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Lucerys sighs, running a hand through his tousled, curly hair as he gathers his things. Fashion Week had just come to an end, and the entire company had been busier than ever. As CEO of Velaryon & Co., it was his responsibility to ensure every detail of the event fell perfectly into place, without a single flaw. He couldn't afford to miss a beat, especially when competing with the top-tier brands in the industry. Because of this, Lucerys spent most of his days—and nights—at the office, or even when he was home, he was buried in work inside his personal office.
Heaving a weary sigh, he pulled out his phone, eyes flicking over the string of unread texts from Aemond. His uncle-wife had sent them throughout the day, no doubt hoping for a response, but Lucerys hadn't even managed to answer one. Guilt gnawed at him as he shoved the phone into his pocket and walked briskly to the parking lot. He felt an urgency to get home, something tugging at his heart as he unlocked his car and slid inside.
The drive felt longer than usual, his mind already at home, thinking about Aemond. By the time he pulled up to their house, the night had fully settled in, a deep midnight blue blanketing the sky. Lucerys stepped out of the car, his heartbeat quickening as he hurried inside.
"Aemond?" he called softly, hoping to find him in the living room, maybe in the kitchen. But no answer came.
He slipped off his shoes, padding quietly through the house. Lucerys smiled to himself, already knowing where Aemond would likely be. Their bedroom.
He made his way upstairs and pushed the door open gently, finding exactly what he expected. There, sprawled out across their bed, Aemond lay peacefully asleep, dressed in that blue silk nightgown he loved so much. The soft material clung to his slender frame, accentuating his delicate collarbones and the curve of his thighs.
Lucerys felt a rush of warmth spread through him, his chest tightening with affection as he moved toward the bed, peeling off his coat and tie as he went. He laid them carefully beside Aemond and took a moment to drink in the sight. His eyes traced over Aemond’s features—the long lashes resting on his cheeks, his parted lips, the way his silver curly hair fanned out against the pillows.
Lucerys's breath hitched, a familiar feeling stirring in him as he recalled a conversation they'd had weeks ago, before the chaos of Fashion Week had consumed them. They had talked about starting a family—about having a baby. It had been Aemond who had brought it up, a shy yet eager look in his eyes. At the time, Lucerys had been too preoccupied with the preparations, but now, watching Aemond sleep so peacefully, the thought crept back into his mind. He carefully slid onto the bed beside Aemond, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from his husband’s face.
Lucerys leans down and presses a soft kiss to Aemond’s forehead, his lips lingering for a moment longer than usual, savoring the warmth of his wife’s skin. His fingers gently trace along the sharp lines of Aemond's face, caressing his cheeks with a feather-light touch. He can’t help but gaze at him with pure adoration, taking in every inch of his peaceful, sleeping form.
After a long moment, he lets his hand drift lower, sliding down to the hem of the nightgown. His fingers grip the fabric and slowly push it upwards, revealing more of Aemond’s pale skin. He swallows hard as his wife’s long, graceful legs come into view—legs that he loves to touch, to kiss, to hold.
Lucerys parts Aemond’s thighs gently, his breath catching when he sees his husband’s bare pussy in front of him, pink and glistening. The sight alone has his cock straining against his trousers, throbbing in anticipation. A curse slips from his lips, low and rough, as he reaches down to unbuckle his belt. His hands are quick but deliberate, loosening his pants enough to give his aching cock some much-needed relief.
His eyes never leave Aemond’s cunt, mesmerized by how perfect it looks, how it seems to be just for him. With three swift movements, he unbuttons the top of his dress shirt, exposing his toned chest before settling himself comfortably between Aemond’s legs. The room feels quieter now, more intimate, as Lucerys leans in, licking his lips in anticipation.
He carefully parts Aemond’s pussy lips with his thumbs, spreading them open to reveal the wetness that waits for him. Without hesitation, he dips his head lower and slides his tongue over Aemond’s slick folds, starting at the hole and trailing up to the sensitive clit. The taste of his wife’s arousal fills his mouth, sweet and intoxicating, making his head spin. Lucerys closes his eyes, letting himself sink into the sensation, the warmth and wetness overwhelming his senses.
His tongue moves slowly at first, savoring every moment as he licks and sucks on Aemond’s clit, his movements growing more confident as he feels Aemond’s body respond. The steady rise and fall of Aemond’s breathing becomes more erratic, a clear sign that Lucerys is pulling him from the depths of sleep.
Lucerys doesn’t stop. His tongue flicks over the swollen bud, teasing and tasting, drawing out soft sighs from Aemond’s parted lips. He glances up, wanting to see the expression on his wife’s face. Aemond’s peaceful, serene look is now replaced by a slight frown, his brow furrowing as his breathing turns heavier, more labored. The pleasure is pulling him into consciousness, the soft, unconscious moans turning more frequent.
Lucerys groans against Aemond's cunt, the vibrations sending shivers through his husband's body. His hands grip Aemond's thighs, holding them in place as he continues to feast, his tongue delving deeper, exploring every fold, every inch of his wife's sweetness.
Aemond stirs, a soft whimper escaping him as his hips instinctively push forward, seeking more of Lucerys's mouth. The frown on his face deepens as his body comes alive with pleasure, dragging him from the haze of sleep.
Finally, Aemond's eye flutter open, his breath hitching as he registers the heat between his legs. "Lucerys..." he breathes, voice hoarse and thick with arousal. His fingers twitch, gripping the sheets as he looks down to see Lucerys between his thighs, the sight alone making his body tremble.
Lucerys pulls back just enough to meet Aemond's half-lidded gaze, a wicked smile curling on his lips. “Morning, my love,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire, the huskiness of his tone vibrating against Aemond’s skin. He kisses his cheeks and licks his wife’s bite mark on his gland. Aemond barely has a moment to respond before Lucerys dives back in, hungry and determined, licking a slow, deliberate path from Aemond’s entrance to his clit.
Lucerys flattens his tongue, lapping at the sensitive bud before gently sliding his middle finger into Aemond’s wet, welcoming heat. The slickness makes it easy for his finger to glide inside, and he can feel Aemond’s body tremble in response. A muffled moan escapes Aemond’s lips, his hips involuntarily rising off the bed to meet Lucerys’s touch.
Lucerys grins against Aemond’s flesh, adding another finger, then a third, the heat between them intensifying as he pumps them slowly in and out. His mouth never leaves Aemond’s clit, sucking and licking with an almost desperate fervor, the taste of his husband's arousal driving him wild. Aemond’s pussy is swollen and puffy now from all the attention, glistening with arousal, and Lucerys pulls away for a moment to admire the sight of his fingers moving in and out, coated with Aemond’s wetness.
“Look at you,” Lucerys murmurs, his voice thick with pride and lust. “So wet for me.” He leans down to take one last, lingering lick of Aemond’s pussy, savoring the taste before pulling his fingers out with a slick sound. Aemond whimpers at the sudden emptiness, but Lucerys is already moving.
Standing up beside the bed, Lucerys quickly sheds the rest of his clothes, his pants and boxers falling to the floor in a crumpled heap. His cock is painfully hard, the head already glistening with pre-cum. He wraps a hand around his length, stroking it slowly as he stares down at Aemond’s pliant, submissive form. The way Aemond lies there, thighs spread, his chest rising and falling with labored breaths, makes Lucerys feel like he could come just from watching.
But that’s not what he wants. He wants more. He wants to be inside his husband, to feel Aemond’s warmth wrapped around him.
Lucerys climbs back onto the bed, positioning himself over Aemond. His hands press into the mattress on either side of Aemond’s head as he hovers above him, his cock poised at Aemond’s entrance. He can feel Aemond’s breath on his neck, soft and shaky, and when he meets Aemond’s eye, they are glazed with lust and anticipation.
“Are you ready for me?” Lucerys whispers, his voice low and rough.
Aemond bites his lip, nodding breathlessly. “Please, Lucerys… I need you.”
That’s all the encouragement Lucerys needs. He presses forward slowly, the tip of his cock breaching Aemond’s tight entrance, and they both let out a moan at the feeling. Aemond’s body tenses briefly, but then relaxes as Lucerys pushes in deeper, inch by inch, until he’s fully seated inside.
“Gods, my love, you feel so good,” Lucerys groans, his head falling forward as he drinks in the warmth and tightness surrounding him. He gives Aemond a moment to adjust, but his restraint quickly fades, the need to move overwhelming him.
He pulls back slightly before thrusting in again, his pace quickly becoming rough and fast, his moans echoing in the room. Aemond gasps, his body rocking beneath Lucerys with each powerful thrust. His hands grasp at the sheets, eyes closing as pleasure courses through him.
“L-Lucerys…” Aemond moans, his voice high and breathless. “You—you're so deep.”
Lucerys lets out a low growl, thrusting harder in response. “You take me so well, love,” he rasps, his lips brushing Aemond’s ear. “I’ve missed this. Missed you.”
“M-missed you too,” Aemond whimpers, his nails digging into Lucerys’s back as the intensity builds. Each thrust pushes Aemond closer to the edge, his body arching against Lucerys’s as waves of pleasure ripple through him.
“You’re mine,” Lucerys growls into his ear, his pace relentless. “All mine. You were made for me.”
Aemond gasps, his eyes fluttering open as he looks up at Lucerys, breathless and dazed. "Y-Yes... all yours, love."
Hearing those words makes something snap inside Lucerys. His thrusts become almost punishing in their intensity, his breath ragged as he chases his release. "Come for me," Lucerys growls, his hand sliding down between their bodies to rub Aemond's swollen clit. "Come on my cock, my sweet."
The command sends Aemond spiraling. His body tenses, eyes squeezing shut as his orgasm crashes over him. He cries out, back arching as the pleasure overwhelms him, his cunt squeezing Lucerys's cock in rhythmic pulses.
Lucerys moans loudly, the sensation of Aemond's release tipping him over the edge. He thrusts deep one last time, spilling inside Aemond with a guttural groan. His hips stutter as he empties himself into his husband, the warmth of his release filling Aemond completely.
For a long moment, they stay like that, bodies trembling in the aftermath, their breaths mingling in the quiet room. Lucerys slowly lowers himself onto Aemond, their sweaty bodies pressed together as they come down from their high.
Aemond wraps his arms around Lucerys, pulling him closer, and they lie there in silence, his husband’s cock is still inside him, their hearts beating in sync as they hold each other.
“Finally, you’re home,” his voice strained, but a soft smile tugged in his lips. "I love you," Aemond whispers, his voice soft and content.
Lucerys smiles, pressing a kiss to Aemond's temple. "I love you too, my beautiful wife."
Aemond's eyes flutter shut at Lucerys' words, a soft laugh escaping him. “I’m not your wife,” he murmurs, though there’s no real protest in his voice. He leans into the kiss, allowing himself to melt into Lucerys’ embrace, the warmth of his husband's arms a comfort he craves more than he would ever admit.
Lucerys hums, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “Husband, then,” he concedes, his hand drifting down from Aemond’s waist to rest over his stomach. His thumb brushes gently across the smooth skin there, thoughtfully. “One day, maybe… we’ll fill this space. Have a little one running around the house.”
Aemond’s breath catches, and he opens his eyes, meeting Lucerys’ gaze. He can see the sincerity in those soft brown eyes, the hope and longing in them. It’s a conversation they’ve had before, in passing, always tentative. But now, in this quiet moment, it feels more real, more possible.
“You want that?” Aemond whispers, his voice barely audible.
Lucerys nods, his hand resting a little firmer on Aemond’s belly. “I do. With you, Aemond. I want it all. A family, a future… everything.”
Aemond’s heart flutters in his chest, a wave of emotion rising within him. The thought of a child—a life they could create together—fills him with an odd mix of fear and excitement. It’s terrifying, the idea of bringing a child into their world, with all its uncertainties and challenges. But at the same time, it feels right. The thought of them sharing something so precious, a part of them both…
He swallows, his hand covering Lucerys’ over his stomach. “Then… we’ll make it happen,” he whispers, his voice thick with emotion. “One day.”
Lucerys smiles, leaning down to press another kiss to Aemond’s temple, lingering there as he breathes in the familiar scent of his omega. “One day,” he echoes, his lips brushing against Aemond’s skin.
For a long moment, they remain like that—wrapped up in each other, the world outside their embrace fading into the background. In this moment, it’s just them, their love, and the promise of a future that feels brighter than ever. And for the first time in a long while, Aemond allows himself to believe that they might just get everything they dream of.