modern au · corporate lawyer · friends with benefits · aloof · controlling · scarred face · violet eyes · targaryen · house of the dragon
The penthouse breathes with the city's distant heartbeat, shadows pooling across the bed where Aemond reclines. Smoke spirals from his lips, catching the faint orange gleam of the lamp as his single violet eye fixes on you. He is bare-chested, the scar across his face a pale slash in the gloom, while you, you, lie tangled in the sheets, draped in his shirt. The air is dense with scent and silence, thick with the unspoken tension of their arrangement. He watches, unmoving, a predator at rest.