OF BASTARDS & DRAGONS || Aenar Targaryen [1]

111 • CAPITAL E, ENEMY

"Soon. You shall be a father again. I hear Laena is with child."

Daemon smiled. "Indeed she is. The blood of the dragon runs deep. I hope it's a boy this time."

Aenar chuckles, he wanted to continue the conversation, knowing that there was so much to unpack. Frankly, he was interested to know whether Daemon had someone else he didn't know about, someone who would have gotten him more onboard with the concept.

But their discussion was cut short by the doors to the throne room opening, with the very person they were discussing coming into view.

Queen Alicent took one look at them both and froze, as if she could tell what they were talking about. Daemon looked in her direction, glanced back at the King and then started to walk away. Only for Aenar to grab him by the arm, an act of defiance that wasn't doing him any favours judging by the way his nostrils flared dangerously.

"Thank you, brother." he said.

Daemon hesitated before nodding his head. "Anytime." He turns away.

When he started walking towards Alicent, Aenar grew worried that he was going to lash out, that his silky words were just a front for the revenge he was bound to seek.

His concerns intensified when he stopped in front of the Green Queen, the two of them staring at one another in a fierce battle of wits and resilience.

"Prince Daemon." Alicent cuts through the silence. "Congratulations on your unborn child." She keenly offered.

"Thank, Your Grace." Daemon raked his eyes all over her figure, until his gaze landed on the broach that reared on her right chest. They stared at each other until, eventually, Daemon was stalking away, leaving Aenar and Alicent alone to do as they wished. Apparently, in more ways than one.

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By midnight, a slight click was heard as a panel of Cersei's door was pushed open. She didn't even glance to see who it was because she knew who it was. It had been occuring on ominous nights, without anyone's suspicion.

"Are you going to stand there or join your sister ......" Her voice rasped seductively. "I've been waiting for you my love." She purred.

A smirk grew on her twin brother's lips. Cersei didn't have to move an inch she already pictured him naked as usual, with his cock down their throat.

"I thought Aenar would send you tonight?" Jaime questioned, looking around.

Cersei opens her eyes as she pressed against the edge of the bath, smiling at her twin brother.

"My lord husband seem to be enjoying the company of that foreign tramp from Braavos, and since he's consummated our marriage, I needn't worry who he shares his cock with" Ceresi stands up from the tub, holding her breasts. "Join me brother." She bit her lip.

Not needing any futhur prompting, Jaime goes back to bolt the doors of the apartments, locking the latch, then comes to lock his twin sister's entrance doors.

Jaime returns behind the divan, quickly shedding off his white cloak off his body, dropping his armour, breastplates, hauberk and sword without care till he was fully naked.

Cersei's eyes trails after him as he moved closer to the tub, she licks her lips. Jamie lowers himself and kisses his sister while she stroked his cock.

"Mmm...kiss me again." She whispers, he obliges, tasting her tongue.

Cersei teased "Gods your cock is so big brother." She tickles his cap with her tongue.