His Princess

Part 8 - Final

Summary: You and Ben return to Kings Landing. Rhaenyra is coronated before the people. A Targaryen Kings funeral and a wedding to end the war.

Warnings: 18+ p in v, swearing, funeral, sappy after war feelings

Authors Note: i couldn't make the funeral any longer bc i was actually getting too upset, i'm like super sad this is over tbh

Word Count: 3.9k

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I open my eyes and a smile spreads across my face as I see Ben's arms wrapped tightly around me and his head resting next to my stomach. I still can't believe I'm with child. It's absolutely terrifying to think about but the excitement outweighs everything else. I softly brush his hair back and he groans pulling me closer to him.

I continue to brush through his hair until I see his eyes start to blink open. He rises just enough to kiss across my abdomen and then lays back down pulling me close again. I tug his hair pouting that I didn't receive any morning kisses.

"I don't want to face the day yet," his voice thick with sleep as he burrows into me.

"I just want a kiss." I whine looking down at him.

"I can do that." he chuckles and slides up the bed to softly kiss my lips as I melt into his touch.

We allow our lips to lazily dance in the early morning until there's a soft knock at our doors.

Alys lets herself into our chambers and Ben pulls the blankets over us annoyed. She places our clothes we arrived in, now freshly cleaned and folded, on our couch.

"I figured you two would want to return as soon as possible. I have everything ready for your departure. Your dragons have been fed and I have a portable litter that one of them will be able to carry with ease." she hums as she floats around our chambers looking around.

"Thank you, Alys." I sit up in bed and watch her.

She slips out the door and Ben and I begin to untangle. He rises out of the bed and I watch him with low lids as he collects our clothes. He slides his pants on and I sit there and admire him biting my lip.

"Do not look at me like that." a smile spreads across his face as he walks over to the bed.

"Why not?" I look up to him through my lashes.

"Because then I'm going to have to get back into bed." he pulls the covers off of me.

"Well you've only just put pants on," my hands go to the laces. "We could be quick." my voice hushed as I pull the knot loose.

"Mm, but I want to take my time with you." his voice low as his hand wraps around my wrist.

"We can have a late morning," I pout with pleading eyes hoping for a distraction for what we have to deal with when we leave these chambers. "Must I beg you?" I jut out my lower lip.

He brings his lips to mine and licks along the seal before slipping his tongue into my mouth. I wrap my hand behind his neck and pull him back on the bed with me. He chuckles settling between my thighs as I sigh contently into his mouth. He rolls his hips into mine as I moan at the feel of his pants on my bare core.

"Ben," I whine as he continues his movements.

"Hm?" he kisses the side of the mouth before he trails his tongue to my neck. He continues to push his covered length into me as I writhe against him.

"Fuck me. Please, Ben," I mewl spreading my thighs causing my slip to ride up to my waist.

"I think you could do better." he chuckles against my neck as one of his hands trail up my side bringing my slip along with it.