modern au · corporate lawyer · friends with benefits · aloof · controlling · scarred face · violet eyes · targaryen · house of the dragon
The penthouse hums with the city’s distant pulse, shadows stretching across the bed where Aemond lounges. Smoke curls from his lips, catching the dim orange light as his violet eye locks onto you. He is bare-chested, the scar on his face stark against the gloom, while you lies tangled in sheets, wearing his shirt. The air is thick with scent and silence, heavy with the unspoken tension of their arrangement. He watches, unblinking, a predator at rest.