Khaleesi and the King (of the North)!

3- Uncovered...

Breathlessly I lay back on the bed, while she picked up the covers and threw them off the bed, on the floor. Now I was naked, too. She got on her hands and knees and again started crawling up towards me. This time, I didn't hesitate to kiss her. Our tongues danced together, and I cupped her chin as she sighed into me. Right then it took everything I had not to sit her on my cock and tell her to ride me. I flipped her over onto her back, so she was lying on the bed, and I was on my hands and knees above her. Before she could do, or say anything, I grabbed both her hands with one of mine and held them above her head.
"Lift up your head," I said. She complied, and I gently placed her hands palm up, underneath her neck. Her elbows fell back, flat on the bed.
I let go of her hands and held her head up. Slowly, I lowered it to the bed. Her hands were effectively pinned down. Softly I stroked down the back of her neck.
She shivered, the feeling a mere fraction of what was about to come. I smiled, leant down so our faces were parallel, and murmered, "Move your arms, and there will be consequences. Okay?"
Slowly, she nodded, and i couldn't wait any more. Suddenly my knees spread her legs apart. I grabbed my cock, and lay the tip of it on her entrance. I was in control now. Her beautiful eyes widened and not taking my eyes off her, I slowly brush it from there, up her wet folds, to her clit and down again. She moans, and I grin. I do this again and again, before I hear her say, breathlessly, "Jon..."
I look at her, take in her beautiful eyes and face. I stop.
"What is it, Daenerys?" I pause for a second. As she takes a breathe to speak, I start rubbing my cock against her again. She groans, and I chuckle.
"Please, I can't... wait...any more," she lets out.
"Can't wait... for what, exactly?" This time I leave my cock's tip on her entrance, and my forefinger starts circling her clit.
As my finger starts moving, she can't help but moan. She's breathing heavily, her eyes roll to the back of her head at the sensation and her hips start moving in time with my finger, trying to speed up the movement.
"You didn't answer my question," I say. "You cant wait...for what?" I suddenly flick my finger across her clit and her hips buck upwards.
"I..." She breathes out. I start circling, again. Her eyes close. "I...." Faster, and faster. She is panting and moaning in equal measure by now.
I lean closer to her, keeping up the torturous motion of my finger. "Is it... this you want?" On "this", I slide my member a fraction inside her body. She groans in pleasure, prompting my finger to move faster still.
"Please, Jon. Ohhh, please!!!"
"Please what, Daenerys?"
She opens her eyes and stares at me, her breathing heavy.
"Do you want this?" Again, on "this", I slide a little further into her. She cries out, and starts nodding her head frantically.
"I can't quite hear you. What do you want, Daenerys?"
She looks at me, trapped and her hands bound, helpless to do anything but feel what I'm doing to her. Continuing the sweet, sweet torture, I flick my finger across her clit again.
"Ahhhhhh!! Ohhh Jon..." Her back arches. She circles her hips desperately trying to find more friction, but I won't let her. Instead my finger moves faster and faster. Her moans louden but she's powerless under my control, and just like that , she says, "Ohhh, fuck me now, Jon Snow!"
And i thrust into her fully, her walls expanding to accomodate my size, and she yells, and-
I wake up, blinking. Through my unfocused, groggy eyes I could see the morning sun.
I blinked again. Against my thigh, I could feel a patch of stickiness.
Fucking hell, what happened?
I looked down at the covers, and sure enough there was a stain of my own making. Daenerys was nowhere to be seen.
You dreamt it all, Jon.
Everything in your chamber.
Well done for coming in your sleep though, that was a job well done, eh?
I groan, partly from the thought of having to clean the mess on the bed before someone actually entered my room, and partly at the thought of having to see Daenerys in a meeting in... I peered at the sun outside... less than an hour.
How can I look at her after what I'd dreamt? What I'd thought about doing with her?
I shook my head, slowly.
Well you've only gone and made it ten times more complicated now, haven't you, Jon?