Daenerys
Dany immediately began running through the experience she had downstairs. Shit, shit, shit. Where did that come from? What have we done? Why didn't I stop it? Why… She racked her brain for the answers, but only found the flashbacks of what had taken placed.
She felt uneasiness and tightening in her chest as well as the heat she felt moments ago, return. Dany placed her hands on her lips and let herself relish in the memory for a moment. No, no, no. She thought and began pacing the length of her room. Logically, she knew she should allow the situation to dissipate, but emotionally, she wanted to find him and demand answers or more action. She wasn't quite sure which she craved more. Before she could convince herself otherwise, she opened her door to find him already standing there, hand up, preparing to knock.
Daenerys stood there trying to find her voice but was completely crippled by the desire she felt simmering within her. She was so sure of herself not thirty seconds ago but facing him now had her stuck. He took a step forward without a word, while she instinctively took a step back, desperate to keep her mind clear. Jon took another step into the room and shut the door behind him. She began walking around him, torn between being unsure on how to proceed and just wanting him to take the decision out of her hands by making the next move. She found herself facing him with her back against the door, which he used to his advantage.
He hurriedly closed the distance and reclaimed her lips. She let out a deep sigh and threw her arms around his neck, allowing herself to just react. Jon broke away and began kissing down her neck, while his hands explored the curves of her body. He tugged at the belt of her robe once more, pushed it off her slender frame and stood back to look at her in the moonlight coming from the huge window at the other end of the room.
She felt like she was on fire under his hooded eyes as she stood against the door breathing heavily. She raised an eyebrow for a split second and found his body against hers once more. He'd taken a breast in one hand while his mouth gave attention to the other. He licked and sucked on her nipple until it was painfully hard, and he repeated his actions on the other before he dropped to his knees in front of her.
Jon took her leg, gave kisses to the inside of her thigh and held it over his arm, while his hand gripped her ass. She placed one hand on the doorknob and the other on the top of his head to steady herself. Simultaneously to her actions, he began his assault, his tongue found her entrance and he teased her folds with a long swipe up to her bundle of nerves. He repeated his actions, and she gave out a long encouraging moan; he then added a finger, followed by another and she was convinced she'd forgotten how to breathe as she threw her head back against the door, allowing her eyes to roll back.
Dany was completely lost and at his mercy as he took his time using his mouth and fingers to bring her to an ecstasy, she couldn't ever recall feeling on that scale before. Her breathing turned into a series a pants as she struggled to get a grip on herself. She half expected to crumble to the floor when he let her leg go. He came up and she immediately pulled him in for a kiss, tasting herself on his tongue. He lifted her up, both hands firmly holding her bottom as he walked them over and sat on the bed.
His mouth never left hers as she attempted to roll down his sweatpants from his waist. She could feel his hard member pressed against her as she bucked against him and all coherent thought escaped her mind. They released each other long enough, for them to stand up and remove his pants. Daenerys pushed him further back on the bed and climbed up to straddle him once more, giving kisses to his molded physique, fully intending to repay his favor; however, he stopped her, positioned her directly above his erect manhood and she slowly lowered herself.
She felt complete as she allowed herself a second to adjust to his size before she began rolling her hips. The sexiest groan she'd ever heard escaped him and she leaned forward to kiss him again, never stopping her movements. When they finally stopped the kiss, he placed his hands on her hips and flipped her over against the bed.
Jon placed one leg over his shoulder and entered her again. "Ooooooh" She moaned loudly.
"You're going to wake them up." He said huskily, pushing his hips at a slow pace. It was the first thing he'd said since before he entered her room and right that second, she didn't care about anyone else in the house, except for them.
He continued his thrusts, albeit harder, eliciting additional moans from her, which she attempted to muffle by biting into her index finger. She wasn't sure how much longer she could hold on when his fingers reached down between them and teased her sensitive nub. Dany let out a loud exaggerated moan that he tried to cover up with a passionate kiss. He slowed his hips, letting her shake beneath him until he finally came to a stop. Jon pulled out and dropped on the bed next to her.
The room was quiet except for their attempts at catching their breath. She wanted to fill the silence but was at a complete lost for words. Before she could overthink everything the sleep, she'd previously been asking for overtook her.
Daenerys woke that morning with a serious headache and an acute awareness to the man still asleep at her side. She smiled at how serene he looked when the realization of what they had done came flooding back. She got out of the bed, grabbed a tank top and some tights out of her drawer and headed to the conjoined bathroom to clean herself up. He was still sleeping when she came out, so she picked up her robe from the previous night, threw it on the chair and quietly exited the room.
She could hear the tv as she made her way downstairs but heard no conversation. She entered the living room to find Robb and Theon laid out on opposite ends of the couch asleep as the tv played some random cartoon. Dany decided to let them be and went into the kitchen. She knew if she did nothing, she'd be giving her mind the opportunity to wander so she grabbed the ingredients she got for red velvet cinnamon rolls and focused on the task at hand.
Shortly after she started, she heard someone approaching her. "Oh, you're cooking. What's wrong?"
"Good morning Missy." Dany replied without turning around. "Why do you think something is wrong?"
"Um, you're cooking!" Missandei repeated coming to lean against the counter. "You hate doing that. Experience tells me something is up."
"Nope. Just had a taste for cinnamon rolls." From the corner of her eye, she could see the other woman scrunch her face, but made no further comment on her statement. Instead, she went to the refrigerator, pulled out more ingredients and began helping with breakfast.
She let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Admittedly, she was appreciative Missy let it go because this was not the time or place to have that discussion. While they were working, she could hear more people waking up and moving around the house.
"Has anyone seen Jon?" Robb asked poking his head in. Dany tensed up at his question and hoped no one noticed.
"Maybe he's still sleeping." She responded, not taking her eyes off what she was doing.
"He wasn't in his room when Arya checked."
"Hmm, weird. Haven't seen him since early this morning." She figured she'd keep her responses brief as to not give anything away. She hadn't technically lied to him, she did see Jon this morning, she just hadn't specified the time frame of what was considered "early".
He seemed to accept the answer and left the room without another word. Perhaps she should have woken him up, but she didn't have the guts to face him yet. This was never anything they discussed so she wasn't confident what, if anything, this meant for their friendship. She hoped things wouldn't be overly awkward for them going forward. Having a really good friend in your life was extremely important, as her mother told her growing up.
They finished breakfast and proceeded to take everything into the smaller dining room off to the side. Daenerys could see her friend still busting at the seams to ask a question, but continued to hold her tongue, which she was grateful for. They informed who they could find that was the food was ready. Everyone filed in and proceeded to eat, making conversation with one another.
They were halfway through their meal when Jon came in. "Morning." He said as he made a plate and sat in the open seat opposite Dany.
"Where the hell you been?" Arya called out from the other end of the table.
"Sleep. Why?"
"You weren't in your room when I came looking for you. So, where were you?" She asked. The youngest stark woman lived to give her siblings a hard time, even for some of the simplest of things. She once told Daenerys that she felt it was her sisterly duty to pry.
He took a bite of a cinnamon roll before he spoke. "It's a big house. There's plenty of places to hide."
"Mhmm- "Arya started but was cut off by Theon. "Where is Margaery? She still sleep?"
"No. She had plans with her grandmother today and left earlier. She's probably stopping by later." Dany said.
"By the way, how was your game last night?" Gendry asked.
"Fan-fucking-tastic." Theon said grinning hard. "You should have definitely joined for a round or two. Great idea Missy, I'm inviting you to all my game nights from now on." He chuckled.
She wasn't too keen on joining a discussion about the previous night, so she focused on the little bit of food she had left on her plate. "So, Dany. How was the rest of your night? I woke up to take a leak and it sounded like you were having really good time." Robb asked quietly from her right side.
She almost choked at his question. Fuck! "what can I say? A girl has needs and alcohol makes me horny." She responded as confidently as possible. She took a sip of her drink to try to hide her embarrassment, but she could feel eyes staring at her from across the table, which made her shift in her seat.
Robb said nothing further, he just laughed and gave her a wink. Right that second she was desperate to leave, but she didn't want to come across as being rude. She was glad when someone steered the conversation in another direction, talking about something was remotely interested in.
Gendry volunteered for cleanup duty when they finally finished. The group dispersed for a while, agreeing to meet up later to head to the beach. Daenerys grabbed her headphones and her laptop and used that time to hide away in the little den downstairs.
The next few days went by entirely too quickly. They spent time playing games, barbequing, enjoying the beach and a host of other things. The days were so packed that she was completely exhausted by the time she hit her bed. It was about Wednesday before any of them even slowed down. Robb finally left courtesy of his work schedule and could only make it back in the evenings. She was enjoying some down time with Missandei and Arya, who was curled up on the ottoman sleep, when Jon came in the room.
"Excuse me ladies." He interrupted. "Dany, can I borrow your car really quick? I got approved for my apartment and wanted to go ahead and sign the lease and get the keys."
"Uh, yea. Congratulations! The keys are on the hook by the door." She replied only partially looking up at him.
"Thanks." He murmured, turned around and walked off.
"So, what's going on?" Missandei squeaked the moment he walked out of the room.
Dany replied, looking at the floor. "Nothing."
"Don't lie to me! You've never been very good at it anyway… I've seen you two the last few days and you've barely stepped foot in the same room, which considering everything we've been doing is a huge accomplishment. Not to mention- "Missy started as she placed her hand on Dany's chin, lifting her head." You can't look me in the eye. So, spill. What happened?"
Dany rarely kept anything from Missy, but she didn't know how to even bring this up. Especially since she was still wrestling with what happened herself.
"I can't talk about here." She whispered. There were a few other people still wandering the house, but she wasn't sure where they were at the moment. "Let's go outside."
The two women made their way out to the large deck overlooking the beach below. Daenerys fidgeted with her fingers contemplating where to begin. She opened and closed her mouth a few times and began pacing.
"Dany!" Missandei stopped her. "It really can't be that bad, can it?"
"I slept with him." She said inaudibly.
"What? Daenerys Targaryen speak up! There's no one out here but us. Use your big girl voice."
"I slept with Jon okay?!" She put her head in her hands. She hated how uncomfortable and uncertain things had become since that night. She didn't regret what happened; she just didn't know where they went from there and she couldn't get over the feeling that he felt disappointed.
Missy's eyes grew wide. She hesitated over what she would say next. "Was it… bad? You know the first time can always be a little awkward." Dany knew her friend well enough to know that while, she wanted to know all the details, she was trying to be delicate about obtaining them.
"That probably would have made things easier. We probably could have just laughed that off. It was mind-blowing Missy and that's the problem!" Dany rattled on. Once she found her voice, the words seemed to just keep coming. "Where do we even go from here? Do we just move on like nothing happened? It's like the last seven years of our friendship have completely gone down the drain! Sex has never even been on the table for us before. What if he wants to do it again, or worse what if he doesn't? What if he thought it was bad?"
"Well, first of all, mind-blowing is a good thing hun. Don't forget that. You were in need of a good fuck anyways, so that's a definite plus. And have you even talked to him about any of this?"
"I can't."
"Why the hell not?! That's your best friend. So, you had sex? Big deal! People do it every day. I've heard you talk about that man for years; you love him and from the little I've seen you mean the world to him. Maybe things have evolved maybe not you won't know for sure until you talk to him."
Dany hated Missy being right about everything. It was infuriating at the best of times because she always spoke like she'd lived for so long despite them being close in age. She knew they needed to talk, but she didn't know where to start. They were able to escape it for a while because he had his brother to keep him company. Now there weren't as many walls to hide behind.
"I'm not sure how well that might go. He barely even looks at me." Daenerys said looking out towards the water.
"Let me ask you this." Missandei started. "When did this actually happen?"
She hesitated. "Friday after the Uno game."
"Sooo, when Robb came in Saturday morning saying he couldn't find Jon, that was because hewas still asleep? In your room?" She nodded and Missandei continued. "Oh darling! That could be something. You two just need to get your heads out of your asses and talk to each other."