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"Nyras home!" The children's voices echoed through the halls, and soon enough, the excited trio—Aegon, Daeron, and Helaena—barreled through the entrance, tackling Rhaenyra in a group hug. They clung to her, beaming up at her with adoration.
Alicent, still in the kitchen, smirked as she watched the scene unfold. As the children released their grip on Rhaenyra, Alicent approached them, gently guiding the kids to the side. "Alright, alright. Give her some room to breathe."
Rhaenyra rubbed her ribs slightly, amused by the children's eagerness. "Hey guys!" she greeted them before turning to Alicent. "How was work?"
"The usual. God, I don't know how dad did it." Rhaenyra set her belongings down on a nearby table, sighing in relief.
Alicent chuckled. "Well, it's not like he was always away just for fun." She flashed Rhaenyra a knowing glance, their unspoken understanding clear.
Aegon, eager to grab Rhaenyra's attention, ran up to her and thrust a crumpled piece of paper in her face. "Nyra! Look!"
Rhaenyra took the drawing and saw her own cartoonish figure alongside Alicent, her three half-siblings, and even Aegon's lanky likeness. But she noticed one glaring omission— their late father, Viserys. "I think you missed someone… one of you parents maybe?"
“Nope." Aegon giggled, popping his p before running off to join his siblings, leaving Rhaenyra to muse over the missing figure.
Rhaenyra hummed to herself, her gaze shifting back to Alicent. "Do you want me to make dinner tonight so you can watch the kids or vice versa?"
Alicent shook her head. "The kids are fine. How about we cook together, hm?"
"Sounds good to me." Rhaenyra agreed with a nod, and the two women headed to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, the two women worked in measured silence for a few minutes, the sound of pots clanging and knives chopping providing a rhythm to their motions. Alicent broke the quiet, her voice earnest. "Thank you, by the way."
Rhaenyra's brows furrowed in confusion, her hands pausing mid-chop. "Why?"
Alicent's gaze dipped to the wooden countertop as she answered, "For helping out with the kids. I know this has been just as hard on you as it has been on them... and on me."
Rhaenyra returned to her task, her mind processing Alicent's words. "I had kinda expected it, in like a weird way. I kinda thought at least Aegon would be in his teens, but"—she glanced over her shoulder at Aegon and Helaena still playing—"my dad was pushing 70 when y'all married."
A soft laugh escaped Alicent, followed by a moment of contemplation. "Anyways, you could've kicked us out and thrown us to the streets— you own this place now after all. But you didn't and I'm grateful for that… for you."
A warm smile lit up Rhaenyra's face as she affectionately patted Alicent's shoulder. "I don't think I could've lived with myself if I had done that."
Alicent nodded in agreement, a faint blush creeping up her neck, before the two women resumed their cooking.
Rhaenyra's footsteps echoed through the halls as she wandered the estate, looking for signs of life. "Hello?" she called out, her voice bouncing off the walls. "Anyone home?"
She soon spotted Alicent through the dining room window, her figure bent over the garden, hands in the soil. Rhaenyra walked outside to investigate, her curiosity piqued as she approached Alicent. "Whatcha doing?"
Alicent startled at the sound of Rhaenyra's voice, her eyes softening as she recognized her. "Oh, you're home." A small, soft laugh escaped her before she stood and gestured to the garden. "I decided to start gardening again."
Rhaenyra nodded in approval, taking in Alicent's handiwork. "Cool, cool. Need any help?"
"Um... sure, if you want to." Alicent's hesitancy was brief, giving way to her need for assistance.
"Alright then, give me the run down, what do I do?" Rhaenyra eagerly grabbed a shovel, her expression brimming with excitement.
For the rest of the day, the pair worked side by side in the garden, weeding, planting, and nurturing the earth. As the sun began to dip towards the horizon, Rhaenys arrived, dropping off Rhaenyra's siblings.
"Mommy, Nyra!" Aegon sprinted out, his excitement directed at the garden, specifically the rose bush. "Oooh, pretty." He reached out, almost instinctively, to pluck one of the blooms.
Rhaenyra intercepted his hand, a gentle reprimand in her voice, "Now wait. You should probably ask your mom before you just start grabbing."
Alicent regarded the situation with a knowing smile, giving Aegon her permission. "Sure, just be careful of the thorns."
Rhaenyra, having anticipated Aegon's eagerness, stepped in to assist. "Here, I got it." She snipped the largest rose, ensuring to cut off the thorny part of the stem before presenting it to Aegon. "Here you go."
Grateful, Aegon threw his arms around Rhaenyra, squealing, "You're the best, Nyra!"
Grinning, Rhaenyra returned the hug before Aegon scampered off, leaving her alone with Alicent. The latter hooked her arm through Rhaenyra's sleeve and steered them back towards the estate. "Come on, let's go inside."
After dinner, the two helped the children with their nightly routines before tucking them into bed. Once the children were tucked away for the night, the two women lingered outside Helaena and Aegon's room. The familiarity between them was palpable as Alicent once more expressed her gratitude. "Thanks, again."
Rhaenyra simply smiled and nodded, her reply a simple "You're welcome."
A moment of silence passed before Rhaenyra's serious, teasing tone broke it. "You know, you're technically my stepmom."
Alicent's cheeks flushed, her hand pushing at Rhaenyra's face in mock irritation. "Shut the hell up."
Rhaenyra let out a laugh as she held on to Alicent, pulling her back. "It's true."
"You know what's even weirder and even more true?" Alicent countered, her voice laced with amusement.
Rhaenyra, intrigued, asked, "What?"
"You're a whole year older than me. Pack it up Grandpa!" Alicent giggled at Rhaenyra's expense, which only prompted a good-natured groan from her.
"Oh god, don't remind me." Rhaenyra feigned a sigh of despair, but she couldn't help but join in Alicent's laughter.
Alicent, her fingers curling around Rhaenyra's arm, looked up into her eyes, and the two women shared a moment of warm, comfortable silence. "Good night, Rhaenyra."
"Good night… step mom." Rhaenyra responded playfully, egging Alicent on.
The latter threw her head back and let out a dramatic sigh, pushing Rhaenyra's arm away. "Piss off!"
They shared a laugh before parting ways, heading to their respective rooms.
Rhaenyra entered her estate, the familiar comfort of the home wrapping around her as she stepped through the door. Surprising her, she was met by Alicent, who simply greeted her with a "Hey."
Mirroring her greeting, Rhaenyra smiled and inquired further, "Hey yourself. Where's the kids?"
Alicent replied, her tone casual. "They're at my dad's."
Rhaenyra cast her eyes over Alicent, noticing something significant— the absence of her wedding ring. She pointed it out, "Your ring?"
Alicent's response was candid, "Oh, yeah. To be honest, I don't know if I was ever married."
The home seemed to swell with an awkward silence, a void left behind by the weight of the statement. Rhaenyra shifted, redirecting the conversation. "How long will the kids be gone?"
Alicent's answer was met with Rhaenyra's amusement, "They're spending the night."
Rhaenyra laughed and released a dramatic, relieved sigh. "Serenity."
Alicent joined her laughter, "You love them and you know it."
"With all my heart, but they're a lot." Rhaenyra admitted, though her adoration for the children never faded.
"Imagine how I feel," Alicent echoed, the shared understanding between them unspoken yet clear.
“Yeah, you had to pop em all out,” Rhaenyra thought aloud, a shiver running down her spine, "and have sex with my dad, bleh."
Alicent rolled her eyes, "Alright, no need to be crass." She moved into the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine from the cabinet, offering Rhaenyra a drink. "Want a drink?"
Rhaenyra couldn't resist. "Sure, why not?"
The two then settled into the dining room table, chatting for a while.
Rhaenyra's thoughts lingered on Alicent's earlier confession as she delicately traced a pattern on the tablecloth. "Early you said you never felt like you were married..." her voice trailed off, leaving the question hanging between them.
Alicent's words flowed with the bitterness of years gone by. "Yeah, well you know better than any how often your father was home. He'd basically come home every so often, get me pregnant and disappear." She scoffed, conveying the weight of her sentiment.
Rhaenyra hummed sympathetically, recalling another memory. "Remember when your water broke while you were pregnant with Aemond, and I had to drive you to the hospital?"
Alicent laughed, adding a playful jab, "And hold my hand."
A mischievous glint appeared in Rhaenyra's eyes as she continued. "And don't forget I helped name him."
"Yes, you named him after Daemon of all people, how could I forget," Alicent joked.
Rhaenyra agreed, "Retrospectively that whole night was kind've weird."
"I don't know, I think you being there was right," Alicent offered, her voice softening with gratitude.
Caught off guard, Rhaenyra responded, "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, that was the smoothest of my pregnancies. All the other ones I was by myself," Alicent explained.
Rhaenyra set down her empty glass of wine, a flicker of distress in her eyes. "I'm sorry, Alicent."
Alicent waved away her apology, "Don't be." A silence stretched between them, thick with reminiscence. "Have you ever considered having your own kids?" she eventually asked.
Rhaenyra's gaze met Alicent's, her expression one of contemplation. "Not really, I have my hands tied right now."
Alicent's response came with a knowing tone, "They think of you as a mom, you know?"
Rhaenyra's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "What?"
A smile tugged at the corners of Alicent's lips as she explained, "The kids, you're like a mom/dad to them."
The words resonated with Rhaenyra, eliciting a wide, genuine smile that spread across her face. "I'm glad."
Rhaenyra's idea began to take shape, her conviction clear. "I could be like their legal guardian, you know. In case of emergencies."
Alicent's laughter rang out, a hint of incredulity in her tone. "You want to be the legal guardian of three toddlers and a 7-year-old?" She assumed Rhaenyra was jesting.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, Rhaenyra admitted her sincerity. "Yeah…"
Alicent considered this, a notion of her own materializing. "Maybe you should ask them."
Rhaenyra's smile grew, its warmth reflecting the purity of her intentions. "When they're old enough to be cognizant of how important that decision is, maybe."
Alicent simply agreed, "Good idea."
The moment called for something more, and without overthinking, Rhaenyra leaned in for a kiss. She pulled back, a hint of shame coloring her voice. "Sorry…"
Alicent's cheeks painted a deep red, but her tone was composed, "No, no, it's fine." Reciprocating the gesture, she leaned in, their lips meeting in a more drawn-out, intimate kiss.
The lingering warmth of their kiss was abruptly severed as Alicent sprang to her feet and fled towards her room, the gravity of the situation leaving her disoriented.
Rhaenyra's heart raced as she watched her retreat, a jumble of emotions coursing through her veins. Her voice cut through the sudden stillness, "Wait, Alicent!"
She pushed her chair back, the legs screeching across the floor. Rhaenyra stood, unsure of her next steps, her gaze fixed on the doorway leading to Alicent's sanctuary.
The hours that followed Alicent's hasty retreat left Rhaenyra overwhelmed with introspection. The kiss had altered something within her, a shift she couldn't ignore. Somewhere between the comfort of her own bed and the desire to understand, she found herself pacing, the soft tick of her footsteps echoing through the night.
At last, a resolve formed, and at midnight, Rhaenyra summoned the courage to knock on Alicent's door. To her surprise, Alicent opened it almost immediately, the two women meeting each other's gaze.
Rhaenyra started, "Hey…"
"Hey…" Alicent responded, her own greeting laced with uncertainty.
Words faltered in Rhaenyra's throat for a moment before she continued, "About earlier… we can just forget about it if you want…"
Alicent countered with a pointed question, "Is that what you want?"
Caught off guard, Rhaenyra stumbled, "That's not what I asked."
Undeterred, Alicent pressed, "Answer my question and I'll answer yours."
Rhaenyra scoffed, "Are we seriously doing ultimatums right now?"
Alicent's calm demeanor remained, her reply direct, "You're deflecting."
Rhaenyra couldn't help but retort, "YOU'RE deflecting."
Alicent raised an eyebrow, her patience apparent as she waited for Rhaenyra's response.
Faced with the silence, Rhaenyra finally cracked, "Fine… no…"
Alicent pursued the conversation, "No what?"
Rhaenyra's voice softened, "Are you— the kiss, no I don't want to just forget about it."
Alicent's smile bloomed, inviting Rhaenyra into the room. She met her in a tender kiss, her lips gently brushing against Rhaenyra's, “me neither.”
As their kiss deepened, Rhaenyra's hands found their way onto Alicent's body, tracing along the curves of her waist, her fingers weaving themselves through her hair. The touch was tender, hesitant yet earnest.
Alicent teasingly chided her, "Okay, handsy."
Rhaenyra let out a soft laugh, the word's usual connotation now a playful innuendo between them. "Should I stop?" she questioned, her gaze locked with Alicent's.
Alicent's response was as candid as it was amusing. "If you do I might kill you."
Rhaenyra's lips curved into a smile, a grin so infectious it pulled Alicent in deeper. "Alright then." She exhaled as she broke the kiss momentarily, only to find their lips locked once more.
In this exchange of affection, Alicent's hands wandered as well, finding their way to Rhaenyra's groin. She began to rub through the fabric of Rhaenyra's pants, drawing a soft moan from her partner. Alicent's eyes widened, evidently surprised by her discovery.
"Who's the handsy one now," Rhaenyra taunted, her voice breathy as Alicent's touch sent shivers down her spine.
Alicent squeezed Rhaenyra's dick through her pants, eliciting a startled, "Ow! Sorry, jeez."
Both women erupted into laughter before shareing another kiss.
Alicent pulled away from their heated exchange, her lips now tracing a path towards the source of Rhaenyra's discomfort. She took a moment to kiss Rhaenyra's bulge through the pants, her touch exhilarating before yanking the fabric down.
Rhaenyra's breath hitched, a sultry expletive trailing her lips. "Shit, Alicent…"
Alicent's fingers wrapped around Rhaenyra's hardened cock, her hand pumping the length in rhythmic motions. Her mouth followed, enveloping the head and sucking with a hunger that left Rhaenyra breathless.
"Fuck…"
Alicent looked up from her task, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You like that?" She trailed kisses along Rhaenyra's shaft before enveloping the entirety of it in her warm mouth. Her head bobbed with a steady pace, each movement driving Rhaenyra closer to the edge.
A faint sense of urgency crept in as Rhaenyra teetered on the brink, prompting her to push Alicent's head away. "Take off your clothes and lay on the bed," she instructed, freeing herself from her shirt.
Alicent complied, stripping out of her own clothing before lying across the bed, her legs spread in an inviting display. Rhaenyra followed suit, removing the rest of her garments before joining Alicent.
She leaned in, kissing Alicent gently, their lips locked in a tender embrace. The kiss trailed down towards Alicent's neck, Rhaenyra's voice husky with desire. "You're so beautiful…"
Rhaenyra trailed her lips along Alicent's body, each kiss laden with a raw hunger that mirrored her heated desires. Alicent's soft skin, now slick with sweat, begged for more of her attention.
As Rhaenyra's head descended further, her breath tickled Alicent's inner thighs, her tongue flicking the sensitive skin just above her sex. Alicent's moans grew in intensity, her hips arching towards Rhaenyra, eager for the touch that elicited such pleasure.
Rhaenyra grinned wickedly, her fingers parting Alicent's folds, exposing her glistening wetness. She could no longer resist, her mouth seeking out the source of that intoxicating juices.
"Mmm," Alicent moaned, her head thrown back as Rhaenyra's lips met her swollen clit. Alicent's hands gripped the sheets, her fingers digging into the fabric as Rhaenyra's skilled tongue worked its magic.
"Fuck, Rhaenyra," Alicent groaned, her body bucking against the onslaught of pleasure. "S-stop... I'm close... I want to feel you inside me."
Rhaenyra lifted her head, her lips still wet with Alicent's essence. She straddled Alicent, guiding her erection to Alicent's slick entrance. "Are you ready for this?" Rhaenyra asked, her voice thick with lust.
Alicent licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Ready, just... slowly."
Rhaenyra obliged, pushing the head of her cock against Alicent's entrance, her hips moving deliberately, savoring the sweet resistance. Inch by torturous inch, Rhaenyra filled Alicent, her breath hitching with each thrust.
Alicent cried out, her nails digging into Rhaenyra's shoulders. "Fuck, yes. More, please, more."
Energized by Alicent's pleas, Rhaenyra found her rhythm, her hips thrusting with a deliberate, unhurried pace. Alicent's body clenched around her, gripping her as if it were a vice, the sensation driving Rhaenyra wild.
"You like that, Alicent?" Rhaenyra growled, her tone a deep, guttural timbre.
Alicent's voice came out as a ragged breath, "Yes, oh god, yes."
Rhaenyra increased the pace, her skin glistening with sweat as they found their rhythm, each thrust more urgent and primal than the last. Their bodies collided, skin against skin, a symphony of moans, grunts, and soft curses filling the room.
Rhaenyra shifted her hips, her movements tailored to hit every sweet, sensitive spot within Alicent. Each thrust elicited a sharp gasp or a guttural moan, the room filled with the intoxicating soundtrack of their passion.
Alicent's legs wrapped around Rhaenyra's waist, pulling her closer, immersing them in an unyielding embrace. Her voice was a hoarse croak as she encouraged Rhaenyra, her body already edging towards the precipice of an unstoppable release.
"Right there… yes!" she cried out, her back arching off the bed.
Rhaenyra felt Alicent's body clench and tighten around her, the vice-like grip stoking her own fire. She redoubled her efforts, her thrusts becoming more frantic, more desperate as the inevitable climax loomed near.
Alicent's body jerked, her moans turning into a primal, pained scream as she crested the wave of orgasm. Rhaenyra felt the waves emanating from Alicent's core, her own release imminent.
"Fuck, Alicent," she ground out, her body tensing, her cock pulsating within Alicent. She leaned in, their lips colliding in a heated, hungry kiss as she spilled her seed, the hot release melding their bodies in a powerful, primal union.
They lay there, entwined and spent, their breaths coming in ragged, shuddering gasps.
The two women settled down, their limbs entwined in a comfortable embrace, the afterglow of their passionate encounter leaving them buoyed in a quiet, contented silence.
Rhaenyra lay there, absently tracing her fingers along Alicent's arm as the magnitude of their actions continued to wash over her. Finally, she couldn't contain her thoughts any longer, and her voice broke the tranquil hush.
"Oh my god!"
Startled by Rhaenyra's exclamation, Alicent jolted, her gaze fixed on her partner. "What?" she asked, her tone a mix of concern and confusion.
Rhaenyra's smile was both sheepish and gleeful. "I'm a motherfucker!"
Alicent's unamused response arrived swiftly, "I'm kicking you out."