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Jacaerys gasped beautifully when Aegon shoved him against the heart tree. Lips parting softly, his breath escaping in a quick puff as his head fell back. Aegon slotted his body against his nephew's, grinning wickedly as the younger man arched into him, meeting his touch with a moan.
"Hiding from me, dear husband?" Aegon nipped at his ear and Jacaerys whined. Head lulling to the side, another gasp escaped his lips as his eyes fluttered. Aegon fucking loved it. The hands gripping at his doublet, the fingers digging into his side. His nephew pulled him closer and Aegon couldn't help but chuckle, "We've been married barely a week, I can't have bored you so quickly."
"I'd have to be interested in you first, to grow bored," Jacaerys snapped, jaw clenching as Aegon pressed his lips to the sensitive spot behind his ear. His nephew bit his lip, but he couldn't suppress the high keening noise he made. Nor the way his eyes rolled back as Aegon mouthed at it, tongue flicking out as he sucked lightly.
Aegon grabbed at Jacaerys' thigh next, pulling his husband's leg up over his hip. He began to grind against Jacaerys and his nephew's head fell back, again, smacking lightly against the tree. A long moan escaped from his lips. The most gorgeous sound Aegon had ever heard. It was vibrating through his body. Aegon traced the curve of Jacaerys' ear with his tongue, breathing directly against his skin, "It would appear you're plenty interested, nephew."
"Fuck off!" Jacaerys clung to him, hips pushing back as his cock throbbed between them, "You know... you know that's not..." He trailed off, chest heaving as his breaths grew short.
Hand squeezing at his thigh, Aegon pulled his head back. His lips hovered over his husband's. He enjoyed the way Jacaerys was panting. His breath warm on Aegon's face as he leaned closer.
He'd gotten very good at this game, in the short week that they'd been playing. Whatever Valyrian magic Rhaenys and Rhaenyra had used on Jacaerys to allow him to carry a child, it also made him extremely sensitive to touch. Aegon's touch. His nephew craved it. And Aegon loved the way he craved it, loved the way Jacaerys fell apart in his hands, against his body.
Having never truly wanted the crown, Aegon would gladly take the prize of his nephew begging for him over that fucking throne. Jacaerys groaned and his hands flew up to Aegon's hair, tugging him down onto his lips. Aegon had won. Their mouths locked together.
Jacaerys writhed against him as Aegon sucked on his bottom lip. His tongue swiping over the muscle to make Jacaerys whine. His hips rocked forward. His other leg rose up, wrapping around Aegon's waist. His nephew was desperate for more.
But Aegon wouldn't make it that easy for him. Even as he held Jacaerys up, hands squeezing at the thick thighs clenched around his hips. Aegon braced them against the tree. He pushed Jacaerys into the wood, keeping one hand on his body, slipping it further up his nephew's leg until he was squeezing at his ass.
"Do you want my cock, Jace?" Aegon asked, grunting into his mouth, grinning viciously as he tugged open the laces of Jacaerys' breeches with his free hand. "Want me to fuck you like I did this morning?" He smothered Jacaerys' scream with his kiss as he wrapped a hand around his husband's weeping cock.
Fingers clawed at his scalp, tangling in his hair. Jacaerys moaned as Aegon swiped his thumb over the tip of his cock. His tongue invaded and Aegon let Jacaerys explore, shuddering as his nephew traced the ridges at the top of his mouth.
The cock in his hand twitched as Aegon began to pump his hand over it slowly, squeezing lightly. Jacaerys trembled in his hold. Aegon had him in hand from both sides. His cock. His ass. And Jacaerys couldn't stop kissing him. Couldn't stop the high keening noises he made each time Aegon's fingers moved closer to his hole. No doubt already slick. Wet and wanting, just like the rest of his nephew's body.
Whether the pounding heartbeat he could feel was his or his husband's mattered very little. Aegon let his hands still. He focused on their kiss, on the way Jacaerys wrapped his arms around his neck to hold him closer as their tongues twisted around one another. Aegon's hand crested his ass, grazing up to the waistband of Jacaerys' breeches. Lingering, hovering, but not touching.
"Egg!" Jacaerys huffed, wiggling in his hold. He whimpered as Aegon stroked his cock again, rougher, grip tighter.
Tears prickled at his eyes and Jacaerys let his head fall back against the tree for the third time, breaking their kiss. He gasped again, bruised lips parting just like before.
Except now, Aegon was looking at Jacaerys more closely, at his long throat as it bobbed, at his chapped lips as they trembled. He almost missed the tiny plea. "Please~"
"Please what?" Aegon tugged the breeches down, pulling them past the bottom of his ass before dragging Jacaerys' knees up. He latched on to the column of his nephew's throat, mouthing at the pink flesh.
His neck vibrated beneath Aegon's lips as Jacaerys moaned again. Every inch of him flush with want. With need.
"Tell me what you want, Jacaerys," Aegon whispered in Valyrian, enunciating his husband's name as his hand trailed over his bare bottom. He squeezed at the supple flesh. Biting at his own lip as he felt the moisture on Jacaerys' skin.
There was a dampness between his cheeks. Dripping nearly. The slick pouring from his hole left his flesh wet and provided ample lubrication as Aegon's fingers slid closer.
"Tell me," Aegon demanded, teeth grazing over his neck, a threat that had Jacaerys whimpering. His hips rocking uselessly forward as Aegon pinned him to the tree. "Or should I make you scream some more?"
Laughing, Aegon licked a long strip up his throat. Jacaerys inhaled sharply, shuddering.
"Do you think the kingsguards will come running?" Aegon taunted him. His fingers dug into the slick flesh of Jacaerys' ass as his nephew exhaled with a huff. "Think they'll get hard, seeing you like this, all twisted up and on display?"
"Gods, I fucking hate you!" Jacaerys writhed, his body spasming as Aegon traced his rim with one finger. His husband dropped his hands to Aegon's shoulders and lowered his chin. He clenched his jaw. Their eyes met, Aegon arched a brow and Jacaerys gave in. Still half demanding, "Just fuck me with your cock already, Egg!"
Aegon pushed two fingers into the damp and waiting hole. Jacaerys yowled, head snapping back this time. He moaned loudly as Aegon scissored his fingers. The slick made his movements smooth and Jacaerys was still relaxed from their earlier bout.
"Egg, gods, please!" Jacaeryes cried out, loudly. Nearly shouting as his fingers clawing at Aegon's shoulders. He was half sobbing by the time Aegon added a third finger. Just to watch him scream with pleasure.
He was so fucking beautiful. Dark eyes blown wide. Tears streaming down puffy cheeks and tanned skin. That sinful mouth dropping open with Aegon's name on his lips.
Burying his face in Jacaerys' throat, Aegon focused on his fingers. On knuckling Jacaerys wider and pressing right up against his prostate, pushing his nephew right to the edge but never letting him fall. He was panting himself, peppering kisses over the column of his husband's neck.
Aegon ripped his own laces open then. Bracing himself with one hand on the tree, he hooked his arm beneath his nephew's knee. The other he used to guide himself to what was quickly becoming his favorite hole. And Aegon had fucked more than a few.
None of them were as good. Nothing was this good. Nothing felt as right as Jacaerys. As warm and slick. Jacaerys clenched as he breached him. The rim squeezing around the head of his cock like a fucking vice before his nephew took a breath.
Jacaerys let his head fall forward this time, as Aegon pushed inside, rocking deeper inch by inch. He made little mewling noises, hands climbing back into Aegon's hair. His breath warm on Aegon's neck.
"Do you like that?" Aegon breathed out as his thighs pressed flush against Jacaerys' ass. "Like the feel of me inside you?" His nephew nodded, head lulling to the side as his mouth fell open. Aegon ducked his head to steal a kiss.
It wasn't chaste. They didn't do that. They didn't do sweet or gentle either. But they breathed together, mouths moving against one another, gasping and panting in equal measure as Aegon began to move.
He kept them steady, most of their weight against the tree as he began to thrust in and out. Aegon savored this part. His movements slow, his cock dragging against that spot inside Jacaerys that had his breath hitching every other inhale.
"Egg~" Jacaerys whimpered, eyes squeezing shut and nails digging into Aegon's scalp. Aegon moaned into his mouth, licking his way inside as he sped up. Jacaerys was rocking against him as best he could. Nearly bouncing.
"Listen," Aegon gasped out, grunting as he shifted his angle. Jacaerys clung to him. His hands fisting in Aegon's hair. "Listen, Jace, hear that?"
The only sounds were their heavy breathing, the slick squelch of his cock as he rammed into Jacaerys. He said as much, half babbling. His nephew putty in his arms. Writhing and moaning and entirely consumed by his own pleasure, by the feel of Aegon fucking him. By the feel of Aegon's cock thrusting deep inside of him over and over again.
"Do you hear it, Jacaerys?" Aegon slipped into Valyrian again, nipping at his nephew's jaw as the younger man shuddered against him. "Hear how good you take me?"
Their eyes met as Aegon pressed their foreheads together. Dark eyes were blown wide, pupils trembling. Jacaerys bobbed his head in the smallest nod, mumbling a tiny "Like it" as Aegon picked up his pace.
Jacaerys was close, so close. The cock trapped between their bodies was throbbing, rubbed raw from the rough fabric of their doublets. Aegon could see his orgasm coming, could feel it in the way Jacaerys squeezed around him at every thrust, dragging him deeper.
With a quick adjustment, Aegon had one of Jacaerys' legs hooked over his shoulder and had his hand around that pretty cock again. He watched his husband's eyes widen and his body tense as Aegon tugged Jacaerys' shirt and doublet over them.
His hand pumped over the cock, his knuckles dragging against the toned muscles of Jacaerys' stomach. Aegon breathed out, his next thrust harder, "You'll be swollen with my babe soon, hmm? Do you think you'll be sated then?"
Something twisted in his husband's expression and Aegon squeezed his cock. He growled, angling his next thrust to hit harder against Jacaerys' prostate.
"Or shall I fuck you through that as well?" Aegon kissed him properly. Hard. Vicious, teeth scrapping over his raw lips. "Perhaps I'll give you a spare before your heir can even crawl?"
"Egg!" Jacaerys screamed his name as he climaxed, as his seed covered his stomach and his hole clenched around Aegon. With a grunt, Aegon gave a final thrust, bottoming out as he emptied himself into his husband.
"Do you feel that nephew?" Aegon chuckled, hand moving to grab at his face.
He held Jacaerys still, the cum on his fingers smearing across his husband's cheek. Aegon moaned as Jacaerys continued to squeeze around him. His husband's body still shaking, trembling from his release.
The release Aegon had given him. Fucked him through.
"How do you like knowing that's my cock inside you right now?" Aegon kissed him softly. Their lips pressing together, moving over one another as Aegon breathed out. "My seed. Dripping from your ass."
Jacaerys twitched, grip tight. Aegon bit at his lip and Jacaerys moaned. His face pressing against Aegon's cheek, nuzzling against him.
"You'll sit the Iron Throne one day, nephew," Aegon rocked his hips forward again, his cock soft inside his husband's body. "But maybe you'll have another of my babes growing inside you then too. My seed taking root in your body. Just like it is now."
Brow furrowing, Jacaerys glared at him as they slumped downward. He was panting, hands still tangled in Aegon's hair, when he finally managed to speak.
"Might be your seed, but it's my claim," Jacaerys gasped out, eyes fluttering closed as he smirked, "My claim will make our child a king, or a queen. Not yours."
Snarling, Aegon captured his mouth again, just to shut him up. He nearly ripped Jacaerys' breeches off him once he had him on the ground properly. Their kiss was demanding, possessive even, as if either of them could ever want to claim the other.
Jacaerys bit into his lip hard, drawing blood, and their cocks began to harden again. Aegon still settled in his ass, Jacaerys squeezed around him, "Come on, Egg, fuck me again, huh?" Heels dug into Aegon's back. "Make me scream for you."
The magic of Valyria. Aegon didn't understand it. He didn't really care to figure it out either. Not so long as he got to fuck Jacaerys until the younger man was a rambling mess who couldn't so much as limp afterwards.
Later, when he was lying in his nephew's bed with the man himself passed out beside him, Aegon found himself running his hand over his husband's back. Jacaerys sighed in his sleep, shifting closer. Aegon's throat bobbed.
He'd been desperate, when he agreed to this. The wedding, the ritual. That Rhaenys had managed to reconcile them at all before any blood was shed counted as nothing short of a miracle. His mother had agreed. Rhaenyra. Even Otto fucking Hightower.
But it was all dependent on Aegon fucking a babe into his nephew before the year was out.
His grandfather was probably using the time to muster more lords to their side. Rhaenyra certainly was. All of her children, Baela and Rhaena included, had been dispatched to the various powerful lords, reminding them of their vows, solidifying their support. While his siblings were sequestered here, forbidden from leaving King's Landing without the queen's permission.
"We can't do this every day," Jacaerys groused, hand shoving at Aegon's chest as he stumbled his way into consciousness. Aegon arched a brow.
"I am quite confident we can and are actually expected to," Aegon drawled, propping himself up on his elbows. Jacaerys glowered at him when he finally opened his eyes.
Aegon ducked down to steal a kiss and ended up with Jacaerys half in his lap, arms wrapped around his neck. Jacaerys devoured his mouth, lips hard and demanding. He moaned, grinding down on Aegon before he ripped himself away.
"Shouldn't," Jacaerys gasped, chest heaving. He held Aegon's face in his hand, "It's... it's distracting. I have... I have other duties, responsibilities."
Smirking, Aegon laid back, folding his arms behind his head. Jacaerys braced himself on Aegon's shoulders. He held himself up, away, even as he straddled Aegon's hips.
"Your mother made it quite clear to me my only duty is to fuck a babe into you as quickly as possible," Aegon told him simply and his eyes grazed over Jacaerys as his body reacted. Skin flushing a ruddy pink as his skin pebbled.
"I know," Jacaerys croaked, looking up as he swallowed thickly. He focused on the ceiling even as he leaned closer, "We could... could devise a system. A set time maybe, every day."
With a snort, Aegon rolled his hips and Jacaerys descended on him again. Their teeth clacking together as they kissed, their tongues battling. Aegon rolled them over, slipping into Jace without issue. His arousal relaxing his hole, the slick his body now produced mixed obscenely with Aegon's spend.
"Several... several times a day ev-" Jacaerys arched off the bed as Aegon hit his prostate. His eyes rolled back and his words cut off, slurring as Aegon rocked into him, never pulling all the way out.
"How many times have I had you today Jacaerys?" Aegon mumbled against his lips. His Valyrian was breathy and Jacaerys blushed brighter. Chuckling, he kissed him again. Less teeth, more sloppy. "It'll never be enough if we plan it. It's not even enough now."
Arms loose around his neck, Jacaerys agreed, humming softly, "Days then." Aegon groaned as Jacaerys squeezed around him. He bowed his head, pressing his face to his husband's chest and squeezed a hand around his cock.
Jacaerys came without another word, dragging Aegon with him. Body shaking, Jacaerys exhaled sharply, the air in his lungs escaping swiftly as his head fell back. His toes curljng in the sheets. Aegon pressed a kiss to his collarbone, taking gulping breaths.
"How many days?" Aegon asked as they lay there, both of them trembling, twitching at every incidental touch. Oversensitive. Exhausted. Jacaerys could barely keep his eyes open.
"Even days," Jacaerys proclaimed, hand pushing uselessly at Aegon's shoulder. With a sharp nod and a grunt, Aegon pulled out and slipped from the bed.
He used the posts of the bed to balance as he pulled his clothes back on. Jacaerys remained in his bed, sprawled out, body covered in sweat and slick and spend just the same as him. More so, even.
"You can do whatever you want on the odd days, but... no whores, no maids." Jacaerys called after him, voice sharp as he reminded Aegon of the other part of his agreement with Rhaenyra.
"See you the day after tomorrow, husband," Aegon slammed the door behind him as he left Jacaerys' room. He glared at the kingsguard stationed across the hall. The man looking pointedly at the top of the door frame.
Down the hall, past the door that led to the rest of their chambers, Aegon shoved into his own room. His own bed was cold, uninviting even, with how empty it was. He turned to the wash basin instead.
It took enough energy to clean himself that by the time he staggered to the bed and crawled beneath the sheets, Aegon was too tired to care that he was alone. Like always.