The Dragon's Ascent (CH 1) (Patreon)

A/N: This story is rated M for mature content not suitable for children.

Content Warning:

This story combines elements from Naruto and Game of Thrones, featuring all the typical aspects you might anticipate from such a crossover, including adult themes and character fatalities. If these elements are unsettling for you, it's best to avoid this story.

This story was commissioned by Crash.

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Chapter 1: Dragons In Westeros

Shores Of Westeros

The wind was a raw, relentless creature, tearing at the banners snapping above the masts of the ships. From the deck of the largest cog, a man stared at the shoreline of the mainland, the sprawling, jagged coast of Westeros.

He was Aegon Targaryen, but to himself, he was simply Naruto.

His golden hair shone in the sunlight; his eyes were piercing amethyst. He grinned, a confident, predatory curve of his lips. He wore jet-black scaled armor, a nod to his legendary mount, Balerion (the Black Dread), and the crimson dragon with three heads crest of his house.

“Aegon, my love,” Rhaenys Targaryen murmured at his side, her gaze seductive.

“Look upon it, Rhaenys,” Naruto said, his voice low and resonant. “The Seven Kingdoms divided by greed and lust for power but it ends now,I will make it all mine.”

Rhaenys leaned into him, her hand trailing along the intricate metal of his gauntlet. “You make the conquest sound like an enjoyable pastime, my King. Not a bloody war.”

“War is only bloody for the losers,” he countered, his gaze drifting to the sky. Above them, three immense, terrible shadows soared and circled, their massive wings beating the cold air. “For the victor, it is merely the process of acquisition.”

Naruto watched Meraxes (Rhaenys's dragon) dip in a graceful arc, then noted the stolid, powerful flight pattern of Vhagar (Visenya's mount). The presence of the three great beasts—Fire and Blood personified—was the true measure of his power.

The sounds of foot steps announced Visenya Targaryen. She was cold, honed steel, her Valyrian blade, Dark Sister, resting easily on her hip.

“The fleet has signaled the landing zone,” Visenya stated. “The local lords will likely send their armies within the hour. We should take the hill immediately.”

“Always practical, Visenya,” Naruto chuckled, pulling her head to his for a hard, possessive kiss that matched her intensity.

“The hill is ours, then,” Naruto affirmed, his amethyst gaze sweeping over both women, seeing the fire in Rhaenys and the unwavering loyalty in Visenya. “Let the conquest begin. And when we have taken what is ours, my Queens, we shall celebrate taking each other.”

The two Queens shared a look, ready to conquer the world for the man who was both their King and their shared beloved.

Fast Forward

POV: Rhaenys Targaryen

The scent of ash and damp earth clung to them, a perverse perfume of victory. The battle for the hill was brief, a brutal lesson in the futility of spears against dragonfire. The local lords’ paltry armies had been defeated, their banners replaced by the Targaryen crest—the three-headed dragon.

Now, as the twin moons hung over the conquered earth, they were not on the cold, hard ground, but within a makeshift tent, woven from captured silks and draped tapestries. It was a space designed for a King’s comfort, and his two Queens’.

Rhaenys watched Aegon—no, Naruto—as he stripped off his war-stained armor. Every movement was fluid, coiled power. The scars on his body were not from the petty skirmishes of Westerosi knights, but strange, faded lines she knew spoke of battles he rarely spoke of, from a life she couldn't comprehend. They only made him more compelling.

“The smell of victory is satisfying,” Naruto mused, running a hand through his sweat-damp hair. He looked at her and Visenya, his amethyst eyes burning with a hunger that had nothing to do with food or rest. “But it's incomplete. There is another kind of conquest that is long overdue.”

Visenya, ever the pragmatist, was already shedding her layers of black leather and chainmail. “If it must be done before we ride out tomorrow, let it be done efficiently.” Her tone was clinical, but her eyes, when they met Rhaenys’s, held a fierce, unspoken challenge.

Rhaenys smiled, a slow, knowing smile. “Oh, Visenya, you make passion sound like a tax.” She unclasped the brooch holding her thin gown, letting the silk slide down to pool at her feet. “But then, our King has a way of making even the most efficient conquest exquisitely prolonged.”

Naruto strode toward them, his movements deliberate. The sight of his powerful, golden-haired form was enough to make her breath hitch. He reached for Visenya first, knowing the fierce sister always craved the physical connection immediately after the adrenaline of battle.

The former Uzumaki now Targaryen grasped Visenya's arms, his grip possessive, and drove his mouth down onto hers. The kiss was immediate, hard, and demanding, a release of the day's tension. Visenya didn't resist; she answered it with a ferocity both kissing and biting his lips threatened to draw blood.

Rhaenys watched, her own body heating, her anticipation a sweet, slow ache. She knew her role in this familiar, exhilarating dance. Visenya was the edge, the sharp, instant satisfaction. Rhaenys was the slow, languid burn, the luxury after the war.

As they broke apart, Naruto’s gaze was already on Rhaenys. “Come here, my beautiful Queen.”

She glided toward him. Where the kiss with Visenya had been a clash of steel, the kiss with Rhaenys was a slow, deep immersion. He tasted of the spices from the wine they'd shared before the battle, and the raw, earthy scent of his skin was intoxicating. His hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against the hard, unyielding line of his body.

"I have been dreaming of this since the moment Balerion took flight," he murmured against her neck, the low vibration of his voice sending shivers down her spine. "The feel of your skin, the taste of your submission—it is the true crown of my conquest."

He led both women to the furs spread on the ground.

POV: Visenya Targaryen

The fire in the brazier cast dancing shadows, turning Naruto's powerful figure into a shifting sculpture of gold and muscle. Visenya lay on the furs, her heart still thrumming with the high energy of battle. She preferred the directness of their union. No games, no coy looks—just the raw, animal need they shared.

Naruto was everything they both craved. He was strength unbound, a King who took what he wanted, whether it was a kingdom or a Queen.

Rhaenys was already kneeling, her hands running along the corded muscles of his back, drawing soft, breathless sounds from him. Her sister's beauty was undeniable, a sensual, flowing creature of desire. Visenya’s own desire was a tight knot of hunger, coiled and ready to strike.

Lemon Scene Ahead

She watched as Naruto turned his attention to Rhaenys, the movements of his mouth and hands both devastatingly tender and brutally demanding. He savored her, drawing out a high, sweet moan that always signaled Rhaenys was already lost to him.

Visenya couldn't take her eyes away as Naruto took Rhaenys on top of the fur of some animal, maybe a bear or dire wolf, his muscular body on top of her smaller one, his hips thrusting his rod in and out of her womanhood at a slow but firm pace, getting gasps and moans of ecstasy from her full, sexy lips.

Rhaenys's eyes were closed tight with a look of concentration on her face as sweat dripped down her forehead, her body twitching uncontrollably, her large breasts bouncing from each of Naruto's movements. Visenya knew all too well what that look was; she was getting accustomed to the size of Naruto's cock. Even after they had sex so many times, it always felt like the first time. Granted, they used blood magic to accelerate their healing, so they were always virgin tight, but it did not change the fact that Naruto had a monster cock.

"Oh fuck, I am going to cum," Rhaenys exclaimed, her back arched and her hands clawing at Naruto's back while her legs clung to his thighs.

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP

Naruto continued to pound into Rhaenys as she came, making loud wet slapping sounds fill their temporary living area. Visenya watched on, her slit leaking her arousal as she patiently waited her turn.

"He is ours", Visenya thought, a fierce, proprietary possessiveness swelling in her chest. "He is the prize, and we are his greatest conquest."

Rhaenys always went first, the softer one, the one who paved the way. Visenya's turn was always after, from controlled passion to utterly unrestrained lust - just the way she liked it.

Naruto sat up, pulling his cock out of Rhaenys. Visenya could see it was covered in her juices while still hard and ready for another round of fun.

"Visenya," Naruto commanded, his voice a low growl of arousal. He shifted Rhaenys slightly, allowing Visenya to see the look in his eyes: the complete, overwhelming need for her unique brand of sex. "Come here."

She moved, no hesitation in her. Sliding close, she pressed her body against his back, wrapping her arms around his chest, her hands tracing the lines of his abdomen. She drove her mouth down to his shoulder, biting lightly, staking her claim.

Visenya moved to her knees right in front of Naruto's cock that was covered in Rhaenys' essence. She took it in her mouth without hesitation, moaning at the sour yet salty taste of it that could only be for the two people she loved most in this world.

GLURK GLURK GLURK

While Visenya was bobbing her head back and forth, Rhaenys recovered enough to watch the show in front of her, with her fingers moving unconsciously to her sore, seed-filled womanhood.

"You two are so hot," Rhaenys moaned, her fingers going in and out of her clenching hole, making lewd sounds.

Naruto chuckled, then an idea came to him. "Why don't you join us? Visenya is leaking and can use some help to stop it," the male Targaryen gestured to Visenya's crotch, which was leaking her essence all over the fur below her. One of her hands was rubbing her swollen clit, and the other was holding Naruto's shaft as she sucked on it.

Rhaenys knew what Naruto wanted her to do, and it turned her on so much. The silver-haired Targaryen moved her body until she was at Visenya's cunt. She inhaled deeply, taking in her scent, then buried her face in the overflowing slit, moving her hand away from it.

"Oh shit," Visenya exclaimed when Rhaenys racked her teeth over her sensitive clit, grasping her head and pushing her deeper into her crotch. "That's it, eat my pussy."

Visenya soon returned to her own duties to give her lover the pleasure he deserved; she took more of his dick down her throat, moaning around his rod every time Rhaenys' skilled tongue and fingers hit a particularly sensitive part of her pussy.

"I am going to cum if this continues," Naruto said, his breathing hard from Visenya's very skilled mouth, "but I don't want that. I want to plant my seed deep in both of your stomachs."

The dragon rider instantly pulled out of Visenya's mouth. He took Visenya by her shoulder and pushed her over Rhaenys, a seamless, deliberate tangle of limbs and mouths. He was rougher with her, matching the cold fire in her blood. His hands were everywhere, demanding and strong, exploring the lines of her body that had been hardened by years of training and armor.

"Aaahhhhh," Visenya let out a loud wail when she was impaled on Naruto hard cock, he didn't give her time to adjust to his dick stretching out her tight hole, he pounded her slit so that only his cock would be able to give her pleasure.

PLAP PLAP PLAP

The sound of Naruto's hip colliding with Visenya's ass cheek filled the area along with her wails as she was on all fours on top of Rhaenys, who sucked her nipples while her wet pussy was pounded without mercy.

"Rhaenys can have all the soft tender stuff, but this primal fucking is what a true dragon needs," as if Naruto could hear her thoughts, slammed into her cunt hard, hitting her G-spot, making her see stars.

Naruto would switch between his two lovers, pulling his dick out of Visenya, then aiming low to impale Rhaenys, who was on her back below Visenya.

Eventually, the positions changed, and Naruto took both beautiful women over and over, sometimes on their backs, or on their hands and knees, or in any other position they could think of.

The air grew thick and ragged with their collective breath. The low sounds from Rhaenys, the sharp gasps from Visenya, and the deeper, guttural sounds from Naruto merged into a primal song of victory and release.

He moved between them with the easy, arrogant confidence of a man who knew he possessed two halves of a perfect whole. One kiss was gentle, almost worshipful, on Rhaenys’s neck; the next was a possessive, devouring bite on Visenya’s shoulder.

It was at the height of their pleasure when their release came; Naruto threw his head back, his golden hair a glorious mess on the furs, his eyes half-closed in a pure expression of ecstatic release. He called out a loud, triumphant roar that was part king, part man, and part something ancient and terrible.

Visenya closed her eyes, clutching him tightly, feeling the force of his climax echo through her own body. It was an explosion of pleasure, heat as his semen filled her womb. Next to her, Rhaenys' already creampied slit was leaking Naruto seed mixed with her juices.

When the tremors finally subsided, the tent was quiet, save for the heavy, labored breathing of the three of them. Naruto lay sated between his two Queens, his hand resting on Rhaenys’s hip, his other gripping Visenya’s hand.

Lemon Scene End

“Now,” Naruto whispered, his voice thick with satisfied fatigue. “Now the conquest is complete. We rest, and tomorrow, we take Westeros and burn anyone who gets in our way.” his two lovers nodded in agreement, his slowly drifted asleep dreaming of the coming conquest.

Visenya looked at Rhaenys, and this time, there was no rivalry, only a deep, shared exhaustion and the profound, silent acknowledgment of their power. They had taken the King, just as he had taken them.

Chapter End

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A/N: Naruto (Aegon) is in Westeros accompanied by his sexy wives, Visenya and Rhaenys. His goal is to take control of the Seven Kingdoms. Will he achieve victory, or will he face defeat? Only time will reveal the outcome, but in the treacherous game of thrones, one either wins or die.