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Aemond’s bedroom was quiet, Jacaerys did not know what he expected. Perhaps for Aemond to snore loudly like some loud beast, it would be fitting for the Alpha. He hovers for a moment over the threshold before stepping into the bedroom, carefully shutting the oak door behind him. His hands quiver as his heart races as he turns to regard the bed.
Unlike Aegon, there was no whore in Aemond’s bed. Not that Jacaerys expected one, Aemond had made himself the paragon of religious devotion over the course of his life. But all men lie and hide their true faces. Unsurprisingly there was no one but Aemond. Innocently laying under the green and white duvet, his white hair spilling over the pillows. Jacaerys swallows, feeling his mouth go dry as he cautiously approaches.
It was a stupid rumor Jacaerys heard in passing. Aegon had been drunk, as he often is, and mentioned to one of his friends that Aemond was…very well endowed. Jacaerys fought hard to forget yet for some reason his mind was unable to stop wandering. Picturing what his handsome uncle would look like naked.
He's already succumbed to touching himself to the image. Fingering his cunt and pumping his cock drunk off the thought of how Aemond would sound when he comes. The way thin lips twisted in a snarl as he cums, or perhaps they would part in a lovely o shape. His hips harshly driving into Jacaerys body with the sole intent to take and breed Jacaerys.
Yet Jacaerys’s fantasies gave him has felt no true relief, driving him to venture out in the middle of the night. The dark cowl of his cloak pulled high over his head, fearful of a sudden late night encounter with a servant or worse a member of his family. His black leather boots quiet against the floor.
Just a quick peek to banish this devilish thought and need. Jacaerys bites the inside of his cheek as he places a knee on the bed. Glancing nervously to Aemond’s form, feeling his muscles ease as Aemond continues to sleep. His angular features are peaceful instead of twisted into a glare or scowl, making him more handsome and youthful.
His normal spiced scent of leather and elderflower has lost its angry musk scent he often projects. Not that there was anything wrong with Aemond’s normal scent. No, it is appealing enough to center all of Jacaerys fantasies. But his scent in this state was enough to make Jacaerys head spin. So sweet, if only he could absorb it on a blanket for his nest.
Jacaerys crawls slowly over the bed, over to Aemond’s laying form. Coming to stop to kneel around his slim hips, hidden beneath the blanket. Is he really going to do this? He bites his bottom lip. What has Aemond done to him to have his privacy invaded on this level? If he were a woman Jacaerys would never have dared.
And yet there is a thrum of need ringing deep within him, beyond the curiosity that has nearly overwhelmed him. It will only be a peek, Jacaerys promises himself. A harmless glance. What harm can this possibly do? Unless Aemond wakes up or discovers what he did, then he might very well kill Jacaerys.
Aemond would kill Jacaerys for simply sneaking into his room. Uncaring of Jacaerys status of heir or Omega, furious over his privacy being invaded and vulnerability preyed upon. Jacaerys knows this, nothing and no one could stop him. Aemond is a very determined and proud man, no one but Daemon and Rhaenyra stands in his way these days.
He might as well accomplish his task, Jacaerys decides while tracing the shape of Aemond’s lips. Plump as they press together in a content look. Lightly Jacaerys sets his hand on the edge of the blanket and eases it off his lower half; the rush of cold air might awake Aemond. A white nightgown greets Jacaerys which ends just beneath his knees revealing his legs.
Aemond is a warrior, he has always been even when they were just pups. Better with the blade than any of the three of them, even Aegon who was older. The training yard is where he spends half of his time, sparring against Ser Cole and the other men. And the hours show on his form, Jacaerys blushes at the sight of him.
His legs were defined, holding no trace of fat to them with a sparse coating of silver hair. Unable to resist, he sets a light hand on Aemond’s bare knee. The skin soft beneath is hand and warm, thrumming with dragon blood. Jacaerys does nothing for a while, simply admiring the handsome sleeping man while holding his knee.
With his other hand Jacaerys lightly rises the edge of Aemond’s gown. Gently pushing it upwards to reveal more pale skin. Unevenly his heart races in his chest, his mouth parting when Aemond’s cock and balls are revealed. Aemond was soft….of course he was sleeping after all. Jacaerys eyes skip past his limp cock to his balls, feeling his mouth go dry.
They were bigger than Jacaerys and Aegons. Jacaerys learned that after unfortunately being flashed by a drunk Aegon before his goons dragged him away with a thousand sincere apologies. Apologies did little to erase the horrid image from his mind.
Jacaerys removes his hand from Aemond’s knee, setting it on his thigh as he stares. Oh, Jacaerys glances up at Aemond’s face before leaning in closer. The dim moonlight peeking through the curtains barely lights the view Jacaerys desperately wants to see. Jacaerys sets his hands on Aemond’s thighs, soft and strong beneath his palms. His instincts scream at him to inhale the heavy musky scent.
Shane claws at the back of his neck at the thought. He was already drooling over Aemond’s exposed form. Him nuzzling his cock and balls like some scent drunk fool was a step too far. He had come to see Aemond’s cock and he’s seen it, even though disappointingly it’s not filled out to its fullest potential.
Jacaerys bites his lip at the prospect. It would be a light touch. It doesn’t take much to get a young virile man hard, and Aemond was all those things. Jacaerys instincts never truly let him forget it. A slight touch on top of everything he has done so far would not change anything. Who knows maybe just some light nuzzling would accomplish the job.
Alphas pay for Omegas to nuzzle them in brothels. Aemond should be flattered that Jacaerys is doing it to him for free. With a hot shot of desire coursing through his body, Jacaerys leans toward. His eyelids go hooded as he lightly presses his face against his crotch. A low groan escaping his throat as he inhales Aemond’s scent, it’s so thick here. A purr builds in his throat before he tampers it off.
His cock twitches in his trousers, he doesn’t need to feel to know his cunt is starting to get wet. Fuck, Jacaerys cups Aemond’s cock. Pressing a light kiss to its side before he can stop himself. Then another and another. Groaning as he drags the tip of his tongue over it until the side is shiny with saliva. The soft warm skin and strong aroma that bursts beneath his tongue sends his head reeling.
Jacaerys eyes flicking up to watch Aemond’s face. Slowly he licks the tip of Aemond’s cock, feeling it throb in his hand as a low moan escapes the sleeping man. His lips part as he shifts, his hips moving up making his cock in Jacaerys grip thrust upwards monetarily. Jacaerys watches him move his heart racing.
Moving with the grace of a cat, Jacaerys lays down flat on his stomach. Settling on Aemond’s thighs and legs, inwardly groaning at the contact. He never gets to touch Aemond. Hesitatingly he grasps Aemond’s cock and kisses it over and over. Growing more sloppy with each one as Aemond’s cock starts to harden in his grasp.
Yes!
Jacaerys bobs his head as he slowly takes the tip of Aemond’s cock into his mouth. His eyes fluttered shut at the sensation of his mouth being full. He swallows around the tip of Aemond’s cock, feeling his jaw start to relax around his cock. Eventually his jaw started to ache. Making him pull back, absently rubbing his jaw, wiping away the trail of saliva that followed.
Men touch each other all the time, if only Jacaerys could figure out how to do it properly. His mother has only prepared him for the wedding bed. Suddenly he wishes he agreed to go with Aegon to the brothels. Maybe then he’d know how to do….this properly. Aemond is so pretty and he moans so sweetly, Jacaerys wants to please him. Wants to remain like this forever, bathing in Aemond’s scent and touching his cock as the Alpha moans and pants.
With that thought in mind Jacaerys leans toward. Softly nuzzling Aemond’s balls, rubbing them against his face. A light sigh escaped him. His tongue darts out as he licks them, enjoying the slight sweaty taste and Aemond’s scent on his tongue. Low groans leave Aemond’s throat, spurring Jacaerys on further. Boldly dragging his tongue up Aemond’s thick cock. Lapping extra hard on the prominent vein there on the right side.
Aemond moans again underneath Jacaerys. His body tensing as Jacaerys takes the head of his cock in his mouth. Half drunk off the way he takes more with each draw. Slowly easing more inch by inch into his mouth and down his throat. Oh this is amazing, Aemond fits so well in his mouth as if he belongs there.
With an excited groan Jacaerys boldly experimenting with his tongue by twirling it around his cock. Aemond gasps and moans at his admirations, breaking the delicate silence that has filled the bedroom. His hands fisting the sheets in his sleep. Jacaerys watches them through his eyelashes, a slight smug smirk pulling on the corner of his lips.
Jacaerys is doing this, he dazedly thinks with a mouthful of cock. He is pleasing the ever stoic Alpha. Breaking his normally calm facade with only a few strokes of his tongue. Aemond deserves it, he works so hard, Jacaerys thinks with approvingly.
It’s not easy to keep Aegon from being a fool and to tutor both his brother and Helaena’s children. To keep his side of the family in line all while training hard to be a warrior with both the blade and books. It is stressful on not just the body. But also the mind, and it's not likely that Aemond would please himself, far too pious for such a sin. Jacaerys can take the sin for Aemond, the handsome Alpha deserves the release afterall.
Jacaerys licks the tip one last time before he pulls back with a slight pop. Licking his lips clean of cum, swallowing with a breathy sigh. It tastes good. More than that it tastes right. Gathering leaking pre cum and his saliva to help ease his palm up and down as he pumps Aemond’s cock with his hand. A low moan escapes Aemond’s throat at the sensation. Jacaerys smirks, fighting the urge to preen as the lewd sounds fill the air.
For once Aegon was telling the truth, Aemond was big. Very big. Even for an Alpha. If Jacaerys were to ease Aemond inside his cunt, the outline would be most apparent. And somehow the knot would make him even thicker. The thought makes him rub his thighs together. Bumping his hardened cock against Aemond’s legs.
They moan together. Jacaerys reaches down to palm himself. Oh fuck, he bites his lip as he keeps rubbing himself. Fighting the urge to hump Aemond’s legs, to lower his trousers and rub their cocks together. The image floods his mind making him bite down harder on his lip. Forcing his hand to stop lest he cums on top of Aemond. His hand shakes with excitement as he returns to giving proper attention to Aemond’s pretty cock.
Stroking the part he couldn’t fit in his mouth with his hand. The bed shifts as Aemond rolls his hips upwards with a grunt as Jacaerys sucks in his cock. Jacaerys almost gags, surprised, pulling back as he sputters. Coughing as he wipes his chin clean of saliva and cum. He blinks away tears as he glances up at Aemond. A hint of lilac peers through the white eyelashes making him freeze.
No one moves for the longest time. Jacaerys moves in deliberate movements, his eyes locked on Aemonds. Completely unwilling and unable to look away from Aemond for a moment. As he opens his mouth, guiding Aemond’s fat cock in his mouth. Aemond’s fingers clench in the sheets. He moans lightly as the tip of the Omega’s tongue swirls around his cock. Such a delicious noise the Alpha makes, beautiful signs of how well Jacaerys can please him.
Jacaerys sucks with a greedy hum, feeling the vibrations in the cock. He rises up on his knees, careful to never let go of Aemond while he eases the cock deeper in his mouth. The thick scent of slick breaking through the air at his bold movements, his cock and cunt aching through his pants. Faint pulses that beg for his attention but all Jacaerys knows now is pleasing his Alpha.
Aemond’s eyes flutter shut as Jacaerys moans pleased around his mouthful of cock. Swapping hands when the slick one starts to cramp. Instead of placing it on Aemond’s dick, he positions it to feel Aemond’s balls. Stroking and fondling them half mindedly, the same way he does to his own balls when he is touching himself. While he focuses all his attention on lapping at the growing knot at the base of Aemond’s cock, the tip of his cock buried deep in his mouth.
Aemond will cum soon, his knot overspilling in Jacaerys mouth. The thought made him groan, reaching a sticky hand to briefly squeeze Aemond’s thigh. His head bobbing all while feeling Aemond’s orgasm approach with each swipe of his tongue. Aemond grips the sheets so tightly he threatens to rip it. His eyes screwed shut as soft grunts leave his lips. Each noise spurring Jacaerys on, saliva and cum dripping down his chin. His hips trembling from fighting every urge to thrust upwards into the warm wet heat Jacaerys has so graciously offered.
Aemond cums with a shake and growl. His hips thrusting up fucking Jacaerys mouth. His hand clamps down on the back of his head. His scent spread through the room with a thick burst. Jacaerys whines, fighting every urge to protest and shake Aemond off.
Blindly Jacaerys flattens his tongue as he forces his jaw to remain plaint, hoping it will make this experience a little easier. Aemond uses his mouth with a low pleased groan. His cock slamming in the back of Jacaerys throat, hips moving brutally using Jacaerys as he pleases. Pulling on Jacaerys hair with each move of his hips making Jacaerys moan around his cock. Slick dribbles onto Jacaerys thighs wetting them as he rubs them together.
Aemond releases a choked moan. Before his jaw relaxing as his head snaps back into the pillows. Arching his body as he rolls his hips upward in desperate movements into Jacaerys mouth. Ropes of hot cum spilling down his mouth and throat, filling his stomach with delicious seed. Jacaerys grips Aemond’s hips, holding on with teary eyes.
Gradually Jacaerys feels Aemond’s thrust and seed slow down until Aemond stops. Panting even as his fingers grip Jacaerys long brown locks. Harshly forcing his mouth to remain around his spent cock. Jacaerys breathes out through his nose. Wiping the tears from his cheeks with his clean hand.
Haphazardly Jacaerys curls his arm upwards, loosely around Aemond’s waist. Inwardly cooing when Aemond does not flinch away from the touch. His knees aching from the position but he does not dare move. He won't risk breaking this glorious movement. Minutes or hours pass, Jacaerys is only sure of the feeling of Aemond’s cock in his mouth and their scents in the air.
The light feeling of petting makes Jacaerys' eyes blink open. When did they close? He lifts his head from where it fell on Aemond’s spread thigh. Finding himself to nose with the Alpha’s balls, smaller now that Aemond has emptied his load down his throat. Gingerly blinking away the traces of his apparent nap.
Gently Aemond’s fingers stroke the top of his head. A clumsy purr spills out of his chest in response, trying to show his Alpha how much he appreciates the gesture. He purrs until Aemond’s movements stop, his hand falling by his side as his body relaxes. A subtle shift piercing his scent, indicating without looking that the Alpha had fallen back to sleep.
Jacaerys eases off the bed, standing on shaky legs. Tugging at his trousers to ease the sticky sensation on his thighs with a wince. Jacaerys washes his dirty hands in a small basin of water left out. The splashing sound of water fills the air as he dumps the remainder in a nearby blooming yellow flower pot.
Jacaerys parts the closed windows to allow his scent to filter out of the room. The thick scent of cum and slick will take a while to dissipate before turning back to regard Aemond. Cold pale moonbeams spill into the room alighting it. For a moment Jacaerys does not move, looking around as he takes in the one eyed prince’s bedroom.
There was an air of Aemond on everything in the room. It was in the sharp way the bass handles of the vases were curved. In the swords and brightly colored Hightower and Targaryen shields above the fireplace. The overfilled bookshelves of old tombs and recent scientific papers. Gold pages scripture fill another row with a small seven starred pendant that must have broken off the cord and was laid to rest near the scripture.
He tucks the blankets back around Aemond after smoothing down his nightgown. The Alpha does not stir as Jacaerys approaches the head of the bed. The faintest crinkling of his nose is the only indication of a faint awareness of Jacaerys. Jacaerys licks his lips, admiring the slope of Aemond’s nose and cheeks. He places a hand on the pillow beneath the Alpha’s head before he places a light kiss on his lips.
Jacaerys leaves the room with the utmost stealth, slipping back into his bedroom with quick feet. He leans against the closed door and groans. He slides down the door as he breathes out, burying his hands in his hair only to freeze. Remembering the harsh way Aemond had grabbed it, so possessive and authoritative. His lips burn at the memory, tingling faintly. A small grin blooming across his face.