Author's Note: Hi everybody and thanks for stumbling upon my story. Everything that happened in the previous seasons of Game of Thrones you can consider in this story but there may be a few alters and I will be sure to mention them before the chapter. For now the Night King and his army have not reached the wall yet, they are still beyond the wall and the wall is still in tact.
In the night...
Jon had never felt more in love with the silver haired beauty he held ever so dearly in his arms. That one night had brought him more happiness then he had ever felt in his entire lifetime. It was hard to feel joyful when the wrath of war was underway and the corruption of death would soon invade the North, but the way Daenerys made a spark light up in him every time his eyes would wander over to her, it was easy to think he was the happiest man alive. When he first laid his eyes on her he was ashamed to admit that just like every other man, the first thought that came to his mind was how attracted he was to her.
Dany moved in his arms as she shuddered against the crisp cold air. Jon pulled the blankets over her shoulders and wrapped her in his arms tighter not wanting her to get a chill. Jon saw her smile as her eyes fluttered open and again, that familiar spark arose.
"Morning." Jon said smiling. Dany greeted him with a beaming grin.
"Good Morning." she replied. It was only early, only a few hours into the morning and everyone aboard the the ship were still sleeping, besides the men sailing it who were stationed below deck. The stars were still out and the sky was only a faint blue. Jon spent a couple of minutes just looking at her, admiring her beauty and perfect distinctive features. Even in morning Daenerys still looked as beautiful as she did in the day.
"What?" Dany asked smiling. Jon combed his fingers through her silky hair.
"You're so beautiful." he said tracing his finger along the jawline of her perfect heart-shaped face causing her to blush.
"and you are so handsome Jon Snow." she said gushingly. Jon pulled her closer so that their noses were only inches apart, he stared into her eyes lovingly before he pressed his lips to hers. It was the perfect feeling. Her lips moulded into his like two pieces of a puzzle that came together. Jon had never thought he would ever feel a woman's lips on his own ever again, but oh how he was very wrong and thankfully so. His passion for her only accelerated as the kiss intensified. He traced his hand over her bare curves beneath the blankets as their lips locked. He tugged at her waist so that their bodies were connected. When they broke apart to breathe Jon kept at it, kissing every part of her body that he sweet butterfly kisses along her jaw and neck until he began to suckle making Dany whine.
"Jon..." she pleaded. His hand crept it's way to her breast as he cupped it making Dany tremble. He smiled as he bathed her in kisses along her collarbone. down her breast and her waist as he began to run his fingers across her naval and down between her thighs.
Dany gasped as Jon began to caress her there. He began slowly rubbing his fingers along her lips as he still nibbled on her neck causing her to giggle. He loved to hear her laugh, it made him laugh and it had been a while since he did. Jon began to pick up the pace making Dany whimper in delight.
"Jon... we shouldn't..." she said only half meaning it while loving the feel of his fingers rubbing against her, it was good, really good as an unbearable ache began to climax inside of her. Jon pretended not to hear her as he drove his index finger towards her entrance until it was deep inside. Dany moaned at the pleasure it brought her. Jon was determined to bring her to her edge using only his fingers and so he moved it in and out faster and faster until she was uttering his name.
"Jon..." she said. Jon kept at it loving loving the way she clenched the bed sheets and every time she would arch her back as he managed to reach that spot.
"Jon... please..." she begged him closing her eyes. Jon used his thumb to rub her clit knowing that she would soon reach her climax. Dany moaned at the feel reaching up to grasp Jon's curls instead of the sheets. Jon knew it wouldn't take too long now by the way she was tugging at his hair so tightly, but suddenly he felt her other hand reach for his shaft. Jon's hand stopped yet still his fingers remained between her hot and dripping folds. Dany opened her eyes and looked at Jon seductively as she began to stroke his hardened cock. He nor she didn't say a word but both looked at each other knowing what they both desired.
"Take me Jon, please. I need you." Dany practically begged him as she continued to stroke him. Jon gulped not being able to resist her plea or his need for her, he didn't know if her would ever have the strength to resist her ever again. He positioned himself so that the tip of his length was pressed against her entrance. He then plunged forward taking her all in. He groaned at the sensation. Jon began slowly, with short and paced thrusts wanting to savour every moment he had with Dany. He then began to quicken his pace plunging in and out of her until Dany's sweet little moans grew louder and louder.
"Shhh my love, you will wake the entire crew if you continue on like that." Jon said through gasps. 'My love.' It sounded so sweet coming from Jon. Dany tried to lower her voice as Jon continued to jolt in and out, harder and deeper every time. Dany rocked her hips to meet his every thrust trying her hardest not to scream at the pleasure the King in the North was capable of giving to her. With one last hard thrust Jon filled her with his seed as Dany came around his shaft caught on a silent scream. The couple panted heavily as Jon collapsed on top of her. Dany wrapped her arms around him and kissed his head. Jon looked up at her and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips before they both fell to sleep embraced in each other's arms very much in love.
It was late in the Morning when Jon and Dany woke again. Now they could hear movement and voice on deck and both realised they had accidentally slept in.
"What a bad King and Queen we are... twice in one night." Jon joked still lying in bed with Dany in his arms. Dany chuckled.
"It is your fault, you could not resist yourself." Dany said. Jon laughed.
"Can you blame me?" he said smiling and pressing his lips to hers. A knock at the door startled them both.
"Your grace, are you awake yet?" the familiar voice of Missandei called out.
"Yes-" Dany was cut off attempting to not shamefully squeal out as Jon cheekily began to lavish at her neck.
"Sorry to disturb you my Queen but many are noticing your absence this morning and are beginning to worry." Missandei said. Dany tried to shove Jon away but she was pinned to the bed as he laid on top of her running his tongue along her neck.
"Your Grace?" Missandei called out more concerned now.
"Jon stop it." Dany whispered smiling. Jon kissed her forehead and rolled off of her still keeping her locked in his arms.
"Tell them not to worry, I will be with them soon." Dany called out collecting herself.
"And the King in the North, he also has not risen this morning." Missandei said. Jon nipped at Dany's ear making her smile.
"He is with me. We are discussing battle plans. We will both be out in a minute." Dany said trying her hardest not to giggle.
"Alright your grace, I will let the other Lord's and Lady's know." Missandei said almost laughing herself knowing her Queen all to well to understand what she meant by "battle plans". As soon as Missandei was gone Dany punched Jon in the chest.
"Why did you do that?" Dany asked laughing. Jon sat up.
"You should have said we were both dead, so we could spend whatever time we have left of our live's in bed together." Jon said chuckling.
"Oh, so the grim King in the North does have a sense of humour." Dany said laughing. Jon smiled and kissed her passionately on the lips finding himself ready for her again.
"Jon... we need to get up now..." Dany said as he continued to kiss her. He was hard to resist and Dany would have gladly stayed in bed for the rest of the day had she not been born a Queen.
"Seriously Jon come on." she said. Jon pouted but agreed, it was time to get up.
Jon was first to exit. He quietly shut the door behind him and snuck towards where his own chambers were trying his hardest to avoid anyone lurking about.
"The boat was extra shaky last night I noticed," a voice called out causing Jon to jump. Jon turned and saw Tyrion standing in the shadows by the stairway. "Don't you agree?" Tyrion said with a smirk on his face. Jon suddenly felt embarrassed taking a moment to collect himself straightening his tunic.
"Yes the winds were a bit rough-" Jon began.
"Yes they were, but I hope you weren't, our Queen is very small and petite, you best be gentle with her." Tyrion said amusing himself.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Jon stuttered.
"Oh don't play stupid Snow, don't worry it's only me, the imp of House Lannister here to tell you that by doing this you are only adding thicker snow to the storm." Tyrion said walking towards Jon.
"What do you mean?" Jon asked scratching his head playing dumb.
"What I mean is, you said it yourself... your people are already finding it hard dealing with the coming storms, now going to adjust to a change of ruler and now having to accept that their King is sleeping with her... Where is the honour in that?" Tyrion asked Jon.
"Daenerys is a Queen and I am a King, we can do as we bid." Jon said trying to come up with any excuse to excuse honour.
"Oh please do not start saying "I am a King," It doesn't suit you Snow, you have too much of your father's honour in you for that idiotic statement. All I am trying to say is be careful, and whatever you intend, intend it the proper way. What do you do if you want to go riding when a storm is raging?" Tyrion asked waiting for Jon to answer. As Tyrion expected, he didn't.
"You don't. You wait for the storm to pass and then you go, not during, not before but after when you know it is safe." Tyrion finished. Jon did not know what to say. All he could do was ponder on Tyrion's words and try to make sense of them, he knew what Tyrion meant, but was not sure if he wanted to.
"Go bathe Snow, you smell like a brothel." Tyrion said leaving Jon to his thoughts.
'Of course he knows.' Jon thought. 'How is it the dwarf always knows?'
Later in the evening Jon was at a council meeting with Daenerys, Tyrion, Davos, Varys, Jorah, Gendry and many other members of the Queen's council seated around a table discussing battle plans.
"40,000 Dothraki, 10,000 Unsullied, around 20,000 promised gold cloaks and 30,000 Northmen combined... that is around 100,000 men total along with two dragons and one dire wolf... we just may stand a chance." Davos said in his flea bottom accent.
"Do we have enough dragon glass to arm 100,000 men?" Jon asked.
"Enough... but barely." Davos replied. Jon nodded still not entirely convinced they stood a chance.
"We could get more if need be." Dany said. "There should be plenty more beneath the foundations of Dragonstone."
"Good, we will send twenty men to mine the lot so that we have more than enough." Jon said to the council. "We can't leave anything to risk."
"Right away your grace." Varys said leaving the council table to arrange plans.
"Every time you slay a White Walker, those of the dead who were turned by it will fall as well. We all need to be armed with either dragon glass or Valyrian steel... that is of upmost importance." Jon proclaimed.
"I can forge weapons from the dragon glass your grace. I was an armourers apprentice in the street of Flea Bottom for years." Gendry announced.
"Is that so?" Tyrion asked very much interested in the mysterious, young familiar looking boy. Gendry nodded.
"I don't mean to be rude but who are you again?" Tyrion asked sipping at a goblet filled with wine. Gendry looked over to Davos who gestured to him to keep his mouth shut.
"Good. Thank you Gendry, we need to get started straight away as soon as we reach Winterfell." Jon said changing the subject yet still answering Tyrion's question.
"We will arrive at the shores of White Harbour on the morrow your grace." Davos said. Jon nodded still feeling anxious even though they had plenty of time to prepare, he still felt it would never be enough time. Nothing could ever prepare you for what was coming, nothing.
"Leave us." Dany said aloud looking at Jon. Everyone present bowed and left the room leaving Jon and Dany alone.
"How are you feeling?" Dany asked noticing the tension on his face. Jon paced back fourth thinking hard on the Night King and how he was to prepare.
"I don't know..." Jon said anxiously.
"You don't know what?" Dany asked.
"I don't know... I don't know how I'm feeling..." Jon said to her.
"Are you afraid?" Dany asked him. Jon sighed. He had never been afraid of anything.
"I don't want you to join us on the battlefield." Jon said to Dany. Dany almost laughed.
"You travelled all the way to Dragonstone to ask my allegiance, you bend the knee to me and now you don't want me to join you?" Dany asked.
"No, it's just... I don't want you to get hurt." Jon said worrying. Dany stood up finding it sweet how protective Jon was over her. She walked over to him and grabbed his hand.
"Jon... if you step onto that battlefield then I need to be with you. Here you are worried for my safety not realising that I too am worried for yours." she said.
"This is different. It is my duty to lead my people into battle and you are not entitled to do any such thing. I would feel a lot better if I knew you were somewhere safe." Jon said to her placing his hands on her waist. Dany held her palm to his cheek.
"What kind of a Queen would I be if I was not willing to risk my life for my people?" Dany said. "I made a promise to you that I would help you to destroy the Night King and his army. I am not about to break that promise, besides I want to be there when the Night King perishes and Viserion's death is avenged." she finished.
"What if he doesn't? What if the odds aren't in our favour and we are not victorious?" Jon solemnly said to her. Dany looked at him sadly imagining that outcome in her mind. The hundred of thousands of corpses rotting beneath a cold winters storm that lasted for eternity. Her last living children buried in thick snow and Jon laying lifeless in a pool of his own blood... and she all alone sitting on the iron throne... Dany reached up to cup his cheeks.
"Then I would only want to die in your arms." she said honestly. At that Jon pulled her close and crushed his lips to hers. Dany had a certain way about her that made Jon not only fall in love with her more but actually like who she was as a person more. It was a rare trait that most girls Jon had met did not possess.
Later that night after supper Jon found himself back in the Queen's chambers laying in her bed with her wrapped safely in his arms. Jon listened to her quietly breathing as she rested her head against his chest.
"How did you get them?" Dany asked stroking her fingers along his naval, gently caressing his scars. Jon sighed thinking back on that horrible night when those he thought were his brothers betrayed him.
"Another story for another night." Jon said shrugging off the question.
"Did it hurt?" Dany asked brushing her fingers over his dried up wounds. Jon smiled at her concern for him.
"I don't remember the pain... only the cold." he said to her kissing her head.
"These people who did this to you... are they still with us?" Dany asked Jon looking up at him with a hint of fury in her eyes. Jon smiled.
"No." he said.
"Good. I would have burned them alive." she said to Jon. Moments passed as Jon and Dany just embraced each other enjoying each other's company of just being together.
"They were my brothers." Jon suddenly said breaking the silence. Dany looked up at him listening.
"My own brother lured me down into a trap... it's my fault really, I let my guard down."
"You couldn't have know." Dany said sadly. "How many were there?" she asked.
"Five. One was just a boy, a boy who I thought one day may have the potential to be the next Lord Commander of the Night's Watch... guess I was wrong." Jon said. Dany felt sad for Jon and she could see the hint of sadness in his eyes as he thought back on the memory. She pressed his lips to his scar that stretched across the left side of his chest, where his heart was. Dany trailed sweet gentle kisses from the top of his scar until she reached the end feeling his heart beat beneath her lips.
"I promise you Jon... I will not let anyone harm you for as long as I live." she said to him. Jon smiled knowing she meant what she said.
"And I promise you... that I will kill anyone or anything that tries to take you from me." Jon pledged to her. The couple shared a passionate kiss before they made love once again in the night then falling to sleep in each other's arms for the next morning they would arrive at the shores of White Harbour.
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