Enemies to Lovers. 𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ...and she wondered, did they go from lovers to enemies or from enemies to lovers?
"𝗜𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹."
Qu...
A feeling that Aemma no longer wanted to miss. He buried his hand in her hair and pulled her closer to him. He demanded entry, nudged her lips with his tongue, touched her teeth and Aemma's mouth was open in a matter of seconds. Their tongues played, teasing each other, before he won the battle of dominance and she willingly submitted to him. She buried her hand in his clothes as he held her against him. She breathed in his scent and sighed into the kiss, his grip tight in her hair as if he feared she would disappear at any moment. But she didn't mean to do that. At that moment there was nothing better for her than being in Aemond's arms. To feel him, to know that he was alive. Only now she did feel how much tension had been inside her and how much it had tormented her to see him lying there like that. She had almost lost him and Aemma wanted nothing more than to be reminded in that moment that he was alive.
When Aemond pulled away from her, she made a disappointed noise and looked at him accusingly. Aemond apologetically pushed a strand of hair from her face and looked at her for a moment.
"You're still crying," he stated and Aemma rubbed her cheek and eyes in embarrassment.
She hadn't even noticed that she was still crying.
"Did I hurt you?" She heard the concern in his question and shook her head.
"The last few days have been... very nerve-wracking. I'm just exhausted."
Aemond examined her but didn't comment further.
There was silence for a brief moment, an uncomfortable silence, before he continued.
