Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Though her father is not best pleased with her choice of husband, he is loath to present the image of a less than united house to the realm, nor has he ever been one to pass up an opportunity for lavish entertainments, and so Rhaenyra’s wedding is to be the event of the decade.
The princess herself is of two minds about the spectacle.
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- Part 1 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
- Part 6 of Sex Lessons AU
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For this ceremony there are no guests, no witnesses; it is between the two of them, the gods of their ancestors, and the open sky.
Dragonglass bites deep. Lips cut, and palms. Daemon draws a crimson sigil on her forehead, and she on his, the runes of their house: perzys, ānogār. Fire and blood.
A week after their court wedding, Rhaenyra and Daemon fly to Dragonstone for a second ceremony – and a second wedding night.
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- Part 2 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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"Open your eyes," he orders. His voice is harsh, lust-roughened. "I want you to see me when I take you." She does as he says. Her heart is racing, and she can feel her whole body trembling.
Trembling not with fear, but with excitement and anticipation. It is a heady sensation, this counterfeit of danger, and already she is aroused beyond belief. It is all she can do to restrain herself from writhing against him, from giving in to that slow-burning ache that traces from the pit of her stomach to the juncture of her thighs. But that is against the rules of this game.
As if reading her thoughts, the man who holds her – for she can think of him only in those terms; in this moment he is not her husband, not her uncle, but merely some rough man who has put his hands on her and is determined to have his wicked way with her – chooses then to taunt her. "I can make you writhe," he hisses in her ear. "I can make you scream. I can make you beg for mercy ... and beg for more."
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- Part 3 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Three weeks after she is wed, Rhaenyra wakes to find her thighs tacky and sheets soiled with blood.
It’s not the first time in her life that her courses have come on suddenly in the night. But it is perhaps the worst, for she’d been sleeping without a scrap of clothing on – having fallen asleep still closely entwined after coupling, as has quickly become habit – and so the mess is entirely uncontained. It’s worse, too, for the fact that it’s caught her wholly unprepared.
In all honesty, she’d not expected having to contend with this any time soon.
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- Part 4 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Daemon returns to the Red Keep in the hour of the owl. Buoyed by the satisfaction of a good night’s work, he little feels the lateness of the hour: tonight’s raid has seen another fighting pit closed for good, and Dark Sister’s thirst slaked in guilty blood.
Action and triumph have set his blood running hot in his veins. After brushing off the invitation to join his gold cloaks in celebrating on the Street of Silk – what need has he of whores when he has his dragon princess – he turns towards home with his steps light and a smirk on his face in anticipation of the welcome he’s sure to receive.
But when he makes it back to their chambers, it’s to find his wife deep in slumber.
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- Part 5 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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something special something sacred in your eyes by calenlily
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV)
11 Jun 2023
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Rhaenyra smirks. “Shall we say, before long I won’t be the only one calling you kepus.”
She threads her fingers through his and places their interlaced hands over her stomach. It still takes him an embarrassingly long moment to recognize what she’s telling him.
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- Part 6 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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If You Ever Hunger (Hunger For Me) by calenlily for Val_Creative
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV)
29 May 2023
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He turns to her, turns on her, the minute they’re alone. They haven’t even made it back to their own chambers, only to a corridor with an alcove concealed behind a tapestry where he can drag her out of sight. He crowds her against the wall in the confined space and lifts her off her feet as he kisses her hungrily, hands wrapping around the curve of her ass, hips grinding into the softness of her flesh.
Rhaenyra has been running hot for ... it must have been several sennights now, an unanticipated effect of the babe growing in her belly. At first Daemon was simply relieved that the constant fatigue that had plagued her the past moons had finally lifted. But though he would never call the spike in her appetites that’s taken its place unwelcome, it’s driving him to distraction.
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- Part 7 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Rhaenyra’s decision to allow none but herself to nurse their son has come with no small measure of inconvenience. While they remain secluded upon Dragonstone, their duties are few, and the disturbances counted mostly in interrupted hours and lost sleep. But soon or late they shall have to return to court, and matters are sure to become considerably more complicated.
As far as Daemon is concerned, however, all the disruptions are more than worth it. He doesn’t think there’s ever been such an enchanting sight as Rhaenyra with the babe at her breast, relaxed against the pillows with her shift undone to the waist.
In part it’s the pure devotion and adoration with which she gazes down at their boy, and the expression of dreamy contentment that settles over her features as he gives suck. In part, it’s the sight of her breasts so full and ripe, and the glimpse of her soft, streaked stomach, testament to the changes motherhood has wrought on her body.
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- Part 8 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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King Viserys holds a grand tourney to celebrate the first nameday of his first grandson. Alicent had attempted to protest the excess of the occasion, pointing out that no such fanfare had been deemed necessary for their own Aemond, two moons the elder. But Viserys had brushed it off as nothing, telling her it was absurd to expect a second son to receive the same attention as the Princess of Dragonstone’s heir.
In which Rhaenyra is living her best life, and Alicent is stewing in envy.
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- Part 9 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Daemon is not even out of his armor yet, still occupied in cleaning Dark Sister, when Rhaenyra slips into his tent on the tourney grounds.
“Leave us. I will attend to my husband myself,” she dismisses his squire, who sketches a startled bow to his princess and dashes out.
(Or, Daemon and Rhaenyra get naughty in the aftermath of a tourney victory. The Queen of Love and Beauty crown stays on.)
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- Part 10 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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The Princess of Dragonstone has a full day ahead of her: a meeting of the Small Council, a tea with her ladies, and a feast to welcome Braavosi diplomats which she’s played a significant hand in arranging all on her schedule, and in between she needs must find time for her young sons. But before any of that, before she is obliged to give herself over to her responsibilities, the day’s dawning finds Rhaenyra riding her husband’s cock in the morning light for no other reason than the bliss of it.
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- Part 11 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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At the time Rhaenyra wed, she had steeled herself to the necessity of bearing children more than having any genuine desire for them. She was determined not to run from her fears, not to shy from the prospect, but she could not say she was truly any kind of comfortable with it, and approached the matter mainly with an attitude of wanting to get it over with.
The Gods are kind to her, as they were not to her mother, and less than three years later she has two fine, healthy sons, her succession duly secured with an heir and a spare. They’d come with little trouble, as such things go, and she finds she loves being their mother in a way she’d never anticipated. Nevertheless she remains more relieved to have that duty discharged than anything else.
She is content with the two of them – until she’s not.
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- Part 12 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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“That you are good at making babes does not make it the whole of your worth. We praise Syrax for being a generous layer, but that does not make her any less … uh…,” he falters and trails off. “On second thought, that’s a poor comparison. Never mind.”
“What, precisely, are you suggesting by that?” Rhaenyra’s narrowed eyes and arch tone warn him to choose his next words very carefully.
A caution that Daemon entirely ignores.
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- Part 13 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Three times Viserys thought he was doing a good thing – but was, in fact, a fool.
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- Part 14 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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It’s popularly believed that there are no secret passages in Maegor’s Holdfast. As it happens, that belief is almost correct: there is but one. One secret door in the monarch’s own chambers, meant for egress in the direst of circumstances, connecting to none of the other tunnels that honeycomb the Red Keep. One long, narrow passageway leading direct to the Dragonpit.
It’s the entrance to that passage that creaks open now, in the hour of the owl, startling Rhaenyra awake where she’d been half-dozing over the paperwork spread across her desk.
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- Part 15 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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It’s a small tourney, by royal standards. Rhaenyra will be grateful for that, later, though in the planning she regrets that it cannot be a grander affair.
(In which Rhaenyra’s heir makes a mess of his betrothal, and she finds her priorities as a Queen and a mother in conflict.)
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- Part 16 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Though it’s late when the Queen and her consort retire to their chambers, even after their departure the revelry seems like to go on well into the night.
And welcome they are to continue, but they shall have to do so without their hosts. Rhaenyra’s mask of courtly courtesy remains impeccable, but Daemon can see her smile growing brittle, her gracious responses to courtiers’ well-wishes less sincere, and decides it’s well past time he stole his wife away to bed.
Four years into Rhaenyra’s reign, a royal wedding stirs mixed emotions and unexpected desires.
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- Part 17 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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When Queen Rhaenyra’s eldest daughter births her first babe, she offers the new parents a cradle egg with special significance.
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- Part 18 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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Vignettes set in my early marriage AU, Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through, from the time of Daemon and Rhaenyra’s marriage onward. Primarily focused on Rhaenyra navigating politics and family life (and the intersection thereof) as she consolidates her position as heir and on into her reign as first ruling Queen of Westeros.
1: Mountains of the Moon – Queen Rhaenyra deals with a succession crisis in the Vale
2: Alliances – the intersection of politics and girl talk, or, Rhaenyra and Laena plot marriages
3: Progress – Rhaenyra attempts to negotiate travel plans with her father
4: Scrutiny – Alicent questions Rhaenyra after her wedding night
5: Harren’s Curse – When tragedy strikes, Rhaenyra flies to Harrenhal to be with her sister
6: Firstborn – A Prince is born, and named
7: Treasures – Daemon’s gifting habits reach new extremes
8: Womanhood – Rhaenyra’s eldest daughter reaches a milestone
9: Priceless – Heirlooms and reminiscences
10: Victors – Rhaenyra welcomes her husband and sons home from battleSeries
- Part 19 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through
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In the last moons of her life, Queen Rhaenyra leaves the realm in the capable hands of her eldest sons and removes to Dragonstone.
Her family’s oldest estate is no less full of bittersweet memories than the Red Keep, but it is at least quieter. She finds she has little strength for court these days. Little strength for much of anything, really. The maesters say there is nothing wrong with her, beyond the normal wear of age. Nothing, she thinks privately, but the death of her heart.
(A tale of lives at their ending and lives at their beginning.)
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- Part 20 of Long Live The Walls We Crashed Through