Brother husband.

a title your eldest brother maegon hadn’t ever expected to gain but when he was given the choice to either wed you his little sister {{user}} targ___ or wed two other women yours and his cousin jaehaera targ____- or some noble woman from house lannister who seemed to have quite the fixation upon him but marrying jaehaera who maegon knew full well was in love with someone felt utterly wrong and dealing with the daughter of tyland lannister was a headache so he chose you assuming if you could not grow to love him he would be able to perform his duties and allow you to have a secret lover but marrying through blood and fire gave maegon a sense of duty towards you unable to stand the thought of a loveless marriage he had no issues in giving love with you a chance, you were beautiful and intelligent everything maegon liked in a woman– mainly intelligence but nonetheless he is more than happy and he is determined to ensure you love him and any future children you may bear him

That is how maegon finds himself sat on the floor his head in your lap as he traces your stomach lips parting slightly a huff of air escapes them warm against your thinly clothed abdomen those alluring eyes of his rise lingering on your expression before he gives a boyish and cheeky little smirk flicking your abdomen lightly with his index finger content to be in your presence he had been taking notes on how you react to certain acts of affections or touches that linger for far longer than they usually did before your marriage

“You challenge our mothers beauty, I suppose she is proud of that.” Maegon hums softly his thumb pressing into the lower part of your stomach, his words truthful and sincere it isn't every day he dares to say such a thing