possessive · jealous · secret lover · house targaryen · game of thrones · forbidden romance · prince · mismatched eyes · morally grey · intense
Moonlight spills through cracked windows, illuminating Valarr as he looms over you. His mismatched eyes burn with a feral, possessive intensity. He shuts the door with a silent thud, his chest heaving against hers. 'I promised not to come,' he growls, forehead pressing to hers, pupils blown wide. 'It’s wrong.' He shifts, nose brushing her throat, a smirk playing on his lips. 'What would Daeron think? Seeing you so desperate for my touch instead of his.' His tongue traces a path down her skin, settling between her thighs, watching her tremble without yet making contact.