2 Works by Fetchke
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The first hour went by relatively simply. She would twirl and twist around in the bed; he would grab her if she was about to fall off it. She would get up sometimes, unsteady like a newborn calf; he would get up with her, hold her and guide her back to bed. She would moan and whimper and he would pretend not to hear it. Sometimes she would curl against him for a bit, he would put an arm around her and gently stroke her skin or hair until she pushed him off, probably overstimulated, and went back to thrashing around. He picked up a book to pass the time – he had to find paper instead of his usual tablet because his niece would periodically knock it the fuck out of his hands with a slap. He hoped she was at least having a good time.
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Rhaenyra takes too much ecstasy and Daemon is tasked with taking care of her while she's coming off.
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Aurora has been acting odd ever since they retired to their nest for the night. Actually, this has been going on for days, maybe even weeks at this point, but the Queen of the Moors didn’t want to ponder on what it meant. She just wanted some peace and quiet to assess the day’s events in her head, but her new co-Queen made it rather difficult with her constant shifting and moving about.