Title: Waking The Dragon
Rating: R
Pairing: Viserys/Dany
Word Count: 343
Summary: Dany speaks her mind and Viserys punishes her for it.
Note: Written for the
asoiaf kink meme prompt Viserys/Dany, tit torture.
She's woken the dragon. Dany is terribly sorry she said aloud what she was thinking but it was too late. She spoke aloud and her brother heard her and she woke his dragon and now she must suffer the consequences.
"Aaaaaahhh." She can't help but cry out as he gasps her nipples and twists them. "I'm sorry," she says. "Stop it, please."
"It's too late," Viserys says, his voice lower than usual. He pinches her nipples hard.
Dany cries out. It hurts. She tries to pry her brother's hands away. But his grip is too strong for her; she's a maiden just flowered and he's a man grown.
Viserys lets go and Dany enjoys relief for a brief moment before the pain returns worse than ever.
"I bought this in Lys," her brother informs her, flicking the fine chain that connects the terrible things hurting her nipples so badly. "They say that the wealthiest of rulers make their women wear these for their pleasure."
"It hurts," Dany sobs.
"Well, yes," Viserys says, sounding as exasperated as he did when she was little and got simple mathematics problems wrong. "It's supposed to hurt. Powerful men can have others suffer for their pleasure."
"I'm your sister."
"Then you should obey me."
The things on her nipples tighten and hurt worse and Dany moans piteously. "I'll obey you," she promises.
"You will marry whom I tell you to, whether it be a Dothraki warlord or a Pentoshi beggar."
"Yes," Dany agrees, even though she doesn't want to marry a Dothraki lord. She supposes living with a Dothraki and being his wife can't hurt any worse than being the sister of Viserys Targaryen.
Her brother smiles at her and kisses her brow tenderly. Then he removes the awful things from her breasts.
Somehow their removal makes it worse. It hurts so much. Dany screams. She screams and screams as her brother smiles and strokes her silvery hair. She swears to herself that one day she'll be the dragon and no one will be able to hurt her.
Untitled
Rating: R
Pairing: Drogo/Viserys
Word Count: 324
Summary: Dany sees what happens Drogo wakes Viserys's dragon.
Note: Written for the
asoiaf kink meme prompt Khal Drogo/Viserys, D/s. Drogo "wakes up the dragon" and decides to tame him.
"Don't ignore me, you filthy barbarian. Do you want to wake the dragon?"
Though she saw her brother for the sad, crazed man he was, and she knew her husband had fought dozens of battles and never been defeated, Dany still felt a frisson of fear for Drogo. He had woken Viserys's dragon. She remembered the pain that had always followed whenever she'd woken the dragon as a foolish child.
Drogo continued to ignore Viserys until the prince made the mistake of grabbing the khal's arm. Drogo casually cuffed him aside. Incredibly, rather than put fear and caution into him, it only enraged Viserys further. "You dare!" he hissed, a thin trickle of blood streaming from his lip. He drew his dagger and lunged at Drogo.
Dany cried out in alarm. The babe within her jumped, as if sharing her concern for his father.
Drogo disarmed Viserys easily and cuffed him again. A crowd was gathering to watch the spectacle. Drogo sank to his knees and turned Viserys over onto his stomach. He ripped Viserys's trousers and spread his arsecheeks, aiming his huge manhood at the tiny hole there.
Dany wanted to beg for mercy for her brother, but the words would not leave her throat. She could only watch silently as her husband plowed into him. Viserys screamed. His fists beat the ground and his scream became a wail of pure pain and despair. Drogo rode him as hard as he might ride his best stallion, harder than he ever rode her. Viserys had fallen silent; tears leaked from his closed eyes.
Khal Drogo let out a roar as he came. Dany always enjoyed that spurt of heat when he spilled his seed inside her, but Viserys gave no reaction. He laid there limply as Drogo withdrew and contemptuously spat on him.
She should go tend to his hurts and comfort him. Instead Daenerys turned away and delegated the task to her handmaids.