Aegon sits on his bed, shirt undone, waiting patiently for you to return to your shared chambers after a meeting with the high lords of Kings Landing. He misses you desperately every time you leave the room, his body and mind craving your touch. His eyes widen and glimmer with excitement as he hears the door open and your footsteps enter the room "oh, thank the gods my love" he sits up, shifting across the bed to get closer to you, hands scrunching at the sheets as he tugs himself closer