Jonerys One-Shots / Insta Shorts

Celebration

"Are you drunk?" Dany entered into Jon's chamber late at night. They won the fight against the Night King with huge prices. She lost half of her army, but the most important thing is... she lost her best friend. She tried to seem happy that night. Everyone around here smiling and celebrating, and they had no idea how much problems pressing on her shoulders on that moment. Jon tried to pay attention to her, he glanced at her many times, but listening all the men around him, while they were cheering their King, who rode a dragon. That was too much for Dany. She wanted to be happy, but she felt alone. She had no chance to talk with Jon since he told her he is a Targaryen. All her life, all her dreams, all her goals are destroyed in that moment. 

"No." Jon stood up from the table and turned to her. He was unstable but tried his best.
"Only a little." he smiled a bit. Daenerys also smiled back, then closed the door behind her. She took some steps towards to Jon. To the man she loved. To the man who is her only safety left. 

"I didn't know Ser Jorah well, but I know this." Jon started "If he could have chosen a way to die, it would have been protecting you." he felt how it hurts Dany, he wanted to reassure her. 
"He loved me." Dany answered confidently. Jon looked surprised. He thought it, but it surprised him Dany knew it. "And I couldn't love him back" she continued.

She started to walk towards to Jon. She felt herself broken and lost. She needed him more than anything in that moment. 
"Not the way he wanted." Dany almost cried, while she was more and more close to Jon. "Not the way I love you" she looked into his eyes. Jon did not hesitate for a minute. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. He couldn't answer in that moment. He was confused. He did not know it is right or not. Being with her. Being in love with her. 
"Is that alright?" Dany asked him and their faces were so close. Their lips almost met. Jon just stared those beautiful green-blue eyes, and he couldn't think anything else, just how he loves that girl. For an answer he pressed his lips against hers, and kissed her gently. The fire almost immediately flared up in them. All hidden emotions and wants came to light. His kiss became more passionate and wild. Dany moaned into his mouth. She exactly needed this. She needed her King. To take care of her.

She started to untie the knot in his belt, while Jon almost ripped her clothes off. They wanted each other. They wanted to feel each other. They did not stop kissing even for a second. The hunger in that kiss was real. Their feelings to each other were real. More real than anything in their life. They were bonded and they both felt deep in their hearts their meeting was fate, not just godsend. Jon pulled off Danys upper clothes, and her beautiful breasts were in his hand. He was staring those for a second, then started to kiss her body, her bosoms while he squeezed her body so close. He went down slowly with those kisses, while he pulled down her clothes totally. The Dragonqueen stood in front of him, totally naked, and so in love. He raised his eyes to her, and she just smiled. She begged for him with her eyes, for the love what he and only he can give her. Jon gave gentle little kisses to her inner tights, Dany pushed her head back and bitten her lower lip. When she felt his warm lips touched her clit, she shook all in her body. She grabbed the edge of the table, and spread her legs more. Jon was kneeling in front of her, and gave the most enjoyable kisses to her sex. She felt how all her worries and problems just flew away. In these moments, when she was with him, she did not care about the Iron Throne, or Cercei. In these moment she was just a girl in love. Who she always wanted to be, from deep in her heart. How her climax came more and more close she grabbed his hair and her moans became louder, and in a moment she just screamed. Jon noted it with a smirk, then kissed her clit again once. He stood up and place his hand to her neck, then looked into her eyes.

"I ... don't know it is... right or not. Me. You. Loving each other but... you are my happiness." he whispered to her in his deep tone and couldn't take his eyes off of her for a minute. Dany did not answer, she had no idea what to say. It was so natural to her. Their relations did not mean anything to her ... in their relationship. 
"Then don't destroy it. Please. I want it to be the way it was between us. Jon. Please" she whispered to his mouth. She almost begged him with her eyes. "I love you so much." her eyes told more than her words. She was in love with him. She was vulnerable, weak and fragile in his arms. She was just a girl in his arms, nothing else. 
"I love you too, Dany" he answered and pressed his lips against to hers again. That kiss was not sweet, not kind, more a wild one. He felt hunger for her he wanted to eat her face, he wanted to feel every inch of her body. She tried to took off his shirt but he had to help her. They were smiling to each other, then their tongues started their passionate dance in each others mouth. Dany unbuttoned his pants and he took a step closer, while she free his cock. He was ready for her, he was hard for her. He wanted this woman. He just felt he wanted this woman all in his life. Jon grabbed her butt and placed her to the table, and with a sudden move he entered into her. Dany grabbed her back and moaned. He moved his hips slowly, and Dany keep his rhythm. She wanted to reunite with him. She wanted to feel him again. Feel herself in save again, in his arms. His moves became faster and wilder. 
"Yes" Dany continuously moaning into his ears. His wolf side jumped out, licked her lips, while thrusting her more and more vehemently, he became fierce and he forgot everything. Dany couldn't breath, couldn't think either. She did not want to. She just wanted this. That passionate night with Jon Snow. No matter who he is, in that moment, he was one person. Her love. Her other half. 

She spent the night in his room, in his arms. When she opened her eyes in the morning, he was already awake, and just staring her. Caressing her arms. She wanted to say something. They both wanted to say something, but they were wordless. There were no right words in that moment... a couple minutes passed in that way. Just staring and looking each other. The words just broke this miracle, but they know they have to talk about it.
"I saw... " she started quietly and took a deep breath "I saw the way they looked at you last night. I know that look. So many people have looked at me that way, but never here. Never on this side of the sea." she explained to him with tears in her eyes.
"I told you..." he caressed her cheek "I don't want it." but his face became serious.
"It doesn't matter what you want." Dany stated and sat up on the bed. Placed the blanket around her beautiful naked body. She was staring the room in front of her. "You didn't want to be the King in the North. What happens when they demand you press your claim and take what is mine?" her voice was filled with fear and worry. Jon frowned then sat next to her in the bed. He tried to turned her face to his. At first she resisted, then looked into his eyes.
"I"ll refuse." he told her confidently "You are my Queen. I don't know what else I can say."
"Maybe you can say nothing. To anyone, ever." she told him, with fear and beg in her eyes.
"Never tell them who you really are. Or it will take on a life of its own and you won't be able to control it. Or what it does to people." she was worried and almost cried. "No matter how many times you bend the knee. No matter what you swear." she was shaking. 
"I understand." Jon was calm and hugged her close. He understood her feeling. He knew all her life broken apart because of it. Because of the truth what no one need. He gave a small kiss to her forehead. "Marry me."

Dany frozen, while Jon was placed her cheek between his hands and stared her. Dany was not sure what he just said. She was not sure she heard it right. She tried to form words, but no sound came out from her mouth. 
"Marry me Dany, and in this way, you don't have to worry about anything. I love you, I don't care about the throne, I don't care about anything. I want you to be happy. I want to make you happy. I ... want my life to spend with you." he was looking into her eyes and he meant it. Every word. He really wanted nothing else. He did not want the truth destroy them. He did not want anything destroy them. What they have. Their feelings to each other. 
"Jon... " she was still processing his words. 
"Marry me." he told her again, and did not loose the eye contact with her even for a minute. She had tears in her eyes, and she just nodded. She tried to breath and meanwhile she felt how her heart melts and warm. Suddenly she felt, that was the only thing she wanted. Not the throne. Not alone. No. She wanted this and wanted Jon too. He grabbed her face, and pulled her close, then leaned back to the bed with her. They were kissing. Jon leaned over her and did not stopped with the kiss. He felt it was his best decision in his life. He still felt, he had to tell it to his sisters at least, but he was sure if he marries her, no one can destroy or attack them. That was the perfect plan, for both of them. That was the smartest choice, and it was a rare moment, when the smartest choice is the one, what came from his heart.