Rating: Mature
Summary: UNCLOAKEDis a continuation of the six chapter story, The Cloak. It is recommended you read the The Cloak before this one. UNCLOAKED will begin right where The Cloak left off. We will get to see what surprises are in store for our favorite couple. This story will have romance, angst and smut. I will say this upfront - - I always promise a happy ending!
I am not a GoT expert, this is not a story about plot points or trying to stay perfectly true to character. This fic is emotion centered and written for fun. I hope you enjoy!
**I have no rights to these characters, all belong to HBO and Author, George R.R. Martin**
Author's Note: Thanks to all of the encouragement I received from some wonderful readers of The Cloak I decided to continue the story for the Jon and Dany. As of now this short story is outlined at 5 Chapters. I am always dedicated to completing my stories, and I also aim for a reasonable amount of time between chapters. That said - because of two JONERYS WEEK events on Tumblr, I already know that this story will have a longer time between updates. I just want to set expectations up front.
CHAPTER I: Yes, Tonight!
^^Middle of the night^^
Jon and Dany exchange concerned looks as Sam frantically rummages through his chests in search of more books. Thankfully the room which Sansa gave Sam's family has a small study that is separated from the slumbering chamber as Gilly and little Sam are still sound asleep in the back room.
The moment Jon asked Sam if he would perform the marriage ceremony the energy in the room became frantic. After Sam said a quick yes he then began desperately searching for materials he needed to research what had to be done.
"I am so honored you asked me, Jon. I mean…I never imagined us, since our days as brothers of the Night's Watch, in a position like this. I am so honored to perform your wedding ceremony. Jon Snow, getting married! And to be getting married to the queen of dragons. I am so relieved that you both were able to put the familial bond issue behind you, I mean, I assume you have put it behind you…" Sam's voice trails off nervously, looking up at the pair for the first time since he began his search of books. "I mean, I assume since you are getting married- Well, I mean…I guess what I am saying…."
Jon finally starts chuckling, to which Sam releases a nervous breath. Dany smiles kindly at Jon's fumbling best friend. She can see the appeal with their friendship, their personalities complement each other well.
"Yes, Daenerys and I are very happy and at peace with all of it. We know we want to get married. Thank you, Sam. It means a lot to me that you will be the one performing the ceremony," Jon smiles kindly, his eyes gleaming. Jon slips his hand into Dany's and squeezes it lovingly.
Clearing her throat before speaking, "Sam, could you meet us the small study in the far east wing? I would guess in…." Dany turns to Jon for his thoughts. Now that Sam is on board and has assured them that he is able and willing to perform a binding marriage ceremony they must gather the guests for their small-secret wedding.
"Let's say thirty minutes from now," Jon says calmly.
"What? I know I have a lot to research…but why would you want to watch me read?" Sam asks genuinely confused.
Jon and Dany share a look before turning to Sam.
"Sam, we want to get married as soon as possible…as in tonight. We would do it right now, except we need a little bit of time to gather the rest of the guests," Jon says matter-of-factly. Trying to ignore the look of shock and disbelief on Sam's face.
"Tonight? But I need to read the books about the ceremony, I have all of this research to do. I haven't even found all of the books that I need to read. I am going to marry the King of the North and the Dragon Que-" Sam stutters, his anxiety rising as each moment passes.
"Yes, tonight! Breathe Sam, just breathe. This is happening and this is happening now," Jon says calmly. "Thirty minutes, we will see you in the study."
Jon smiles at his best friend one last time as he quietly pulls Dany into the hallway. As soon as the door to Sam's chamber closes behind them the couple joins for a hug, the safety of being the middle of the night making them feel bold again.
Dany giggles as Jon suggestively pulls his cloak around her petite figure. Pressing his lips firmly to Dany's mouth he feels her smile before she relaxes in his arms and leans into his body. Although he knows they shouldn't be taking the time to do this, his body responds right away.
While they just spent the last couple of hours making love, he longs to take her again. A sense of excitement settles over Jon, knowing that the next time he and Dany make love they will be married.
"What are you thinking about, Jon Snow?" Dany whispers in between kisses. Her beautiful violet eyes staring curiously into his.
Jon smirks, loving the way her eyes twinkle with excitement. "Us, and how ready I am to marry you."
"I can't tell you how happy I am to hear you say that. A secret wedding in the middle of the night is very exciting," Dany says carefully, pushing her excitement and nervousness aside.
"As will be the consummation of our secret marriage," Jon teases, gods how wants to push her up against the stone-wall again and make her cry out for him. Knowing he needs to control his urges he releases Dany and takes a step back. They begin walking side by side away from Sam's chambers.
"Promises, promises, my soon to be husband," Dany smirks with laughter as she ducks out of Jon's reach the moment the words leave her mouth.
But Jon isn't taking that crack laying down. He is quicker the next time, making Dany think he is going to reach to the left and then catching her roughly in his arms as she rushes to the right as he predicted.
"What were you saying, love?" Jon asks while running his hands up and down Dany's sides, beneath her cloak. Stopping to give her hips special attention before leaning down to ardently kiss her neck.
With her eyes closed, Dany's lips fall open to allow for her small pants as the man she loves showers her with affection. Jon smirks at her loss of words as his hand moves to caress her breasts, his lips moving lower to kiss and lick her cleavage.
Gods, the things he plans to do to his wife as soon as they make it back to their room. Jon's fingers begin playing with the back-laces of her dress, if he can just loosen her dress a little his mouth will be able to kiss her breasts without fabric as a barrier.
"Jon," Dany murmurs carefully as his fingers continue to fumble with the back of her dress. She knows that this time she will wantonly beg him to fuck her in the middle of this hallway if he continues. They need to stop, right away.
"Hmmm," Jon mumbles as he plants open kisses to her nipples over the fabric of her dress. Feeling their pointy peeks causing him to groan again as he loses focus on whatever Dany was saying before.
"Jon, we need to stop!" Dany sighs, this time pushing Jon away. She frowns at the sad face he makes, he was just getting warmed up.
"Dany, it's our wedding night….day? Anyways, it's our day, so we can do anything we want. And what I want is for you to- -"
"Jon!" Dany scolds with amusement in her voice. "We told Sam to meet us in thirty minutes…do you want him to step out of his chambers and see you taking me against the wall?" Dany makes it a point to nod towards the door they just walked out of, Sam would immediately see them when he comes out.
Jon sighs, feeling defeated. He knows she is right.
"Okay, okay… I concede on this one. We do need to hurry," Jon sighs while working out the most efficient way to gather their guests. Time is of the essence. "Arya's chambers are actually a few doors down, why don't you quickly get her while I handle Sansa. I'll then get Davos while you go back towards your room where all of your wedding guests whose rooms are right by the study where Sam will meet us?"
"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you to tell Sansa? We can quickly tell Arya and then-" Dany starts to say.
"No way, it will be much better if Sansa hears about this wedding from me. I will have to handle Sansa alone," Jon mutters quickly before noticing the scowl that appears on Dany's face.
"Dany, that came out wrong," he assures her. "Sansa just worries about the political aspects of the North, it is not personal."
"And you? Do you worry about the politics of this?" Dany questions.
"No. I want to marry you, and I don't care about anything else. I have Sansa, and you have Tyrion – between the two of them, they can worry enough for the both of us," Jon jokes, hoping to calm his beautiful bride. "Besides, Sansa's chambers are in the front of the castle and I don't want anyone to recognize you. Come on, I'll walk you to Arya's room," Jon smiles, relieved that Dany seems more relaxed after his explanation. The last thing Jon wants is for there to be any personal tension between his wife and family.
"You're right, we are running out of time. You need to hurry and get Sansa and Davos since their chambers are so far from the meeting room. I can tell Arya, I know she is going to be thrilled," Dany smiles while remembering how hard Arya pushed her, a complete stranger and a queen, to reconcile with Jon.
Pulling her into his arms one last time Jon smiles before kissing her softly. Dany sliding her graceful fingers into the curls resting on the back of his neck, gives them a little tug before smiling into their kiss. Jon doesn't feel like teasing, his mouth pressing firmly, his tongue demanding access to her mouth. Suddenly their kisses become passionate, both enjoying the closeness of their bodies insistently joining together.
Breaking after a moment, the couple smile at one another. Both very excited for their secret wedding and what it will mean to them. They are in love, and although danger is around the corner…for now that will live as husband and wife.
Standing outside of Arya's door, Dany takes a moment to admire Jon as he walks down the hall in search of Sansa and Davos. Smiling to herself Dany Finally knocks on the chamber door, hearing Arya call out 'Yes, come in!" Dany opens the door to walk in.
What she was not expecting to see was Jon's unmarried little sister in bed with Gendry! Gasping loudly, "Arya!" Dany is completely stunned.
"Dany, is everything okay?" Jon calls out from down the hall as Dany pokes her head out to see him turning back to check on her.
Dany's eyes widen as a naked Arya is now standing in front of her and grasping her wrist tightly, "Tell my brother all is fine!"
Dany waves Jon off and enters Arya's room, the door closing behind her as Arya slams it shut. The fireplace lighting the room, Dany observes Gendry pulling the covers to his chin, he looks absolutely mortified. The situation is awkward for all three of them.
Gendry just arrived to Winterfell…did I just interrupt their first time? Oh God, when I heard the 'Yes!' from Arya I had assumed she meant to enter her room. Well…at least she seemed to really be enjoying her first time.
"Your grace, you mustn't tell Jon about this! Especially if he find out in this manner…I don't think he will handle it well," Arya sighs worriedly, interrupting Dany's thoughts as she frantically throws clothes back on, not even caring that Dany can see her naked form. Arya's mind racing, not believing this actually happened.
What terrible luck, but I know Jon will look at Gendry deflowering his 'never been married' youngest sister much differently then what may have happened between himself and Daenerys. Dany is a queen, Jon a king and Dany was obviously not a virgin having been married to a Dothraki Khal before. Jon will be furious! He will even tell Sansa...I'd never hear the end of it. I can just imagine her face.
"No, Jon would not handle finding out this way well! Can you imagine if he had been the one knocking on your door?" Dany mumbles, still shocked at what she actually saw upon entering the room. Living among the Dothraki, Dany has seen plenty of naked skin in action over the years. But seeing Jon's little sister, who he described for hours as a young little girl he adores, is another thing.
"Well, maybe Jon would have waited for me to open my private chamber before storming in!" Arya says, her cheeks reddening remembering exactly what Gendry was doing with his mouth when the queen entered.
"I heard you scream "Yes! Come in!' – so I opened the door," Dany hisses in her defense, noticing that Gendry has now pulled the covers completely over his face.
Arya is suddenly speechless and embarrassed, realizing Daenerys misheard her letting Gendry how close she was to coming. "Well, I can see how they sound alike. But I was actually saying-"
"Seven hells, Arya, enough! Ladies could you avert your eyes so that I can leave?" Gendry calls out from under the covers.
Dany and Arya lock eyes and then burst out laughing.
"I can't stay long, so just stay where you are, Gendry. Arya, Jon and I hope you can attend…our secret wedding, that is going to happen right now," Dany smiles as Arya's eyes widen.
"Secret what? And when?!" Arya laughs, already understanding but also amazed that Jon was able to not only get Daenerys to forgive him, but marry him on the spot! Who knew her brother had such skills.
"Yes, tonight!" Dany says with a smile, as Arya finishes getting ready. Turning towards the bed, "Well Gendry, you would be welcome to attend but I am not sure how Arya would explain that to Jon."
"I'm good here, but thanks. And congratulations, your grace!" Gendry's muffled voice calls out from underneath the covers.
As the women walk silently through the hall, Arya's mind is racing. She needs to convince the queen to not say anything before they reach the back wing of the castle.
"Your grace, will you keep this secret?" she asks pointedly.
Daenerys has been agonizing over this, she needs to be honest with Arya…as well as her husband.
"Arya, I don't want to enter my marriage to your brother with a lie between us. But I also think this will very much upset him, to the point there may not be a wedding because he will choose to hunt down Gendry instead of the ceremony," Dany sighs. "So I have decided I will not tell Jon tonight, but you need to tell Jon as soon as possible."
Arya almost cries tears of joy, knowing that both she and Gendry can talk to Jon tomorrow and make him understand that they are in love and want to get married. "Thank you, Daenerys! Gendry and I, we love each other. This is not a casual thing…"
"I am glad to hear it. I also have to be clear, although unlikely, if Jon were to point blank ask me, I will not lie to him," Dany says firmly. "So think about telling him soon. Please, don't leave him in the dark."
"Fair enough," Arya smiles, relieved that Jon won't be hearing any embarrassing details from his soon to be wife. "Besides, I think you owe me, your grace."
"Is that so?" Dany smiles, already knowing that Arya means all of her meddling. "I suppose I can admit, had you not just spoken to me about Jon and his true feelings for me mere seconds before seeing that tramp saunter out of his study I may have reacted differently."
"Differently, as in a slap down fight with a naked woman in the middle of the hallway?" Arya jokes wickedly.
Dany chuckles as the ladies enter the secret stairwell that leads up to her floor. The queen unable to push away the memory of her and Jon just a few hours ago.
++o+ Flashback +o++
"Oh, gods Dany. That feels so good," Jon croons in her ear as she works his dick with her hand. "I want you, and now."
Dany pushes past Jon, looking over her shoulder she smiles coyly at him as she sits on the stairs and faces him. Jon gets the message and kneels on the step below her, hovering over her he begins pushing up the skirt of her dress as she immediately pulls his pants down past his scrumptious arse that she loves to squeeze. Throwing his cloak off he bunches it on the steps behind her back and head, he doesn't want her getting hurt once he begins pounding into her.
Dany spreads her legs and pulling him closer to her. The smile at each other, both knowing what the other wants. As Jon rubs the tip of his cock along her wet slit Dany whimpers with anticipation as she leans back on the stairs, resting her arms behind her.
Just when Dany expects Jon to plunge into her, he bends down and throws one of her legs over his shoulders as he places his mouth on her hot sex. Dany gasps in surprise as her beloved begins kissing and licking her, his tongue teasing and loving her bundle of nerves as her hips buck frantically. She doesn't even care that the stones steps are digging into her back through Jon's cloak. All she can think about is the sensations he is giving her between her legs.
Dany cries out loudly as she comes again, before she comes down from her high he makes his next move. Jon positions himself on the step that lines his cock up with her sweet pussy. Sliding his cock into her with a swift stroke and then placing his palms on the stairs for support. He starts slow and steady as her pants and small moans encourage him to make love to her.
++o+ Flashback End +o++
Daenerys feels her cheeks redden, she is relieved that Arya can't read her mind. There is still so much to be done before the secret wedding can happen tonight. Dany decides to push the image and the knowledge of Arya and Gendry from her mind for the moment.
Tonight she wants to concentrate on her and Jon Snow, she can't wait to become his wife.
Consequences be damned!
++o+ Chapter End +o++