Corruption

Chapter One

Aegon's POV

I masterbate in the sill of my window often. I enjoy seeing the shocked expressions of innocent serving ladies as I spend my fluids from above. But, here recently, I've not been able to finish with orgasm at all as of late. I've whined and moaned and tugged, yet nothing could satisfy me. I've gotten handsy with a servant or two, yet they still could not fulfill me. I lay naked across my bed with a huff, thrusting my hard cock between the pillows. I groan in frustration, this isn't fucking working. I need something, someone, anything good. I need a good fuck. I hear a knock at the door and I roll over with a groan, covering myself with a blanket haphazardly.

"Yes?" I call out, annoyed. I hear my mother rush into the room. "What's this I hear of you fondling a serving girl?" She snaps and crosses her arms. I huff and shrug, of course the bitch snitched. "Harmless fun, mother. I assure nothing to- ah!"

She smacks me across the face, hard. I gasp as the sting sets in. "Aegon fucking Targaryen. Stop this at once. I will not have our serving staff terrified of your shadow." She says as I rub the side of my face and pout. Dear gods, did that get me hard. Maybe she wouldn't mind helping me. "Mother, I cannot help it, I have been simply unable to sate my needs. Perhaps you..." I mumble softly, trying to look up at her through my eyelashes the way I've seen Aemond plead with her when we were children. I take her hand softly. "You've lost your fucking mind. Sept forgive you. You can talk to your grandfather about your duties; I can simply bare your presence no longer." She snapped, ripping her hand away from mine.

I sigh heavily as she leaves my room, staring at her supple bosom as she leaves. Shame I were not born to a Targaryen mother. I shove my clothes on haphazardly before calling a maid to attend to them and arrange them into proper place. I make sure to pick out a tunic with Sunfyre embroidered on the chest. My girl. The thought of her makes me smile. My maid avoids my eyes and scurries from my presence, terrified I'll free her breasts from their prison I suppose. I have better things to do at the moment.

I hear another knock mere seconds after I am prepared. "Come in, Grandfather." I groan and he enters the chambers, casting a disappointed look on his face. "Leave us." He says to the maid and she scurries away, never having to be told twice. "You must rein in your beastly sexual desires." He says. Straight to the point, unlike usual. "Beastly? Is that what they're calling me?" I smirk at the thought. Mayne that little maid toy did enjoy our little romp in the sheets. Otto scowls and glares at me. "Truly. You will be king one day and you must learn to handle yourself accordingly." He says and shrug. "I am harming no one of importance." I say simply and anger flashes in his eyes. He crosses the room to grab me by the shoulders sharply.

"Listen, boy. You insult our family's name, your mother's purity, your sister's! You will stop." He snaps and I chuckle. "Oh, Grandfather. I'm just getting started. I have been unable to spill my seed as of late, perhaps I need a forbidden maiden such as my sister." I hiss, glaring into his eyes. He stops suddenly, as if considering an idea. "Would your sister be a large enough prize to tame you?" He says suddenly. I blink in shock. "H-Helaena? She is-" He interrupts me, shaking his head quickly. He can't mean that vile dragoness.

Heleana is my mother's pride and joy. I doubt she'd ever give her up to anyone but the most suitable and gentle highborn nobleman. But he can't mean my other sister. "No, you want a forbidden maiden. Rhaenyra is this, is she not?" He says, slowly letting me down from his grasp as the idea roots itself in his mind. Oh, no. Oh no no. What have I done. "You'd be King without bloodshed, my boy. What a marvelous idea you've given me. She can sate your ugly needs while you sit the Iron Throne! And I shall be your Hand. Yes, I will bring the idea to small council. You will try to be kind and soft hearted to her at dinner tonight at once." He says swiftly. I groan, I wanted to fuck, not marry. Especially not to that ruthless bitch that wants my head on a pike.