Prompt #12

You and Tormund had been together since meeting at Castle Black. You were Jon's twin who had showed up after Ramsay took over the north. You wanted to stay and fight, but you were one woman it would be impossible. When you met the ginger giant for the first time you were confused by his longing looks seeing as you were a bastard and not used to such attention. After meeting him for the first time a friendship formed between you that turned into something more.

Right before the battle of the bastards you confessed to Tormund that you were beginning to feel more than friendship. The goofy grin he gave you was all the indication you needed to let you know he felt the same way. However the only thing that happened between the two of you at that time was a very heated kiss.

After the battle was over you spotted Tormund and ran to him planting a kiss on him that was full of passion. That night you made love for the first time; not just with him, but first time ever. For a big man he really could be gentle and kind. He had done his best to make sure you enjoyed it and were ready for him. And it had been a magical night.

You and Tormund were in the courtyard sparring for fun. He knew you were good, but he loved seeing you in action. Something about the way your body gracefully moved right before you killed someone turned him on beyond measure. The thought of you knocking him on his ass was just as big a turn on so he took the chance to spar with you whenever he could. You on the other hand loved how passionate he was after a sparring match so when he came to you asking for one you agreed.

You dodged one of his swings and blocked another. You smirked noticing his side was wide open and placed a well timed kick knocking the breath out of him. While he was distracted you swung your sword and he was barely able to block. This time he had his guard lowered enough you were able to punch him square on the jaw. He stumbled back and you did a leg sweep knocking him on his ass. "I do believe I win big guy," you said smirking. "Aye, Y/N you do, but I believe this is one of those situations I win as well," he said standing up.

Before you had time to think he picked you up causing you to squeal and carried you toward your chambers. Before you could enter though a voice stopped you. "Y/N, Tormund I need to speak to you a moment," Jon said from behind you. Tormund sat you down and you turned toward your brother. "What is it?" You asked leaning into Tormund. "I need Tormund to go to Eastwatch-by-the-sea. We need someone to keep an eye out for the night king," he said.

You weren't keen on Tormund going by himself so you turned toward your chambers once again. "Where are you going lass?" He asked. You turned giving him a smile. "To pack. You didn't think I'd let you go without me did you?" You replied. As you walked into the room you heard him say, "Your sister is something else Jon Snow." Your brother made a noise of agreement before leaving the two of you to get ready.

Being at the wall really wasn't that bad seeing as you had Tormund to help keep you warm at night. There was food and plenty of time to practice with your sword as well as your bow. In the end you were glad you decided to come instead of staying at Winterfell. You were standing on top of the wall when Tormund found you, just staring out at the vastness of it all. It was such a beautiful view that sometimes you found it hard to remember the night king was out there. "What are you doing up here in this cold?" Tormund asked. You smiled over at him. "Just admiring the view," you replied. He shook his head and began leading you back inside.

When you arrived you noticed your brother, ser Davos, Sandor, Beric, and Thoros (the last three having previously been in a cell) causing you to be highly confused. "What's going on?" You asked. You noticed that your brother and lover were looking every where, but at you. "Seven hells tell me already," you demanded. Thoros was the one to step forward. "We're going beyond the wall to get a wight. It would seem the queens need some convincing," he told you.

You didn't stay a moment longer and stormed to yours and Tormund's chambers. They were mad, there was no other explanation as to why they would think this was a good idea. A few moments later arms wrapped around your waist and you could feel hot breath on your ear. "Before I leave I'm going to pound that sweet cunt of yours. I'm going to nip, suck, and lick your clit until you're begging for my cock and then I'm going to slam into you fast and hard, pounding you till we both find release," Tormund told you his voice lower and rougher from arousal. You spun around and pushed him. "You can't dirty talk your way out of this!" You yelled. While normally you loved his dirty talk right now you were too pissed to even entertain the thought of sex.

"I know ya don't like it, but Jon needs me," he said trying to calm you. Tears began pouring out of your eyes as you stared at him. "And what of me? I need you too. If you go out there I could lose not only my brother, but the only man I have ever cared about," you tired to make him understand. He wrapped his arms around you in a comforting hug. "And if I don't go ya will lose Jon. He doesn't know those lands like I do and ya know it," he reasoned. You let out a sigh, hugging him tighter. You didn't want to admit it, but he was right.

"Promise you'll come back to me," you said. He smiled down at you and replied, "I promise after all I haven't put a baby in ya yet I can't die out there." You chuckled and shook your head grateful that he had said something to lighten the mood. Although when you looked him in the eyes you realized just how serious he was. "Well then maybe we should get in one last round before you go," you told him before flashing a seductive grin.

He smirked back before picking you up and gently tossing you on the bed. You began shedding your layers as he did the same. Once the both of you were completely bare Tormund stalked toward you like a predator hunting its prey. He climbed up the bed and began peppering kisses up the inside of your left leg, once he reached your thigh he nipped and licked for a few moments. He then went to your other leg and trailed kisses from your ankle to you inner thigh. He once again lavished your thigh with kisses, nips, and licks. You could feel his hot breath on your sex and it was killing you.

"Please stop teasing," you begged. The first lick up your folds had your head falling back and your eyes closing. The second had you gripping the sheets tightly and the third had you moaning. Tormund continued to slowly lick you never giving one spot more attention than other. "You taste so good, Y/N. You like my tongue on yer cunt?" He asked. His words made you buck your hips before replying, "Yes feels so good." The next time his tongue circled your clit he sucked it into his mouth flicking it with his tongue.

You could feel your orgasm approaching as you tightened your thighs around Tormund's head. He knew you were getting close so he slid two fingers in and began curling them. The added pleasure sent you over the edge. Your body tensed and quivered while your eyes rolled back in your head and your back arched off the bed. He worked you through your orgasm and once you had come down he slid up your body and pressed his lips to yours. The taste of you on his mouth had you groaning. Your tongue battled his for a few moments before you flipped him on his back.

You trailed kisses across his jawline, down his neck, over his collarbone and chest. While there you teased his nipples before continuing downward. When you reached his cock you ran your tongue up the underside and then took the head in your mouth. "Damn woman," Tormund groaned. You smirked the best you could around his impressive size and began bobbing your head. When you would get to his tip you would swirl your tongue around before going back down. You did your best to take all of him, but couldn't without gagging so you wrapped your hand around the rest.

After he had all the teasing he could take he grabbed your arms and pulled you up. You were now straddling his waist and could feel his cock rubbing against your slick folds. You grabbed him, lined him up with your entrance, and slowly lowered yourself down. Once your thighs were flush with his you both moaned. "Your cock feels so good. Love how you stretch me," you moaned out. Tormund let out a guttural growl, grabbed your hips tight and began rocking you back and forth. After a few moments you began doing it on your own moving up, down, back and forth, doing your best to bring you both pleasure.

You leaned down never stopping your movements and pressed your lips to his. The new angle had him rubbing against your clit and your body shuddered in pleasure. "Ya gonna cum for me again?" he asked. You whimpered and nodded your head not able to form words. "Cum on my cock sweetheart. Wanna feel ya squeeze me," Tormund told you. With a few more rocks of your hips you came hard squeezing his cock and gripping his shoulders tight. After coming back down you were utterly spent so he took over holding your hips and planting his feet on the bed so he could thrust up. His thrusts were erratic as his own orgasmed washed over him and he spilled his warm seed inside you coating your walls.

The two of you lay there catching your breath and enjoying each other's warmth. "Seems you were wrong. I did dirty talk my way out of it," Tormund said chuckling. You smacked his arm playfully and snuggled closer to him. "Yeah, yeah ya got me. It's only cause I love ya," you told him. He looked at you in surprise. "What?" You asked. "That's the first time you've said it," he told you. And he was right you had never actually said it before no matter how much you had felt it. "Hmm you're right, but it's true. I do love ya, ya ginger giant," you told him. He placed a quick kiss to your lips and said, "I love ya too."

With those words spoken he got up and redressed grabbing the things he would need for his trip. You dressed as well and followed him to meet the others. You looked at Gendry, Beric, Thoros, and Sandor with serious glare. "I'm warning you now if anything and I do mean anything happens to my brother or Tormund the gods won't be able to save you from me," you told them. They all looked amused until Beric said, "Don't doubt the girl I've seen what she can do with that sword." The others looked at him in confusion. "She fought for Robb Stark," was the only explanation he gave. The others then looked at you surprised. "We'll keep 'em safe little lady," Thoros told you. You gave Jon and Tormund a hug and watched as they left.

When Gendry returned without the others you were extremely worried. He told you that they had sent him back to get a letter to the Dragon Queen that they needed her help. You wrote the letter and sent it as quick as possible. When the others returned on the back of a dragon you were stunned. You had never thought you would see one. However you quickly got over it when you noticed your brother wasn't with them. He returned soon after almost froze to death, but you were glad for his and Tormund's return. Now that they had the proof they needed they could get the men needed to fight the night king.

Of course things could never be that easy. You didn't know why you thought they would be. When the night king arrived and destroyed the wall you, Tormund, and Beric barely survived. You ran as fast as you could once you regained you bearings. Luckily a place near by had horses. You took them and made straight for Winterfell. You told Jon what was coming and he rallied the troops.

You were preparing for battle when your brother Bran approached you. "There's something's you need to know. I already told Jon, Y/N you're not a Snow. You and Jon are the children of my aunt Lyanna and Rhaegar Targaryen," he said. You stood there at a loss for words. You weren't a bastard you were a princess. "Seven hells," you muttered. "That's not all. You can't fight in the battle," he told you. You grew angry thinking Jon or Tormund were trying to force you out of the fighting. "And why not?" you asked. "Because you are with child," he said before wheeling away.

When you told Jon and Tormund they were both excited. Tormund promised you that after the battle he would marry you so that you could be a proper family. The prospect of marrying him sent a thrill through you, but there was no way of knowing he would survive, no matter how much you wanted him too. The battle was long and hard fought, but in the end the living won. Tormund and your brother lived and you got your wedding. Unfortunately that same night you went into labor. Your water broke all over Jon's shoes causing Arya and Sansa to laugh.

That night you gave birth to your first son. He had your eyes and Tormund's ginger hair. "What do ya want to name 'im?" He asked. You smiled down at your son as he wrapped his hand around your finger. "Eddard after my father," you said. When you looked up at Tormund he had the proudest grin you had ever seen. "Strong name for a strong lad. You did good sweetheart. I'm proud of you," he said pressing a kiss to your forehead. You went to sleep shortly after dreaming of the many children you and Tormund would have.