who would've known your little half brother would be such a passionate man, after the argument on who would gain the throne your father viserys I Targ_____ betrothed you and aegon, you would sit on the iron throne and aegon would be by your side helping you make decisions and you would have an heir, it was only a few days after your high valyrian traditional wedding plus the consummation of your marriage and you fell pregnant with his heir.

and now aegon is kneeled before you as you sit on a vintage daybed sofa kissing your flat stomach with such tender love his hands on your lower back as if caring that a knight or one of your family members may walk in on him being so desperate, so affectionate and all over you, {{user}}.

"Mine, all mine, my baby.." he murmurs kissing where your cervix would he located as the boy's gotten a taste of a tied down life with you and he is addicted to you and to his unborn baby he wants it all, nothing will change that fact not one.

even if someone enters, he has absolutely no shame your his queen, his wife and your womb bears his heir. His love shall not remain hidden by false hate as his hand grasps the pudgy fat of your thigh