The Game of Thrones

JON VII

There was this weightless, seamless desire between them, like a fire being ignited by a spark. It was so natural as she leaned in to kiss him — at first slow, but then deepening it as she placed her arms around his neck. They began to walk backwards into the wall as she felt him attempt to unlace the back of her dress. She aided him in the process being Sansa made the sewing more complex than normal, and her dress then fell to the floor. She stood there half naked, only her undergarments left, as she moved in to take off his clothes. The fur cloak went first as she reached up to unfasten his leather jerkin. He just stood there frozen as she felt her fingers move around his body. Upon reaching the undertunic, she let out a sigh out of irritation.

"You wearing these many clothes is ridiculous," she hissed.

He let out a soft chuckle as he caressed her hands. "I just put on whatever Sansa laid out for me."

Dany rolled her eyes. "I never had this issue—"

But her standing there, scolding him, being half-naked was just too much. I can't wait any longer.

Grabbing her by the waist, he pushed her against his body as he kissed her, silencing the rest of her sentence. Dany's eyes widened in surprise, but quickly shut as she leaned into the kiss. He wrapped his arms around her silver head as she held him close.

The taste of her petal-soft lips will never get old.

He stroked his tongue into her mouth as she sucked in a deep breath before doing the same. She just started melting into him as she moved her hands down to his groin to untie the strings of his breeches. His cock throbbed with desire as she continued to touch him there. He made a soft sound in the back of his throat as she began to stroke him gently making him lose the rhythm of their kiss. The pleasure was so overwhelming his body went numb, and Dany smiled at his limp behavior. He felt her move her lips from his mouth — kissing his jawline down his neck with her tongue caressing his collarbones. His brown eyes rolled back into his head as she continued kissing every part of him while still fisting his cock. Eventually, the feeling became too overpowering that he stumbled backwards as he blinked his eyes opened, vision swimming.

"Dany—" he attempted to groan as her hands continued to touch his most sensitive areas. "T-The bed..."

She pouted in protest but pulled away anyways as she motioned for him to continue backwards to the bed. He took small steps, not taking his eyes off her, as she stripped off the rest of her small clothes as they went. Jon felt weak in the knees at the sight of her beauty. My gods, I can't even breathe.

He hit the edge of the bed with his legs as he clumsily fell over in response. For a few moments, he just stared in wonder — observing her perfectly round breasts going down to her luscious curves. And they're all mine. She removed her braids as best as she could before crouching down to remove his boots and breeches. Finally, she finally climbed on top of him again, and if it were possible to have hearts in his eyes, he did.

Although he'd been with her so many times, this was different. They were married now. And no one else will ever have her again. She's mine as I am hers. He knew it was slightly pathetic how he was so in love with her. Seven hells, he killed a man for insulting her just hours before. He briefly thought back to Ygritte as she straddling his waist leaned in for another wet kiss. And while he eventually fell in love with the wildling girl, it was never his true intention to fuck her. He was forced to since she told Mance they were fucking to save his life. And while he was grateful for still being alive, and he did eventually enjoy it, he always felt lonely at the other side of the bed.

But not anymore.

Dany filled him with such a warmth he never felt before. And ever since he met her, he knew he'd never find another like Dany. He just watched breathlessly as she moved to kissing his neck and then down his body. She brushed over his nipped as her lips found every scar. She kissed each with such delicacy and love that made him want to scream out in agony for having to wait.