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Jacaerys Velaryon, Firstborn of Rhaenyra Targaryen and future heir to the iron throne. Ever since he was young Jace always heard the rumors. A bastard son of Harwin Strong. It was in his brown eyes and brown hair. Everyone saw him as worthless regardless that he was heir. When his brother lucerys was born he was pushed away. Cast further and further away from his mother, father, grandsire, and even the Queen Consort. His brother Lucerys Velaryon, Future heir to Driftmark and the Driftwood throne was born with silver hair and orchid pink eyes. A perfect Targaryen.
Growing up Jace often was left to play alone while Luke was carried in the loving arms of Alicent Hightower. It seemed to seal a rift between the Queen and Princess. Everyone was enraptured with the second son of the princess. As Lucerys grew so did his love for his uncle Aemond. Many times he proclaimed he would marry his uncle once he presented as an Omega. He was sure he would be an omega and aemond an alpha.
He was sure of it.
Jacaerys eventually was sent to live by himself at Dragonstone after he cut out his uncle's eye. Aemond called him a bastard which Jace was used to till he mentioned how he couldn't wait to marry his true Targaryen brother. Jace allowed his anger to consume him, leading him to take his uncle's eye. He wished he had cut his neck and allowed him to bleed out in the courtyard. To repeatedly stab his knife in his chest till all of his anger was out.
Years had passed and he now often finds comfort in taking Vermax on flights and spending most of his time on the beach. He presented as an Alpha a year before his brother presented as an omega. He also had three younger brothers bearing silver hair and violet eyes. He was the only one with brown hair.
Years passed and he now watched Arrax fly around Dragonstone before he landed inside the Dragonmount. What could his sweet omega brother possibly want? He waited inside with two cups of tea in front of him.
“Jace?” Luke softly spoke entering the common room.
“Luke,” he answered with a huff.
“Hello brother,” Lucerys beamed as he went towards him. Jace stayed seated in his chair and simply glanced up at him.
“yes?” he answered.
Luke smiled softly and sat down in the chair beside him. Jace was starstruck by his brother's beauty. Although deep down, he believes he is Harwin's son, just like him. His silver curls cupped his face perfectly and his orchid pink eyes held much innocence and love.
“You haven't answered any of my letters,” lucerys tells him.
“Forgive me, I've been busy,” he answers, pushing a cup of tea to him.
His brother chuckles, “Too busy to answer one of my letters?”
“Yes.”
It was a cold and harsh answer Luke wasn't expecting. He didn't hold any bad feelings towards his brother for what he did to Aemond when they were children but he would know the truth of it. Aemond barely remembers it, and if he does, he hasn't spoken the truth of it to him.
“I've come to ask if you would come to my wedding with Aemond?” Lucerys asked.
Jacaerys scoffed while lifting his cup of tea, “So that's actually happening?”
Luke frowned at his reaction, “Of course it is. I love him and I want you to be there. Please, brother.”
“Drink,” Jace pushed the tea to his brother, ignoring the dull pain in his chest. He loves his brother but he never wants to see him beside Aemond. He never wants to know Aemond will have in any way he wishes. His brother brings his tea to his lips and drinks it.
“Please brother, think about it. Our wedding is in a moon time,” Lucerys reaches over and grabs his hand. Jace noticed the patch covering his scent gland on his wrist. He wondered what he smelt like.
Luckily he was about to find out.
His brother started pulling at his riding gear and taking deep breaths. “Jace… could I perhaps have a room to sleep in? I'll travel back home on the morrow.”
“of course come with me.”
Jace extended his hand out and Luke took it blindly. Unaware that Dragonstone is much more than just their ancestral home. His body heated up quickly and sweat formed on his temple. Jace left but stayed outside Luke's room. Hearing his brother's broken sobs and whimpers as he ripped off his clothing feeling hot. Jace glanced down the hall seeing his aunt Alys walking towards him.
“It worked… as I promised you,” Alys tells him, holding her hands behind her.
“In return?” Jace questioned her again. They had this conversation many times. Why would she help him get revenge? What was in it for her?
“I just want a fresh Targaryen body to study when it's done,” She answers. It's the same answer she gives him. Alys had seen the upcoming Dance of the Dragons and refused to become a plaything for the Kinslayer. She held anger for a man she hadn't met but knew what he would do to her once he lost his precious omega nephew. Better Lucerys in his brother's arms instead.
She smiles fondly and caresses his cheek. Alys had been more of a mother figure than his own mother. “See it done. Your seed will take. I made sure.”
Jace pushed open Luke’s chamber door finding his brother shaking in bed. He tilted his head at his brother, seeing how weak he was in his heat-induced state.
“Jace… jace- you can't be in here,” Luke choked out.
“I rule this island,” he walks over, pulling Luke's wrist and pulling off the patch covering his scent gland. His brother embarrassingly tried to pull away but Jace pulled him out from his blankets. His naked body is on display for his elder brother. “I can do as I please. With whatever I want and with whomever.”
Lucerys trembled under his brother's touch and gaze, feeling slick continue to spill from between his legs as Jace pulled off any other remaining patches.
“no, no,” Lucerys squirmed under his brother's possessive touch as he climbed on top of him and admired his heat-induced state. “Please, no Jace. please, brother.”
“You don't get to marry Aemond with no consequence Luke. And I'm not sorry for this,” Jacaerys pushed forward, his lips crashing with his brother's. A sealed squeal left his throat as he thrashed against him. Luke’s heat was too strong and it's at its peak now. He gave in to the smoky, iron scent allowing him to mix with his brother's. Jace growled as Lucerys became more pliant and obedient. Still dressed, he slotted his thigh in between Luke's legs, allowing his brother to grind against his clothed thigh. Lucerys could simply groan and moan as he grinded against his alpha brother searching for his sweet release. His mind was stuck in a haze of pleasure to fight his brother back any further. Jacaerys continued working his tongue in his brother's mouth, his calloused fingers pulling and twisting at Luke's sensitive nipples. Lucerys fisted his hair into his brother's brown curls, much more rough than silky like Aemond's. He could care less. Jacaerys had beautiful curls that Aemond didn't have. Before he knew it, with a twist of his nipple, Jacaerys biting down on his bottom lip, he came quickly, drenching the clothes in slick. Jacaerys pulled away, pulling at his clothing and kneeling between his brother's legs.
“Jace, no, I'm too sensitive,” Lucerys complained but felt his brother's tongue lick at his soft folds tenderly. his thighs gripped carefully and placed on his shoulders. broken moans, sobs, and moans left Luke's lips as Jace’s tongue worked itself inside his wet hole, his nose rubbing against his engorged clit. More slick continues to pour out of Lucerys like a faucet. Jacaerys slurped as much as could, feeling his cock grow impossibly hard.
Luke again put his hand into Jace’s hair holding him against his clit as he nipped and sucked to bring the second orgasm.
“There you go. You should be perfectly prepped for my knot babydoll,” Jacaerys whispered, kissing his way up his brother's body and positioning himself at his leaking cunt.
“Please… jacaerys,” lucerys moaned, grabbing his brother's shoulders with force and kissing him. tasting his slick on his tongue and putting his legs around his waist.
Jace tried to keep in mind his brother was in his heat and would possibly hate him tomorrow morning. A dark part pushed past that, telling Lucerys wanted this as much as he did. He gripped the bed sheets beneath them, pushing inside the warm pussy. Lucerys arched his back, moaning at the delicate, delicious stretch he was experiencing.
Jace gripped his hips, sliding further into his warm heat. Luke, too, is lost in the world of pleasure as he claws at his brother's arms.
“you're doing really good, valonqar,” Jacaerys finally bottomed out, resting his temple against Luke's. Orchid eyes meet his, silver lashes fluttering against him.
“lēkia,” lucerys murmurs.
Jacaerys withdraws and thrusts back in watching his brother's flushed face contort with pleasure.
“lēkia,” he says a bit louder his brother gently fucking him. Lucerys kisses his brother, digging the heel of his foot into his bottom and urging him to go faster. Jace pushes back bringing Luke's knees to his chest and fucking him at a deeper angel. Luke feels his blood run hotter and his orgasm growing. feeling his brother carve himself in a way that shouldn't be. aemond was meant to take his maidenhead. to give him his first knot.
“valonqar, babydoll, stay with me,” Jacaerys moans out, caging his legs with one arm and the other snaking around to wrap around his neck.
Lucerys wraps his hand around the veiny wrist feeling slick splatter around his thighs and Jace's.
“lēkia keep going. don't stop,” Lucerys moans loudly. Jacaerys tightens his hold around his neck, pleasure, and pain taking root. He loves his brother but he hates him just as much. He's not sure if he'll ever get over that he was born with pathetic silver hair and orchid-pink eyes. Maybe after this, he might not hate him so much. He keeps his eyes shut, his hold on his brother waist tightens, his knot expands, making it hard to thrust.
Lucerys choked out his moan as he felt his brother's knot pop and warm cum fill his womb. He softly shudders as Jace removes his hand and pulls Luke's legs back to his waist, lying atop him from exhaustion.
The next morning, Jacaerys entered Luke’s temporary chambers unsure what he would be greeted with. He wasn't shocked when he opened the door and was met with a slap to the face.
“How could you do this to me? why would you do this to me!” Lucerys shouted. He wore a nightgown and he was still yet to reapply his patches.
“I didn't claim you. You should be happy I didn't go too far… yet,” Jacaerys shuts the door behind him.
“I don't care! You… you took advantage of me,” Lucerys sobs.
Lucerys found no empathy in his brother's brown eyes that felt colder than the violet gaze his uncle gave him.
“you did not complain. so dumb on my cock you begged for more all night,” Jacaerys responds with a small smirk.
“You induced my heat! any omega would've acted that way!” Lucerys shouts, his face flushed a deep red from anger.
“not the way you did. if you cared so much about having aemond behind your first you wouldn't have let it continue,” Jace said.
“i-i don't- no you took advantage of me!” his brother shouts.
“Look at you,” Jacaerys strides to his omega brother pulling him in front of the vanity mirror. his hands roughly pulling at the nightgown revealing his bruised skin. “you think anyone would believe that I took advantage of you. These pretty marks on your skin are because you wanted them. you needed them.”
Lucerys hadn't had anything to eat or drink. Worried his brother would induce him again. He groans as his brother tilts his head back kissing his swollen lips. He hates it and yet he loves it. Jacaerys takes his other hand to undo his trousers. Luke shudders at the easy thrust as his brother fucks him thoroughly. All night he was on his brother cock and he could blame the tea. Now he couldn't. He was fine. level headed.
Jacaerys remembers being in the Dragonmount when he received the letter. His brother delivered a baby boy. Brown hair, brown eyes.