Daemon Targaryen Imagines

Little One

Daemon sat in a pleasure house down the street of Silk. He was frustrated and wanted to engage in some depravities. But his usual whore wasn't here so he had to settle for a new girl. The master of the house stood offering some of his best girls for the prince.

"No." Daemon barked girl after girl only taking breaks to sip his wine,

That was until... Y/n, she swore a long white dress with lacing down the front, the ties well worn,

She walked in and bowed to the prince playing with her hair,

"What do you think of this one, my prince?" The master asked,

"Ah, she's... intriguing," Daemon says with a sly smile, his eyes locked onto Y/n's body. He raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the subtle hints of wear on her dress. "Tell me, little one," he says, his voice low and husky, "what's your name?"

"Y/n, my prince," she cooed,

"She's very beautiful, never had a single complaint, very submissive, she always obeys" the master said,

"Beautiful, yes," Daemon says, his eyes still fixed on Y/n's curves."Come here, little one," he says, beckoning her closer.

she nodded and stepped over to the bed and stood between his legs,

"Good girl," Daemon purrs, running his fingers along the hem of her dress. "You're eager, aren't you?" He glances up at her face, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I like that." With a gentle tug, he pulls her closer, his hands slipping under the fabric of her dress to cup her hips. "So soft," he whispers, his breath hot against her skin. "You feel like silk, little one." His thumbs dance across her hipbones, sending shivers down her spine. "Take off your dress," Daemon orders, his voice firm but husky. "I want to see you, Y/n."

The master of the house steps forward, a hint of a smile on his face. "Don't worry, my prince," he says. "She's -."

"I want to see for myself." Daemon demanded, "Go on little one."

Y/n hesitates for a moment before slowly beginning to untie the laces of her dress.

Daemon watched her with a growing smile,

Once it was unlaced she pushed it to the floor revealing her naked body, her breasts bounce a little as the dress is removed, and her cunt glistens from the excitement of the moment,

"A beauty is she not my prince?" The master cooed,

"Indeed she is," Daemon agrees, his eyes drinking at the sight of Y/n's naked body. His hand slips between her legs, parting them slightly, his hand moving up to rub his thumb against her clit burying three fingers inside her,

She gasped throwing back her head with a little hint of a moan as he began to thrust his fingers at a merciless pace,

Daemon chuckled smugly at her, "Show me," he whispers, his voice low and urgent. "Show me what you've learned here."

She nods and she moves away slightly dropping to her knees, she unlaced his britches pulling out his half-hard cock, she took him in her hand and began lapping her tounge against him and gently suckling his head,

"Mmm," Daemon moans, his eyes rolling back in pleasure, He feels himself growing harder, lengthening in her mouth as she sucks and laps at him. Her lips were warm and wet, and Daemon can feel the vibrations of her humming through every cell of his body. He threads his fingers through her hair, holding her head in place as he begins to thrust gently into her mouth. "Yes, like that," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own ragged breathing.

Y/n's hands come up to grip his thighs, holding onto him as he fucks her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes.

"She will go just fine, now fuck off!" Daemon growled,

"enjoy her my prince, anything you need simply toll the bell" The master nodded leaving them alone together

Daemon's eyes never leave Y/n's face as he watches her work over his cock, He can feel the tension building inside him, his balls drawing up tight as he approaches the edge. But he wants to savor this, to enjoy every last second of it. So he slows down, letting Y/n set the pace as she continues to lick and suck at him. "Ohh your good little one, your very good," Daemon finds himself getting lost in the sensation of her mouth on him. He starts to hum, a low vibration that builds in intensity as Y/n picks up speed. Daemon's hands tighten in her hair, his fingers digging deeper into her scalp as he starts to lose control... Suddenly, he freezes, his entire body tensing up as he holds perfectly still.

Y/n looks up at him, confusion etched on her face, but Daemon doesn't give her a chance to react.

With a swift motion, he spins her around, slamming her down onto the bed, Their mouths crash together in a fierce kiss as Daemon's cock surges forward, burying itself deep within Y/n's waiting pussy.

she moans in shock and surprise as he thrusts so suddenly, but she arched her hips up for him giving him the perfect angle

Daemon's eyes flash open, his pupils dilating as he buries himself deeper inside Y/n's slick warmth. He can feel her muscles contracting around him, milking him for more as he pounds into her with increasing ferocity.

Y/n's moans grow louder, as she wraps her legs around Daemon's waist, holding him tight. Her nails dig into his skin, leaving crescent-shaped marks as she clings to him for support. The bed creaks and groans beneath their combined weight, the sound echoing through the room as they move in perfect syncopation.

Daemon's chest heaves with exertion, his sweat-drenched hair clinging to his forehead as he drives himself deeper and deeper into Y/n's willing body.

"I'm going to make you scream," Daemon growls, his voice low and menacing as he increases the tempo of his thrusts.

Y/n's eyes fly wide, her mouth opening in a silent scream as Daemon's cock pistons in and out of her, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. Her nails rake across his back, leaving bloody scratches as she tries to cling to him for dear life.

But Daemon doesn't care - he's too far gone, consumed by his own desire. He leans forward, his teeth bared as he bites down on Y/n's shoulder, marking her as his own. The pain mixes with the pleasure, creating a maelstrom of sensations that threaten to consume them both whole. And then, in an instant, it's over.

Daemon freezes, his cock buried deep within Y/n's trembling body as he comes with a roar, spilling his seed into her waiting womb.

she cooed softly stroking the muscles on his hips helping him to milk his orgasm and ride it out with her gentle hip shifts "Are you pleased my prince?"

Daemon's chest heaves with exhaustion as he slowly comes back to reality, his vision blurring at the edges. He looks down at Y/n, his eyes locking onto hers, "Yes," he says finally, his voice barely above a whisper as he slowly pulls out, "Fuck," He collapses down on the bed, "...what- what was your name again?"

"Y/n" she smiled,

"Y/n..." he nodded wiping the sweat from his brow, "Fuck... I am going to be seeing you again." He growled pulling her into his arms and nibbling her neck, "Would you like that little one?"

"I very much would my prince,"

"Good girl," He cooed pulling her into a sweet but still passionate kiss,