Outtakes From Ewan’s Photoshoot For The Times

she’s actually so relatable

I’m so happy that Alys is played less like a “sexy sultry witch” and more like the “weird ass chick who casually licks blood off her fingers like it’s brownie batter and speaks in riddles” kind of way. She had to match Aemond’s freak and I think HotD has nailed it so far.

Love me my witch girly

Cowboy au god damn// bounty hunter!aemond x barmaid!oc

You are Aemond’s possession

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Modern!MafiaBoss!Aemond x fem!Reader

•Warnings: p in v, oral (male), fingering, smut, kissing, taking of sexual themes, orgasm denial, gun play, murder.•

{Request: What do you think of modern maffia with aemond being maffia boss ? And verryy angsty}

It was unfair, really.

You jumped on the bed, your eyes staring at the marm ceiling. You squirmed on the bed, kicking and throwing punches at the mattress to let all the anger out.

When you stopped, you felt a bit better.

Just a bit.

It was enough that you basically lived confined in his house, that no matter how big it was, it was always filled with people, bodyguards or clients.

You had no peace, no freedom.

And he wasn’t a guy for parties, except when he was basically forced to go because of some clients. He rarely brought you, and you hated it.

He spent all the time working, not even looking at you once, and then he didn’t even let you go out dancing?!

But…

He did bring you along tonight. 

“I want to dance!” You whined as you dug your nails in his arm.

“Then go, for fuck’s sake, just stop annoying me.” He growled as he pushed your hand away, turned, and went up the stairs to meet his clients at his table.

You smiled and immediately threw yourself on the dancing floor, swaying your body at the time of the music, dancing even with other people you didn't even know.

Then, after some refused guy approaches and a few drinks, you decided it was time to finally go back to your boyfriend.

Your sweaty skin sparkling under the lights of the club, your make up a bit ruined, you made space for yourself to reach the same stairs you saw Aemond going up to.

You looked around and saw two bodyguards standing in front of a table.

You guessed he was there. 

You approached the bodyguards that both put a hand on your shoulders.

“Go somewhere else, doll.” One of them grinned.

You crunched your nose at the pet name.

“My boyfriend is there.” You pointed at the table. One of the guards looked behind, his body moving enough to give you a clear view of Aemond… with a girl in his lap, her arm around his neck as he talked to his client.

Aemond’s hand rested on her thigh, his thumb moving on her skin.

“That one over there?” The bodyguard turned back to you, a mocking smile on his face. You slowly nodded as your eyes filled with tears.

You stayed there a moment, the image sinking in, when suddenly you saw one of the guards feet moving. You looked up and saw him giving you a sign to go. You immediately looked at Aemond and saw him looking at you, nodding once, silently telling you to go to him. YYou walk with your head low, sitting beside him, as the girl from his lap did not move away.

Aemond kept talking to his client, as you stayed there, covered by the girl on your boyfriend’s lap, humiliated.

“Go get us a drink.” You heard Aemond say as he slapped the girl butt. The girl moved away as you saw another girl go to Aemond’s client, distracting him.

Aemond turned towards you with a harsh glare.

“Crying? Really? Are you a fucking kid?” He growled as your eyes got immediately wet again.

“I–I’m sorry… but– but you….” You sobbed, but Aemond harshly gripped your jaw, stopping you.

“I did what, uhm? Get yourself together.” He pushed you back and you looked away, trying to hide your tears. You clenched your fists as you got up again.

“Where the fuck are you going?” Aemond looked at you. You showed him your perfect smile.

“To get you a drink, love.” You turned and walked away, going down the stairs again, straight to the dance floor again.

Aemond will be so pissed off by your lie.

You knew, and you forced yourself to ignore the thought.

He loved you, in his own way.

You made your way to the middle of the dancefloor.

You loved him.

You started dancing, swaying your hips, moving sensually, as you tried to lose yourself in the music.

He always took care of you.

You moved your hands in your hair, moving them back as you kept dancing, closing your eyes.

His hands, his grip so possessive on your hips as he tugged you back against his body, as he lowered his lips to kiss your neck, as one of his hands moved up to your stomach to your breasts, squeezing your boob as he let out a groan…

“Aemond…” You whispered, as you felt him behind you, his lips close to your ear.

“It can be my name if you want it to.” The guy said. You immediately opened your eyes and looked up at the guy as you both kept dancing.

He wasn’t ugly at all, he was handsome, actually. Not like your boyfriend, but handsome.

Not Aemond.

If he could have a girl on his lap, then you could have a boy for you as well, right?

You turned towards him, and grabbed his face to pull him into a kiss. The guy wasted no time to wrap his arm around your waist and squeeze your butt with his hand, deepening the kiss, slipping his tongue in your mouth.

It was strange, different.

It was not Aemond.

Suddenly you felt something grabbing your arm.

You were harshly turned around and saw Aemond, his hand gripping your wrist as his eyes burned through you, his lips pressed together, and his jaw clenched.

He was angry.

He was furious.

He gripped your waist, pulling you harshly against his chest, his body pressed behind yours.

His hot breath hit your ear as he growled.

“You’re a bad liar.” He growled as his other hand moved to your hip, fingers digging into your skin. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He asked in a low voice, as he pulled you closer, the heat of his body against yours. 

“You– You had… a girl on your lap… you humiliated me!” You tried to defend yourself, his eyes only darkening.

“We're going home. Now.” He growled, pushing you away from the people, but the other guy grabbed your hand, stopping you.

Aemond glared at him, then at you, then again back at him.

“You two have a problem?” The guy asked with a harsh glare, his hold on your wrist getting tighter.

Aemond got closer, his body right behind yours as his hand moved to your stomach, gripping you possessively, forcing you against his chest.

“She’s mine. She’s my problem, not yours.” He growled as you tensed.

The guy looked you both up and down, letting out a scoff.

“I don’t see any ring.” He teased, as his eye moved down on your body.

Aemond’s grip on you got tighter, his other hand letting go of your wrist to place it on your hips, squeezing it possessively, making you let out a whimper.

The guy clearly noticed, and smirked as Aemond’s glare hardened.

“Looks like you're pretty useless.” The guy mocked, eyeing your body again.

“Watch your mouth, or I’ll rip your tongue out.” Aemond growled, his hold on you getting even more possessive as he pulled you back against his chest, his breath on your neck, making you shiver.

"I'm gonna pull a bullet between his eyes, is that what you wanted, baby?"

He whispered in your ear.

Your eyes widened at the threat, but your body shivered a bit. It was not the first time he did something like this.

He was dangerous, possessive… and you knew that.

You bit your lip, trying to not give in, but Aemond smirked as he saw you biting your lip, his eye lowering on your mouth.

“You like when I say that, baby?” He teased, now in a softer tone.

One of his hands moved again to your hips, sliding under the fabric of your dress to your skin, caressing it with his thumb, making you shiver again as you felt a wave of heat wash over you. You immediately shook your head.

"A–Aemond... don't please..."

“Don’t?” He repeated in a mocking tone, his body now pressed against your back.

His grip on your hip tightened, his thumb rubbing your skin under the fabric.

He looked back at the guy standing in front of them.

"You knew every guy that came close to you didn't end up well."

He smirked.

"Why shouldn't I kill him for what he did?"

You swallowed hard, the shiver increasing at the feel of his body pressed against you, his breath on the exposed skin of your neck, his lips now so close.

“Please. I’m begging you. Don’t.” You whispered, grabbing his hand on your hip and squeezing it.

His eye darkened even more.

"He kissed you. I'm gonna kill him."

You closed your eyes at his words, the wave of heat increasing as Aemond’s words sent a spike of heat through your body.

You knew he was dangerous.

But at the same time it turned you on the way he growled and threatened everyone if they tried to take you from him. Nobody ever did it. Everyone knew who Aemond was and he was never one for sharing.

And clearly now he was furious.

"Just… please don't hurt him, please, I’m begging you..."

He clicked his tongue.

"No. He tasted you, I'm not letting anyone live knowing how you taste."

He gave a sign to a distant bodyguard, indicating him the guy. 

Aemond pulled you away again as the bodyguard grabbed the guy, both going on the back of the club outside.

“Your punishment will come home right after his, baby, don’t worry.” He smirked as he pushed you outside.

You clenched your jaw as you saw a group of bodyguards circling the guy that had been forced on his knees.

You gasped as you looked away, your eyes getting wet… along with your core.

You always hated how Aemond’s possessiveness turned you on.

“No, no, no, baby.” He laughed, standing behind you and grabbing your chin. “You’re gonna watch, alright?” He chuckled as he forced you to look at the guy as Aemond grabbed the gun.

“Aem… Please…” You sobbed, gabbing his thigh. He only smirked more. as He looked at the guy.

“You’re mine.” He growled in your ear as he shot the guy between his eyes. You gulped and screamed, closing your eyes immediately, turning around to hide your face in your boyfriend’s chest. 

He wrapped his arm around you, as he started to walk you to the car, along with a bodyguard, the others staying behind to clean up the mess.

In the car, you couldn’t look at him. You were well aware of Aemond’s life, his job and his rules. You found it out too late when you two started dating, when you were already too engulfed with him, that you decided to live with that.

You never asked about his day, he never told you anything, and you tried to live… serene.

As much as you could.

Still, he had no right to do what he just did. To traumatize you like he just did.

As soon as you got home, the house was strangely empty, no bodyguards or anyone, Aemond pushed you against the wall, making you hit your head on it.

You whined as you looked at him, the anger that started rising in the car now showing.

“What the fuck was that, huh?!” He growled as he grabbed you by your hair, making you tilt your head back.

“You humiliated me, you whore.” He tugged at your hair harshly, making you cry out loud. “Right in front of my client, I— I swear, if it wasn’t for your pretty face I would have already beaten you up.” He shoved you away, letting go of your hair.

You stumbled, not falling for some miracle on your heels.

“And what the hell is that outfit, uh? You wanted to show your asshole to everyone?” He kept screaming. “Do you even ever think about what you do!?”

“You humiliated me!” You spat back. “You… You had that girl on your lap, you touched her! You fucking slapped her ass!” You yelled back. He looked at you, amused by your jealousy.

“Is this what this is about?” He laughed, clearly still angry.

“No! Well, yes! Is this why I rarely come with you? Because you fuck other girls? Y–You go there… your clients offer whores to you?” You yell back, your jealousy burning in your chest.

“You’re fucking crazy, you know that?” He laughed at you.

“Oh, I–I’m the crazy one?!”

“You went off kissing some dude because of a slap on the ass? Are you fucking serious?!”

He yelled at the top of his lungs. You gasped and stepped back, suddenly scared of him. “Get the fuck away from my sight, NOW!”

You ran upstairs, wiping your tears of frustration as you hid in your bedroom.

Now here you are. You got up from the bed, and opened the large drawer to find something to sleep in. 

Or…

You smirked to yourself, getting rid of all of your clothes, going in the bathroom to take a quick shower.

This wasn’t definitely one of your best ideas, considering how mad Aemond is.

It was rare for him to actually hit you. It was most common for him to just push you around or pull your hair, like he did before.

You were aware, though, that if you’d push him enough, he wouldn't be able to restrain himself to hit you.

But you don’t want that, do you?

You used your most strong scent of shampoo, body scrub and soap, to clean yourself, then the most expensive creams, just his favorites.

You dried your hair and body, and went back to the bedroom, laying on the bed that was positioned right in front of the entry door.

You widened your legs, bending them on the knee, the cool air hitting your core sentinel a little wave of pleasure, as you moved your hand between them, your fingers moving over your clit. You let out a long sigh, as you slowly started to massage your clit in circular motion, pressing your fingers just right, letting out a loud moan. 

The mix of Aemond’s possessiveness and the alcohol you drank enough to make you a mess down there.

You moaned again as you slowly massaged your clit, grabbing your boob with your other hand.

You didn’t care about being loud, you didn’t care if he could hear you.

You wanted him to hear you.

To know how good you were feeling without him.

He could go fuck his whores if he wanted to.

You were fine by yourself.

Right?

Then you heard it. The door opened, but you didn’t look. You closed your eyes as you started moving your fingers faster, moaning out loud.

You could feel his eye on you.

Eyes, maybe.

God, you hoped he didn’t have the eyepatch.

You kept squeezing your boob as you felt the climax building. You kept masturbating yourself shamelessly, knowing his eyes were closely studying you.

You kept moaning, knowing his ears were registering every sound you let out.

But you refused to give him the satisfaction of your reaction if you’d open your eyes to see him.

Because you just know, you would moa just at the sight of him looking at you touching yourself.

You started to move your fingers even faster, more dirty thoughts coming in your mind, as you felt his quiet steps, barely giving you an idea of his position.

Then you suddenly felt two of his fingers pushing inside you.

Your body arched immediately as you stilled for a moment, as you whined.

“A–Aemond!” You opened your eyes immediately, looking down at your boyfriend, catching him as he crawled on top of you, pushing your hands over your head, keeping them there, as he kept his fingers inside you, without moving them.

“You like to act like a whore?” He looked down at you, his eyes full of lust, his sapphire reflecting your image. He retrieves his fingers harshly, making you gasp and squirm a bit.

“Tsk…” He pushed his fingers in your mouth as you pouted. Making him chuckle coldly.

“You wanna play hard to get, baby? Are you sure?” He put his legs over your to immobilize them.

You groaned and sucked his fingers, as he looked at you pleased. He pushed his fingers further in your mouth, making you gag, your hands clenched into fists, as you tried your best to not pull back. He smiled as he moved back, standing and pulling his pants down.

His cock will always be a sight for you.

Hard, long, pale, thick and veiny.

Perfect.

Just as the rest of him.

Sadly, you haven’t been able to properly take all of him.

There was a noticeable size difference between you two.

“Get on your knees, now. You have a lot of things to be forgiven, baby.” He said as he stripped himself naked.

You looked at him, sat on the bed, your mouth already watering, but you were not gonna give him that satisfaction.

“I have nothing to be sorry about.” You stated with your head high, and a courage that you’ll regret founding.

Aemond narrowed his eyes at you, his scar creating wrinkles on his cheek and forehead.

“Come here immediately.” He growled, his voice warning you.

“No.” You answered, swallowing with difficulty. He only looked more pissed.

“I won’t ask again.” He warned again.

“Then don’t.” You had barely the time to finish your sentence when Aemond started walking towards you, you quickly got off the bed, trying to get over him, to the door, but he grabbed your arm, pushing you back. You stumbled but did not give up. You tried to side step him, but this time he grabbed you by your throat, squeezing the sides and he backed you towards the wall, despite you kept trying to get away.

“Stay. Still.” He growled as he pushed you against the wall. You got goosebumps as the side of your face and your chest made contact with the cold marm. 

“I should get you handcuffed next time.” He pushed you once again, then he kept you still, shoving his hand on your butt, the slap making you gasp.

“You like this, uh?” He got behind you, pressing you even more against the wall.

“D–don’t touch me…” You weakly said back.

You obviously didn’t mean it, but you had to at least play the part, right?

“I’m the only one who gets to touch you, do you hear me?” He gripped tightly your hip, digging his fingers in the soft skin, surely leaving marks behind. “I’m the only one who gets to do anything to you, whenever the fuck I want to.”

“You killed someone.” You stated again, but he simply chuckled, slipping his hands between your legs.

“You say that, but there is quite a mess here baby…” He groaned as he moved his fingers over your slip, finding you embarrassingly wet.

He chuckled again at the redness that covered your cheeks.

“You’re mine. I’ll repeat it to you all the time if you need me to but—“ He kicked your ankle, making you widen your legs, he bent down to be able to slip his cock inside you. You whined and clawed the wall. “But I think I know a better way to not let you forget it.” He pushed most of his cock inside you in one motion.

“Ah! A—Aemond!” You pressed yourself against the wall, trying to escape him, and the uncomfortable feeling of his cock stretching your walls at their maximum.

“Sh, shh…” He looked down, grabbing your buttocks and opening you up to see his cock almost completely inside you.

“I think it’s time to go deeper don’t you think?” He brushed his hips over your temple as you looked at him horrified.

“W—what? No… N-no— I—I’m not… I’m not ready Aemond… Fuck!” You whined out loud as you felt him getting deeper, so deeper, as he kept your buttocks spread apart to see his cock disappear finally inside you.

“This is so much better baby…” He groaned as he rested his forehead on your shoulder.

You were panting, the line between pain and pleasure getting thinner.

“You squeeze me so good…” He pressed himself against you, stepping closer as you tried to escape, trying to melt with the wall. “So tight…” He gasped, as he slowly started to rock his hips against yours, moving slightly his cock deeper.

“Ah— A—Aemond…” You checked out.

“Shh, sh… You’re ready for it, baby…” He grinned as he slipped out almost to the end, only to push it all back in, making you almost scream as he kept going with his usual fast, hard speed.

“A—Aemond… slow… slow down… too much!” You whined as he grabbed your hips to pull you back so you bent over, your face still pressed against the wall.

“Too much? Is this too much?” He asked arrogantly. “Almost as it was too much to fucking kiss a guy for a slap on the ass to another girl is it?” He slowed down, but only to give strong firm thrusts, making sure to push his cock as deep as it could go.

“Almost as much as accusing me of fucking someone else.” He grabbed you by the throat, pushed your head back, forcing you in an uncomfortable arched position. “As if I could ever fuck another pussy that is not yours?” He thrusted again, harder. He gripped your boobs with his hand, squeezing them harshly. “As if I could even imagine…” He whispered as he pressed his cheek against your temple as he started speeding up again. “… to find someone better that you…” He groaned as he let go of your throat, letting you lean on the wall again, he moved his hand down between your legs, brushing his fingers over your pearl.

You moaned immediately, feeling your legs weak, so you grabbed his arm.

“You wanna cum baby?” He pressed his fingers on your clit, moving them precisely how he knew you liked. 

You closed your eyes shut, as the pain mixed with the pleasure clouded your mind, you found yourself on the principle of the strongest orgasm you’ve ever felt coming.

You let out a long moan as you just felt it building up, Aemond’s thrusts merciless along with his fingers.

“A—Aem… Aemond…” You whined, ready to be shattered compl by your orgasm, when he suddenly… stopped.

“What..! A—Aem…?” He looked behind you, Aemond was standing with a grin on his face, his hands by his sides.

“Why…?” You panted, as he only grinned even more.

“I told you, you would have your punishment once home.” He chuckled, seeing the desperation in your eyes.

“No— Please… I—“ You started thrusting back, trying to get that friction to bring yourself over the edge, but Aemond grabbed your hips, stopping your movements.

“Get. On your knees.” He pulled out and slapped your ass again, grabbing you by the back of your neck and pushing you down, forcing you on your knees. He shoved two fingers back in your mouth, not so gently, making you gag repeatedly, but he kept your head from jerking back with his firm grip.

“As I said. You have something to be forgiven for.” He growled as you looked up at him, your face a mix from anger and frustration. You couldn’t help but let the tears come to your eyes at the horrible denial of your orgasm. That only made him chuckle.

“You gonna cry? Uh?” He fixed your hair back, pulling them into a ponytail, his fist as a hairband. “We can make a deal.” He smirked as he tilted his head to the side, looking down at you. Even his sapphire glistened with mischief. “You do whatever I tell you, and take whatever I give you… and I’ll let you cum,  yeah?” He smirked as he saw the hesitance in your eyes, but in the end, you did want to cum, so you just nodded your head.

“Stay here.” He chuckled as he moved away for a moment. “Close your eyes, baby.” You did as he said, closing your eyes, keeping your hands on your knees, waiting to feel his presence again. After a moment, you felt his fingers back on your lips, his thumb pushing to part them, so you complied, sucking in his thumb and licking it.

“So you know how to behave, don’t you?” He groaned as he slipped his thumb out and bent to slap your ass again, making you wince.

“Keep your eyes closed, and stay still, alright?” He said again.

“Y–Yes…” You waited there, feeling something cold against your lips.

“I know you need a lot of preparation for my cock, princess…” He pushed the cold hard, metal past your lips, and you hesitated for a moment. You moved your tongue around it and you had to restrain yourself from opening your eyes.

It was a gun.

“Something wrong?”

A fucking gun.

“Feeling something familiar?” You heard him chuckle, as he pushed the gun further. “Your friend liked it.”

The gun he used to shoot the guy.

“Look at me, princess.” You immediately looked up, seeing his smirk as he held the gun in your mouth. “You’re learning the lesson, aren’t you?” He pulled the gun out as you nodded. 

“Mh.” He looked down at you, then he threw the gun to the side, grabbing you by your neck. You immediately put your hands on his, whining, as he made you stand and pushed you back on the bed.

“You better fucking do.” He slapped your butt as you fell on the bed, he immediately grabbed your thighs, keeping them up, to put your legs at the sides of his head. 

“Aemo– AH!” You moaned and grabbed the sheets, trying to find something to hold on, to get away from him as he pushed his cock back in, to the very end.

“You’re mine.” He growled. “I want you, and I’m keeping you.” He hugged your thighs, as he started thrusting ferociously like an animal, your grip on the sheets only tightening even more as you cried out.

“Aemond! Ah– t–too much…” You whined as he kept you firm against him, his eye fixed on how your breasts moved up and down by the force of his hit.

He let go of your legs, leaning forward, wrapping one of his hands around your neck, and the other grabbing your boob, squeezing as if to taste its softness.

“I’m gonna break this fucking cunt if I have to.” He growls in your ear, his lips brushing on your neck. “I’ll break it, if this is what you need to fucking behave.” He sucked your neck, leaving a trail of hickeys down to your collarbone.

He raised his head to look at you, your face red and some hair glued to your face because of the sweat, Your eyes tear stained, and your expression mirroring the word ‘pleasure’.

“So beautiful…” He groaned as he sped up, going impossibly faster. You let out a high pitched moan feeling your climax building up again, quickly, but your moans were followed by a groan of desperation when he pulled out again.

“Aemond!” You sobbed as he picked you up in his arms. 

You cuddled up on his chest, as he sat on the bed, his back against the headrest. Your legs were shaking by the second denial, and you were at your limit.

“I’m sorry…” You whined as you let your fist fall on Aemond’s chest, sobbing. “I–I won’t do it ever again, I promise, please!” You let your hands roam on his chest, covered by sweat as well, only making it more attractive. He looked at you with a smirk as he caressed your cheeks gently, wiping your tears.

You started kissing his neck trailing down to his chest as you moved between his legs, as you kept sobbing.

You grabbed his hard cock, directing it in your mouth and quickly sucked him inside.

“Fuck– Baby…” Aemond groaned as he slipped a hand in your hair, pushing your head down. You took as much as you could and more, starting to bob your head, your lips and tongue massaging his girth as your hand worked the rest of him. You arched your back, knowing how he likes to see your ass up in the air as you suck him off. You moved your other hands down to his balls, massaging them in your hands.

“Jesus… Fuck baby that’s it… That’s how you behave…” He moaned as you moved your head down, your tongue pressing on the skin between his asshole and under his balls, making him gasp, as your hand kept working his length. You raised your head again, taking him back in your mouth as you let him guide you with his hand on your head, pushing you down until you gagged and your eyes filled with tears. Still you didn’t give up.

Your hands on his thighs, you pushed your head down completely, somehow, talking all of him in his mouth. You tried to stay there as long as you could, the loud groan coming from Aemond like music to your ears. You finally pulled back, gasping for air and looked at him.

He smiled at your messy face and hair.

“Ride me.” He ordered you, and you complied immediately.

It was one thing to give him a good blowjob as you half laid on the bed, but now, feeling how weak your legs were, you hoped you could keep going enough for his liking.

You crawled on top of him, raising yourself as he aligned his cock to your entrance. He looked up at you as he put a hand on your hip, guiding you down.

It just kept going. 

The moment you resisted a second, he tugged you down.

“Behave. Fucking sit on it.” He growled as he pushed you down completely, making you whine out loud.

You leaned forward, putting your hands on his chest for leverage, feeling him somehow deeper than before.

“A—Aemond…” You whined, but when you looked at him, you found him smiling, looking down at your stomach, as he pressed a hand there.

“Can you feel me baby?” He looked back at you. “You know no one can make you feel like this, right? No one but me.”

He thrusted up once, as a hint to make you start moving, and you did your best, really, but it was all too much for you.

The feeling of his cock so deep, the denied orgasm, not even the desperation to cum could help you move as fast as he would have liked. Still you tried your best, grinding on his cock, occasionally raising yourself to fall back down.

“Have I already fucked you that stupid? Uhm?” He clicked his tongue, as he grabbed you by the back of your neck, pulling you down, your faces side to side, as he grabbed your ass to keep it raised as he started thrusting up from beneath you.

Fast and hard.

You held on to his shoulders, every bit you took making you whine. His hands gripped you harder, his fingers digging painfully in your skin, so you tried to reach back with a hand, but he stopped you before you could even touch him, bending your arm on your back and immobilizing it there.

“Ah! Aemond— I— I need…” You moaned loudly, as again you heard his chuckle.

“I know what you need, princess.” He smirked as he slowed his pace, only to go harder. “But should I give it to you?”

He murmured in your ear, and for you it was immediate panic.

“Aemond please!” You sobbed, too fucked up to even care. “Please I—I will never ever ever let anyone else touch me other than you! I’m sorry I—I swear please I need this! I’m begging you!” You cried out, sobbing and stuttering between one thrust and the other.

“You’re that desperate, princess? You want it that much?” He asked you as he started picking up the pace again, and finally, finally you felt it again, that strong orgasm, one that you’re sure will completely lash you out.

“Yes! Yes— yes please… please… Ah! Ah—Aemond!” You were right there, so close… you were just about to cum, you just needed the last few thrusts.

“I’ll let you cum, baby… Then I’ll cum inside you, okay?” He groaned as he felt you squeezing him like a vice, as you were on the edge.

“Please… Ah— Aemond…” You almost screamed as you finally came, waves of pleasure washing all over your body, you legs started shaking uncontrollably, as you just collapsed on Aemond’s chest, hiding your face in his neck, as you barely registered the feeling of his cock that kept pushing inside you until he finally came with a low groan.

“Shh… shh you’re fine, princess…” Aemond patted the top of your head as he rolled on his side, bringing you with him, carefully holding you close.

You kept sobbing,as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“You’re okay, I forgive you.” He kissed the top of your head, moving your hair back as he pulled your head back gently to look at you. “I love you.” He whispered.

You smiled weakly, and kissed him softly.

“I love you too.” You answered as he wiped your tears away. “I’m yours.”

“I know.”

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I think all content creators can relate to this.

In my opinion, I don’t think followers really understand how much your requests/likes/reblogs/etc. and random asks mean to me. It’s just so refreshing and nice to know that people enjoy what I’m doing and support me.

People that go the extra mile and send an ask or message letting me know they liked my stuff honestly makes my day. I love reading tags and stuff…it’s honestly so cute….

And people who ask about how I’m doing or send me random questions or cute asks….I just want you guys to know it honestly makes my day. I just love all the interaction and such. It makes running a blog so much more enjoyable.

And Fanart/Fanwork? Honestly that’s one of the greatest things to receive. To everyone that draws or writes, please don’t feel too insecure to send it end! No one is going to criticize you over quality. It’s so sweet that you even thought about making something…I will always appreciate it no matter what, and I’m sure all other content creators feel the same.

So, in conclusion, don’t be afraid to talk to your favorite blogs and show them some love, guys! We always appreciate it! ☺️

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RIP Shelley Duvall