Game of Thrones: Love in the Midst of Sorrow

Chapter 8 of my Game of Thrones story; one of two that will have sexual content; anyway, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.


Passion Rekindled

It had been four months since Bran and his group had returned to Winterfell. He had aided Sansa and Arya in helping Rickon rule the North. They were enjoying a long time of peace. There were minor skirmishes and problems to deal with, but they were able to deal with them diplomatically. They were currently sitting with Meera, Jojen and Shireen in the great hall; having their evening meal. They ate; enjoying each other's company. Rickon and Shireen sat together; despite Sansa's disapproving look, Rickon's table manners were clearly deplorable. Yet Shireen didn't seem to mind; she even smiled when, between courses, he wiped his hands clean on the table cloth. Arya and Gendry ate together; talking occasionally and making sure Ned got more food in his mouth and on the table. Soon Arya left the table to go and nurse Alyssa; in the meantime, Bran turned to his right where Meera sat. He smiled at her; a smile she returned easily, in the time spent at Winterfell, the rift that had developed between them had mended. They had recovered from the fog of pain, secrets and finally things were better between them. They were still in love, in fact, they were closer than ever. They had spoken beforehand and had agreed to make their decision known to the others.

Meera nodded encouragingly and Bran turned to the others.

"Everyone; I need to tell you something." He said; all eyes turned to him and he took a deep breath. "Meera and I have spoken about it; given everything that has happened…If there's no objection, we were planning to get married."

He realized they weren't surprised and he knew then that his family had seen them as they drew closer together. He wondered if they had simply been waiting for one of them to bring it up. It was Sansa who broke the silence.

"I don't see any of us having any objection." She said; smiling knowingly before turning to Jojen. "What about you?"

Meera bit her lip as she waited for her brother's answer. Jojen nodded and smiled; relieving Meera. "I couldn't be happier about it; you can see how happy they are together."

The others nodded in response and then Rickon spoke up.

"I think it's a great idea…Although Meera, shouldn't we let your parents know."

Meera nodded. "Yes; you're right, Your Grace. We should send a raven right away. I'll go…"

"No, it's alright." Rickon said suddenly. "I'll ensure the Maester knows and he can send it."

Meera relaxed and nodded. "Thank you Your Grace."

Bran smiled and, under the table, took Meera's hand. He was relieved and happier than ever. Meera was smiling too and he knew that, whatever problems they had; whatever issues they may have had; had all been dealt with.

It took three days for the raven to get from Winterfell to Greywater Watch. Another three days for it to come back, the letter it bore explained Howland and Jyana's approval and their intent to travel North to Winterfell, in order to be present for the wedding. So it was agreed to begin preparations, but to avoid any of the major ones until they arrived. Meera smiled as she considered all of this.

'We've come so far; overcome so much.' She thought happily. 'I think…Yes I think I can…Hopefully Bran will be ready too.'

Smiling she stood up; she was sitting in a room with Sansa, Arya and Jeyne Poole; they had been sharing stories about their experiences during the war and subsequent years. Arya was cradling a sleeping Alyssa; all three of them looked up at her.

"I'm pretty tired, I'm going to go to bed, I'll see you all tomorrow." She told them.

They all nodded and she left the room; using the walk to calm her mind down and focus; ready to make her decision. Bran let out a breath as he relaxed as much as he dared. He was in his chambers, enjoying a relaxing bath; the water was hot enough to be soothing, without burning. He kept his arms on the sides of the tub, to hold himself up to avoid slipping due to his useless legs. He laid his head back to rest at the head of the tub, closing his eyes; the muggy smell of the heat helping him relax. He felt his tense knotted muscles relax and let the peace envelope him.

He went tense again when he heard a faint creak of one of the floorboards. However a pair of toned arms slid over his shoulders and embraced him, the hands resting on his stomach, narrowly above his groin. He opened his eyes and saw Meera standing above him; smiling, he noted her shoulders were bare, as were her arms. She was in just her smallclothes, he smiled back, surprised at her sudden arrival.

"Good evening Bran." She remarked. "Mind if I join you?"

He gave a short laugh and replied. "By all means."

She released her hold on him and walked around to the other end of the tub and removed her smallclothes. Bran tried to remain impassive but his gaze was irresistibly drawn to Meera now exposed buttocks. She turned to face him, grinning and Bran blushed, realizing he had been caught. He quickly pulled his legs up, awkwardly but he managed. Meera climbed into the tub and sat down, Bran's eyes flicking over the dark brown hair between her legs and her small but perfectly shaped breasts. Once she was seated she straightened out and took Bran's legs, laying them on top of hers. Bran bit his lip, all too aware of how small and pathetic his atrophied legs were in comparison to Meera's, to anybody's. After enjoying each other's company and helping clean each other Meera spoke.

"Bran; I was thinking…I think we're ready to try again. If you want we can…"

Bran smiled. "Of course, I think you can definitely say I'm ready."

Meera laughed at that; due to her naked presence Bran had been aroused since she got in the tub, his hard member easily visible in the water.

She moved closer; pulling his legs around her waist.

"Are you absolutely sure?" She asked.

Bran nodded. "I was waiting for you to ask; I didn't want to force you."

She smiled and pulled him into a deep passionate kiss. In the same motion she thrust her hips forwards; Bran, noting her motion, as moved his hips. They soon started moving in sync as his cock slid into her cunt and they were soon making love, not even bothering to leave the bath, the water sloshed as they continued to make love, parting from their passionate kisses for air only. Gasping for air Meera almost laughed as she noted their surroundings.

"Bran…" She gasped. "We're still…You know we're…making love in…the bath."

Bran nodded. "Yeah; feels even more amazing."

Meera couldn't deny he was right; the added heat of the bath water to their passion seemed to enhance the pleasure. Indeed, a few thrusts later and they both reached their peak and released with loud moans. Meera lifted them both out of the tub and they dried each other off. Once dry she noticed Bran was still aroused and hadn't pulled out of her. She smiled and, taking a firm hold of her soon to be husbands buttocks she carried him through and soon they were in his bed where they resumed their love making. Midway through Bran managed to flip them over so he was on top and used his arms to provide the leverage to continue until they peaked twice more before finally they were spent and he went limp again.

They lay together, catching their breath; Bran smiled; and tightened his embrace on Meera. She responded in kind and; euphoric at their actions, they gave in to their exhaustion and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.


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