Corruption

Chapter Seven

Aegon's POV

I walk back to my room confused and hurt. Why did she pick the bed I wanted? Why did she agree to having my darling girl engraved into the headboard? It wasn't supposed to mean anything, she's just some whore I have to fuck in a bed. She should've chosen the stupid reddish bed she admired in the first place. Why did she insist I chose, why make it personal? My mind spins and I reach for my ever empty cup to cure it. Fuck. I've gone so long without the cure to my horrid thoughts and dreams. Eight days is nothing, I convince myself, gripping the cup. What's six more? Surely the cunt King would not strip me of a toast at my own wedding? Surely not. I've gotten so desperate I've begun abiding by her wishes, just in case I do need to break and beg her for another cup. I doubt she'd even follow through on her promise, now that I've gone and enraged her yet again. But she chose my bed... fuck it.

I throw on my tunic with her favor tucked inside and yank on my trousers. Masterbating without orgasm for the tenth time isn't worth it. I need wine. I've behaved, been good enough. I stomp to to her door and find myself hesitating to knock. She opens it anyway. "O-oh, Aegon?" She says in surprise, staring at me. I bite my tongue and dip my head. "Could I come inside?" I ask and she nods, granting me entrance and asking her handmaiden to excuse us. As soon as the servant woman leaves, I hit my knees again. "Rhaenyra, please give me another cup, I've been good." I say and she smiles. "Yes, you have. One moment." She says and visits the door before coming back with my reward. I put my arms by my side and tilt my head back for her, opening my mouth eagerly. She pours it into my mouth by the lot and I choke a bit getting it all down.

"I'm giving you another for your honesty with our bed." She whispers in my ear and I whimper, oh fuck. I do get rewarded for doing good... She brings a second cup and I gulp it down greedily. She pets my head and plays with my hair. "Good boy." She says and I can't help but whine again as my cock hardens in my trousers. "Do you want a third?" I look at her in surprise but nod quickly. "Yes." I say breathlessly and she visits the door once more. She dips her fingers in and offers a taste. I crawl to her eagerly to suck the sweet juices off her fingers. "Eat my pussy." She says suddenly. I sit back in shock. "Excuse me?" I say, I must've misheard. "Eat, er, eat my pussy and I will reward you a third cup." She says again, a dark blush gracing her face.

Does she think it's a punishment? I stare at her for a moment, relishing my luck at how easy acquiring my third cup will be. "Did you so genuinely believe this would be my punishment? I would do this, had you allowed me, weeks ago." I say and pull her skirts over my head. Her lack of smallclothes has me smirking. Dirty girl. I lick and kiss against her slit gently before taking her pussy in my mouth, suckling gently. She gasps and I hear her shakily set the cup down. "I-I thought you were above this-" She whispered, cut off with a soft moan as I lick her clit. "I am never above sweet tasting pussy." I groan into her, lapping up her juices to taste more. Her hips falter and she groans as I flick my tongue against her swollen, sensitive bud. I grab her hips and guide her to just sit on my mouth for me.

She obliges me, shifting her weight to my face as I feast upon her. "Good boy." She breaths out and grips my hand. She grinds against my tongue while she pants and I lap at her most sensitive areas with a flat tongue. I moan softly at the praise sinking in to my mind. I keep her thighs in place around my head as I circle her clit with my tongue and grab at her tits roughly. She gasps and offers me her chest, pitifully grinding for more against my tongue. "Aegon, it feels so good." She whines and I moan into her folds as my cock rages. "Say my name like that." I say between lapping at her eagerly. "Aegon, fuck." She whimpers and bucks slightly against my face. I hold her tight to my lips and suckle her clit.

She can't take it. She squirms and whines and whimpers against my face, yet I hold my betrothed in her place as she orgasms on my tongue, crying out my name and gripping my hand. I ride her through the orgasm gently and kiss her slit. She whimpers as she cools down, twitching and gasping for air. I pull her skirts back over my head, releasing me from the fabric room. "How was that for eating your pussy, Princess?" I ask and she catches her breath to cup my face. "You did so good. Here." She says and offers the goblet. I tilt my head back and she holds my face as she gently pours the wine down my throat. I sigh happily at my third cup and hiccup softly as the edges of my vision blur.

"You really will do anything for wine." She breaths out and I shrug. "Would've done that for free. You taste delectable." I sigh, casting a longing look at the sweet treat hidden beneath her skirts. She laughs. "How drunk are you?" She asks and I frown. "Just barely buzzed. I say that in earnest. You taste good and I should like to savor it again come our wedding night." I say simply and she cringes. "Our wedding night... don't remind me." She says, glancing away from me suddenly. What the fuck? "Okay then. Guess I wasn't good enough. What, does our bed prove not enough too?" I snap, standing and backing away from her. Fuck her for that. I've tried my fucking best and she just stabbed me like that. I feel heat rising in my chest. Why did I let her order my girl's likeness engraved in that stupid fucking bed?

"Aegon, I didn't intend-"

"Then what did you intend, Rhaenyra? Realm's delight, who could do no wrong? How have I twisted your pure, holy word this time?" I snap back. She looks horrified. Good. "Aegon, the bed has been my fucking favorite! It's been my favorite, okay? Out of all of the wedding preparations, it has been the one choice I have adored in earnest." She says tiredly, throwing up her hands. My mood darkens further. "Why? Why must you pretend to care so much? If you must steal my future and force me to be your Consort, why must you attempt to poison me to enjoy it?" I snarl and she shoves me against her bed with such ferocity I am caught by surprise."Because I want to love you. If I must endure your presence by my side for the remainder of our lives, mayhaps I want to genuinely appreciate your companionship. Mayhaps I would, if you weren't such an ass!" She snaps, somehow she's on top of me, grabbing my hair and pinning me down.

I'm rock hard. I feel my expression slide from pissed to shocked and turned on. She seems to notice the position she's put us in at this moment. "Fuck, Aegon. Sometimes, you are so good that you make me want to believe you do enjoy me." She whispers and I feel my cock strain against her. I enjoy her too much. She's my poison, leaking into my veins like the alcohol from wine. "Are you going to take my wine away now that I'm not behaving perfectly?" I snap and she cups my face suddenly. I gulp, we're so close. "No. My offer continues to stand. Good boys get wine." She whispers softly and I try so hard to steal my eyes away from her purple irises. I lean down to capture her lips and she kisses back eagerly. Fuck, yes. Finally!

A knock sounds at the door. Murderous intent sounds in my mind. I curse the gods as we shuffle away from each other and I tuck myself in a corner as she answers the door. "How goes it, hatchling?" He asks and I roll my eyes. Of course Viserys visits her but not me. "Well, Father. Well. I must attend to my own duties, though." Rhaenyra says hastily. Viserys' disappointment is palpable. I roll my eyes but Rhaenyra manages to usher him out of the room. I yawn as I glance at the sun outside. I usually take a nap right about now and all this arguing does not pair well with sleep deprivation. Rhaenyra watches me yawn and walks to me, hugging me to her chest suddenly. I begin to bite and kiss but she grabs hold of my hair.

"Not yet. Just relax for now." She commands, voice hot in my ear and hands in my hair. She tugs me to her bed and I'm entranced to follow. "Nap, here." She says, laying down and pulling me to her bosom once more. I tuck my face between the soft mounds and she pulls my arms around her. Between the wine and her intoxicating voice lulling me to sleep, I knock out between her breasts.