Forbidden Desires: A Targaryen Tale

The Targaryens decided to ride to Sunspear, of course flying on a dragon would be faster but Aegon decided to go on an procession, show the people that he and Rhaenys alongside Daemon and Daenerys were going to be the next rulers of Westeros. The Dornish soldiers flanked them making sure nobody tried anything, they were in a 'safe' place but with the sellsword that attempted to take Myrcella back to Kingslanding changed things. Aegon was riding at the front with Rhaenys by his side, Daemon was behind him, Ari was riding beside him on the right with Daenerys on the left.

They rode through the streets of the city with people cheering at them, at that moment their dragons decided to show up, the fours beasts appeared out of the clouds and flew down, the small dots in the blue sky soon turned into massive things above them, some of the small folk screamed in panic, some stared at awe and other cheered even more with the return of dragons, and most importantly, the return of Aegon and Rhaenys Targaryen, the children of Elia Martell.

"Some of these people don't like me," Daemon murmured. Arianne's eyes looked to a couple of people scowling at him. 

"You shouldn't care about them, they believe that Lyanna Stark seduced Rhaegar and caused the Rebellion and the death of my aunt, their princess, and you happened to be their offspring, we'll fix that later." She pressed her hand on his arm.

They rode for some time until they arrived at the palace, the guards knelt and helped them dismount their horses. "King Aegon and Queen Rhaenys Targaryen, Son of Elia Martell and Rhaegar Targaryen. 

"Prince Daemon Targaryen, Son of Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen."

"Princess Daenerys Targaryen, Daughter of Aerys Targaryen and Rhaella Targaryen." The Guard yelled.

Aegon walked to the middle of the courtyard with Rhaenys by his side. "Please, rise." He motioned.

A boy, maybe a couple years younger than them stepped forward. "Cousins, you're finally here." 

Black hair, olive skin, looks like Ari. Trystane.

Rhaenys smiled and opened her arms, she hugged the boy and rubbed his back. "Trystane, it's nice to finally meet you cousin." 

The boy hugged her back then backed off. "It's an honour, Yours Grace." He bowed.

"Please, we are not King and Queen yet," Aegon waved and shook the boy's hand. "This is my Brother and Aunt, Daemon and Daenerys." Aegon pointed to his kin, Trystane eyed Daemon for a second before offering a small smile.

"It's everything ready baby brother?" Ari said approaching her younger sibling and pitching his cheek. "Where's our stupid brother?" 

Trystane slapped her hand and rubbed his cheek sending her a scowl. "Quentyn is in his quarters, he was throwing a tantrum."

"Hmm, we deal with him later. Let's get inside." She told Aegon, he nodded and began to follow her, they passed the gate and soon entered the hall.

"What's the problem with Quentyn?" Daenerys asked from behind, her arm attached with Daemon's. 

"Hmm, the usual, my brother being an arse." Ari replied lightly. Rhaenys raised a brow.

"Is he going to be a problem?" The future Queen questioned. The last thing they need was an internal conflict between the Martell siblings.

"No…"

"Ari." Aegon said.

His cousin groaned. "Maybe, he's mad that I took his place as ruler of Dorne. I fear my brother let the whispers get into his brain. Besides I'm the oldest, smartest, and braver, so he can go fuck himself."

Aegon sent her a hard look, he held her arm stopping her. "Arianne, the last thing we need is internal conflict, you will resolve your spat with Quentyn." 

Ari gaped. "Absolutely not! He started, thinking he can rule instead of me. The only throne he will have is a Lily pad." 

All the Targaryens frowned. A loud laugh made them turn their heads, and saw Tyene with her hand on her belly and her head thrown back. "Oh gods! Lily pad, that was a good one." She chuckled.

"I don't think I followed…" Daemon murmured.

"People call Quentyn the frog prince, because he looks like a frog." Ari explained with a grin on her face. 

Rhaenys closed her eyes and screeched her head. "It doesn't matter, you two will fix this stupid problem." Rhae stared at her cousin, Arianne scowled and rolled her eyes.

"It won't matter, like I said, he started." Ari told her and began to walk. 

"And you will finish, just say what he wants to hear." Aegon offered.

"Hmm, 'hey fro-Quentyn, I was wrong, you can rule Dorne now, goodbye." She mocked earning a giggle from Dany, Ari turned her head and sent the fellow princess a smile. 

Aegon breathed. "We will come up with a solution later, where is Olenna?" 

"She's on her quarters with Margaery." Trystane said when all eyes landed on him.

"Very well, tell her we will feast tonight. We will discuss our alliance there." Aegon announced. 

 Rhaenys put the dress in front of her body and hummed. "Love? What'd you think?" She turned around showing the light orange dress, it was a long strapless dress almost reaching her feet. Aegon eyed her and walked to her, he passed his finger on the material then eyed her again.

"Hmm, beautiful. Put it on." He said taking a step back, Rhaenys smiled at him, she slid the dress up her body and stood up, she opened her arms showing him. Aegon stepped closer and lifted the dress a little above her breasts. "There…" His eyes went to her face, her hair was tied in a bun with two locks falling on each side of her face. "Breathtaking, my love."

Rhaenys smiled widely at him and held his face, she kissed her brother softly sliding her tongue into his mouth, Aegon held her slim waist bringing her close, she moaned as they kissed passionately. Seconds later they broke the kiss. "I want you…" He captured her lips quickly.

Rhae grinned. "We have a feast with the Tyrells, I don't think they would like to wait just because you can't control your cock."

Egg sent her an offended look. "I can control my cock." 

His wife giggled and her hand went down to the budge on his trousers. "Can you?"

"That's not my fault, it's yours." He countered.

"Oh? Sorry dear husband." She moved forward biting his lip making him groan. "After the feast you can have me… make love to me." Rhaenys whispered against his lips, Egg let out a hum and nodded giving her a small peck. 

"Let's go then, they are probably waiting for us." He said, crouching and handing her, her sandals. He frowned. "Seven hells Rhae, are going to war?" Aegon murmured looking at the strings that went up around her calfs. His wife rolled her eyes and started to put her sandal.

A few minutes later they arrived at the throne room, the place was a large round room with thick windows with many colored glass and pale marble on the floor. "Your Graces." They stood up and gave a little bow. 

"Please, sit, we are not King and Queen yet… officially." Aegon smiled weakly. People present at the dinner were, Dae, who was wearing the same clothes that he was, just red and black, matching Daenerys dress. Olenna and Margeary Tyrell, and Ari. Aegon pulled the chair out offering the seat to Rhaenys, she smiled and sat, he moved to the side sitting in the chair at the head of the table.

"We finally meet… my prince." Olenna said.

"Indeed, it's a pleasure, Lady Olenna." Aegon gave her a nod, followed by an awkward silence.

A few seconds later Olenna snorted. "Are we going to discuss our alliance or just stare at each other?"

Margeary rolled her eyes.

"Grandmother!" She whispered.

Aegon chuckled and waved. "Please, My lady, tell us your… demands." 

The old woman hummed. "I think we all know what can be arranged, a betrothal between you and my granddaughter would be formidable." 

Rhaenys blinked and cut a slice of her honeyed chicken. "I'm already married, my Lady." Aegon motioned at Rhae.

Olenna raised her fork and pointed at him and Daemon. "From what I've heard, Rhaegar married his mother didn't he? You family don't seem to have a problem taking a second wife."

Egg breathed and before he could respond, Margeary beat him to it. "I do not wish to be a second wife, grandmother." 

Olenna scoffed. 

"And I don't wish to have my husband killed," Rhaenys murmured, all eyes went to her. "What? I mean, Joffrey… Renly… Tommas-

"Tommen." Daenerys corrected.

"Tommen. All of them were your husbands and now they are all shaking hands with the maker…" Rhaenys trailed off.

The Rose shot his sister a look. "I didn't killed them."

Rhaenys raised her hands. "Oh, I'm not saying you did, I'm just saying, each time you married someone, they die. Maybe it's a curse…" The princess narrowed her eyes.

Aegon groaned. "Rhaenys," He said sternly. Egg knew she would do something like this. "Forgive my sister." He apologized.

"As I was saying, I don't want to be remarried. I just want justice." The woman said.

"Justice for your brother and father?" Daenerys raised a brow. Margaery nodded after a second.

"And you, Lady Olenna, do you wish revenge? Cersei's head…? Or your granddaughter on the throne?" Daemon poured wine into his cup.

"Both? I wish to see Marge Queen, but it seems she isn't much excited about it. So, I will content myself with that bitch Cersei's head." Olenna clicked her tongue.

Aegon hummed and nodded. "So, I can count on your forces and resources?" 

"You can, Your grace." 

"I'm not-"

"Oh for fuck sake boy, act like a fucking King, 'oh I'm not King' you want to be, and for what I learned about your forces you will probably be by the end of the year. You better start to demand that people see you as a King, call you a King, and be declared as a King, because your grandfather left a really bad impression." Olenna snapped.

Rhaenys frowned and was about to reply back at the woman but he held her thigh, Varys had told him about Olenna, he knew this was coming. He nodded gently. "I thank you for your advice, my lady." He said slowly.

"If it soothes you, I'm willing to give your granddaughter a position in my counsel, if she prove herself worthy and trustable." Aegon continued, he held back a groan when Rhaenys nails digged into his hand.

"Your Grace… I thank you." Margeary sent him a little bow.

He nodded and the dinner proceeded. 

Half an hour later, Daemon and Daenerys walked hand to hand in direction of the cells. "This place is beautiful." Dany said looking at the walls.

Daemon hummed in agreement. "Quite the fashion they have here." 

"This way," Ty pointed. "You're sure you want to be here?" 

Dany rolled her eyes. "Why not? Torturing a prisoner, it's yours, Nym's and Dae's private hobby?"

Tyene stopped and turned to her, she shot a serious face at Dany. The princess snickered. "What? You know I'm kidding." 

The Sand Snake started to walk again. "I know that it's just the detail that your husband can get out of hand." 

Dae scoffed. "I can control myself." 

Ty let a short laugh. "Like that time you almost fucked that merchant with a knife?"

"Xaro…" Daenerys shook her head in pity.

"Well, I didn't." 

"Still." She said and soon they arrived at the cells.

A guard opened the door letting them in, they entered in the dark hall that was being litted by candles. After passing a few cells the three of them stopped in front of cell with a thin and tall man inside, light green eyes and dark hair. 

"Oh! Great, visitors." He mocked.

Daemon motioned to the guards. "Strip him." 

"What- hey! Get ya hands of me fucker!" The sellsword struggled, a punch to his stomach sent him to the floor letting the guards strip him, after they left the man naked the guards stepped back.

"Do you know who I am?" Daemon asked. 

The sellsword known as Bronn frowned and growled, his eyes going on Ty, then at him and lastly at Daenerys' hair. "Fuckin' Targaryens. Kill me already." 

"We can do that, but not before you say everything you know about what Cersei is planning." Dany said.

The man laughed. "It will take more than two small whores and a bastard to make me talk, woman." He spat on the floor.

Daenerys just shrugged. 

"Chain him. Bring it!" Daemon ordered, a few seconds later three guards appeared behind them while the others chained the man on the wall, each guard had a bucket with them. "His feet first."

Bronn frowned and then began to writhe himself when he saw the black liquid, the guard held his feet and put inside the bucked of oil then pulled out, Ty picked up a torch. "You can talk…or you can have your feet burned. Your choice." Dae smiled at him.

Bronn eyes were wide and his body in shock. "Wha… no, no! OKAY fine… I'll tell." He shouted.

"Great! Tell me about Cersei allies." Daemon waved for him to continue.

"Tarlys! The Tarlys, she plans to take Highgarden, Almost all of the Crownlands are behind her… before I left I heard murmurs about her sending her army to take the Tyrell seat." Bronn said quickly.

Well fuuuck.

"When was this?"

"Two, three weeks ago…" 

"If she's moving her army they are probably halfway." Daenerys narrowed her eyes. 

Daemon nodded. "What more?"

"That's everything I know, they didn't tell me more." Bronn said.

"Hmm… I don't believe you." He then nodded at Ty, then she threw the torch on the sellsword's feet lighting in up. Bronn screamed and squirmed, shaking his feet trying to put down the fire, the prince felt his wife's hand wrapping tightly around his, seconds passed and the smell of burning flesh reached their noses. "Extinguish the fire." 

Quickly two men held Bronn's feet and plunged into the bucked of water, the man wailed as he tried to regain his breathing. Daemon stepped forward.

"Let's try this again."

On the other side of the palace a future Queen tried her best to not throw a knife at her husband.

"Tell me again, your useless piece of dragon shit, why shouldn't I gut you?" Rhaenys growled.

Aegon raised his hands, he knew he should had told her about offering the Tyrell girl a place on their council. "Rhae… I know you're upset, and I'm sorry that I didn't tell you… the idea came when we just entered the hall."

"Ha!" She mocked and waved the blade. "I thought we were going to rule together, as equals, but it seems you're hiding things to yourself, dear husband." Rhae walked in his direction.

Aegon scoffed and shook his head. "I'm not hiding anything!" 

Rhaenys just sent him a flat look. "Really, like I didn't saw you eyefucking her." 

The King groaned, Margeary was beautiful, curling brown hair and large brown eyes, slender figure, perky breasts and pale skin. In his head she could become quite lover. "And you didn't? I saw the looks you gave her."

Rhaenys opened her mouth. "I… we- we are not talking about me! The matter is the you are not telling me shit!" She stomped her foot.

Cute.

Aegon knew his wife hated being excluded from things, this wasn't due any jealousy. He stepped close to her, slowly he took the knife from her hand and quickly tossed aside. He wasn't dumb.

"I know, and I'm sorry, I should have told you. Will you forgive me?" He cupped her face. 

Rhaenys stared at him for a while, contemplating.

"What do you think about the Tyrell girl?" She raised a brow.

He hummed a chuckle. "The exactly same thing as you." 

His sister bit her lip. "Really? Because I think she can become a good little pet." 

"Pet? Not a paramour?" He murmured sliding a hand to her arse.

Rhae shrugged. "Don't know… maybe. Maybe I should show her what we are capable of, tame her even before we take her…" She whispered raising her hand and holding his chin. 

Aegon wetted his lips and gave her a nod, he went to kiss his sister but she moved back slightly. "Tsk. Tsk. You hid something from me, you know I hate that. You will pay for it. Take your clothes off, Aegon." 

The King breathed. "Rhaenys…" He warned.

Slap!

His head turned to the side harshly. "Do as I say."

Egg brushed his fingers on his cheek and eyed his sister, her eyes were dark and her cheeks starting to flush. Deciding to obey his sister, he started to undress himself, he took his clothes off and was now bare in front of her. She licked her lips. "Go to the bed." She said turning around and lowering her dress.

Aegon sat on the bed and waited till Rhaenys was stark naked, his sister was messing in drawer, after a couple seconds she turned around with a thick rubber cock in her hand, she gently smacked the shaft in her hand, Rhaenys strapped the fake cock around her waist and made her way to him. "Lay." She ordered, he eyed her then obeyed.

Rhaenys pulled him to the edge of the bed, she held his soft cock and kissed his sack earning a groan, she licked for a couple moments then sucked one ball into her mouth, she hallowed her cheeks passing her tongue around it. Her brother moaned and throbbed on her hand, she then let go with a soft smack. "Raise your legs, like that." Rhae swallowed looking at his pink hole, catching him by surprise, she spat on it, with a finger she circulated the rim preparing him. 

Aegon's breathed hitched when her finger started to make way inside him. "Ah…" He gasped when she gently pushed all inside.

"So tight." Rhaenys whispered to him while sucking on her lip. The Queen spat on her other hand and took her brother's surprisingly hard cock.

He just loves when I eat his arse.

Rhaenys stroked him gently and slowly earning a loud moan. "How does it feels?" She curled her finger.

"Rhaenys…" Aegon obscenely spread his legs.

Rhaenys grinned and kissed his sack. "Who's your Queen?" She asked cheekily while moving her finger and hand faster.

Her brother groaned and she felt him contract and throb. "You…" He murmured.

"Louder, my love. Who's your Queen? Who do you obey?" She asked brushing her thumb on his tip, Aegon whimpered.

"Rhaenys… you… ah!, I obey you." He moaned, the Queen bit her lip sensing her brother's peak approaching.

"That's right. Don't forget that." She grinned and took her hands from him. Aegon groaned and looked at her.

"What?" His brows furrowed.

Rhaenys stood up and sucked her thumb tasting his precum. "On your fours, bitch." She ordered.

Aegon moaned and got in position, Rhaenys smiled. The Queen got in the bed getting behind her brother, he spread himself and waited for her. Rhae puckered her lips and let a big drop of spit fall on his hole, she brushed her finger on it and pushed inside, she moved her finger back and forth making him sigh.

Rhaenys pulled her finger and sucked, she held the fake cock and line up with his arsehole, the Queen gently pushed in making her brother's eyes roll. Soon enough, she was buried inside him.

"Gods… Rhae, it feels so good." He mewled resting his face on the mattress.

Such a bitch. She chuckled.

"Hmm, do you like my cock deep in your arse, little brother?" She moaned as her hips started to go back and forth.

Rhaenys looked down at his rim and saw him contracting around the fake cock. She slapped his arse. He groaned. "Yes, go harder." He almost begged. Rhae smiled and passed her nails along his back earning a shiver.

The Queen positioned herself better while her hand traveled to the middle of his back and pressed down, Aegon lowered his upper body and sticked his arse up, she let out little moan due to the sight of it. Aegon was the King but he was also her whore. She was the bigger sister after all, Rhaenys held tightly on his arse and pulled back her hips, the rubber cock almost slipped from his arse, but before it could she thrusted all inside.

"Ah!" He panted. Rhaenys started to fuck her husband fast, the sound of her skin hitting his skin was loud, alongside the sound of his cock slapping against his belly. Aegon's moans grew loud as the time passed, the leather brushing against her clit was driving her insane. 

"Touch yourself." She grunted and slapped his arse again, quickly his hand slid down to his crotch and held his cock tightly, her husband started panting and she knew he was close. An idea came into her mind making her pull her cock from him, Aegon whined. "Turn around." She ordered. 

In a blink he did what she said and laid on his back, Rhaenys aimed the cock and pushed all inside. He groaned, she held his legs and spread them while she fucked him.

A minute passed and he was now panting. "I'm going to cum…" Aegon breathed taking his cock in hand again. Rhae nodded and bit her lip.

"Cum for me, My King. I will lick everything." She moaned, and in the exact same moment the words passed her lips, he came. His hand went frantically up and down and his sack twitch. Jets and jets of thick cum landed on his chest and neck, Aegon moaned and whined as his body shook and was filled with pleasure. Rhaenys gradually slowed down her thrusts till the cock slipped from his bum.

Egg opened his eyes and sighed, his wife crawled on top of him kissing his belly and licking up his chest, she passed her tongue on her lip and sucked on his nipple where a drop of cum had landed, he moaned and held the back of her head. After she had all the spunk on her mouth, Rhae swallowed and gave her brother and deep kiss. Both Targaryens moaned.

Aegon broke the kiss and touched their foreheads. "I think I should return the favor?" His hand traveled to her arse and squeezed playfully.

A big smirk appeared on her face. "You're a damn right." She pecked his lips and for the next minutes both Dragons made love.