Part 17

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Warning, there is some forced intimacy in this chapter, I want to clarify before hand. So if that bothers you just read over it. Also this chapter will be slightly longer than the others.
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Aegon

Aellys climax hit her so hard she completely went limp in his arms, Aegon pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth sucking her juices from them.

Fuck she taste so good!

In the dimly lit room, Aegon felt a surge of tenderness as he picked Aellys up effortlessly, cradling her against his chest. Her eyes fluttered, caught in a dreamy haze, a delicate balance between contentment and drowsiness. He carried her over to his bed, careful and gentle, before lowering her onto the soft sheets.

She's so beautiful

As he knelt beside her, he began to unlace her dress with the utmost care. A small twinge of disappointment flickered through him when he discovered the simple night shift she wore beneath. Yet, the thought of her comfort outweighed any fleeting disappointment, and he continued, carefully removing the dress to ensure she felt at ease.

Once she settled in, Aegon lay down behind her, pulling the covers snugly over both of them. The warmth of the blankets enveloped them like a cocoon. He wrapped an arm around her petite waist, drawing her closer until their bodies fitted perfectly together. A content sigh slipped from her lips, a sound that made his heart swell.

As her fingers intertwined with his, Aegon nuzzled into the gentle curve of her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair. In that quiet moment, wrapped in each other's warmth, he felt a profound sense of completeness. They lay in silence, hesitant to speak for fear of breaking the spell. Eventually, they surrendered to the soothing embrace of sleep. She drifted off, blissfully at peace, while Aegon fell asleep contemplating whether it would ever be possible for her to love him as deeply as he loved her.

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Aellys stirred awake as the bed shifted, her eyes fluttering open to a world still shrouded in twilight. The early morning light barely illuminated the room, casting soft shadows that added to the quiet stillness around her.

What happened last night?

She turned her sleepy gaze to Aegon, who lay asleep beside her, his arm wrapped protectively around her waist while he faced her.

Oh no, oh no, oh no... did that really happen?!

Her heart raced as flashes of last night's heated encounter flooded her mind. She could still feel the echoes of pleasure coursing through her, lingering between her legs.

Oh gods, he was incredible with his fingers. I want more, I need more ... I shouldn't , should I?
NO, Aellys, stop this! It's wrong-UGHH, but it feels so right. How can something that feels so good be so wrong?

Aellys found herself lost in thought and at war with herself, her gaze lingering on Aegon as he shifted in his sleep once more, turning onto his back while maintaining his hold on her. In that moment, she felt a rush of affection for him-this was not just her twin but her closest friend, the one person who had been by her side since the very beginning. Yet, as she studied him, she couldn't help but note how much he had changed.. all those years apart. Gone were the days of awkward adolescence; the boy she once knew had blossomed into a striking man, his face was soft with familiarity but was sharpened with now manlier features. His hands, larger and roughened from years spent training with a sword. He bore lines on his face clear that the past years had been rough on him.

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