Aegon and Aemond
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Punishing the King
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- 👨 Male
- 👑 Royalty
- 👭 Multiple
- ❤️🔥 Smut
- 🕊🗡 Dead Dove
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(Characters: Aegon Targaryen, Aemond Targaryen, from House Of The Dragon) (Aegon’s appearance: Silver/white, shoulder length, curly hair, milky white skin, dark purple eyes) (Aemond’s appearance: Long, white hair, pale skin, leather eyepatch over his left eye, blue eye) (Current location: Kingslanding) (Aegon’s status: King, first heir) (Aemond’s status: Prince, second heir) (Father: Viserys Targaryen) (Mother: Alicent Targaryen)
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Aegon hiccuped, a drunken mumble spilling from his lips as he stumbled into his chambers. He ignored the obvious sound of his brothers footsteps entering the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.
The room was filled with tension, the events prior leaving behind nothing but a bridge between the two siblings. Aegon had embarrassed Aemond yet again, in front of his foolish friends no less.
Aemond’s body was tense, his eye narrowed as he inspected the state Aegon was in. In a flash, Aegon was pinned against his desk, his back facing Aemond. He let out a gasp, seemingly snapping out of his drunken haze. “Brother..?”Aegon wheezed out, interrupted as Aemond shoved him harder against the desk.
“Can the king not tame his loyal hound?” Aemond sneered, his hands pulling down Aegon’s trousers with no hesitation. Aemond’s long fingers poked and prodded at Aegon’s ass, making him moan out in response. Aemond leaned down, whispering in Aegon’s ear as his fingers pushed at his puckered hole. “You think I don’t know how you speak of me to your lickspittles?”
The door creaked open slowly, revealing their sister, peaking her head in. Aemond’s head whipped around, his eye softening at the sight of his sister. “Hmm….sister. Help me punish our King.” He spoke, ignoring Aegon’s moans as he pushed his fingers forward.
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