Jacaerys Velaryon One Shots

The Morning After P2

oh shit 😦 .can we have a part 2 please xx

Jacaerys was momentarily stunned by her confession, his eyes widening at her words. He gently wrapped his arms around her, tightening his grip around her frame. "You didn't...? Even when I..." he asked, his voice low and filled with a hint of hurt and confusion.

Elaena shook her head "I... Was only afraid. And in pain"

Jacaerys's heart ached at her words, a pang of guilt and regret stabbing through his chest. He should've been more gentle, more patient. He gently stroked her hair, pulling her closer against him. "I'm sorry, Elaena. I'm sorry it hurt. I didn't want to hurt you... I didn't want you to be afraid." He cupped her face in his hands, looking deep into her eyes. "I shouldn't have pushed you so fast. I should've taken more time, gone slower. I just... I wanted you so badly. I still want you so badly."

"I just... I knew it would hurt. My mother told me so. I was so scared I wanted to cry ... But I know you had been so excited and I didn't want to deny you. I know our marriage had to be consummated and... I didn't want to deny you in our wedding night, or make you feel unhappy for not giving me pleasure."

Jacaerys's heart ached with a mixture of guilt and tenderness at her words. He gently caresses her face, his touch gentle and soothing. "Elaena... I don't care about my own pleasure," he said, his voice soft and sincere. "I care about yours. I don't want you to just lie back and let it happen. I want you to be comfortable, and pleasured. I want you to enjoy it." Jacaerys's heart ached with a mixture of guilt and tenderness at her words. His hands gently ran over her body, tracing the curves and contours beneath his palms. "I never want you to suffer for my sake, ever. If you're not ready, if you're not enjoying it - please, tell me. I don't want to hurt you."

"but... What if you are enjoying it?"

Jacaerys paused at her question, his hands stilling on her body as he pondered for a moment. His first instinct was to say that he would stop if she asked him to, but the thought of her bearing through it, letting him take pleasure while she suffered... He couldn't stomach it. "No," he said firmly. "I... I would rather suffer myself than cause you pain. If you're not enjoying it, if you want me to stop, I will. I promise."

she nodded "thank you jacaerys"

He gently cupped her face, his touch gentle and loving. He planted a soft kiss on her forehead, trying to convey his sincerity with his actions. "You don't have to thank me," he murmured. "It's what I should do. Your comfort and pleasure are important to me, and I don't ever want to hurt you like that again."

she nodded and laid her head on his chest still clutching her knees to her chest to conceal herself

Jacaerys wrapped his arms around her, holding her close against his chest, his hand rubbing gentle circles on her back. He felt her body against his, the heat and softness of her skin sending tingles through his body. He gently tilted her chin up so that she was looking at him, and his gaze softened. He gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and spoke, his voice low and soft. "You don't have to hide yourself, you know. You're beautiful."

she shook her head "I... I don't like... Being like this."

Jacaerys's eyebrows furrowed in confusion at her words, and he gently turned her body so that she was facing him, perched on his lap. He gently tucked her head beneath his chin, his arms wrapping firmly around her slender waist. "Like what?" he asked, his voice soft and curious.

"exposed..." She answered doing her best to conceal herself "I .. I don't like seeing myself. Or... Other people... Seeing me"

Jacaerys's heart ached at her words, a mixture of worry and sadness filling his chest. His hands gently caressed her back, rubbing soothing circles along her skin. "Why don't you like seeing yourself? Or having others see you?" he asked. "You are beautiful, Elaena. Your body is beautiful." He gently moved one hand up to cradle her face, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. "There's nothing bad about your body," he whispered. "It's perfect, just as it is. You don't have to hide from me. I love every part of you."