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Voyage of Desire - part 2
“The days blur into nights, the sea your constant companion.
Aemond’s presence, a magnetic force you can’t ignore.
What is happening to me?”
As you navigate through each day, the thrill of adventure and the rhythm of the ship become second nature.
You find yourself drawn more and more towards Aemond, his confidence and charisma both alluring and intoxicating.
Your interactions grow increasingly frequent - sharing stories, exchanging glances, and slowly but surely crossing the boundaries from colleagues to something more.
The daily routine on the ship consists of early mornings spent studying nautical charts, afternoons dedicated to rigorous training exercises, and evenings filled with laughter as the crew shares stories around a communal fire.
Throughout it all, Aemond remains a constant presence - his blue eyes sparkling with determination and mischief in equal measure.
The sexual tension between you builds steadily, fueled by flirtatious smiles, subtle touches, and the unspoken understanding that you both desire more than just friendship.
It’s a slow burn, but one that leaves you breathless with anticipation and longing.
“Navigator, join me for a drink,” Aemond says one night, his voice low as he leans against the railing of the ship.
*A drink?
With him?*
Surprised by the invitation, your heart rate quickens as you consider his offer.
There’s an undeniable attraction between you both, and this could be a pivotal moment in determining where this connection may lead.
After a brief internal debate, you decide to take the plunge - if only for the opportunity to spend more time with this enigmatic man.
“Sure,” you reply, feeling both nervous and excited at the prospect of sharing an intimate conversation over drinks.
As you sit together, surrounded by the gentle lapping of waves against the ship’s hull, your conversation flows easily from one topic to another.
You share laughter as Aemond recounts a wild adventure from his past, and your eyes sparkle with delight as you spin a tale of a particularly perilous journey through stormy seas.
The sexual tension between you is palpable - simmering beneath the surface like a pot of water on the verge of boiling over.
It’s in the way he brushes his hand against yours, or how your eyes linger just a little too long when making eye contact.
As the conversation continues, you can feel your desire for him growing stronger with each passing moment.
“You’re remarkable, you know that?” Aemond says suddenly, his gaze intense as he studies your face.
Before you can respond, he brushes a stray hair from your cheek, the touch sending an electrifying jolt through your body.
Your breath catches in your throat and your heart begins to race at the intimate contact.
The compliment and his gentle caress only serve to fuel the fire that has been steadily building between you both.
You are acutely aware of every inch of skin he touches, every muscle that tenses, and every breath that catches in your throat as you grow increasingly lost in this magnetic attraction.
“I could drown in your eyes,” you admit, the words spilling out before you can stop them.
Your confession hangs in the air like a weight, heavy with unspoken desire and longing.
Yet instead of awkwardness or embarrassment, there’s only understanding and mutual attraction.
Aemond leans closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, “And I could lose myself in yours.” His breath is warm on your skin, sending shivers down your spine.
The combination of his words and the intimate contact is too much to bear, and you find yourself leaning into him, desperate for more.
The night deepens around you as you continue your conversation, the unspoken words hanging in the air like a tangible presence.
Your shared desire is evident but not yet acted upon - a delicious tension that leaves both of you on edge and yearning for more.
“Goodnight, Navigator,” he murmurs softly, his gaze lingering on yours.
Goodnight, Aemond. You part ways reluctantly, each step away from him feeling like a loss in itself.
As you lie down to sleep, you can’t help but replay the events of the evening in your mind - the touches, the words, and the intoxicating electricity that pulsed between you both.
The night is long and restless as you toss and turn, unable to find peace as thoughts of Aemond and the unexplored depths of your connection consume your every waking moment.
The sun rises slowly on a new day, bringing with it the promise of more adventures and the tantalizing possibility of giving in to the passion that threatens to engulf you both.
The tension between you and Aemond is a palpable force, a silent yearning.
How much longer can we resist?
The nights are long and restless as thoughts of him consume every waking moment.
You toss and turn, unable to find peace as you replay the events of your evenings together - the touches, the words, and the intoxicating electricity that pulsed between you both.
As days bleed into nights, filled with adventure and excitement, it’s becoming harder to ignore the pull towards Aemond.
His blue eyes sparkle with determination and mischief, his presence a magnetic force that captivates you.
The sexual tension builds steadily, fueled by flirtatious smiles, subtle touches, and the unspoken understanding that you both desire more than just friendship.
One evening, after sharing stories and laughter around a communal fire, Aemond pulls you close on the pretext of showing you a new navigation technique.
The scent of his skin, earthy and musky, fills your senses as he whispers in your ear, “Pay attention, Navigator.” Your heart races as you feel the heat radiating from his body seeping into yours.
God, he smells good.
The shared task is a thinly veiled excuse for physical proximity, as both of you are acutely aware of each other’s presence and the electric currents coursing through your bodies.
Your breath catches in your throat while every nerve ending tingles with anticipation.
You can feel his gaze on you, and it takes all of your willpower not to give in to the desire that threatens to consume you both.
“You’re trembling,” he whispers, his hand resting lightly on your arm.
“Am I making you nervous, Navigator?” His teasing is playful yet laced with an unmistakable sexual undertone.
You can feel the heat of his body so close to yours, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to lean into him, seeking solace in his embrace.
Instead, you try to focus on the navigation task at hand, but your thoughts keep drifting back to Aemond - the feel of his skin against yours, the warmth of his breath on your neck, and the anticipation of what might happen if you were to give in to the passion that smolders between you.
As the evening wears on, the unspoken attraction between you grows more intense with each shared glance or accidental brush of hands.
The tension is palpable, a thick blanket of desire enveloping you both as the night draws to a close.
“I think we should…
talk,” you manage to say, your voice barely above a whisper.
Aemond’s eyes darken with desire and understanding, his lips curving into a knowing smile.
“Yes,” he agrees, his voice thick with longing.
“Tomorrow.
We’ll talk tomorrow.”
With that promise hanging in the air like an unfinished sentence, he leaves you breathless and wanting more.
The anticipation of your impending conversation is both thrilling and terrifying - a mixture of excitement and nervousness as you imagine discussing the depths of your feelings for one another.
The night stretches on eternally, sleep eluding you as you replay every moment spent with Aemond in your mind.
You can’t help but wonder what tomorrow will bring - will you finally give in to the passion that threatens to engulf you both?
Will you find the courage to express your true feelings and desires?
And more importantly, what will happen when you do?
As the first light of dawn breaks through the darkness, you know that whatever comes next, it will be a journey filled with love, passion, and unforgettable memories.
The story of Aemond and YN has only just begun, but already, it promises to be an adventure like no other.