Thread by @emm_mashenka

#lucemond a/b/o dynamics

Lucerys immediately blushed and hung his head, ashamed of being caught.

“You always do that when your heat is approaching.” Aemond is not questioning it, he’s stating a fact. Which makes Lucerys feel even more embarrassed.

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“I’m sorry, I don’t want to bother you.” He excuses himself, but that’s when he hears Aemond shut his book and turn in his direction. He resists the urge to look at him again.

“Why do you do that?”

“I don’t know.”

Oh, he knows. And Aemond knows that he knows.

He can hear Aemond standing up, so Lucerys jumps from his seat and starts walking straight to the door, mumbling something about checking in with the maester for some herbs. Thankfully, Aemond doesn’t follow nor questions it.

But if he thinks he’s on the clear, he’s wrong.

Late, at the hour of the wolf, his heat starts. He’s whimpering in his dreams, but his husband wakes him up with sweet kisses that help cool his scorching skin. He was wise enough to go to bed without undergarments and just a sheer robe; that way, Aemond can get him naked faster.

Soon, Lucerys is awake and needy, clinging to his alpha and begging for help. The beautiful sapphire glints with the light coming from the hearth, making his husband even more beautiful.

Lucerys leans up for a kiss but Aemond denies him. He hisses in frustration, yet nothing.

“Alpha,” cries Lucerys, “why are you denying me?” He tries to touch him and notices that Aemond has pinned his wrists above his head. His legs are also immobilized. He’s at his mercy.

“Why would a disobeying omega think he deserves my kisses?”

The effect is immediate. Lucerys feels the tears running down his cheeks and his breath becoming agitated. He feels an immense void inside his belly and his heart breaking.

“Alpha,” he answers between cries, “don’t be cruel. How could you say that?”

“Because you have disobeyed me, Lucerys.” He sobs and tries to come up with when, what, how. He doesn’t remember ever doing anything. Maybe it was the nest? Isn’t it up to his standards? Or maybe it is because he was taking the moon tea? He would drop it, anything—

“You didn’t tell me why you keep staring at my scar, Lucerys. Did you think I would forget about it?”

“No, Alpha, you’re not a fool, you could never, I would never think that, you are—”

“Answer the question, nephew.” Not even his name. Lucerys cried louder.

“Don’t be cruel.”

“I’m not being cruel. I’m simply asking a question.”

That’s when another wave of his heat came and Lucerys felt himself in hell. He needed his alpha, but his alpha was rejecting him. There was nothing worst in the world, he felt himself breaking at the edges.

A soft touch. He opened his eyes and saw Aemond still looking at him with no emotion, but his hand was caressing his cheek. He whimpered.

“I said I’m not cruel, nephew. Answer me and I shall help you. Serve your alpha.”

He wanted to do that, so badly. But what would Aemond say.

“I want to,” he confessed amongst sobs. “But I’m afraid, alpha, what if you get angry, what if—”

“Hush, you silly creature. I don’t think your simple mind could ever come up with something that could make me hate you.”

“But you did!” He yells.

“You hated me! You wanted me dead! I cannot go back to that, Aemond, it would break me, I—”

He was cut short once again, but this time by Aemond’s lips. He cried in relief, allowing his alpha to take the lead and give him comfort. He cried again when he moved back.

“You have to trust your alpha, Lucerys. Otherwise, how are we to move on.”

He stayed in silence for a few seconds, until he nodded. Another wave came and he winced in pain. He was scared of saying his dark desires while being so vulnerable. But what other choice did he have?

“It’s the scar. It’s mine. My claim on you.”

Aemond stayed in silence and nodded. Lucerys kept going with trembling voice.

“You must know. Ever since we were children, all I wanted was you. And with my mark on you, I knew no one but me would be your mate.”

He saw the shock in Aemond’s eye, so he closed his to be able to continue.

“I regret your pain. And I reassure you it wasn’t planned, it happened in the moment. But after? I couldn’t feel prouder of myself. I knew then you were mine for eternity, like it or not.”

Aemond’s hands stopped gripping his wrists and Lucerys sobbed. It was over. He might as well finish it, if this was the last time he was to have Aemond listening to him.

“I think… I think I was born to love you, Aemond.” He said in a shaky voice. “I never knew how not to—

—even if that love meant destroying you and tying you to me permanently. I… I cannot regret it.”

Silence. And then, a big wave hit and Lucerys now cried in pain. He was empty, and his alpha was forsaking him. He would never recover from this.

“Be quiet, love,” Lucerys opened his eyes, confused, and then gasped when he felt one hand cupping his soaked core and another drying the tear tracks on his cheeks.

Love. Aemond called him love. Aemond said—

“What an immature child you are, Lucerys. You can’t take a dragon.”

Lucerys looked up at him and he moaned. Aemond was looking at him with such intensity, one he knew deeply, for that’s how he always looked at Aemond’s scar. Obsession, want, deep demolishing desire.

“It’s the dragon who takes you, taoba. And I choose you, you spoiled daredevil.”

Aemond leaned down and kissed him at the same time he pushed his cock inside his cunt. Lucerys screamed and Aemond swallowed it. His pain, his panic, his wonder, his tears.

“How stupid you are,” he said into his mouth, after breaking the kiss. He started moving his hips.

“If you were born to love me, then you should know I was born to wait for you.”

“Never enough, never enough,” he panted between moans. “You had to be mine only, mine, mine—” Lucerys screamed and came with Aemond’s teeth tearing and opening again the mating mark on his neck.

“Spoiled brat,” Aemond grunted while he kept fucking into Lucerys, pushing him over the line of sensitivity. “You always have to get what you want, don’t you?”

“You, you, you,” he whimpered and Aemond chuckled.

“Then, allow me to consume you. As much as you want to consume me.”

Lucerys screamed again when he finally felt the knot pushed into his cunt, emptying all of his alpha’s seed inside. His to take care of, his only.

He was tired, but he felt Aemond taking his hand and putting it on his scarred side.

Lucerys kissed his scar, nibbled it, swept his tongue all over it. Just like Aemond always did with his mating mark.

“Stupid boy,” sighed Aemond, with a tiny smile.

Lucerys hugged him closer.

—— end

I know it’s very generic but I had the urge with possessive Lucerys whose turn on is knowing Aemond can only belong to him because he made sure of that. I don’t like it much but it’s out of my system at least 😭 I hope you enjoyed this crumb