End Game// Tormund Giantsbane (3)

44. Claiming You

"Jon gave his blessing." Caro remarked as Tormund came into her chambers. He looked over her body, her fingers between her legs, "I couldnt find you... I have needs." she purred as she began to run her own fingers over the sensitive bud between her legs.

Despite the confident and perhaps sexy women she was showing him, she had never been more exposed, knowing he was watching her at her most vulnerable, and that turned her on even more. Tormund growled as his eyes had been glued to her, unable to take her eyes off her, watching her body move and shake slowly as she continued to play with herself, he licked at his lips taking another step forward. 

Soon, Caro was moaning more and more as she closed her eyes and threw her head back. Each time she made a noise, Tormund would move further up the bed until he was next to her bent knees, he pulled apart her legs and grabbing onto her wrist to make her stop. Her eyes popped open smiling back at him. 

 "My turn" he smirked.

With one large hand, he held her hand above her head as his other hand moved between her legs and he brushed his fingertips over her. The touch was soft and gentle, but the electricity between them made her cry out his name. This must have been the last piece of encouragement he needed before he finally began to play with her body. Driving his fingers in firm and fast circles, she was soon shaking uncontrollably beneath him, begging him for more and more until finally, her vision grew a little blurry and an overpowering release shock through her. Gasping for air she tried to calm her body as TOrmund ran his hands up and down her frame.

"I want you Tormund." Caro managed in a whisper after a few moments.

"Aye, I want you too" he grumbled into her neck between kisses.

"I want you" she whispered and leaned up in bed to run her hand over his body and to his cock. "I want you" she repeated and slowly took hold of him in her hand and began to move up and down with a tighter hold. "I love you and I want you."

He opened his mouth but lost his train of thought as she picked up the pace of her hand, before stopping to move on top of him. Holding herself up, just above his tip, she smiled back down at him. 

"You're mine". She declared. "I'm claiming you so we can get over the bullshit and emotional baggage I have running through my head." She informed him as she slowly dropped herself down and allowed him to enter inside of her. "So you are mine."

He locked onto her gorgeous eyes and quickly flipped them over so he was on top. Her back hitting the mattress, all while staying buried inside of her, he kissed her roughly on the lips.

 "Aye, I'm yours Stark".

He smiled wildly and picked up the pace, thrusting into her quicker and harder each time as she began to cry out his name over and over again as he nails scratched down his back. Both of them never looked away from each other, until he reached his climax and was unable to keep his eyes open as he growled lowly and thrusted into her one last time.

Slowly, he pulled out of her and flopped down into the bed. Both of them, covered in a light sweat, but neither cared as she rolled onto her side and into the arms of the man who she wanted more than anything. 

+

"The bastard of Winterfell."

"The dwarf of Casterly Rock."

There was a silent moment before the men shared a smile and shook hands.

"I believe we last saw each other on top of the wall." Tyrion remarked.

"You were pissing off the edge, if I remember right. You picked up some scars along the road." Jon remarked looking over his scarred face. Tyrion nodded in agreement.

"It's been a long road. But we're both still here." Tyrion agreed before looking to Davos. "I'm Tyrion Lannister."

"Davos Seaworth."

"Ah, the Onion Knight. We fought on opposite sides at the Battle of Blackwater Bay." Tyrion remarked as he shook Davos hand.

"Unluckily for me." Davos agreed and Tyrion's face pinched but Missandei provided a good distraction.

"Missandei is the queen's most trusted advisor." Tyrion remarked gesturing to her.

"Welcome to Dragonstone. Our queen knows this is a long journey. She appreciates the effort you have made on her behalf. If you wouldn't mind handing over your weapons." she requested with the sweetest of smiles.

"Of course." Jon agreed hesitantly.

The Dothraki guard moved to take the weapons. Jon untied his sword and handed it over. The Dothraki picked up Jon's boat and began to carry it away. Jon stared after them.

"Please, this way."

"Where are you from? I can't place the accent." Davos questioned. Missandei.

"I was born on the Island of Naarth." She answered

"Ah. I hear it's beautiful down there. Palm trees and butterflies. I haven't been myself." Davos remarked fondly as he looked around. "This place has changed." it used to be the hub for stannis but that seemed like forever ago now. 

The group made their way up to Dragonstone along a narrow stone pathway built into the cliffs leading to the castle. It seemed a death march.

" And Sansa, I hear she's alive and well."

"She is." Jon agreed

"Does she miss me terribly?" Tyrion teased. Jon stared back at him silently. "A sham marriage and unconsummated." Tyrion assured him.

"I didn't ask --" Jon countered

"Well, it was. It wasn't. Anyway, she's much smarter than she lets on." Tyrion offered awkwardly.

"She's starting to let on." Jon corrected

"Good. At some point I want to hear how a Knight's Watch recruit became King in the North."

"As long as you tell me how a Lannister became Hand to Daenerys Targaryen." Jon offered

"A long and bloody tale. To be honest, I was drunk for most of it."

"My bannermen think I'm a fool for coming here." Jon remarked.

"Of course they do. If I was your hand I would have advised against it. General rule of thumb, Stark men don't fare well when they travel south." Tyrion agreed

"True. But I'm not a Stark."

+

"Are you heading out?" Caro questioned hesitantly. 

"Tomorrow." Tormund agreed and she offered a pinched smile. "I will be back." Tormund assured her. 

"I know." Caro agreed. "I just might miss you." 

"Might." Tormund scoffed kissing her. 

"I will miss you. I feel like whenever I'm in a good place something severes  my happiness. I dont want to lose you Tormund." 

"You wont."  Tormund assured. "The wall isnt that far, you need me. I come back." 

"Wall isnt that close either." Caro countered. 

"You raven. I'm here." Tormund assured her. "I love you. I want you forever. Stability and all that jumbo you were blabbering about." He teased. "I dont fit in here but damn if you are the queen then it doesnt matter what people think. Just what you think."

"You fit. You fit in with me. Right here." Caro agreed holding onto him. A big smile covered his face as he kissed her again. 

"Let me love you right then, before I go." 

"Go?" Tyanna questioned incredulously. 

"The wall." Tormund remarked. 

"NOOO!" Tumi shouted. "You can't make me." Tormund blinked back at her confused. "I want to stay with mama!" Tumi shouted clinging to Caro and her heart never felt more full.

"Me too I don't want to go back. I like it here with mama and the castle!" Tyanna agreed.

"Gods I love you." Tormund declared kissing her.

"I will keep them safe." Caro promised as he held tight to her. "I love you."