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Alicent stands on the cliff's edge overlooking Blackwater Bay, overcome by the blues, oranges, and pinks streaking across the sky. She sniffles and wipes away a remaining tear. Her heart is heavy with sacrifice and the blossoming hope that freedom is in sight.
She tries to pinpoint when the want for freedom overcame her desire to please, but a moment does not come to mind. Instead, a vast montage of the men in her life, every one of which used her in one capacity or another, plays as she stares at the setting sun. Alone now, she finally realizes the futility of war and understands that to win is to lose when playing this wicked game.
Alicent closes her eyes, trying to shut out the racing thoughts in her head. She tightens her hands into fists, willing herself to be present and to trust the wind wiping her face. The rush of cold air soothes her skin.
“Alicent,” a voice whispers from her behind her. Alicent startles, spinning around on high alert.
Rhaenyra stands before her, still in the gray night dress from earlier. The wind tosses her silver hair around, obscuring her face and her intentions with it.
“Wh-what?” Alicent lets out, puzzled by the sudden appearance of Rhaenyra.
“I’m not here to argue further,” Rhaenyra says as she slowly approaches Alicent.
Alicent swallows. Her emotions run wild. Emotions that she had just gotten a semblance of control over. Tears begin to form just from the new proximity to Rhaenyra.
“You have not left yet,” Rhaenyra states the obvious. Her march is slow and meticulous, each foot meeting the ground carefully. She walks as if she fears scaring Alicent away. Part of Alicent does want to run, especially as Rhaenyra comes to stand next to her.
“I am headed this moment to my protector,” Alicent says. She keeps her eyes wide, afraid she will certainly shed a tear if she blinks.
“Though you should have reached him by now,” Rhaenyra questions. She keeps her hands clasped tightly, lying against the front of her gray dress. Running after Alicent had been a rash decision. With her hands gripping each other, she holds herself to the bravery that took her feet from the castle to the cliff’s edge.
“I found a welcomed distraction,” Alicent gestures to the sky. Rhaenyra turns to look at the sunset, and Alicent takes the moment to blink away her tears. She wipes them on her sleeve before Rhaenyra turns back to her.
“Ah, yes, nature. A newfound interest of yours,” Rhaenyra grins, though the comment leaves Alicent unamused.
“Did you come here to mock me?” Alicent asks confusion at the circumstances increasing by the second.
“No,” Rhaenyra blurts out. “Apologies, that was not my intention.”
“Nonetheless, here we are.”
Rhaenyra says nothing in response. The courage slips from her grasp as her hands come undone. She brings a hand to rub at her mouth and cheek.
“Rhaenyra, I must be going. Is there a reason you have come here?”
The silence presses on as Rhaenyra struggles. She had been so confident in the library when the room enclosed them. The vastness of the open space intimidates Rhaenyra. She removed herself from her comfort zone and now stands on the cliff, ready to be struck by a force of nature.
Alicent searches Rhaenyra's face, longing for an answer. Instead, she finds a festering unease in Rhaenyra’s expression. Alicent grows irritated at this game.
“I laid everything out bare for you. I do not have more to give. What do you wish to say?” For the first time that night, Alicent speaks like a queen.
“You said come with me, Alicent,” Rhaenyra whispers. Alicent’s mind reels, and she sways on the spot.
“I… I thought not before I spoke,” she explains away the comment.
“You said it still,” Rhaenyra says, taking a step closer to Alicent.
“A rash declaration.” Alicent panics. She questions why she denies her words. She said them for Rhaenyra to hear.
“Still,” Rhaenyra pushes.
“You rejected the invitation, Rhaenyra.” Frustration replaces panic as Alicent fails to understand Rhaenyra’s intentions.
“I did. I am,” Rhaenyra confirms. Alicent shakes her head and scoffs. The circularity of this conversation and its pointless conclusions frustrate Alicent. Rhaenyra seemed to run after her with no plan or agenda, just to stall her departure. To stand here and stir up painful emotions inside of Alicent.
“I must go. Someone will see us if we continue,” Alicent says, a mild annoyance in her voice. She moves to leave, but Rhaenyra grabs Alicent by the arm and pulls her from the cliff.
“Where are you taking me?” Alicent protests but allows herself to be led by Rhaenyra. She takes Alicent along a narrow path down the cliff to where a large boulder sits, only a short way from the edge where they stood moments ago. She pulls Alicent around to the side of the immense rock, where they are hidden from the water’s view.
Alicent pulls her arm from Rhaenyra’s, the echo of the hold lingering on her skin. She would never admit how much she wanted that touch.
“Rhaenyra, only moments ago, you told me to go,” Alicent presses.
“As you should. You are free to go,” Rhaenyra says, her tone remaining ever calm.
“Okay?” The irritation rings in Alicent’s voice.
“You should go.. but…” Rhaenyra draws out her words. She inhales deeply, using the crisp air as fuel for her bravery.
“What?” Alicent brings her hands to her hips. She stands intimidatingly confident, a false pretense though.
“But I do not wish you to. Not yet,” Rhaenyra says. Her words are rushed.
“Why?” Alicent asks, her hands coming to rub against her dress. The nervous tick pairs well with the confusion spreading across her face.
“I wish to kiss you first,” Rhaenyra admits, and Alicent’s body slackens. The word “kiss” swims around her head. She stands in disbelief, all confidence robbed. Her heart rate increases and small bumps cover her skin.
“What?” Alicent mutters, unable to form any other words. Rhaenyra takes a step closer to Alicent, the thin space between them shrinking as their energies bounce off each other.
“And I believe that you wish to kiss me too.” Rhaenyra looks for confirmation in Alicent’s face, but Alicent’s mouth hangs open in shock.
“Rhaenyra…” she asks, her voice so low that Rhaenyra can barely make out the word. The name reads like a spell on Alicent’s lips.
“You asked me to come with you. We have both put our lives on the line to see each other. We have sacrificed so much, and only the Gods know when we may see each other alone again.” Rhaenyra’s eyes are soft, and her words are surreal.
“The Gods?” Alicent questions.
“Yes, by the Gods, Alicent,” Rhaenyra shakes her head. “Have you not always wanted this?”
Alicent’s tongue comes to wet her lips. Her eyebrows slant with sadness, and her eyes move back and forth, wanting to look anywhere but into Rhaenyra’s violet eyes.
“Of course,” Alicent whispers.
“As have I,” Rhaenyra says as she takes Alicent’s hands into her own. Rhaenyra moves gently as she turns Alicent’s hands over, weighing them as if on the judgment scale. Their eyes lock on the motion that puts every nerve in Alicent’s body on alert. Alicent’s hands feel cold in comparison to the heat emanating from Rhaenyra’s palms. Rhaenyra rubs her thumbs against Alicent’s knuckles in an attempt to warm and smooth.
“Why bring this up now?” Alicent says, lifting her chin to face Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra meets the gaze with kindness.
“There will never be another moment to do it, will there?” Rhaenyra says with a hint of regret in her voice. Her words are true, and they both know it.
“What are you waiting for?” Alicent stumbles over the words as they fall out of her mouth.
A soft smile brightens Rhaenyra’s face before she leans into Alicent and kisses her. Years of longing could not prepare Rhaenyra for the heavenly taste of Alicent’s lips. A mixture of peppermint tea, lemon, and Alicent herself greets Rhaenyra’s tongue, as she gently slips inside Alicent’s wanting mouth. Their hands remain clasped together as they slowly move their lips in unison.
The kiss electrifies every cell in Alicent’s body. The shaking starts in her legs and quickly moves up to her chest. She has lost control, and her entire body shivers with excitement. A hard knot lodges itself in her throat but dissipates as she swallows Rhaenyra’s kisses.
Rhaenyra pulls back only an inch. Her eyes move up and down Alicent, noticing the woman’s vibrating body. She gives Alicent a look of concern as their eyes meet.
“Again,” Alicent whispers, putting to rest Rhaenyra’s fear that Alicent might want to stop. Immediately, Rhaenyra pushes back into Alicent, this time moving with a new sense of desire. Her hands grab at Alicent’s waist pulling the woman closer. Alicent weaves her fingers through Rhaenyra’s hair while pushing her mouth further into Rhaenyra’s. Alicent takes Rhaenyra’s bottom lip in her mouth, sucking on it before sinking her teeth into the flesh. Rhaenyra groans when Alicent releases her hold before blood can spill.
Alicent grabs Rhaenyra's head as she cranes her neck to the side. She moves Rhaenyra's face to the open skin, and Rhaenyra obliges happily. She places hot, wet kisses along Alicent’s neck, eliciting long moans from deep inside Alicent. As Rhaenyra’s tongue glides along the soft flesh, Alicent’s vibrations hit a new frequency. Her body begins to move against Rhaenyra, craving more than just kisses.
Alicent drags her hand from Rhaenyra's head to Rhaenyra's breasts, cupping one in her hand. Rhaenyra’s cock twitches in response, and a deep primal hunger fills Rhaenyra. She wants all of Alicent, here and now. But, a part of Rhaenyra still holding onto reality brings her to a halt.
“Wait,” Rhaenyra breathes. The abrupt departure of her mouth from Alicent’s only increases Alicent’s hunger.
The sky has shifted from oranges to blues, and it takes a moment for their eyes to adjust as faint stars litter the sky. Rhaenyra takes Alicent’s hand this time. Her firm grip brings ripples of shock through Alicent’s body. Cautiously, Rhaenyra guides them down the steep cliff until they are close to the sand. The beach in front of them is deserted, with rock formations on either side of them, creating a secluded oasis.
Rhaenyra steps close to Alicent and unhooks Alicent's hood. The clasp unlocks with a sound as deafening as the bells of the sept. Alicent shivers as the Rhaenyra removes the cloak, the cool air circling her. She watches Rhaenyra lay the hood down on the ground, smoothing out the blue fabric. Rhaenyra treats the piece of clothing with care, her long fingers tracing the delicate fabric. When she steps away, Alicent stares at her. The hood lies between them like an anchored boat, ready to sail them away. Rhaenyra meets Alicent’s gaze.
“Lay down,” she says, and Alicent obeys. She removes her shoes and then kneels as if preparing to pray. She takes a moment to grasp what is about to happen as Rhaenyra removes her own boots.
Rhaenyra allows herself to drink in the sight of Alicent sliding her legs out from under her. She watches Alicent stretch her arms out behind her, leaning back. Rhaenyra lifts her chin.
“Further,” she says gently. Alicent leans further back, moving from her palms to her forearms. Her legs are laid out straight in front of her, and her brown eyes are attentive.
Rhaenyra’s heart is in her throat. No matter how much she craves this, she cannot completely quiet her nerves. Alicent lays before her, and now it is Rhaenyra’s turn to pray.
She comes to her knees at the edge of the fabric. The longing inside her grows.
“Is this alright?” Rhaenyra asks tentatively. Alicent nods, shutting her eyes. Her body feels as if it could disappear at any moment.
Rhaenyra slowly pushes Alicent's dress up her legs as Alicent lifts her body up to help. The heat building in Alicent’s stomach ignites into a fire as the cold air hits her thighs. She wants this. They both do. They have wanted this for so long.
Alicent’s dress sits bunched up at her waist. She blushes as Rhaenyra spreads her legs open. She can feel herself dripping with need.
“By the Gods,” Rhaenyra gasps as she gazes down on Alicent’s wet cunt.
“When did you become so faithful,” Alicent smiles softly.
“When I began to see what had been placed in front of me,” Rhaenyra says, gazing up into Alicent’s captivating eyes. They search each other, looking for signs of hesitancy and apprehension. Neither shows any misgivings about their current affair. Neither can wait much longer.
Rhaenyra crawls forward, arms outstretched on either side of Alicent. She hovers in the air for a moment before dipping down to kiss Alicent. One hand reaches between Alicent's thighs and toys with the soft curls. Alicent’s breath hitches at the teasing touch.
Rhaenyra drags her tongue down Alicent’s throat all the way to her collarbone. She kisses the soft flesh along the bone, and Alicent runs her hands over Rhaenyra’s shoulder blades. Rhaenyra moves slowly from skin to fabric, placing a kiss and then another until her teeth graze Alicent’s nipple through the swirling blue dress.
Then, Rhaenyra moves lower and lower until her mouth comes in between Alicent’s thighs. Her hot breath sends shivers through Alicent as she prepares to be overcome. Rhaenyra places soft kisses on Alicent’s skin, then presses her lips to Alicent’s clit. She uses her tongue to lap at the bud, slowly swirling and sucking as she begins to fuck Alicent with her mouth. Alicent moans loudly, bucking her hips up to meet Rhaenyra’s face.
Alicent moves between screwing her eyes up in pleasure and staring at the bobbing head between her legs. She is blissed out, and Rhaenyra’s mouth puts her in a trance. She no longer lays on a beach in Dragonstone. Alicent is somewhere else, full of rapturous desire.
Rhaenyra's eyes stare into Alicent's as she slides her middle finger into Alicent’s cunt. The increased feeling intoxicates Alicent as violet skies blur her vision. She stands on the peak of a mountain, about to run towards the edge. She is ready to fling herself over and fall into a sea of euphoria.
Rhaenyra sucks harder now, moves faster as her finger curls inside of Alicent. Alicent’s moans increase in volume. The edge is hurtling closer and closer. But, Alicent does not want to jump alone. She grabs Rhaenyra’s shoulder hard, and Rhaenyra stops abruptly.
“Not yet. Not until you…” Alicent breaths heavily, at a loss for the right words. Rhaenyra is full of glee at the prospect of seeing this version of Alicent. A version so needy yet willing to put off her own release to share in it with Rhaenyra.
Alicent sits up, her dress smoothing out and pooling below her waist. Rhaenyra comes to her knees and looks at Alicent's newly flushed cheeks. Rhaenyra’s cock pulses at the sight, growing more firm and aching to be touched. Alicent’s eyes catch the movement, and she stares at the obvious bulge forming under Rhaenyra’s dress. Alicent’s mouth fills with saliva at the sight.
She would gladly take Rhaenyra in any form, but the chance to feel Rhaenyra fill her soaking cunt excites Alicent beyond recognition.
Rhaenyra’s body tenses as Alicent motions for her to lie down, nervous that Alicent expected her to be different. Alicent registers the moment of hesitation. “I want you to watch me as I ride you,” Alicent says, her voice shy but certain.
Rhaenyra salivates at the thought. She quickly lays on her back, her chest moving rapidly in anticipation and her cock hardening to an almost painful level. Rhaenyra had woken up many mornings erect, having dreamt of this moment. In her dreams, she never finished, but now her chance lay in sight.
Rhaenyra watches Alicent climb her, stopping to straddle her thighs. Together, they pull Rhaenyra’s dress to her waist, her free cock springing upwards. Alicent gasps. She wants every inch inside of her.
Rhaenyra vibrates with need as Alicent collects the fabric of her own dress, holding it as she positions her cunt above Rhaenyra. She lets go of the dress, which cascades over Rhaenyra’s body. Alicent brings her hands to Rhaenyra's chest, and her palms push into the space right above Rhaenyra’s breasts as she begins to lower herself onto her cock.
“Alicent,” Rhaenyra moans as the tip pushes into Alicent. She lowers down an inch more, then pauses to bask in the thrill.
Alicent feels complete as if she had lived her entire life without something. She knows, from the feeling building in her chest, that the missing thing is not just Rhaenyra's body. The feeling of freedom and connection, a feeling of safety, grows within her. Rhaenyra feels it too, feels her skin tingle as a new sensation spreads through her body. Alicent lifts herself up slowly, afraid to lose the feeling, before lowering back down all the way this time.
“Fuck,” Alicent gasps as she begins to ride Rhaenyra with abandon, her head thrown back in elation. Rhaenyra grips Alicent's waist to steady herself.
Rhaenyra is mesmerized by sensation and sight. Alicent moving up and down on her cock, her beautiful breasts bouncing, ready to pop out of her dress. The sight alone threatens to bring Rhaenyra to tears. She thanks whatever Gods exist that she can witness this holy beauty. A spiritual deity drenched in silver moonlight, conjuring up an unfathomable sense of need deep within Rhaenyra’s stomach.
Rhaenyra tightens her grip on Alicent’s waist. She can feel her body rushing towards release as Alicent fucks her. Rhaenyra wants the moment to last longer, so she uses her grip to stop Alicent.
Alicent looks puzzled but obeys, pulling herself off Rhaenyra and moving to the side. In a swift motion, Rhaenyra flips them. Alicent now has her back to the ground, and Rhaenyra hovers above her.
In no time, Rhaenyra lines herself up with Alicent’s cunt. Her chest heaves up and down as she pauses to relish in the moment. She searches for Alicent’s gaze but finds her eyes closed tightly, ready to take Rhaenyra again. Rhaenyra leans down and places soft kisses on both eyelids. Alicent blinks open in response, her eyes filled with longing. Rhaenyra's lips curve up as they lock eyes.
Rhaenyra kisses Alicent as she pushes into Alicent. Their tongues intertwine as Rhaenyra moves deep inside, slowly, relishing in the perfect fit. The walls of Alicent's cunt tighten around Rhaenyra, and her back lifts off the ground. They swallow each other’s moans.
“Touch yourself,” Rhaenyra commands. She wants to touch Alicent herself, but the idea of sacrificing any depth stops her. Rhaenyra needs her entire cock inside of Alicent. Alicent moans at the force in Rhaenyra’s voice, and she slips one hand in between them. The other hand claws at Rhaenyra’s back, threatening to rip the gray fabric. Alicent starts rubbing her clit, her knuckles pushing against Rhaenyra’s body as she matches each thrust with a flick of her fingers. Rhaenyra has one arm to the side of Alicent's head, her body weight pushing into her palm. The other hand cups one of Alicent’s breasts, and Rhaenyra pinches her nipple through her dress. Alicent’s mind spins with the overwhelming sensations. Still, she craves more.
“Deeper,” Alicent moans. Rhaenyra moves faster and pushes harder, breaking the mental barrier that tells her she might break Alicent. Alicent’s hand increases pressure against her clit. Rhaenyra races towards her finish, plunging deep into Alicent.
Alicent is back at the peak of exaltation, standing on the mountain. The wind blows with such force that it whips around her and through her hair. It's a sharp tingling sensation and pressure pushing at her from all sides. She is limitless. She is air. Her body is electric, and she’s moving upward and forward. Higher and higher to a crescendo. The tension in her stomach mounts. She’s running rapidly towards the cliff, but this time Rhaenyra is right beside her. Alicent wants this, needs to throw herself as far as possible.
Her hand grabs Rhaenyra’s ass, forcing Rhaenyra deep inside as Alicent begins to lose all control.
“Fuck Rhaenyra, I…” Alicent can’t get out the words as she moans in pleasure, her body shaking. Toes curling, eyes fluttering, heart racing. Her nails dig into Rhaenyra's rear as her cunt squeezes around Rhaenyra’s cock. She wants to milk Rhaenyra and take every last drop.
“Oh, Gods,” Rhaenyra groans as Alicent continues to tighten around her.
Alicent’s orgasm ripples through her as Rhaenyra continues to pump her in and out until she, too, jumps from the edge. She spills inside Alicent, filling her. Rhaenyra groans as she continues to thrust, pushing her cum deep inside of Alicent. Then finally, she slows, and Alicent's body begins to still.
They lay for a moment as they float back down from the edge. Alicent still panting, and Rhaenyra’s cock buried deep inside her. As they come back to the ground, reality slowly sets in. They realize how exposed they are, lying outside on the beach together.
“The hour grows late,” Alicent says, breaking the silence. Rhaenyra says nothing but pulls out of Alicent. The sudden emptiness shocks her.
Slowly, they both come to kneel. Rhaenyra passes Alicent her shoes, and they slip on their boots, neither sure what to say. The world around them is dark now, though the full moon above lights their skin.
Alicent picks up the cloak and shakes it out, ignoring the large damp areas of the fabric. She glances at Rhaenyra and smiles. Rhaenyra comes close as Alicent throws the cloak and hood over her shoulders. The sound of the clasp closing in Rhaenyra’s hands plays like a somber melody. Bittersweet and beautiful, an unwanted goodbye.
“I will see you again in three days' time,” Alicent confirms, patting out her dress.
Rhaenyra nods, and Alicent has to squint in the darkness to see an expression. She cannot be sure, but she thinks Rhaenyra wears an expression of concern.
“My promise is good, Rhaenyra.” Alicent squeezes Rhaenyra's hand at her words.
“I know,” Rhaenyra says softly, and the two of them make their way back up the cliff and to the front of the castle. Both their protectors stand outside, waiting to escort them back to safety.
Rhaenyra stops before they approach.
“Alicent,” Rhaenyra whispers. Alicent pauses in her tracks and turns to Rhaenyra.
“Yes,” she answers.
“I have never forgotten,” Rhaenyra admits. Alicent thinks back to that day under the Weirwood tree when she ripped out the page.
“The page?” Alicent asks, her eyes wide.
“The love we once had for each other.”
Alicent watches Rhaenyra walk forward as her confession sinks in. All these years gone by, and their love for one another lingered. Once Rhaenyra disappears into the castle with her protector, Alicent moves to approach her own. Together, they head to the beach, where they board a small ship headed back to King’s Landing. As the boat moves up and down with the waves, Alicent replays her encounter with Rhaenyra. She relives the kisses and craving and wonders what will happen next. Alicent wonders if freedom is truly right around the bend.