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The kiss is all teeth and tongue; more blood and anger than pleasure at first, but when Aemond discovers he isn't fighting him for control, his movements soften. Aegon whines into his mouth, a high, needy noise, and feels his brother's hold on his hair tighten. Aemond pulls away to make quick work of his own shirt, and Aegon presses his mouth to his collarbone instead, tasting sweat and dragon fire on his tongue. "Fuck me", he whispers against his brother's skin. "Make me yours, make it all go away."
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Or, a short Aegon character study. Someone fuck this man like the bratty sub he is.
Bookmarked by Vokaloid
06 May 2025
