Jacaerys Velaryon One Shots

Little Lady P2

She softly squealed shivering and trembling for his kisses, his hands hold her so tightly against him that he can feel her lack of corset below the gown, the thick cotton all that keeps her concealed the dragon pin on her waist presses into him a little, her hands rest on the soft fabric of his doublet as she blushed hard,

His hand on her ass gave her a firm smack, He pulled back slightly, his eyes full of desire and hunger as he looked at her. "No corset..." he murmured, his hand still resting on her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Seems like you've been a naughty girl..."

she blushed hard unable to even meet his eyes when he calls her 'naughty' "I uhh I umm well I uh"

He chuckled at her stuttering, finding her flustered reaction adorable. His hand on her ass squeezed again, his touch possessive and firm, his fingers tracing the contour of her curves through the thin fabric of her dress. "No corset and no words to explain yourself?" he teased, his voice low and husky. "Maybe I need to take you over my lap and give you what you truly deserve."

her eyes went wide, her chest gasping fast, he whole face went red "I uhh my prince I uh...my corset is just... With the handmaidens... For a repair .. I uhh I often don't wear a corset with this dress"

He chuckled again at her stammering explanation, clearly enjoying the power he held in making her blush and fumble her words, "Hmm... is that so?" he said, his hand still on her ass, gently rubbing. "It seems you've been quite rebellious not wearing a corset with your dress... You know how improper that is for a princess..."

"but I'm... Not a princess, my prince" she blushed

He let out a low, amused chuckle at her words, his hand still touching her, his fingers exploring the bare flesh of her back. "True... you are not a princess. Yet." he agreed, his voice filled with promise and longing. He pulled her even closer, their bodies molded flushed against each other, his breath hot on her skin as he continued. "But you will be, won't you, my lady?" He held her against him, enjoying the way she felt, her soft, slender body against his. His lips grazed her jawline, his mouth close to her ear as he spoke again. "My future queen, a defiant little princess who doesn't wear a corset under her dresses..." he murmured, his hand on her ass giving a firm squeeze. "Should I be worried about your rebellious nature, hm?"

"no my prince. I only don't wear one for this dress... And it's just being repaired i-"

He chuckled again, enjoying their little game. "I suppose I'll have to check and see for myself if it's just this dress... or if you have a habit of being naughty in other ways as well..." He pulled back slightly, his eyes roving over her form, imagining what she would look like without the dress, with no corset to hide her curves...

she trembled slightly as he looked at her,

His eyes lingered on the dragon pin, his mind imagining how easy it would be to undo it, to let the dress fall from her body... "That pin," he said, his voice now huskier, lower. He reached out and gently touched the dragon pin, his fingers tracing its outline. "Is this the only thing holding your dress together?"

she blushed hard and nodded, "Yes my prince,"

A wicked smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he gazed at her flushed face, her eyes wide and innocent yet filled with a mix of nervousness and desire. "That's a dangerous thing..." he murmured, his fingers still touching the dragon pin. "What if someone were to just... undo it?"

"I uhh I suppose my gown would fall" she blushed

His smile grew wider, a spark of lust in his eyes as he watched her blush and stutter. His fingers slowly traced the outline of the dragon pin, as if contemplating the idea of undoing it right there. "And what if that someone... was me?"