You Belong With Me / Jon Snow / Davina Targaryen (3)

33. In My Arms

Jon woke with davina in his arms, her hand and leg draped over him and her head hiding in the crook of his arm. He relished in the moments of peace they got just the two of them. 

He both hated and loved when Davina got ready for the day, she always slipped off her nightdress and lingered around the room, stark ass naked. The way she would sit at her vanity mirror before she got dressed and brushed out her long blonde hair. Jon wondered if as Davina got older her hair would turn the traditional Targaryen silver like Avalon and Draco's did. 

The Lannister children had been lucky that their father had such blonde hair, no one questioned it. Avalon had stopped dying her hair, draco didnt wear any hats again to cover his hair and davina flaunted her light blonde hair like it was her crown. 

Jon sat up in bed, leaning against the headrest. She didnt like wearing makeup like sansa had discovered. Sansa wanted to look older for Tyon, Jon assured. Sansa used powders and tints while Davina just brushed out her hair, while Jon watched the curve of her spine and the delicate muscles of her arms as she lifted the brush high above her head. 

"Jon..."

"Hmm?" he questioned unable to tear his gaze from her as she got up and moved to the wardrobe. 

"Which one?"

"What?" He drooled.

"Which one?" She pointed between the outfits one a dress with slits up high on her thigh, the other a two piece, form fitted showed off her stomach. But Jons eyes were locked on Davina's naked body standing between the options, how was he supposed to look away?

"What?" He repeated. Davina strut towards him. 

"Or should I just go out like this? Give Oberyn a show?" That snapped Jon out of his trance. 

"No! The two piece." Jon demanded. Davina chuckled straddling his lap, the only thing between them was jon's thin shorts and a sheet over his lap. His hands moved to her hips. 

"You kill me."  Jon whispered as she kissed him.

"It's you that is killing me, my love." DAvina purred. She rolled off the bed and got changed, finally and Jon's brain started working again. His cock was hard but it usually was around Davina and he got up to get ready too. 

They headed to the main hall for breaking their fasts and davina held his hand. Draco saw them, he walked beside arya and reached over grabbing her hand. Davina was clearly doing something right, so Draco was going to follow her lead. Arya smiled back at him as she gave his hand a squeeze. 

"You are so worldly." Kelsea was telling oberyn as she leaned in, completely awestruck with him. "ANd smart. Could you teach me some of what you learned across the narrow sea? I have wanted to go."

"You are not an explorer Kels." Tyon corrected. "You like reading and tea parties." 

"I have not had a tea party since-"

"YOu had a tea party with me yesterday." Nora cut in. 

"Thats different." Kelsea assured looking to Oberyn. 

"Good morning." Davina declared. Kelsea looked at Jon, looking at Davina like she was the whole damn world. Looked to Draco looking at Arya like she placed the stars in the sky. Looked at Nora, staring at her breakfast biscuit with just as much adoration before shoving it in her mouth. Davina knew that look. 

"Do let her down gently." Davina suggested as she took a seat. 

"Why let her down at all?" Oberyn purred. 

"You are so old." Davina answered. Oberyn brought a hand to his heart. 

"I am not old. I take great offense to that."

"My mum has known you for forever. Making you old." Davina corrected. 

"I was a youngster when I knew your mother." Oberyn corrected. "I still am."

"You keep telling yourself that.''