Somewhere further in the camp in a somewhat small tent was Sansa and Bago. She was cleaning his wound with a now bloodied cloth, dipping it in red water. Sansa dabbed it lightly and noticed Bago was staring at her with deep eyes. Earlier she found this creepy and strange but now it seemed charming to her, why? She had no idea, perhaps it was to do with his chivalrous act and taking a wound for her honour perhaps.
"It is Bago, right?" She asked, feeling ashamed she had to ask but she paid no mind earlier. He nodded at her not taking his eyes off of her.
"Well then, Bago. I just wanted to tell you that I appreciate very much what you did for me." Bago quickly stood up and looked down at her. Sansa felt a little uneasy but trusted that he would not hurt her.
"There is no need to… uh...thank me! Anytime you need help, Bago will come." Sansa felt her face warm and became amused at him, never before had a man offer their service to her which she found exhilarating. When Bago was stood he began to feel a slight sting in bus side which he flinched at. Sansa saw this and quickly got up to check him which is where she saw a splinter of wood sticking into the area where his ribs are located.
"You're going to have to take off your coat of if I'm going to fix that up." Sansa told him and quickly realised what she had said and it made her blush brightly. He simply smirked and began to take his coat off. Sansa was hypnotized by his bulging muscles and she stared at his biceps which were huge, hulking neck breakers. He noticed her staring and laughed which made her snap out of her sudden daze.
"Why are you laughing?" She asked quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed her staring at him.
"No reason" he responded, still smiling playfully before hissing in pain again. Sansa quickly approached him worried and inspected the splinter closely.
"Ok, It's not that big, so I'm going to pull it out in 3,...2…" Bago braced himself for one and hoped it wouldn't hurt that much.
"One", she pulled it out and as she had predicted it wasn't that big, Bago was still breathing out the pain trying hard not to show weakness. No blood came out so Sansa decided that there was no need to bandage it and his head would be fine. Her reason for staying was dwindling away. She felt sad about having to leave, there was something about him which attracted her.
"Sansa, there is something I need to say to you" Bago said and looked down at her with wide and dark eyes. 'By the old gods he is so much taller than me', she thought and even she was tall herself.
"And what is it you want to say, Bago?" She asked getting nervous as he stared longingly at her with his green eyes. Bago took a deep breath which pressed on her cheeks and she indulged in its warmth, feeling the hardness of his body on her.
"You are very… pretty women. You're hair is like a... setting sun and you're... body-" He was stopped suddenly by a red faced and heavily breathing Sansa who placed her hand on his hard yet surprisingly smooth chest. Bago looked at her hand and saw her turn her face away. Then he decided to be even bolder and he pulled her chin gently so that she was facing him, a warm feeling of satisfaction washed over her as his warm breath pressed lightly onto her pale northern skin. He didn't smell like she thought it would and to find comfort in it… she didn't know what was going on and it scared her slightly. His braid stretched down his chest and looked smooth as if had been oiled.
Bago slipped one hand onto her back and pulled her gently closer and now his face was so close yo hers, the tip of their noses brushed together. Sansa couldn't hold it in anymore, she desired him, but why? There was no explanation that went through her mind but no other man made her feel like this. They joined into a light kiss which made Sansa feel tremble in pleasure as Bago held her tightly in his arms.
Meeting him only today this is not how either of them expected things to turn out. It didn't only feel good but it also felt right and exiting for both of them. Bago lifted Sansa up which startled her but was quickly reassured by his smile. She felt like she was being rescued from the memories of the cold and hurtful marriage she had with the torturous Ramsey and were being replaced by this warm, strong and handsome man.
"What are you going to do with me?" She asked flirtatiously at him, biting her bottom lip in lust. Bago sensed her lust and moved to her face again for another kiss only this time it was stronger and more full of passion.
"You'll see" he chuckled, whilst moving towards a pile of furs on the floor which have been made into a small bed. She saw the furs and now envy for him overtook her as she kissed him again biting his lower lip softly which aroused him further.
"Let's not wait any longer then", she softly kissed his cheek and was now admiring his long and braided beard. Bago set her down gently and began taking the rest of his clothes off. Sansa's eyes widened when she saw the size of his manhood. Either Ramsey was just a little prick with a little prick or Bago was just a very lucky man. Sansa almost just went for it not being able to resist it. Laughing at her surprise he moved down to her and continued to kiss her with extreme passion.
Sansa began to undo her dress but struggled to get it off which frustrated her but Bago was patient and waited whilst kissing her neck. Sansa couldn't get it undone and looked at Bago,
"just tear it off!" Bago heard her but wasn't sure if she really meant it.
"Are you sure?" he asked, he wasn't like most Dothraki who would just tear it off and take her roughly in seconds, with or without consent. Even Bago didn't know why he was like this he just felt different about her compared to other women he has been with in the past.
"Yes, I'm sure" and with that her dress was completely torn off and even though it reminded her slightly of her bad past the thought passed as Bago glace her a comforting kiss. She threw the remains of the dress across the tent and all that remained was her thin, white silk undergown which Bago could clearly see through. He looked at her body and was stunned to how perfect it was. Sansa then pulled the gown off and was now anxious yet still desired him. Bago pushed her gently onto her back and kissed her his tongue entering her mouth. Then he began moving down to her breasts and suckled one of them softly.
Sansa found this pleasurable and felt herself getting wet. Bago was enjoying the feeling of her nipple in his mouth and loved the scent she gave off. He started to move his head further down leaving a trail of saliva as he did so. Sansa's mouth was wide open as Bago began running the tip of his tongue on her clit.
This is something that both of them have never experienced before and Sansa liked it as Bago enjoyed Doing it. She placed a hand on Bago's head to control the pace and the other hand was clenching tightly on the furs as she moaned in pleasure. Bago flicked his tongue over her folds which caused her eyes to flutter. She tapped him to get his attention and he looked up.
"You can...you know. Just please be gentle." Sansa looked at him, she was panting slightly as she looked compassionately at his face. As Bago moved back up he noticed something on the insides of her legs, scars.
Bago looked up right at her and moved closer to her face.
"Who did this to you? Do i need to kill him?" Bago scowled at the thought of anyone hurting her, even though they've had a brief time together he felt very protective for her. Sansa laughed playfully at him,
"No no, it was a while ago and besides I've already killed him." Both Bago and Sansa smile at each other he found it sexy that this woman took revenge and killed the bastard that did that to her. Suddenly he pulled her closer by the thighs and she looked up at him and pressed her hands on his dense muscularity. He steadied his hardness and prepared to enter her.
He pushed in and she felt so many things, deep pleasure was one of them. As he moved in and out of her she produced moans and for the first time in her life she was enjoying sex. How she was dreading coming here at first to the camp and only with the convincing of Arya did she even come. Why it was Arya wanted to come so desperately remained a mystery but Sansa would kiss her for it.
"Harder!" She shouted, "I want it faster!" shr was demanding it from Bago who accepted quickly and did as she said. He felt her tighten around his hardness which he responded with deeper thrusts and he began to get crazed from the sight if Sansa moving up and down, moaning in pleasure.
Then suddenly Sansa gripped his arm extremely hard and screamed very loud as her orgasm shit through her. Panting heavily, she smiled widely at Bago but gestured him to carry on wanting him more. He took the offer and continued to move into her gently and with passion as he stared deeply in her face before kissing her.
"Oh by the gods, Bago, yes." He found these words as an achievement but it felt more than that And he began feeling close to the edge. He lifted her up and were making love in a tight embrace, their sweating bodies pressing against each other. Bago was do close now, he felt a sudden rush of pleasure go through him. He produced a grunt and then he was finished, filling Sansa with his seed and they both dropped down panting heavily.
Smiling at each other, they both Kissed again and then hugged tightly.
"Are you Ok?" Bago asked whispering into Sansa's ear who smirked back at him.
"Much better now and if we stay in here tonight and sleep together then i will be even better." Bago laughed and stroked the sides of Sansa's face.
"Ok, I'll stay" he responded leaning over to nibble at her ear which she giggled at.
"what are you wearing back though?" Bago asked jestingly, knowing that her dress was destroyed earlier. Sansa looked around the room trying to find something she could wear.
"I suppose you'll have to share your furs with me when you come back to the castle with me." Bago quickly looked at her, confused what she meant by 'going with her'.
"When I do what now?" Sansa noticed his surprise and confusion, then placed her hand on his chest.
"Yeah. I want you to come with me." Bago was taken completely by surprise at her request and stood up, Sansa looked at him wondering what he was going to do. Suddenly he picked her which startled her but quickly settled in his arms. He kissed her and looked her deep in the eyes.
"I will go with you" Bago kissed her again furiously and Sansa's eyes lit up with excitement, smiling vigorously at him. They both collapsed back into the furs and fell asleep, smiling in each others warm embrace.
As the night pressed further onwards Dany and Jon found themselves still among the Dothraki who were all drinking, eating and fucking. Jon was amazed at how open these people are about sex and having it in front of hundreds. Dany lay in his lap wrapped up in his strong arms as they shared a deep loving embrace.
"Jon, do you ever wonder what life would be like if you had never met me?" Dany asked him which took Jon by surprise. He moved his arm up to scratch his growing beard and produced a small grin.
"One that would not be worth living, my love." His response lit up her eyes and she gave him a kiss on his chin for it. Dany looked around her and was laughing at the sight she had saw, many of her people were all fucking each other and men fighting over a women to fuck.
"Do they always do this?" Jon asked her, he often found this an odd custom but at the same time found it exhilarating to think about, mayhaps he thought he should've been born a Dothraki.
"Mostly every night I believe." Dany responded and saw Jon staring at them all with a nervous gaze. They were both quickly distracted by a Dothraki captain who had tapped his shoulder.
"Khaleesi, would you perhaps Grace us by joining in the love making?" He asked in his native tongue.
"I wouldn't mind but I would have to ask my Khal if he doesn't." She responded in Dothraki as well. Jon had no idea what they were saying which bothered him slightly as he didn't know of they were talking about him or not.
"Jon, Rhqa here wants to know if me and you would want to join him and some of the others in love making?" He was completely taken aback by this request. Sure he wanted to take Dany again tonight but in front of her men, could he do It? Dany didn't seem none too bothered by this request but she wouldn't be as she lived with Dothraki for some time.
"What is matter? Does Khal have a small manhood?" Rhaqa spurted in the common tongue and Jon was angered by this comment. He stood up and put Dany down on her feet and moved right up to Rhqa's face.
"The only small manhood here will be yours after a cut it off." Jon hoped that the insult would command respect among the man as was making love with Dany in front of them as he now intended to do. Rhqa took a few moments of staring blankly in Jon's face and Dany couldn't tell what was going to happen but she was worried for Jon.
"This Khal, I like Khaleesi!" Rhqa patted him strongly on his back as did Jon. Dany let a small sigh of relief as she thought that could've gone bad very quickly. Before she could even think of what to do next Jon took her arm and began pulling her gently to where Rhqa was now walking.
"What are you doing Jon?" She asked and he turned to give a her a coy smile.
"We're gonna make love right here, right now." Rhqa laughed and then gave Jon another pat. Dany on the other hand was still trying to process what he was saying. Did he truly want to? Or was it some elaborate plan to make the Dothraki like him more? It could be both.
She didn't question it as Jon began taking of her clothes desperately. Dany was now fidgeting with his breaches also as Rhqa moved over to his 3 wives who waited for him. He sat down and began watching Dany and Jon with curious eyes as did the other captains.
It took a little time before Dany's dress was at least half off, showing her perfect large and round breasts with the cute little nipples which Jon loved to play with. She was still getting his breaches off which was a pain because his manhood had just gotten hard and was hooking on his breaches as she tried pulling them down.
When they were finally off Jon's cock was on display and he did not disappoint at all. It was much larger than any she had before and she loved it and the Dothraki watching seemed either surprised me jealous at Jon.
"Khaleesi you are lucky!" One of the captain said in Dothraki which made her smile. At this point she was on her knees and stroking Jon's thigh with one hand whilst tugging at his cock with the other. It wasn't shortly after she took him into her mouth which gave him much pleasure as he watched her cock slowly disappear in her mouth and then reappear.
As they went along with their thing everyone else was doing theirs as well. Many Dothraki were watching them however seeing how Jon fared with their Khaleesi who is told to be a devil in bed, even the great Khal Drogo found her hard to keep up with her in sex.
Jon stopped her after some time and lifted her from her knees. Dany noticed he still had his upper clothing on and pulled it off revealing his muscular and scarred torso which pulled the Dothraki's attention.
"Those are impressive scars Khal!" Raqa shouted as his second wife began taking him in her mouth. Jon let out a burst of air through his nose as Dany ran her fingers over them. She knew the sad tale behind them, they weren't anything to be proud of because they were a reminder of betrayal and disloyalty. Jon made her promise never to tell anyone about how unless he said otherwise.
"You wouldn't be saying that if you knew how I got them." Jon left Rhqa thinking why he is not proud of them. He lifted Dany up after he pulled the rest of her clothes off and her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck.
"I love you Dany." Jon said as he positioned his manhood and began pushing himself inside her. At first she gasped at the sudden impact but then quickly started moaning as he filled her up. The Dothraki men were shocked at how quickly she fell to him and began her pleasured moans.
"I… love… you too Jon, oh shit please don't stop. I beg you don't." She was biting her lower lip as Jon took her strongly whilst standing, his hands holding her up by the thighs. Jon's concentration was steel as he stated deeply into her eyes letting out barely a grunt, he was like a man on a mission.
Dany was surprised but she could feel herself getting close to the edge and now she began moving in rhythm with him, the sound of wet skin slapping loud and erotic for everyone in the room. It wasn't long after that Dany began screaming loudly as she orgasmed and her legs spasming uncontrollably in his hands.
"I never see anybody mount the Khaleesi as good as you Khal." Rhqa was now pounding into his third wife who was a lot younger than the other two. Dany had her head resting on his bare shoulder as Jon put her slowly on her feet. When she came down from her high state she pushed Jon on the furs that were lay down all on the floor.
"Now it's my turn for you, beloved." Dany had a mischievously lustful smile on her as she climbed over Jon and took him in her again.