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Chapter 6 Jon and Elysabeth Stark
Jon Snow or Stark
Jon is still laughing as he was shoved by the Sand Snakes into his new chamber to share with his wife. They opened the door and Jon quickly moved in. He was lucky enough to keep his trousers. He has to admit the Dornish people has no restrained on a person's body or their attraction on him. He quickly closes the door behind him as he turn around to see his bride.
He froze at that spot.
His wife slightly turned as wearing a long, bluish silk covered her head flowing down to her ankles. Elysabeth looks so beautiful and Jon widens his eyes as she stood before him. He notices that her dark hair is freely loosened as it is reach down to her butt. Her eyes gazed at him directly and calmly like she has appeared before him as a Goddess in her human disguise. He remember the old stories from the myth in the other lands, her name was Athena; the Goddess of Wisdom, War, and Useful Arts. He truly believes she is his reborn, goddess that he would gladly proclaim wars for her. He would worship her on the ground in his pleading and begging to be advised wisdom by her. He would listen to her counsel as his equal and even have her fight by his side in the battlefield. He couldn't help, but look at her with lust as he hungrily gazed at her body. He felt his trouser gotten tight on as he took a breather to calm himself.
"My lady," Jon softly calls for her. He reaches out his hand towards her 'come to him' gestures as she gracefully comes to Jon. She took his hand as she is bringing her body closed to his.
"My lord," her voice sends shivers down to his spine as Jon observed her facial. She is truly beautiful to him. He gently removes her silk as she is naked form before him. He bends his forehead to hers as he smelled her scent.
It's smelled divine. He smelled her scent of fresh milk and honey with a hint of strawberries. He felt her stiffen from his touch, but relaxes when he wasn't going to hurt her.
'This is probably new to her.' He thought. Jon grabs both her hands to his face to feel his features as Elysabeth looks at him curiously. Her confusion expression makes Jon laugh a bit.
"What's so amusing?" Elysabeth looked at Jon, a bit of disapproved of his action. Jon looked at her expression that said 'Don't mess with me, mister' expression.
"It's nothing to be upset about. I just find your expression cute." Elysabeth blushed heavily as she bashfully turns her head to the side of their room. It made this scene too adorable to him. Jon cannot resist her anymore. He places a light kiss on her dark crown. He kissed her cheek as he gently turned her head to face him. His lips attached to hers. Nothing too strong as Jon was afraid to scare her away. He felt her tense until she calmly kissed him back. It started out slow until Jon wrapped his strong arms around her. Their kissed have intensive itself. He kissed her roughly and he let his tongue run her lips as if he is begging to open her mouth. She lets him as she opened her mouth. Jon shoved his tongue in her mouth, but he didn't expect this from her. She is stroking her tongue with his tongue. Jon felt week on his knees as he felt her hand is rubbing his tight trouser. Jon groaned at that action in pleasure.
"Mmmm my lord," Elysabeth moaned for him. He grabbed hold of her face. As he leaned forward with her right ear and said, "Call me Jon, my lady." He nibbles on her ear which he was rewarded by her squeak.
Elysabeth smiles at him and said, "Then Jon, call me Beth." That sets him off. He hastily hoisted up her body as they made their way to their bed. He looked down at Beth as she looked flushed as she is shiver under Jon's gaze. He saw her scars from the deer hunt and her birthmark, the Targaryen sigil. It is truly amazing on receiving this mark. He crawled back to her like a predator on his hunt. Jon kissed her feverishly. Her arm is wrapped around his neck as she kissed him back. She moved her hips to his.
Jon sits up to undo his trouser, taking them off and throw them across the room. He saw Beth noticed, a large bulge being swollen in the loincloth. Jon quickly crawled to her as he kissed hotly to her lips. Jon heard her moans from kissing him. This made him feel proud of himself as he was the one to make her like this. Jon stop as he reach down her breast, he nibbled on them as he sucked them. He felt her ached her back as she gasp. Jon gave one last squeeze as he let his hand wondered down to her maidenhood. He insert two fingers inside of her, he felt her tense up, but Jon went up to peppered her face with his kisses to get her relax. It worked as he continues working her inside to get used to it. He felt her moving her hips, he met her eyes as she opened her mouth and hearing her voice is like music to his ears. He pumped her more as it aroused him more and more watching her expression.
"Mmm ahhh Jon…there right there..hm!" Beth moaned at Jon. Jon saw looked into her eyes as she is lost in her mind of pleasure, he had given her. Jon growled and pulled out his fingers, he ripped out his loincloth as his large member came into her view. Elysabeth flushed more as Jon watched her laid on her back and invited him to claim her as she spread her legs for him.
She shouldn't have done that. Tonight, she has awakened the wolf within him. He let out a growl as he pounced on her. He entered her quickly as fast and filled inside which earned her cries. He felt her nails clawing his skin as he relaxed his breathe. His head leaned back as he feels her, so wet and hot.
Gods, she is so tight!
"Jon," He heard his name being called as he looked down. Beth eyes' were closed as she was preventing tears from escaping. She whimpers a bit as she was shaking her body violently. He had hurt her! He quickly holds her and rubbed her gently with his hands. Jon felt guilty as he lowered himself towards her. He kissed her calmly and slowly.
"I'm sorry. I know it hurts. Tell me to stop and I will stop." Jon looked her almost pleading her as his fear that the wolf within him will take her as his mate. He saw her shaking her head.
"No, I want this. I want you." Elysabeth looked at him fearlessly as she kissed his forehead. Jon is still hesitant of making love to her, which hasn't gone unnoticed by Elysabeth.
"We can take this slow." She suggested to him, as Jon wholehearted agreed. They both stood stilled as they both took a breath at a time.
"You can move now, Jon" Her voice are heard by Jon; who made Jon move to lay her down to their bed again as his hips in her. Jon begins pulled back as he push in her. There was still discomfort, but the pain had sustained itself. Her whimpers turned to moans as she whispers to Jon for more. Jon answered her pleas.
Jon grunts as he groans when they started moving a bit faster. He saw Beth leaned back her head on the pillow and moaned for him. He moved her legs around his waist to make himself deeper to her.
"Jon, (gasp) this feels good," Beth moan as she tightens her hold on him. It made Jon snapped his hips on her as she groans at this action. He lifts her body with him in his sitting position as she was settled on his lap. He feverishly thrusts in her as she continues begging him. He doesn't want to be the only one, he feels good from this.
Jon leaned in and whispers "Grind me." Like a good submission she is; she did. Jon watched her moving her body as she was trying to find what is comfortable for herself. He felt her getting into this feeling of pleasure as she was moving against him harder and faster. He grabs her hips to help her body moving with him. The pressure of their bed is rocking beneath them was being rough by their movements. Their rooms are filling with their grunts, groans and moans. Jon continues looked at her with so much lust and love in it.
Elysabeth Baratheon or Stark
She felt so good and this is getting her quite addicted to it. No wonder her uncle Robert can get into this or the whores at the pleasure house. She fearlessly kissed her new husband, Jon with such aggression which he gladly response to it. She wonders what it felt like to dominant her husband, so she twisted their body as she was on top and he was beneath her.
Jon was panting as he laid there. She kissed him again as her hips are moving side to side as he bit his neck and sucked on him. She heard him moan as he is rotating his hips with her.
"Jon, say my name." Beth moans as she gasps at the gspot, he was aiming.
"Lady Elysabeth, my queen of beauty."
She gave him a reward as she moved up and down as her breast bounced with her as Jon looked up at her. He grabbed her breast and squeezing them hard.
"Jon, I feel something!" Elysabeth screams as she felt herself reliving herself.
"It's alright! Don't stop!"
He moved along with her as set himself up to bite down her nibbles and had set her off. They both reach to their climax. Elysabeth scream in pleasure as she laid her head on his chest. Jon flips them as he moved kept thrust in her to get down from his high system to ware off.
After making out, few moments later; at the dead of night when all the people of Winterfell stood quietly as the winds blowing through the trees.
Jon laid onto her chest as he breathing heavily on her. She gently combs his hair as she never felt like that before in all of her life.
Elysabeth wonders how they will be from now on.
The candle lights went off. Darkness had covered them. She will have to wait until morning.
~End Credits song~
How does a moment last forever?
How can a story never die?
It is love we must hold onto
Never easy, but we try
Sometimes our happiness is captured
Somehow, our time and place stand still
Love lives on inside our hearts and always will
[Chorus]
Minutes turn to hours, days to years then gone
But when all else has been forgotten
Still our song lives on
[Verse 2]
Maybe some moments weren't so perfect
Maybe some memories not so sweet
But we have to know some bad times
Or our lives are incomplete
Then when the shadows overtake us
Just when we feel all hope is gone
We'll hear our song and know once more
Our love lives on
[Verse 3]
How does a moment last forever?
How does our happiness endure?
Through the darkest of our troubles
Love is beauty, love is pure
Love pays no mind to desolation
It flows like a river through the soul
Protects, persists, and perseveres
And makes us whole
[Chorus]
Minutes turn to hours, days to years then gone
But when all else has been forgotten
Still our song lives on
How does a moment last forever
When our song lives on
{Post Credit}
Doran Martell
In Dorne at night was a perfect night or so he would say. Prince Doran Nymeros Martell was stargazing and enjoying his quite evening on his wheelchair. By his side is Captain Areo Hotah, standing by being alerted to defend the prince. He was watching the stars that are shinning tonight. Taking in his breathe to enjoy the cool winds and the salt of the sand that can easily be traced. Footsteps come walking and halt it as that person bend his knee before the prince.
"Well?" Doran asked.
"It is done." The strange messenger came and given his bodyguard to give to the prince.
Doran unrolled the scroll as he read thoroughly with unknown expression. His eyes widen a bit at the news and given the messenger his payment.
"Well done. Keep watch on them until Dorne decides to strike at the usurpers." The messenger bows to the prince and disappear into the night.
"What news is it, my prince?" Areo Hotah asked Doran.
"It would seem that our vengeances are nearly completed. The true heir to the Iron throne is married to our Lady Elysabeth Baratheon." Doran answered which confused Aero.
He debriefed him correctly.
"Not my deceased nephew. I mean, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen; other son from Lyanna Stark. Or perhaps, I should call her princess Lyanna Targaryen."
Areo Hotah nearly dropped his axe, but grasped it before it falls to the ground.
"How…but…they said she was…kidnapped…Are you saying that?" Aero stuttered. Doran raised his hand to silence him.
"What I am saying is that Lyanna Stark was never kidnapped, but the she-wolf went willingly to Rhaegar as they both simply fell in love; despite already arrange by another person for the benefits of their house. He even write to me that with my permission to annulled their marriage and even said that he will returned my sister, Elia and her children to live in Dorne and taken the name Martell." Doran could still remember that day when he received the letter from Rhaegar. At first, he was mad at him, but then again he was Dornish since it was natural for a person to actually love another human being. He given him his blessing and secretly help him to take Lyanna to Dorne to settle Tower of Joy.
"Of course, as a fellow man I can understand that he wanted someone to see him; not as a prince or a dragon, but a man with many flaws. I give him my permission for the annulment; in exchange that my sister and her children come to live in Dorne as Martells. Sadly, that day never came as the Robert Rebellion started. I don't know who had spread rumors of her kidnapping, but it didn't saved Brandon Stark and his lord father Rickard Stark death's by the 'Mad king'. Afterword, her death as well as my niece and nephew, I begin to search where was his other child is, but I never found him. I only heard Lyanna passed away. I believe the child was gone to or she was never pregnant. Few years later, I heard stories from my spies that Eddard Stark has a bastard son, name Jon Snow. My suspicious came as well; I doubted that this child is his son. I said them to draw me a picture to describe him." He pulled out a picture as showed it to Aero Hotah. His eyes widen at this image.
"Yes, I too was surprised as well. I recognized him in an instant. True, he does have Stark features, but look closely enough; you can tell there are Rhaegar's silent brooding and his nose. His Queen mother, Rhaella Targaryen, he inherited her smiles and laughter. I knew right then and there that this is the young prince that I was looking for. I even prepared to written a letter to him, but I will send him this letter until Robert Baratheon's death; along with a two copies of the annulment of his marriage to Elia Martell with a new marriage to Lyanna Stark. They are all proof that he will need to take his right to the Throne. With his marriage to Lady Elysabeth Baratheon marriage that can strengthen his claims, they cannot deny his rights to the Iron Throne."
Doran can almost feel it. The world is changing; he can feel it in his bones. He prophecy what will happen to the Seven Kingdoms.
"This much I know... When the storm breaks, each man acts in accordance with his own nature. Some are dumb with terror. Some flee... some hide... And some spread their wings like eagles and soar on the wind."
"You are a wise man, Prince Doran Nymeros Martell." Aero had spoken truthfully to him as he bowed.
"And you Aero Hotah, are a very great man." Doran chuckles at him.
War will come. He doesn't know who or when will it start, but it will come.
He will vow as the prince of Dorne. He will avenge Elia and her children.
Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken.
He will show his enemies that Dorne is not finished yet.
Phew! That takes a lot of energy. Hope you like it. Prince Doran Martell might have known about Prince Rhaegar plan to leave his sister for Lyanna. But we will never know will we? Give me updates and reviews. So you soon.