Shame

That what he felt while coming back to his senses. When the ringing from his ears disappeared and the blur from his eye was gone.

There she was — his precious wife, which he had sworn himself to. A beautiful girl from house Arryn. Laying now beneath him, her breath labored, red cheeks and gaze unfocused as she was slowly getting more and more confused by why his movements had stopped.

she didn’t reached her pleasure, he ejaculated too fast

He felt redness coming up his neck as he thought that — his hands yet still squeezed on the sheets of the marital bed they now were to share.

Gods the panic and embarrassment took a complete control over him. He tried to stop himself — prolong their pleasure. His eyes wandered to the mural of Harrenhal above his bed as it would give him strength to last. He felt so amazing — buried in her softness and warmth.

Everything good comes to an end for Aemond. This came to end too soon — too fast.

It was meant to be their wedding night — a moment of pleasure they both shared. Aegon had told him that it’s a shame for a man if he doesn’t satisfy his woman. That he have to make sure she first reaches peak or they do it together. He felt both like an old lord using his wife’s womb and like a boy wetting his sword for the first time.

Both options caused his stomach to form a painful knot. He wanted her to feel satisfied. Yet he was now watching in panic his own premature release seep from her and her confusion mixed with breathlessness and blur that came into her mind.

Gods what has he done?

He failed to pleasure her — she’ll now feel used and disappointed in his performance. In him.

His mind was swirling with hundred of insecure thoughts and Aegon’s laughter from the moment when Aemond laid with Madam and the same thing happened.

Only your soft voice, breathless and worried made his mind go back on the right track.