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Dorne was a paradisiacal place for anyone who had just discovered it, with its immense deserts and exotic foods - no place in Westeros had such good fruit, the place around Sunspear was simple and modest. With its scorching sun and cool winds, Dorne was completely different and new to the young Targaryen princes. Everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knew of the ancient rivalry between the Targaryen and Martell Families - a feud that has passed down through generations. Jacaerys leaned on the bench on his balcony and breathed in that smell of wet earth, the sun starting to dry the earth around the castle. Stuffy and humid air, the boy was used to wet ground in Dragonstone....but in Dorne it was totally different, for many people Dorne was a peninsula that they shouldn't take seriously. Everyone was wrong, the place was beautiful and fantastic, of course Velaryon would never say that out loud - because as you know, their families hated each other. Jace did not take away the right of the Ruler of House Nymeros Martell to hate their ancestors and he also could not take away his family's anger over the death of Queen Rhaenys, his ancestor.
When the couple arrived in the seas of Dorne and docked in the port of Sunspear, Velaryon and Targaryen were welcomed by the princes and princesses of House Martell. Aemond wasn't too happy about asking the people of Dorne for help, the boy wasn't happy with his husband for the idea - the one-eyed man took his ancestors' fight very seriously. Jacaerys knew that to win this war they would have to have the support of Dorne, the prince thought that some past riches should be forgotten. At the moment, Dorne's support was completely necessary, they had a war to win and making alliances was the essential point - Jace could do nothing wrong, leaving Dorne without his military support was not an option. Many things were strange in that place, most especially the concept of "Prince and Princess" - they didn't refer to each other as King or Queen, that was strange. The Heir knew that those people didn't like his family, but they should try at any cost to that alliance....even marrying some of his brothers.
"I'm sorry baby, I wish you were born into a calmer or more normal family. At least you'll be very loved, we'll figure it out. Dad will sort it out, I promise.." - He said looking at his belly, He crawls to the window sill , knowing that her unborn child loves the cool breezes of Dorne. Jacaerys was thinking about every detail of the events that led him to that point, he placed his hand on his already well-shown round belly. The omega could feel his baby moving in his womb, he tried to remain calm. - "Please be safe, let nothing happen to them in my absence." - The longing and concern for his family was written all over his face, he prayed every day that his mother, cousins and brothers were okay. Deep down, the doubt still remained in his mind, would it be so bad to leave. Leaving the whole mess behind, Jace would never admit more since meeting his father Laenor...he had been thinking about leaving. The idea crossed his mind several times, to continue following Aemond's plan and start a new life. Just the three of them, without war and death.
- "What are you thinking about, everything will be fine, love!" . - The blonde came from behind and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy's belly, Aemond could feel the concern in Jacaerys. - "I swear to you, no one will hurt you. I will kill whoever is necessary to do so, you will feel the steel of my sword and the heat of Vhagar's flames." - The Alpha came out from behind the Omega, they were facing each other. Jacaerys smiled at her husband and hugged him, resting her head on his chest. And the hug was returned with a stroller and affection. They exchanged a warm and deep kiss, slowly Jace moved away from Aemond and leaned against the balcony railing.
-" I know, dear, we love you for that. But I don't think love and threats will help us at this moment. Aemond, I want you to promise me that you will behave. I don't want any mistakes in this mission, we have to get Dorne's support ! ". -Jace said authoritatively, his expression was stern and concentrated. - "Aemond look at me. Aemond! . ALPHA!. " - The blonde boy just snorted and rolled his eyes, the Targaryen didn't trust anyone in that place.
- I understand, I'm not deaf. I just don't understand why we need these sand eaters. They are starving and fighting for water. We should finish what Queen Rhaenys started, they should beg for our help. And not us for theirs! . This is betrayal of our ancestors, they must be ashamed of us. Shameful, I should take Vhagar and burn this place down. - Aemond complained with resentment, for the blonde they would bring him to his knees. From the beginning of the trip he complained about the idea, if it were for Aemond's plans, he and Jace would already be very far from that place. Jacaerys wasn't supposed to get involved in his family's war, when he took him away, the plan was to stay away from that war and keep him and the baby safe - but Jace was making everything difficult.
Is this some kind of joke?-" Jacaerys asked, quiet but aggressive, staring at him. Aemond held his gaze for a few more moments, then withered, staring at the ground for what seemed like a lifetime of silence. - They don't have any Grace, we need their support. I would think it's funny for our families to die, because I don't. The more support we have, the faster we end these battles, and the number of bodies decreases. When everything is finished we will have a beautiful family. But please keep your mouth shut.
- But everything I said is still true, love. Look, in my opinion we don't need them, but I know that without the support of the sand eaters it will be difficult to win the war. But don't worry, I won't give my opinion, I'll keep my mouth shut. -said Aemond reluctantly, he would do everything Jace asked-but he was not happy. -
Aemond sighs in restraint
- Great, good boy. Now darling we have a date. He used to smile. Be charming! . If you behave, you will get a prize. If I don't kill you!- Jacaerys gives her husband a quick kiss on the lips.
Aemond took the opportunity and grabbed Jace's waist, pulling the boy even closer to his body. He intensifies the kiss, devouring her lips. Aemond tentatively places his hand on the bulge under Jace's pants. The Prince groans, effectively breaking the union of their lips. He holds Jacaerys' wrist, ignoring the omega's sly curses. Aemond makes Jace take a few steps back, until he feels his bottom hitting a small table there, Jace finally feels cornered by the Alpha in front of him. Aemond kicked the table in front of him, noting that the wood was strong enough to support Jace - he found that the furniture was safe. Jacaerys sat on the table and opened her legs to accommodate Aemond's bulge between her thighs. The blonde slowly takes off the smaller man's coat in front of him, Jace shivers at the cool air on his bare skin. Neither of them cares if anyone sees them, they were busy in their own world. Aemond undoes the laces of his pants, lowering them to his ankles. He leans down to capture more of Jacerys's lips, moving his hands down and smoothing Jace's thick thighs, until he finally gets where he wants.
Aemod doesn't bother to hide his ferocity. Jace could see the hunger shining in his eyes and his lips forming an obvious snarl, he was loving it. The alpha shoves two thick fingers inside his hole unceremoniously, making Jace squirt even more. His face turned red as he realized that someone will clean it up later. His cock head gets stuck on the edge of Jace's ass, where Aemond unceremoniously pushes in. Jacaerys groans at the sudden action, he starts to hold the table - the moans were the only thing heard on that balcony. All Jace wants is to feel his husband's knot inside him, and the thick jets of cum coating the walls of his uterus. The omega reaches out and grabs the Alpha's shirt with unsteady hands. He must look like a mess, his face tear-stained and red from exertion and pleasure. Aemond wasted very little time and Jace groaned as his cock pressed inside. The blonde slowly enters him once again, squeezing his hips tightly so that his hands leave marks on the boy's fur. He starts to penetrate hard and strong, the table shakes and creaks. Jace grips the edge of the table so violently that his knuckles turn white against his flushed skin, and his palms are scratched. Aemond penetrates him harder, leaning on Jacaerys, biting her shoulder while hitting him harder and harder. All that comes from Jace are broken, pleading sounds. Targaryen guides his hand to the black curls of Velaryon's hair, he catches them and pulls them back, they kiss and the young man feels pain in his neck. Aemond withdraws from Jace once more, and gently pushes himself into the smaller Targaryen boy again. But when he sees that he takes him only with small shrill moans, he ends up attacking him all at once, eliciting a shrill scream from him that was certainly heard throughout the castle. The couple's moans could be heard, but they didn't care if someone was watching them. And finally Aemond comes spilling his seed, deep inside Jacaerys, with a liberating and satisfied moan. He collapses onto Jace, still inside him, the two bodies wet and sticky against each other, Aemond's weight pinning the young man to the table.
The knock comes again, this time loud enough for the couple to notice. The alpha growls menacingly, angered by the deliberate interruption, and moves off Jace.
- Aemond, the door! . - Jace said breathlessly, he tried with a slight push on his husband's shoulder.
- Hell! - Aemond lowers his head, unwilling to face their reality. He finally takes a look at the door, reluctantly and not at all happy Aemond answered the door. Barring anyone from the front of the place, preventing anyone from looking at Jacerys. He was one of the Martell men, calling them to the meeting. - Tell your gentlemen that we are already leaving, give us a few minutes. -Jacaerys had already stood up weakly and put on her clothes, her face was flushed and panting-reality finally dawned on the boy, and what they did.
- Get dressed, we're late. I can't believe we did this at this time, I hate you. Remember, no cutesy stuff. Gods. -The boy said, leaning against the wall and with one hand on his back, his back hurt, he would never lie on a table again in his life.
After getting ready and putting on their clothes, Jacerys once again lectured Aemond on how to behave. He also threatened if he got in the way, he would be beaten - The meeting was important. Aemond was always silent in his thoughts - he knew that Jace always took his word for it. EVER!!. And in the end the two left the room. The couple met with Prince Qoren Martell, and his eldest daughter Aliandra Nymeros Martell, the sovereigns of the House.
Everyone was gathered in the large garden and the place was decorated and filled with flowers, the guards showed where they would meet. Everything was peaceful among the members of House Martell, the Lord laughed and ate with his friends as normal. They approached to join the group, Jacaerys in his thoughts was worried about someone else, he feared that Aemond would lose his patience and all the work until then would be wasted. The brunette put his hand on his belly, holding on to it to calm himself down - the Dragon just wanted everything to go well. Next to him Aemond saw the changes in his omega's face, and also how he was clutching his stomach - he knew that Jace was thinking about a thousand things, so that everything would go as planned. Everything was a matter of planning, worry and anxiety, the blonde would never harm you. The two loved each other, and that's all that mattered and so he would be as polite as he could. At first the conversation went well between both families, of course there were some barbs exchanged by Aemond and Aliandra Martell - nothing else that could be dangerous. Jacaerys declared the good and bad terms of the war, he assured the Dragon Queen's support before House Martell and so they finally put the past behind them. There were small discussions about the terms and everything else, in the end the leaders just said they would think about it.....they left leaving the couple alone and without an answer.
That same afternoon, young Velaryon was invited by Princess Aliandra for a short walk in her garden, the same invitation was denied to Aemond - which left the Alpha less than happy. Leaving his omega and unborn child unprotected from his gaze was not an option for him. Aemond showed his discomfort with Jace, but nothing helped. They were guests and were expected to be kind to their hosts, so he was not open to discussion about the boy's outing with the princess. Then that same afternoon, Jacaerys went for his walk, leaving a disgruntled Alpha behind. Before Velaryon even left, Aemond did the favor of marking his territory on the young omega - he filled Jace with his pheromones, making it clear that the smaller Targaryen already had a partner. And no princess or prince of Dorne would lay their hands on him, if anyone tried, the blond would rip out his throat and impale his body. When Jace left for his walk with the princess, Aemond stayed behind and watched them from afar - the Targaryen tried to follow them from afar, following his footsteps. While Aemond showed concern, Jacaerys was determined not to fail, from the beginning having Dorne's support crossed the prince's mind. But he thought the place was far from any chance, but all his plans had changed because of Aemond, at that moment he would at least have to try. With every step he took toward his meeting Jace's anxiety increased, and he also knew if anything happened, Aemond and Vhagar would be nearby to cover. He is the prince of Westeros and future King, it was time to honor those titles that his mother gave him. Jacaerys would not leave Dorne without an alliance. In the distance Aemond could feel his intense gaze, he was happy about it. He knew that stress would be bad for him, and especially for the baby. He felt his baby kick and move, even he knew his stress. But even he was distressed, the boy didn't want to show it in front of his partner... but the wrinkles of worry and fear began to appear on his forehead.
We must agree that your majesty is punctual, right on time. Are we going to start or should we wait for your Alpha, where is that nervous blonde. - asked Aliandra. From the first time she and Aemond didn't get along, they always teased each other in each other's presence. It wasn't just the Targaryen who remembered his ancestors with Dorne, but Martell also remembered the event of his ancestors with the Targaryens. In short, they hated each other.
- My husband is absent from this meeting. It'll just be you and me, but don't worry...he's close by. - declared the young omega cold and punctual.
- Oh, you got married. Very interesting. - The girl just smiled - But I thought it was strange that he wasn't here, a dog always follows its owner. - Martell says with an air of mockery, with those snake eyes, - Then I think it's better to get going, little prince. - The Dornesa walked with slow steps in front of Jace, she guided him through the gardens.
They passed by people and were revered by them, the boy could see how much the people of Dorne liked their princess. It was a short walk until they stopped on one of the balconies, then Jace started talking. Sweat was running down his face, the weather was cool but still hot. The Princess was a mystery to him, since her arrival she just remained silent and observed. The Targaryen hated being watched, watched and that woman was an expert on that subject. Then they were silent for a few minutes, especially the Alpha Female. She listened to Jacaerys make statements about the alliance between their houses, extremely silent and without showing any expression. It seemed that Aliandra was discouraged, just being in the presence of the young Prince. She took long sighs, scratched her nose and tapped her fingers on the balcony where they stopped - this was making the boy nervous, from the beginning she just listened and didn't say anything.
- Stop !. I've heard enough, boy. I understand, fire and blood, war and death. Tell me something new, and just war darling....people die in it. I've been hearing the same chant ever since you and your mangy one-eyed dog got here. - Pronounced Aliandra, when speaking Aemond.
- SHUT UP! Don't talk about him like that, you don't know him. -Jace couldn't hold back any longer, from the beginning that woman did the favor of insulting her Alpha. But everything has a limit, she couldn't take it anymore. - Next time you talk about my HUSBAND like that, I'm going to finish what my ancestor Rhaenys did. I'm going to turn this place into ashes, and put an end to that damn smile - A fury passed through Velaryon's eyes, and his pheromones were agitated. A totally angry expression, they just stared at each other.
- Hahahahaha. Bravo, Hahahaahh. - Martell started clapping and laughing. - Look, I swear I even felt a little goosebumps, but let's tell the truth. You are pitiful, just a scared child who had to grow up quickly. As a Princess, I understand the subject. But you, boy, just have bad luck in life. Called a bastard his entire life, pregnant with his family's enemy, everyone underestimating him for being an omega. Hated by many and loved by few, tragic! .Still, he had everything in the palm of his hand, and no one took him seriously. - And there was another one with snake eyes, Dornesa was looking at him with a smug and mocking smile.
- Whoever you think you are, you don't know anything about me or my family. You may be right, but it's me that people respect and not you. As far as I know, no one cares about Dorne. - Jace approached her, and looked coldly into her eyes. If she had snake eyes, he would show her Dragon eyes. - How do they talk, just wild walking on street vendors. To the rest of the Realms, you are just dust. You're not so different from me, always underestimated and silent. - Finally Jace achieved a victory, Aliandra had fallen silent and seemed shocked. She opened and closed her mouth, and then there was silence. The only thing that was heard was the noise of nature around her, but he knew that soon the Alpha woman... would throw her poison at him.
- You may be right, omega. But you are here, desperate and begging for help from the savages who ride on street vendors. Who is pathetic now, your majesty. -And one more thing Dornesa did, she managed to shut Jacaerys up.
As you wish, Princess. GOODBYE! -she said, practically turning to leave, but her arm was grabbed and she was turned around abruptly.
- You talked and talked, now it's mine. So shut up, boy. So look, how about a little game. And if you happen to win, I'll lend our support in your war. - The Alpha began to circle around Jace, with the same evil smile.
- You can send it, I can get anything. - he said confidently.
- Not so sad, young hero. - Aliandra grabbed Jace's shoulders from behind, and kept tapping her fingers there. - I'm going to ask you a question, just one question. If you answer truthfully, the troops are yours. -She whispered in his ear.
-Give me your word, that you will fulfill the agreement..-asked Jace suspiciously, The woman just assured that she will fulfill the agreement.
- Great! We know if he can get support from Dorne, he will return to Westeros and save his family. But if you don't get support, you need to make a choice. Run away with your loved one and your baby to paradise, like he ran away with you. -She surrounded him again, only now she caressed her face and stopped in her tracks. - Or go back to Westeros to die, see everyone you love perish like corpses. Will he be a hero or a fugitive? . -she whispered in her ear. - My question Jacaerys, if you don't get support...- Aliandra placed one of her hands on Jace's belly and caressed it. The boy felt his blood run cold, she just looked at him with a smile. -
Will you come back to die!? - Martell lifted Jace's face with her hand, she grabbed his chin and made him look at her.
- I will come back!
- You're lying! . Hahahah-She grabbed her belly with the same hand, Jace could feel her nails scratching his coat, and a little more would reach his belly. Aliandra walked away laughing at Jace's reaction, leaving the boy frozen in place. In the distance, the Princess's laughter could be heard.
The boy could feel his throat go dry at the time and it was possible to feel the dryness tear inside, the words wouldn't come out and not a single word. How could that woman have discovered his idea of leaving, he would never abandon his family… but the idea and desire were there. He was always there, it wasn't a crime for poor Jacaerys to think about himself before. But that statement took him by surprise, he placed his left hand on his belly and could feel his baby agitating. He could still feel the princess's hand and nails on her body, he grabbed the spot tightly and did the only thing he could do, he just took a deep breath, trying to bring in the air he was missing. So Jacaerys just raised his head, sighed deeply and walked away. Avoiding any tears that threatened to fall from his eyes, the pregnancy hormones made him sensitive. But he wouldn't give that damn snake the pleasure of seeing him cry, he just went to his room. With heavy steps and an angry look on his face, anyone could see the bad mood the young Prince was in, no one dared to interrupt him. The air was heavy around him, his pheromones made everyone feel sick - it was clear he wanted to kill someone.
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Jacaerys Velaryon Targaryen, the First of His Name. Future King of Westeros. Dragon Knight. The young prince could take all the names he wanted, but nothing would change how he felt. Fear. Anger. Anguish. Abandonment. Loneliness. Despair. Frustration. When the brunette looked back, a long time ago. Everything was easier, or almost easier. He would have preferred it when he was still a child, and his only concern was just playing with his brothers or reading books in the Royal Library. Jace could still hear the princess's venomous voice in his head, her words still had a bitter taste. How dare that bitch offend him, she didn't know who he was, she didn't know his heart or his loyalty. But maybe she was right, he was a coward. The idea of leaving crossed his mind over and over again. He loved his mother and his family, but now he had his own family to protect. At first Jacaerys didn't understand Aemond, but he ended up understanding the blonde. The eldest just wanted to protect those he loved, and feared that Jace or the baby would die in the war - his only option was to flee, desperate but wisely orchestrated. Taking them both to safety, where nothing would hurt them. Now Velaryon understood his Alpha, it was not cowardice but security. Sometimes he wished he hadn't been born into the royal family, like right now. Without realizing it, Jacaerys arrived in his room. He just wanted to snuggle into the arms of his beloved, and forget about the world outside.
But the hateful woman's words still echoed in his mind: Will he be a Hero or a fugitive!? He will return to Die!?.
Aemond's sweet smell circulated around the room, the entire place was marked by the Alpha Targaryen - no one dared to enter his territory. For other people the place was unbearable to enter, heavy pheromones permeated everywhere, it was desperate for strangers who smelled it. But for Jacaerys it was the most perfect place, home sweet home. He felt protected between those walls, the omega could finally breathe a sigh of relief. A sad look passed through him, as he noticed that Aemond was not in the room - he wanted his Alpha. But being surrounded by that fragrance brought him security, he took a deep and relieved breath - at the moment this would last until Blondie arrived.
He crawled over to the bed and sat leaning on it, his eyes were red and his nose was wet. Exhausted, that's how Jace felt. A small idea appeared in his head, if he were at home everything would be ready by this time of the championship. The boy got up and started to choose some of his husband's clothes, it was time to build his nest.
- This might work, isn't it baby! Calm down, dad, go get some sleep, we need it. - He continued to pick up the clothes and take them in piles to the couple's bed. Jace lifted one of Aemond's shirts to his nose, took a deep breath and inhaled the scent and hugged the clothes. Wild. Intoxicating. Welcoming. Testosterone. Pure Lust. Perfect smells of his Alpha, everything Aemond was and represented to him. He wasn't there, but he smelled more. Picking up all the clothes, he took them to the bed. Gathering everything together and some blankets, they threw them on the mattress and lay down - gathering everything around them and trying to sleep. Finally he can rest, feeling protected by that smell. And this managed to calm him and his baby for a short time, the smell was decent, but he still wanted the owner of those clothes. Your Alpha. Your partner. Your husband. Love of Your Life. He only wanted yours, Aemond.