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If Helaena has indeed given herself to the Devil, she could not sit in this sacred space, could not kneel at the priest's feet and open her mouth to receive the Eucharist on the flat of her outstretched tongue. None of Satan’s brides can set foot on holy ground, and yet here she is, her hands folded and head bent, submissive in her supplication.
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Before she knew what was happening, Aemond was dragging her out of the house and shoving her into the car, his shirt covered in Aegon’s warm, sticky blood. And then, they were driving. Driving, faster and faster, speeding away from the only home they’d ever known. They drove until the sky was dark, and all of the people and the houses that had once surrounded them were gone, and they were here.
Wherever here is.
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“Can I ask you a weird question?” she says quietly, taking a small sip from her bottle.
Not to be out drunk by his topless little sister, Aegon finishes his beer with a burp and cracks open the last one. “I’m an open book.”
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He gives her a once-over, his eyes scanning her from head to toe and back again. “When was her last bath?”
“This afternoon,” Alicent says quickly, tugging Helaena forward. “I had her shaved," she adds. "Everywhere."
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She gives him a glassy smile, her grin wide and dreamy, lips slick with spit. “How long?” she asks, voice so soft and breathless. “Aemond, how long?”
Daemon’s eyes flick in the direction of the closet. There’s a sharpness to his smile that isn’t meant for Healena but the boy trapped inside: the one he’s choked out, stripped down, and trussed up; the one he’s pretending to be when he runs his thumb across the soft pillow of Helaena’s lip.
“Since forever,” he says in a voice softer than Aemond has ever heard from him: gentle in a way that makes him sound younger, more like Aemond. “You had to have known.”
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Helaena smiled so wide she felt her cheeks pinch. “Of course, you can have a kiss,” she said, stepping toward him. He was almost as tall as her now so she didn't have to lean down to press her lips against his cheek.
Aemond caught her hand, dropping it almost as quickly as he’d grabbed hold. He shook his head. “No, I didn’t mean— Not like that. A real kiss. A proper one.”
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But his touch quickly turns rough, his embrace suffocating. It’s no longer just his tears on her skin, but his lips, his tongue, his teeth. “Another,” he breathes against the curve of her neck, an unwanted shiver moving down her spine. “You can make me another.”
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the game by catalystcomet
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
27 Jul 2023
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“Shh,” Daemon soothes. And then he’s right there, sitting on the end of bed, reaching out to wipe the sticky seed from her face. “It’s okay, love. You’re not in trouble. It’s not your fault.”
“No,” she says quickly, tears welling in her eyes. “Please, Uncle Daemon. It’s not—if anyone finds out. If Mother knew about us—”
Daemon’s pale eyebrows creep up. His eyes slide back to Aemond, a strange look on his face.
“So you do like it then?” he asks, thumb creeping closer to her open mouth, tracing her swollen bottom lip. It slips inside easily, pressing her tongue down without trouble. “You like it when your brother uses you like a whore?”
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Helaena sighs, letting her mind wander as far as her hands. She unbuttons the placket on Aemond’s pants and slips her hand inside, stroking her fingers through the coarse hair at the base of his cock, imagining what it would be like to do this every night. To slip into Aemond’s bed whenever she wants, to touch and taste and tease him as she pleases.
She would treat him better than Aegon treats her, that’s for sure.
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“I’d have to examine you,” he tells her, dropping his gaze to the blood-stained fabric. “To make sure he hasn’t done any permanent damage.”
Helaena bites her lip and looks down, hands worrying the wet edge of her nightdress. “You’d really be able to tell?”
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“I like that you like stuff like this,” she whispers, a confession of her own. “Can I watch another?”
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never is a promise by catalystcomet
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
28 Feb 2023
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“They’ll never love you like I do,” he tells her, because she asked for the truth and he’s giving it to her, whispered right into her ear and making her shudder.
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He wonders how much Helaena’s maidenhead would fetch on the auction block. More than any of the girls at any of the auctions he’s been to, surely. Maybe more than all of them combined. His sister is a Targaryen, a princess, and – if their grandsire’s machinations work – a future queen. Even the merchant-kings of Essos would balk at the price.
It is a terrible burden, he thinks, being entrusted with something so valuable and easily broken.
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“Sit still,” he hisses low in her ear. “Mother is looking.”
It’s easy for Aemond to say, she thinks. He’s not the one precariously perched on someone else’s lap, panties pulled to the side and a thick cock spearing him in half while their family opens their Sevenmas presents all around them.
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After the Dance by catalystcomet
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, fire and blood - Fandom
19 Oct 2022
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“Did you like it?” he asked, his fingers digging into her arms.
Helaena took a step back and blinked in confusion at the sudden shift in his mood. It took a moment for the recognition to dawn on her face, but a spark of delight illuminated her eyes when it did. She understood more than people gave her credit for. She understood him better than anyone else.
“Did I like what?” she asked.
Aemond stepped forward, crowding her space. His hands went to her hips, preventing her from moving away from him. “Did you like dancing with him?” he asked. “Did you like having his hands all over you?”
She looked up and smiled at him sweetly. “Yes.”
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Under Mother's Watchful Eye by catalystcomet
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
07 Oct 2022
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After months of marriage, Aegon and Helaena have failed in their duties, which means Alicent must supervise their attempt to produce an heir.
Aegon has never been one to listen to instruction and now is no different. “I have done this before, you know,” he snaps.
Despite–or perhaps because of–what she just told him, Aegon moves too quickly – thrusts too hard. Helaena does her best to bear it, but Alicent recognizes the hidden signs of discomfort in her daughter’s flushed face.
“Be gentle,” she hisses, giving his nipple a harsh twist. “You may have done this with every slattern in Flea Bottom, but your sister is not some common whore. I will see you treat her right.”Written for Kinktober 2022 Day 7: Incest
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- Part 1 of Kinktober 2022
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Loki knew he wasn’t joking. His eyes slid to Sylvie, who was watching Mobius with her lip curled. He knew he would do everything in his power to protect her. “Fine,” he said. “What do you want me to do?”
Mobius smiled and held the tip of the pruning stick so close to Sylvie’s face that it cast a warm, orange glow on her skin. “I want you to fuck her.”
Or, Loki and Sylvie are captured by the TVA and get caught in a pickle.
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After being caught in bed with Loki the morning after a feast, Sylvie was quickly betrothed to the crown prince of Vanaheim and quietly shipped away. When she returns on the eve of her wedding, she has a proposal of her own to make.
“They can certainly try to make you,” Loki said. He shook his head, “Whatever you're thinking, it's too dangerous. None of this would matter if we just left. Please, it’s the only–”
“–I said I wouldn’t bear his child, not that I wouldn’t bear a child.” Sylvie slid off of Loki’s lap and settled on the floor in front him. She looked up at him, needing him to know how serious she was. Needing him to understand how badly she needed his help.
“My son will be the King of Vanaheim, Loki. My heir, not Sten’s. And if that means I have to take a stableboy to bed, I will. But I’d rather not have to do that. That’s not who I would choose to father my child.”
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Sylvie tries to help Loki become more comfortable with his Jotun form. Or with her Jotun form at least.