The King in the North

Part 7

**SMUT**

Jon brought his body body over me, his face looming over mine. I smiled looking into his eyes, unsure of what was to happen as I was a maid and didn't know much about this. I reached my head up to kiss his plump lips passionately, feeling his stubble against my face. Then he pulled away and began to kiss his way down my body, softly sucking on my neck then my breast. Causing me to moan softly, my hands grasping the bed sheets. He then kissed my stomach and within seconds I felt his lips against my sensitive bud. Sucking softly, his tongue tracing over it. I couldn't contain my moans, gripping the sheets tighter. Then he began to lower himself to my opening, but my hand quickly reached down, grabbing his hair and lifting his head up. "Wait Jon, your seed?" I said worried and thinking I should have cleaned myself before this. My eyes looked down at him as his looked up at me with a pout on his face because I had stopped him. The pout then turned into a smirk, "I don't care.." he said and right away he pulled his head back down and kissed my entrance. This caused me to grip his hair tightly, making him moan into me. I bucked my hips into his face in response and he placed a hand onto my waist, sliding his tongue into my wet entrance. Chills running through my body, he reached his hand up to grab my breast. His tongue swirling inside me, hitting my walls. My eyes closed to take in all the pleasure and in this moment I felt it couldn't get more pleasurable than this. Jon proved this thought wrong when he placed his thumb onto my sensitive bud. As he began to rub in circles, his tongue still swirling inside me, I let out loud moans. I soon felt my walls gripping his tongue, a burst of pure pleasure sending through me. Moaning out louder than I ever had before, Jon then stopping to lick my juices up. "You taste so sweet.." he spoke against my entrance. As my chest went up and down, breathing heavily Jon moving up to my lips and kissed me softly. I had never felt so much happiness and pleasure in my life, and in this moment I truly knew I was meant to be with Jon Snow. I kissed him back and then he pulled away to lay on his back, pulling me into his arms. Within minutes I was asleep, my head on his chest and Jon sleepily stroked my cheek. My hand rested on his chest as our breaths matched up and we slept until late into the morning until a knock rang through the room.