his nose rub against the biggest vein in my neck. I tilt my head a little, letting him kiss me softly. I sigh as I kiss him softly. He smiles and kisses back. His hips press into mine. I grind against him, pressing back. I giggle as we kiss. "So, would I be a lady or a princess? Because I'm already a Lady." I joke as he slips his hands under my thighs. 

I already knew I'd still be a lady, but I figured he'd find it charming. I feel his chuckle vibrate through my own chest as he carries me to his quarters. "If I could make you a princess, I would~" He says to me and I smile, kissing him again. My fingers tangled in his long hair, my hands finding the baby hairs at the base of his skull. I'd spent years dreaming for his touch and now I had a ring that said he was mine just as much as I was his. 

He laid me down on the bed, his hands going to the strings on the front of my dress. I sighed softly as he slowly pulled the strings open. I giggle softly as his hand slips under my corset, gently skimming the skin on my ribs. I removed it, leaving myself bare from the waist up. "You are more beautiful each time I see you." He whispered to me, and I smiled as I slowly removed his shirt and leather vest. 

I ran my fingers over his shoulders as we kissed slowly, nothing but love expressed between us. His hands slip under my skirts, slowly pushing them up my thighs. As he does, my hands go to his pants and I start to undo them. "I love you." I whisper against his lips. Each act, each touch was nothing less than pure love. "I love you more, little dragon." He whispers back, and I moan a little at his accent in Valyrian. Gods, it was a little too perfect.

"I will love you. I will always love you." He whispers to me as he finally slides into me, and I let out a moan. I looked into his eyes and smiled softly as I reached up to stroke his cheek. "Like you love Rhaenyra?" I ask him softly. He looks at me. The two of us both loved Rhaenyra. The girl sat between us on the age range scale. Older than me, younger than Daemon. "One day, we will all be happy together." I whispered to him softly.

He hums against my lips before thrusting up into me, earning him a loud moan as I grip the sheets. "Fuck!" I moan loudly as his cock presses deep inside me. I remembered the first time this happened, back in the brothel, which felt nearly a million years ago compared to this. I heard him let out a soft curse before he began to speed up, his thrusting building into pounding that shook the bed. 

Each thrust made the bed creak softly. Soon, one round became five, and we both collapsed onto the mattress, panting and sweaty. I laughed softly as the sheets bunched around my waist. "That was beyond enjoyable." I said softly before rolling so my head rested on his chest. He wrapped one of his arms around my waist, holding me to him as the other hand combed my hair. He hummed softly. "Now, you'll forever be, my little dragon." He whispers just as I fell asleep.