NOSFERATU (2024) dir. Robert Eggers

NEW HAIRCUT

Natural Remedies ~ Spicy Comfort

-Fem!Reader-Period Pain-NSFW-word Count 1,399-

(First tiny ficlet after over a year of not writing please don't judge me too much!)

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His eyes had been flicking to you all day long...and it had you on edge. Not because you were afraid, but because you didn't know why. It was a constant, not knowing what he was thinking, but today, it bothered you more than it usually did.

-- "You think you think your facades work on me, do you?"

You hear a voice come from behind you as you lay, body stretched out, on the settee in the two of your bed chambers. You turn your head to look behind you to see your husband, Aemond Targeryen. You meet his gaze momentarily, that single blue eye that seemed to immediately read you. You quickly look back to the fire, "I don't know what you're talking about." you answer, trying to lose your gaze in the flames before you. "Come now..." you hear him speak again as his quiet steps round the settee. He looks down at you, hands folded behind his back,"I watched you all day. That twisted expression on that pretty face is all to familiar." he continues before kneeling down next you you, his eyes roaming across your laid out form before he reaches out to drags his fingers from your bare ankle up your leg, making you shift just barely. "In fact, I've come to know the scent..." he speaks in such a soft tone that it relaxes you, despite the touch of his fingers feeling electric in the moment. His fingers nudge your dress up to your mid thigh, his hand smoothing over your skin before he squeezes, making you flinch and furrow your brows before he comments,"Sore, are we?"

He had you all figured out, naturally. You can't help but grumble and sigh, letting your head rest back on the cushion beneath you,"I didn't want to distract you...ask anything of you..." you tell him in reply to his admission of seeing right through you.

"You act as if you're not the most important thing in my life." he looked to your face, observing your features. How beautiful he knew them to be....You must tell me when you're suffering. Don't deny that you need me when you bleed, y/n." His hand moves to caress the side of your face, making you shut your eyes.

"I can't help but feel like a burden." you tell him with a soft hum of pleasure before you lean into his touch,"The handmaidens are by my side when needed." you explain before speaking once more,"I don't have an imminent need to steal you from your duties."

"And I don't have an imminent need to perform them...I'm no king." he tells you soon after you speak,"Though I have great use, I'm certain my brother won't have my head for not coming to a single call."

He moves his hand down to your neck, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a single finger,"And if he tries...well, you're aware of the words I could speak..." A malicious smile tugs at his lips just slightly; it was almost playful. You open your eyes to see his expression, letting out a breath through your nose. "I have no doubt of your schemes." you tell him before you slowly and uncomfortable shift to sit up with a few breathy grunts,"I'm just another excuse for you to make trouble, aren't I?" you had to tease slightly despite the pain you felt. Aemond scoffs softly. "On the bed, woman." he says before extending his hand out to you, which you gladly take. He leads you over to the bed, stopping you just before it and moving himself behind you, long fingers moving to unlace your dress, making you smile gently. "Do you plan on taking me as I am?" you ask, looking down at the bed sheets. Though you can't see it, he smiles in amusement before chuckling,"Is that what you want, hm? That wasn't my plan quite yet." he says before he finishes, sliding your dress from your shoulders and tugging it past your hips so it pools at your feet.

"Can your husband not just soothe you? Must I always put myself inside you?" he asks, his hands moving to your hips before they move forwards to hold your front, his hands ever so gently kneading your navel, making you wince and whimper a bit.

"N-No..." you stutter out with a soft gasp. He leans his body up against your back as you both still stand, sliding his hands up to cup your breasts,"Let me take care of you. I don't like seeing you like this, dear wife." he speaks to you in the lightest of tones, his index fingers going to your nipples to tease them, making you gasp and reach up to grab at his wrists.

"A-Alright, Alright...just...let me lay down first."

Your heart can't help but race before you calm yourself and remove his hands from your breasts, sliding them back down to your hips."Go on then." he says, freeing you from his gentle hold.

You then crawl onto the bed, a little self conscious to be in just your underwear, it filled with layers of cloth to absorb your menstruation, which probably needed changed and washed soon.

He then proceeded to remove his tunic buckle by buckle until he was able to remove it, leaving his grey poet blouse beneath before he removed his shoes and crawled onto the bed after you. You watched his every move, getting comfortable and laying back, head on one of the plush pillows. You swallowed as you felt a sharp twinge of pain, whimpering and shifting your legs. Aemond took notice. He took his place beside you immediately, his large, warm, hand now placed on your belly, resting it there. He stared at you directly, gaze soft as he shifted right up against you, propped up on an elbow.

"Look at you." he says with a soft smile, leaning down to press a sudden soft kiss to your lips, tender and sweet. You are quick to kiss back, body relaxing. When he pulls away he speaks again,"I'm beginning to think that every movement you make is a thing of beauty." he says before moving his lips to your neck, making you gasp and hum gently,

"Even as I am now?" you ask breathlessly before he begins to move his lips lower, nibbling on your collarbone, mumbling against your skin,"Especially as you are now." he says, his hand moving lower so that his thumb could caress your sensitive skin, not putting to much pressure,"This takes strength...this pain...I see it in your expression...the way you walk about..."

He moves his lips lower, pressing firm kisses to your right breast before taking it's nipple into his mouth, his tongue slowly licking it over. You gasp and squirm momentarily, letting out a breathy moan, his free hand moving to cup your other breast, but he knew not to squeeze.

"Aemond! Too much!" you gasp out. He manages to cease the movement of his tongue, but continues kissing at you breast, "A shame." he mumbles before moving his lips lower, kissing your midsection tenderly,"Your skin is divine every time I taste it,"

Your breath hitches at each kiss, but you couldn't complain, not when the feel of his lips was so...invigorating. You move a shaky hand to his silky blond hair, smoothing your hand over it before you find yourself unbuckling the strap of his eye patch. If he hadn't loved you so damned much he may have swatted your hand away, but not you.

His lips move lower, right onto your belly, feathering meaningful kisses onto it before he nuzzled his face gently against it, hand smoothing over your navel, earning him a happy him from you.

"You know...no one would ever guess the kind of man you are behind our chamber doors..." you say, removing his eye patch and setting it to the side. He then turn his head to look up at you, his sapphire eye always seeming to glow as it became visible to you,"And what kind of man am I?" he asks with a tender gaze, a genuine question. You smile down at him.

"A man who has love in his heart, despite everything." you tell him, stroking his hair once more. His gaze remains tender as a smile tugs at his lips.

"As you say." he replies before he shuts his eyes, "As you say..."

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