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What would be the consequences of a post-war period? important people lost? broken economy? hatred of the people? decline of a powerful nation? yes, these were all serious consequences, but for one couple in particular things were more intense than normal.
When Daemon killed Aemond and Vhagar in the God's Eye and soon after helped in Aegon's death the path to Rhaenyra's succession to the throne was clear, and so it was, Rhaenyra sat on the throne and Daemon stood by her side as king consort, as they slowly began to try to rebuild the kingdom devastated by a violent war and gain new support for the cause, everything was falling into place, but the war had serious consequences, especially on the heads of those involved.
Rhaenyra heard whispers everywhere, and all kinds of gossip that went around the kingdom reached her ears, she became more paranoid every day, after the several betrayals during the war from people she trusted she had become cold to new people, she no longer trusted anyone, especially in Daemon, her uncle husband.
Daemon wasn't much different from her, the king who already had a bit of a reputation as a bloodthirsty madman had gotten worse and that reputation had increased, he had become cruel and paranoid, he tortured and killed people for any silly reason just to have fun, he no longer trusted anyone, especially Rhaenyra, his wife.
Maybe they were suffering the consequences of the war, or maybe it was just Targaryen madness getting to them, There was always a rumor in the family that the Targaryens went crazy at some point in their lives, it seemed like just a story to scare children, but now it didn't seem like such a harmless story.
Daemon and Rhaenyra couldn't even sleep in the same bed anymore, it had been months since they lay together, both afraid of what each could do to the other, Rhaenyra believed that Daemon would kill her in her sleep to steal her throne, just like everyone always said, Daemon believed Rhaenyra would cut off his head in her sleep to be free of him and rule alongside another man.
and their distrust was confirmed when Rhaenyra sent a prostitute to sleep with Daemon, she had a poisoned cup of wine to give him, Daemon was suspicious when the woman entered his room so easily with the queen's permission and especially when she didn't want to drink the wine, Daemon dragged the woman by her hair throughout the castle, drawing everyone's attention with his shocked looks to the queen's room "Is this the whore you sent to poison me?" Rhaenyra couldn't even hide that she didn't know what was happening when the humiliated woman calmed her forgiveness for failing in her mission, the only thing she could say to her husband was "I'm sorry, I was nervous, they told me I needed to defend myself"
Rhaenyra's distrust was also proven right when she woke up one night with Daemon trying to suffocate her with a pillow, she only managed to get rid of him when she scratched his arm, her nails ripped off all the skin making him grunt in pain and freeing her, before she could order his death for treason the only thing he said to defend himself was "I'm sorry, but I was told that you were cheating on me"
their excuses continued with every failed assassination attempt, every time they tried to kill each other and yet they forgave each other in the end, but they knew that this was a dangerous and intense game, and only one could emerge victorious.
Rhaenyra was in her room getting ready for bed when she heard a loud knock on her door warning that someone wanted to enter.
— you may come in!
Rhaenyra looks at the door seeing the large and imposing figure entering the room that was once theirs, he looked different, he didn't seem like the bad-tempered and fierce man he had been lately, he approached the bed and sat on the edge with his back to her.
— I want you today!
— Do you want me? after so long? I didn't expect that.
— Exactly it's been a long time, but you're still my wife.
Rhaenyra crawls behind him and whispers in his ear "take off your clothes for me" Daemon immediately started to remove his clothes when he was stopped by Rhaenyra's hand on his arm "no, I want you to take them off in front of me, I want to see you" Daemon could continue his cold character and pretend he didn't hear her request, but just for today he wanted to do something different, maybe he had gotten tired of the raw sex with prostitutes he had been having recently, he stood up in front of Rhaenyra and began to remove her clothes, giving Rhaenyra the view she wanted, Rhaenyra's eyes ate him alive, shining as she saw the war scars all over his large chest, his hands went to his pants, removing them and leaving him completely naked, Rhaenyra was finally seeing that vision she had once loved so much, some memories of how much she used that body to have pleasure invade her mind, leaving her already wet, she really wanted to experience it again.
Rhaenyra pulls him to kiss him, those lips again....the taste of sin was still the same, he was still her Daemon, deep down he still was, their kiss deepens more and more making them moan softly to each other, Daemon's hands begin to explore her body while removing her pajamas, her breasts are exposed and he hungrily takes each one into his mouth, biting and sucking as if it were the first time he had tried them, Rhaenyra's naked body trembles beneath him, his hand goes to her folds encouraging her to receive him, she was already wet, but he was making her even more wet, his length slowly entered her, eliciting a drawn out moan from both of them, Daemon made slow, lazy movements, his face was buried in her neck while Rhaenyra's hands smoothed his back, Daemon gets off her and brings her body on top of him, making her sit on his lap, her up and down movements are also slow, she takes advantage of his entire length, Daemon's mouth is on her neck and she is lost in her bubble of pleasure when a sick thought hits her and wakes her up, "What if he still wants to cheat on her? This is the perfect time to kill him, he is distracted and defenseless, he won't even feel it, the dagger under the pillow, use it and end it once and for all"
That was it, Rhaenyra's hand was sneakily going under the pillow taking out the dagger she left there to protect her, this was the perfect moment, wasn't it? he won't even feel it, Daemon is too distracted moaning under her neck to notice, Rhaenyra raises the dagger towards Daemon's back, her hands shake, barely able to hold the blade, her eyes fill with tears, something tells her to stick the blade in him, but something inside her doesn't let her, she can't, she closes her eyes trying to regain consciousness and try to stop crying when Daemon's low voice invades her ears.
— do it, stick the knife in me and kill me, do it!
Daemon's eyes were fixed on the mirror watching Rhaenyra's hand pointing the sharp dagger towards his back, Rhaenyra's body was paralyzed, she didn't know what to do, what to think, she couldn't get off Daemon's lap and look at him, the dagger falls from his hand making his crying increase
— I...i....i can't.
Rhaenyra's body is thrown brutally onto the bed making a loud crash as her back meets the bed mattress and Daemon's large body covers her entire body
— Of course you can you slut, that's what you always wanted isn't it? why didn't you stick the damn knife in me?
— No, I can't, get off me!!!
Daemon's hands go to her neck, squeezing her, making her writhe beneath him "why, huh? I trusted you, even though I knew I couldn't, I should kill you right now" Rhaenyra begins to struggle beneath him, his hand leaves her neck as she tries to catch her breath, she kicks Daemon in the stomach making him grunt above her, the two begin to fight each other to try to get the dagger, an unfair fight to buy Daemon's size, Daemon manages to grab the knife and brings it to Rhaenyra's neck, trapping her beneath him again.
Daemon keeps pressing the knife to Rhaenyra's neck, his eyes go to Rhaenyra's melancholic and wet eyes, He stares at her, she is so helpless and lost beneath him, he could kill her right now, he could, but he doesn't, the dagger flies to the other side of the room as he kisses her aggressively, she twists beneath him to escape him, she bites his lip, the metallic taste invades both of their mouths as blood drips down his chin.
— So this is how it's going to be? do you want aggressive? so this is how you will have it!
without any warning Daemon thrusts his member inside Rhaenyra making them both scream, he was totally different from the man before, he was no longer being delicate, on the contrary, he was rough and wild, thrusting harder and harder into her pussy that was throbbing around the cock stretching from the sudden invasion, Rhaenyra's nails go to Daemon's face and neck trying to scratch him while she hurls insults at him demanding that he stop his movements, tired of Rhaenyra's aggressive attempts Daemon easily turns her body burying her head in the pillow, while he sinks deeper into her wet pussy, Rhaenyra's screams are muffled into the pillow, Daemon slaps Rhaenyra's ass, seeing the red color adorn her, words start to come out of her mouth making Daemon pull her hair to get her face off the pillow
— What are you talking about, dear? I can not hear you.
— you scoundrel bastard, you will pay for this!!
Daemon's thrusts increase, his face sinks into her neck when he feels Rhaenyra tightening around his cock, he notices when Rhaenyra cums, her screams into the pillow increase and her body trembles beneath him, her pussy clenches around him extremely wet and sticky, his moans are profane in her ear.
— fuck, you love my dick don't you? you really need him to tame you, you need me to tame that smug pussy.
Daemon brings Rhaenyra's body towards him once again, he encourages her to move and all he gets is an angry spit in his face, shameless bitch.
Daemon's hands go to his hair and slap her in the face "listen here you fucking slut, I'm telling you to ride, so do this shit, because I'm already losing patience" Rhaenyra's hands go to Daemon's chest making him lie down while she finally starts to ride on top of him, her movements are strong and violent, Daemon was starting to get scared that she was going to break his dick, she melts on top of Daemon with her needy and scandalous moans while squeezing her own breasts, it was a vision of paradise "fuck, you're so good, so good" the words just start to spill out of Rhaenyra's mouth as she becomes delirious with pleasure,
Daemon lifts his back off the bed to be closer to her, he lifts her ass to have control of the situation, he delivers stronger and faster thrusts into her pussy, Rhaenyra's screams are scandalous, anyone who passed by that room would know what was happening,but her hands go to Daemon's hair pulling it while her teeth sink into his neck, Daemon's hands in response squeeze her ass tighter, creating bruises, their loud moans come in sync, Daemon can feel his body combust as his orgasm approaches and Rhaenyra realizes he is close to coming.
— come inside me, fill me, make me all yours again.
Daemon's thick manly moans fill Rhaenyra's ears, she cums once again with his uncontrolled thrusts and Daemon comes right after filling Rhaenyra with his seed "yes, fuck, take it all, take it all of me in that hot pussy" the hot liquid makes Rhaenyra roll her eyes, the feeling of being filled more than she already was makes her feel numb, the two collapse on the mattress exhausted with pleasure, Rhaenyra lets out a moan of complaint when she feels Daemon's cock come out of her, they lie there for long minutes, her haze of pleasure only begins to disappear when she notices Daemon getting dressed to leave
— Don't you want to sleep here tonight?
— Is it taking the risk of you killing me while I sleep? nhaa.
— I will not do it.
— Who guarantees me?
— no one, it's at your own risk
Daemon stands there thinking, he was reluctant, it was a tempting proposition to sleep with her today, but what about the risks? But what about your own will? he decides to stay, but next to him he places Dark sister, he would stay, but he would not be unprotected, not next to his sweet demon of pleasure, Daemon closes his eyes to try to sleep, his body is still tense, but soon he feels a familiar warmth snuggle into his arms, maybe for a few hours, they could forget the moment they were going through, they could let their sick minds relax, they could forget the madness that was consuming them, they could truly rest and remember what they once were, Daemon and Rhaenyra, each madly in love with the other.