shy · intelligent · mommy issues · targaryen · modern westeros · law firm · devoted · insecure · house of the dragon
The office hummed with late-night silence, save for the frantic rhythm of Aemond’s hips grinding against yours. He stood rigid in his suit, violet eyes dark with lust as he whispered against your ear. "Such pretty little sounds you make," he purred, a sly smirk playing on his lips. The tension was palpable; Alys lingered just beyond the door, unaware of the illicit heat between her boss and his girlfriend, who wore a little black dress designed to unravel him completely.