His Princess

Part 4

Summary: Vermithor accepts Ben as his rider and he takes to the skies with Silverwing. Y/n teaches him how to strengthen the bond and basic commands. A confession while Y/n gets into an argument with Baela and Jace.

Warnings: 18+ swearing, oral (m receiving), bathing, fingering, p in v, L word, very short snippet of Jace and Baela in Harrenhal

Authors Note: them riding the bonded dragons together is my roman empire rn, why shouldn't riding bonded dragons cause a little bit of hot tension between these two?

Word Count: 5.6k

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I study Ben's features as I look at him in the early morning light. He's sleeping so peacefully and I can't help but think about what will happen shortly. He's brave and fearless and absolutely fucking reckless and I'm hoping these traits will attract Vermithor. He's been dwelling in the depths of the pits only emerging for food and Silverwing and just maybe he'll come out for Ben. I straddle Ben and lean down to his neck.

"Wake up, Ben." I whisper in his ear as my hair curtains around us. He slowly opens his eyes as they start to focus on me.

"Beautiful," his voice gravely from sleep as he reaches up to kiss me while his hands travel up my legs on either side of him.

"Serve me," I murmur softly as I kiss him once more.

"Serve me?" he pulls back breathing heavily.

"Very good, it means serve me." I hum as I kiss him once more.

"Obey me," I whisper against his lips.

"Obey me," he moves his head up as I sit back looking down to him.

"Obey me," his breath catches at my words.

"Hello, my fearsome Vermithor." his eyes lock to mine at the familiar greeting.

"Hello, my fearsome Vermithor." Ben's voice is steady and strong.

"Hello, my fearsome Vermithor." I nod my head to him.

He slowly starts to sit up as a smile begins to form across his face. He pulls me down to his lips as I gasp getting lost in him. He releases me and pulls me out of bed quickly. I shake my head at his enthusiasm, but his high energy will serve him well this morning. As we begin to dress I can feel his adrenaline pouring off of him.

We walk out of the castle and pick out plump cows before we begin to walk to the pits on the sands. He goes over the commands with me once again as we walk. On approach I hear Silverwings song coming from the depths. She slowly begins to emerge into the light and walk to me and Ben chirping creating a small sandstorm. Ben walks to her with a smile on his face.

"Hello, my beautiful Silverwing." he smiles up at her as she pushes against his chest.

A smile spreads across my face at how truly magnificent it is that her and Ben have that connection. I don't know how I didn't see the signs earlier and shake my head at my panic last night. The pits begin to thunder as Vermithor reaches his claws out.

"Daughter," Rhaenyras voice raised in panic as she starts down the walkway with the dragon keepers close on her heel.

"Stay back." I shake my head raising my hands to them. If this is truly going to work it needs to be just us. He needs to show Vermithor no fear and that he doesn't need a team of people to help him. I always believed it was the bravery and determination that enticed Silverwing.