Hey guys, sorry for the wait, I've been busy with work and everything. Hope you all enjoy this chapter. Only 4608 words not as many as the last chapters. Sorry for any mistakes and such, I have checked but I always manage to miss some. I will read through it and change any mistakes and if you spot any tell me xx Thanks to everyone that had read this story so far and thanks to everyone that reviewed, followed or added this to their favourites. It means a lot xx Please review and tell me what you think xx Comet96 xx
I woke from the warmth wrapped around me; it was hot, too hot. I opened my eyes to the familiar sight of Jon Snow's chest. Something I was expecting to become used to when I woke. His arm was wrapped around me tightly and I could feel the sweat rolling down my neck as the heat between us became too much. With a groan I grabbed hold of his arm and pushed it away from me. Well I tried to push it away from my but he tightened it around my waist, pulling me against him. This was not the time for Jon Snow to forget that he was no longer a crow and forget the vows he once made.
I lay there for a while thinking of ways I could get out of Jon Snow's grip when I felt him sift slightly in his sleep, pressing his body to mine. I felt his hard member then and knew what it was I had to do to become free of his grasp. I slowly slipped my hand down his arm, resting it lightly on his hip. I was going to drag it down to his member when he shifted against me, pulling me even closer than we already were. It was in this position that his hard member pressed against my sensitive area and I froze. There was so much heat coming from him there and it was making me tingle in that private place. I had never had that feeling before and now I had his member pressed up against mine and I seemed to be feeling something.
Without my consent my hips pushed against his and I sucked in a breath at the wave of need it left me feeling. I was becoming like the bitches we had that were in heat, needing the attention of a male. This was new to me and although I had no clue what I was doing apparently my body did. I was hot now and there was a feeling within me that seemed to take over everything I was thinking and feeling, controlling my actions. My hand slid from his hip and I grabbed hold of his hot member in my palm, panic was rising within me but my body seemed to ignore my mind as it clutched him tightly. What in the gods was I doing?
A low moan poured from Jon Snow's lips as he twisted himself in his sleep, pressing his body down onto mine as turned, laying down over me. Now I wasn't only hot, but I was feeling something I assumed was arousal and was trapped under the source of that arousal. And he was heavy. It would only be me that got myself trapped in this position. And it would only be me that got caught in this position.
It was Ygritte that caught me trying to escape the crow's weight as he pressed down on me. I wasn't enjoying it but I could tell that my body was. He was pressed on me tightly, I could feel his chest rising as he breathed, and noticed that mine was in tune with his. I could feel every part of him, his head rested lightly by mine, his chest pressed into mine, his hips on mine, his member pressed against my area and his legs hanging over mine. Every part of him pressed into me, but I wasn't thinking about any part of Jon Snow apart from the part that connected our hips together.
"Jon," I whispered his name hoping he would wake, realise what position he was in and jump from me in fright. Instead he turned his head towards my neck, his lips brushing against the bare skin peeking through my fur cloak. His lips were soft and warm and I shivered as they pressed against my skin, tickling the sensitive skin as he breathed against my neck. I brought my hand up to rest against his arm and shook him softly wanting him to wake up. "Jon," I whispered once again wanting him to wake up so I could get out from under him. I was hurting all over now and my lower half of my body was aching and I knew it wasn't in a bad way. I needed this to stop and I knew that Jon would be horrified when he woke to find he was lying on me like his. I was about to call his name again when I caught a glimpse of red from the tent flap.
Ygritte was standing there a large smile on her lips, showing her teeth as she stared at me and Jon with mirth in her eyes. She was enjoying this and I knew that she wouldn't help, she would stand there and watch until I got out from under the crow. I just wanted to get our from under Jon Snow, I was hot and I needed to take of this damn cloak to let the cool air reach my skin for a few moments. I watched Ygritte carefully as she flicked her eyes over us again before turning her head out of the tent flap where I could hear a few men talking.
From the way her eyes lit up I just knew that Mance was one of the men outside and I knew what she was planning. It was clear that Mance would not want the crow this close to me. He hated the idea of me letting Jon Snow stay in my tent with me so he was going to hate what it looked like was going on between us now. As Ygritte stepped out of the tent I forgot that Jon was lying on top of me and lifted my leg up quickly to climb out o the bed and accidentally hit him in his crotch with my knee.
"Arrrgh," Jon Snow grunted, rolling off of my and landing on the floor with a groan of pain. His hands were cupping his member and he looked ridiculous as he rolled on the floor in a curled up ball groaning and grunting in pain. I felt bad for hurting him but I couldn't help but laugh as I watched him as I still lay in the bed. "Seven hells!" he hissed out leaning up on his knees as he glared up at me through his hooded eyes and long eyelashes. I smiled at him softly before standing from the bed, I ran my hand through his curls before going over to the table and pouring myself a glass of water as I watched him stumble to his feet and rest on the edge of the bed.
"I have to go to Una's tent." I told him when I felt his eyes on me and turned back to face the table with the jug of water. I couldn't have him looking at me after what had just happened. I don't think he even realised what had happened. "You can join me if you wish." I added not knowing what he would do if I just left him here alone. I knew that the other free folk would judge him if he stayed inside this tent all day but if they saw him out and communicating with others than they would be more likely to accept him.
"I will," he grunted pushing himself from the bed and into a hunched over standing position. His face was red but I could see that the effects from me kneeing him were wearing off as his breathing was beginning to slow and return to normal. His hair was covering his face, those black curls, wild and messy. It was then that I knew I was in trouble. This crow could turn out to be just a normal crow, he might not be the one form the prophecy and I was already starting to feel something towards him. Was it my fault that I had to spend a near week with him and then treat him like I would a free folk?
Jon Snow was a beautiful man and I would be lucky if he was the one from the prophecy. I had seen some of the other crows and I would not lower myself to be with any of them. Forget the prophecy if I had to have a child with any of those crows than I would willingly let the White Walkers take over the north and the free folk with it. It may have been selfish but I am a free folk woman and no one orders me around - apart from Mance, Val and Dalla - and these crows thought they could rule over us like we were newly recruits at the Wall.
I was about to reply to him, after spending a rather long time admire the beauty of him but Mance ruined the moment as he stormed into the tent, Ygritte and Tormund following close behind. He looked disappointed when he entered and I knew that Ygritte had told him that I was probably being fucked by the crow. I could tell by the way her eyes lost the light that she was still expecting me to be under Jon. It seemed Tormund was the only one tat wasn't disappointed when he entered the tent. I knew he only came to stop Mance if things got a bit out of hand.
"Did you want something Uncle?" I asked him setting down the cup I held and looked over at Jon as he straightened up and watched Mance carefully. Was he still scared of him? I understood that Mance was a bit on the rough side when it came to looks but he wasn't really that horrid when it came down to it. He was fair with punishments but he would never hurt those that didn't deserve it.
"I was just checking that you were up." he grunted and I could tell it was a lie. I had grown up surrounded by lies and now I could tell when one was being told. His eyes flashed to Ygritte and Tormund before falling onto Jon before he looked back to me. "I want you to take the crow hunting in the forest. Don't return until he's killed something." Mance muttered giving Jon a stern look before leaving the tent, Tormund following behind him.
That left Ygritte, Jon and I alone and I knew that I was going to kill Ygritte now. If she had just stayed and help me get out from under Jon then I wouldn't be sent off into the forest to go hunting when I knew that a hunting band had just returned this morning. I was on her before she could even realise it. I was smacking her on the head as we fell to the floor and I growled as she raised her arms to stop my hits. I just wanted to hit her in the face and leave a mark. She did deserve it after all. She knew I hated hunting in the forest. It took a few days before any good game would come into view and I did not like spending my time in the woods hunched up in one of the tree houses while waiting for some stupid animal to scurry past my path.
Once I was sure that my next hit would leave a mark I lowered my fist only to be pulled up and off of Ygritte. I let out a small shriek of frustration as my body was held against Jon's so he could stop me from hitting Ygritte. Ygritte rolled off of the floor and rested her hands against her knees as she tried to regain her breath. She sent me a look through glared eyes that said 'I'm older than you, I would have beaten you'. I growled at her look before struggling out of Jon's grip; he was reluctant to let me go. Did he not want me fighting? or did he not want to pull me away again?
I stumbled passed Ygritte as Jon's arms suddenly released me and picked up the knapsack that rested near the bed. I glared at Ygritte as she stood tall and watched my movements. I rested the knapsack on the table and turned to face her giving her one of the dirtiest looks I could muster up.
"I hate you Ygritte." I gritted out as I made my way to the light wooden chest not far from the bed. I opened the lid feeling both Ygritte's and Jon's eyes on my but ignored them as I pulled out a light fur tunic and a thick fur tunic as well as two pairs of woollen leggings and fur gloves. I would be needing those in the forest. I picked up the clothes and walked over to the table folding them carefully as I slipped them into the knapsack. I would need to leave room for food as well but I was sure that Dalla or Una would have a knapsack ready full of food for me to take. News travelled fast around here and because I was going out on a hunting trip with the crow people would have heard by now.
"You'll be thanking me soon." she replied setting herself on my bed and pulling the black cloak that belonged to Jon in her lap. She folded it carefully keeping her eyes on the black material before standing up and placing it lightly on top of my clothing. It was her way of saying sorry and it was also her way of asking me to stay safe. Ygritte may have been a hard, young wildling woman but she card for me like family and to us free folk, family was almost everything.
"It won't be soon that I'm thanking you." I grunted closing the knapsack and dropping it on the floor by the table. I gave her a pointed look before I turned my eyes onto Jon. He did not know how long we would be out in the forest and he certainly didn't have the clothing or supplies to survive out there that long. I was taking the bare minimum of my clothing as I knew I would have to fit his in with mine. We would need a supply of food, and that wouldn't last long if we had to stay for longer than a week. I would also need to grab a knapsack full of weapons, one I would make him carry. They were a must need, more so than the food or other supplies. I was thankful that the tree houses were fully stocked after every hunt. That was one thing I was looking forward to when we reached the tree houses. Clothes were always left there for anyone to use, there was beds and furs there as well as pillows. The tree houses were also stocked with cooking supplies and I would not need to carry a pot around to cook in. Mance had thought everything out when he had the tree houses built.
"I was tryin' to help." she mumbled and it made me wonder in that moment who was actually older. Sure she looked older than me but I was well-educated and seemed to sound older than her most of the time. I turned away from Jon to face the girl I had grown up with and gave her a seething look.
"We don't know how long we'll be out there Ygritte. A hunting group only came in this morning. The animals are on edge anyway and it will take twice as long to catch any good prey." I muttered turning to face Jon before taking a few light steps towards him. "You have to kill something and it has to be something that will feed half of the camp. That is why Mance is sending you out there. He's testing you. I have no idea how long we will be out there but it could be longer than a week." I told him turning back to face Ygritte and giving her a hard look. "You could help us Ygritte by going to Una and getting some clothes that would fit Jon. I need some for him to change into now and to take some with us." I muttered to her keeping my eyes locked on hers as I waited for her to give me a nod and rush out of the tent.
I didn't turn to face Jon as I went over to the open chest and pulled out a fur tunic and woollen leggings. I was going to change before we went. There was nothing as nice as starting a three-day trip in clean clothes. I closed the chest lid after grabbing a pair of hide boots and setting them on the floor. I turned my back to the entrance of the tent and pulled the light cloak rom my shoulders before pulling the heavy fur tunic from my chest. I could hear the intake of breath Jon took as he watched but I did not care. He would have to face the sight of me undressing if he was the one on the prophecy. I could feel his eyes on me as I pulled the woollen leggings from my legs and I wondered why he kept his eyes on me. I thought he was a crow and still listened to his vows. I knew that just because he left and betrayed his brothers it would not stop him from keeping his vows.
I flashed my eyes over to him and caught the intense look he was giving me before sliding on the clean woollen leggings not taking my eyes from his. Once the leggings were on I tucked the two light tunics I had on into the leggings before slowly sliding the fur tunic over my head. Jon Snow kept his eyes on me through the whole thing not removing them in shame like I thought he would. I pulled the belt of leather around my waist and tied it so the tunic would not slip off before grabbing the boots and slipping them over the woollen wraps I had covering my feet. I was keeping warm on this trip and I would do anything to keep the biting chill from setting in my bones.
As I slipped the other boot over my foot Ygritte entered the tent with a handful of cloths. She gave me a look before setting them on the table before heading over to Jon and handing him similar clothing to mine and a pair of hide boots. She turned back to me and gave me a half-smile.
"Una wants to see ya, Mance dropped the weapons there." she told me giving me a sharp nod before exiting the tent and leaving my alone with Jon. I turned my eyes on the crow and gave him a pointed look when he was standing there with the clean clothes in his hand.
"You should dress, we'll be leaving soon." I told him going over to the table, picking up the knapsack and placing his clothes into it carefully ignoring the sounds of him dressing behind me. Was it wrong that I wanted to watch him dress? He watched me so what was wrong with me watching him? I turned my head to the side slightly and watched as he tied the laces of his clean woollen breeches. He was only in his new breeches and a thin tunic. The tunic was loosely laced and I could see his chest and stomach underneath. His skin looked smooth, there were no markings on his skin from what I could see and I couldn't tell if his chest was covered in hair. I could see from here that there was no heavy hair on his chest but he could have light wisps cover his hard abs.
Jon looked up then and his eyes locked with mine. It was like earlier when he watched me dress, he kept his eyes on my when he laced up his tunic, before tucking it in his breeches and lifting the new, thicker tunic over his head and tying the leather belt around his waist. He replaced his old boots with the new hide ones given to him before he stood straight in his new attire. He picked up the fur cloak given to him and placed it over his shoulders before slowly clasping it together. He looked like a free folk now, not the crow he was when he entered the camp. I gave him a soft smile before pulling on my own cloak, closing the knapsack and grabbing it from the table.
I was ready to leave, I looked around the tent quickly seeing if there was anything I missed before throwing the knapsack over my shoulder and taking his clothes from his and placing them in the bed. I grabbed his arm and pulled him from the tent and over to the tent that belonged to Una. I could feel the eyes of everyone on us as we walked over to Una's tent.
Una's tent was larger than the others around the camp. Mance had given her a larger tent because he knew she took care of all the children that no longer had parents. I knew that Ygritte and Kale still stayed with her and I knew that a few of the younger lot that had lost their parents in fights stayed with her as well. I stepped into the tent, Una was pacing around and I knew she was waiting for me. She took care of me just as much as Dalla, Val, Mance and Danya did when I was growing up. She had taking me under her wing once Ygritte and I started sending time together.
Ygritte was in the tent as well as Kale and two young free folk. The two little girls tended to stay inside the tent all the time and they never really left unless they had to. Fira and Faye not only looked similar but liked the same things and did not speak unless the other was with them. For two girls on nine they were small and shared the same northern dark hair as most of the group. I could not remember what happened to their parents but I remember that they were brought to Una on the same day when they were both three.
As we stepped into the tent Una rushed over to us, wrapping me in her arms before letting me go and doing the same to Jon. I could tell he was shocked by her actions as his eyes turned wide as she pulled back and face me. She had a scared smile on her face and I knew that she was not fond of me going out with just Jon. It was not safe and she knew that. I bet she questioned Mance n this when he brought the weapons over.
"I packed you food." she told me handing over the knapsack full of food. She turned to Kale, who stood and handed Jon another bag, probably full of weapons from the looks of it. "You 'ave weapons there." she added keeping her eyes low as she spoke. She did that when she wanted to hide her oncoming tears. Una was our mother in spirits and heart, she would have it in blood as well if she could. She cared deeply for every child that ever went into her care.
"She get 'urt, I'll kill ya." Kale said to Jon in a threatening tone, his hand gripping his sword as it hung from his hip. Kale had his eyes squinted in a glare as he looked Jon over, he was trying to be scary but there was something about Kale that didn't really get your blood turning to ice. He was not a scary person but there could be times when he became scary. I had seen it one time when the camp was attacked. Ygritte and I were being attacked and had no weapon to defend ourselves and Kale lost it when one of the men grabbed Ygritte to try to steal. Hey if Kale felt the need to act like our big brother then I would not be one to complain.
"Kale stop it," Una snapped at him smacking him on the arm lightly as she pushed him away from Jon and me. She turned back to us and pulled us both into a quick hug before placing her hands on her cheeks. "Be careful, both of ya." she whispered before turning away as she gently pushed us out of the tent. It was a short goodbye but I knew that if it was any longer Una would be demanding she either come with us or we stay here with her. Ygritte climbed up off of the floor and she pulled her spear off the floor with her. She followed us out of the tent and stayed silent as she walked along to the edge of the camp. It was her usual thing to lead me to the edge of camp when I went out on hunts or scouts. I would do the same when she went out.
"Don't travel through the night. Follow the trail, keep an eye open." she ordered to me as she swept her eyes on the snow-filled land before us. It would take a day and a half before we reached the forest, it was dangerous to travel in the night. Some free folk tended to stumble of the trail and get lost, eventually ending up dead. I gave her a soft look as her eyes dropped to mine and quickly wrapped her in a hug. Ygritte was not one for touching but she would not reject my hug.
"I know Ygritte," I muttered to her taking her had in mine gentle before looking towards Jon. "We'll be back soon." I added before letting go of her hand and grabbing Jon's arm. I lead him out into the trail, following the small rocky path that cut through the snow. If we walked fast we could make it to the normal night stop before it gets dark. "We'll walk until night hits." I muttered to Jon as he walked beside me as we stumbled through the deep snow.
I only had hope that once we arrived in the forest and reached the tree house it wouldn't be long before Jon found his first prey. Only a few minutes into our trek the sound of heavy breathing reached my ears and I turned my head to see Ghost shoot passed us, mixing in with the snow. Of course he wouldn't leave his master to venture out here alone. This was not what I was looking forward to once I returned from the scout. I turned my head to Jon and thought that maybe it would be alright if I got to spend my days and nights with this mysterious crow until we returned back to the camp. In that time I could figure him out and finally be able to know if he was the one from the prophecy. Danya said I would be able to know when I met the one.
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