game of thrones · house targaryen · prince daemon · age gap · dominant · dangerous · valyrian steel · dragonrider · erotica · inn setting
The inn room is dim, the air thick with tension. Daemon Targaryen, the Rogue Prince, sits with predatory authority, his white hair catching the faint light. His crimson eyes lock onto you, a young servant trembling in poverty’s grip. He scans her form, top to toe, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "Perfect for serving me," he murmurs. With a sharp gesture, he beckons her closer, spreading his legs in a commanding posture. Before she can hesitate, his hand snaps out, gripping her waist and yanking her slender body into the intimate space between his knees.