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The car screeched to a halt in the driveway, windows frosting over from the icy winds from a blizzard battering the earth around them. Snow and ice covered the landscape for as far as the eye could see, slippery and dangerous.
"Are you sure he won't mind me staying tonight?" Rhaenyra asked as she closed Rhaenas car door, gazing up at the house looming tall overhead. Pulling her coat closer, the blizzard whirled overhead, snow falling to dust along her eyelashes and pinking the tip of her nose. Her bared knees in her skirt began to shiver against the wind, making Rhaenyra second guess her choice of outfit for the day.
"It's totally fine. You're like dads favourite person. He always values your input and opinions in class and raves about how intelligent you are." Rhaena assured ushering Rhaenyra to the front door to escape the freezing winds.
Once inside out of the wind Rhaenyra sighed a breath of relief, blowing warm air onto her pink tinged fingertips. The door firmly shut behind them as Rhaenyra began to undo the buttons on her coat slowly while Rhaena made for the base of the staircase and bellowed, "Dad im home!"
As Rhaena took Rhaenyras coat and scarf footsteps sounded down the staircase and she turned to face the oncoming footsteps. Coming face to face with Daemon, her Valyrian Linguistics professor.
"Hey honey, welcome home and.... Miss Targaryen?" he greeted, a soft smile crossing his devilishly handsome face. His silver hair slicked back with only a piece dangling across his forehead in front of his eyes, still wearing a suit from the days classes and lectures.
"Dad, you remember Rhaenyra, right?" Rhaena prompted, "Her car got snowed in and theres no way for her to get home tonight, safely. So, I told her to come crash here where its safe and warm." Daemon gave a nod, turning his attention to Rhaenyra who felt her knees quake under his intense gaze. Rhaenyra could never look away from Daemon when she was standing in the same room. Nothing could coax her attention away easily.
"Of course, I remember Rhaenyra. Shes one of my best students." he says, leaning over to place a kiss on Rhaenas cheek.
"Hi Mister Targaryen. I'm sorry for the intrusion." Rhaenyra greeted, shyly twisting her fingers together, a nervous habit.
"Daemon, please. You are not my student within my own home. You are Rhaenas friend and my guest." he tried to calm and reassure, continuing to watch Rhaenyra with a gentle gaze, "And it's no trouble. I'd rather you safe here than trying to work your way through the blizzard."
"Ill go get you some clothes to borrow." Rhaena disappeared in a whirlwind up the stairs, leaving Rhaenyra alone i the presence of Daemon.
"Still thanks for letting me stay mis-.... Daemon. I really appreciate it." He just smiled, his expression reaching his eyes in a youthful gaze. He slid his hands into the pockets of his pants, shifting his weight to lean against one leg, his eyes dropping, looking away to trace around the room.
Was he nervous? Rhaenyra watched his composure shift, wondering could have ruffled his calm exterior so suddenly.
"Baela should be home a little later. She had a club meet she couldn't get out of." Daemon explained. "I'm making pizza for dinner so i hope you're hungry."
Rhaenyra watched his broad shoulders as he walked down the long-darkened hallway towards what she believed to be the kitchen, biting her lip between her teeth as she watched him vanish.
Rhaenyra really couldn't pinpoint the moment, the moment when she had ceased watching him as just a student, and instead began to eye him off in the hopes he would gaze at her with the desire she held.
During one particular lecture, Rhaenyra found herself so distracted by the way Daemon would stand beside his desk, letting his hip rest against the wood as he would direct attention to the board to his right. The way his shirt would strain against muscle hidden from view, the buttons pulled taut across his chest, his lips flaring as he would become more and more passionate as he spoke. How she envisioned him pushing her onto her back onto the desk, spreading her legs and burying his face in her naked cunt.
The way he would have to hunch over to talk to her one on one. How easy would it be for him to crowd her against the whiteboards, wrap her legs around his waist and press into her?
Breaking from her daydream Rhaenyra made towards the living room, taking her phone out of her skirt pocket to dial to let her parents know she wouldn't be home and that she was safe, explaining the blizzard left her stranded but that Rhaena offered for her to board at their place for the night. Sending a kiss to her siblings, Rhaenyra hung up the phone and made towards the kitchen to offer any help but was interceded by Rhaena who looped her arm through Rhaenyras and pulled her towards the library, explaining a tour was needed while her father "did what he did best and kept everyone out of the kitchen".
"Dad enjoys cooking and never wants any help. Trust me, I try." Rhaena explained while walking Rhaenyra around the corridors, pointing out paintings and fixtures.
Dinner served Infront of a fire, conversation flowed between Daemon and Rhaenyra, Rhaena chiming in but mostly focusing on the food, devouring her fourth slice of pizza where Rhaenyra had managed two amoungst all the conversation. They kept staring at each other, Daemons eyes tracing Rhaenyras movements as she would smile, shyly avert her gaze to focus on the table or how her eyes would flit to meet Rhaenas and laugh as she said something funny to the silver haired beauty.
"Its nice to have actual conversation for a change. My daughters much prefer scrolling through their phones than talking to their dear old dad." Daemon teased, earning a bread roll thrown at him in jest. Daemon laughed, his eyes wondering back to meet Rhaenyras as she watched the interaction between Daemon and Rhaena.
"It's been alot of fun. I've enjoyed listening to your stories of travelling and your time at college." Rhaenyra blushed under his gaze. She smiled warmly; a smile Daemon found to be very beautiful in the firelight.
Shortly after dinner finished, Rhaenyra and Rhaena felt the hours catch up to them and exhaustion flooded Rhaenyras muscles, making her yawn as she stood from the dining room table. Rhaena stood, patting her satisfied belly as she stretched long and lean, sighing in relief.
"Why dont you two go get some rest? It's been a long day and a warm cozy bed sounds good right about now." Daemon suggested, assuring he would clear the plates and the girls should go get some rest. Rhaena took Rhaenyras hand and dragged her from the dining room, up the staircase to a room prepared for Rhaenyra to spend the night in. With a quick hug the pair separated, Rhaena skipping off to her room while Rhaenyra entered the stunning bedroom, clicking the door closed behind her.
After changing in a silk set Rhaena gave for her to use, Rhaenyra looped her jacket over her shoulders but left the zipper loose. Deciding to keep her feet bare, Rhaenyra wondered into the hallway from the room she was staying in, her soft footsteps padding against the polished wood as she walked around the halls taking in the carved detailing intricate wooden trim around the doorways and lining the ceiling. Ever since she was little Rhaenyra always struggled to sleep in new places, so even with her muscles crying out for rest, Rhaenyra knew she would just be staring up at the ceiling.
Coming down into the empty, eerily quiet living room, Rhaenyra padded over to the giant picturesque window, her mouth falling open to gasp as she peered out into the blizzard covered yard outside. There she stood, gazing out, watching the snow flurries fall to the ground in unique patterns, the wind twisting and turning snowflakes as they floated to the ground. Her arms folded across her chest as she studied, watching the snow fall in almost a trance.
"Is everything ok?" A strong velvet voice sounded from behind her.
Turning on her heel, Rhaenyra was met with Daemons concerned stance, slowly walking towards her. "Oh! Yeah! Sorry. I just love watching the snow and couldn't quite sleep yet. I hoped it would help lull me to sleep." she stuttered under his gaze.
Daemon offered a quiet, "Its lovely." As he came to stand near the window, just behind Rhaenyras shoulder. He joined her, the time ticking by as they stood watching the snow storm.
She stood with her back to him by the window, peering out the glass at the snow capped land scape of rolling hills and trees under the crisp white blanket, the ambience of the wind circling outside. Turning from the window Rhaenyra met Daemons eyes, about to speak when exhaustion rolled through her muscles.
With a smile she let out a yawn, her hand reaching to covering mouth as she stretched. And as her back arched in an elegant stretch her sleeping top began to ride up her smooth stomach, the hem riding up to show the underside of her breast and a hint of the pink of her nipples.
Daemon swallowed tightly as he turned away, the pooling beneath his pants warming, the straining against his structured pants becoming painful the longer he thought about running his lips along the soft skin of her breas-
"Well ill go get some rest. Ill see you in the morning Daemon." Rhaenyra blinked, her arms folding across her chest, hoping Daemon didnt just see that. Throwing an embarrassed smile his way Rhaenyra made for the staircase, racing up the stairs without looking back/
Rounding the door into her room Rhaenyra paused, pressing her back against the door firmly, shaky breaths exhaling from her lungs as she realised what just happened. She hadn't meant for her top to ride up, but seeing the darkened expression that crossed Daemons face, his eyes taking in every piece of skin of her breast that he could see, left her heart pounding.
Biting her lip she smiled, his reaction giving her more than she bargained for as she waltzed back upstairs towards her room, his gaze lingering on her mind.
He was just checking on her.
Thats all it was.
It was the blizzard, and she was staying in a strange house, Daemon reasoned with himself as he came to stop in front of the bedroom door where Rhaenyra was sleeping. Carefully he grasped the handle, swallowing as he wrestled with himself wondering if this was a good idea.
He propped the door open ajar just slightly, listening for sounds that she was asleep. But upon hearing silence first Daemon heard a groan coming from within the room.
He was concerned after hearing her groan. He was a father hearing a young woman in distress.
It had nothing to do with how she looked at him, how her top rose across her taut stomach, or how she didn't seem to mind his looking at her breasts. It had nothing to do with how her long legs in her skirt made him want to trace along her skin with his lips from ankle to the very top where her skirt hid from view.
Stepping into the room Daemon let the door close quietly behind him, his eyes adjusting to the dimmed light of the room, able to make out Rhaenyras shape on the bed.
As he approached the side of the bed, he noticed the covers kicked down to her ankles, making him wonder if she was too warm or if the covers were too itchy? He watched her sigh in her sleep, stretching her toes out content as long creamy legs stretched across the covers. Following up her top had risen to expose the smooth skin of her belly, falling to just brush against her under bust.
Before he realised what he was doing, Daemons hand reached out, fingers gliding along the soft skin along her belly, tracing the hem that lay just under her breasts, keeping them from view.
"Mmm daemon..." He froze, hovering near the warmth of her skin, waiting, watching to see if she awoke more.
Was she dreaming of him?
With a sigh, she shifted in her sleep, her arms reaching to stretch above her head, cradling against her crown. Her shoulders bunching the straps, pulling the top to ride high up along her breasts, exposing them to the chilly nighttime air. Her breasts highlighted in the moonlight, perked and plump full breast, with perfect pink dusted nipples. Daemons tongue darted out =, wetting his lips as he watched the gentle slope of her breathing and the rise, perking her breasts out further.
His fingers trailed up from her navel, circling around the taut pink bud, pebbling under his touch.
"Rhaenyra?" He whispered, leaning down against his palm resting against the side of the bed. His body bent at the waist as his fingers gently trailed against her soft, supple skin. Her body stretched against his touch as her eyes fluttered open, peering against the darkness to find his shape carved in the dull moonlight from outside.
"Mister Targaryen?" She murmured, her voice layered with the daze of stirring awake, bleary-eyed and confused gazing up as he stood over the side of the bed. She had to be dreaming, right? This was a dream. Following his gaze Rhaenyra realised her breast were exposed and made to cover them and apologise, but Daemons fingers brushed against her hand, halting her movements.
"It's Daemon, Rhaenyra." He murmurs, a smile on his lips. She likes him like this, she thinks to herself as an ache began to swell within her cunt, her thighs rubbing together to try and alleviate the pressure building.
"What are you doing?" Even though it was abundantly clear, Rhaenyra wanted to hear the words. She no longer felt groggy, full awake, watching Daemons hand brush against her skin, his calloused finger catching against her nipple leaving her feeling a tingle along her skin. She quells a moan building in her chest when he tugs on the nipple.
"Taking what we both want." he teases, bending to lean closer to her face.
Before Rhaenyra could question further Daemon leant over and with the breath of his lips against hers Rhaenyra was gone. Capturing her pout between his lips, long sensual strokes of his lips against hers in a searing kiss. His knee propped against the bed, sagging the mattress under his weight as his weight supported, hovering over her, by his palms splayed either side of her body.
"Finally." She whispered against his lips, pushing the shoulders of his jacket off, the jacket thrown off into a pile off the side of the bed. He came to kneel fulling on the bed beside her legs, her knees bent slightly as she pushed herself up off the bed to meet the stroke of his mouth against her own.
Daemon halted for a moment, hearing footsteps just outside the door.
"Dad?"
Daemon paused as Rhaenyra stammered underneath him, looking from her bared chest to the door, but Daemon soothed her fears, kissing at her temple as he pressed closer to her body.
"Shh, just keep quiet." Rhaenyra nearly balked as Daemon pinched her nipple rolling in between the pads of his fingers. His knee shifted between her knees to support his weight, his thigh bumping against her clothed cunt.
"Quiet?" She whispered, her voice stuttered against her erratic breathes, his mouth connected to her nipple. Sucking on it, teeth tugging, rolling the sensitive nub. His nips at the skin around the nipple had she worried he might leave a bruise but felt so fucking good in the moment that with one tug back into his mouth, she no longer cared.
"I'm in here Rhaena. I was taking a shower, somethings wrong with mine." He called outed, his voice even as he continued to lav at Rhaenyra nipple, tugging it between his teeth before blowing cold air onto the bud, causing it to tighten under his gaze before stroking it with his tongue. Rhaenyra whimpered quietly against his ministrations, holding her fingers to her mouth in an attempt to silence the noises threatening to escape her lips.
"All good! I'm just going to collect Baela. Her car broke down and the nearest ubers wont travel this far." Rhaena continued, the faint jingle of key rattling within her palm.
"Ok sweetheart. Drive carefully." Daemon responded as Rhaenyra felt her hips begin to uncontrollably rock against his thigh, clutching at his hair as her body quivered under his touch.
"Where's Rhaenyra? is everything ok?" Rhaenyra accidentally let out an unrestrained moan, low enough that Rhaena couldn't hear her but still caused Rhaenyra to clamp her hand across her mouth, her other hand tangling within Daemons hair pulling his mouth closer to her nipple.
"I put her in another room. I could tell she wanted more of a view and thought she might like it." His tongue darted out, hardened as it flicked the pebbled nipple as he continued to roll it between his fingers. Biting her lip to stifle the whimpers once his other hand trailed up to play with her other breast. Rhaenyra stretched in a silent moan, her back arching pushing her breast further against Daemons ministrations.
"All good. If she asks where I am just let her know I'll be back in a couple of hours, or I'll see her at breakfast." Hearing Rhaenas response, everything within Rhaenyra clenched at the idea of this lasting for hours. Alone and unrestrained. Hours of Daemons touch against her skin. The idea made her weak, a whimpering mess against the cushioned mattress. Daemon didn't answer, just listening to Rhaena footsteps disappear from the hallway as he continued to brush and suckle at Rhaenyras skin, the faint smell of her tropical body wash filling his senses as his nose brushed against the soft skin of her breast.
Faintly Rhaenyra could hear the sound of closing doors and a far-off sound of a car starting and knowing they were all alone, Rhaenyra was lost. When one of Daemons hands found her thigh, gripping the muscle the bend her leg up around his hip and his thigh grazed against her clit causing her to moan loudly, her skin warmed under his touch, tingling with every sensual stroke against her bared skin.
Nipping at the sensitive skin around her nipple, his lips slowly trailed along her breastbone, following the long line of her throat to meet her lips in a hungry, desperate kiss. Her tongue slid along the seam of his mouth, tangling with his as his lips parted, stroking against each other. Hands found their way along her arms to dust along her shoulders, pushing the thin straps of the top to fall down her arms and Daemon pulled the top down further, leaving her bared her chest completely to his gaze.
"Now we are alone. I plan to make you scream." he murmured, a wickedly low breath, humid against the shell of her ear. Pushing up from the bed, he removed his shirt, slowly unbuttoning to reveal the pale muscular form hidden beneath his suits each day, a pale dusting of hair across his pecks and a thin line from his belly button, disappearing into the band of his pants. Her hand reached out, trailing along his stomach muscles in a pattern Rhaenyra yearned to trace with her tongue. The light strokes of the pads of her fingers clenching his muscles as she reached to place her palm across his chest, feeling his heart beating fast beneath his ribs.
With quick fluid movements Daemon removed the top over the swell of her hips along with Rhaenyras shorts and underwear, leaving her fully naked underneath him. His fingers dance along the ladder of her ribs, his mouth incessant as he bites her neck, moving his way down along her chest to her stomach, reaching her naval.
Attempting to gain friction against her throbbing clit, Rhaenyra tried to grind against his clothed thigh, but Daemons hands took hold of her hips, pinning her to the bed under him, His lips found the soft skin of her lower belly, sucking the sensitive skin of her hip bones and along the curve of her thigh to the top of her mound. A small tuft of slightly curled hair covered the top of her slit, where he slides a finger through and down the seam to the lips of her slickened entrance.
"You're so wet already." He said, and all Rhaenyra could do was moan watching him bring his finger to his tongue, licking up the gathered slick from his finger. He pulled back for a moment, moving off the bed, only to strip his pants and underwear, the buckle of his belt hitting the ground with a thud before he resumed his position, his hands trailing the backs of her thighs as her knees bent with his touch.
"You've been wanting this for a while." He cooed as he kissed along her inner thigh, bringing her legs up to perch on his shoulders, leaving Rhaenyra exposed and spread beneath him. His warm breath coupled against the chilled air brushed against her soaking folds, enough to make her want to buck her hips to alleviate some of the pressure.
"Yes, yes, yes i need it." Rhaenyra near wailed just as his fingers brushed from her navel, reaching down to press against her clit, rubbing it in small circles. Daemon dragged his tongue across the seam of her cunt, gently coaxing her folds apart with his fingers to reveal her pink throbbing clit to his eager gaze. His tongue darted out, kissing against her folds until it found her clit and with a single suck against it, Rhaenyra lets out a strangled cry. A shuddering series of breaths catches in her throat, breaths that become harder and harder to chase as his tongue presses and flicks against the swollen bundle of nerves, her breathing becoming harder with each pass.
Their eyes meet as Rhaenyra watches him, between her thighs, face buried deep within her cunt, the euphoria of watching him feast on her, the wet sounds of his tongue against her clit intoxicating. She isnt sure how this feeling could possibly be any better. But she watches a smirk perk the corners of his mouth and her eyes focus on his, her breath catching as she feels him slide a finger into her cunt. Followed by a second. The slip of his fingers working inside her, stretching her out is enough to coax the building orgasm out of her, sending her careening
But even as the china fine orgasm breaks and she feels the clench of her muscles, a moan tearing from her throat, Daemon doesnt stop. He continues to lap at her clit, his long fingers thrusting inside her, riding through her peak only for him to continue to work her, preventing her from coming back down. Her hand reaches to tangle in his hair to find purchase as her hips begin to grind against his mouth. She wanted to plead for him to stop but as another peak began to build, the pressure warming as her muscles began to shake, all Rhaenyra could do was whimper with how everything felt so good.
As the intensity of the combined orgasms began to fade, her moans slowly replaced with heavy breathing as she felt her shaking legs propping on the bed either side of Daemons hips. All she could do was pant as she felt Daemons hand brush against her cheek, calling her clouded eyes to his. Her hand trailed along his arm to his shoulder, bracing as she reached up and brushed her lips against his own trembling, slick coated lips. She could taste herself, smell her own spend across his face but that just made her kiss him more, trailing soft kisses against his lips as she felt him drag the head of his cock through her folds, coating himself in her arousal.
Her eyes peered down, watching the bulbous tip of his cock running through her folds. She caught sight of him and fuck! He was big. Long and girthy, with a faint blue vein running along the entire length of his cock, a vein that Rhaenyra was desperate to follow with her tongue. Her mouth gapped a little watching him position, the feel of him pressing against her, notching against her entrance with a tight but not unpleasant pressure.
"Perfect girl, taking my cock like this." All she can do is whimper underneath him at the overwhelming foreign feel of him rendering her incapable of speech as she mouthed nonsense against his shoulder. She could feel his hips cant into hers, pushing his cock further into her as he hissed, cupping her cheek to hold her gaze firm to his, waiting for the moment to watch her eyes as he full sheathed himself in her cunt.
Pulling his face closer to her own, Rhaenyras tongue brushed along his lip before words managed to whisper against his lips. "You feel so good." She managed to gasp as he fully sheathed himself inside her, the feeling of complete fullness sparking pleasure in her lower belly, her breath catching in her throat as her muscles twitched around his cock as they adjusted to his size.
His hand moved to her arse cheek, holding her hip steady against him as he began to pull out and push back in, the drag and pressure when his thrust became more steady left little for Rhaenyra do be able to do other than moan into his shoulder and cling to his back, feeling his pace increase slowly as he would groan into her ear.
Her hips moved to connect against his, the rolling movements unsteady from the intensity of her previous orgasms, as his hips met hers repeating in rhythm that had him canting into her with a pace that left Rhaenyra incapable of speech. The glide of his cock against her walls was smooth with slick, long thrusts driving into her, pulling out just enough that the tip rest against her entrance before slamming back into her. His hands remained viced against her hips, keeping her back arched off the bed, angling her hips to meet his as he thrust into her.
Riding through another orgasm Rhaenyra steadied her breathing as Daemon pushed forward, his cock reaching deep within her, hitting a spot that threatened to make her howl. Resting against his heels Daemon captured her right leg by her ankle, fingers pressing into the soft curve of her foot, and hooked it high over his shoulder before bending forward to capture her lips. His pace becomes intense, rutting into her so deeply, his strokes made faster by how slick she was, left from the lost count of orgasms he had inspired.
She was still so sensitive, swollen she would even guess, from the peaks, with each thrust he would grind into her, leaving her unbearably full. And as her peak began to build, he merely pounded her through it, pressing his lips to hers and swallowed her whimpers as clung to him, her muscles clenching around his shaft. As she began to soften with her muscles going limp, his brutal pace, slapping skin against skin as he chased his release, their bodies meeting again and again until he let out one guttural moan and his lips continued to take hers, kissing and nipping and breathing heavily as his thrusts peaked and then he collapsed against her shoulder.
As he began to soften inside her, Rhaenyra could feel the warm, beautiful painting of her insides from his release as his now expended body collapsed against her own, chest heaving in sync with her breathing. Her fingers brushed through the sweat soaked strands at the base of his head, content to cling to him in bliss as they both came down, his breath ticking against her neck.
Rhaenyra would have been content to lay connected for a little longer but with a groan Daemon pulled out and he pulled away, padding across the floor to the bathroom reappearing with a damp wash cloth in hand. She was confused for a moment watching him but when he knelt on the edge of the bed and began to clean between her legs she shied, not used to that level of care. While he cleaned himself off, she slid her underwear back in place and pulled the silky sleeping top over her head, the garment a little big on her as the scoop of the neckline kept dropping dangerously low, the bottom reaching the brush against the flat of her stomach above her belly button.
Settling back into the bed under the covers, her head resting against a pillow, Rhaenyra was surprised when Daemon climbed in next to her, albeit still naked, instead of returning to his own room. Instead, he laid down next to her, shoulder to shoulder, his warm skin tantalizing as it brushes against her own.
"That was..." she says in a breathy voice, the stars not yet cleared from her vision as she lay under the comforter next to him.
Daemon looked over at her and smiled, a warm flutter settling in her chest at his young his smile made him look. "Sleep, my dear." he soothed, running a finger along her cheek, pushing a strand of sticky hair behind her ear. "We can talk in the morning."
Rolling onto her side, Daemon wrapped his arms around her waist, dragging her body close to his as he buried his nose into her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. Her eyes closed content as she feels him place kisses along her shoulder, gentle before his breathing evened out and they both lulled into exhausted slumber, wrapped around each other.
A few hours passed and Daemon awoke before Rhaenyra, still tangled around her, his leg propped between her own, feet tangled together. The room had darkened with the shifting of the moon away from the window, but he could still make out her shape in the darkness and the faint amount of light emitting through the window.
Her hip shifted and Daemon is made aware just how close her arse was pressed against his cock, her movements pressing firmer against him causing the tension to grow in his muscles and his cock starts to grow aroused and hard. She sighs in her sleep, the sound within the silent room making his cock twitch, resting between her arse cheeks comfortably, slotting perfectly between the globes of her firm muscles.
Daemon ran a hand along her soft thigh, the supple skin silky beneath the pads of his fingers. His fingers traced along the edge of her underwear along her thigh and swell of her cheek, running back and forth in the hopes of coaxing her gently from slumber. Placing soft kisses to her bared shoulder, whispering against her neck as he felt her shift, moaning softly.
“I thought you wanted sleep.” she whispered teasingly, stirring awake as her back arched, pushing her arse back against him more. She could feel his hand move between her thighs.
“After.” Daemon growled against her skin, nibbling at the delicate skin below her ear, earning muffled moans as her desire began to pool. Reaching down between her thighs, his long fingers worked to slide her underwear to the side, seeking the folds hidden. It didnt take much to discover the wet folds, dangerously slickened against his fingers. He groaned, burying his face into her neck for a moment before he withdrew his fingers. Daemon couldn't wait any longer.
“What if they're back?” Rhaenyra moaned, feeling his hips shift closer, his member jutting out to press between her thighs, dripping at the tip. He lifted her leg, hooking his arm under her knee to hold her spread wide open for him to slide between her slickened folds. He slapped her clit with the tip of his cock, and Rhaenyra mewled out his name, whispering soft yeses under her breath.
"They arnt, we would know.” And with that Daemon slowly slid into her earning a gasp as he buried his nose into her neck. She gripped the mattress under her fingers, biting her lip to contain the scream.
“Fuck.” she hissed, taking a sharp breath in as he fully sheathed in her. Something about the angle or she must be swollen because she felt extremely sensitive, so sensitive she clung to the sheets, tightly fisting them as her muscle shifted to fit around his girth.
“Such a mouth on you," he whispered seductively in her ear, taking the lobe between teeth, “You drive me crazy.”
Her breathes rattled in her chest, arching against daemon her head resting on his chest. His hand brushed along her abdomen along the silky skin to cup her breast, exposed from the nightgown that had fallen down her shoulders. His hips continued to roll into her, long languished thrust torturous as his shaft dragged against her clit at just the right angle enough to make her whimper with each grazing thrust. The whimpering clench around his cock made him groan but he didn't stop as he palmed at her breast, rolling the taut bud between his fingers, pebbling it to the cold night air.
His hand descended lower from her breast and pressed into the soft flesh of her lower belly, pressing at the point where Rhaenyra could feel his cock inside her, pressing firmly inciting a moan to escape loudly from her lips, her head tilting back against his chest, resting against his shoulder, exposing the long white column of her neck. His arm wrapped to cradle around her head, his hand resting against her forehead and he moaned against her temple before his lips met her neck once again, nipping, and kissing, and breathing into her as his thrusts searched deeper, grinding against her with every move, hips colliding with hips.
"Dont stop." She keened as her hand reached to grip onto the wrist around the top of her head, pulling it down to meet her lips as her lips to drop kisses into the sweaty skin of his wrist, tangling her fingers into his own then bringing the clasped hands to her chest.
"Never, sweet girl." he groaned, tugging at the lobe of her ear with his teeth.
Feeling her tightening walls against his shaft Daemon knew she was close, and he wanted to watch her face as her climax hit. Daemon shifted to position between her legs, the leg he held anchored over his arm now pulled around his waist along with her other leg, continuing his punishing pace as he thrust deeper, bottoming out to sheath inside her cunt before pulling out and thrusting back into her with force again and again. Rhaenyras fingers dug into the muscles across his back, pulling his body against her, his lips finding her neck, kissing and biting the skin along the column of her throat. Daemons hands found hers and pulled her arms above her head, anchoring them there with his own, the muscles of her chest and arms pulling long and taut, arching her back off the bed. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, nipples brushing against his firm chest with each movement.
Her chest was heaving against his, they were both damp with sweat, her heels dug into his arse, urging him forward as he thrust.
"Are you going to come for me again, sweet girl?" He muttered against her skin, lips running along her jaw as he pressed her tight against his body, his chest against her flush. Her fingers clung around his hands, unable to do anything except nod her response against his skin. Her lips buried into the base of his throat, sucking at the skin until she traced to reach the bop of his Adams apple and nipped at the skin as he swallowed, eliciting a heavy moan to rip from his throat as he thrusted once, twice then his pace staggers as he pushed deeper into her soft body, his release coming with a rumbling groan vibrating through his chest.
A wrecked moan tore from Rhaenyras throat as she came, shuddering against Daemon with spasms through her muscles. Even through her peak Daemon kept rocking into her even as he began to slacken, feeling her quiver around him as her release began to teeter off, leaving her shaking against him.
His hands released hers, fingers brushing against sweat soaked skin as her arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling into a long, slow kiss, sensual licks against his mouth that left them breathless when they pulled apart. She smiled against his lips, taking his bottom lip between her own, sucking on it gently as he groaned.
Falling onto his back, Daemon pulled her into his chest, tightly wrapping his arms around her as she buried into his side, arm strewn across her chest, hand clutched against his shoulder. He couldnt help but watch her drift content into sleep, how unfairly pretty she looked, skin glistening with sweat, cheeks reddened, hair knotted and sticking to the skin along her forehead and shoulders. He reached out and tucked a piece of her behind her ear before placing a kiss to her brow, closing his eyes and falling asleep with his lips pressed to her forehead.
Baela plonked down on her boyfriends blue couch, cushions bouncing against her as she shifted into a comfortable position, next to Rhaena who was studying her phone screen. She held the bowl of popcorn in her hand just in front of Rhaena who scoop several pieces into the curve of her fingers.
"So, do you think dad finally took the step?" Baela quired as she scrolled through netflix to find a movie to watch on the screen mounted to the wall in front of them.
"God I hope so!" Rhaena cried out, a frustrated frown crossing her brow at the idea he didnt take a chance.
"Wonder how long it will take for them to notice we didn't actually come back to the house tonight." Rhaena only shrugged to her sister's question, noting that she hadnt received a phone call yet. She was taking the silence as a very good sign.
"I'm hoping they are too busy fucking to notice." Her blunt reply made Baela chock on a piece of popcorn.
"Rhaena!" she sputtered before coughing then laughing, covering her chest with her hand as she giggled. "Just for that I pick the movie."
"What? Its true! I could tell Rhaenyra was interested in dad for months and dad was no different. Always side stepping the issue, the longing looks. I had enough!" Rhaena cried out, tossing her phone to the side, swiping more popcorn from the bowl. "Something had to give."
"I want dad happy too." Baela responded, collapsing back against the cushions behind her shoulders with a sigh, crossing her arms across her chest as the beginning intro started playing on the screen. "Dad desrves to be happy."
The movie began to play on the screen and the sisters curled under blankets, Rhaena head falling to rest against Baelas shoulder. "So, what excuse did he give for being in the room Rhaenyra was supposed to be staying in?" Baela asked, tossing popcorn into her mouth.
"His shower wasnt working." Rhaena peered up at Baela and the pair burst into giggles.
"Smooth, dad." Baela chuckled, shaking her head.
"Meh whatever got him into bed with her." She laughed triumphantly. "I'm just glad that top I brought was too big for me and i KNEW it would be too big on Rhaenyra."
"That magic trick to the night?" Baela chuckled amused, thinking of her father smitten over an ill-fitting top on the woman he fawned over.
"Well dad is dad, but he is still human." Rhaena said, "Sometimes all you need is good sex and a warm body."
"Here here." Baela cheered quietly, holding her hand up to high five her sister. The pair settled down to watched movie, silently praying their little plan worked out.