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Commander hired a priest for us and bought me a gown. We ride out early. We reach the set up in the woods and I see Jon. We are to be married.

After we are married me and Jon are to ride to town. He gave me and Jon a horse for carrying and one for riding. We are sent off to town. We are given a nice room. First, we sit and dine together enjoying each other's company. After dinner, we walk to our room. He holds my hand leading me to the door. He holds it open for me. He has ghost wait outside. As he enters and closes the door behind him I face the bed with my back to him. I feel Jon's hand softly rest on my shoulder. He moves my hair from my neck and kisses it. He holds me tightly in his arms. "I love you Jon's snow," I say. "I love you too Y/n Snow."

He undressed me slowly I feel the last of my clothes hit the floor around my feet. I close my eyes as his warm hands trace down my sides. I hear him moving but I feel nothing. After a moment I feel his hands in my hair undoing it. My hair falls to my shoulders. He lifts me up bridal. He lays me in the bed. I watch Jon as he climbs on top of me. He kisses my lips with passion. My fingers lock with his. He kisses softly down my neck. He gives my nipple a small lick. I whimper. He latches onto the perky bud and grips my thighs. I feel his fingers brush over my entrance. He lets a finger slip in. Then another. The pumps his fingers in me as I moan. He places his lips back on mine removing his fingers. I feel him push into me achingly slow. "Jon." I moan. He pushes into me at a steady pace. "Jon wait." He stops. He looks concerned. "What's wrong ?" He asks. "Just... hold on." He pulls out of me. I place my hands on his shoulders and roll him over. I take his hands and gaze into his eyes as impale myself on him. He watches as I moan with delight. I place his hands on my hips as roll them. He sits up after a moment. He wraps me in his arms. I claw at his back as he fucks me. "Jon!" I moan in his ear. He lets out a low growl. He holds me tight as I grip his hair. My forehead pressed to his. Our eyes closed. We give occasional sloppy kisses but mostly pant and moan.

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