64 with aemond being the one unable to open his eyes <3
Aaahh yes of course, my friend!
Aemond x reader | Kiss prompts
64. Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward
The music of a crackling fire filled the air, as Aemond spun you around the empty room. Together, laughing, you had pushed the chairs back against the wall to create an open space just for the two of you.
His hand was tight on your waist, the other interlocking with your fingers. You didn't know if you were dizzier at your intimate proximity to the prince or from the way he kept insisting on twirling you, causing your skirts to flare out before they twisted to hug your legs attractively.
Aemond's eye was fixed upon your face. "You look radiant in the firelight."
He slowed until the two of you merely swayed on the spot, holding onto each other. "In moments like these I find myself wishing for my eye, the better to see you." It was rare for Aemond to mention his ever-present grief, the affliction that still festered in his heart.
In response you moved your hand, which had rested upon his shoulder, to press your thumb against his bottom lip while cupping his chin gently. You pulled, coaxing Aemond to lower his head, and touched your lips to his, molding a soft kiss. You tried to convey your love in the way your mouth moved upon his, the tender tracing of your fingers upon his jaw and up his cheek. Telling him through this lover's touch, how much you admired and wished to validate him.
With a deft movement, so familiar, you lifted the leather eyepatch off his face, revealing the sapphire that lay beneath. You broke the kiss only to place another one just beneath the gemstone eye. Aemond's face was still, peaceful, a small smile upon his slightly parted lips.
He kept his eye closed a moment, breathing in your scent, seeming to savor the feeling of having you in his arms, your hands touching him in the way he feared to crave. Moments ticked by as you continued to trace his features with delicate fingers, the only measure of time the sparking fireplace warming your back.
When Aemond did open his eye, his lilac gaze radiated such affection upon you it stole the breath from your lungs.
"I would be lost without you, Y/N." His voice was low and sweet as he tilted his head to kiss you once more.
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