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drunk
aegon ii targaryen/reader
summary: your husband is very drunk, but this time it’s not off wine.
tags: mdni, graphic depictions of sex, face sitting, pussy-drunk aegon, overstimulation, oral sex, lowercase intended
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your hips roll instinctively, fingers curled into your husband’s pale hair. his hands grip your thighs tightly, keeping your full weight down on his tongue as he laps at you desperately. aegon groans softly, lips wrapping around your sensitive pearl to give it some attention before going back to tongue fucking you. “aegon, please-“ you beg, panting as he eats you out. you had already climaxed twice, and you felt a third one approaching you quickly. your husband hums in acknowledgment, the noise vibrating straight through your core. whimpering and squirming on his face, you grab one of his hands right to balance yourself, fingers still gripping his hair. even if you wanted to get up off his tongue, his strong hands keep you down on his face.
aegon moans into your cunt, nose bumping your nub as his tongue rolls against you, collecting your sweet, addictive nectar. he knows you’re squirming, you’re desperate for a moments peace to come down from your climax, but it’s just too good. he can’t let you go, can’t detach from your pussy. his cock is hard, tip leaking precum from just eating you out, his beautiful wife riding his face. aegon hums sweetly, feeling you cum on his face for a third time as a pleasured sob leaves your lips. “that’s my sweet girl,” he murmurs against your cunt. “come on… you can give me one more.”
“no, i cant-“ you gasp and squirm, whining as his palm slides up your hip, the other still gripping your thigh; his tongue lapping at you hungrily as he groans. “you can.” he grumbles, not liking your doubt towards cumming a fourth time. “i’ll make you.” your husband promises, voice slurred with his own pleasure. aegon moans, feeling you tug his hair slightly, continuing to eat you out as he grabs at your soft body. “aegon- aegon… please..!” you whine, hips bucking, trying to lift from his face- but he holds you down. “one more.” he promises, voice hushed. “just one more.” aegon moans, fingers squeezing supple flesh, lips gliding over the wet, smooth texture of your pretty cunt. he can’t get enough of you.
his thumb moves down your thigh, slipping down to rub the apex of your slit, rolling over your clit as he pushes his tongue into those soft velvet walls he’s obsessed with. you gasp and moan, whining and whimpering and squirming with overstimulated pleasure, hips bucking instinctively. “that’s my sweet girl.” aegon murmurs, eating you out like a man starved for days. “my gorgeous wife… just one more, for me.” he mutters, diving back into your sweet folds. you let out strained noises, panting heavily as you instinctively ride your husband’s face. “aegon- aegon..!” you cry out, tipping over the edge as you cum on his tongue a fourth time. aegon moans, lapping it all up, your juices slick over his mouth and chin. as much as he wants more… he promised only one more before he released you. reluctantly, aegon let’s go, letting you move off of him; your pussy sensitive and throbbing. “please, my love. promise me i can pleasure you like that again.” aegon pleads, pure love and lust swirling in those pretty violet eyes. you sigh, letting him pull you to the flat plane of his chest. “alright… yes, fine, dearest. but i can’t handle anymore tonight.” you murmurs, hugging your husband as he cradles you close. “that i can allow.” aegon whispers, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead; letting you relax on his chest.