The jealous Prince- A horny one shot smut collection.

A flight to remember.

This one shot is a second person POV from the perspective of Helaena.

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The celebrations of the first night were underway. You and Aegon were finally wed and crowned. When your first waltz came to an end, other couples began to join you on the ballroom floor.

Everyone you knew was dancing with a partner and enjoying themselves, save one. Aemond was never the dancing type, more of a wallflower, an observer from afar.

The wine was strong and foreign, shipped in from the southern city of Sunspear. You feared you had delved too deep into your cups and began to wobble on your feet. Aegon was a boring dance partner and was likely to be a boring husband. It was your wedding night and he was already eyeing the serving girls. He didn't even notice you left him on the dancefloor, stumbling toward the Prince.

Aemond sipped at his wine and swirled the glass, leaning back into the wall. He was admiring the murals of Aegon the conquerer on the ceiling and as you approached his eye dropped to you.

"A fine night, sister. Congratulations on such a happy pairing." He rolled his eye, raised his glass to you and swigged it back in one gulp. You followed him to the wine barrels for another refill.

"What was that? Is everything alright, brother?" You slurred your words and tripped into his arms when he spun to face you.

"It was nothing Helaena, I think it's best you go to bed." He lifted you back to your feet and rest your arm on his shoulder. The two of you shuffled slowly through the crowd. He politely asked for pardon from his elders and shoved at his young nephews when they wouldn't move out of his way.

Lucerys fell to the ground from a gentle shove and caused a scene with his mother but aemond continued on through the crowd. The climb up the stairs to your chambers was a grueling one but you eventually made it.

Your door was unmanned as all guards had been summoned to the ballroom. Aemond rest you down onto your bed and headed for the door.

You didn't want to be left alone... You stood from your bed as he made for your doors. He turned to face you at the creak of your bed. You eyed him up and down and slipped off your shoulder straps. The gorgeous wedding dress fell to a heap on the floor.

Aemond stared quietly, unsure of what you were doing until you fought with the lace of your corset. He rushed over to you and grabbed your hands.

"Sister, no. I could never bring you shame. You have just been wed." You broke free of his grasp and tore open your corset. Your firm tipped breasts bounced out against the cold air. Your chest rose and fell rapidly with your nervous breaths. You said nothing, just stared into his eye.

Aemond's eye fluttered at you in shock when you dropped your panties.

"Helaena, stop this." He tried to grab your wrist but you darted away toward the secret tunnel entrance in your quarters. You had the sudden urge to fly dream fire, naked for a closer bond. You scurried down the spiral staircase, completely bare, the Prince close on your heels.

"Helaena! This is madness! Come back!"

You couldn't help but giggle, this was the most fun you'd had in a while. The stairs reached ground level and you could hear his footsteps gaining on you. He had always been the fastest of the four of you but you knew your way around these tunnels.

You were almost at the dragon pit when he grabbed your wrist and spun you around, pinning your back to the tunnel wall. You teased a smile up at him, your breasts inflating against his chest as you caught your breath.

You leaned in for a kiss but he dodged your lips. A bulge grew under his leathers and you freed your left hand to grip at it. His confused brow unfurrowed and he brushed your hair behind your ear.