His Princess

Part 5

His Princess - Pt 5

fancast!bloody ben x targ!fem!reader

Summary: The dragons and their host are getting restless waiting in Harrenhal and are relieved when they receive instructions from Rhaenyra. Daemon is sent back to Harrenhal, but is prepared to do whatever it takes to keep a clear mind to prepare for what he must face. Y/n and Ben move their host and reunite with Rhaenyra.

Warnings: 18+ swearing, p in v, handjob, green council pov pls don't h8 me 🧎🏼‍♀️, emo father/daughter talk, wine

Authors Note: ok the father daughter talk is making my daddy issues act up!!, i made a timeline for this fic and there's an end in sight 🥲 it's gunna get messy before it gets better and im anticipating like at least three more parts 🫣

Word Count: 4.9k

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My cheek is repeatedly rubbing against the stone wall as moans fall my my mouth. Ben has a hand wrapped around my throat and the other is squeezing harshly at my hip. He's panting in my ear as he continually pounds into me.

"I'll be surprised if the entirety of this castle doesn't hear you mewling for my cock." he breathes out as his hand applies light pressure.

I cry out at his words as I clench around him. He grunts snapping his hips quicker into mine as I continue to whimper. A sob tears through me as my pleasure takes over and I feel his warmth spreading through me. He roughly pulls out and puts himself back in his pants. He lifts my pants back up as I'm still resting my head on the cool stone.

"You're going to have to learn to have patience." he chuckles turning me around towards him.

"Me?" I hiss looking up to him. "You were the one who dragged me in here." I narrow my eyes at him.

"Was I?" he smirks down at me licking his lips.

"Yes, you imbecile." I seethe pulling him towards the door.

"Imbecile? That's new." he hums. "You're always so sweet to me, my Princess." he kisses the side of my head escorting me out of the servants closet.

Rhaenyra has sent word of there being no texts or records of such a strong pulling bond. She says she assumes it's the matter of how strong the bond between Silverwing and Vermithors is. They spent decades sequestered together in the pits, their bond forever strengthening.

With that linking me to Ben our feelings and emotions have been heightened and more attuned to each other. I actually quite like the bond, it has made us sync together but the desire for one another is so strong. Ben was right enough that the entirety of Harrenhal probably knows of our trysts.

"My Princess, my Lord," Lord Darry smiles at us as he rounds the corner.

"How are you this morning?" I return his smile hoping I don't look flushed.

"Doing well. Has there been any news of what's to come?" he looks to me with hopeful and eager eyes.

"As of right now we are awaiting the Queens command. We are to continue to build our strength and work on moving as a lethal unit." Ben answers for me looking to Lord Darry.

"Yes, of course." he nods his head. "Also," his voice trembles. "The farmers are running low on animals to provide for your dragons. Could you possibly take them hunting?" he looks between us nervously.

"Of course, Lord Darry." I nod my head to him. "I know they have large appetites." I smile hoping to calm his nerves.

"Indeed, my Princess." he nods to me. "My Lord." he nods his head to Ben before scuttling down the hall.