𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆

VALENTINE SPECIAL | Part ii

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"Uncle," Alaesys said as she walked closer, looking between him and Visenya.

"I acknowledge that you have read the letter I sent you. Did you discern its meaning quickly, or do you require further assistance?" Deamon said after noticing the flower in her hand, placing his sleeping daughter back in her cradle.

"No further assistance is necessary. I have comprehended the message." Alaesys replies as she shakes her head, stepping closer and displaying the letter on the sender's chest. It was at that moment that she noticed the rose.

"Oh," That's all Daemon said, observing her and the letter with his hands behind his back.

"Oh? Oh? That's all you are going to say." Alaesys looked at him, appearing displeased and choosing to disregard the rose at this time

"What else is there to say? You have already deciphered its meaning," Daemon shrugged, provoking the recipient further.

"I would appreciate an explanation regarding why you sent it to me. It is worth noting that you are wed to another," Alaesys stated firmly.

"Nevertheless, that did not prevent you from showing interest in both her and me," Daemon retorted, staring at her as she accepted the letter.

"What are you talking about?" Alaesys scoffs and shakes her head a little.

"I am uncertain what you are referring to," Alaesys scoffed, shaking her head slightly.

"Based on my observations, it appears that you have grasped the concept, Princess," Daemon stated in a polite tone, gently tapping the tip of her nose and causing her to scrunch it.

"No, I do not," Alaesys refuted the accusation, stepping back as he approached her. "I have no such inclination," she declared.

"You do. Staring at Rhaenyra and me from afar. Defending her children and mine." However, Daemon countered by pointing out her behavior of observing Rhaenyra and him from a distance and defending their children. The discrepancy between their sizes made her retreat even further.

"My actions of safeguarding your and her offspring were of my own volition, and not for either of you," she replied with conviction as her back reached the wall.

"I acknowledge the statement made, that the act of helping others is done with their best interests in mind. However, it is important to note that there have been times when you have supported and defended myself and Rhaenyra." Daemon nodded, trapping alaesys.

"In particular, I recall the instance where you tucked Rhaenyra beside me to provide comfort when she was emotionally distressed and believed I was asleep and unaware of the situation. It was a gesture that I deeply appreciated and will not forget." Daemon added, interrupting Alaesys who was about to deny it.

"I appreciate and value your defense for Rhaenyra and her rightful heir's claim to the throne, as well as my own reputation." Daemon continues, staring at Alaesys who responded by shaking her head and placing her hand on his chest to create some distance between them.

"Understood. However, may I ask for clarification on the purpose of your statement? My ability to perform those tasks may have been influenced by my familial relationship with Rhaenyra and your position as my uncle," Alaesys attempted to convey before being interrupted by a gesture from Daemon, who proceeded to gently lift her chin with his index finger.

"I think we both know that you didn't do it out of love for family, Alaesys," Daemon whispered, his thumb gently caressing her lower lip. "You may say that it's all for the sake of Rhaenyra and me being together, but deep down, I know that you don't actually care about us in a family way. It's something else that drives you."

"I don--"

"I am aware that you possess some knowledge of our whereabouts. It appears that you requested information from a servant or maester regarding the whereabouts of Rhaenyra and myself," Daemon stated as he lowered his head to her shoulder. His first kiss elicited a tense response from her, yet he persisted, planting more kisses upon her neck.

"Uncle--" The young lady's countenance manifested a gradual relaxation with each successive kiss, leading to a state of repose wherein she nestled against the embrace of Daemon and tilted her head in a lax and supine posture.

"You know my name, Dārilaros," Daemon mumbled softly, his warm breath tickling her ear as she felt his strong arms wrap around her body. One hand tightly gripped her hip, pulling her closer to him, while the other hand moved up her waist, sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the heat emanating from his body as he pressed himself against her, his lips brushing against her neck. Despite the rush of sensations flooding her, she couldn't help but feel a sense of safety and comfort in his embrace.

Alaesys' voice trembled as she spoke, "This isn't right, Daemon. You are wed---" Despite her inner conflict, her hand reached up and fiercely gripped the back of his neck as if trying to hold on to him and prevent him from making a mistake.

"Alaesys, you are a precious gem," Daemon grab her hands and pin them on the wall as he began sucking her neck, small whine and moan left her mouth as she could partially feel lovebites being left on her neck, her thighs pressed together as she squirmed in his arm.

"I swore to protect and love, where you will be cherished and adored." Daemon's lips collided with hers, unleashing a torrent of pent-up desire. His hands found their way to her waist, pulling Aleasys closer, their bodies pressed together in a fervent embrace. The heat between them intensified as their tongues tangled, exploring each other's mouths with a primal hunger.

With a low growl, Daemon's grip tightened, marking her as his own. His touch ignited a fire within her, consuming her inhibitions, and leaving only a burning need for him. Their bodies moved in a frantic rhythm, their breaths mingling in the air as their passion reached its peak, and a surge of electricity coursed through their bodies.

The kiss was fierce and passionate, fueled by a magnetic pull that neither of them could resist. Their tongues danced together, a sensual battle for dominance, as the intensity of their connection deepened, even forgetting about Visenya, who was peacefully sleeping in her cradle.

Alaesys' hands found their way to Daemon's hair, gripping it tightly, pulling him closer, her nails grazing his scalp. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves that drove him wild with desire. The heat between them grew with each passing second, their bodies molding together as if they were made for each other.

Their lips moved in perfect sync, a symphony of need and longing. The taste of one another was intoxicating, setting their senses ablaze. The world around them faded into oblivion as their kiss carried them to a realm where nothing else mattered except the fire that burned between them.

Daemon's lips trailed down Alaesys' jawline, leaving a trail of hot kisses along her neck. His teeth grazed her delicate skin, eliciting a gasp of pleasure that escaped her parted lips. Every touch, every nibble, sent waves of desire pulsating through her veins, igniting a hunger that only he could satisfy.

Alaesys' fingers traced the contours of Daemon's muscular chest, feeling the power that lay beneath his skin. The rhythm of their breaths became one, their bodies moving in unison, fueled by a shared craving that demanded to be satiated.

As their lips parted, a trail of hot kisses traced down her neck, leaving a path of goosebumps in their wake as Alaesys eyes widened as she realized what just happened.

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(A/N: Well, what was interesting 🤐...)