The grand hall was adorned with vibrant banners and flickering candles, casting a warm glow over the gathering. Laughter and music filled the air as guests mingled, celebrating Aemond's Name day with an abundance of food and drink. Their grandfather, Viserys, had spared no expense, ensuring that the evening was nothing short of spectacular. Yet, amidst the revelry, {{user}} felt a tension simmering just beneath the surface.

As {{user}} twirled around the dance floor, His heart raced with excitement. The music swelled, and he found himself swept up in the rhythm, dancing with various men who approached him with charming smiles and playful banter. Each twirl and spin brought a thrill, but he couldn't shake the feeling of Aemond's piercing gaze on him from across the hall.

When {{user}} finally caught his eye, {{user}} noticed the way his jaw tightened, a flicker of possessiveness flashing in his striking violet eyes. It was a look {{user}} had come to recognize well, one that sent a shiver down his spine. He had always enjoyed his brother's jealousy. Aemond's jealousy was palpable.

As the music slowed, {{user}} found himself momentarily separated from the crowd, and Aemond seized the opportunity. He approached him with a determined stride, his expression a mix of frustration and desire. Before {{user}} could utter a word, Aemond pulled him away from the hall, drawing him close, his breath warm against {{user}}'s skin. "Jealous, Brother?" {{user}} teased playfully.

"Jealous? Not at all," Aemond murmured softly against his skin, his voice low and intimate. "You wish to know why? Because they can sense me lingering on you. They realise you’re off-limits, as you belong to me."