Anonymous asked:
if you take nsfw/smut request: cockwarming with aemond?
Hi my lovely Anons, I get the sense some readers want me to write a cockwarming tender intimate moment fic!
Enjoy some alone time with your husband.
Aemond x fem!reader | 18+ | cockwarming | intimate fluff
The warm light from the fire caressed your bare legs as you lay upon the mattress, paging slowly through the book you read. You expected your husband to return at any moment from the meeting he'd been summoned to. Aemond was often away at council meetings now he held the position of Regent in Aegon's absence.
Aemond had been more stressed than normal of late, the responsibility lay heavy upon his shoulders, despite how well-suited he was to rule. You tried to ease his worry as best you could, offering your wisdom when he sought it, as well as relaxing him in more intimate ways. Your husband was still a young man, though he carried himself with the air of being much older, and his blood ran hot. Often, after a particularly stressful day, Aemond would find you and practically drag you back to your chambers to take you roughly against the wall, the door, the floor, anywhere he could as you desperately clung to him. He was a passionate lover, and studied your body just as well as his many history and philosophy books.
That was the reason why you had bathed tonight, donning a sheer nightgown and stretching languidly atop the bedcovers as you awaited Aemond's return. Only half your mind was paying attention to the tome you leafed through, the other half played with all the ideas of what he might have in mind for you tonight.
The door opened, letting in a waft of cooler air, as Aemond stepped through. He looked harried, though not as agitated as you had expected, his expression softening as he saw you upon the bed. "Gods be good, you are a welcome sight." He breathed, moving toward you while unbuckling his clothing.
You stretched lazily, making sure to show off the tantalizing curves of your body beneath the gauzy nightdress. Aemond's lilac eye roved across your face, dropping to take in the swell of your breasts and the dip of your waist. Stripped bare before you, his arousal was evident as his hard member pressed against his taut stomach.
Aemond slid onto the bed, urging you to face him and bringing his lips to yours as his large hands wandered your body, pulling up the hem of your dress, exposing your heating flesh to his touch. "I want to feel you, Y/N." He nuzzled into the crook of your neck, kissing down to your shoulder.
"I'm at your disposal, my king." You were breathless, hooking a leg over his waist, arching against him as you felt his hand on your skin, stroking up your stomach to knead at your breast.
His breath caught, eye dilating as he pulled you closer by your thigh against him. "Careful, my love." He kissed gently at the corner of your mouth as he lined himself to your slickening entrance. "I only play at being king, Aegon still holds that honor."
"You'll always be king to me, husband." You closed your eyes as Aemond pressed his forehead against yours, sliding into you slowly.
His breaths mingled with yours as your walls stretched to accommodate his hard girth. "You're-ah-so warm, my ember."
Aemond's fingers traced your jaw, sliding down to the contours of your throat as he fully seated himself within your heat. You tried to move your hips against him, but he stopped you with a hand at your waist. "Not yet. I wish to simply be for a moment."
The way he looked at you was reverent as he placed another kiss to your head, his dexterous fingers rubbing relaxing circles at the small of your back. You stilled against him, feeling his long cock inside you, making you so full.
"Do you wish to talk about today?" You asked gently, resting your cheek against his smooth hair as he cuddled into you.
"Hmmm, it was particularly aggravating." Aemond hummed into the crook of your neck. "I would rather enjoy the time I have with you."
He shifted to lay his weight more on you as he draped an arm over sternum, cupping the swell of your breast in his palm. You fought down the urge to moan as his member moved within your aroused cunt. His breath tickled against your chest as he sighed in contentment, your fingers carding through his long hair. As Aemond listened to the steady beating of your heart, you began twisting small braids into his silver locks.
Something must have happened today, this was unusual for Aemond. That he would prefer to cuddle as close to you as was humanly possible, warming his cock inside your womanhood, instead of fucking you into the mattress. It was plain your husband desperately needed comfort in ways only you could provide, but you certainly weren't complaining. The feel of his silken hair slipping through your fingers, his head a comforting weight atop your chest, his hand holding your breast, the feel of him inside you...it made your eyes prickle with unexpected emotion. You kissed his head again, rewarded by a soft hum, so you repeated the motion, remaining with your lips against the crown of his head for several long moments while you breathed in the scent of him.
"You are the balm to my heart, Y/N." Aemond murmured, almost too quiet to hear. "My fire."
"I will always be yours." Your voice broke slightly as you tried reigning the emotion that threatened to spill down your cheeks.
Aemond hummed again, his breathing slowly deepening. His grip on you relaxed gradually until you were sure he had fallen asleep, still buried to the hilt in your heat. You continued playing with his hair, your own eyes growing heavy, comforted to have your husband so entwined with your body.
Perhaps you would wake in the middle of the night with him still inside you. Perhaps you would take it upon yourself to finish what he had started; but for now, you would cherish this rare moment of utter vulnerability, reveling in the absolute trust Aemond had in you.
With your hands still buried in his thick shimmering hair, you rested your cheek atop his head, closing your eyes and slowly losing yourself to slumber, a faint smile upon your lips.
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