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Aemond Targaryen loves to tease you. With his words, with his hands, his tongue, his cock.
Anything he could tease you with, he did.
So that is why you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine. Aemond is not the type of man to lay back and let you do whatever you want to him.
Aemond is stubborn, arrogant, and especially prideful. His ego is bigger than his dragon, but you are determined to bring him to his knees and make him beg.
The problem is how you would make him do this. Anytime you and Aemond go to bed, he is in control. Regardless if you end up riding him the whole night, he is the one in control of the speed and motion of your hips from below.
You decide to implement your plan early in the morning, when Aemond is at his most drowsy. Aemond hates waking early, so you think he will be most caught off guard by what you are going to do right before he normally wakes.
You’re so giddy you can hardly sleep, but you manage to get a few hours in before waking right at dawn. You look over at your husband and he is sleeping soundly.
You smile softly. The normally harsh lines of his face are softened in sleep, and he removed his eye patch before going to bed. The sparkling sapphire in his eye socket you can’t see, but you know it’s there. He never takes it out around you.
You quietly and gently get up from the bed and grab the long strips of fabric you cut up the day before while Aemond was at training. You hid them under the bed so he wouldn’t find them when coming back to your rooms.
This would be the hard part. Aemond has lightning fast reflexes, so tying his hands to the bedposts would be difficult. You hope his drowsiness this early in the morning will dull his senses.
You get back on the bed and delicately straddle your husband’s lap. You hold your breath as his breathing hitches a little, but it evens out and you sigh quietly in relief.
You put the strips of fabric between your teeth. You are going to need both your hands free to wrestle Aemond into these restraints.
You grab both of Aemond’s hands, quickly shove them up to the top of the headboard, and lean your knees onto his elbows. You had thought this through. You figured he could just bring his hands back down while you were trying to restrain him, but if you quickly leaned all your body weight onto his elbows and shoulders, you figured you could restrain him.
Aemond’s eyes snap open as you quickly take the fabric from your mouth and wrap the ties around his hands, tying the intricate knots you made Ser Arryk from the Kingsguard teach you the other day. He, thankfully, didn’t ask any questions.
“What do you think you are doing?” Aemond asks, his low voice still raspy from sleep. He tries to roll over to get you off of him, but you already tied him to the bed. Success!
You shimmer your body down his and settle on top of his hips. He is glaring at you, one violet eye still drowsy from sleep and the shining sapphire sparkling at you in the low light of the morning.
“I decided to be the one in charge today, husband.” You say, stroking your hands up his bare chest. He twitches and his hands strain against the knots in the fabric. Your eyes flick up to them, a little worried that they won’t hold against his strength.
“You dare restrain me , wife?” Aemond hisses. “I will get you back for this.” He sounds angry, but you can feel how hard he is under the blanket.
You smirk at him.
“We will see about that,” you say, and get to work.
Both of you went to bed nude since he kept you up late with two rounds of lovemaking, so you didn’t need to worry about removing any of his clothes. You lean down and place wet, hot kisses on his chest. Aemond continues to struggle with his restraints, but you hear him let out a groan as you trail kisses down his chest to his hard abdomen.
You lick the trail of hair that leads to his groin, and he hisses under his breath, abs tensing under your hands and mouth.
You drag the blanket off his body, exposing his hard, leaking cock to your eyes. You glance up at him and smirk. He is still glaring down at you and the feeling of being in control of him, even just for a little while, is so heady.
You lick your lips and firmly grab his cock in your hand. Aemond groans and pulls his hands against the fabric a little harder.
“I am going to lick and suck your cock until I hear you beg for me, husband.” You say, poking your tongue out to lick the salty pre-cum seeping from the head of his cock.
“You will never hear me beg, wife.” Aemond grits through clenched teeth.
You grin up at him, then open your mouth and take his cock down your throat.
“ Fuck!” He yells, his hips thrust against your mouth and you hear the bedposts rattle as he slams his hands against the restraints. Luckily, the knots you tied are still holding.
You take your time sucking and licking up and down his shaft, messily sucking on the tip the way you know he likes, using your hand to grip the part you can’t reach with your mouth.
When Aemond’s groans grow louder and more frequent, you slow your pace. Looking up at him as you leisurely lick up and down his cock, you see that he has his head thrown back, jaw clenched and hands curled into fists.
“Ready to beg?” You ask as you take your hand and cup his balls. He moans loudly and shakes his head.
You shrug and continue at a ruthless pace. You pull out all your tricks. Twisting your hand at the base of his cock, licking the underside of the mushroom head of him, sucking his balls into your mouth. You have never been this filthy or messy while servicing your husband before.
Aemond both hates it and loves it. His voice grows more hoarse by the minute as he curses and praises you at the same time.
“ Gods, love, your pretty mouth feels so good around my cock,” he pants one minute.
“You are going to pay for this.” He nearly screams the next.
You make a mental note to thank Ser Arryk for teaching you such an amazing type of knot. Aemond works relentlessly to get out of his restraints. His wrists are rubbed raw from twisting his hands against the fabric.
Finally, after what feels like ages, you hear him. Your jaw is starting to get sore, but you push through the pain. You have brought him to the edge and back countless times while he has been cursing your name.
“ Please, wife,” it’s a soft whisper. Almost lost under the sound of the rustling of sheets and the sound of your mouth on him, but you hear it.
You release your mouth from his cock with a soft “pop” and look at your husband. You’ve never seen him like this before. His face is slightly red from exertion, his silver hair is sticking to his sweaty face and neck and his muscles are shaking.
You lift yourself up and straddle his hips again, grabbing his swollen cock and rubbing it against your pussy.
Hearing Aemond’s groans and curses while you were sucking his cock, not to mention the fact you made the fearsome, arrogant Aemond Targaryen beg made you soaking wet. Your pussy lips are shining with wetness and your clit is throbbing with the beat of your heart.
You sink down on his cock with little resistance. You both let out groans. His one of relief, yours is one of pleasure. But you aren’t going to let your husband off that easily.
You set the pace slow, leisurely sliding your cunt up and down his cock. Aemond grits his teeth as you smirk at him.
“How does my cunt feel, husband?” You ask, swirling your hips and grinding your clit into his pubic bone.
He answers the question with an irritated growl as you continue to bounce on his cock at a slow pace. You know you can make yourself peak this way, but Aemond needs a quick and hard pace in order to cum, impatient in every way.
You swivel your hips until you find that perfect spot inside and continue to use Aemond’s cock to make yourself come. You lift your hands to your breasts and pinch and roll your nipples.
“Are you going cum on my cock, love?” Aemond asks, breaths coming faster as your moans spill from your throat.
You nod and you feel your pussy tighten around him, the pleasure that has been building in your core ever since your mouth closed around Aemond’s cock finally breaking and washing over you. Your mind blanks as you moan and gasp on top of your husband, muscles convulsing and your cunt clamping down hard on Aemond’s cock.
You slump down into Aemond’s chest as you come down from your peak. Aemond’s cock is still rock hard inside of you, and you begin to wonder if you should let him cum when you hear it.
Riiiiiiip.
You shoot up off Aemond’s chest and see that he’s ripped himself free from his restraints.
Oh. Fuck.
In a flash Aemond is up and flipping you so you are under him, hands pinned above your head. His mouth is twisted in a snarl and he is panting heavily.
“You think you could restrain me for much longer, little wife?” He growls at you. His cock is still lodged inside of you and he snaps his hips in a brutal thrust. You gasp at the feeling.
“You think you can tease me? “ He pounds into your pussy. Aemond transfers your wrists to one hand, holding both of your hands above your head with one hand while he puts the other on your throat.
You suck in a breath and his fingers press hard on your neck. He isn’t hurting you, but the tight sensation of his hand squeezing your throat sends a thrill through your body.
He smirks at you. “You like that, love? Do you want me to punish you for what you did? What you thought you could get away with?”
You whimper and nod the best you can with his hand still around your neck.
Aemond’s mouth curls up into a feral grin, and he abruptly releases your neck and hands to flip you over onto your stomach. You yelp at the sudden movement until Aemond puts his hand on the back of your neck and lightly shoves you into the mattress.
He leans down to whisper in your ear, “Listen closely, love. I am going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for the rest of the week, do you understand?”
You nod, twisting your fingers into the bedsheets.
“Good girl,” He says. Aemond lifts your hips to his, slides his cock into your pussy, and begins to wreck you.
The angle of your hips causes his cock to hit that perfect spot inside of you so you are immediately tensing and moaning as Aemond pistons his cock in and out of your cunt.
Your pussy is so slick at this point you can feel your juices dripping out of you and onto the bed and into your husband. Aemond does not relent, never slowing his pace or the force of his thrusts.
His hands roam your skin, stroking a hand down your hair and then your back, then down to your ass. He grabs a handful then you feel a soft breeze and—
Smack!
You gasp at the sharp sting on your ass. Your hips arch and you moan as Aemond’s hips smack into yours, his cock sliding in and out of your pussy.
Another loud crack as Aemond slaps your other ass cheek. You bury your head in the sheets as your cunt clenches and you nearly scream.
“Who would have thought my good little wife would like to be spanked by her husband?” Aemond’s low, rough voice sends shivers down your spine. He is relentless, spanking you every so often, alternating cheeks so your ass is an even shade of red.
Aemond strokes the sensitive red skin of your cheeks and you shriek as the feeling sends a shock to your cunt. The pain is so delicious and unexpected. He finally gives your ass a break and digs his fingers into your hips and lifts your ass up to thrust deeper.
“Fuck, Aemond! I’m so close—” You moan loudly as he shifts slightly and his cock hits that spongy spot on your inner pussy walls. You curse and shriek as Aemond lifts one of his hands off your hips and tangles it in your hair. He uses the grip on your hair to pull you up and pull your mouth up to his.
Your mouths’ clash in a fiery kiss. The feeling of his lips on yours and his tongue spearing into your mouth spends you over the edge and you scream into his mouth as your pussy clenches hard on his cock.
“You look so pretty coming on my cock,” he grunts.
Aemond wrenches his mouth from yours, but doesn’t let go of your hair. He continues to pump his cock furiously inside of you as you come hard, screaming and moaning. You feel weightless, mind going white as your legs shake and muscles clench.
“Fuck, yes, love. Just like that,” He says with another snap of his hips. “Only a few more for me.”
Aemond doesn’t back down on his promise. He makes you come while you are on your belly one more time, then flips you over on your back, throws your ankles over his shoulder and continues to fuck you in that position.
He is incessant in his revenge against you. After your fifth orgasm you are crying and begging him to stop.
“Please, stop, I can't!” You sob as he digs his fingers into your thighs.
He doesn’t answer, but his thrusts pick up speed, and his hands tighten on your legs.
Aemond throws his head back and shouts. You feel his cock twitch and his body arch against you as he empties himself inside of you. You shudder at the warmth of his cum in your pussy and clench your hands tighter in the sheets, still coming down from all your orgasms.
Aemond slumps on top of you, spent. You huff out a breath at his weight on top of you, but you like the feeling of his warm body. You stroke a hand over his sweaty hair and try to steady your heavy breaths.
Aemond looks up at you, violet eye sparkling with mirth.
“Who taught you how to tie a knot like that?”