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Aemond couldn’t help but pace his room in irritation his tight fitting black and red leather garb creaking slightly with each movement as the cape bearing his house insignia snapped with each aggressive turn he took. His long hair was braided back in intricate patterns making the silky white strands look as if they were dragon scales going from his scalp and down his back. His dark eye patch itched where it sat on his face as the lining of small clear gems etched into the boarder of the piece dug into his skin with each twitch of a muscle on his butchered right side.
Oh, how he dreaded this day ever coming to fruition ever since his father had announced it that fateful day on Driftmark when he had followed the calling whispers that wouldn’t let him sleep to the beach where the great, she dragon Vhagar rested and waited for him. He had felt the pull to her beach ever since their ship had sighted Driftmark and the call had only gotten louder the longer they had remained on the island and within the home of the lord of the tides. So, knowing his mother's distaste for dragons and the fact that she would never allow him anywhere near the beach nor his father who only has eyes for his eldest sister Rhaenyra Aemond took his chance and snuck out of the castle and to the beach to meet with his great lady for their first flight.
He was absolutely euphoric as he soared through the skies on the back of the great, she dragon who had been calling to his soul since before they landed on the island. He had felt as if he could touch the stars before coming back down to earth as Vhagar landed back on the beach with a head thud. He couldn’t help but adore the warm feeling of his connection to his old girl and smiled softly the whole way down the rope latter back to the sandy beach below. He remembers snuggling close up to Vhagar as she gave a gentle and loving croon in his direction before laying her great head down once more to rest sending him off with the warm buzz of their connection fluttering in his heart and mind.
Aemond felt as if nothing could bring his day and mood down until he was confronted by his cousins and nephews accusing him of stealing Vhagar. You can’t steal a dragon and thus the pointless accusations hurt deep within him because it was, he who felt the call not Rhaena, yet they accused him of stealing her. It was then that the fire burned deep within him as Vhagar’s own irritation at such an accusation surged within him causing him to retaliate at first verbally. Yet when they started to physically go after him as Baela threw a punch at him and things escalated into a full-on tussle on the sand he couldn’t stop. Vhagars fire was burning through his veins and the only way to keep her from bringing her flame down upon them was for he himself to fight for his right.
It had felt amazing to feel the flames of his dragon burning in his blood and boiling his mind into a frenzy as he defined himself from his four assailants and was winning. That is until his dear nephew Luce had taken up the forgotten blade and sliced it through his right eye. He had to focus on keeping his great lady from coming after them while blinding, white hot pain was searing through the right side of his face where the blade had taken its victim.
Everything after that point was for the most part a blur until he heard his father’s beloved daughter ask for him to be sharply questioned as the maester stitched the skin on his face closed. Through the inflamed flesh and burning fever Aemond couldn’t help but feel a spike of fear because the look in his fathers' eye told him that because it was his precious eldest child the only child left by his true love he would do as asked. Even with the commotion of everyone around each arguing their own reasons as to why this was an unreasonable request and that he was just a child.
His ears were ringing as he blurted out the first name that came to mind Aegon, who proceeded to place the blame on rumor as his eyes would dart towards their grandfather with a slight tinge of fear. Only to hear his grandfather's deflection of the who situation and the seeming de-escalation of the whole ordeal. He doesn’t know why in that moment of his mothers continued hysterics he had claimed his eye was payment for his precious girl. He felt sick just saying such a thing when his great lady had chosen him no need for a payment of blood and sight, yet he did pay such a price for nothing.
When all had seemed to finally calm after his statement his mother had to ruin it by taking his fathers blade and attacking his sister and her bastard youngest slicing a long cut down Rhaenrya’s arm spitting spiteful vitriol the whole time. Aemond could only close his one good eye to the whole event as what felt like molten lava had started to spread through him distracting him from the rest of the events as darkness finally overtook his consciousness sending him straight into oblivion. It wasn’t until he awoke days later that he learned that his father had decreed that Aemond would be enfolded into his eldest sister's marriage with her husband as a means of atonement.
The moment he learned of his impending nuptials set for his fifteenth year was the moment he knew his father would never feel anything for he nor his siblings. What made it worst was his mother berating him for going off and going near his Vhagar and how he should have never gone to the beach that night. Is mother wished for him to regret his bond with his beloved queen, she wanted him to feel guilt over all that had unfolded that day, yet he could not. Then and there he knew although his mother loved him, she also couldn’t love him because he like all others bearing the Targaryen name were dragons and she feared dragons with a passion.
Thus leads Aemond to this very day of his fifteenth year where he is to wed his older sister and her uncle husband whom she had wed not long after her previous husband Leanor had died. Although Aemond could respect his uncles' powers with a sword, sharp whit and strong bond with his dragon Caraxes. The man himself held no love for his brothers' other children including Aemond himself making him fear for his life for once he is wed to his sister and uncle he would be fully at their mercy. Even though Aemond is a well accomplished fighter himself his body since that day on Driftmark had matured not into a full warrior physique but into a more lithe, androgynous form with subtle curves that makes one question.
Not to mention the horrible secret his body has held since that day he lost his eye and he had first felt the molten lava running through his veins. He had refused all help from maids ever since that day preferring to do everything on his own and to keep his deepest secret hidden from all. Now though there is no telling if he’d be able to hide what has become of his body ever since that day, he lost his eye not with his marital bed looming close on the horizon.
Three sharp knocks jolted Aemond out of his pacing as he snapped his head towards the door the only barrier between him and his doom. He quickly straightened his posture and blanked his face as he tilted his good eye towards the door calling for the person on the other side to enter. Once the door opened to show his dear sister Haelena with her twins in hand did his posture relax and a small smile quirked on the good side of his face.
“Dear sister what brings you here on this fine eve? Even to bring the precious prince and princess to my humble quarters.”
His lovely niece Jaehaera leaned forward in her mothers' arms only to be caught and cradled gently by Aemond who couldn’t help but look down upon her sweet face with adoration and love. If there is one thing Aemond has always had a weak spot for it would be children mostly those of his own blood but even the young that run through the streets if brave enough to come up to him would see his softer side more than who he shows to the world. Humming a soft tune, he ran his fingers through Jaehaera’s silky strands of hair as her brother Jaehaerys snuggled his face into his mother's shoulder.
Haelena just watched her brother shower her child with a type of maternal love that non would believe him capable of not even their own mother. She knew her brother needed some way to calm his nerves for what is to come in the next few hours thus she had brought her children to his chamber knowing they were the balm he needed at that moment. She had been dreaming lately of a different dance one of acceptance and curiosity instead of death and bloodshed. It all depended on tonight when her precious brother is to be bedded by their sister and uncle and she was determined to make sure the timing is just right to bring out the best outcome.
“You need not fear the future brother just let go all will be fine when the mothers dine. You will make a great parent no matter what roll you will take.”
Aemond stiffened his shoulders once more as the smile melted from his face at his sisters' strange words. He couldn’t help but feel his heartbeat quicken at the sudden declaration and wondered if his sister knew of his deepest darkest secret. He could only stare into her unfocused eyes as she gave him a soft smile before another knock at his door announced that it was time for them to join the procession. He gently handed over his niece then kissed both her and her brother's forehead before gently tapping his forehead against his sisters in affection. It was time to face his future with his sister and uncle and most likely face his death at his uncle's blade.
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Daemon couldn’t help but watch the procession with a slight curve of his lips as he sipped on his arbor gold while his young nephew husband mingled with a few guests while his wife sat at his side also observing the young man. Even though he had not seen his nephew since that day on Driftmark he has to admit he didn’t expect for that small waif of a boy to turn into such an androgynous looking young man with slight muscles tensing with each movement under his tight leathers. His right eye was hidden behind a black leather patch that covered most of the upper right side of his face yet still allowing a bit of t he scar from that day to peak out on the top and bottom.
Sneaking a peak over at his lovely wife Daemon could see slight interest in the young boy spark in her eyes as she watched him prowl before tilting her head towards him raising a single dainty eyebrow at him. He watched as her lip quirked up a bit most likely seeing the same interest sparked in his eyes that he saw within hers as they watched their husband in his element. The ceremony in front of the sept was droll as Daemon exchanged the green cloak the boy wore for one with the same insignia just in their families red and blacks. Now here they all were at the wedding feast waiting for the time to begin the bedding procession although seeing the sharp looks the boy is giving to the crowd eyeing him it seems it would be up to him and his wife to free him from his burden.
It wasn’t long after that the sound of metal on metal echoed through the room and the announcement of the bedding ceremony to beginning came. His wife had already by that point snuck out through the hidden passages towards their rooms to prepare leaving Daemon to do his duties as a husband to their new spouse. Slowly he lifted himself from his chair and made his way over to where his dear nephew stood tense as a few brave souls approached the youth who was probably armed with at least a small dagger knowing the cantankerous moods the boy swings through when in public.
Slipping an arm around his waist Daemon pulled Aemond into his side one hand slipping provocatively into his shirt teasing at the heated skin hidden under the tight leathers. His hand that had pulled the boy into his side slid down slowly along the boys slightly rounded hip feeling the tight cloths on the supple skin leaving little to the imagination before bringing it back around and pulling him flush against his front as he slowly leaned over his nephews shoulder smirking at those approaching and tightening his possessive hold on the stiff boy. Barely holding in a groan as Aemonds rounded ass rubbed against his groin area he tilted his head in closer to his captives' own head as he eyed the men who now stopped in their place.
“Now, now my fair fellow nobles but I’d rather not have cause for giving my brother even more of a headache tonight with one of your deaths thus this husband will be in charge of this portion of the wedding.”
With a swift tug of his hand still slipped into the black shirt Daemon ripped the ties holding the piece together in the front exposing an expanse of pale, lightly scarred flesh and startled a strangled squeak of indignation from the young man's throat. Before Aemond could do anything about the sudden blast of cool air Daemon had pulled them both down the corridor leaving the cheering drunks behind to continue their feasting. He refused to stop until he pulled the boy into his rooms he shared with his wife.
Waiting for them in the room Rhaenyra sat waiting sipping on a glass of arbor gold already dressed down into her night shift as she eyed the two men who just entered their chambers. She leaned back in her chair watching as Daemon pulled Aemond to the bed and tossed him onto it pulling the boys shirt free from his body along with the red and black cape. They both watched as his throat bobbed as he swallowed hard the only sign of his nerves getting the best of him.
“Now, now uncle are we not being a bit rude to leave out our wife from such ministrations? I honestly thought you wouldn’t be pleased with taking part in the marital bed.”
Daemon smirked once more as he gently cupped Aemonds face with calloused hands tilting his head up and to the side slightly with a harsh tug as his fingers tangled in the eye patch on his right eye.
“Where is the fun in that dear nephew? My lovely wife and I have agreed that it would be better if I consummated this union first to tire you out a bit before she takes a turn. Wouldn’t want you to get over excited now and do something unbecoming of a prince.”
With those words Aemond paled slightly as Daemon yanked his hand as it gripped the eye patch and tore the offending piece of fabric from the boys' face. A snarl forms on Aemonds lips only to be silenced as Daemon grips his chin holding his face still to stare at the mutilated face and bright sapphire within the eye socket. Using his thumb that was currently gripping his face Daemon ran the digit gently over the raised flesh on the boy cheek feeling the skin which was slightly hotter around the scar as if it were still inflamed.
Aemond felt a shiver of fear run down his spine as the feeling of liquid heat slowly swirling in his abdomen started to grow and slowly spread at those words. He needed to figure out a way to change the order and have his sister start to keep his secret.
“My husband is right little brother; besides I don’t mind sitting back and getting a delicious show of two Targaryen male beauties taking pleasure from one another.”
Rhaenyra smirked once more in Aemonds direction of she slowly sipped from her goblet never taking her eyes off the young boy as Daemon slowly pushed him back onto their marital bed his eye blown wide in worry.
“Now dear sister are we certain our uncle would be able to sate himself upon my person? Last I heard he did not take pleasure in the flesh of men unlike your previous husband.”
His words came out droll holding an edge to them which brought visible annoyance to Daemons face as he quickly gripped Aemonds throat and push him down into the bed. A slight wheeze escaped is throat as Aemond brought both his hands up to the hand holding him down and gripping the strong thick wrists. The fire that had previously been pooling in his gut had started to spread with each touch from his uncle. It felt as if his insides were re arranging themselves as that molten heat started to cause his skin to prickle and tingle like it always does when it decides to flare to life within him. His mind raced with panic as he tried to come up with a way to keep his uncle at bay before the fire boiling his blood got to the point of no return.
“Now dear nephew no need to fret I can appreciate a Targaryen beauty regardless of gender it just means I will be using a different place to gain pleasure.”
A sultry look came over Daemons face as he slid his hand down Aemonds chest towards his trousers although his brow quirked a bit as he realized his nephews body temperature had begun to rise rapidly. He narrowed his eyes at the youth below him seeing the slight steam come out with each breath as if the room were cold enough to condense the moisture in his breath. Curious Daemon slowly tugged at the trousers only to have his wrist gripped tightly stopping him from pulling them down. This caused Daemon to tilt his head slightly as he observed the slight panic clouding his nephew's eye.
“None of that dear nephew, there is nothing to be ashamed of just let go and allow yourself to feel.”
At those words he tugged his wrist free and pulled Aemond free of the last of his clothing brining another strangled gargle from the boy's throat. As soon as the trousers were gone the heat radiating from Aemond could be felt fully by both Daemon and Rhaenyra who was now looking at her brother with her brow puckered in confusion and worry. Aemond seemed to be completely lost in whatever was going on with his body as the pair watched him tense up and breath deeply through his nose and out his mouth.
Daemons eyes widened as the flicked over to his wife whose confusion and worry changed to wonder as they both watched Aemonds body ripple with energy and shift right before their eyes. His flat chest swelled a bit to become more pronounced and his nippled pebbled from the cool air against the burning heat coming from within him. His hips became a bit fuller as his face also softened into a more feminine look but that wasn’t the most obvious changed to the boys body. No, the biggest change was with his sex which at first was proudly laying against his toned stomach yet with each burning ripple seemed to slowly recede into his body as what looked to be a cunt blossomed in its place before their eyes.
Once the changed finished Aemond lay on the bed panting as if he had been training in the yard for hours on end his fuller chest heaving with each breath as his body cooled and the fire boiling in his veins receded into the depths of his core. His plump cheeks flushed a fetching red as embarrassment suffused his being as he brought his arms up to hide his face behind. It had been years since he last lost control of his body, and have it shift without his command and now here he was losing control to his uncle of all people. He could feel the new cunt between his legs getting wet as he shifted his legs to get used to the feeling of no longer having his cock settling between them.
“Who would have guessed that you would be blessed with a dragon's body dear nephew. Something like this has not been seen since before the doom yet here you are hiding such a pretty little thing.”
Daemons voice was breathless with wonder as he lightly ran his knuckles over the quivering sex causing Aemond to jolt at the sudden touch. This shift of gender showed him just how much dragon blood was running through his nephews' veins since dragons were known to be neither male nor female but gender of their choosing. Although often times dragons favor one gender over the other just as it seems Aemond preferred his male form over his female yet in this moment they had shifted seemingly against what they wanted.
“Dear wife it seems our niece cannot fully control their dragon blood and have blessed us with such a beautiful show.”
Fire burned in Daemons eyes as he looked to his wife who had gotten up and approached the bed to run a hand lightly over Aemonds body reverently.
“Indeed uncle, I wonder if this form is able to be with child as well as a normal woman or is he only able to sire. What do you know of this ability?”
Her eyes flicked to Daemon as her hand splayed somewhat possessively over Aemonds stomach where a womb would be and from what Daemon has read most likely was.
“The few tomes on the subject says the shift between sexes is complete meaning he can both sire and carry and in some cases of carnal fun shift halfway between the two genders to please both genders. We have indeed been given the greatest gift my brother could have given us the day he betrothed your brother to you and your husband at the time. Although I do not believe he knows of this little peculiarity of his second born son, or we would have heard about it far before now.”
By this point in time Aemond had pulled his arms down from his face which was still flush with embarrassment as he looked to the side ignoring his sisters’ possessive hand on his stomach and his uncles strong, fully clothed form between his legs. He had hoped he would be able to keep control over this ability from what little he was able to find about it when looking through the history of old Valeria before his mother had taken down and stored all of that away in leu of paraphernalia of the faith. He hated how he couldn’t find where the books had been hidden so he could learn more in secret. He knew his mother would see him as a blight because of this ability and that his father would do nothing as he would be subjected to the sept and high septon just because of something he couldn’t control. So here he was with his greatest secret found out by two people he did not wish to know but couldn’t help but feel flattered by their aw.
Aemond could admit that he always held some attraction to his uncle who he looked up to as a strong and independent fighter and amazing dragon rider. His relationship with the red worm is something awe inspiring and his willingness to do anything for his wife and Aemonds sister made him jealous of his sister for having such a strong and staunch supporter. He couldn’t help but zone out a bit as they talked about his ability and possibly being able to carry his own child as well as sire one causing him to shiver in anticipation. Something deep within him had always wanted to experience what it would be like to be both a father and mother and to hear he had the chance to be both.
The sudden feeling of something entering his cunt jolted Aemond back to the land of the living as his head snapped forward to look down to where his uncle was currently fingering the sensitive opening. He shivered with the strange sensation annoyed with his body but knew some pleasure is needed since for some reason after each changed, he became horny and in need of pleasuring himself. He let out a small moan as he knees twitched closer to his uncle as the man slipped a second finger into his core realizing one wasn’t enough. He could hear the man above him chuckle as he flopped his head back onto the pillow, his skin gaining goose bumps as Rhaenyra slid her hands up from his stomach to fondle his chest.
“It seems the stories are true and each change brings out the carnal urges of the shifter. I’m curious if what was written true, that not only do the shifts make one more wanting but also fertile. What do you say dear wife should we see how fertile our dear niece is? I wonder if we can get a half shift out of her so we may both enjoy ourselves upon this morsel.”
A small laugh huffs out of Rhaenyra as she slid her fingers over Aemonds sensitive nipples causing him to jolt back at the sudden touch with a groan.
“I don’t see why not dear husband it seems out third is in need of some release and who are we to deny them such pleasures. It would be wonderful to have another babe to raise.”
At that Rhaenyra leaned down and licked a strip over one of Aemonds nipples as Daemon slid a third finger into their heat wiggling the three digits to loosen the virgin flesh. He could feel Aemond tense at the new sensation and feeling fuller than he ever had with his own fingers. It was clear to the shifter that their uncles' fingers were a bit thicker than their own when they would please themselves. It didn’t help that Aemonds fingers after the shift were bit slenderer than when in their male form thus making the sensation of their uncles' fingers inside them that much more intense.
Daemon could feel his pants getting tighter as he fingered his niece to their first completion as his dear wife continued to play with Aemonds chest adding to the pleasure. His free hand slid sensually along shivering thighs that tensed with the sudden onslaught of pleasure that wracked through their body. A pleased hum vibrated free from Daemons chest as he pulled his fingers free of the wet core a single thin trail of discharge stretching to breaking point as he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked the flavor of his niece from them.
He could feel both his niece’s eyes on him as a shutter passed through the youngest of them at the sight of him tasting her fluids. Aemond didn’t know what to think as their eye was blown wide in lust and pleasure while watching their uncle taste their inner most fluids slowly licking the shimmering liquid from each digit that had previously been within their person. Aemond had only ever pleasured themselves as a male before now thus completely new to the sensations running through their body like a current as their inner walls flexed with want for something with more girth to invade them. He could only swallow reflexively as his knees rubbed against their uncle’s thighs in anticipation bringing a smirk to the handsome face looking down upon his person.
“Well dear niece, shall we get to the main course?”
With slow deliberation Damon slid his hand down his own body before slipping it in his tight breeches and tugged them down to his knees freeing his cock from its confines. The thick flesh standing proudly against his stomach as a small pearl of pre cum bloomed on the slightly reddened head of his member. A smirk quirked deeper on his lips at the startled squeak from the body trembling slightly below him as it flinched back slightly from the sudden sight and musky scent permeating the air. He could hear a small chuckle from his dear first wife as her eyes ran hungrily over his and their niece’s body.
Shifting his body forward slightly Damon slid his thighs flush under Aemonds on trembling thighs propping the shifter up closer to his proud member as Rhaenrya moved her right hand down to fondle at the small nub perking proudly out from between the new folds bringing a gasp free from Aemonds throat that became slightly chocked as Damon used the moment to prod the tip of his cock into the virgin cunt. He could feel the inner walls tightening down as if trying to force the tip out only to relax once more as his dear wife fondled Aemonds clit while at the same time tweaking a pebbled nipple bringing a quiver to the youth’s insides.
Aemond couldn’t help but breath a bit heavily as he felt Damon invade his most sensitive area pressing in bit by bit causing a slight burning sensation tingle through him. He could feel each vein on his uncles' cock as it pushes in deeper bringing lustful groans out from the older man before all restraint snapped and he thrust in quick and harsh plunging his whole length deep into Aemonds tight cunt. Pain flared from deep within him as the blunt tip pushed deep into his body bringing a small trickle of maiden blood to bubble free and slide down the cleft of his ass to drip onto the white sheets below. His mind was in turmoil as his neither region burned with pain from his maiden head being torn and body invaded yet pleasure still pumped through him thanks to his dear sisters' ministrations on his body as she licked and fondled his slightly more pronounced chest and played with the sensitive folds of his cunt which burned and twitched.
Groaning as the newly stretched cunt twitched around his length Damon had laid his head on one side of Aemonds chest leaving the other for his wife’s ministrations and enough room between their bodies for her to still bring pleasure to their third. He licked a hot strip across the nipples next to his mouth bringing a moan from the body below them as he pulled himself up onto his hands before pulling himself back into a kneeling position trailing his hands along the body below him as he moved back. Once back into a comfortable position on his knees he used both hands to grip Aemonds waist and pulled out until only the tip was within his new wife looking to his first wife and love.
“Go on dear uncle bring pleasure to you both I’m more than happy to watch and play with myself.”
As she spoke those words Rhaenyra slipped back from her brothers’ quivering body and leaned up to give the youth a deep and tantalizing kiss. The sounds of tongues sucking each other echoed in the still room before she pulled back from the dazed boy turned woman a trail a saliva pulling between their once connected mouth and snapping leaving a glistening trail behind and a slight flush of the face below them. Once she had finished her quest in plundering Aemonds mouth Rhaenyra slid back into the chair next to the bed with her legs spread and gown hiked up showing off her own glistening womanhood.
A single brow twitched up in wonder as both Daemon and Aemond watched Rhaenyra trail her right hand down to her freed sex before plunging her fingers into herself with a wet squelch while her other hand came up to free her ample chest. Freed from their confines Rhaenyra then proceeded to pinch and fondle her own breast bringing a hitch to both her brother and uncles throats and a pleased grin to her own lips. She watched as her uncle twitched his hips forward on instinct bringing a moan to Aemond who reared their head back into the pillows below him.
The sound caught Damons's attention and brought his eyes back to Aemond still clenched around his cock with eyes slightly rolled back from the sudden movement. Taking the clue to continue he pushed his length harshly back into the quivering sex with a sharp slap of skin on skin. That and the sound of the pleased moan from below him broke all forms of gentle sex from Damons's mind as he began a ruthless pace thrusting in and out of the youth pinned against the bed below. The sounds and smell of sex wafted through the air like a drug as the wet slap of balls against heated skin came in different speeds sometimes slow and torturous as Damon would grind deep into Aemonds body and other time fast and harsh as if he were chasing completion.
Aemond couldn’t help but be lost in a fog of pure unadulterated pleasure as his uncles' cock head not only wrecked havoc on his prostate but also smashed into what he could feel was his womb to his utter mortification. It was an instinctual knowledge that the secondary pleasure deep within his body was his female reproductive bits coming down to greet what they were always meant to welcome. He could feel it even more when his uncle hooked his toned armed under his legs and practically folded Aemond in half bracing his body with his arms on each side of Aemonds shoulders giving him something to dig his nails into as Daemon plunged in deeper thanks to the new angle. It felt as if his uncles' cock were smashing into the back of his throat with how harsh and deep, he was plunging into his body sanding jolts of pleasure and pain through him. The musky smell of sex, the sound of his sister pleasuring herself faster and faster and the harsh ministrations of each thrust brought Aemond to the edge and beyond his body tightening up as he crested, and everything went white for but a moment.
Warmth filled his insides as his uncle stilled airy groan coming from him and the release of Aemonds legs brought their two bodies flat one atop the other. They both had felt the wet spray of Rhaenyra as her body squirted her love juices free into the air. A hoarse chuckle from Damon had Aemonds blurry eye looking in the direction of the mans head laying next to him as he felt questing fingers between their bodies. Confused Aemond watched with heavy breaths panting in tandem with his sated sister who also was watching her two spouses in post coital bliss as Damon finally pulled his hand free from in between them to show what he was reaching for.
“It seems dear nephew that even in this form you still shoot white instead of clear. Curious that even though it is nothing more than a mere nub that it still reacts as if it were nothing more than the cock it had started out as.”
Glistening on Daemons fingers for all to see is Aemonds spend that had flicked up in small droplets onto his stomach as he had cum. Not as much as if he were in his male body but enough to tell that it was his own seed that had come from his female nub and not the usual clear liquid that wold sometimes squirt free from a woman’s folds. The sight brought forth an embarrassed flushed as he shuffled slightly uncomfortably with his uncle length still settled deep inside him and the warm spend settling deep within him. His body ached in a good way as if he had just finished several rounds in the training yard yet instead of the high of adrenaline, he was foggy with pleasure as he came down from the lustful high. His dazed eye watched as his sister stood on shaky legs and dragged herself onto the bed pulling their uncle-husbands' fingers into her mouth and licked them clean of his fluids before pulling her lips off with a sultry pop.
Shivers of lust went through both Aemond and Damon who was eyeing his niece with his free eye as he reached out and tugged her into the pile of sweaty limbs and sore bodies. A groan rolled out of Aemond of Damon moved pulling his flaccid length free of the abused and swollen cunt a small dribble of white seed and blood washed a pink color as it mixed joined the mess below staining the sheets with their story. Exhaustion pulled Aemond into the realm of rest as he was held between the two bodies of his spouses a hand from each of them gently laid on his stomach and warmth wafting from their heated bodies lulling him down. Tomorrow would be the day they left for Dragonstone and only time could tell if this session was successful or not and if he could someday control the shift between genders. Yet for now sleep pulled the three under and left all those questions for another day.