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“I have to go soon.”
In the history of modern language, had any sentence ever sounded worse?
That’s the immediate thought hammering away unpleasantly inside Rhaenyra’s mind.
She tightens her grip around Alicent’s waist, burying her face between the softness of the pillow and the other woman’s neck. They’d been cuddling for the past half hour or so, and whether she chose to blame it on the lingering effects of her rut or something else entirely, Rhaenyra was reluctant to put an end to their time together.
“Just 10 more minutes.” She mumbles, hidden in the blissful little cocoon of warmth she has created for herself.
“You’ve already said that about 10 minutes ago.” Alicent sighs, though once Rhaenyra ventures to look at her, the slight pout on her face suggests she’s equally unenthused about the prospect of leaving.
Rhaenyra’s hand reaches to pull the sheets slightly higher, covering the two of them up to their shoulders. “Eager to be rid of me, are you?” She prods.
Alicent actually nods; smile warm and sparkly eyes dancing over Rhaenyra’s features like a caress. “Yes… that is precisely why Rhaenyra. I’m afraid I can no longer stand the sight of you.”
Rhaenyra’s arm slips easily from around her waist and she puts on a dramatic impression of stabbing herself in the chest, earning a soft chuckle from Alicent, whose fingers won’t stop reaching to mess with the silver strands no longer drenched with sweat.
“Your hair looks wild.” Alicent teases, trying to tame the messy strands behind the alpha’s ear and Rhaenyra can’t help closing her eyes, shamelessly enjoying being essentially petted by this beautiful woman.
It’s so fucking nice to share easy intimacy again - She can’t help thinking. After the divorce, Rhaenyra had her doubts if she would ever be able to find this sort of affinity with another partner, but alas..here she is; struggling against the impulse to beg this woman she has known for under six hours to stick around for a while… maybe even permanently. The sensible voice inside her head objects though. Can’t do that. She’d think I’m insane.
“It’s getting longer again. I usually wear it cropped quite short, but it just hasn’t really been a priority lately.” She explains.
Alicent hums quietly, hand settling against the curve of her jaw. “Well, don’t cut it just yet.” She offers. “I think it looks perfect like this. It’s very prince charming in a way.”
Rhaenyra’s face turns instantly smug. “Really?”
She watches infuriatingly beautiful brown eyes roll and hide behind her eyelids, making note of how long and dark and pretty Alicent’s eyelashes are, while the woman scoffs at her. “Do not let this get to your head. Seems big enough as it is.”
Rhaenyra can’t stop smiling though. With the stress of the rut currently abated she just feels really fucking good now, and it’s all thanks to Alicent. She tries to think up a way to convey how incredibly grateful she is without sounding like a crazy person, but all that comes out once she opens her mouth ends up being...
“Spend the night. Don’t leave just yet.”
Alicent’s smile is entirely lovely and also kind of sad. Rhaenyra knows she’s about to be turned down before the reply leaves her lips.
“I have to. I’m supposed to pick up Daeron at my aunt’s first thing in the morning. Saturdays are our mum and son days, we’re going out for breakfast at the Valyrian pancake house...again.”
Alicent looks mildly annoyed as she explains her plans and Rhaenyra swallows her disappointment quietly, not wishing to ruin what could possibly be their last moments together. “What’s wrong with the place?”
“Nothing really. We used to go to a different restaurant downtown where the food was loads better in my opinion, but Daeron is on a mission you see.” Alicent says, her fingers wiggling adorably as she air quotes. “This place is... do you know the one with the dragon mascots? They give you a random toy every time you get a kid meal. So far we’ve got two Vhagar’s, one Seasmoke and a Meleys.”
Rhaenyra nods in acknowledgement. “He’s collecting them?” She asks earnestly and Alicent’s face transforms before her morphing into a mask of sheer frustration.
“No!” Eyes shifting toward the ceiling. “He just wants the blue one! I tried to pay off the waiter to just give us the damned thing, but they’re randomly pre-packaged and we’ve had shit luck thus far.”
Rhaenyra lasts about three seconds before bursting out with laughter at Alicent’s outrage. “How dare they?”
She gets a dirty look sent her way before Alicent rolls back toward her. Her head shakes dismissively and Rhaenyra can’t help bridging the gap to kiss her, tickled with the knowledge that the omega looked especially attractive whilst pissed off.
“And what about you?” Alicent whispers once they break apart. “What are your plans for the day? Thinking of picking up another stranger to ride out the last dregs of your rut?”
Rhaenyra knows it’s a joke. She knows it , but her brow furrows at the thought anyway. “No... I don’t want that. I’m much more interested in persuading my current rut partner to keep seeing me but-” She gives Alicent a knowing glance. “She hasn’t given me a straight answer yet, and if she’s unavailable, I’ll just have to make it on my own. Won’t be pleasant, but it’s doable now." She sighs happily. "You have drained me of five amazing nuts after all.”
Alicent looks at her unimpressed. “I’m genuinely horrified that your sex vocabulary is the same as a college student’s.”
She seems positively crossed with that notion and Rhaenyra has never felt a stronger urge to ask someone out in her life.
“I should tell you, for the sake of blunt honesty... I’m very attracted to your angry face.”
Rhaenyra flashes her a quick guilty smile and enjoys the hot flush that appears splattered across the omega’s neck.
Alicent seems to freeze and studies her with a blank face for about 5 seconds or so, before lifting the sheets to check where... look and behold, Rhaenyra’s cock is up and straining for her attention. Again.
White teeth close around the fullness of her lip and Alicent seems torn as she stares directly at Rhaenyra’s crotch, seemingly contemplating options before lowering the sheets back down. “We shouldn’t.” She half grumbles.
Rhaenyra is not good enough of an actress, and the disappointment she feels must have registered too plainly on her face, because Alicent is immediately thrust into damage control mode . “Believe me I want to, but... We’re pressed for time as it is and I refuse to go meet my son with a funny walk.”
Understanding flashes across the alpha’s face and a traitorous giggle slips unchecked, before she schools her features in a more reassuring manner.
“No, of course. Of course- I can be really gentle though.” Rhaenyra offers.
Her voice and face are entirely too hopeful, much like a kid trying to convince their friend to skip class with them.
“Can you?” Alicent seems entirely unconvinced, which makes Rhaenyra mildly offended.
“Wh- of course I can. Yes, absolutely!” Rhaenyra argues, and an idea suddenly pops into her mind. “You could... ride me. This way you’d have a lot more control over the mechanics.”
Alicent’s lips curl slightly indicating how obviously tempted by the idea she is, but eventually, after a moment of consideration her head dips bashfully. “Don’t know that I have the energy required for that right now.” She admits.
Rhaenyra’s eyes study her for a minute. She moves to sit with her back against the headboard, matching the other woman’s position and reaches for her hand. “Hey..” She says, drawing Alicent’s attention to her. “We don’t have to do anything, I’m fine now. Just... horny.” She gives Alicent her best understating smile. “It’s not the end of the world.”
Alicent nods her agreement, which Rhaenyra thinks seems to settle the issue. After a beat though, her eyes drop sensually and red curls move in a most hypnotizing way as she brings their hands up to press a little kiss against Rhaenyra’s fingers. “That’s very noble of you-” She pauses, arms moving to circle the alpha’s neck. “But have you considered... that I’d like to fuck you again as well?”
Rhaenyra nearly chokes. She’s sure her face looks ridiculous right now, mouth gaping like a fish as the sheets slip to unveil Alicent’s full breasts. Down below, her cock is positively throbbing with want, and the alpha knows with embarrassing clarity that were she to look down, a wet stain would already be visible at the tip of the sizable tent she’s pitching.
“In that case-” Rhaenyra moves to whisper against her cheek, dipping her head to press starving lips to Alicent’s pulse. “Why don’t you just- relax. Let me put in the work. I swear, I’ll make it gentle.”
Rhaenyra means every word, even as desire rages like hellfire across her lower abdomen. She uses her strength to maneuver them, one arm grasping at Alicent’s waist and slowly easing her back to lie on the mattress. The alpha’s abs tighten with tension as she moves to straddle the omega, their faces a mere inch apart, and Alicent breathes out the softest of moans straight into Rhaenyra’s mouth when the full weight of her erection drops against the soft flesh of her navel.
“Slow.” Alicent commands.
Their lips brush against each other sensuously as she speaks and Rhaenyra’s tongue slips in for a taste of her. “I’ll do anything you want.” She promises.
“Pushover.” Alicent smiles into the kiss before her teeth nip at the soft tissue of Rhanyra’s lip.
Rhaenyra’s grip around Alicent’s waist tightens and she struggles not to hump the soft skin beneath her shaft. Chills raise on her skin from the thin hairs at the nape of her neck all the way to the base of her spine. Slow . She has to remind herself.
“I prefer charming..” Her voice rasps as she allows her body to settle against Alicent’s. There’s so much warmth between them already and the promise of friction has the alpha’s senses on edge.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Alicent’s voice cuts through the fog, and one of her hands pushes at Rhaenyra’s chest, gently coaxing her to look down.
Rhaenyra is feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment. She frowns, confused as to what to look for, but nothing seems amiss. Alicent smells as aroused as she feels and all of Rhaenyra’s instincts are telling her to go for it. To slip herself nice and deep into Alicent’s core and give them both the relief they so obviously desire.
“Shit.” Rhaenyra’s eyes grow wider once she realizes what’s wrong. In her haste to get things going, she's completely forgotten about protection.
An embarrassed blush heats up her cheeks as she mentally scolds herself for the rookie mistake.“I’ll be right back… 10 seconds tops. Don’t move!”
Flustered and eager Rhaenyra scrambles to jump off the bed, making a run for the stairs whilst butt naked, to Alicent’s general delight. Her laughter follows Rhaenyra all the way to the living room, and she might just have set herself a record for quickest dick wrapping in history with how anxious she is to get back to the other woman.
“Did you slip that on while climbing the steps?” Alicent asks her. Two appropriately impressed and perfectly shaped eyebrows rise up as she ogles Rhaenyra’s admittedly delicious long and lean form, completely bare except for the sheer latex wrapped snugly around her girth.
“I multitasked.” The alpha deadpans before jumping back onto the bed.
“Congratulations.” Alicent replies, giggling as Rhaenyra showers her neck and collarbones in kisses.
“I had an idea on the way. Would you turn around for me, please.” Her lips whisper brazenly against the enticing gland at the side of her neck, and it causes the muscles on Alicent’s body to extend and flex like a cat's.
She studies the other woman for a bit, as Rhaenyra waits with baited breath for her to comply. Alicent is sure the alpha is keen to have her on her stomach, but even more so, Rhaenyra seems genuinely stricken with the urge to serve her pleasure, in exactly the way her omega has demanded of her. So she folds; her body shifts to press her belly against the mattress. She places her head against the soft pillow blissfully covered in Rhaenyra’s scent and offers her back in a show of complete trust.
Rhaenyra’s heart is pumping double time inside her chest and her eyes feast on the sight as the thick curtain of curls is brushed aside to reveal the full extent of Alicent’s back. She runs tingly palms down the smooth skin of her shoulders, tracing the soft curve of her waist before settling her grip on Alicent’s hips. Her thumbs press against the pretty dimples right above Alicent’s bottom and the omega’s breath hitches as Rhaenyra mounts her.
She wastes no time in getting as close as she can, bracing both hands on the mattress and leaning to press her nose right up against Alicent’s scent gland. She greedily inhales and practically melts against the omega's back, allowing her body to fully cover Alicent's in the most pleasurable way.
Alicent lets out a deep sigh and she can feel the way every muscle in her body relaxes at the increased contact.
Giving in to temptation Rhaenyra allows herself to gently move her hips in a small circle, her cock rutting gently against soft cheeks, and her next breath stutters out as she listens to Alicent moan low and sweet beneath her.
It takes Rhaenyra every shred of restraint she has to peel herself away from Alicent and instead focus on pressing her hands along her back, her fingers massaging the flesh with tender and careful motions. She's trying to be as gentle as she can, to draw this out. It’s delicious foreplay, and although she fails to stop her hips from moving from time to time, Rhaenyra makes the effort to focus entirely on giving Alicent the care she deserves- to make her feel as good as she has made Rhaenyra feel all night.
“These past few days have been torture,” Rhaenyra whispers, leaning over her. “Until you. You've been so good to me. I want- ” Rhaenyra trails off, her head dropping between the omega's shoulders as her hands knead at her sides. She almost says it. I want to make love to you . Fucking absurd.
Gently she grabs hold of Alicent’s ass, nearly salivating at the sight of warm supple skin denting beneath her fingertips. She gives it a long squeeze, before lifting it up just that little bit so she’s perfectly angled, and slowly, with one long stroke, Rhaenyra’s pushing into her.
She buries herself all the way in, eyes squeezing shut and hips resting flush against Alicent’s cheeks. She wants to giggle almost at how fucking good it feels, but manages to get a hold of herself, barely.
The only thing that matters now is Alicent, her pretty lips being nearly bitten through as she struggles to contain the sinful little sounds escaping her as Rhaenyra bottoms out.
“Good?” Rhaenyra asks, draping herself fully against the omegas back and pulling out an inch or two before pushing back in. Nice and easy. She is so fucking wet .
Alicent breaks into shivers beneath her and seems to have a hard time conjuring up words until Rhaenyra takes her earlobe into her mouth.
“I- yes...” Alicent sighs, restlessly pressing her cheek further into the pillowcase.
“Yes what baby?” Rhaenyra nuzzles against her cheek as her hips start to dig in, unhurried. Once.. twice.. and again. Not hard really, but deeper.
Alicent arches back into her as if struck by a livewire. “Yes it’s fucking good.” She rushes out. Her white knuckles fisting the sheets almost as hard as her cunt’s grip on the alpha.
“Oh- I’m glad.” Rhaenyra coos against her.
Alicent can feel the alpha’s lips curve into a smug cheeky little smile against the back of her neck, but she’s in too blissful a state to call her out. The slow, sensual rub of Rhaenyra’s breasts against her back, her anchoring weight grounding Alicent against the mattress. All of it works to build the increasing tension inside her.
She can feel Rhaenyra’s breath hitch every time she pulls out, and vaguely hear the small almost mewling sounds she makes each time she slips herself back in. It feels unbearably gentle, almost as if she’s edging them both, and in no time at all Alicent’s insides start to feel like jelly, oversensitive and at once completely relaxed.
In the thick of it, her gaze is drawn to Rhaenyra’s hand, becoming stuck on watching her veins straining with effort beneath pale skin. Their pulse synching up with each thrust. Impulsively she slips her own hand beneath it, tangling their fingers as the other reaches back to cling onto the alpha’s thigh. The sting of her nails don’t seem to bother the other woman in the least and soon Alicent herself can feel the matching sting of teeth closing around her shoulder.
It’ll bruise, and that thought alone has her clit throbbing. The mere suggestion of pain enhancing that growing delicious ache between her legs.
Rhaenyra is murmuring words against her skin. They’re hard to make out against other sounds, their soft moans and the wet slip of Rhaenyra’s cock thoroughly filling her. Still, her brain latches on to a few broken pieces; words like ‘ baby ’ and ‘ perfect ’, maybe even ‘ please ’? The sentiment is sweet, but Rhaenyra’s breath burns too hot against her skin, and it makes the omega in her needful to a point where Alicent can’t really focus on much more than the overwhelming urge to crumble around Rhaenyra’s length, and to drag the alpha along with her, into rapture.
Slowly, Alicent feels herself slipping into a frenzy as Rhaenyra stretches her ever so gently, almost as if her cock was sculpted to fit her. Even the slight curve of it working to tease spine tingling pleasure out of her. They haven’t been at it that long, but Alicent’s mind has it on a loop already.. Let me come on it. I need to come on it.
‘I’m close.” Is all she actually manages, but the effect is immediate.
Rhaenyra takes a deep breath, her stomach brushing against Alicent’s back as she grasps the one hand clinging at her thigh and brings both of Alicent’s hands up over head, holding them together by the wrists and effectively keeping her still before the alpha caves and switches back to form by starting to fuck her like she needs to put Alicent through the mattress.
It pushes her over the edge. Alicent cums screaming into the pillow, Rhaenyra’s name muffled by the soft cotton drenched in the alpha's scent. It feels unbelievable, and a full minute later she’s still shaking through it, moaning softly as the excess slick now pouring off her makes Rhaenyra’s lingering thrusts sound fucking obscene.
It’s without shadow of a doubt the most satisfying orgasm of her life, sending waves of pleasure rolling down her spine and blissfully emptying out her mind for a moment.
Soon, as her moans start to taper off into sighs of relief, Rhaenyra pulls away, attempting to give Alicent some space to recuperate. Alicent uses the break to sluggishly maneuver herself, turning over to lie on her back and facing her.
Gods what a sight ..
Rhaenyra is drenched in sweat, her chest moving rapidly and the muscles on her thighs straining as she sits back on her knees, still straddling her. The silvery strands of her hair, wet and dangling in a near criminal display of fucked out attractiveness.
For a split second Alicent considers reaching for her phone. Wonders if Rhaenyra would allow her to take a picture. Probably not, you horny little freak. She self admonishes.
Her mind's little detour ends once she takes in the state of the alpha. Rhaenyra is visibly shaking, eyes glued to Alicent’s cunt as she stares longingly at the sticky mess there. Still painfully hard.
“You want back in don’t you, darling?” Alicent has no idea what compels her to say it- nor when her voice had become so hoarse.
Rhaenyra’s eyes snap to meet hers at last, and her pupils look huge. She nods weakly, eyes fluttering shut as Alicent reaches for her, running the tips of her fingers up her belly, between her gorgeous breasts and all the way back down.
“Come here, handsome.” Alicent beckons. Her fingers now wrapped softly around Rhaenyra’s length, giving her a few lazy strokes that have the other woman all but collapsing between her legs.
“Open your eyes for me.” Alicent murmurs, pressing their foreheads together. It’s insane to experience; how eager she is for the unexpected rush that comes with making this beautiful stranger feel good.
Blue-violet eyes reveal themselves to her, but are too soon drawn back to the motions of her hand. Rhaenyra’s breath stutters with need as she watches, her brow furrowing prettily.
“I can cum for you like this.” She offers, or maybe begs.
Alicent kisses her cheek once, then her chin. “I know you can… but that’s not what you want, is it?” She breathes against her lips.
Rhaenyra whimpers quietly once her hand stills, and Alicent suppresses a grin feeling her hips rut forward a couple times, desperate for more.
“Alicent?” The alpha pleads.
There’s a rush to that too . Alicent realizes. “Tell me how you want it.”
Alicent cradles her face, gently pressing her thumb against the softness of her lip, and drawing Rhaenyra’s attention back to her. “You need to cum, don’t you?” Rhaenyra nods, as if in a haze. Her lips parting eagerly to bite at Alicent’s finger.
“Fucking gorgeous.” Alicent mutters earnestly, scratching gently at her scalp.”You’ll give me everything?”
The alpha visibly shivers at the words. Her eyes rolling to the back of her head as Alicent frees up her hand only to slip it down her back and reach for her ass.
“Please.” Rhaenyra is so far gone already- she can feel a warm drop of pre cum leaking out her tip as she speaks.
“Tell me how.” Alicent whispers against the sensitive skin of her neck, kissing her there before tracing her way back to look at her. “ How do you want to finish?”
Brown eyes hold her hostage and Rhaenyra is sure- so fucking sure she has never ever once in her life desired someone like this. She’s leashed, with no space for pretense in her mind anymore, nor in her heart. “Inside you.”
It feels somewhat like a confession. A distinctly odd thought for someone decidedly not religious. “I want- to kiss you while I fuck you. A thousand times, as often as you’ll let me.”
Alicent is stricken with the words. The statement really leaves no room for interpretation. The sheer honesty of it, the vulnerability in Rhaenyra’s voice makes it obvious; this is no longer a one night stand for her.
Alicent almost hurts herself, and definitely hurts Rhaenyra with the strength with which she clashes their mouths together, but there are no complaints. None. Not as Alicent’s tongue drinks in the alpha’s moans, her hand guiding the throbbing length back inside her.
“There you go, love.” Alicent whispers against kiss swollen lips. “Get yours.”
In her current state, Rhaeryra doesn’t hesitate.
Alicent’s words have devastating impact on her, and before her mind even fully registers the motions of her body, Rhaenyra is already frantically rutting against her.
“Fuck me...” Rhaenyra murmurs, desperately licking into the omega’s mouth. The taste of her works like a powerful drug rushing through Rhaenyra’s system, awakening every nerve and leaving her burning from the inside out with the need for more.
The overwhelming pleasure forces Rhaenyra’s eyes shut and her other senses take over. She’s immediately locked in on the sound and feel of Alicent’s breathing, hot and laboured in between kisses, as the omega allows herself to be taken.
Rhaenyra’s cock feels so fucking loaded, she’s aching for it. For relief, for a connection, for Alicent.
Desperate to feel even a fraction closer to the other woman while she chases her release, Rhaenyra pulls one of Alicent’s thighs up higher, trapping it against her hip and opening her up wider for her. The move earns her a sharp bite on her lip and an even tighter squeeze around her cock.
Rhaenyra nearly finishes on the spot.
“I’m close.” She whimpers; lips parting as she rests her head against Alicent’s. The omega smiles at her.
“Good.” Alicent murmurs, her voice dipping into that insane lower register that has driven Rhaenyra insane from the first time she heard it, back at the pub. “Give it to me.”
I’m gonna fucking marry her- Is the last thing that pops through Rhaenyra’s mind as her entire body vibrates with the urge to load Alicent up with everything she has. Her hips snap forward in jerky powerful motions, spurring Alicent to answer with a deep satisfied moan as she deliberately squeezes down hard around Rhaenyra’s shaft.
The alpha breathes out a strangled grunt at this vicious attack, and immediately starts gasping as she feels the pressure inside her erupt. Mid stroke, Rhaenyra lunges forward, muscles tight and thrusting deeply as cum explodes through her tip, vigorously filling up the condom in angry splashes while she sucks on Alicent’s lower lip and shamelessly whimpers her pleasure into her mouth, wishing desperately that she could spill inside the omega without restrictions.
The mere thought of it keeps her throbbing.
“Fuck me baby..you feel so good.” Rhaenyra rasps as she keeps pumping her over and over, slower now, dragging out her own pleasure and allowing Alicen’s tight walls to milk every trickle, before dropping Alicent’s leg to cradle her face in both hands and kissing her deeply.
Once they finally break apart, Rhaenyra sighs and tries to concentrate on the Herculean task of pulling out of Alicent without pouting. She thinks she’s doing an ok job of it, until Alicent grabs her by the chin and boldly declares “Fuck you, Rhaenyra.”
“Huh?” Her stomach drops all of a sudden as Alicent shakes her head in what Rhaenyra thinks seems like frustration.
“Everytime I watch you get off it makes me wanna go again. We’ve got to try and synchronize, for seven’s sake.. It’s not sustainable.” She mumbles that last bit as she reaches to help rid Rhaenyra of the now utterly swamped condom. Their last one.
Relief washes over Rhaenyra’s and she’s back on cloud fucking nine again. “I really don’t have a problem with that.”
After tying and tossing the remains of their last round, Alicent glares at her. “Stop smiling so much. You’ll pull something.” Despite her words, Alicent’s lips twitch as she suppresses her own grin.
“Hhm…can’t. I’m happy” Rhaenyra mumbles, kissing between Alicent’s breasts a couple of times before shifting her weight to rest on her side, still keeping full skin contact between them.
“Me too.”Alicent sighs, arms stretching above her head until a satisfying pop echoes through the room.
Spellbound, Rhaenyra can only watch. Her fingers twitch as she spots a small constellation of freckles near the dip of Alicent’s waist. “Would it be awkward if I told you this might be one of the best nights of my life?” She asks, quietly giving in and reaching to trace over the little dots reverently.
The omega takes a few seconds to answer, just studying her, before turning so they both face each other sideways. “No...it’s up there for me too.” Alicent replies, draping an arm snugly around her waist. “I may not be the one in rut, but I think I needed this just as much as you.”
Rhaenyra feels herself settling into the comfort of her casual touches. “No regrets?” She inquires, somewhat bashful in the afterglow. ”You’re feelling… good then?”
Logically, Rhaenyra knows that's probably the case. But after experiencing something that frankly feels… life altering with this woman, she can’t help but look for some reassurance that her feelings are reciprocated.
Her worries are cut short though, as Alicent responds with a playful nibble on her shoulder.
“Good doesn’t quite fit how I feel, I think . More like.. unbelievably relaxed and like I could sleep for a hundred hours.” Her laughter is infectious.
“I would say my invitation stands, but I understand no one could or should compete with the mighty Daeron...collector of blue dragons and slayer of pancakes.”
Alicent hums softly, flashing her a dimply little grin.“I’m stealing that.” Her brown eyes sparkle with amusement before they drift beyond Rhaenyra’s shoulder, to the clock by her bedside.
“I’ve really got to go now..” She sighs, apologetic. “I have maybe an hour and a half to get home, shower, and head to my aunt's house.”
By the following day, Rhaenyra is fully aware she will definitely be blaming her rut for how abhorrently greedy she’s acting at this moment.
“You could shower here and just- go straight to her place afterwards. Save some time?” Rhaenyra bites her lip innocently. Selfish fucking fucker her mind screams at her.
Alicent’s eyebrows rise. “And what? Use your shampoo and borrow your clothes?” Her skepticism doesn’t in any way negate how lovely the idea sounds to Rhaenyra at this point.
“Daeron is young-” She follows up. Not unkind, but firm. “But even he might be able to tell something is up if his mother shows up covered in some mysterious alpha’s scent.”
Rhaenyra swallows the mild embarrassment. Averting her eyes down to the sheets and hoping that depriving herself the pleasure of looking into Alicent’s eyes will spare her the shame of sounding like a stage five clinger in front of her crush.
“Ok, I yield! Sorry..” She mumbles into her palm and musters the strength to get out of the bed. “Let me call you a lift, yeah?” She offers, picking up her shirt and tossing it on before her rut dumb brain gets any ideas.
“That’d be lovely. Thank you.” Alicent says, smirking at the flustered state of the alpha.
They get dressed in silence, quietly stealing glances at each other, and Rhaenyra is acutely aware that each second brings them closer to separating. It’s uncalled for and so dramatic of her, but that’s ruts for you; permanent semis at a minimum and an intense desire for closeness if you happen to really like your partner. God she’s so fucked.
“Can I at least stay close to you while we wait?” She asks once they make their way downstairs.
It feels childish to ask, given they’ve been fucking each other like bunnies all night, but if Alicent thinks so, she hides it well. Instead, she takes Rhaenyra by the hand and allows her to crowd her space while she leans against the wall by the foyer.
“You never said yes.” Rhaenyra breathes, kissing Alicent’s forehead gently and relaxing as she inhales their combined scents.
“To what?” Alicent replies. Her hands uselessly smoothing at the creases on Rhaenyra’s shirt.
“Uh, dinner? I specifically recall asking you back on the couch, but then we got... distracted.” She points out, a little flushed at both the memory and a bit with actual nerves.
Alicent can’t quite put her finger on why watching Rhaenyra so visibly on edge over the possibility of not seeing her again gives her such a thrill, but she’s also not about to risk wasting this unlikely bout of great fucking karma.
“If I say yes, will you stop giving me the puppy eyes?” She kisses her softly once, and again.
“I might.” Rhaenyra murmurs, chasing her lips.
“Then give me your phone.”
She types in her number, cheekily saving it as ‘Pub girl’ and Rhaenyra immediately objects.
“No, come on.. Don’t save it like that!”
Alicent delights at the dismayed look on the alpha’s face. “What?” She teases. “ Should I write my name and add a little heart next to it?”
Rhaenyra blinks once, twice..her mouth opening as if she’s about to say something, but instead she just blushes.
“Here, you can change it yourself if you wanna get cute with it.” Alicent offers.
She looks on amused, as Rhaenyra immediately starts messing with her phone, screen purposefully hidden from her view and frowning prettily while she mutters. ‘Pub girl my arse…’
Once her phone gets pocketed, Rhaenyra wastes no time draping herself all over her again. Alicent doesn’t usually consider herself a very tactile person, but she catches herself hoping the alpha is still at least somewhat like this even outside her rut season.
“So… what will you do with the rest of your day?” She wonders as Rhaenyra wraps her arms securely around her waist.
She actually starts rocking them slightly side to side while she ponders the question. It makes Alicent feel strangely comforted.
“Well first.. I feel like I need to eat about three times my body weight in carbs, then I think I’ll crash for a few hours. Best get some shuteye before my body starts to become restless again. I feel loads better now, but in a few hours the cravings should be back to an extent. Nothing a good workout and maybe some uh.. personal attention won’t handle. I might even get some work done. I’ve been useless for the past two days.”
Trying not to get too caught up on the idea of her new…very sexy alpha friend? date person?? handling herself in Alicent’s absence, she chooses to instead concentrate on the latter part of that statement.
“What do you do for a living?” Alicent asks, tilting her head curiously.
“I’m a travel agent.”
“Get out- no you’re not.” She challenges, utterly caught off guard. “You’d have to be the most well paid travel agent in the world to afford a place like this.”
Rhaenyra actually starts laughing, breaking some of the tension that seemed to always pile up when the two of them so much as stood next to each other.
“Well, I actually own a modest sized travel agency, but you’re right. That's not where the money really comes from. At least not the bulk of it. My family has been wealthy for as long as... wealth has existed I guess?” Rhaenyra looks off in the distance as she says it. Seemingly taking in the absurdity of her statement.
“Usually people with generational wealth don’t branch out to selling other people vacations, Rhaenyra. They stick to family business.” Alicent observes astutely.
“My father would certainly agree with that statement.” Rhaenyra concedes easily.
“I almost let him push me into it when I was finishing school, but after my mother passed.. I just had a different perspective of things. You know I actually fucking hated the idea of working for him from the go? But the problem was that I also had no idea of what I wanted to do with my life.” She elaborates, toying with the belt loops on the back of Alicent’s trousers.
“Ever since I was a girl, all I really wanted to do was fly across the narrow sea. To see everything, experience as much as I could... and I was fortunate enough to actually have the means to do it. So it dawned on me one day- Why not put all of that experience to use? I had the experience, the capital, and the contacts. To this day I still think it was one of my most inspired ideas.”
She shrugs it off easily, as if she hadn’t just shared a life experience so dramatically far removed from anything in Alicent’s world that it kinda made her feel like a different species.
“Rhaenyra I have to ask…Are you like- a billionaire? Cause I might have an ethical or moral issue with your kind-” Alicent trails off, still slightly taken aback with the reminder that her hook up was in fact obscenely rich.
Taking notice of Alicent’s shock, Rhaenyra immediately tries to assuage her. “No! I’m not a billionaire.” She scoffs at the idea, before muttering quietly. “Not personally.”
That definitely has Alicent squinting her eyes for a bit because, What the hell does that mean? But then she reminds herself that she has literally known Rhaenyra for like 8 hours, several of which were spent doing unspeakable things to each other, so really? It’s ok that she doesn’t know all that much about her. They’ve got time.
“What about you?” Rhaenyra asks, obviously trying to stir the conversation away from the I’m richer than Scrooge Mcduck territory. “You mentioned Saturdays being your day off, but that’s about it.”
“You’ll think it’s boring.” Alicent says; and it earns her Rhaenyra’s now familiar puppy dog eyes. Extra effective now, with the first streaks of sunlight piercing through the open windows to illuminate her ridiculously coloured eyes.
“I’m an accountant. It’s not glamorous..at all. But, it’s a dependable job and it pays the bills. Which is exactly what I was looking for after the whole business with my father.”
“That’s not boring.” Rhaenyra affirms gently. “I’ve actually come to greatly appreciate my accountants services over the years. Anyone who owns anything needs a good one.”
She sounds absolutely sincere saying it too, which is unsurprisingly what works in making Alicent feel like they might just be of the same species afterall.
“Looking to hire?” She teases ludicrously.
The alpha smiles brightly before ducking her head, resting it against the wall and snug between Alicent’s neck and shoulder.
“While I’m sure you are very competent at your craft, Alicent- that would create a bit of a conflict of interests, you see? And I don’t want to risk it.” Rhaenyra runs her nose up the column of her neck, achieving the exact reaction desired as Alicent directs her straight towards her mouth.
“Why? Planning on keeping me around?” Alicent whispers against her lips, making Rhaenyra seriously consider getting on her knees and begging her to stay.
“I hope so.”
Rhaenyra kisses her exactly like that, like she means to keep her. Fusing their mouths together in a slow deliberate embrace, and feeling her heart skip wildly inside her chest as she tastes each sigh. Her tongue licks gently into Alicent’s mouth, teasing her, until the omega’s soft little moans are offered to her. They surge, low and warm against Rhaenyra’s lips, becoming breathier once the alpha presses her flat against the wall, reminding Alicent of exactly how much Rhaenyra still wants her.
"Come back tomorrow. Please Alicent. If you need…help. A sitter- or two even, I’ll pay. Just come back.” Rhaenyra pleads, utterly beyond caring about not coming off desperate.
Alicent sags against her, resting her forehead against Rhaenyra’s as she catches her breath and tries to think responsibly. A task made very very hard by the fact that Rhaenyra is currently looking at her like Alicent is her sole source of oxygen on the planet.
“It’s not that simple, Rhaenyra. Especially not on such short notice.” She hesitates, considering the possibilities. “I could maybe sneak off after dinner, if my cousin agrees to watch Daeron, but I don’t want you to be held up waiting.”
Rhaenyra very obviously chooses to ignore that last bit, and the spark of hope takes hold immediately as her face breaks into the most brilliant smile.
“Oh but I will be waiting, Alicent.” She says, lightly grazing their noses together. “You’ll find me camping out by the door.”
Rhaenyra’s excitement is palpable as she reaches up to cradle the side of her face, brushing stray curls behind Alicent’s ear.
“Rhaenyra, I’m serious. I’m not making you any promises, alright? But… I’ll try. If anything, to ensure you still owe me.” She pauses, considering her next words carefully.
“You know… my heat is supposed to arrive soon, and it's come to my attention just recently, that it can be a huge pain to find adequate partners these days.”
Rhaenyra’s eyes grow comically wide. "When?" She rushes out.
Both of them regard each other with slightly unsteady breaths and Rhaenyra’s dazed eyes follow Alicent’s lips with half-lidded agony.
"A month, give or take. If you're interested in returning the favor, I’d appreciate it"
Rhaenyra smiles at her like a little kid who just found out Santa is real. She looks fucking elated and Alicent thinks she might understand now what people mean when they talk about soulmates.
"It would be the honor of my life."
The eagerness pouring out of her is contagious. Alicent can easily picture Rhaenyra marking off days on a calendar and the mental image leaves her feeling warm inside.
"Alright. It’s a date."