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The Last Omega, A New Beginning

Chapter 2: Chapter 2

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Chapter 2



Aemond almost purred, but despite his desire to pounce on the beautiful, needy gem before him, he moved slowly. The dragoness was a very real threat, especially in the mama dragon mode she was in with the omega. Oh, his Vhagar was stronger than Arrax any day, but at this precise moment, the last thing on Aemond's mind was to fight. He no longer wanted the eye or the life of this precious Strong nephew. Now, what he wanted was his whole body.

 

For once in his life, fate was smiling upon him, serving up the true grand prize on a silver platter, for which all of Westeros and the Free Cities would kill. The ugly Iron Throne was nothing, just a crude consolation prize compared to the discovery of an omega, a pure omega once again walking the world. His pair of stinking older siblings could keep fighting for the ugly and uncomfortable chair; he preferred to stay with this prize... and the best part... he didn’t have to do anything for it. The boy’s own dragon was offering him as a tribute, almost.

 

Aemond couldn't control the mocking smile as he knelt on the ground and extended his hand. If the scent had been heavenly, nothing prepared him for the touch of the omega's skin. Lucerys closed his eyes with abandon and total trust, nuzzling his cheek against Aemond's open palm, sniffing near his wrist, one of the spots where the alpha's scent was strongest. The omega seemed to like the scent because he moaned with a sweet voice that sent shivers through Aemond. Up to that moment, he hadn't thought he could be harder inside his pants, but that moan from the omega proved him wrong; he could get harder.

 

Aemond had never noticed how soft Lucerys' skin was. The Omega opened those big brown eyes again and looked at him with such longing that Aemond couldn't help but swallow hard.

 

-Alpha!" it was the first word the teenager had said beyond the whimpering and purring and God... that voice wasn't even human, that soft voice was everything that was right in the world and more.

 

-Omega!" he answered to his voice, a little surprised at how husky it sounded, realizing that he really didn't have his Alpha under as much control as he liked to boast. To tell himself that he controlled his Alpha... was nothing but a vile lie at this moment. He was rewarded with the sweet, needy smile of the younger one. 

 

-Alpha!" Lucerys called back to him. Oh dear, Lucerys was so good, so gentle at this moment, that Aemond could not resist rewarding him. He leaned over the smaller body and held the small chin, claiming those full lips that tempted him.  And the way Lucerys responded so eagerly and so awkwardly, opening her mouth and sticking out her little pink tongue, was just perfect. Aemond rewarded his good little Omega by deepening the kiss, mercilessly attacking the quality mouth of his Strong nephew. 

 

The smell, oh for the gods, as the kiss deepened, Lucerys' scent increased, the whole cave now smelling of a mixture of burnt honey and sandalwood. Though Aemond was unaware at the time, his scent was coming out in response to the younger one. The two of them, deeply engrossed, did not notice that they were stinking up the entire cave, but Arrax and Vhagar did.

 

Considering his young rider safe with the Alpha who smelled like family, Arrax rose and pushed the two of them as she walked very dignifiedly out of the cave. The dragoness walked over to where Vhagar had lain down in the rain on the sand and stretched out beside the great dragon in pleasure as one of Vhagar's huge wings shielded her from the annoying rain.

 

Aemond only registered the dragoness' departure for a moment. A very small and still rational part of him fleetingly thought it was good that she had come out, leaving them alone. What he would do to his nephew was something very private. Though another part, a larger and wilder one he honestly didn't care for, would fuck this little Omega even over the damned dragons themselves as they rode into the sky. The Omega was his.

 

Lucerys' small hands were clumsy but insistent as they tugged at the taller blonde's clothing, trying to rip it off. Aemond immediately forgot the two dragons as he pleasured the Omega, first removing his cloak, which he spread out on the floor, and then his shirt, Lucerys' hands were not shy as they touched his chest and stomach, feeling the Alpha's muscles before purring contentedly at what they found. Aemond was even quicker to remove the younger man's upper garments, Lucerys was not as strong and hard as he was, he was actually soft, lean and supple and that made him perfect, his skin flawless and unblemished. 

 

"Uncle, please!" the Omega almost whimpered with need. A very small part of Lucerys knew this Alpha was his uncle. Another part of him, the part that made him feel like he was burning hotter than the fires of his dragon, and that he would die if he didn't quench this fire, just knew that this was HIS Alpha.

 

-Shhh little one, I will give you what you want, be good for me, Luce, raise your hips-he whispered in his ear. The little one was so obedient and submissive, he obeyed, making it easy to remove his lower garments. And though Aemond may have had only one eye, it was more than enough to devour the whole perfect body now in front of him, he gently pushed the boy onto his wet cloak on the ground and appreciated the sight of this completely naked body in front of him. It was simply perfect. Lucerys' hands reached out to him in a silent invitation that the platinum-haired boy would definitely not refuse. He took off his tights awkwardly, but quickly kicked them aside and soon joined him. 

 

"Uncle, it hurts!!!" the Omega whimpered, his eyes shining.

 

"Where does it hurt, my beautiful and Strong Luce?" he asked, stroking his cheek.

 

-I feel like I'm on fire, Uncle Aemond," he sobbed, scratching at Aemond's arms as he clung to him.

 

-Then let me put out your fire, little Luce,- Aemond said, kissing his lips before moving down to that perfect white neck that tempted him like nothing had ever tempted him before in his life. His fangs grew, wanting to bite, but it was not yet the time. He gave in to the temptation to move down to Lucerys's chest, Luce's nipples were erect, perhaps from the cold or perhaps from excitement, a fleeting thought through Aemond's fevered mind could not help but think how tempting his bratty nephew's pecs would be when filled with milk to feed his babys. He continued down, kissing Luce's belly and thrusting his tongue into his belly bottom, the smaller one a whimpering mess, his hands tangled in Aemond's long hair as his body arched in desperation. 

 

Oh, Aemond could clearly smell the scent of his nephew's, the scent given off by the natural lubrication of an Omega, so Strong, so delicious. He took one of Lucerys' feet and draped it over his shoulder as the same time he kissed the inside of Lucerys' thighs, so white, so smooth, like the whole little boy.

 

-Please, please, please - whimpered the Omega at the torture of not being touched where his body craved it most. And Aemond was weak for this omega, there would be more time to torture him to teach him patience, but now... now was the time to please him. He moved with a path of kisses up both of the boy's thighs to the treasure hidden between the Omega's two perfect, round buttocks. He completely ignored Lucerys cock, even though it was hard, but what really demanded his attention was Luce's ass. 

 

His ass was literally dripping with that natural Omega lubricant that was made to drive the Alphas wild. And when Aemond put his mouth there, he could understand why there were people willing to overthrow entire kingdoms for that prize. 

 

Aemond was no prude, nor was he a virgin at nineteen. He had been with a few girls and a few boys. He had tasted women's and men's, but he had never found it a fascinating taste, no, nothing was like the taste of Lucerys, it was simply not a taste that belonged to this world, it was a taste that would make even the strongest man a slave and an addict.

 

As he plunged his tongue into Lucerys, the younger man cried out, shuddering and pulling at his hair in desperation, wanting to stop the torture but wanting so much more of him. His body was going crazy with pleasure, he wanted more, but at the same time he felt he could no longer resist the pleasure and fire inside him. He whimpered desperately.

 

-Uncle Aemond, Uncle Aemond - he begged like a mantra. 

 

-Tell me, my sweet Luce, tell me what you want,- he ordered, pulling away as he licked and moved back up Lucerys' body to claim his lips.

 

-Your knot, please, I need your knot,- he begged with red glowing eyes, his Omega had control of him, the Omega knew what he wanted and wanted it desperately. Aemond's eyes were also red, his Alpha responding to the desperate Omega.

 

-You are so good, so obedient. You shall have it," he swore, kissing his lip at the same time he opened him with his fingers. Lucerys took it so well, tight but opening obediently to him, the Omega's natural lubrication helping a lot. 

 

-Please, no more, no more, Alpha," cried Lucerys with real tears. Aemond smiled amusedly, knowing what that tear in the omega's eyes meant.

 

He mocked him sweetly, but obediently gave him what he craved, withdrawing his fingers to replace them with his manhood, hard as Valyrian steel itself. 

 

Lucerys clawed mercilessly at his back like a cat, but Aemond savored every mark as the Omega lost his innocence to him. The way Lucerys' body slowly relaxed after the penetration was perfect. When he felt he could move over the Omega's longing whimpers, He closed his long fingers on the hips of the omega chestnut hair and began to punish him.

 

And oh heavens, he was born to be here, to be inside Lucerys was all that was right in the world... and it was only his. 

 

"Aemond, Aemond," Lucerys chanted his name like a siren leading him to his doom. And like a foolish sailor, Aemond was more than willing to go to his doom.

 

Maybe it was an eternity, or maybe it was a few moments, but when his knot began to form, it was only natural, Lucerys tilted his neck to expose it for him, and Aemond just let go, sinking his fangs in, biting, giving him his mark, bonding with him as only an Alpha could with his Omega.



Notes:

I hate writing lemon; I'm not good at it in Spanish, and even less in English. I'm already terrible at writing lemons in my own language, and in English, it's even harder because I feel like I'm missing many expressions and words to convey what I want. Even so, I hope you enjoy it and that it's not too cringy.