The Velaryons aren't black in this story. Mostly because I feel it makes the whole issue of being bastards less of a plausible rumor and more of an obvious truth that will 100% cause trouble. Whether or not her children are bastards is another story.
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"So you're accusing me of Slanders you overheard?"
"I only want to help you Rhaenyra." Alicent sighed. "I'm sorry about these questions. But if whoever saw you and your uncle misunderstood things that bad, that means that others could. And they could tell anyone any stories they want."
Rhaenyra thought back to that night. The kiss she'd shared with her uncle. And the dozen people who'd been having sex around them. If one of them had looked up…
"Okay, we... we drank in a tavern. Several... taverns. It was getting late... and I asked to go home. But Daemon wished to continue. As he was my escort, I had no real choice."
"Continue... in a brothel?"
"He took me to a show. I... I was only a spectator. I didn't know where we were going. And then… he kissed me."
"He what?"
"He only kissed me. A lot. But then he left me, probably for some whore he could have sex with and not get thrown in a dungeon."
"So you didn't…"
Rhaenyra scoffed. "Of course I didn't sleep with Daemon. I swear to you upon the memory of my mother."
Alicent narrowed an eyebrow. "But you wanted to."
Rhaenyra began walking, going around Alicent as she talked. "What does that matter?"
"The matter is that you put yourself in a position to have your virtue questioned."
"I know." Rhaenyra said. "It would be so much easier if I was a man."
Alicent sighed. "I know. Then no one would care if you slept with your uncle."
Rhaenyra laughed. "No. Not that."
"I know. No one would care if you bedded a dozen whores if you were a man."
"Not that either." The princess said as she gave the queen a sharp look. "It's because then I could have had you."
That threw Alicent off. "What?"
Rhaenyra began walking forward with a predatory look in her eyes. Alicent began walking backwards. "Yes, I can see it now. I'm a man, and you're the same. We'd have met less often, but I'd have still noticed you. And if having a cock didn't diminish my sense too much, I would have asked for you the second marriage was brought up."
"I'm married to your father." Alicent protested.
"And you wouldn't have given me a second look? You and your father?" The unsaid question of her marriage to the king was not missed.
Before Alicent could get indignant over the truth, Rhaenyra pressed on. "Of course, we'd still have the same problem."
"No one cares about a man's virtue," Alicent said.
"Oh, my virtue would be safe. But yours would not." She took another step forward. Alicent took one back.
"Surely you would be respectful of me."
"Yes. But I'd be a man. And men can be so insensitive and selfish. And you'd be the one I want. Once we were betrothed, I wouldn't be able to resist a girl as pretty as you anymore. I know that someone as noble as you would try to keep things respectable. But I would put my all into seducing you."
Against her better judgement, Alicent asked. "How?"
"I'd caress you. I'd touch you where it would feel good." She raised a hand.
Alicent tried to back away, but she hit the Wierwood tree. Rhaenyra didn't touch her, choosing to put her hand on the bark of the tree before closing the distance between them so she was right in front of the queen.
"And how would you know where it would feel good?" Alicent asked, cursing her heavy breaths.
"I'd be a man. I'm sorry to say that I'd have some experience. Unlike you. I'd know where to touch and how to touch. I'd whisper my intentions into your ear. I'd put myself between your legs and surprise you with my tongue."
"Y-your…"
"I'd savor every taste as I pleasured you. I'd draw you in with wants and desires and make you see nothing but stars. Every part of your body would be memorized by my tongue as I pleasured you in every way a woman can be pleasured. I would teach you how it felt to have High Valyrian spoken into you. And then, I'd have you return the favor. Oh, you would remain a maiden, a beautiful maiden with my cock in her mouth."
"And when I gave in?"
Rhaenyra somehow got closer. Their bodies pressed against each other. "Then my cock would have its home inside you. Everyday. I would avoid planting my seed where I could until we walked out of the Sept, but I would never miss an opportunity to make my bride squirm beneath me."
Alicent was panting now at the thought. She pictured the scenario in her head. Rhaenyra's unbound lust released on her body. Her legs rubbed together in anticipation.
"I fear I will still be holding you captive as my wife because I wouldn't be able to go without trying to put a child inside you long enough for you to be separate from me. Every morning you will receive a new helping of my seed and every night, you will fall asleep with me inside you."
Alicent laughed to hide her arousal. "If only you were a man."
Rhaenyra glanced around to make sure that no one was watching. Then she kissed her.
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Alicent looked over the plans for the marriage before glancing at her daughter. Helaena looked a little spaced out. She narrowed her eyes. Her own apprehension for the match due to the rumors didn't mean her daughter could get away with ignoring such important matters.
"Heleana," Rhaenyra said. "You must pay attention. It's important you're prepared for the bedding ceremony."
"Ah, yes." Helaena said, a blush rising fiercely on her face. "The bedding.""
"Yes," Alicent said. "Losing your maidenhead is something you should be prepared for."
The silence made both older women look at the young bride.
"Helaena?" Alicent asked.
The girl was practically red. "Well, you see… Jace is uh…" She stopped. "I mean, he hasn't taken it yet. But… he's been very convincing. And he's really good at speaking High Valyrian. I mean, his voice sounds… wonderful."
Rhaenyra and Alicent looked at each other with wide eyes. Then they blushed and looked away.
"Never mind that." Alicent said, looking back down at the reports and plans. She was glad the wedding was in two weeks. "All that you need to know is that your bedding is the first time your husband should plant his seed."
Helaena looked at the two. Then she nodded.
As soon as the girl was gone, Rhaenyra looked at Alicent. "You realize she's on her way to let my son fuck her."
Alicent leaned back in her chair with a moan. It's for the realm and my family, she reminded herself.
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What may or may not still be canon in this story is up to your interpretation.
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