Daenerys
Daenerys woke up the next day alone in her bed. The last thing she remembered was watching some fantasy show Jon picked, but she couldn't recall ever coming into her room, which meant he probably carried her once she fell asleep. She'd been told numerous times over the years that a war could be raging around her and she would sleep through it.
She laid in bed thinking on the way everything had changed in the last two weeks. She was nearly absolutely sure that she told Jon she loved him after sex the previous day, not that he was aware of that little tidbit, and she had been just a couple letters away from confessing it again when she was interrupted. Dany laid there mortified. She hadn't fully had time to process where she was going with her statement to him, but she was pleased for the reprieve the delivery driver had offered her. What if I had told him I loved him, and he'd been thinking it was just sex? Sure, he said he was more focused on me, but that doesn't mean it's more to him does it?
They had spent the remainder of Saturday relaxing. The food she ordered for them was eaten in relative silence and the remainder of it had been saved for their dinner. After eating they'd essentially fused themselves to the couch for the rest of the day, cuddled into one another.
Dany was yanked out of her reminiscing by her phone going off. She checked her notifications, noting a text Jon sent letting her know he'd be back tomorrow and finally sorted through the emails she had been neglecting to look at. She was more than halfway through when her phone sounded for an incoming FaceTime call.
She chose to answer it on her computer, so she could lounge in the bed comfortably a few minutes longer. "Hey, Missy. You miss me already?"
"She was with you the whole week and she still missed you more than she missed me." A voice called out from the background before Missandei could speak.
"Hey Grey. How are you? It's been a while."
He came into the frame above Missy's head. "I'm searching for a backup wife. This one I got doesn't love me the same anymore. Hurts my feelings." He joked, clutching his heart.
"We both know that's not remotely true. You got the best one right there, but you gotta ease up on the shitty jokes dude. You're doing it to yourself."
"Both of you are haters. I could be a professional comedian. Fall back career after I get out the military. Watch!"
Missandei rolled her eyes and Dany choked back a laugh.
"Can I talk to my friend please? Do something with yourself. Go shine that shield you just absolutely had to have or something." Grey gave her peck on the forehead and walked off.
"You guys are just too cute!" Daenerys mused.
"I guess. He's lucky he's the only man that does it for me…"
"You damn right I am!" He called from somewhere else.
Dany always thought Missandei and her husband were absolutely adorable together. She always hoped she could have that type of relationship with someone one day. That playfulness and love they exhibited whenever they were together or even talked about one another.
Missy just shook her head, smiling. "Anyway, speaking of only men… How did that talk go? Or are you two fucking without essentially getting anything out in the open?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"That actually tells me so much more than you think it does ma'am."
Dany bit the inside of both cheeks. "What does it tell you Miss? Cause there isn't much there to break down." You're an absolute liar and you're not even good at it, she thought.
"Oh, so much! But we'll get into that later. I called for a completely different reason. My sentry of a husband has some work related something or other to do today and I kind of don't want to be cooped up in the house. You wanna do lunch? We can then do the deep dive into your denial and follow up with a little market run cause I know you didn't bother going when you got back yesterday."
"I feel so judged right now, but I'm willing to let that slide because you're tempting me with food. Let's shoot for twelve thirty? That'll give me time to take Ghost out and come back and get dressed."
As if waiting for the opportunity, the subject of her last statement came padding into her room. He hopped onto the bed and nestled himself around her computer, accepting pets behind the ear. He was so huge that he took up a good portion of the bed.
"Wait, where's Jon?"
"New York. He said he had to let the movers in and give his key back to his landlord. He's supposed to be back tomorrow."
"And you're taking care of his dog? So cute. We'll add that to the meeting notes for today… Take care of y'all's baby and I'll see you in a bit."
"You and Grey are perfect for each other, cause neither one of you are funny. Text me where you had in mind and I'll be there."
She let out an extended sigh and closed her laptop when the call ended. It bothered her sometimes that her friend was so observant. If anything, Missandei missed her calling of being a therapist, instead, following her passion of 'helping shape the minds of tomorrow' as she once put it.
Dany remained unmoving for a couple moments longer, burying her hand in Ghost's fur. Refusing to let herself get caught up in the what ifs of what was waiting for her, she got up to prepare for the day ahead. She filled up the dog bowls at the edge of her kitchen and retreated to the bathroom to make herself presentable. Once done, she grabbed a snack and headed to one of the nearby parks, she thought he'd love, to let Ghost do his business and get in some exercise.
They returned after being gone for over an hour. The great white dog busied himself with lapping up the water she placed out for him before taking a place underneath her bedroom window. It wasn't long before she heard soft snores coming from him. She chuckled to herself. "I guess it's true when they say pets start to resemble their owners."
Dany then moved to get ready for her lunch with Missy. She settled on a charcoal and red acid washed t-shirt dress and some low top converse. Her hair was thrown into two braids sitting nicely over her shoulder. She gave herself a once over in her large mirror, snapped a couple of pictures to post on her social media and made her way out the door. Missandei was already seated in a booth towards the back of the restaurant when she arrived.
"Just so you know, I'm seriously considering breaking up with you." Daenerys teased as she sat down across from her friend.
"Yea, yea. Whatever. We both know you love me."
"Oh, my goodness. Can't even break up with you properly." She chuckled. "Fine. Are you going to impart your infinite wisdom now? Or can I at least order my food first?"
"I'll wait."
The restaurant was unsurprisingly busy for a Sunday afternoon, but they were seen to rather quickly. The waitress came over, introduced herself and took their order before they began the round of a million questions Dany had been dreading for the last couple of hours. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to her friend about it, it was just that Missandei had a way of peeking into her soul and making her feel oddly exposed at times.
"As agreed, I'll allow you to begin the bonus round."
Missy seemed a little too excited, rubbing her hands like some lame movie villain. "Thank you! First thing is mostly an observation…" She raised her eyebrow, probably waiting for Dany to interrupt. When that didn't happen, she continued. "I know the two of you didn't talk or rather, didn't talk about much because you evaded the question earlier. Had you cleared anything up, you would have said that. Which leads me to believe that y'all did the nasty again after yesterday morning."
Fuck, she's good.
Daenerys felt the heat rushing to her face. Missandei could already read her like a book, the woman didn't need the extra help of Dany's body betraying her. "Fine. You kinda got us there. He showed me his new apartment and we sort of broke it in I guess you could say… But we talked about a few things."
"Hmm. You and Jon are a fuck or two away from turning into two dogs in heat. Not that I'm judging, get yours hun. And what were these 'few things'?" Missy finished her question throwing up air quotes.
"Why he kissed me in the first place, a couple little details about that first night, why he didn't correct Arya when she thought we were together and…"
"And?!"
"I might have involuntarily said I loved him after a really intense orgasm and been on the verge of saying it again during one of my word vomit rants."
Missandei's eyes grew wide, but whatever she was immediately going to say was stifled by the waitress returning with their food. Dany had decided on having a crab cake and a side salad, while Missy chose a fish fry combo the restaurant offered with various seafood options. They took several bites before Missy spoke her piece.
"We're going to circle the cul-de-sac back on you dropping L bombs, cause that deserves it's own segment. What were his responses for the kiss and not correcting his sister?"
"He said he just wanted to, so he did. As for Arya, he basically said he was sparing her feelings on the matter and I agreed that everyone else didn't need to know everything yet."
"Ah ha."
"Ah ha, what? Don't do me like you do your students when they're telling you a story."
"Ah ha, you two want to be together together, but are both too chickenshit to do anything about it. Hence you, what was is it? Involuntarily throwing out 'I love yous'?" She chuckled into her drink. "How does one even do that? And what was his response?"
Daenerys smacked her lips. "See… He didn't respond because unless he's learned French in the time he's been away, he didn't know. And when it almost slipped out the second time, my doorbell rang so I was stopped from doing something idiotic."
The curly haired woman doubled over in laughter, earning a few glances from the customers seated in their area. It took a few moments, but she finally composed herself. "I know I shouldn't laugh, but that is hilarious. You came and started muttering another language? Damn, I'm kind of jealous. You know what that means though right?"
Dany shrugged. "You never stood a chance. He's gorgeous, caring and a great lay? I'm kind of miffed you didn't hop on that train years ago. Just think about all the great sex you could have been having. And all the subpar dick you could have skipped!"
At this, Dany couldn't help but laugh herself. The comical viewpoint Missy offered actually helped her more than she thought it would. It allowed her to get out of her own head enough to see it all a different way. She's loved Jon for years, how could she not, but if she had to truly be honest with herself, she could confidently say that in the time since he came to Seattle that love had shifted somewhat, and she was perfectly okay with it.
The remainder of the lunch was spent just chitchatting about various things and offering advice. They were both admittedly excited and not at all looking forward to the upcoming school year. The women finished their meals, paid and trotted down a few blocks to the nearby Farmer's Market. Grocery shopping, in Dany's opinion was horrible, but with a companion it was decidedly less so.
They perused the aisles, grabbing things they'd need for the week and gave each other ideas for meals they could make. While Daenerys had a strong dislike for cooking, she couldn't afford to let herself get fat gorging on takeout and delivery meals every day, multiple times a day. They finished up their shopping, said their goodbyes and went home.
Dany unpacked her groceries, leaving the ingredients for her alfredo out, and spent the afternoon laying down the groundwork for a children's language development app she'd been thinking about. She had lost herself in her work, only stopping for small breaks to use the bathroom, grab a drink or stretch her muscles. It was nearly five thirty when she came to an acceptable stopping point.
Honestly, she was extremely proud of herself. This was the most work she'd gotten done in one sitting in who knows how long. She took Ghost out for a brisk walk, came back and started on her dinner. The meal was something quick, which allowed her some time to enjoy a couple of erotic romance short stories she discovered online. After a brief conversation with her mother and a promise to come to Portland soon for a visit, Dany found herself in need of a bit of relaxation. It wasn't that they didn't get along, it was just the way Rhaella constantly pushed her about her relationship with Viserys that had her tensing up midway through the conversation. Their mother simply refused to see her brother for the vindictive terror that he was.
Dany drew a bath, grabbed some candles out of her hallway closet, poured a glass of wine and set off to let the heat of the water work out some of her stiffness. She put on some meditation music and slipped into a sort of trance. She wasn't aware that she was no longer alone until the water shifted in her large tub, as she hadn't even heard him come in the house. She opened her eyes to the russet gaze of Jon Snow sitting down opposite her.
She cocked her head to the side. "I thought you weren't coming back until tomorrow."
"Originally I wasn't."
"What happened?"
He took her foot and began massaging it. "Well, I was able to switch my flight. I caught a red eye last night, well early this morning and everything was basically done. I didn't see a need to waste money on a hotel at that point."
"Damnit. Here I thought it was because you missed me."
"I always miss you Dany."
She wasn't so sure why those five little words sent a tingle down her body, but they did. When did I turn into such a horndog? She asked herself, while she took the foot not in his hand and placed on the top of his thigh. "I don't know." She started as she tucked a loose strand of hair that slipped from her messy bun, she threw her hair in before she got in the tub. "I wasn't feeling very missed when you up and left me to move to the east coast."
She continued to rub her foot over him as she talked, and she noted the darkness in his eyes as he looked her over. "I'm not sure I feel all that missed right now either." Her foot grazed him again and he stiffened. "Oh, well allow me to take that back... It seems someone did miss me after all."
"Dany." He let go of the foot he'd been expertly massaging, and she leaned forward, dropping her hands below the water to wrap her fingers around him.
"Jon?"
She held his hardening cock in her hands but made no effort to stroke him. He made a power move of getting in here with her, but she wasn't going to let him have all the fun. Jon made an effort to kiss her, but she pulled back eyebrow raised, biting her lower lip. She finally gave him a leisurely pump.
"Daenerys." He growled.
Dany gave another excruciatingly slow stroke as she propped herself further on her knees to nibble on his ear. "Jon."
Before he could make a move, she released him and stood up, watching him take her in like a man starved. She exited the bathtub and turned on the adjacent shower. He watched her every move, a predator stalking its prey. She backed into the shower, dancing her fingers sensually down her body, coaxing him to join. Her breath hitched when she reached the spot that had been aching since she laid eyes on him.
This seemed to be his breaking point as he was quickly in the space with her, sliding the glass door behind him. His mouth was on her in an instant demanding access, which she graciously granted him. His tongue is fucking sinful. I think could come just from this alone.
He released her lips to leave a trail of kisses down her neck. "So, you did miss me after all?" She got out, more frenzied than she intended.
Jon pinned her against the tile and pulled back to look at her. "Like I said. I always do." He started kissing down her body, pushing her breasts together and rubbing his thumbs across her sensitive nipples.
He began inching lower until she grabbed him by the chin, forcing him to look up at her. "I need you. Now!"
She reached between them to pump him and he thrust himself into her hand. Just the thought that she could bring this reaction out of him sent a shiver down her spine. An involuntary moan slipped out when he began lifting her up, forcing her to release him.
She wrapped her legs around his waist while he positioned himself at her entrance. Her cunt began clenching in anticipation. She drew him in for a greedy kiss and he rotated his hips and entered her slowly causing her to moan into his mouth. Dany knew, right then, that she would never get tired of this feeling. Every bit of him filled her perfectly. They were more in sync in the little bit of time they'd been together than she was the entirety of her relationship with Drogo.
Jon already knew just how much she could take and being with him felt indescribable. He gave the bottom of her ass a hard smack that vibrated in the space and her eyes rolled back from the sensation of it. She had never been one to appreciate pain with her pleasure, but the way he did it made her reconsider. Dany ground her hips into his, meeting his thrusts. Another slap sounded which had her reflexively digging her nails into his back.
This seemed to be all the encouragement he needed as he pulled almost completely out of her, before driving back in filling her up once more. The obscene sound of their bodies coming together under the water had her tighten every grip she had on him.
"Shit." He groaned.
Jon pulled out of her and lowered her to the floor. She whimpered and was about to protest when he silenced her with a kiss, He took one of her legs and hoisted it above his arm as he entered her again. This new angle had him hitting spots she wasn't sure even existed and she was confident that she wouldn't last long like this.
"Please." She begged. "Don't… Stop…"
She didn't care how desperate she sounded; all she knew was this was the best fucking feeling in the world. She could die right now, and she'd go in peaceful bliss. At the pace he set she couldn't hold out for very long. There had never been a time that she had orgasmed from penetration alone, but damn if this man was not an overachiever. It hit her like a freight train.
"Oh, my fucking goodness… Shit… Damnit… Oh—" She whined.
Daenerys wanted to drop to the floor, but she was nothing if not determined and he had yet to come. With every ounce of energy, she could muster, she smacked her hips into his, urging his own release. She could feel herself still throbbing around him, coming down from her own high. He lost his rhythm, and she knew he was close. Dany held his face, making him look at her. Her own eyes were threatening to close, but she forced them to remain open for him. She heard somewhere once that love comes in at the eyes and the look she received conveyed so much more than she could have ever anticipated. She rocked into him again, finally pushing him over the edge.
He slowed his movements as she continued to pulse around him. Eventually he slipped out of her and lowered her leg back down. She desperately wanted to go limp, but she remained upright.
"See? I told you I missed you." Jon mused.
"Mmm. That's definitely not the greeting I got in the past and you were gone less than twenty-four hours this time. Why the hell did we wait so long to do this?"
She was more so thinking out loud, than expecting a response, but Jon seemed to ponder on his answer to her question regardless. It was as if he didn't want to say the wrong thing. They took the brief interlude in the conversation to properly clean themselves. Between sitting in the tub and the incredible sex, they were in need of a scrub. She was half expecting him to simply drop it all together, when he spoke up.
"Honestly…" He started, giving her a smirk, something mischievous dancing just below the surface. "I didn't think it was anything you'd be interested in."
With that, he exited the shower, leaving her under the spray to mull over his last words a little longer.
Did he? He didn't, right? I'm clearly overthinking this!