For Mshadowdragon88

"Vaemond, you have to let me go........." (Y/n) giggled, as the seahorse pulled her back onto his bed. The princess finding herself once again on her back, with the younger Velaryon between her legs. The dragon moaning as his lips found her neck.

"And why should I do that........?" Vaemond whispered, before continuing to pepper kisses down her neck and onto her shoulder.

"Because we missed the breaking of the fast and Rhaenyra would have come looking for me. I can only imagine that all of them must know that we are together......."

"And what if they do. I have had to wait for you for far too long, as it is; and now that you are here, I do not wish to wait any longer. We are to be husband and wife, so what does it matter if we have known one another before the wedding. I love you (Y/n); this is no mere marriage to strengthen the alliance between our two families, I truly love you and have done for so long." Vaemond explained, before he kissed her deeply and pulling her legs up around his waist so that he could get himself as close to her warmth, as possible.

As the second son, not the one destined to be the Lord of the Tides or the Master of Driftmark, he had had to suffice himself with serving his brother and his house as the commander in the Velaryon fleet. He had had to watch as his brother was happily wed to the Queen that never was, as they had had a family. Yet what was he given for his devotion, for his service? So, when a match between he and (Y/n) had been spoken of; a marriage to the princess that he had wanted for so long, he was not about to let Viserys change his mind. And now that she was in Driftmark, he was going to make sure that, even though it was only a matter of day before they were man and wife, that he had claimed her; he was going to make sure that she knew that he really loved her. This match not one of duty, but so much more.

(Y/n) looked up at him, feeling his stiff member move against her wet womanhood, as she moved against him, earning a pleasing moan for her efforts. Love.........it was not what she had really expected to hear; but she was glad that he had said it, for despite what she had told her sister on the ship, it had been hard for her to ignore the second son of Corwyn Velaryon when he came to Kings Landing. His handsome face, his white locks, the way that she would catch him watching her, had made her feel things for the seahorse, that she had not expected. The princess realising that she had come to love Vaemond. So, when her father had called her to his chambers to speak of a match between her and the Commander, she had been more than happy. So, to find out that he loved her too, was more than she could have hoped for.

"I love you too, Vaemond. I am so happy that my father has given you my hand. And now I am happy to give you everything else that I am." (Y/n) replied, as she tangled her fingers into his hair and pulled him into another kiss.

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Rhaenyra had not seen her sister all day. She had been back to (Y/n)'s rooms on a number of occasions, yet there had still been no sign of her. And as much as she had wanted to knock on Vaemond's door to not only make sure that (Y/n) was with him; but that she was also well, given what Rhaenys had said, and what she had seen in her sister, herself; she had thought better of it. It obvious that the seahorse and the dragon had wanted to be together for some time, and now that they had had the chance, they had taken it.

Quietly, the oldest daughter of Viserys took a seat on her sister's bed. It was nearly time for the evening meal, and she had hoped that Vaemond would have let her sister go by now; that the pair would have spent enough time together for one day. The princess letting out a sigh as she got back to her feet, about to make her way from the room, when she heard a laugh from the other side of the door, followed by voices.

"There was no need to carry me all the way from your room........"

"Of course there is. You are to be my wife, and perhaps, if the Merling King is good, you may already be with my child. So, it is only right that I protect you both. But just by chance that you are not, I want you to come and spend the night with me again, tonight. For I cannot wait to not only wed you, but to have a family with you. A family that will honour both our lines. Please say you will, (Y/n).........."

"You know I will Vaemond. Though before we retire to your bed, perhaps we could bathe together. Your bed is not the only place that I would like to make love to you............" Rhaenyra heard her sister say, before everything went quiet. The older princess rolling her eyes, only able to imagine what the pair were up to on the other side of the ingress.

"I will see you soon.........." Vaemond finally continued. Another moment passing, before the door to the room opened. (Y/n)'s broad smile fading as she saw her sister.

"Rhaenyra. I............" Rhaenyra making her way over to (Y/n) before she could say any more, as she took her hand and sat her down on the bed

"Now, (Y/n). Tell he everything." The older dragon said, as she gripped her sister's hands and waited expectantly.