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❝IT IS ONE THING TO HEAR ABOUT DRAGONS... IT'S ANOTHER TO SEE THEM FOR YOURSELF❞
GAME OF THRONES
SEASONS 1-AU 8 & beyond
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! ANY AND ALL SEXUAL SCENES WI...
( ACT III; the dawn of the dragon. ) ⟵ ◊ ⟶ chapter one: the king and his queens.
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!!WARNING: DESCRIPTIVE SEXUAL CONTENT!! No, like seriously. This is straight smut.
RAINA woke in the same bed as Vaegon and Daenerys, morning light filtering in from the balcony that led outside the pyramid. As if to ensure nothing strange had happened that she didn't remember, she looked down to see that she was still clothed in one of his shirts as she had been the night before. Realizing nothing was amiss, she saw Daenerys lying against her chest, still asleep, while Raina felt Vaegon's body pressed against her from behind.
When standing, Vaegon was tall. Muscular and well-built, he was any maiden's dream. Yet, as she lay with the length of his body pressed against hers, she could only focus on the area of him that was firmly pressed against her ass. How many times had she thought of this moment? Being in the same bed as them both, in such close proximity that her mind wandered freely on them both.
She tilted her head back to see if he was still asleep, but her movement must have been enough to wake him. When his eyes opened to violet slits, a languid grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Fresh from sleep and you're still breathtakingly beautiful," he murmured with a rough morning voice. His words awoke something in her that had the last bits of her sleep wearing off. No thoughts of the tumultuous day prior crossed her mind.
"Hardly awake and you've taken to flattery," she remarked playfully as she adjusted her head to lie on the pillow covered in her splayed locks. "What might be the occasion?"
A sparkle seemed to cross his eyes. "I suppose it's an occasion I have waited quite some time for. But only if you wish for it all the same." Words and looks alike were enough for her to understand his insinuation. Part of her was horribly nervous, as she'd imagined bedding the Targaryen king more times than she could count. The other part of her was ready to be ravaged by him without a second thought. The touch of a hand running along the curve of her body told her that Daenerys had awoken as well, likely thinking the same thing.
"I think I'd like this as well," Daenerys murmured as her head rose from Raina's chest before she drew close to her ear, her teeth lightly grazing Raina's lobe. Shivers ran through the Stark woman's body as desire reared its angry head.
"I prefer an answer, my love," Vaegon murmured as he lowered his head and kissed her jaw hungrily as Daenerys began to lazily work her lips on her neck. Her body tingled with electricity as each other's touches, any self-restraint she may have had, went. "Gods— take me," she uttered, unable to fight it any longer.
Vaegon was up and on his knees in one swift movement, the bed shifting from his weight as he advanced on Raina. While he assertively but gently pulled Raina's legs apart, the two women engaged in deep, sapphic kissing that heated the Stark woman's middle more than any other time they had stolen away to be alone together.
